#sub steve harrington

[hawkinsbnbg]

Soulmates au where Steve's soulmate is a man of culture.

ao3

Steve got Good boy inscribed on his butt, just on the right cheek.

It would be funny if it was a tattoo Steve had gotten one time when he was too drunk and on a dare.

Except it wasn't a tattoo. At all.

Even though it kind of looked like one.

It was the first words his soulmate would say to him.

When Steve first got it, his friends had given him odd looks in the locker room.

Tommy would use many excuses to touch and even Billy wouldn't shut up about it.

As for Carol, she just cackled her head off when he showed it to her.

Still, whenever Steve was alone, he would look at the words in the mirror and feel kinda giddy about the whole thing.

Who would call someone they had just met "good boy"? What if they were far older than him?

And what would his words be for them? "Yes sir"? "Hello sir"?

Soon, he found his answer when he learned about the BDSM world, which Robin had jokingly mentioned one time.

And Steve sort of fell down the rabbit hole since then.

He met many men and women who would call him "good boy", and occasionally "good girl".

But none of them felt right.

Until he heard about Kas.

Who was known to be an experienced dom and knew how to treat his subs right.

Most of the subs in Steve's circle put the man on a pedestal. They practically worshipped the ground he walked on.

And Steve had become curious enough to seek him out.

A quick text over the phone and Steve already had a date with Kas at a hotel on Friday night.

Once the day arrived, he dolled himself up a little, knowing many doms liked how rosy cheeks and pouty lips he was.

He even wore lipgloss and mascara just for good luck.

His outfit was simple enough to take off, but cute nonetheless.

A yellow and pink graffitied black sweater that was a little baggy on him, a tiny pearl choker, silver bracelets, a pair of jeans shorts, and baby pink sneakers.

He looked like a twink, all things considered.

It wasn't his first time dressing like this and it wouldn't be the last time, either.

Steve just..

Well, he just wanted to make sure if he stumbled on his soulmate who happened to be a dom, he wouldn't disappoint them too badly.

It had been years since his word first appeared. So he had the right to be a little bit desperate.

Steve didn't know why, but by the time he got to the hotel, he was a puddle of nerves.

He figured that maybe it was the "Kas' effect" that many people had told him about.

When the door opened to let Kas into the room, Steve just knew this man was going to rock his world.

Kas was attractive and tall. Easily having a couple of inches on him.

With long curly hair, big brown eyes, and plump lips, the man looked surprisingly intimidating.

He wore a burgundy shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbows, showing his tattoos and chunky silver rings.

His pants and heavy boots were made of leather, which Steve suddenly wanted to rub himself on.

He seemed to be a lanky type, but Steve knew better than to assume anything.

As Kas languidly made his way to the bed, Steve unconsciously slid down to the floor and got on his knees, waiting for his order.

Yeah, he was a good boy like that.

There was a reason why many doms had asked to keep him despite knowing he only let his soulmate own him.

Kas wasn't any different.

The man smiled at him, dimpled and warm, making Steve woozy a bit at being praised even wordlessly.

Once Kas sat down, he spread his thighs slightly and patted a hand on his lap.

Understanding the silent command immediately, Steve climbed up on it without being told twice.

He blushed and giggled a bit when strong arms wrapped around his waist securely.

"Good boy," said Kas huskily, smelling of cigarettes and something spicy. "What do you want for your reward, sweetheart?"

Steve felt his breath hitched at that. He knew the chance wasn't high but–

"Can I kiss you, sir?" He asked coyly, playing his role to perfection.

This time, it was Kas who took a sharp intake.

Surprise, disbelief, uncertainty, hope, and finally, joy settled on the man's handsome features.

Kas smiled at him again, more genuine and hopeful.

"Baby boy, do you know that I have those words written on my left ribs my entire life?"

"Show me," Steve demanded, unable to keep up the act when he was so close to finding his soulmate.

Without protest, Kas unbuttoned his shirt and there it was, scribbled on the man's pale skin was Can I kiss you, sir? in his handwriting.

Smiling fondly, Steve traced his fingers on those words.

They sounded so sweet. And yet concerning if being put into the wrong context.

What a pair they made.

"Can you show me yours, sweetheart?" Kas asked tentatively, looking unsure despite having been so confident just a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, sure, of course," Steve scrambled up from the man's lap and blushed as he turned around to unzip and pull down his shorts.

Hearing Kas curse quietly behind him was, perhaps, the most flattering moment in his life.

He could see what kind of an image he made with his baggy sweater bunching up around his waist, white thong, and Good boy being inked on his tanned buttcheek.

Some would call it hot, sexy, or erotic.

But Steve knew how obscene he looked with those words on him.

Especially when he was face down and ass up, waiting to be fucked into oblivion.

Not that he had let anyone fuck him, yet. But he wouldn't mind if Kas did it tonight.

Steve shuddered slightly as calloused fingers brushed on his cool skin, and let out a moan when hot lips placed a tender kiss on his cheek.

Then without pausing, strong hands grabbed his hips before sharp teeth sank into his flesh, eliciting a yelp from him.

It wasn't painful. It just made Steve want to ask for more. So he turned around to do exactly that.

"Kas–"

"Call me Eddie," the man tugged him back into his lap.

"Eddie," he breathed out as he straddled the man's thighs.

"Yes, my sunshine?" Eddie smiled adoringly at him.

"Can I kiss you now?" Steve braced his hands on the broad shoulders with a raised eyebrow.

Tightening the arms around his waist, Eddie pecked him on his chin, sweet and loving.

"How about I let you kiss me for the rest of our lives, my pretty angel?"

"And I'll be yours for as long as we live?" Steve murmured against those plump lips.

"Yeah, gonna treat you right, my good boy," Eddie chuckled before drawing him into a fervent kiss.

Steve was so going to thank that Chrissy girl who had sold him her mascara and lipgloss later.

[hungharrington]

So I um I found an amazing video and now I’m plagued by thoughts of sitting on Steve’s bed, him between your legs with his back to your chest, and giving him the sweetest loveliest softest handjob ever, scratching his tummy hairs and peppering kisses all over his neck

nonnie did i or did i not tell u i was coming back for this ask? and i came back with a hunger -- sort of sub!steve, 1.5k, everything the ask describes, as always MDNI this entire blog is 18+! enjoy <3

Steve doesn’t think anyone has ever asked to take care of him before.

He’s had plenty of partners in bed, sure. He’s rife with enough experience that honestly he thinks it would take a really strange request to throw him off his game. But you had— when you asked, “Can I just take care of you tonight?” 

He hadn’t even been entirely sure what you had meant, pulling back from the steamy make-out with you on his lap— the usual late night rendezvous. 

But still, he gave a slow and earnest nod, a soft ‘sure, honey’ and let you rearrange the two of you til you were leaning back on the headboard and he was leaning back against you. Your thighs on either side of him, your arms looped around his middle. Like a little spoon. Steve secretly adores it. 

“Y’know I can’t exactly do much in this position,” Steve chuckles, pretending to have his reservations, even if he’s already eager to see what you mean by taking care of him. Your arms are around his waist, warm, your fingers tucking up his shirt to begin to work it upwards.

“Mm,” you hum, hoisting it higher and Steve moves forward, letting it get tugged off and over his head. Cool air flushes down his chest. “Dunno if you’re grasping the idea of letting me take care of you if you’re worrying bout that.” 

The shirt flutters to the ground, forgotten, as your hands explore to freshly exposed skin. Steve sighs sweetly as you trace softly across his tummy, nails dragging lightly as your near his thighs. His cock is already perking up. It’s been interested since earlier, you in his lap and your tongue in his mouth, and it doesn’t take many more lingering touches for it to reach proper attention. 

“No one ever taken care of you before, baby?” You ask, lips scraping his ear. Your breath is warm and your voice is low— but the kiss you give beneath his ear is hot and wet. You suckle at the skin, not even a nip of teeth. Desire pools low in Steve’s gut, a simmering heat. 

One of your hands moves over his boxers and gives his bulge a gentle rub, making Steve rumble out a soft moan. Your other hand rubs soothing down his thigh. 

Steve shakes his head to answer no to your question. His eyes fight to stay open, torn between wanting to watching your wandering hands or turning to kiss you but your persistent kisses on his neck give him little choice. He shifts his hips. 

“Not- not like this,” Steve admits, breath a little short already. His tummy tenses when your hand drags back up over it, just a soft scratch of nails. His cock aches harder. He wishes you would touch it, wishes you would reach your hand in, all hot, soft and wet and tug it in that perfectly teasing way he knows you can. 

“Sweetheart,” he breathes, hips shifting upward again. You smile at his impatience. 

“Can we take these off?” You ask, pinching the ruffled elastic of his boxers. Steve nods fervently, hips shifting up to let you slide them down so he can kick them off. His chest feels warm, flushed beneath the hair and another groan tumbles out when you finally curl your fingers around his cock. “Fuck,” he pants as you pump tantalizing slow. “Fuck, feels so good, honey,” 

A hunger for the feeling grows in his stomach, gnawing for more bliss. Steve lets his head tips back, resting against your shoulder and you take advantage of it in an instant; kisses upon kisses up his neck. It’s messy, lips wet with spit as you scrape your teeth down, right as your rub over the slit of his cock— Steve twitches, a jagged whine pushing past his lips. He pants a little heavier. 

Pausing for a moment, you pull your hand back to your mouth and let yourself drool over it— sticky saliva covering your fingers. This time, when you grip his cock, Steve gasps loudly. Slick, hot, sounds reverberate in the room as you jerk him, hand twisting perfectly. Still slow, still gentle. 

Your mouth find his earlobe, teeth nibbling a little mean, your hand not stopping— and Steve moans a little louder, like he can’t help it. His cock gives a little dribble of precum, tummy all tensed up again. 

“See? S’nice to be taken care of,” You murmur softly. You thumb his slit again, delighting in the spurt his cock gives, then dive down to cup his balls. Your other hand strokes along his thigh lovingly, nails drawing lines as you rake them back up to his v-line. 

