#steve x Eddie x reader

[sideblog-ver3]

steddie (18+)

(vampire boobs) (spider webs) (big dick steve) (club bang)

“she takes it like a champ, stevie. look at our girl.”

you whined and squirmed beneath them, the pillow under your stomach sinking under your weight and your face rubbed into the comforter. tight ropes wrapped around your wrist that connected to your thigh and another rope held your ankles to the bed.

“such a good girl. listens to her daddies.”

a finger was pushed into your hole and a silicone vibrator was stimulating your clit. the two boys just talked about you, not bothering to address you, not like you could respond in sentences. you’d only be able to say, “uh- uh huh.” “ah ah ah.” “ple- please.” face pinching in pleasure, drool dripping from the side of your mouth.

“kick it up a notch, eddie. sure she can handle it.” a warm palm caressed at your tensed shoulder blades. sliding bits of wild hair over your shoulders, lingering fingers rubbing at your neck.

“she’s a good pup.” a slight shift in the air and you felt wet lips pressing kisses onto your moistened skin. then pressing in hard, lips parting, teeth toying at your skin and tongue licking at scattered beauty marks.

you shivered and sighed. “yes i am.” responding to steve’s statement about you being their good pup. you were well trained for the two sex fiend boys. knowing to only cum when they say, being their cock slut, allowing them to fill any of your holes to the brim. even just sitting on your knees as steve and eddie pleasured themselves only, leaving you to watch and feel your slick coat your thighs together.

“oh, she can speak? definitely kicking it up. also give her another finger.” eddie commanded steve. you heard a click then felt the toy go from mild to mildly higher. you cooed at the sensation then moaned when a thick finger curled in your tight cunt.

eddie’s musical laugh fluttered your heart. “i can see these lips getting puffy with the second.” then a harsh slap was gifted to your right ass cheek, you yelp and tried to drag your legs up but the ropes restrained you.

“you suck these fingers so good, almost as good as your mouth.” steve grunted as he thrust his two fingers back and forth harshly into your pussy. your fingers curled into the ropes on your wrist, wishing you could hold either boys hand.

“maybe she can have our cocks after, you know, as a treat. how that sound, baby?” eddie’s gruff voice twisted your stomach, the mental image making you salivate. “ye- yes da- daddy.”

“atta girl.” a ringed hand spread your lips further apart, the chill of metal a welcoming touch. you could hear the gentle noise of your wetness growing, the smooth gliding without friction. eddie pressed the toy harder to your sensitive nub, causing your ass to push up further into steve’s fingers.

now steve smacked your left ass cheek, “stay down. be a good pup.” he started to finger you harder, causing your body to slid on the pillow. you squeezed your eyes shut but couldn’t help your open jaw mouth, glops of drool staining the bedding.

the knot in your lower stomach grew tighter by each thrust and electric burst. legs wishing to close together but unable to compile.

“how close?” eddie asked. your brows scrunched as you assessed your body, “eight. al- almost there.”

“another finger.” steve warned and you couldn’t help the throaty moan that followed, feeling full to the brim up wanting even more. you wished to get fucked right now, but that wasn’t on the menu for the night.

“going up.” a click and the silicone went into high mode. a strong pulse stringing you closer and closer as you imagined the muscles in steve’s bicep as he worked his arm.

“daddies….” trying to warn them about your incoming release. needing a verbal confirmation from one of them, not wanting to be edged tonight for punishment.

“it’s okay baby. whenever you’re ready.” steve’s honey laced voice soothed your burning left ear, his tongue licking at the lobe.

three more pumps and a hard pressure of the toy and you were gushing around steve’s fingers, legs trembling and breath choppy. eddie clicked the toy off and steve slid his three fingers out slowly, pussy fluttering at the thick loss.

your tired eyes closed as your heard them work at your restraints then felt as they soothed and kissed at your reddened marks. adoring hands worked over your body, noises of clean up filled the space and you were slowly getting ready for that treat they promised.

“i think i deserve a reward. don’t you agree?” getting a bit of a cocky attitude.

both boys chuckled and started stripping bits of left over clothing. “yeah pup.” “but we’re gonna fuck that bit of brattiness out of you.” and you were happy for that outcome.

[stevieswhore]

lavender haze

word count: 1.2k words

think *reader, steve, and eddie are three best friends who are way too touchy to be just friends, and getting high just makes it so much worse...* (aka, steddie shotgun session)

content warnings: getting high & makin out w steddie

you lay in between steve and eddie, taking a drag from the joint, and holding the smoke in your mouth for a beat before exhaling slowly.

“princess, let me try something..” eddie says, gesturing for you to hand him the blunt as he sits up some.

you look up at him, and feel steve do the same, from his head's place on your chest, with his arm lazily wrapped around you. steve got extra touchy when he was high but you didn’t mind in the slightest.

eddie inhales slowly, while keeping eye contact with you. he motions you forward with his fingers and you quickly catch onto his goal.

you smile and sit up a little, to meet his lips. he holds your cheek and slowly lets the smoke past his lips and into your mouth. you hold it in your mouth and smile at him with heavy eyes.

“mm.. good girl- now give pretty boy a taste..” eddie mumbles with a smirk, jutting his chin up.

your eyes widen slightly as you look down at steve. he's completely out of it but still manages a loopy smile as he gazes up at you. you smile and grab his face, pulling him into you.

his eyes are wide as you press your lips to his and slowly blow the smoke into his mouth. he holds it for a bit before abruptly bursting into a coughing fit, making you giggle as you kiss his temple.

eddie passes you the water bottle to hand to him. steve slowly drinks from it before burrowing his face into your neck.

“good job baby..” you mumble, kissing his hand as he intertwines your fingers.

“alright hey- it was my idea..” eddie teases, rolling his eyes. you look up at him and giggle, making him smile. “cmere eds..” you breathe.

he leans down and kisses you slowly. you feel steve kiss your neck softly and smile. when you pull away from the kiss, you lay down again as eddie cuddles into your side after putting out the joint.

“my boys..” you slur, with a sleepy smile. you feel steve hum against you as eddie smirks again.

“mm.. imagine if nancy n rob caught wind of this one..” he laughs. “i would never hear the end of it..” you groan. steve giggles softly, and hugs you tighter.

“stevie.. let’s go put our pajamas on.. b’fore you fall asleep..” you say gently. “too tired..” he slurs against your neck. you sigh and sit up slightly, so he has to move his head. he groans and finally looks at you with his puppy eyes.

“cmon baby..” you whisper, pushing his hair out of his eyes. he nods and starts to stand up, stumbling in the process. you smile and sit up to help him, feeling eddie’s hand fall down your back as you stand.

the three of you are in steve’s house, so it's easy to find a sleep shirt and sweatpants for all of you.

“here eds..” you say softly, tossing him some pajamas. “thank you princess.” he says with a smile, as he takes his shirt off to start changing.

steve stumbles again and you catch him. “alright.. m gonna help you ok?” you say, looking at his sleepy red eyes. he nods slowly and lets you lift up his polo.

you pull on his sleep shirt and kiss his lips quickly, making him smile. you help him step out of his pants and giggle as he trips a little. you then help him step into his pajama pants, as he holds onto your shoulder to steady himself. you smile when he's successfully dressed.

“there we go..” you coo, kissing him one more time. he smiles against your lips and falls onto the bed, pulling you with him. you giggle and fall on top of him, deepening the kiss a little.

“oh you guys are cute..” eddie teases, only half joking. steve looks up at him and smiles dopily. you kiss his jaw quickly and just watch the two boys have their little stare off.

“why don’t you come down here munson..” steve speaks after a moment, his voice raspy from all the smoke.

oh.

eddie looks taken aback but quickly collects himself with a smirk before moving down to the end of the bed with the two of you.

“what’re you gettin' at, harrington?” he smirks, dangerously close to steve’s face. you just continue to watch as steve pulls him down into a harsh kiss. your eyes widen as you quickly get off of steve, so that eddie could have a better hold of him.

you watch the two makeout sloppily for a little before pushing your hands through eddie’s hair. “alright boys.. now i’m feelin a little left out..” you giggle. eddie is the the first to pull away, to look at you, leaving steve to chase his lips with his own red swollen ones.

eddie looks down at steve again and smirks.

“not bad pretty boy..” he teases. “mm..” steve hums, pulling him back into another kiss. you giggle as they move up the bed a little and eddie pulls you with them.

eddie kisses you passionately and runs his hands up and down you body. you glance down at steve who is just watching you makeout in complete awe.

“baby..” you coo, turning your head to kiss him slowly. he kisses you back hungrily and whimpers softly.

“harrrington you’re so cute when you’re all touchy like this..” eddie says softly, only a hint of teasing in his voice. steve moans softly and intertwines his fingers with eddie’s.

“dy'wanna kiss him?” you ask softly, already knowing the answer. “yeah- yes- please..” he breathes quickly. you turn both of their heads to face each other and look down at them as they smile at each other. “cmere..” eddie whispers, pulling steve in for yet another kiss.

you let them makeout for minutes on end until you both can tell steve is about to pass out from exhaustion.

“alright pretty boy.. time for bed.” eddie breathes, pulling away. steve pouts with those damn puppy eyes and eddie almost gives in, leaning in to give him another quick kiss. then eddie looks up at you as he sits up.

“princess.. go put on some pjs.. can't have you sleeping in that..” he says softly. you nod and kiss him quickly before getting up.

you throw on a big t-shirt and head back into bed after washing your face in steve's bathroom.

eddie is running his hands through steve’s hair as he dozes off and you smile. “aw.. my boys..” you coo, settling in between them. steve shifts slightly until he is comfortable again as eddie wraps his arm around you.

“pass me the water eds..” you whisper softly. he takes a sip and then hands the bottle to you. “stevie.. one more thing before you fall asleep. drink a little water..” you say so softly. he groans into your neck.

“baby c'mon.. please..” you say again. he slowly looks up at you and opens his mouth. you giggle and pour it slowly into his mouth, letting him swallow before pouring some more.

once he's had enough, you pass the bottle back to eddie with a kiss.

“goodnight sweetheart..” he whispers to you. “night baby..” you mumble with a smile.

“g'night pretty boy.” eddie says over you, to steve, reaching over to nudge him softly. “hmm.” steve groans.

eddie winks at you and lays back down. “night stevie..” you whisper, kissing his temple.

he's out.

eddie turns out the light and you quickly pass out in their arms.

[moonstruckme]

could you write steve harrington x reader x eddie munson?

something like, Eddie invited Steve to see his band playing at a bar and during the presentation Steve starts to flirt with the reader cause he thinks she's the most gorgeous girl ever, and hes actually happy cause she is flirting back, and when the show ends Eddie gets to them and he is like "yeah shes my girlfriend but don't worry we like to share"

Hi, thanks so much for your request! This got a bit long, but I hope you like it :)

Steddie x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

Steve knows that, in theory, he's supposed to be here for Eddie. And Eddie is good, commanding the attention of the entire bar, the colored lights seeming to shine more brightly upon him. It's unfair to his bandmates, really, but Eddie's just like that. Has been from the first time Steve met him, and he's grown more fascinated with the other man each day since.