Steve shivers, shuddering sweet whines escaping him. He’s so unbearably hard for you- especially as you rub his balls so perfectly, your hand dragging back up his cock and then back down, a mind-melting cycle. It’s so much, it’s not even close to enough, it’s, it’s— 

“Oh god,” Steve whimpers loudly. His eyes have finally crushed closed, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly beside you. His gut is burning with heat, pleasure filling every limb. It feels good. He wants to writhe against you, wants to fuck your fist, wants you to keep teasing him just like you’re doing. 

“Oh god, oh fuck- f-fuck,” His words are getting more pathetic by the minute, barely fully formed, drenched in a whimpering tone. “Please, don’t… don’t tease, no- ah,” 

It’s not even teasing, you just aren’t rubbing him hot and fast like usual. Your movements are slow, doused in adoration — your core feels sticky, burning hot from watching Steve get all worked up in your arms. 

“M’not teasing you,” you say, fondling his balls and rubbing your palm against them in a circular motion, building his lust. Steve’s tense body and punched out breathes contradict your words. He’s so whiny. It’s a pity no one’s ever taken care of him before — though your stomach pinches hotly to know only you get to see him this way. 

“Just taking care of you,” you sigh, grip tightening as you pull it back up his cock, giving the smallest jerk. Steve warbles out a throaty whimper, egged on by your roaming touch along his thighs. He feels molten hot, tummy already all clenched up, his cock just leaking all over your hand. Pleasure buzzes wildly in his body, back starting to arch up. 

“Hone- aw, fuckfuckfuck, yes, just there, please, honey,” he pleads, voice starting to sound wrecked and feeble. God, he sounds pathetic; he only sounds like this when he's been fucking you for a good while. But a few minutes of the right touch? Reduces to a whiny mess in your hands. 

“So pretty,” you whisper and Steve can’t tell if you mean him or his dribbling cock, all pink and twitching in your hand. He can’t even feel the fabric gripped between his own fingers— can’t feel anything except your palm right around the head of his cock, teasing it lightly. It’s torture, it’s perfect, it’s not enough, it’s— 

“Please!” The word bursts out of Steve, desperate, swallowed immediately by a moan. He fights to get his next words out as your hand returns to his heavy balls, caressing them soft and slow again. It’s not fucking enough. His pleas fall out all whimpery, “Take— take care of me, please, wanna cum, I wanna- I wanna—“ 

It’s the magic words. You grip his cock properly, your whole hand curling around him for the first time that night and you set a fast pace- lewd, squelching sounds echo in the bedroom. Steve keens forward, a soft cry coming from him as his pleasure turns into a blaze in his stomach. “Oh my god, oh god- yes, fuck—“ 

Your free hand moves to his tummy, scratching down to thatch of hair at the base of his cock and Steve can’t help it, he cums, hard. He turns his head, hides it in your neck and releases a whimpery sort of wail. His chest heaves as his pretty cock spurts out his hot pearly cum — coating your hand enough to ride him through it, your hand never stopping. 

“That’s it, so good,” You coo at him. Your sweet words carry him through it, your pace slowing as his body starts to twitch back against yours. His cock gives a few final dribbles of cum and you rub your thumb over his slit, spreading it. Steve whimpers loudly. “Mm, there we go.” 

It feels like it takes forever for him to settle back down. Steve feels wrung out, feels spent, feels like he had his brain melted out his ears — like he could just nap against you now and be happy forever. Your soft kiss against his cheek has him opening his eyes, pulling back enough to look at your face. 

“Good?” You ask, though he knows you can tell just how fucking good it was. “Good to be taken care of?” 

Steve nods with a loving hum, a hefty exhale rushing out his lungs and he lets his face huddle back into your neck, eyes slipping shut. He’ll move in a minute- maybe when he can feel his thighs again. 

[drytacomeat]

𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐦

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧! 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐱 𝐟em!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬, 𝐦𝐱𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 (𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡

(first smut, nervy smh) didn’t proofread tbh

Enjoy!

You, Eddie, and Steve had all been relatively close for a while. You and Eddie were childhood friends because you both were considered the weird kids growing up. You were the “fat” kid, and he was just “weird.” You enjoyed his company though, and you never figured he was weird by any means.

He was the sweetest boy you knew, the sweetest boy you would ever want to know. You were sure you were in love with him. You were almost sure that Eddie might have loved you too, that was until Steve Harrington came along and really confused you.

You knew that Steve and Eddie were…acquaintances. He used to be the Hawkins high school’s drug dealer, and jocks loved getting high off of shit they couldn’t even name. Steve was one of them. You always noticed how Steve failed to pick on Eddie or you for that matter, despite his friends giving you both near hell. He’d just watch from the sidelines with a grimace on his face, or he’d pretend not to be watching. It was weird you always thought.

The weirder part however was how much the two hung out now.

You often found the two getting high out of their minds in Eddie’s living room on nights that you had sat aside for premium movie watching…for just you and Eddie.

You remembered the first night where Eddie pulled you aside and almost begged you to let him stay.

“You won’t even notice he’s here.”

And you didn’t, not really.

Steve was very polite, overly polite even. He felt out of place between you and Eddie, and he didn’t want you to dislike him.

He immediately offered any snack Eddie handed to him to you, he let you pick the movie on his nights to pick, he let you get the majority of the blanket you three would share, and he would even let you dose off on his shoulder if you hadn’t leaned on Eddie already in your consciousness.

Steve was so nice, so so very nice. It was impossible for you to not end up liking him. He was so sweet to Eddie as well. He never really judged him for anything he liked, sure he would joke about him being a loser and such, but he never judged.

He would watch Eddie practice guitar as you sat at his desk doodling something. He even helped him paint his DND figurines once. Though they sometimes bickered like children, they appeared to be the best of friends now.

Steve was also great with keeping up with both you and Eddie’s interests. You mentioned to him once that you wish there was a way to enjoy sweets without all the sugar, and he baked you a batch of sugar free cookies.

He and Eddie ended up eating most of them after getting the munchies that night he brought them to you, but he made you another batch the next day.

He knew your favorite genres of movies and would bring over movies he thought you would like on nights where it was his turn to pick. He also brought over any new horror movie to make it to the store for Eddie.

He was just so thoughtful.

He knew how much you loved to care for others. He would often have Eddie to lay on your lap with him so you could stroke both of their hair.

Whenever you caught glimpse of either one of them looking up at you, your stomach churned.

They liked you showing them the extra care, and you loved it. They would call you out whenever you were being seemingly too caring as well.

“Don’t worry, mommy. It’s just a cut. I don’t need to be put on bed rest for it,” Steve teased after you had been almost panicking over him slicing his finger with the very sharp, very expensive kitchen knives Eddie so suddenly could afford.

The nickname made your cunt tingle in all honesty.

He began to call you that more, and Eddie joined in being the bothersome little shit he was.

So this had you stuck.

You knew you loved Eddie, but now you think you might love Steve too. You also thought Eddie loved Steve, and you were no competition to the either of them.

Eddie was beautiful and unique, and Steve was hot and caring. You just felt like neither of them would want you when they could have each other, so you began to step away from them subconsciously.

It had became easier when all of a sudden Eddie was able to buy himself his own apartment. It had 3 bedrooms, and you wondered how the fuck he was able to do that, or what he needed all the extra rooms for. You hardly ever spent the night.

You shortly found out that Steve had been cut off from his family and that he was moving in with Eddie. That explained why he got all the extra rooms, but it did not explain where he got the money.

However, this did seal the deal on what you thought your chances with either of them were. You decided it would just be easier for you if you distanced yourself from them.

It would hurt you less.

They didn’t pry at first, figured you were busy working or hanging out with other friends. After about a week of you not calling either of them, they were blowing up your phone and stopping by nonstop.

You sent them away explaining you were sick. That would buy you at least another week.

In reality, you had just been sitting home all day after your draining work shifts.

•

The day had been particularly shitty, and you decided that relieving some stress couldn’t hurt.

You really weren’t into hearing over exaggerated porno moans, so you opened the live stream portion of the only cite you even knew to go to for…special videos.

Nothing on the front page peaked your interest, but as soon as you switched to the second page, “Subby Boys Want to be Obedient for You” showed up under the user TheHairandDaredevil69. You chuckled at the user a bit before you decided to click on the live stream.

You enjoyed submissive men more than you probably should have, so you were quick to get comfortable as the screen loaded.

As soon as the loading screen went away, you nearly fell out of your bed at who came up on the screen.

You had to squint a bit to make sure your eyes were not playing tricks on you. The distinct tattoos and perfectly styled hair of the boys set into stone what you were seeing, though.

It was Eddie and Steve laid on what appeared to be at least a queen sized bed making out.

Steve wore nothing but some pink, silky boy shorts and white socks while Eddie was bare and stroking his own dick as Steve tweaked at his nipples.

His dick was pretty. It was bright pink at the tip, unruly dark curls matching those on his head, and it was not too big. You imagined how good it would feel inside your pussy and your mouth.

You couldn’t help but get turned on. I mean, here were the two boys you adored making out on camera right before your eyes.

You began to put together that this is probably where Eddie got the fucking money for an apartment.

He was very well…endowed, and you were very curious to see what Steve looked like under his underwear.

After a while, Steve took over for Eddie, now stroking him at a pace a bit slower. He looked towards the camera, and it felt as though he was looking directly into your soul.

“Want us to do more, huh? C’mon baby, just tell us. We’ll do anything for you, please,” he pleaded with the camera.

You could feel your pupils dilate as you let out a silent “fuck.” You brought your hands down to your panties. You could feel the moisture seeping through the already thin material.

MommyDomming1985: Fuck yeah, speed up a bit!

Bigboyboning: Fuck you two are hot!

HopperJ19: Looking for a third?

You circled over your clit as they continued their endeavors on live stream for 1,000 people to see. You would applaud them under normal circumstances.