It's part of why, when Eddie had asked Steve and no one else to come to his show that night, Steve hadn't hesitated before cancelling his plans with Robin. But now that he's here, he finds his attention unwillfully divided between the bright, shining star on the stage and the girl beneath it, glowing softly like the moon.

It seems like every bit of light that catches Eddie refracts back onto you, and you beam up at him, clearly enamored. Steve knows the feeling. Maybe it's that kinship that drives him towards you, maybe it's something else, but Steve finds himself drifting through the crowd, letting himself be bashed around by overenthusastic moshers, until he's beside you.

"Do you know their stuff?" he shouts over the music, jerking his chin towards the band.

You smile, eyes roaming his face appreciatively, and Steve's mouth goes utterly dry. He didn't begrudge you the attention you were bestowing upon Eddie, but having it directed at him is something different entirely. Steve wonders if he's never been properly looked at in his life, if this is what it's supposed to feel like.

"I do!" Your enthusiasm is adorable, and Steve finds himself grinning back at you as if in a trance. "I go to all of their shows. Is this your first one?"

"Yeah," Steve says, debating whether to tell you he knows someone in the band. What if you want him to introduce you to Eddie? He's not sure if he could stand watching as the two most gorgeous people he's ever seen get together right in front of him; Steve's too selfish for that.

He's saved from his moral dilemma when you nod cheerfully, as if Steve's just given more than a bland, one-word response. "Yeah, didn't think I'd seen you here before. Whaddya think?"

This, he can answer with complete honesty. "I really like it. They're awesome." Some of them more of others, in Steve's opinion. But he might be biased.

You look downright jubilant at his answer, and Steve's happy to have something in common with you. "Aren't they?" you yell back, still bopping your head to the rhythm even as you devote most of your attention to Steve. Eddie starts on a guitar solo, and you both abandon your conversation to watch, whooping above the roar of the crowd, and when Eddie grins, Steve's not sure which one of you it's directed at. Once the chorus starts again, you grab at Steve's collar, pulling him closer so you can yell in his ear. He's eager to oblige you. "You should come to more shows, if you can. I'd love to have someone to hang out with."

Steve hopes the lighting is camoflaging his blush, but there's no hiding the beaming grin that comes to his face at what he hopes you're implying. "Sounds good to me," he yells back, taking the opportunity to put his hand in your hair under the premise of gaining easier access to your ear. "Actually, I'm really thirsty. Come to the bar with me for a drink? I'll buy."

You agree without any further persuasion, and while neither of you ever takes your attention completely off the band, you spend the rest of the set chatting at the bar. By the time Eddie hops down from the stage, your hands are joined on the bartop, and you're running your thumb along Steve's knuckle flirtatiously. Eddie heads straight for the two of you and Steve wilts slightly, knowing the jig is up, but when Eddie grins at him, he can't help but smile back. It's an automatic response.

"Hey," Eddie greets him, before his eyes find you. "Hi, sweet thing." He wraps an arm around your shoulders, and your cheek dimples where he kisses it. "Did you have fun?"

You hum in happy affirmation. "I met Steve."

Eddie chuckles. "Yeah, I can see that, baby." His gaze falls on Steve, who's busy wishing a sinkhole would open under his seat and swallow him up. "I was gonna introduce you to my girlfriend after the show, but it seems like you found each other without me."

"Your girlfriend," Steve repeats dazedly. He looks between the two of you, waiting for someone to be offended. Should it be him? You were flirting with him too, or had he misread everything? There was no way Eddie didn't see your hands atop the bar, fingers intertwined. "I—I'm sorry, I didn't know you guys were together. I wouldn't've—"

"Shit, relax, Harrington," Eddie laughs, and now Steve's definitely offended. How could he have thought Eddie liked him, when he would laugh at Steve's humiliation like this? "My bad, I should've explained. Y/N is my girlfriend, but we're not...exclusionary."

Steve says nothing, letting his flabberghasted expression speak for him.

"I was sort of hoping you guys would hit it off tonight. We're into sharing," Eddie says it casually, as if its not the most surprising and objectively the best news Steve has heard in his entire life.

"Wait." Steve wants to be sure he has this right. "So you," he looks at Eddie, grinning smugly as he watches Steve put it together, "and you," he turns to you, gazing at him with kind, hopeful eyes, "are in a relationship, but you want...me, to be in your relationship too?"

"If you want to," you say softly, squeezing Steve's hand. "Eddie's been campaigning for this for weeks, and after tonight, I'm pretty sold on the idea too." You laugh a little, and Steve realizes, for the first time, that you're nervous.

"Yeah." Steve's palm is sweaty against yours, but the answer comes to him easily. "Yeah, I'd like that."

"Great." Eddie doesn't seem surprised, necessarily, but his smile is giant and goofy, and you seem equally thrilled. "Then how about I order us some more drinks?"

Steve's only had one tonight, but as Eddie slings his other arm around his shoulder, wrapping the three of you in a loose hug, he feels plenty drunk already.

[hotwritergf]

Controlling vibrator. Steddie x reader. Smut. Blurb.

🍒“Now listen up and listen good little girl, I’m gonna control that little toy that Steve very kindly put in its rightful place.” Eddie announced, a glimmer of excitement shining through his evil smirk. “But daddy... We have a dinner reservation.” You whispered anxiously, already knowing that that was the whole plan. Your boyfriends wanted to watch you suffer, publicly. “I know princess” Eddie practically letting out an almost comical evil laugh as Steve smiled softly and added “isn’t that so much fun? Especially for dirty little sluts like you who get off on embarrassment.” You felt your face flush, he wasn’t wrong. You were a woman of many kinks, some of which people had previously judged you for, but not Eddie and Steve. They were transfixed on the information when you told them, looking at each other and back at you with so much love and acceptance. Since that day, you’d been their toy. Every day they seemed to have a new way to torture you, your suffering was delicious to them.

Up until today, you’d been kept in a chastity belt for a month or so. Tormented by your boyfriends by them putting on a show for you every evening, palming each other's cocks, using your mouth for the only thing its good for and Eddie slamming into Steve with running commentary of how good it felt, how Steve got to experience pleasure because he wasn’t a needy little whore like you are. 

And so, it began. Leading you into the restaurant, holding the door open for you and Eddie discreetly pinching your ass. It was brief but painful, you wince at the feeling for a second but immediately your demeanor changed. Stifling a moan as Steve winked at you before pressing the button on his phone that was Bluetooth connected to the toy nestled inside your pussy. The once familiar feeling of sexual pleasure hit you like a tidal wave, it was buzzing away, the rabbit-like shaped toy vibrating your g-spot and clit in earnest.

Your eyes desperately trying not to roll to the back of your head, you ponder whether granting them no reaction out of you would make them ease up on the public humiliation of making you so inappropriately horny in the establishment. Concluding that either way you were screwed, if you didn’t perform for them like a good little slut now, you’d only get punished more at home. You decided that embarrassing yourself here was the lesser of two evils. 

Moaning your boyfriend’s names under your breath in-between sips of red wine, Eddie takes a few strands of your hand, interweaving them into his fingers and giving it a swift pull. You were beginning to see stars, the constant stimulation of the toy driving you crazy, Steve’s evil smirk as he stared at you muttering “So needy already, aren’t you? How long until you start to beg us to use your tight little holes right here?”

To which Eddie chuckled and snatched his boyfriend’s phone, changing the setting of the toy. You take a deep breath as the vibrations speed up and become more intense. Hiding your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck, “Daddy...” You sobbed in pleasure, your pussy leaking through your panties. “Whatever is the problem angel?” He teased, pulling Steve in for a passionate kiss, once again denying you of affection. “She’s gonna cum Eds, she’s got that look in her eye. Look at her babe, so fucking needy it's pathetic. Her brain is leaking out of her pussy.” He teased in unison with Eddie, running his fingers through his boyfriend’s curls. “She is, isn’t she? Wanna be our little fleshlight for the night? Who am I kidding, why am I asking you? Sweet little sluts like you don’t get a choice. You’re so pathetic you know that baby? Moaning the word daddy in this fine establishment? Steve and I here decided to treat you to a fancy meal and all you can do is beg us to go home? So, we can fill those needy little holes?”

His words were almost too much, you grip on to a thigh of each of your boyfriends. Your nails digging in as you feel the fire burning deep in the pit of your stomach growing. “Gonna cum sir, can’t take it anymore” You mutter to Steve, begging him with your eyes to allow you an orgasm. The feeling making you forget you were in a busy restaurant, beginning to sweat from need. “Ask Daddy princess.” He kisses your temple gently, finally gaining some mercy for you. “Daddy please, can’t hold it. Need it, need you, need you both.” You’re begging through your tears, your grip on them both tightening as you grow closer and closer to ecstasy. The wave growing every second that passes, your underwear now drenched and beginning to leak through, a wet patch visible on your little red dress.  

Eddie signals a waiter over to the table and your breath hitches, greatly trying to gain any form of composure, mentally begging that he won’t see the ever-growing wet patch and both of your boyfriend’s now entirely visible bulges.

“Can we get these to go now please, we’ve had an emergency and now need to change our plans.” The waiter smiles, eyeballing only your talking partner and returns with three take out boxes handing them to Steve.

You and the duo stand and make your way to the door, waving down the nearest cab. Shuffling into the back seats, sandwiched in-between your sadists. Eddie whispers into your ear once more as Steve plants gentle kisses on the other side of your neck, playfully nipping at the skin. “Let go princess, cum.” 🍒

[loserboysandlithium]

Cashmere and Cigarettes (SteddiexReader) Part Two:

⚠️explicit sexual content. Minors DNI⚠️

Part One found here

Your eyes widen as you watch their lips meet. You hear a soft moan from Steve as Eddie tilts his head to the side, his tongue begging for access.

Steve parts his lips and their tongues collide feverishly. All of Steve’s hesitation seems to fly out the window as his hand moves to the back of Eddie’s head, his fingers threading in his dark curls.

You can see Eddie smile against Steve’s lips before he pulls away breathless.

“I take it you didn’t hate it?” Eddie smirks at Steve who shoves him away, rolling his eyes.

Steve turns back to you, his eyes gleaming, his cheeks extra rosy. He leans in close, his lips meeting your ear. “I- I liked it.” he whispers, making you giggle. You lean back, gripping the sides of his face as you pull him in for a kiss. You can taste the familiar peppermint from Steve now mixed with Eddie’s new flavor of tobacco.

You suck on his tongue, savoring the taste of both of them. Suddenly you feel him again. Eddie. His rings are on the back of your neck, pressing you closer to Steve. Then you feel Eddie’s lips on your cheek, slowly trailing across your jaw and to your neck.