As you began to add pressure to your clothed clit, Eddie moved Steve’s hand from his throbbing dick.

Your brows furrowed until he began to pull Steve on top of him.

“Hop on up, honey,” he smirked arrogantly.

You liked that he didn’t hide his character in his sexual streams.

Steve rolled his eyes as he was pulled to be seated onto Eddie’s lap.

Eddie pulled him into a feverish kiss. He brought his hands down to his hips and began to rock the boy against him.

“Aw fuck it,” you groaned and yanked your soaked panties halfway down your legs.

You attacked your clit in unorganized circles as you watched Eddie begin to roughly grind Steve down onto his front because you truly did not know if you wanted to be the one grinding Steve onto you or grinding yourself on Eddie’s hard dick.

“Wanna show ‘em baby? Wanna show ‘em what you got hiding away in that hot little ass, hm?” he snarled as he moved his hands down to grab at Steve’s ass.

Steve nodded urgently, as he went to place hot, wet kisses onto Eddie’s neck.

You couldn’t help the slight moans coming from your mouth as you sped up your own motions.

You wondered what Eddie meant by that. You never took Steve to be the type to like to play in his butt. You were wrong about a lot of things today, though.

Eddie maneuvered him over so he was bent over more, ass sticking farther out. He gave his ass a firm squeeze before pulling the boys underwear just underneath the fat of his cheeks. He fondled it, causing Steve to moan whorishly.

“Look at that ass,” Eddie groaned as he bit his lip. “Gonna show everybody.”

Eddie pulled the boys cheeks apart to reveal the jeweled plug nestled into his pink little hole.

He jiggled his cheeks as he held him open, and you couldn’t help but notice how the plug was particularly your favorite color.

Surely, it couldn’t be intentional you reasoned. They probably never would have expected you to find them. They definitely did not want you to.

Still, the scene was so hot that you brought your fingers down to the source of your leaking arousal. You dipped one finger into your sopping hole and let out a long, gutural moan.

“Wanna fuck him, mommy? Bet you want to fuck that ass, huh? Get a big strap just for him. Maybe stick a vibe in there. Watch him squirm around,” he growled, “You’d like that huh, baby?”

Your eyes widened immediately.

Mommy?

That’s what they both called you in tandem. Hell, they rarely even called you by your real name anymore. You thought it was innocent, teasing maybe.

Maybe you were wrong about that too.

He slapped Steve’s left asscheek, “Slut.”

ReadyToTop_.: fuck yeah, would love to see how he stretches.

Girlygirlfuntime: The way you say mommy gets me wet

Iddoit420: I’d do it.

Steve mewled but sat up too. He yanked Eddie back by his hair and stared intently into his eyes. “You’re a slut too, right? All it takes is someone messing with your hair and your big dumb cock is throbbing. Tell em, tell them that you’re a slut.”

Eddie looked directly into the camera as you inserted a second finger into your soaked cunt.

“Fuck yeah, ‘m a slut,” he smirked, “slut for you mommy.”

His sly grin nearly made you cum, but you knew the clarity and guilt would hit immediately, so you held off.

“Wish you were here mommy, put this little bitch in his place,” Steve groaned as he yanked on Eddie’s curls again, then leaned down to place a hot kiss onto his lips.

“Fuck want my fingers, baby?” Eddie asked once he pulled away. He groped Steve’s cheeks more before he looked directly into the camera. “Wanna see me finger that tight ass, mommy?”

The chat exploded as you found yourself subconsciously nodding.

MommyDomming1985: yeah! stretch him out for cock.

Callme_mast3r: fuck yes! bet he’d like it

Sadaddict69: sluts

Eddie slapped Steve’s ass causing him to let out a high pitched moan.

He bent Steve over again so that his head was laid on top of the pillows behind him, ass in the air.

He spread his cheeks with his large hands as he bit his bottom lip and looked up into the camera.

“Look at that boy cunt, mommy,” he groaned and jiggled the right cheek.

He grazed his fingernails over the plug before yanking Steve’s knees apart. He grazed over his balls and down towards the hem of the underwear resting underneath the boy’s butt.

He slowly rolled them down to Steve’s knees, much like how yours were settle on your legs

Now, Steve was fucking hung.

Even from this angle, you could tell he was packing.

His dick was an angry red color, probably from being tucked away this whole time. Poor baby.

Eddie ran his fingers over the boys cock, causing him to whimper. His fingers played with the tip as he marveled at Steve’s backside.

“He’s wet like a girl, mommy. Isn’t that hot?” Eddie grinned.

“Oh, fuck off,” Steve retaliated, and you grinned. They still bickered even in scene.

“Here, since you wanna be fucking bratty,” Eddie trailed off before he reached for something out of view.

Hell, you didn’t know what it would be, and that turned you on so much. You haven’t even seen the inside of their new apartment yet.

He pulled out what appeared to be a flesh light.

“No fucking way,” you whispered. When did he get that? How did he hide his seemingly vast collection of toys?

“Yeah, gonna slide that useless cock right in there f’me,” Eddie licked his lips as he took the cap off of it and placed it underneath Steve’s now quivering body.

He retrieved a bottle of lube from off screen and squirted a vast amount into the hole of the flashlight.

Steve wriggled his hips in anticipation, and you could see the fat of his ass jiggle slightly. You had to thank the years of adolescent sports for blessing this man with such an ass. You wanted to bite into it so bad.

“Yeah, slide that pretty cock in there, big boy. Just like that,” Eddie groaned as he watched Steve sink into it.

You pulled your tits out of your bra and removed the covers as you placed your laptop down onto your bed beside you so that you could reach deeper into your sloppy cunt.

“Aw shit,” you moaned as you heard yourself squelching messily.

“Fuck! So wet!” Steve shouted. Eddie placed a peck onto one of his many back moles. You wish you were there to kiss the rest.

“I know, honey. I know, but you better not move. You better not move until I get my fingers in this tight, pink pussy,” he commanded before slapping Steve’s ass again. This time his whimpers could be very clearly heard.

M4sterbro700: wow look at that hole!

Ihatem3n: beautiful!

Average.girl7: wow, nice ass

Eddie moved his focus back to the boy’s plugged hole. He tapped on the end of the plug, jiggled and tugged, rendering Steve impatient.

“Just get your fingers in me before I fucking do it myself!” he shrieked. Eddie’s jaw hung open.

“Feisty, baby. You need some patience. Maybe you’re the one who needs mommy to put you in your place, huh?”

Steve just nodded into the pillows. His hair bobbing messily.

The comments were begging Eddie to pull the plug out.

“Should I cut him some slack, guys?”

MommyDomming1985: yeah, wanna see that hole open

HopperJ19: yes

herforfn: yesssss please!

“Got lucky today, baby boy,” Eddie chuckled. He wrapped his fingers around the base of the plug. He tugged once, twice, thrice before the whole thing finally popped out of Steve’s butt.

His hole gaped from the sudden emptiness, and Eddie was quick to hold it open before it could wink close.

“Fuck, would you look at that? Wish I could shove my cock in there. Fuck, not tonight though,” he tsked.

You wondered why.

You couldn’t believe how much you actually wanted to see that, how hot that would be. Eddie fucking into Steve would make an excellent sight.

Eddie dipped down to lick a quick stripe over Steve’s puffy and now red hole.

“Mm, bet you wish you could taste him, mommy? Taste me too? Fuck,” he smiled as he reached for the lube bottle.

He warmed the lubricant up between his fingers before making his way towards Steve’s hole. He circled the puffy rim before finally dipping his fingers into him.

“Hngh!” Steve moaned.

“Fuck, look at that,” Eddie said towards the camera as he slowly moved his finger in and out of the squirming boy. “Yeah, you can start moving, baby. Know you wanna fuck that toy. You’re so desperate for it, huh?”

“Yea-yes. S-so desperate!”

Eddie switched hands quickly, Steve didn’t seem to notice as he was fucking his hips down into the flesh light.

He leaned on back as he lazily fucked his two fingers in Steve’s ass. He began to steadily stroke his cock as he read the chat.

HopperJ19: bet he looks so pretty cumming

Gayrainbowkitt34: need more ass shots please!

Iwillmakeyoumine21: you look so hot stroking and fucking him!

“Fuck,” he sighed as he sped up his ministrations on his cock. You always knew Eddie was quite dexterous.

He pulled his right hand from his cock and pulled Steve into a hot, rushed kiss.

The kiss was beyond sloppy. You could see it was all teeth, tongue, and spit. Eddie pulled them apart to lick over Steve’s lips before placing a small peck on them. He maneuvered him to lay back down onto the pillows before he reached his right hand down to help the boy move faster into the toy.

“Aw. I bet you wish that was mommy’s pussy, huh? You wish it was mommy’s pussy baby? Her hot, fat cunt choking your slutty little cock? I know, honey, but you need to tell her. Tell mommy how much you wish it was her that you were fucking,” Eddie egged on as bounced Steve’s ass into the toy.

“Mommy, please! Pl-fuck! Please, need it. Need your pussy. Want you to fuck me up! Wan’ it, wan’ it! More, more baby please!” Steve near yelled.

You brought your other hand to your clit to rub it in sloppy circular motions as you fucked your cunt with three fingers now.

“Fuck yeah, baby. Fuck mommy’s pussy,” you found yourself moaning along.

Eddie focused back on his cock, pumping it quickly. Sweat was glistening on his forehead, and his hair was bouncing with the movements of his own hand and Steve’s rapid humps back onto Eddie’s fingers and into the toy.

“Can I cum, mommy? Can I please fucking cum?” Eddie sighed, his dominance put to the side, “Ask her, baby. Ask mommy can you come.”

Steve moved so that both of his hands could hold onto the body of the flesh light so that he could piston into it hard, ass jiggling.

“Mommy please!” he moaned girlishly, before letting out a string of “uh-uh-uh”s.