You moan into Steve’s mouth as Eddie sinks his teeth into your soft skin, harder than you’re used to. You pull away from Steve with a gasp.

“You okay, baby?” Eddie mumbles, still hiding in the crook of your neck.

“Yes.” you answer rapidly, making him chuckle.

“Why don’t you lay down here?” he kisses your neck one more time before pulling away. You nod and scoot back toward the middle of Steve’s bed.

“I want you to fuck her, Steve.” Eddie turns toward Steve as he stands up from the edge of the bed. Steve nods softly, his eyes going back and forth between you and Eddie.

Eddie reaches out, his fingers landing on the hem of Steve’s sweater, pulling it over his head before going to work on his jeans. You watch as Eddie hooks his fingers in Steve’s belt loops, yanking his pants to the floor.

Eddie’s eyes fall lower, seeing Steve’s cock pressing hard against his tight Calvin Klein boxer briefs, his tip poking out the top.

“Damn, Harrington.” he smirks, making Steve blush once again as he comes to join you on the bed. Steve crawls on top of you as Eddie takes a seat in Steve’s desk chair, leaning back casually, legs spread slightly. You glance over at him wanting to ask why he wasn’t joining but you didn’t want to seem too needy.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m gonna play too. Just wanna watch for a minute.” he answers your unspoken question. “That okay?”

“Yes.” you answer timidly, feeling a familiar throbbing between your thighs. The thought of someone watching you and Steve turning you on in a way you’ve never felt before. You grab Steve by the neck, smashing your lips to his. You reach down, running your hand along his hard cock, earning a moan from him.

“Need you, Steve. I’m so wet, baby.” you whisper, guiding his hand between your thighs.

“Holy shit..” he groans, feeling your soaked panties. He wastes no time stripping you of your clothes, tossing them to the floor as he kisses you hungrily. You feel his thick head gliding up and down your folds. You lift your hips into him, aching for more. For all of him.

“So wet.. you’re so fucking wet.” Steve breathes, swirling his head through your slick.

“Fuck her, Steve.” Eddie’s voice comes from the side, making both of your heads turn. You can see the bulge in his jeans making you even wetter.

“Touch yourself.” You blurt out hastily, making Eddie smile. “I mean.. are you gonna touch yourself?” you try again.

Your eyes remain glued to him as he reaches down for his belt buckle, slowly pulling it through the loops. His ringed fingers then move to the button on his black denim jeans.

He pulls them down to his knees, freeing his cock. Fuck, he’s huge. Slightly longer than Steve but not quite as thick. His brown eyes bore into yours as he wraps his fist around his cock, beginning to pump up and down, the image making you inhale sharply.

You cry out as Steve thrusts into you unexpectedly, giving you every inch of him. Your attention shifts back to him, meeting his lips as soon as your head turns his way. He rolls his hips, sliding easily in and out of your soaked pussy, pulling moan after moan from your lips.

“Ever choked her before, Stevie?” Eddie asks, his voice closer than before.

“Uh- no… I don’t wanna hurt her.” Steve mumbles softly, slowing down his thrusts.

“What if she likes to be hurt.. do you like it, sweetheart?” Eddie burns, kneeling on the bed next to the two of you.

You swallow hard, meeting Eddie’s dark eyes. “I- I don’t know.” you admit quietly, looking between the two of them. Eddie’s fingers trail up your arm lightly, dancing across your shoulder, landing finally on your throat.

Steve starts to move again just as Eddie adds a little pressure to your throat, a small moan escaping immediately. Eddie smiles wickedly, gripping even tighter making you moan even louder.

Steve watches with lustful eyes, keeping a nice pace, entering you deep every time.

“Wanna try, Stevie?” Eddie encourages, removing his hand from your neck.

Steve takes Eddie’s place, his fingers tentatively wrapping around your throat.

“Oh fuck.” you let out a needy moan, feeling Steve’s soft hands on your skin. Something about your usually sweet boyfriend choking you made your mind completely fuzzy, your body craving more from him.

“You like that?” Eddie asks, watching from his place beside you.

“Yes.. mhmm..” you whimper.

“What about you, Steve?” Eddie turns his attention to him.

“Y-Yeah.. can I do it harder?” he asks breathlessly.

“Please.” you beg, feeling his fingers tighten even more.

“There you go, Steve. She loves that.. look at her.” Eddie praises, observing every noise coming from you.

“Yeah you do, angel. Look how wet you are.” Steve chuckles deeply, his speed increasing, making you cling to him fiercely. Eddie moves to kiss your lips and you greet him happily as Steve drives into you below.

“Shit..” you laugh breathlessly as Eddie’s lips move lower, his mouth landing on your breast. You couldn’t believe any of this was happening. All of it feeling like some wild dream.

You bring your hand to Eddie’s head, holding him close as he swirls his tongue around your hardened nipple. His brown eyes lock onto you just as he bites down making your mouth drop open.

He smirks, seeing your reaction, taking the soft bud in between his teeth, rolling and nipping.

Your eyes widen as Eddie moves even lower, wet kisses across your skin, continuing his trail down your body. Steve slows his thrusts, watching with the same curiosity as you.

Eddie reaches your warmth, using two fingers to spread your lips. He glides his tongue into your slit, flicking rapidly across the sensitive bud as Steve begins to roll his hips again.

“Fuck..” you moan breathlessly as Eddie’s lips lock down on your clit, tugging gently as Steve rocks into you.

You struggle to remain still, the feeling of both of them almost too much. But you didn’t want to move. You didn’t want it to end. Eddie lifts his head slightly, lips still brushing across your dripping slit.

“Let’s make her cum, Steve. I wanna taste her. All of her.” he mumbles, his voice sending vibrations across your pussy. He kisses your clit one time before pulling away, making you whimper pathetically.

“We’re gonna take care of you, sweetheart. Don’t worry.” He hums as his lips are replaced with two of his fingers. He begins to swipe across your clit rapidly just as Steve picks up speed, fucking you harder.

Your back arches and Steve hooks your leg around his hip, driving even deeper as Eddie’s fingers continue torturing your sensitive nub.

“Too much..” you whimper. This is normally where Steve would stop, but Eddie doesn’t, his fingers keep their rhythm, sweeping across your throbbing clit.

“Hmm.. you can take it, sweetheart.” Eddie hums, watching your face carefully.

“I feel- I feel like..” your mind is a jumbled mess as you feel a familiar yet different sensation building fast. Steve rolls his hips perfectly, his cock ramming into your soft spot as Eddie speeds up his fingers even more.

“Let go, baby. Let it all go.” Eddie instructs in a low tone.

“Ho-Holy fuck!” you squeal, hands grasping at the sheets as stars cloud your vision.

“Fuck, baby. Oh my god.” Steve moans, watching in awe as you squirt all over his cock.

“Good fucking girl… I knew you had it in you.” Eddie mumbles lustfully, fingers still playing with your pussy as you soak the sheets beneath you.

Steve doesn’t stop, face full of surprise and pleasure as your body trembles wildly beneath him.

“I didn’t know you could do that.” Steve breathes.

“Keep going, Steve.” Eddie burns as you shake your head rapidly.

“I- I can’t.” you gasp, tears filling your eyes from the pleasure.

Steve’s eyes darken slightly as he leans over you. “You can take it, angel.” he repeats his own version of Eddie's words with a confidence you’ve never seen before, making your eyes roll into your head.

“Harder, Steve!” you surprise yourself with your cry for more, your body already feeling like jello.

“She’s a filthy little thing, Stevie. Look at the mess she’s making.” Eddie chuckles as Steve pounds into you relentlessly.

“So filthy.. s-so fucking hot..” Steve mumbles in between his moans as he plunges into your drenched pussy.

“Slow down, Steve.” Eddie orders and Steve leans back, taking his time with each thrust, watching as he enters you.

Eddie’s tongue meets your stomach, dipping lower, finding your warmth again. His lips glide across Steve’s dick as Steve continues to fuck you slowly. Eddie catches your cum on his tongue as he flattens it against Steve’s length.

“Shit..” Steve breathes. Eddie keeps his tongue in place causing it to glide across the top of Steve’s cock with every stroke.

“I- Eddie..” Steve releases his name with a moan making Eddie smirk as he removes his tongue. Steve pulls out, his cock slick with your cum and you both watch in awe as Eddie takes Steve in his hand.

“O-oh my god…” Steve chokes out, watching carefully as Eddie takes his tip in his mouth.

“Shit… holy shit.” Steve pants, tentatively bringing his hand to Eddie’s brown curls.

Your eyes flick back and forth between Steve’s face and Eddie’s. Steve is struggling to keep his eyes open as Eddie’s lips bob up and down on your boyfriend's cock.

Jesus Christ.

Eddie pulls off slowly cleaning Steve’s dick of your cum eliciting the smallest whimper from Steve.

“Lay down, Steve.” Eddie whispers and Steve nods quickly, laying back on the bed. Eddie turns to look at you, giving you a little ‘come here’ motion.

You come to kneel next to him and he grips your chin, pulling your face close to his. His lips brush yours as he speaks. “That pussy tastes good, sweetheart. I’m gonna make you cum all over my tongue...” He trails off, his voice low and husky.

Fuck.

Eddie presses his lips to yours and you moan timidly and you can feel him smile against your lips.

“But first…You're gonna help me.” Eddie asks, nodding toward Steve’s hard cock.

“Yes sir.”

Part three 🖤

Tag list: @gracieluvthemoon @paleidiot @munsonsblunt

[succubusvalentine]

Just thinking about Eddie and Steve eating you out together when they found out you hadn't ever experienced it.

The two boys had argued relentlessly over who got to taste you first, before you had enough and told them to just both do it.

And now you were on your bed, head thrown back, as you gripped both of their heads.

Eddie swirling his tongue piercing around your clit as Steve shoves his tongue into your wet heat.

They wouldn't stop after you have come though. No, they'd make it a competition. One that didn't make any sense since both of their tongues were hurtling you towards a fifth orgasm.

Steve clearly thought it was his tongue sending you over the edge again and again, were as Eddie thought he was the one making you crumble.

But you didn't care anymore, all you could think, hear, see, and feel was their tongues making you feel like you were on cloud 9

[astrangerworldandaloverofthings]

Nationals Disaster

Cp. 1 of the "Olympic Hopeful" Series

Warnings: sports injury, light cursing

Pairings: (Eventual) FigureSkater! Steve Harrington x Y/n x HockeyPlayer! Eddie Munson

Summary: An incident at Nationals costs Y/n more than the gold medal, but thankfully someone familiar is in her hometown.

Inspo Credits: Spinning Out (Netflix), being a figure skater myself, Stranger Things.