“Cum baby, fucking cum for mommy,” you replied as though they could hear you.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum!” Steve chanted. His pitch only getting higher as he got closer and closer to orgasm. Eddie’s fingers were barely following any pattern as he was jerking his dick at the speed of light.

“Fuck, cumming!” Eddie grunted out as the creamy white splashed onto his stomach, chest, and fingers. Steve had jerked harshly into the toy at the sound of Eddie’s grunts, his ass jiggling harshly one last time.

You screwed your eyes shut as you focused on your own orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you let out as your body clenched, and you came. You continued to slowly stroke your fingers into your cunt to push yourself through it.

As you were coming down, Eddie had flipped Steve over onto his back, popping the fleshlight off of his cock.

He brushed Steve’s hair out of his face sweetly before placing a gentle kiss onto his lips.

“Look at that little cream pie,” he smiled as he showed the cum leaking out of the flesh light. Steve shoved him a little before sitting up and pulling his pink underwear back up.

Your chest heaved as you began to gain consciousness again.

“Alright, guys. Sorry we have to go so soon, but me and the Hair here have other things to attend to. We’re busy boys, hm?” he smiled towards Steve.

“Yeah. See you next time, mommy. Maybe you’ll join us.”

With that, you slammed your laptop closed.

Fuck, what have you done.

Pt. 2 coming soon :^>

Part 2

[nymime]

Steve: *Fall sleep in the sofa while movie night with the group.*

Eddie: *To dustin, staring at Steve with lovely eyes* Look at him!… I would die for him, I would kill for him…

Dustin: Ed-

Eddie: Either way, what a bliss…

Dustin: *Whispering loudly to the party* He want to bang my mom! Our mom!

[werepuppy-steve]

the og post is buried somewhere, but going off of my "rockstar eddie and his husband steve run an onlyfans" post (ik @wormdebut was interested in it):

a twitter account appears, and it’s obvious that it's a burner. on the day of its creation, there's a single tweet with the link to an onlyfans video.

it's a pov, the camera pointed to a head of messy curls between someone's legs as they lick and make pleased hums into someone's cunt. the room is dark but tinted blue from the led lights that line the ceiling.

the poster lets out a soft moan as their partner does something with their tongue to make them roll their hips up.

familiar dark eyes open and look straight at the camera, lips latching onto their cunt and sucking.

a loud moan rings out, "eddie-"

and then suddenly eddie munson, lead guitarist for corroded coffin, is giving the camera a smug grin, his lips swollen and shiny.

"that feel good, baby?" he asks, spreading his partner's lips open with his fingers and flicking his tongue against their swollen clit.

their moans and whines also sound familiar. "so good, daddy," they say, their left hand coming into view to brush through eddie's hair.

the plain black band on their ring finger clocks him as steve munson, husband to eddie munson. whose moans are featured in the background of many of corroded coffin's more explicit songs.

eddie hums again, gently tonguing at steve's hole and making him mewl.

"you're wetter than usual, sweetheart," eddie comments, kissing the insides of steve's thighs. he looks at something past the camera, presumably at steve himself. "you excited to show off for everyone?"

steve must nod, because eddie sits up and takes the camera from him. he keeps steve's face out of frame, but the chest hair and moles dotting his body speak for themselves.

he points the camera between steve's legs. "look at that," eddie whispers, his voice gravelly. he gently runs his fingers over the swollen lips, his middle finger sliding between them. "fucking gorgeous down here, stevie, you know that?" eddie spreads his lips to show his hole before sliding his middle finger inside.

"daddy," steves sighs, gripping the inside of his thigh with one hand.

"so tight and wet and pretty–" eddie slides in his index finer and slowly thrusts them. "whose pussy is this, baby?"

he crooks his fingers and steve's hips jump. "s'your pussy, daddy."

eddie adds his ring finger next, spreading them a little. "that's right, angel. and who gets to fuck this pussy?"

steve whines louder and reaches down to spread himself open, his cunt pulsing around eddie's fingers. "daddy gets to fuck it," he answers. "only daddy."

"good job, princess," eddie praises. "and who gets to make this pussy come?" he presses his fingers deeper and curls them against steve's g-spot. he's rough with it, his wrist shaking and steve's cries getting louder over the slick sound of his pussy.

"daddy!" steve's back arches and the camera jerks with the movement.

steve's face comes into view for a solid three seconds, his head tossing and turning and his face scrunched up in pleasure as his husband aims to make him squirt for millions of people. "daddy makes my pussy come!"

and just like that, corroded coffin fans eighteen years or older watch steve munson come with a keening whine as he's fingered through his orgasm, gushing all over eddie's hand and soaking the bedsheets below.

[angeldreamsoffanfic]

content warning: this took SUCH a turn to dom eddie munson wanting to make steve harrington just absolutely one, turn his brain off, and two- realize that his interests aren’t stupid. like it’s not… necessarily explicit on here but when this gets a bit more fleshed out… it’s gonna have to be posted on ao3 😂

-

The thing is, Steve Harrington knows hair- okay?

And he also knows that his friends completely like to tease him about it, that they think that most of the time his affinity for it is a bit narcissistic. That he shouldn’t spend as much time as he does on it and he should “let go sometimes”, but he can’t.

He can remember watching his mother years ago in the bathroom mirror teach him how to style his hair, with little spritzes of water and a just a few puffs of sweet smelling hairspray. He can fully and thoroughly recall flipping through magazines when he was younger, back when his parents had started to travel, and taking beauty tips from the pages in regards to detangling. He’d spent three days with a knot at the nape of his neck, after a few days of swim practice, and he had too much pride at the time to ask anyone for help.

But anyway, Steve Harrington knows hair- and it’s not that he thinks other people don’t… but he also knows that some people don’t care as much as he does. And that’s why watching Eddie Munson take a brush to his curls (completely dry which is painful in it of itself) is absolutely heartbreaking in the weirdest way possible.

Steve also is completely and totally aware that his face must be doing… something, because Eddie has turned around to fully face him- instead of glaring daggers at his own reflection.

“What, Harrington?”

Steve shook his head quickly, fingers drumming against his thighs as he diverted his attention to the tv again. He hadn’t had a television in his room before actually, had figured it’d be a bit too much of a distraction from trying to sleep. Steve is sure there’s some study about the light too, a study Robin had rambled to him before.

That’d been before Vecna though, before the year 1986 and all of it’s horrors that it brought along to the town Hawkins once again. In Steve’s mind? A small tv and a couple of VHS tapes was probably the least of his worries after surviving everything. The tv itself had some poorly made horror movie on, something Eddie had brought along from his government provided home, while the two waited on Robin and Nancy to make their way over.

“Stevie?” Eddie had moved closer, brows slightly furrowed as his dark eyes widened. “What’s on your mind, man? Not getting like…” Eddie mimed wiggling his fingers at the side of his own head, and Steve couldn’t hold back the laugh that made it’s way out from his throat. “Okay so Vecna is not getting his creepy hands on you… so what’s up then?”

Steve took a moment and shrugged, before he let himself card a wide-splayed hand through his own hair. The hairspray was just ever so slightly crunchy under his fingers, and Steve huffed as he shrugged again.

“It’s so stupid man, like don’t even worry about it.” Steve flapped a hand in Eddie’s direction, and Eddie was quick to click his tongue against the back of his teeth as he moved closer.

“Nuh uh, big boy.” Eddie eased himself onto the foot of the bed, and Steve forced himself to not scrunch his nose as Eddie’s dry curls swished a bit around his shoulders. “C’mon I can see it in your eyes! Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell m-”

Steve cut Eddie off with a press of a flat palm up against Eddie’s lips, and Steve tried to not think about how soft Eddie was up against Steve’s skin. Steve groaned as Eddie’s tongue swiped against his flesh, and Steve hissed as he reared backward away from the older teen.

“Fucking gross dude!”

“Usually I’m the one doing that, big boy!”

Steve and Eddie both spoke up at the same time, and the two eyed each other warily, before they split into soft laughs between the two. Eddie then shifted further up onto the bed, back pressed up against the footboard, before he knocked his leg against Steve’s.

“C’mon dude, what’s up?”

“Your hair!” Steve finally answered, before he then folded his arms over his chest. “I know it’s stupid, but watching you tear a brush through it dry is actually breaking my heart, Munson.” Steve groaned, and ran a hand over his face before he continued. “And I know it’s stupid and everyone always says it’s stupid of me to care about hair so much-”

“It’s not stupid.” Eddie’s firm tone cut Steve off, and Steve glanced back toward the man through his lashes. Eddie’s jaw is set, firm and unyielding, and Eddie let out a dry laugh. “Fuck man, what has everyone in your life done to you?”

“Huh?”

“You’re… fuck sweetheart, you’re allowed to enjoy things.” Eddie’s voice has gone saccharine sweet, soft and gooey- and the tone has an immediate effect on Steve, making his brain feel all fuzzy and soft. “So, what has everyone in your life done to you?”

Steve doesn’t answer and instead just shrugged again, and it draws a quick intake of breath from Eddie- before the man has pushed himself up and off of Steve’s bed. He’s quick and methodical in his movements, scraping his curls up and off of his neck into a low bun at his nape. Eddie then pulled his boots back on, before he checked his pockets for a moment, and then proceeded to nod to himself. Eddie then extended a hand out to Steve, and wiggled his fingers with a small grin on his face.

“C’mon then, dude. We need to go to the store.”

Steve let his hand meet Eddie’s, and is quick to ignore the flutter in his stomach at the touch. His hands, Eddie’s, are larger than his but the fingers skinnier and calloused from what Steve knows to be years of guitar playing. That, and Eddie now has a pretty decent job at the local mechanic shop, and Steve knows that Eddie enjoys the job. Knows that Eddie likes working with his hands, and Steve tried to ignore the idea of Eddie getting those hands on Steve—

“Stevie?” Eddie snapped his fingers in front of Steve’s eyes, and Steve shook himself out of his revere. Steve sent Eddie a nervous smile, and he tried to ignore the flush of heat he can feel under his cheeks at the soft coo that Eddie let out. “You okay, sweetheart?”