Word count: 2.7k

AN: This is the first chapter of the "Olympic Hopeful" series. It's a bit of a slow burn, so no romance yet. Find the rest of the chapters here:

Masterlist / Cp. 1 /

After they lost at sectionals, Crissy Cunningham, Steve’s pairs partner for the last 3 years left for what she called “better opportunities”. Which left Steve Harrington without a partner as he and his coach sit in the bleachers at Nationals, watching instead of competing. 

“You’re gonna find a new partner, honey. Chrissy wasn’t a good match anyway. She never did good twizzles.” His coach leans over to say, a handful of popcorn already in her mouth. Steve only sighs, not willing to talk about it right now. Thankfully, the zamboni just got off the ice and the next warm up group skates out, distracting them both. A bunch of names nobody seems to care about get announced, then the team favored to win gold skates out. 

With her beautiful hair in a perfect pressed bun, their outfits jeweled to high heavens, the blue color perfectly complementing her skin… It’s none other than Y/n Harker and her partner Maxim Rotschev. 

Steve can’t help but imagine he was her partner instead. Just as he’s imagining he was the one on the ice practicing lifts with her, his coach leans over, reminding him why they’re here. “You see Yelena McCarschik over there?”

Steve begrudgingly takes his eyes off of Y/n and Maxim to look at the blonde girl in the purple dress his coach is not-so-subtly pointing at. He doesn’t even need to give his coach a half-hearted response before she continues. 

“I heard from her coach that she’s not going to be skating with Michael again next year. You should talk to her, she has all her triples.” Right. And just like that he’s brought back to earth, remembering he has to find a new partner for next season. “Yeah, I’ll talk to her.” Steve sighs, turning his attention back to Y/n and Maxim. He watches them set up for a jump pass, watching as they do side-by-side triple flip double toe combos before skating over to their coach. 

Steve’s coach pats him on the back as she catches him watching the pair. “They’re going to the Olympics this year, honey. No use dreaming of partnering with her.” As she says that, Steve can’t help but feel a crushing sting in his chest when he realizes he’ll never get that.

He can’t think about anything else besides the burning disappointment in his chest, this unrelenting emotional pain that he holds down as to not cry in the middle of the stands. He fully dissociates thinking about the pain until his coach nudges his side when the warm-ups are over and the first team is skating out to their starting position, and it’s none other than Y/n and Maxim. 

And as their program starts, he gets the same crushing feeling. But this time Steve shakes it off in order to enjoy watching the skating. When he recognizes their music is from the ballet of Romeo and Juliet, it stabs another burning pain into his heart. He doesn’t know immediately why that song makes it sting so much worse, he just knows it hurts. 

Their perfect level four twizzles don’t make the burning pain go away either. Even if he did manage to find a partner for next year, how is he ever going to beat their precision timing. Perfectly in-synch triples. He watches their set up, and he knows the throw triple twist is coming. He closes his eyes for just a second, imagining he’s the one getting to throw her in the air. Then the room fills with gasps, the music cuts off, and his eyes shoot open. 

He dropped her. Or rather, Maxim Rotschev had dropped Y/n Harker.

“Shit.” The word leaves his mouth as him and the rest of the crowd surge to their feet. “She’s not getting up. Why is she not getting up?!” The paramedics rush out onto the ice and he sees the tears streaming down her face. Steve doesn’t know why he’s moving, but suddenly he’s running down the stairs of the stands, making it all the way to the door to get off the ice with his competitor pass still on, before security stops him. 

Tears are streaming down her face as the paramedics carry her out on the stretcher. Again, Steve has no idea what gives him the confidence to yell to her over the noise, “Are you okay?”

She looks up, searching for the source of the sound and locking eyes with him. She looks angry as she snaps back “My arm’s broken, you think I’m fucking okay?!” 

He can’t help but laugh at the stupidity of his own question, taking a few more steps alongside the paramedics carrying her out. “Do you know this guy?” One of them whispers pointedly at her. She turns her head back to him. “No. Who the hell are you?” 

Steve smiles, his regular charm returning to him. “I’m Steve Harrington. Huge fan. I’m actually also a pairs skater…. We competed against each other at sectionals?” 

“Look, I clearly can’t sign an autograph right now. So do me a favor and get out of the way.” She groans, holding up her clearly broken arm. 

With that, the medics push past him taking her to the ambulance. It’s another minute later when Steve feels a hand on his shoulder. At first assuming it’s security, he cautiously turns around to find his coach, her glasses pulled off. “Well this just got interesting.”

…..

It’s a week later when Eddie was wiping down the tables at Benny’s. The small tv in the corner flashes sports news and Eddie glances up when he sees skating clips playing. The headline “Nationals Tragedy” flashes across the bottom of the screen as the clip of Y/n Harker being dropped by Maxim Rotschev plays. Benny audibly winces as he watches the clip. 

“Aren’t you glad they give you pads for Hockey, boy?” Benny asks. Eddie looks back at Benny through the window opening to the kitchen, having not realized he was also watching. 

“Yeah. And they don’t even throw me in the air.” Eddie concurs, turning back to wiping down the tables. 

….

Y/n sits on her living room couch, surrounded by packed bags. Her mother, pulling the phone cord with her into the living room, calls out to her “Poppi and Omi said they’ll be here in 20 minutes! They had to stop one more time for gas.” 

Y/n groans, waving her mom off. She instead turns back to the magazine in her hand, where she should have been on the cover winning gold, instead she’s on page 5 in an article titled “Nationals Tragedy.” 

Her mom finishes the phone call in the kitchen before coming back in a few minutes later. “I think a break will be good for you. You know, you’ve been so focused on skating for so long. You’ll finally get a chance to live a normal life.” 

Another groan leaves Y/n’s lips, rolling her eyes.  “I’ve been so focused on skating because I actually had a chance at the Olympics this year. And now I have a broken arm and no partner.” 

Her mother tuts disapprovingly, “And it was so rude of Maxim to abandon you in your time of need.” 

“It’s all part of the contract, mom. He has every right to leave if I can't compete.” Y/n grumbles, she would have crossed her arms, but the tight cast stops her from moving her right arm in that way. 

Her mother chooses to keep the peace by changing topics. “Do you have everything you’ll need to stay with Omi and Poppi for the next few months?” Her eyes skeptically scanning the packed bags surrounding her daughter. “They live six hours away, so it won’t exactly be easy for me to bring anything you forgot down to you.” Her mom adds.

“I’m fine, mom. Really. I’m sure I got it all.”  She sighs, laying back in to the couch. She hears the distinct tutting of her mom’s lips as her mother adds another bag to the pile. 

“If you’ve got everything, why was your skating bag still in the closet?” Her mother practically sings.

“Mom, I can’t skate for another 4 weeks. And even then what’s the point?” She holds up her arm that’s wrapped in a cast for emphasis.

“And in 4 weeks when you can, who knows? Maybe you’ll be over this attitude by then and want to skate for fun. And you’ll give your ol’ mom a call about how thankful you are I sent your skates down with you.” Her mom theorizes, adding her skating bag to the pile regardless. 

…

Six hours in the car with her grandparents later and they pull past the “Welcome to Hawkins Indiana” Sign. Y/n sighs, leaning on her good arm as she looks out the window. 

“It’s been a long time since you visited. I’m sure everything looks different.” Her Grandma, or as they call her, Omi, notes. 

“It’s only been like four years, Omi. It’s really not that different. Honestly It’s like this town never changes.” Her grandparents groan at her response. 

“I’m sure plenty has changed.” Her Poppi adds. “I mean you almost never bring your skates when you visit, so I’m sure you haven’t been to the rink here in over… well ten years…” Her grandfather ponders with uncertainty about the timeline.

“It’s not like that matters now.” She snaps gruffly at the cruel reminder of her injury.

They all sit in a stiff silence as her grandparents hear the bitter spite in her tone, the air growing thick with tension, so much so that Poppi rolls the windows down. 

When they pull in to the driveway, Y/n slings a single bag over her good shoulder, knowing she can’t lift much of anything with her other arm in a cast. As her grandparents realize that, like it or not, she won’t be much help with unloading the car, they decide to send her off. Her grandfather slips her a twenty dollar bill as he takes the bag off her shoulder.

“Looks like you need some cheering up, Kid. Why don’t you walk over to the mall and get yourself a milkshake.” Usually she would protest that she needs to stick to her diet for training. But with the olympics out the window and a return to training weeks, if not months, away…. A milkshake sounds really good.

“Are you sure?” She gives a small curious smile, looking between her grandparents and their rather full volkswagon. Her grandfather doesn’t miss the look on her face of wanting to help, patting her on the shoulder.

“Sorry honey, you’re not lifting even if you want to. Go get some ice cream. You still know how to get there?”

She chuckles and nods, a real smile crossing her face as she trots down the driveway. “Yeah. I’ll be back in an hour!”

…

When she walks into the Scoops Ahoy! At 7pm on a Tuesday, the customer base is a sorry sight. Only one set of preteens sitting in a corner booth sharing a boat shaped sunday. She sighs, walking up to the counter and rings the bell to get the worker’s attention.  

A boy with a familiar face walks out of the back room, but she can’t quite place where she knows him from. Her lack of recognition usually wouldn’t be a problem, but when the guy in his sailor uniform and paper hat walks out, he instantly breaks into a large smile and points two finger guns at her, like you would to a friend you haven’t seen in a long while.

“Oh my god, Y/n Harker! It’s good to see you. What brings you to Hawkins?” The guy starts, her eyes narrowing as she tries to place his face. 

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” She says as kindly as she can, a phase she’s had to get used to with her success in the skating community. Clearly though, that answer was not satisfactory for this ice cream shop associate as he stifles a frown and goes a bit red in the cheeks.

“I’m Steve Harrington? We competed against each other at Sectionals? Then I…”

Before he can finish a look of recognition crosses her face. “Oh my god! You’re the guy from nationals! That rushed the bleachers when I fell?” But this only makes him blush more.

“Yeah…. Yeah, that was me. How are you doing by the way?” He bashfully answers.

She nods, holding up her arm cast. “Broke my arm. But thankfully nothing more serious than that.” 

Steve winces at the thought, picking up the ice cream scooper and absent mindedly spinning it between his fingers. “How long is that going to keep you off the ice?” His question instantly making her smile fall. “At least 6 weeks.” Steve gestures to the ice cream, silently asking which flavor to start scooping while they keep talking. She points to the chocolate, and he starts pulling scoops into a cup as he speaks. 

“So no olympics then?” Which only elicits a sad nod from her. He tries to perk her back up, seeing the sadness in her eyes. “Well there’s always next season. You’ll have your 6 week break, then when you get back on the ice I’m sure you’ll be as good as ever.”

She drags her feet as they walk over to the register. “Doesn’t matter, I don’t have a partner to go back to anyway.” The cash register drawer slides open the same way Steve’s jaw does. A dry bitter “What?!” leaving his agape lips. 

She sighs, having already gotten similar reactions from her friends back home. “Yeah, he won’t be able to take someone else to the Olympics, but if he finds someone fast enough he can use our rank to still go to Worlds or the Grand Prix with a different partner.” She explains, giving a sad half smile at the reality of her situation. 

Steve scoffs, closing the cash register drawer as quickly as he had opened it, handing her the scooped ice cream without taking the cash from her hand. “This one’s on the house.” 

She blushes, timidly retracting her hand with a cash and licking the top of the ice cream cone. “Are you sure?” 

Steve breaks out in a wide smile, leaning over on his elbows on the counter. “Positive. It’s not every day we get a celebrity in Hawkins.” His answer eliciting a small chuckle from her.

“I’m not sure I quite count as a celebrity… but thanks.” She knows now would be the natural point in the conversation to turn and walk out, but her feet don’t move. Steve seems to notice the hesitation to leave too, gesturing towards one of the many unoccupied booths. 

“If you had the time…. I would love to pick your brain about Pairs skating stuff?” He offers up his company, taking an experimental step to come around the counter. She bites her lip, considering this for a minute, before nodding with a small “yeah.” 

“Are you sure they don’t need you behind the counter?” She asks as they slide into the booth. He looks at her skeptically, giving the whole store a once over. “To serve what customers?” 

He smiles as this gets a small laugh out of her. “Alright, fair enough. What burning questions did you want to pick my brain about?” 

Neither of them even notice when over an hour has passed, her ice cream cone fully devoured, and they’re the only one’s left in the mall, let alone the store. Finally, feeling comfortable enough with her now, Steve asks the question that’s really been on his mind this whole time. 

“What does the road forward look like for you? Are you gonna skate solo? Find a new partner?” She looks a bit downtrodden from the question but answers honestly.

“I don’t know. My mom thinks this might be the perfect time to retreat into an early retirement from professional skating….”

“No! You can’t do that. Not over one broken arm…” 

“I don’t know how to give up on skating, especially when I was so close to the dream. But I don’t know how to move on without being the face of ‘Nationals Tragedy’ either.” 

“Well…. If there’s ever a town for starting over…. Hawkins is next to none.” 

[darlingsfandom]

Your reading glasses make both Steve and Eddie feel hot

You had been curled up on the couch flipping through your copy of The Great Gatsby with a blanket over your lap and coffee on the coaster.

Steve and Eddie were at work. Steve got home before Eddie and found you looking so peaceful. The room was quiet other than the sound of your fan blowing on high. He walked up to you and smiled as he pulled your book down a little so you would look up and when you did, he heart sped up.

"Hi sweetie!" He sat down next to you. Steve leaned in and gave you peppered kisses.

"Steve!" You giggled. As you were in the middle of laughing with Steve, Eddie came home mumbling something to himself before he heard you. Eddie took off his boots , walked over and found you sitting on Steve's lap with a big smile on your face. Steve looked over and smiled at Eddie before waving him over. Eddie stood behind you and kissed your head.

"Look at our girl Eddie!" Steve turned you around and Eddie smirked as he pushed your glasses up your nose.

"Reading again ?" He took your copy of The Great Gatsby and set it down carefully. "You always look so sexy when you have your reading glasses on!" Eddie kissed you hard before pushing you back into Steve so that Steve could wrap his arms around you from behind.

"It's true baby, always look so hot!!" Steve kissed your cheek before his hands ran up under your shirt. Eddie watched as he palmed himself through his dirty jumpsuit. Steve lifted your shirt over your head carefully to expose your tits to the cool air and they instantly hardened. Steve played with your nipples while Eddie pulled his cock out of his suit and grabbed your hand.

"Touch it, it's all yours!" You smiled at him before wrapping your hand around his cock while you swayed your hips against Steve's lap to feel his boner poking your ass. Eddie and Steve both moaned as you pleasured them in different ways. Steve's hands lifted your hips so he could slide out from under you. He stood next to Eddie and pulled out his own cock.

You got down on your knees in front of them and wrapped your other hand around Steves cock.

"So pretty baby" Steve gasped when you squeezed his cock. You giggled a little bit before looking up at Eddie and wrapped your lips around his cock which made him gasp in surprise. His hands found the back of your head and pressed your head all the way down his cock until you were nose deep in his sweaty pubes. Your hand squeezed steves cock harder as Eddie held your head down on his cock.

"God damn!" Eddie moaned out as you pulled away with a loud gasp and string of spit hanging from your lips. You looked at Steve with soft eyes before you deep throated his cock.

"Fuck! You're a good little cock sucker!" Steve's fingers tangled in your hair as he trusted down your throat. Eddie pulled you back from Steve's cock and shoved his own down your throat. Steve whined before he took you back. The boys went back and forth shoving their cocks in your mouth. You were a drooly mess. Spit drooled down your chin , down your breasts and Steve used it to coat your nipples while you were sucking Eddie's cock.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" Eddie pulled his cock from your mouth and aimed his cock before he came against your glasses. You giggled at him before licking the tip of his sensitive tip. Steve pulled you back over so he could cum against your glasses but his load was a bit bigger and covered your glasses as well as your nose.

"So pretty !" Steve stroked your cheek as they pulled you onto your feet. "Now it's your turn for pleasure." Steve picked you up and Eddie followed behind the two of you into the bedroom where you three shared each other .

[demons2003]

My Boys (Chapter 60)

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Y/n's pov

As we pull up near the Wheeler's house, Robin grabs onto my arms. I look at her confused but she silently pleads with me to stay in the car with her. "Hey, why don't you all go ahead without us? We'll meet you inside," I tell Dustin. He looks confused but nods his head, getting out of the car and heading over to the rest of the group. I watch as Dustin walks over to them but instead of heading inside he jumps into Nancy's car. Guess they're waiting for us. "Please tell me I'm wrong. I need you to tell me I'm wrong," Robin asks, looking over at the group as well. I exhale a breath and say, "In order to do that, I need to know what you're thinking." Robin looks over at me and almost yells, "Tell me you aren't under the curse." I sigh and say, "I've been having really bad headaches for months. I've been having nosebleeds for about a month now too. I've always had nightmares. So, Robin, I can't really say."

I look over to Robin to find her silently crying next to me. "Rob," I whisper and cup her face in my hands. She tries to get out of my hands but I pull her back. "My symptoms have been going on much longer than everyone else. I'm sure I'll be ok," I try to reassure her but she doesn't look convinced. I sigh again and promise, "If I'm wrong, I'll do whatever you want me to for a whole year. Whether that be what I wear, where I go or who I go out with. I promise I am not under this curse." Robin lets out a breath but nods her head. "Why don't you go to the others, I'll meet you there," I tell her, needing a second to breathe on my own. Robin nods and gets out of the car, walking over to everyone else. I watch as everyone gets out of the car and she runs into Steve's arms, everyone looking confused. I take another breath and get out of the car, really wanting to scream but knowing we need to focus on Max instead of believing that I may be also under the same thing.

As I move over to the group they all give me confused and worried looks. I shake my head and walk over to Steve and Robin. I wrap an arm around them and ask the group, "So, are we going in or what?" Nancy nods but the other three still have the same looks on their faces. I smile at them and we all quietly make our way into the Wheeler's basement, ready for a stressful and restless night. 

Next Morning

When we all get up, we start going through the articles that Nancy and Robin found while they were at the library. We were going through them to see if there was any information that could be useful to us. "Okay, be honest. Uh... Do you guys understand any of this?" Steve asks us. "No," Lucas replies while Dustin says, "Pretty straightforward." "Oh, straightforward, really?" Steve sarcastically says. "What's confusing to you?" Dustin asks him. I look over to Steve and raise a brow, smirking at him. He rolls his eyes while Dustin explains, "So far, everyone Vecna has cursed has died, except for this old Victor Creel dude Nancy found. He's the only known survivor. If anyone knows how to beat this curse, it's him." "Yeah, that's assuming he was cursed, which we don't even know," Steve fights back. "How can Vecna have existed in the '50s? It doesn't make sense," Steve whispers to himself. "As far as we know, Eleven didn't create the Upside Down. She opened a gate to it. The Upside Down has probably been around for thousands of years. Millions. I wouldn't be surprised if it predated the dinosaurs," Dustin explains further.

"Dinosaurs? How did we get to dinosaurs?" I ask but Lucas quickly asks, "Okay. Okay. But if a gate didn't exist in the '50s, how did Vecna get through?" "Oh, and how's he getting through now?" Steve adds and points at Lucas. "And why now?" Lucas further asks. "And why then? Just pops out in the '50s, kills one family, and he's like, 'I'm good'. And proof, he just disappears. Just... gone? Only to return 30 years later and start killing random teens? No, I don't buy it. Straightforward my ass," Steve explains, moving towards the chair I'm sitting on. "Honestly Henderson, a little humility now and then, it wouldn't hurt you," Steve tells Dustin, getting a sorry in return. He motions for me to stand from the chair and I quickly get up to let him sit. When he's comfortable, I sit on his lap and lay back, his arms coming around me so he can still hold the news article.

I lean my head on Steve's shoulder and read the article with him, listening in to the boys in case they need anything or come up with any new ideas or theories. "Any idea what she's writing," I hear Dustin ask, probably looking over at Max. While the rest of us have been looking through the news articles, Max has been on the table franticly writing things. Hopefully not goodbye letters. Steve hears the questions and shifts a little to look back at her. "Did she sleep?" Dustin asks us. "I mean, would you?" Lucas asks back. I shake my head and lean against Steve's.

The door to the basement opens and Steve moves to see who's coming down. Nancy and Robin come running down the stairs, Nancy telling us, "Okay, so... we have a plan." They hand us all a folder and both of them sit down where they can. I look at the folder with Steve while Robin says, "Thanks to Nancy's newspaper minions, we are now rock star psychology students at the University of Notre Dame." "I'm now Ruth." Nancy tells us and Robin follows with, "And I'm now Rose." "Ruth?" Steve asks Nancy in disbelief and gets a nod from her. "Nice GPA," Dustin tells Nancy. "Thanks. So we called Pennhurst Asylum, told them we'd like to speak with Victor Creel, for a thesis we're co-writing on paranoid schizophrenics..." Nancy continues to explain the plan. "To which they said no," Robin says. I look confused at them both but Nancy continues with, "But we landed a three o'clock with the director." I nod and Robin explains, "Now all we have to do is charm him and convince him to let us talk to Victor." "And then maybe we can rid Max of this curse," Nancy mumbles, looking over at Max.