“Mhm,” Steve bobbed his head in a quick nod, even when Eddie hummed before he moved as to grab the pair of Nikes that Steve had on earlier in the day. “Where are we uh, headed?”

“You and I-” Eddie moved back to Steve, and he curled a hand around Steve’s right ankle before he pulled- which caused Steve to unsteadily rock back, before he clamped a firm hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “I gotcha don’t ya worry baby-” Eddie murmured, soft and saccharine again, before he continued on as if Steve’s heart isn’t about to beat out of his chest. Eddie worked Steve’s Nike onto his foot, methodical in tying the laces tight, double-knotted just like Steve does. “You and me are gonna make our way out to Anderson for the afternoon.”

“But why?”

Eddie just sighed, soft and slow at Steve’s softly asked question, before he grabbed at Steve’s left foot, and set about slipping the other shoe onto it. Eddie took a moment, made sure to tie the laces of the shoe tight, before he stood back up so he could peer down slightly at Steve. Steve doesn’t move as Eddie pinched Steve’s chin soft in between his thumb and pointer, before Eddie slightly shook Steve’s face from side to side.

It’s enough that something in Steve just burns.

“Because Anderson has a nice and big hair supply shop in it, and we’re gonna go spend a little bit of government hush money there.” Eddie cooed, his voice soul-achingly sweet again, and Steve forced himself to swallow down the saliva that had been quick to pool in his mouth at Eddie’s tone. “And then when we’re done, I’ll drive us back here and you can do anything you want to my hair.”

“Anything?” Steve croaked, eyes wide as he kept his eyes on Eddie’s from under his lashes. Eddie’s smile is gleaming, and Eddie hummed quietly as he nodded himself.

“Absolutely anything, sweet thing.”

Steve Harrington knows hair, and he knows that.

And he also knows that his friends completely like to tease him about it, well, it’s seems like except for Eddie. So Steve let himself smile and nod, and he reveled in the way that Eddie grinned- a quick flash of teeth as he pinched a little firmer at the meat of Steve’s chin, before he let go.

“Atta boy.”

-

just a little sacrifice to the tumblr readmore gods

[fuzzyduxk]

in my mind steve is a bratty sub bottom who craves affection attention and love and eddie wants to give steve affection attention and love. they’re just meant to be ig

[justmeinadaze]

Late Night Circus (Steddie X Plus Size Reader)

A/N: I'm on my period and Im feeling some type of way so sue me lol When you picture the club and performances, think of it like Moulin Rouge. That's kind of what I pulled from as well as the scene in The Lone Ranger (a terrible movie you probably didn't see) where they go to meet Helena Bonham Carter.

This dynamic is a bit different than what I normally do but I dont want to quite put a label on it. Just know these three care for each other and are needy as hell lol

Warnings: I'm gonna call them escorts definitely leading more towards subby Steddie & leaning a bit more towards dominate definitely confident and commands a room plus size fem Y/N, SMUT, sub/dom dynamics, dirty talk, lingerie, etc.

ANGST, I'm going to explore it more later but both boys did sign up to work at the club so they aren't there quite against their will but it is made clear that they can't just leave. This is an established relationship and they do all care about each other but there is still angst fodder for later (i.e. power dynamic, her status in society, etc.)

Mentions of the readers weight but very brief (she talks about people underestimate her and think she can't get a date because of her size), Y/N is definitely possessive of them, Mentions of Steve getting hurt (punished) not by Y/N, mentions of them becoming being protective over her (hating the thought of people talking about how she looks)

Word Count: 4797

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"Welcome to the late-night circus Where you could be a freak on purpose Under the sheets, you know I'm lurking You know me, do you like what you see? Do you like what you see?"

The Late Night Circus was one of the best kept secrets everyone within the city knew about. 

People went to the club shaped like a dent during the weekdays but only the elite graced their presence on the weekend. No one would ever expect you to be there. You, a successful woman of parents who were prominent members of society. 

Carrying a confidence that intimidated so many, you never seemed like the kind of person who would pay for sex like the other rich assholes around you who fucked women out in the open at parties with no shame. 

What they didn’t know was you weren’t paying for sex but time. 

Time with not just anyone but them.

While everyone in the lowly lit building wore a masquerade mask of some kind both men always knew when you were in the room…out in the audience…watching. While other women wore elegant gowns, you wore a pant suit that not only showed off your juicy curves but commanded respect, not just from the performers but people around you. 

Your heels would click along the floor over the loud sounds of laughter and conversation around you as you found your table in front of the stage. 

The Ringmaster would begin to speak, asking people to take a seat and quiet down. If only he knew the power he wielded. No one could tell these rich pricks anything but they always listened, finding a place to sit as the show began. 

It was always an elaborate of affair of gorgeous men and women dancing in lingerie or revealing garments that showed off the goods they had to sell. 

You waited patiently, appreciating each performer for their talent and beauty but when the electric guitar began to play a shiver of excitement ran through your body. 

You smirked as women danced around him while a cigarette dangled from his lips and his long, thick fingers strummed the strings of his guitar. Sweat clung to the tattoos on his bare chest and the tight black underwear they had him donning left nothing to the imagination. 

Dipping his head back, he shook his long hair away from his eyes, meeting yours hidden behind a black mask before winking your way. 

Eddie was a charmer and his kind heart combined with his crass attitude was something you mentally devoured. You could listen to him talk for hours but they were only yours for the night. His lips could move a mile a minute as he spoke but between your legs, he was slow and methodical as his tongue repeatedly pushed you to the edge. 

A spotlight illuminated the sexy back above the stage in a swing as he slowly descended and the cheers erupted around him. You didn’t need to see his face to know who it was. You had licked up and down his spine numerous times while your strap on pushed deep inside him as he begged for more. 

Tonight, they had both men matching with this particular boy in a black G-string that could barely contain him as the garter and lace along his legs had your breath catching in your throat. Steve’s best feature may have been his hair but no one could deny how delicious his chest looked with abs that you desperately wanted to kiss. 

You appreciated the spectacle at The Late Night Circus but the show was more for everyone else. At this point, everyone knew that Eddie and Steve were always taken on Saturday nights by the mysterious woman in all black. The Ringmaster insisted that they were still apart of the show and had to perform, however. Steve sat pretty on his swing showing off his muscles and Eddie usually played his guitar as dancers moved around him. 

If anything, it pissed you off more that people were staring and eye fucking something that belonged to you. 

As the show came to a close, you listened as people around you spoke in vulgarities about the people they were going to choose. Some of them had the audacity to mention them and it took all your energy not to snap. 

“VIP members, if you will follow me.”

You rose with your money in hand, waiting in line for your turn to finish your deal.

“Ah Lady in Black, how are we tonight?”

“Just fine, Ringmaster.”, you reply flatly as you hand him the bills and he grins wickedly.

“Wonderful. You know the rules so I don’t need to reiterate.” You nod, stepping forward into the back area where the private rooms were located before his voice gives you pause. “Oh, and by the way, Steven may not be 100% so don’t go too hard. You never do but…”

“Why wouldn’t he be at 100%?”, you asked with an edge to your tone that had his head tilting in amusement. You were one of the few people that had the nerve to speak up to him and he appreciated that…to a point…

“Let’s just say he disobeyed so he was punished.”

“You put your hands on him?”, you growled.

The Ringmaster chuckled sarcastically, turning to face you as he glared. 

“They may be yours on Saturday nights, baby, but they’re mine the rest of week.”

You two stared each other down until you finally backed away allowing him to think he won as you headed for your room. You hated the décor of these cheap little dorm style areas they shelled out for the night. For the price you were paying, the least they could do is allow you to bring them home or put you in a nicer area.

After taking off your mask, you untie your hair and shake it out as the sound of a door slowly opening filled your ears. Strong arms wrapped around your stomach and you finally allowed yourself to smile as you leaned your head back to meet Eddie’s lips with your own. 

“Hey, sweetheart.”

“Hey.” When he lets you go, you turn to hug Steve who winces slightly in your grip. “Ringmaster told me he hurt you. Why?”

The boy smiled at your concerned tone, cupping your cheeks to kiss you before taking a seat on the mattress. 

“Between the show he has us putting on every weekend and the clients we service through the week, honey, you’re our only reprieve. You are the only thing we look forward to.” As he speaks his voice breaks as he tries to keep himself in check and your heart breaks. “He’s been talking about filling your slot so I confronted him.”

“Excuse me?”, you grumble in immense anger, not even thinking as you turn to go confront him before Eddie hastily grabs your wrist and places you back between them. “I’m not going to allow that. I don’t care what I have to do.”

Steve smiles up at you as the long-haired boy pets your head and kisses your temple. 

“How did he punish you?”

“He, um, had his asshole goons hurt me. Not the face though…just right here.”, he gestures absently at his torso. 

Taking a couple steps towards him, you sink to your knees between his legs and a heavy sigh left his chest when your hand lightly grazes his ribs down his sides. 

“Right there? Am I hurting you, baby?”

“No, no. I just like when you touch me. Even if it’s just this.”

You softly smiled as you leaned over and gently kissed his skin. When your lips trailed along his tummy, Steve took hold of your face, tilting your head to kiss you. 

“I’m so sorry you’re hurting. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“You can’t make that promise, princess.”, the metalhead exhaled sullenly as he came to sit beside his friend. 

“Yes, I can. You can come live with me and I can take care of you.”

“How?”

“I have money.”

“Why would you put your money up for us? I mean you won’t even tell us your name, Lady.”

“Do you not want to live with me, Edward?! Would you rather stay here?!”, you screamed, agitated by his questions.

“Lady, this has been our life for so long I barely remember anything else. Add in the fact that in our experience people don’t care enough to keep us around. You’re the longest relationship we’ve had and we only see you once a week. And he’s right…we don’t know your name.”

Huffing in frustration, you rise to your feet and begin to pace. 