"Yeah, about that. We've been doing our Victor Creel homework, and uh... we got some questions," Steve tells the girls. "Lots of questions," Lucas adds. "So do we. Hopefully, Victor has the answers," Nancy replies. "Wait... Wait... Wait a second. Uh... Where's mine and Y/n's?" Steve asks, looking around in case they were somewhere else. Nancy gives him a weird look before saying, "You guys are looking after the kids." Steve looks annoyed at her before she stands to announce, "Robin and I need to go upstairs to get ready." She grabs Robin's arm and pulls her to stand. Steve groans and pushes me off of him, running after them while Robin slips her arm from Nancy's hold to help me. That was rude of Steve. I quickly get my balance and run up the stairs after Nancy and Steve, Robin right behind me. "Nancy, you're outta your mind if you think I'm babysitting again," I hear Steve snap.

I round the corner and look through the door of Nancy's room to Steve and Nancy in the corner arguing. "Ok, first of all, they're not babies anymore. And Max is in real danger. She needs people around her," Nancy snaps back. "I know. But why does it always have to be me?" He asks. "Oh my God, you have a Tom Cruise poster," Robin excitedly says when she enters, walking right over to it. "You have a Tom Cruise poster," Robin says in a suggestive way. "That's old. It's just..." Nancy tells her but Robin laughs and bends down near the bedside table. "Can you please not touch anything?" Nancy snaps at Robin. I glare at her while Steve argues, "I can't do anything here, Nance. I maybe can be helpful with this asylum director dude. I don't know. I could turn on my... my charm." I roll my eyes and walk over to Robin. "Not the charm they're gonna need Stevie," I tell him, not looking over as he whispers, "Ouch." "She's right. I did a little digging last night, and it turns out this Dr Hatch is a distinguished fellow of the American Psychiatric Association and a Harvard visiting scholar, okay?" Nancy tries to convince Steve.

I sit down on Nancy's bed while I watch Robin slowly look through all of her stuff, mesmerized by almost everything. She's really cute when she's like this. "This is a lifelong student of the world. If we're gonna win him over, we're gonna have to convince him we are too. That, like him... we are true academic scholars," Nancy continues. "Holy shit. There's a little ballerina in here," Robin whispers, showing me and Steve. I smile at her while Steve argues, "Academic scholar? She's giving you an academic scholar vibe? Yeah." I glare at him while Robin softly slams the box closed. "No, but..." Nancy agrees. I turn to see what she's gonna say next and she holds up a dress. "She will," Nancy finishes. "Oh, please, tell me you're joking," Robin complains. I laugh and look back at her smirking. "So glad I'm not going now." She glares at me and stares back at the dress. "Come on, you'll look so pretty," I say. She groans and walks over to Nancy, snatching the dress. I laugh at her while she walks out of the room to get changes. I stand and grab Steve's arm. "Let Nancy get dressed," I snap and drag him out of the room.

We're halfway down the stairs when Steve turns me around. "What's up with you?" He asks me, moving closer. I talk a step back and ask, "Is being with me and the kids that bad?" He looks shocked at me and shakes his head. "Of course not. You know I love hanging out with you," He whispers, stepping closer and putting a hand on my cheek. I pull my face away and say, "But the last two times you've been stuck with me you've tried to get out of it," I snap, hating the jealousy slowly filling me. Steve looks at me sadly and sighs. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that," He whispers. "Do you still like Nancy?" I blurt out, knowing it could just make everything worse. Steve looks shocked at me before cupping my face and franticly shaking his head. "No baby. I really don't. I only love you," He whispers, pulling me a little closer. "I know it's probably looked like that, but I promise you, I've only been nervous about my friend, nothing else." I nod and lean up to give Steve a kiss but before I can Nancy's door and the bathroom door opens.

I spring away from Steve and look at them both. I smile at Robin and say, "You do look pretty in that dress." She blushes at me but rolls her eyes. Nancy walks over and hands her a pair of shoes. "Wear these too. It'll work better than what you have," Nancy says, giving Robin a pair of heels. Robin groans again and says, "I'll change them in the car, I'll break an ankle before then." Nancy nods at her and they both start walking towards Steve and I. "What are you two doing in the stairwell anyway?" Nancy asks us, pushing Steve to move. I walk down as well as Steve says, "We were waiting for you two." We get to the front door and I pull Robin into a hug. "Be careful," I whisper and lean back, keeping her at arm's length. She nods and looks back at Nancy. "Ready to go?" Nancy asks her, clearly annoyed about something. Robin nods and they both start the journey to the Asylum. I turn back to Steve and he smiles, grabbing my hand and pulling me into a quick kiss before taking me down to the basement.

[sleepy-baby19]

Ok tumblr do your thing. I’ve been searching far and wide for a steddie x reader fic that I read I think last year. It was Eddie and reader giving Steve a bj behind the counter at Family Video, and then someone walks in, it might of been one of the kids, I can’t really remember. I’m in a steddie mood and this was one of my favorites. I’ve searched AO3 incase it was on there but I don’t find it 😢

[moonstruckme]

So, I know you don't commonly really write for steddie, and you don't have to write this if you don't wanna. But what about Like, reader graduates hawkins high and goes of to college (eddie is probably still held back for his last year???) And when she left she was more on the quite side, soft color pallet, kinda stariotypical pastel sunshine character. And she comes back for the summer and she's like, more punk-ish??? Like a few more piercings, and same kinda quite personality but kinda different aesthetic?

I think you could do something similar with poly!marauders as well, where same thing happens but it's over the summer between years?

Idk, you dont even have to write it, I just have a stupid soft spot for this weird trope/character arc. Make sure to take care of yourself and have a lovely day!!!!!

I'm happy to write for any characters on my list, thanks for requesting gorgeous! Hope you're having a lovely day and taking care of yourself as well <3

Steddie x fem!reader ♡ 637 words

Steve and Eddie are scanning the crowd for you up until the very moment you come up to them. Even then, it takes Eddie a second to recognize you. 

“Hey,” you say, tentative. 

“Hey,” Steve says, stepping forward. “Shit, honey, come here.” 

You grin, some of the apprehension easing from your features as you hug him. 

“Shit,” Eddie agrees, wrapping his arms around the both of you. “Almost didn’t recognize you, sunshine.” 

Sunshine might not even be the best nickname for you now. When you’d left for college last fall, you’d looked like the rainbow had befriended you personally. All pastels, colorful sweaters and flowy little skirts. Now, it’s like you’ve been plucked from a graphic novel. Your clothes are dark down to the shoes, with ripped black tights under your shorts and lace-up combat boots that, frankly, Eddie thinks might get a little hot in the Indiana summer. He wonders if you’d be amenable to him calling you his little bat. Or witchling, maybe? He’ll have to workshop it. 

“You look so different.” Steve sounds positively flabbergasted, stepping back to take you in more fully. “I mean, not a bad different, I just—wow, it’s really…” Eddie snickers. In his opinion, you look far less like someone Steve Harrington would ordinarily date (the girl next door, preppy style, Nancy Wheeler clone) and more like someone he would (cool as fuck). Luckily for you, they both love you down to your ooey gooey core no matter how you present yourself. 

“It’s a new look, babe, and it’s fucking sick,” Eddie summarizes. “Is this what college does to people? Maybe I should come visit.” 

You roll your eyes at him, flushing faintly. Another pro of your new style: the pink of your face stands out ever-so-much-more brilliantly against your new dark palate. 

“I’m serious, sweetheart,” Eddie goes on, delighting in watching your color change. “I need you to start coming to my shows so we can lure in your crowd. You’re too fucking cool for us now.” 

Your shoulders start to come up around your ears, but Steve saves you, tucking you under his arm with a kiss to the top of your head. “She was always too cool for us,” he says. It’s the truth, and Eddie sends you a wink to make sure you know he knows it. “You look amazing, really. God, we’ve missed you so—is that a tattoo?”

Eddie all but lunges for you. “Where?” 

“Here,” Steve says, stretching the collar of your shirt over your shoulder, where an inky design sits starkly against your skin. “Shit, this is so cool.” Eddie jostles for space, head squishing between yours and Steve’s to get a better look. “It really works for you.” 

You smile bashfully. “Thanks.” 

“Fuck me,” Eddie breathes, and you shiver pleasantly as his breath his your shoulder. “Actually, if I can get us to Steve’s in five minutes, would you top me right now? This is too fucking hot—oh, don’t look at me like that, Stevie boy. You know you like it too.” 

“I do,” Steve says, giving Eddie a look that’s probably aiming for stern but only hitting fond as he tries to coax your face from his chest. “It looks great honey, when did you get this?”

Your voice is characteristically quiet, but a bit proud, when you say, “That one’s from a couple months ago. I got my first last November, though.”

“Your first?” Eddie’s gobsmacked. “How many are there? Wait, no, don’t tell me.” He grabs you by the legs, hoisting you over his shoulder. “I wanna find ‘em.” 

“Eds, put me down!” You hiss in his ear, but your words are undercut by giggles. “Steve!”

“Sorry, but I’m kinda on board with this one,” Steve says with an apologetic shrug in your direction. He tosses Eddie the keys. 

[thorfemmes]

Hi friends!

Surprise! I'm alive!

This last semester really put me through the wringer so I haven't had time to write or update Now in Technicolor, but now I'm on my break and will hopefully have more opportunities and free time! I'm hoping to have an update for NiT sometime this week, and possibly some standalone imagines if y'all are interested 👀. Please let me know if you want to be added to any of my taglists (if you aren't on there already!), and I'll see you guys on the flip side!

[loserboysandlithium]

Cashmere and Cigarettes (Steddiexreader) Part one:

⚠️Explicit sexual content. Minors DNI⚠️

Summary: Steve Harrington. Your soulmate. The love of your life. You know you were meant to be. But sometimes you wondered if there was something else or someone else on his mind.

You know Steve loves you but you've seen the way he looks at him. Lustful eyes, a bit of confusion on his pretty face, sneaking glances when he thinks no one is looking.

Eyes for the one and only Eddie Munson. Bad boy with a heart of gold. Dark and charming. A bit mysterious. Flirty comments always aimed at you and Steve, causing you both to blush.

It was something you thought about often. The two of them together. All of you together.

Am I crazy? Or would Steve be into it? Just one night. One night of no limits. No boundaries. No secrets.

One night of pure ecstasy for all of you…

********

“You smell so good.” you moan, burying your face in Steve’s neck.

“It’s the cologne you got me for my birthday, you like?”

“Mmm…I love.. can’t you just skip work today?” you mumble into the crook of his neck as his arms wrap around you, holding you close.

“I wish I could, sweetheart.” he sighs, kissing the top of your head.

“Just one day?” you lean back, looking up into his pretty eyes, a pout placed on your lips.

He smiles warmly, before leaning in, bringing his lips to yours. His lips move softly against yours, his kiss tender and strong.

You pull away after a moment, moving to kiss his neck as your fingers run down the soft fabric of his cream colored sweater, stopping once you reach the hem of his jeans.

You run your fingernail along his zipper playfully, listening to the sound of your nail scraping against the metal grooves.

“Oh.” his eyes widen in realization, a big grin spreading across his face.

“I’m sure I can be a little late..” he continues, a soft moan coming from his lips as you grope him through his jeans.

“Yeah, baby?” you purr, dropping to your knees in front of him.

“Oh yeah.” he chuckles lustfully.

“Mmm… you’re so hot.” you praise him, slowly unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down to his ankles. Your knees land on the hard tile as you take him in your hand, slowly stroking him.

“Oh fuck.” Steve breathes as you flick your tongue across his head, tasting his precum before wrapping your lips around his swollen tip. You keep your eyes on him as you suck gently making him whimper.

You take him a little deeper, pulling a desperate moan from him as you suck back to his tip. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing up and down on his hard cock as his hand rests lightly on your head.

“I want you.” he groans suddenly, making you pause.

“Now?” you smirk, trailing your tongue down the side of his length once more.

“Wanna be inside you, baby.” he mumbles, reaching down for you. You stand up wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him hard on the lips.

You giggle as he scoops you up, carrying you down the hall to your room where he lays you gently on the bed. Clothes fly across the room as you both undress, and then he’s on top of you. The familiar warmth of his body making you feel safe. His lips capture yours in a heated kiss as your legs spread and he settles in between them.

“Fuck me, Steve.” you pant into the kiss just as you feel his thick cock pressed against your entrance. Your mouth drops open with a needy moan as you feel the delicious stretch.

“Steve.. oh my god.” you cry loudly, clinging to his back as he enters you fully.

“I love hearing you moan my name, y/n.” he hums in your ear, his strokes slow and steady, each thrust of his hips allowing him to reach deep inside.

“You’re so big, Steve.” you whimper lightly, hooking your arms under his, your hands pawing at his back.

“I love you.” he breathes as his hand grips your thigh tightly, his fingers digging into your skin as your legs wrap firmly around his waist.

“I love you, baby.” you exhale as he rolls his hips, pumping into you fiercely, his lips lock onto your neck, sucking harshly.

“You feel so good, Steve.” you whisper, your head falling back giving him more access to your neck as he sucks and nips at your soft skin.

“You’re so perfect, angel. So good for me. F-feels so good.” he murmurs into your neck as he drives into you.

“Right there, yes! Right there, baby.” you cry as he switches positions, hitting the perfect spot.

His lips slam into yours, his kiss swallowing every moan as he brings you closer and closer, your hips lifting to meet his every thrust, your bodies grinding together wildly.

“I love you, y/n.” he moans again just as you feel your back begin to arch. “Steve! Don’t stop!” you plead as his thrusts start to get sloppy.

You hold him close with your ankles locked behind his back as you reach down, rubbing your clit.

“I-I’m so close.” you whine, swiping the sensitive bud even faster as he rolls his hips.

“Cum for me, y/n.” he pants against your lips, his hip bones slamming into yours. Your eyes squeeze shut as you let go fully, moaning his name as your muscles clamp down around his cock.

“Mmm… there we go, honey. You look so pretty when you cum. So fucking pretty.” Steve whispers, as your pussy flutters around his member. He keeps his lips attached to yours as he starts rapidly thrusting, his release only moments away.

Your slick coats his cock creating a filthy noise as he glides in and out. He moans into your kiss as his hips jerk and you feel his warm cum fill you. He rocks into you slowly, his lips sucking on yours as he comes down from his high.

“Shit, baby.” Steve mumbles, moving to kiss your neck.

“I love you, Steve.” you pant breathlessly, savoring the feeling of him buried deep.

Sex with Steve was always great. But sometimes it felt like there was something missing. He never left you unsatisfied but it was a pretty routine act on how to get you there.

You knew his positions before he switched you. You knew where his hand would go next, where his lips would land, and it always felt amazing. But a part of you wanted more. You craved something a little different. Something new. And you knew he did too.

Just say it.

“I wanted to ask you something.” you start softly, running your fingers through his soft brown hair as he lays his head on your chest. He hums in response, tilting his head to look up at you.

“Would you ever… do you want.. do you ever think about fucking Eddie?” Shit.

Steve sits up suddenly, his eyes widening, cheeks blushing a bright red, giving you your answer already.

“Munson? What? N-No.. do you?” he blurts out, his eyes searching your face carefully.

“Sometimes I think about all of us… together.” your words come out so soft you’re not sure if he heard you or not. He sits back on the bed, leaning against your wooden bed frame. He’s silent for a while and you begin to get nervous. I fucked up. He’s upset. I never should have said anything.

“Steve, I didn’t mean to-”

“You’re not wrong, baby. I mean… sometimes, sometimes I think about that too. When I look at him sometimes I just get stuck.. like I can’t help but stare, like I want him.. But it’s weird, right? That’s not normal…” he trails off, his eyes shifting away. You move to straddle his lap, cupping his handsome face in your hands.

“He looks at you like that too. I’ve seen it.” You whisper softly and see the corner of his lip curl into a small smile.

“I love you.. you know that right? I love you so much and I don’t need anyone else but..” he pauses, meeting your eyes.

You kiss him, your lips lingering on his for a moment. “But it couldn’t hurt to try something new.” you finish for him and he nods slowly.

“This is crazy.” he laughs, resting his forehead against yours.

“Maybe we need a little crazy.”

******

Two days later:

“What the hell is that?” Steve questions, his eyes narrowing in confusion.

“Just some… supplies.” Eddie shrugs, shuffling through the black duffel bag.

After your conversation, you had both decided to ask Eddie if he’d be interested in some fun. His response was simple, “Took you guys long enough.”

“Supplies for what? Sex? You have a sex supplies bag? Now this, this is crazy.” Steve rambles, his eyes widening.

You giggle as you slip your hand into his, your fingers interlocking. The excitement of the situation making your entire body buzz.

“Do you think he’s gonna kill us?” Steve whispers loudly as Eddie pulls out a bundle of rope making your grip tighten in Steve’s hand.

This is gonna get wild.

“Don’t worry Harrington, I only sacrifice the virgins.” he looks up, giving you both a wink.

“I didn’t know what you guys were into, so I brought a little of everything.” Eddie continues, his voice casual as he sets a pair of handcuffs on the bed.

“Heh.. Eddie, what exactly is that?” Steve says nervously, leaning closer, pointing towards a small black object.

“It’s a butt plug.” Eddie grins, looking up at the two of you again.

“Right.. yeah..” Steve mumbles.

“Too much? This is too much, isn’t it?”

“A little.” “No.” You both answer at the same time. Your response makes Steve look over at you like you’re crazy.

“I just thought we could try some stuff?”

“Yeah stuff.. not that. That’s not going anywhere near my forbidden area.” Steve lowers his voice at the end.

“Doesn’t have to be you..” you trail off, your cheeks reddening.

“Oh.. oh. Yeah.. um, keep that.” Steve says hurriedly, his worried tone switching to excitement.

“Look, let’s start simple, yeah?” Eddie says, shoving his array of toys and accessories to the side. “Both of you, come here.”

You glance up at Steve, watching him nibble nervously on his bottom lip. He keeps his hand in yours as you walk toward the bed. You both sit down, looking up at Eddie as he stands in front of you.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Eddie winks down at you making your stomach flutter.

“Hi.” you whisper, giving him a soft smile. He turns his attention to Steve whose eyes are already on him.

“Is this a new sweater? I like it.” Eddie compliments, his voice is gentle when he speaks to Steve. Steve shakes his head, glancing down at his baby blue sweater.

“Have you ever been with a guy, Steve?” he asks, bringing his fingers to Steve’s chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.

“N-no.” he stammers, pink creeping across his cheeks.

“Ever kissed a guy?” Eddie presses.

Steve shakes his head lightly.

Eddie smiles softly, inching closer to Steve. His ringed hand lands on Steve’s thigh, making him inhale sharply.

“Do you want to?” Eddie whispers, his eyes locked on Steve.

Steve swallows hard before nodding his head ever so slightly. His gaze flicks over to you and you give him a soft smile scooting closer to him on the bed.

You cup his cheek, leaning in and pressing your lips to his, feeling his body relax as he melts into your kiss. You pull away after a moment, turning to face Eddie.

His brown eyes zone in on you, a small smirk on his pretty lips. Eddie leans in, closing the gap, his lips capturing yours in a gentle kiss. His free hand wanders to the back of your neck as his tongue slips into your mouth. You can’t help but moan as you taste cigarettes and weed in his kiss. He sucks your bottom lip as he pulls back, giving you just a tease.

You glance back at Steve and reach out, running your fingers through his fluffy hair, cupping the back of his neck. Your other hand drifts to Eddie’s hair and you lean back just a bit, pressing their faces closer.

You watch Eddie’s lips curl into a little smirk as he gets closer to Steve.

“What if.. what if I don’t like it?” Steve blurts out suddenly, making Eddie’s smile widen.

“Then we stop.” he replies calmly. Steve nods before taking a deep breath.

“Fuck it.” he breathes, closing the gap, slamming his lips to Eddie’s forcefully.

Oh shit.

Part two 🖤

[inmyh0rnyvillainera]

steddie fics (in progress!)

I’ve been using tumblr for literal years and I have 1000+ likes filled with fics, so this is a thoroughly organised masterlist of them all, both for my enjoyment and others :)

If you are tagged in here and don’t want to be, let me know!

Updated as 30/6/24. If any issues feel free to message :)

All of the below are smut.

back to: main st universe

blurbs

exhusband!eddie, just tryna help!steve by @eddiesghxst : steve trying to parent trap you and eddie but then he just ends up fucking you both

oral with steddie by @munsonhoneybaby

loser!steddie by @mimixmunson

fics

love is an open door by @lesservillain : alpha!steddie, omega!reader, readers a surrogate just tryna make some money, still in progress!

one shots

lick it, then stick it by @bimbobaggins69 : mean dom steve, sub eddie, sub reader, mm action, stepcest

what’s your fantasy? by the above : frat boys!steddie, fulfilling ur biggest fantasy, fwb, boy on boy, dom eddie

don’t you want me by @wtfsteveharrington : you and steve catch eddie masturbating, virgin!eddie, oral, fingering, breeding, cum play

watch don’t touch by @rainydayathogwarts : semi-public, voyeurism, hand job, fingering

hurry back home by @espressomunson : ft call with eddie and steve, mlm, masturbation

[succubusvalentine]

Euphoric

Eddie is a vampire.

Eddie, is, a vampire.

Summary ~ You and Steve have been nervous to have sex with Eddie since he came back from the upside down in case you would hurt him. But thankfully Eddie's desperate, and having him suck your blood never felt so good.

W.C ~ 2K give or take.

WARNINGS ! ~ Oral {F&M}| PiV | Unprotected Sex {M&F M&M}| Anal {M&M} | Fingering {F&M} | Blood play? | Mentions of choking {sexy way dw} | Dom!Steve Dom!Reader Sub!Eddie |

'You move I'll kill you' you said pointing a wooden spoon at where Eddie was sat at the kitchen island.