“I like you calling me Lady. When I met you that’s what you called me and I didn’t think to tell you my real one. Here…I’m Lady in Black. Out there I’m the ruthless business minded bitch daughter of a power couple who gave me a section of their company. I have no one out there…”

“Then…then maybe we should keep things as they are.”, Eddie murmured softly as he collected you into his arms. “Trust us, we’re a bit of a pain in the ass. You don’t want us in your life 24/7.”

The boy chuckled but behind his words you heard the pain as he broke his own heart. 

“You’re right.”, your sighed causing both their gazes to snap in your direction. “Maybe, I should go…”

As you began walking to the door, you heard the bed creak before strong hands turned you around and arms wrapped around your waist as Steve pressed his face into your belly. 

“No! No, honey, please. Don’t leave. We’re sorry. We just—”

“Shhhh. I know…I know, baby.”, you cooed as your fingers tangled in his hair, pushing him closer to your body. “Let me take care of you, sweetie.”

He smiles softly up at you, a desperate, needy energy sounding him that you couldn’t get enough of. There’s nothing in this world you enjoyed more than seeing them happy, although a close second was watching them fall apart while they were inside you. 

Gripping his bicep, you motioned for him to rise and guided him back to the bed to sit beside his friend. 

“I love these little things he’s got you both in.”, you grin as you lightly pull on the garter around his thighs making their own smiles grow. 

Any genuine emotion or facial expression you bestowed upon them pierced their souls in a good way. It was rare in their lives to see such a thing as everyone around them including the other “performers” were seeking control. They were taught early on that genuine emotion was weakness, even by their families. 

Didn’t change the fact that they still craved it and you were the only person to give them what they needed in more ways than one. 

“One day he’ll put Eddie in one of these.”, Steve teased as the other boy laughed lightly and leaned his head on his shoulder. 

“I don’t look half as good as you in lingerie.”, the long-haired boy mumbles lightly against his skin as his lips linger along his warm flesh. 

Outside this room they hid their affection for each other but for you they were open and honest. That’s all you ever really asked of them; for them to be themselves. 

“I disagree. I think a good little see-through lace corset would look amazing against your tattoos.”, you smile as you crawl over to him and straddle his waist.

“What about you, baby? You’d look so fucking sexy in something like this.”, the other man beams at you as he gestures at his ensemble and falls back against the bed to be shoulder to shoulder with Eddie. 

You knew immediately that their compliments were never part of the package that came with them. They weren’t saying things solely to make you feel good but because they were telling the truth. Men out in the real world underestimated you constantly not just because of your gender but because you weren’t the stereotypical thin girl with “elegant” features. 

When you revealed your tenacity, a new stereotype took hold. 

“Of course she’s amazing at business. She’s not distracted by dating or a social life because she fat.”

You hated that assessment for many reasons but the biggest one being that your size had nothing to do with how smart and headstrong you were. Eddie and Steve seemed to recognize that immediately and you appreciated that. 

“I have a ton of different lingerie’s at my house.”

They exchange a glance before choosing to ignore your comment as Steve leaned towards the metalhead’s shoulder and trailed his kisses up to his neck. 

“Y/N.” Both men’s attention turns to you as you straighten your back and your eyes shift towards the tacky comforter pattern behind their heads. “My name is Y/N but please don’t stop calling me Lady. Like I said…I like it.”

Ringed fingers slide effortlessly into your hair as Eddie’s palm pulls your lips to his. 

“Beautiful. Just like you, sweetheart.”, he whispers. 

“Our Lady.”, Steve murmurs into your ear as his arm circles around you to hug you both closer to his chest. 

With a smile stretched across your face, you tenderly kiss down Eddie’s body allowing your mouth and tongue to linger over every tattoo you passed. You patiently took the time to refamiliarize yourself with his smell and his taste that you missed every other day of the week. Pulling down the tight black underwear, his cock sprung free and you marveled at his size as your fingers took hold of his girth. 

“Jesus.”

Steve followed your lead and left kisses of his own down the boy’s chest. His lust ridden eyes watched you as you stroked Eddie’s length, utilizing the beads of precum as lubricant to aid you. 

“His cock is so pretty, don’t you think?”

“Yes.”, the man breathed out, licking his lips at the sight. 

Snaking your hand behind his head, you brought him closer, kissing him softly before guiding the other boy’s tip to your lips. 

“Fuck, he always tastes so good.”

“Yeah, he does.”, Steve purred as he subtly began grinding against the mattress underneath him. 

“Hey, now, needy boy. You have to control yourself.”, you lightly scolded, your eyes locking with his as your tongue darted out to lick Eddie’s slit. 

“Fuck, baby, please.”, he whined as his fingers pet your hair. 

“Can you behave?”

“Yes, honey, I promise.”

Seemingly satisfied with his response you offered him what he wanted and he graciously enveloped Eddie’s dick into his awaiting mouth. 

“Look at you. Taking him so well. I could watch you do this for hours. Just let him keep coming down your pretty throat.”

“T-That’s it, Steve.”, Eddie whimpered as the man took him all the way to the back of his throat leaving a cascade of drool in his wake. 

“Do you want him, Ed? Do you want to taste him?”

“Yes, Lady, baby.”

Gently pulling at his hair, the boy comes off him with a pop and aggressively leans towards you to capture your lips. 

“Not yet, sweetie. Let him taste you. Sit on his face.”

Grinning like a kid in a candy store, Steve bounces up the bed and straddles Eddie’s face, groaning when hands cling to his thighs and his tongue flicks at his entrance. Taking over where he left off you open your mouth wide and flatten your tongue as you bob your head along his length. 

“Shit, Eddie. Your mouth…your mouth feels so fucking good.”

Your eyes flick up to watch as the metalhead sucks on one of the other boy’s balls causing an obscene sound to fall from his lips as he aggressively strokes his cock with his fist. 

“Slow down, Stevie. I want you to cum inside me.” Seeing his face twitch with need, you fly up towards him and cup your hands to his cheeks. “Don’t fucking cum, Steven. Tonight you’re both mine and I want you to cum while my pussy is squeezing your dick.”

“Baby, please.”, he begs as his palms cup your face in return. “I’m so close.”

You tap on Eddie’s chest and he promptly stops what he’s doing eliciting a moan to fall from the other boy’s lips as his hands fall to hold your wrist. 

“I’m sorry, honey. I’ll be good, I promise.”

Tilting his head, you kiss his forehead and the soft action sends a chill of pleasure through his body. They both loved and needed your affection like a drug they never wanted to stop taking. 

Watching with needy eyes, their irises followed you around the room as you casually removed the rest of your clothing. In anticipation, Eddie slowly stroked himself, zeroing in on the slick that was glistening on your inner thighs. 

You were just as hungry as they were but you were better at keeping it reigned in. 

“She’s so fucking perfect.”, he murmured to his friend who nodded earnestly in agreement.

“Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Always, sweetheart.”, Eddie grinned as you climbed on top of him with your back facing him. 

He held himself steady, watching between your bodies as you slowly sunk down on his cock. 

“Goddamn it, Lady, your pussy feels so fucking good. You have no idea.”

After a few cursory rolls of your hips, you leaned your back against his chest and he held you tightly as you kissed his cheek. 

“I feel good?”

“Yeah, princess, you do. So fucking tight.”

Planting his feet into the bed, he thrust up into you immediately hitting that spot inside you only they had ever reached. 

“Ah, my god.”

The feeling of electricity shot through your body and when your fingers reached down, they were promptly tangled into Steve’s fluffy head of hair between your legs. His tongue flicked out again to play with your clit and that feeling of ecstasy ran through you again as you embraced it. 

You pushed him harder against you and in return he flattened his muscle allowing him to lick you and Eddie as the boy thrust upward. 

“Fuck!”

“H-Harder, Eddie.”

His thick fingers dug into your sides as he honored your command, slamming you down as he pumped up roughly. 

“Cum, pretty girl. Please…I—mmph—I need to feel it.”

A string of ahs fell from your mouth as your fingers tugged at their hair and they moaned loudly at the action. Your body shuddered against them as the ball fell and Eddie grunted in your ear as you road out your high. 

With his palm firmly around your throat, he forcefully turned you so your nose grazes his and his pants warm your lips. 

“Can I cum, Lady, please? Will you let…me fill up…your pussy?”

“Yes, Eddie, honey. I need you to.”, you whisper, softly smiling when his eyebrows furrow together in focus and you kiss his forehead just as he paints your walls with his release. 

“Good…Good boy, baby.”

Steve’s hair tickled your thigh as he tenderly kissed along the other boy’s legs, massaging your own with his palms as he patiently waited for his turn. 

“Are you ready for me, Stevie?”

“Yes, ma’am.”, he replied, looking up at you with wide, glassy eyes like a puppy waiting to be praised. They were always so polite but became extra so when they were desperate for a release. 

Extending your arms towards him, the man practically glowed as he smiled wide and lifted you up before placing you on your back with your head against the pillows. You studiously watched his face as his knees opened your legs wider and his face scrunched as he guided himself easily inside you. 

“Careful.”, you warn lightly causing his amber eyes to search your own features. 

“A-Are you ok? Are you sore? Am I hurting you?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his kindness as you shook your head. 

“No, baby. I just don’t want you to hurt.” 

At your words, you place your palm on the side of his ribs. Blinking rapidly, it was almost as if Steve forgot he had been hurt in the first place. Eddie leaned towards him, placing a small kiss just above your fingers and at the action, the man heavily exhaled as he fell fully on top of you. 

“I’m ok, beautiful. Fuck—you’re always so good to us. W-We miss you when you’re away.”

While he spoke, Steve pumped his hips as you clung to his shoulders and he set a steady but firm pace. 

“Yeah, sweetie? I m-miss you to—mmm—so much.”

“Don’t let him take us away from you.”, he begged and again your heart broke as your possessive side took over.

“I won’t, Steve. You both are mine.”, you growled as you shifted your gaze to lock with Eddie’s. “Mine.”