Eddie raised his hands in surrender, opting to eat the left over cheese on the table.

Eddie was a vampire and yes he can walk out in the sun as long as you lather him in a shit ton of sunscreen, and yes he can eat real food, and yes he drinks blood, and yes he sleeps.

But you were still cautious. It had been maybe a month since the events of the upside down and you were really worried about him.

You and Steve were too scared to hurt him during sex which is why you haven't even had any. And you can tell Eddie's getting desperate, like really desperate.

So you and Steve decided that tonight, you were going to surprise him and fuck him.

And you two were pulling out all the stops. Eddie hadn't seen Steve in his EMT uniform, always busy or asleep. And you were wearing Eddie's favourite lingerie set you owned. It was a deep red, one of Eddie's favourite colours on you.

As you were straining the pasta you heard the door unlock and Steve come home. You smiled to yourself, and started plating the food.

Steve walked into the kitchen and you turned around, Eddie still not looking up from the kitchen island, too busy messing with the leftover cheese.

'hello my favourite people' Steve said setting his medical bag down on the chair next to Eddie, kissing Eddie on the forehead.

Eddie acted disgusted, about to say something to Steve until he looked up and noticed what Steve was wearing.

You and Steve both knew how hot he looked in that uniform, the shirt clinging to his muscles around his arms and chest, the pants being tight around his thighs and ass.

you smiled at the flustered look on Eddie's face. His ears and cheeks pink, his mouth slightly open as he looks Steve up and down.

Steve gave him a confused look; feigning innocence before walking around the counter to kiss you on the forehead and help you carry plates to the dining table.

The three of you ate in silence, until you spoke up

'Stevie, how was work?'

'Not too busy, only had to help out a few people' Steve said before taking a sip of water. 'Is it hot? I feel hot' Steve said unbuttoning a few buttons on his work shirt. You heard Eddie choke as his eyes followed Steve's hands.

'Oh sorry that's my fault, I got cold' you smiled sympathetically, knowing damn well you hadn't touched the thermostat.

You saw Eddie shifting out the corner of your eye and you turned your head towards him.

'Eddie are you okay? You're moving a lot' you said picking up the coke you were drinking to hide your smile.

Eddie just nodded not answering you.

You gave a small shrug, and saw Steve smiling slightly. He always liked the effect that he had on Eddie.

You, Steve, and Eddie were all switches. All sometimes needing to give in and submit to each other once in a while. Or need to fuck the shit out of each other. And tonight, you and Steve both knew that you two would be dominant tonight.

You finished eating; as did Steve and Eddie.

'Thank you baby' Steve said cleaning up the plates and taking them to the sink.

You sipped your drink as Eddie shifted in his chair again, obviously hard.

You were wearing a baggy t shirt. one of Steve's, and you moved your shoulder, allowing the shirt to slip and reveal one of your bra clad breasts.

'Shit' you said pulling it back up.

You looked over at Eddie and he was beat red. You finished your drink and walked over to put the glass in the sink. Standing next to Steve, sharing a knowing glance.

What you didn't expect was for when you turn around to see Eddie kneeling in front of you.

'Can we help you?' Steve asked, drying off the last plate as he turned around.

'Please' Eddie said, shifting his hips, his obviously hard cock searching for any friction.

'We don't know what you're asking for Eddie' you said with a shrug.

'Fuck me' Eddie begged.

You folded your arms, smirking slightly at how disheveled Eddie looked.

'I don't know Eddie, we could hurt you' Steve said, putting his hands on his hips.

'Besides what's got you so worked up anyway?' You asked.

Eddie looked practically anywhere but your guys' face; 'well um, just Stevie in his uniform, and he unbuttoned it and I saw what bra you were wearing, and it just made me so hard' Eddie said.

'Poor baby' Steve said mockingly.

'He has been well behaved today Steve' you said, making Eddie perk up slightly.

'Alright, well, let's just see if he still has it in him' Steve said.

Eddie practically leapt up from the floor; running upstairs to the bedroom.

You and Steve giggled a bit, wanting to make him really desperate and needy, you both drank another glass of water slowly.

After about ten minutes, you both decided Eddie had waited enough. Agreeing that if he was touching himself you would punish him instead of pleasure him.

You both took your time walking upstairs. You shed the long shirt you were wearing as Steve took of his shirt.

As you walked into the bedroom, you saw Eddie in literally nothing. He was laying on the bed, gripping the sheets with so much force you think he may tear them.

His cock was an angry red, precum leaking all the way down his cock. And as you and Steve approached bed, Eddie looked hopeful, his eyes scanning over your bodies, more precum leaking out his tip.

'What do you want baby?' you asked.

'I-um, I want- I want Steve to suck me off' Eddie said nervously; Steve smiled, climbing over the bed. You took a seat in the chair in the corner of the room, removing your panties.

You watched as Steve allowed a glob of spit to land on Eddie's cock, Eddie whimpering at the feeling.

Steve wasted no time putting Eddie's tip in his mouth, Eddie bucking his hips slightly as Steve sucked on his tip.

You started touching yourself to the sight, Eddie's moans filling your head, watching his hands reach down and tug at Steve's hair. Something that made Steve moan around Eddie's cock causing Eddie to buck his hips into Steve's mouth

'Fuck!' Eddie moaned throwing his head back.

You moaned as your fingers reached your clit, Eddie's head snapping towards you and moaning out as he watched you play with yourself

'Shit-Stevie I'm gonna-fuck-come!' Eddie groaned. Steve doubled down on his efforts and licked a broad stripe from Eddie's base to his tip. Eddie's breaking point was when Steve brushed his thumb against Eddie's nipple.

You watched as Eddie moaned out, his head being thrown back, cum shooting from his cock.

You got up from where you were sat, unclipping your bra and walked over to the bed; lying down next to Eddie, kissing his neck, sucking on the spot that makes him groan.

You cover Eddie's neck in hickies; you hear Steve open the bedside table and then hear the pop! from the lube as Steve opened it.

'Sweetheart' Eddie groaned. You look up at him through your lashes. 'I just-I just need to taste you. I haven't in so long' he whimpers.

you smile as you move to straddle Eddie's chest. Eddie grabs your ass moving you towards his face.

You hover over his face and Eddie grabs your thighs pulling you onto his mouth.

He immediately moans into you as you throw your head back. Your moan high pitched as it slips from your throat.

You grind your cunt against Eddie's face and a moan comes out of him, vibrating your clit. You look behind you to see Steve fingering Eddie's tight hole and Eddie's cock standing erect again.

You get off Eddie's mouth and he whines in response. You look behind you again to see Steve lining up with Eddie's hole. You scoot back and line your cunt up with Eddie's cock.

At the same time you and Steve moved. Eddie nearly screamed at the pleasure that was filling his entire body.

You started bouncing on Eddie's dick as Steve thrusts roughly into Eddie.

You lean down kissing Eddie's neck. And feel as Eddie reaches down to rub at your clit.

You moan against his neck and bounce harder on his cock. You were so close. So, so close.

You heard Steve's grunts of 'shit-oh fuck-god so fucking good' and it only spurred you on.

You felt Eddie's eyes boring into your neck, clearly being able to hear your fastened heartbeat due to his heightened senses.

'Do it' you moaned into his ear.

'Wh-what?' Eddie asked nervously.

'Do it, drink my blood baby boy' You said.

You felt a quick sharp pain in your neck before feeling your blood being slowly taken from you. And then you felt euphoric.

Eddie drinking your blood gave you the same feeling as when he or Steve choke you. Then it got even better, as Steve reached forward to grab your tits and play and pinch at your nipples.

Almost immediately you clench around Eddie's cock; your orgasm overwhelming every nerve in your body.

Eddie comes shortly after. The taste of your sweet blood and you clenching around his cock was too much for him.

You heard Steve groan behind you, clearly having come inside Eddie.

You got off Eddie, exhaustion filling your bones.

'Baby no, don't go to sleep yet' Steve said cradling your face. You felt a cold wet towel at your cunt, and you whined, trying to get away from it.

'I know honey' you heard Eddie say.

You then felt a water bottle be held to your lips and you drank out of it tasting what seemed to be pineapple juice. You drank maybe half of the bottle and then pushed it away.

You opened your eyes although they were heavy and saw Eddie reaching towards your neck you could see the worry in his eyes and you smiled at him

'I'm okay Eddie. It felt good; really good' you murmured.

He smiled sweetly at you as he climbed in next to you. You felt his arms wrap around your waist and felt another warmth on your back and felt another pair of arms wrap around your waist.

The sun was blearing in your eyes and you didn't feel the warmth that you were used to beside you. You whined and got out of bed. Looking at your vanity and seeing the mark Eddie left on your neck; you smiled at the mark and heard movement downstairs.

You quickly put on just a T-shirt, being too lazy

You practically skipped downstairs you felt so good. And when you entered the kitchen the sight before you had you panties wet again.

Steve was pinned against the kitchen counter, his hands bracing on the counter behind him. His hair thrown back and moaning. He had his plaid Pyjama pants on but his cock was out and Eddie was in front of him stroking him off, while clearly sucking on his blood.

You watched as Steve's moans turned into whimpers and he came on Eddie's hands and stomach. Thankfully missing his black sweatpants.

'Boys' you spoke. Their heads snapping towards you. Steve took long strides towards you and picked you up, kissing you passionately.

Your legs wrapped around his waist and he took you and placed you on the kitchen counter. Steve bunched your T-shirt around your hips and got on his knees; Eddie moving next to him and doing the same.

Wait, were they both going to-oh!

You felt both of their tongues on you, Eddie focusing on your clit and Steve plunging his tongue in and out of your pussy.

You placed a hand in each of their hairs and moaned loudly.

'Shit, Steve, Eddie! So close' you moaned. throwing your head back and grinding on their tongues.

You felt somebodies finger-you were too lost in pleasure to figure out who's- enter you and curl upwards into the spot that made you see stars.

You came around their tongues, riding their faces as you rode out your high.

'Fuck that was a way to wake up' you sighed.

How was that Bozos. I think it was pretty alright. I still cannot get past 2k words which is like annoying but whatevs I'll keep trying

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Olympic Hopeful - Masterlist

A Stranger Things Figure Skating AU

Slowburn FigureSkater! Steve Harrington x Y/n x HockeyPlayer! Eddie Munson

Inspo: Stranger things, being a pairs skater my whole life, and Spinning Out (Netflix)

Summary: Y/n was on track to win gold at nationals and go to the Olympics with her pairs partner, when he dropped her during a lift. Their scores plummet and her partnership is over when they don’t hit the podium. Back in her hometown to recover from the injuries, she catches the eye of someone at the rink. After he convinces her to give pairs skating another try with a new partner, someone else at the rink wants to show her that there’s more to life than skating. 

Warnings so far: (all warnings are listed on each chapter) Sports injury, swearing,

Masterlist / Cp. 1 /