“Yours.” At his heavy pant, he pounded into you and the bed underneath you three shook as you clung to his sweaty frame. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…I’m gonna cum. Can I, baby? Cum with me.”

His statement was a mix of a request and a command. 

You honored both by nodding and giving your approval.

Steve’s body trembled against yours as your cunt spasmed around him and he sloppily slammed his seed inside you. 

Falling to your side, they both gently kissed your neck and down your skin as they did what you had done, absorbing your smell and taste. 

Committing it to memory to save until next time.

“I meant what I said. I won’t let him take you both away from me.” You huffed angrily as they ignored you again and you pushed them to the side as you sat up between them. “I CAN bring you home.”

“Lady…”, Eddie sighs as he sits up next to you. “It’s not just that Ringmaster will make it hard for you to take us but…”

“But what? Be honest.”

“Where would we go?”

You look at Steve like he just asked you the most insane question you had ever heard. 

“You’d stay with me, of course. What…why would you think you wouldn’t?”

“So you’re just going to tell your family and friends that these two guys are staying with you indefinitely? We don’t hide our faces like you guys do. People will most likely recognize us and since you’re the only one elite member who purchases us—”

“I DON’T…purchase you…” Your voice cracks as you glance off to the side hating their wording. “I…I like you. I like spending time with you and talking to you. We…we don’t always have sex when I’m here.”

A sudden realization hits you that you’re unsure you’re prepared to hear the answer for.

“Do you see us like that? Like I’m just…another transaction?”

“No, hey, no.”, Eddie quickly responds without hesitation. “No. You’re different and we know that but that doesn’t change how the world out there sees this. He’s right, baby, we don’t hide. I imagine the bulk of the people that come here on Saturday are probably people you see on a day to day. You could lose everything for two whores you barely even know.”

You scoff at his statement, pulling back the covers as you search for your clothes. 

“What? What’s bothering you, Y/N?! Is it the truth?!” At the sound of your name, you glare Steve’s way and he waivers slightly while still standing his ground beside you. “I’m sorry.”

“No, for your information. I’m just starting to see how this dynamic is being seen differently than I thought it was.”

“Explain.”

“Fuck you!”

“HEY! You want us to go with you, plead your fucking case and give us a reason to hope!”

His particular phrasing causes your head to tilt but you allow the thought to pass as you throw your items back down to the floor. 

“I don’t see you that way.”, you start as you gesture towards Eddie. “I don’t see you as whores or anything like that. I’ve just always seen you as…mine. We’re guarded, the three of us, and I get that. I may not know everything there is to know but…I do know that you both are incredibly kind. Steve, you are one of the most protective people I’ve ever met and Eddie you’re so funny. I like hearing you talk about…anything really.

I know that you both smoke because I smell it lingering on your skin after you fall asleep holding me. Even if I didn’t see you playing guitar every Saturday, Eddie, I would know because I can feel the callous and indents on your fingers when you touch my lips or my skin. I know Steve takes care of his hair and puts extra product in it because I feel how soft it is when I run my fingers through it while you both talk.

I know that you both have demons you don’t talk about. I see them in your eyes and on your skin. I see them every time you walk out that door. I may not know all your details but…I’m asking for the opportunity.”

When you finish, they glance at each other having a silent conversation before their little laugh echoes through the room. 

“Geez, sweetheart, I don’t know what you do for work but you definitely know how to speak.”, Eddie teases as he takes hold of your wrist and pulls you back to bed.

“What would you do if someone found out about us? If we lived with you?”, Steve asked as he climbed in beside you. 

“The truth. Your mine and I care about you. If anyone demeans you or says something nasty then I can handle it.” Both men grin, getting more comfortable once again within the sheets. “Honestly, though they’ll probably be snotty with me…find a way to bring my size into it. ‘The only way she could find someone is to pay for it.’”

At your words, they become more alert as you see their eyes darken in a way you had never seen before. 

“People out there talk about you like that?”, Eddie rumbles as he sits up on his elbow. 

“I mean, I’m used to it—”

“You shouldn’t be.”, Steve growls equally angry. “I bet it’s one of these fuckers in here to. I wish we knew who.”

“Because we’d fucking hurt them.”

“Hey, hey.”, you coo as you try to bring their attention back to you. “I’m ok. I appreciate you wanting to protect me.”

“Some of the guys talk about us and our bodies. We hate it. Some fucking asshole demeaned Eddie in front of me and I almost killed him.”

It was your turn to sit up on your elbows as you tried to control your breathing. 

“I’m going to get you out of here. I don’t care what I have to do.”

#######################

“Yes! Can I fucking assist you!?”, the Ringmaster shouts in frustration as he swings open the door you had been banging on for the last few seconds. “Lady in Black. How can I help you at 8 in the goddamn morning?”

“I want to buy their freedom.”

“Who?”

You sigh in annoyance as you push past him into his apartment above the club and turn to face him after he closes the door. 

“Eddie and Steve. I want to buy their freedom. How much?”

The Ringmaster chuckles as he casually strolls to his desk nearby and grabs a cigarette from a pack, lighting the end before throwing his body on to the couch. 

“You want to take my stars, baby girl.”

“Don’t call me that.”, you seethe. 

“Oooo. You want something from me yet you won’t play nice? How did you make your millions again?”

“Let’s just cut the bullshit, Ring. You and I both know all you care about is money. You don’t give a fuck about your performers so I’ll ask again. How. MUCH?”

Seemingly intrigued, he tilts his head back as he blows smoke in your face. 

“How much do you make in a year, Lady? I read somewhere it’s in the ballpark of 5 million.”

“That’s how much my parents make a year combined with investments.”

“Hm, well…”, he pauses as he exhales. “Better get mommy and daddy on the line then. I’ll give them to you for 10million. 5 for Ed and 5 for Steve.”

Your nostrils flare as you try to hide how much the number throws you off guard. But you made them a promise and you were do anything you could to get them out of here. 

Chuckling, the man rose to his feet, running his fingers through his greasy hair as he tossed his cigarette out the window. 

“Best get a move on, baby girl, and I’d make sure to book them quicker this time around if you can. They have a lot of eyes on them and people are jumping at the chance to experience them for themselves.”

###############

@myherometalhead @dashingdeb16 @micheledawn1975 @hardladyheart @utterlyinsanity

[ent-is-indecisive]

id : a digital painting in dark tones with a golden and purple decorated border. steve is kneeling, bare chested, with his back to the viewer. He is wearing pearl shoulder jewellry and a big circle sigil is shining on the middle of his back and connected to magical binds around his torso, neck and wrists. the end of these ties are wrapped in eddie's hand. Eddie is seated on a wooden vanity dressed in black dress pants and a sheer shiny shirt, open halfway. He is also wearing a ruby necklace shining the same colour as the magic and reflecting in his eyes. /end id

Here is the drawing i sent off for the reverse big bang and that @viviseawrites made so much better ! We've mostly worked separately so I am just as excited as you all to go read "they gave you life, and in return, you gave them hell"

[intothedysphoria]

Once again, Steve finds himself kneeling by Billy’s slightly worse for wear boots.

Billy’s apartment is in the bad side of town. Significantly so. Steve never feels scared with Billy by his side.

Nobody’s dangerous there. Just struggling. And it’s no fucking crime to be poor. That’s what Billy always says.

He’s got a lot of rage brimming just under the surface. Doesn’t like how unfair it all is. And if Steve had experienced Billy’s home life, Steve suspects he’d probably be angry too.

Steve just offered to be an outlet. That’s all. No matter what Carol says, he’s not afraid of a bit of pain and humiliation.

Sometimes there is that. Billy has a mean streak during scenes that’s unparalleled. It’s exhilarating and Steve is always hooked.

But he’s so soft afterwards. Gentle and caring. Making sure Steve drinks water, feels settled, has a nap.

Billy’s someone Steve could come to love. Probably already loves if he’s being honest.

But it’s just an arrangement. Nothing more, nothing less.

No matter how Billy looks at him, he’d never love Steve back.

It doesn’t stop Steve from hoping.

@shieldofiron @oopsiedaisiesbaby @fizzigigsimmer

[shieldofiron]

Professional Dom Billy who holds warm ropes when he’s alone, waiting for the heat of Steve’s skin to fade. Who used to dream in leather and now has a reoccurring sexual fantasy involving “only a polo shirt and Burberry cologne.” Who wipes Steve’s tears away and has to fight the urge to kiss his fingers.

Professional Dom Billy who’s feeling less professional by the moment, but when he sees Steve has booked another session, can’t seem to turn him down.

Happy Holidom’s Harringrove Nation ❤️ @oopsiedaisiesbaby @fizzigigsimmer @intothedysphoria and I are just feeling the spirit of the season.

[mugloversonly]

Tommy Doesn't Know

summary: Eddie fucks Steve on Tommy's birthday

This is my last submission (and only a day late!) for @steddiesmuttyseptember Prompts: degradation | silent | full | impact cw: cheating more tags on AO3 ao3

smut under the cut

A hand slammed against Steve’s mouth, silencing his moans of ecstasy. “I thought you said you could be quiet, slut” Eddie whispered in his ear. He thrust his fingers harder into Steve, his chest was pressed to his back and his other arm wrapped around his front to grasp his cock. “We don’t want your boyfriend to find out.” Eddie bit his ear. Steve mumbled against his hand and Eddie removed it so he could speak.

“Just fuck me. I don’t care if everyone hears.” Steve demanded. The music from the party downstairs thumped through the floor as Eddie lifted Steve off his lap, ignoring his whine of protest. He threw him onto the bed on his stomach, his hand came down to leave a resounding smack on his ass.

“You want my cock, slut? You’re going to have to beg.” Eddie smirked at Steve’s huff.

“Fuck me, Eddie.” Steve said again. Eddie brought his hand down on Steve’s ass again causing the man to cry out. “Please! Please fuck me with your monster cock! I need it.”

“Shut your mouth, whore. Unless you want your beloved to hear.” Eddie took his bandanna and folded it a few times before pinching Steve’s nose until he opened his mouth. He thrust the bandanna inside and tied it around his head. “There, since you can’t keep quiet, I’ll make you.”

He flipped Steve onto his back and grasped his balls, twisting them slightly before slapping his cock. A bit of pre-cum spit out onto his stomach. “Oh, you like that? You’re just a whiny dumb bitch aren’t you?” Eddie asked. Steve nodded pathetically much to Eddie’s delight. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, I’m going to fuck your tight cunt for as long as I want and you’re going to keep quiet if you want to cum. Got it baby girl?” Eddie asked. Steve moaned against his gag and his hips jutted forward. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Eddie laughed meanly.

He climbed on top of Steve and lined his tip up with his hole, shoved all ten inches in to the hilt, and slapped Steve hard across the face at the same time. His cock kicked up, Eddie squeezed tightly at the base to stop him from blowing his load all over them. “Not yet, baby. Think you can hold it for me?” Steve nodded frantically. “Good girl”, Eddie got the pleasure of seeing Steve’s eyes disappear into his head at the name. “You like that? Like my big cock splitting you open?”

Steve reached up and said around the gag in his mouth, “yes, Daddy. Love your huge cock inside” he moaned. Eddie’s thrusts picked up speed, practically slamming into Steve’s asshole.

“Fuck, your cunt is so tight.”

“Fucking me so deep, I can feel it in my throat.” Steve groaned as he threw his head back. “I’m close, cum inside.” He didn’t care that he was at his boyfriend’s birthday party. He didn’t care that he’d be a mess afterwards, all Steve wanted was to feel Eddie drip from his hole the rest of the night.

“You want my cum baby? Want me to fill you up?” Eddie asked as he grabbed Steve’s hips and pulled him hard against his body. Eddie yanked the bandanna out of his mouth, “answer me, whore.” Eddie growled.

“Yes! Yes, Daddy fill me up, paint my cunt with your cum.” Steve cried out.

“Here, it comes baby,” he whispered as he shoved himself into Steve to the hilt, releasing his cum so deep Steve could taste it. Steve threw his head back as he came all over his stomach. Hot ropes of thick white cum spurted up to his chin, Eddie licked some of it up before slipping his tongue into Steve’s mouth making him swallow it.

Finally spent, the two collapsed onto the bed breathing hard. Eddie pulled his softening cock out and shoved the plug he brought into Steve’s ass causing him to whimper. “Now when you give Hagan his birthday blow job you’ll remember what it felt like to be fucked by a real man.” Steve sighed and withered as Eddie pumped the toy a few times before nestling it deep.

“Let’s get you cleaned up yeah?” Eddie asked. They were in the Hagan master bedroom so Eddie trotted to the attached bathroom and wet a wash cloth. He swiped it over himself, wiping off the cum and sweat before wetting a clean one for Steve.

He climbed back into bed and cleaned Steve up as he blinked back to awareness. “That was amazing.” Steve whispered.

“Yeah? You like being my good girl?” Eddie asked smirking at Steve’s whine.

“Like being yours” he admitted.

“Yeah? You wanna be mine? Leave your textbook boyfriend for the freak?” Eddie teased. Before Steve could answer, they heard a call from outside the room.

“Steve? You good in there?” Tommy called. Eddie grinned as his eyes roamed Steve’s form.

“Yeah! I’ll be down in a sec” he shouted back. Tommy walked away much to Steve’s relief. The two men got dressed, stealing kisses every now and then. The plug in Steve’s ass kept Eddie’s cum inside and rubbed against his prostate.

“You go out first. I’ll follow you down in a minute” Eddie said.

“You’re still free tomorrow?” Steve asked as he kissed the older man.

“For you? Always.” As Steve unlocked the door, Eddie pulled him back for one last slip of his tongue. “Tell Hagan happy birthday for me.” He said with a smirk.

“I do want the freak, by the way” Steve ducked out of the room with a giddy smile. What Tommy didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Besides he’d be breaking up with him soon anyway.

[sidekick-hero]

(explicit | 437 words | @steddiemicrofic prompt: plug | tags: mean dom Eddie, subspace, bondage, edging)

Inspired by fanart from the one and only @maikaartwork (link leads to a steddie 18+ community)

The pain of kneeling on the cold, hard floor is just a whisper and every shift of his body raises the volume of that whisper to a low murmur before it fades back into the background.

And why not, when there are so many other bruises and marks on his body, adding to the soft symphony of pain and pleasure his body is singing. What's a few aching knees compared to burning handprints on his ass or bite marks on his back?

Not enough, which is why Steve's glad that Eddie covered his skin with so many reminders of his love.

They comfort him as Eddie returns to his book from which Steve so rudely interrupted him. He couldn't help it. Not with Eddie looking like that. Thin pajama pants that leave nothing to the imagination, showing off the thick outline of his boyfriend's gorgeous cock.

His hunger for Eddie scares him sometimes. It runs deeper than lust, burns hotter than love. It's like a wildfire eating away at his sanity.

Eddie had read his mood instantly, knowing right away that Steve wanted to play, wanted Eddie to show him his place. To own him in a way no one had ever wanted him before.

"This is what you want, slut? So desperate, Jesus Christ. Drooling like a bitch in heat," Eddie says, voice condescending. "Couldn't even wait for me to finish my book, huh?"

Steve is too far gone already, slipping under as soon as Eddie had his hands tied behind his back, rendering him utterly helpless. Just a toy for Eddie to use, a body thoroughly owned by the man who also owns his heart and soul.

The echoing sound of a stinging slap on his already burning ass cheek jolts him back to reality. "Y- Yes, sir. Fuck me… please, need… fuck, need you."

Eddie coos at him, like he's a puppy yipping at Eddie to play with him. "Awww, my poor, desperate slut, need my cock so bad, huh. But you broke the rules, baby, and that means I have to punish you."

Steve whines, empty hole clenching.

Then he feels the smooth end of something firm and round against his rim, pushing in relentlessly.

A plug, his largest by the feel of it.

Eddie begins to twist and pump until Steve has to fight every instinct not to mindlessly hump the floor. "O-Ooooh Gooood".

"Quiet, whore, if you interrupt my reading again, I'll stop."

"N-No, please…I'll be g-good…so good for you."

"Then wait until I'm done. Maybe I'll fuck you then, but only if you don't come," Eddie orders.

Steve slips deeper.

[drytacomeat]

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Enjoy

(reblogs much appreciated)

part one here

The guilt was eating you up.

Not in a “I watched my two closest friends fuck on live and invaded their privacy” way but in a “I want to watch all of their other content even though I know it’s wrong” kind of way.

After about a week and a half, Eddie and Steve figured you weren’t sick or even busy. They knew something was up with you, but they could not figure out what.

Both of the boy’s cared for you deeply, and your presence was greatly missed. Eddie found himself just moping in bed, aimlessly plucking at his guitar strings while Steve had baked the entire kitchen full.

Their streaming schedule even became thrown off, only down to one stream per week instead of their regular three.

They were grieving their friendship with you because they just did not know what they could have done to make you suddenly so distant.

Steve proposed that you might be seeing someone new and didn’t want them in your business.

Though he proposed the possibility, it made his heart hurt to think about.

Eddie decided it was possible and fair, but he couldn’t help but wish it weren’t true.

You were one of the only people who understood and accepted him no matter what. He didn’t want to lose you. He cursed himself for never speaking up about his feelings.

Hell, if Steve didn’t make a move, he wouldn’t have ever told him how he felt.

Frankly, the boy felt like a coward, and he felt like he was getting the short end of the stick in all of this.

Of course he knew how much Steve liked you as well, but he was better with rejection and acceptance.

So here were Eddie and Steve laying in bed after filming a scene. Though Eddie tended to be the more dominant one, Steve was always more than happy to give him extra aftercare.

He needed it more, especially now. Steve stroked his hair as he sighed loudly.

“Eddie…” Steve began.

“There’s just no way, right? I mean…I thought she liked you at least,” he started.

“Eddie.”

“You’re the prettiest boy I’ve ever seen, Steve. She, fuck, I can see it in her eyes she wants to fuck you,” he huffed.

“You’re handsome too, Eddie. I always figured she had a crush on you, y’know. Felt out of place until…I didn’t,” he smiled then frowned.

“We gotta do something. We gotta go talk to her, Steve!” he perked up.

“Is that not what we’ve been trying to do all week?”

“Yeah, but we left when she asked us to last time,” he said as he bit his lip in thought, “How about we give her one more week to come to her senses. If she doesn’t, we will not leave her doorstep until we get some fucking answers.”

Steve couldn’t help but smile at the ridiculous plan, though he knew it might very well work.

“Hey, don’t give me that fucking look. I miss her. I miss my y/n.”

•••

Sure enough, you avoided them for the entirety of the week they gave you.

Time had passed by dreadfully slow for all of you, but Eddie now had a plan. He planned to execute it too now that he’s found out from Robin that you had been going in to work regularly for the past two weeks. So you were, in fact, not sick. All that was left to do now was convince Steve to follow through.

“So let me get this straight,” Steve started, “We are to go to her home, bang on her door, and “demand” she let us in?”

Eddie, who was biting nails as he faced away from Steve, turned around dramatically.

“Yes!”

“What if she just doesn’t, though?”

“Well, I figure you’re sporty right?“ he shrugged. “Big strong muscles and all that.”

“So if she doesn’t let us in, you want me to force my way in?”

“Exactly!”

“Eddie.”

“Look, it’s going to work. It has to,” he sighed.

“But this feels kinda wrong,” Steve reasoned.

“Does it?” he dragged out as he squinted.

“Yes.” Steve responded sternly.

He just yanked his jacket from the couch and pulled Steve along.

“Let’s go!”

•••

Three knocks were heard at your door. It was seven at night, but it was still pretty bright out. You figured it could have been the same kid who asks you to buy girl scout cookies every single day at sunset.

You flung open the door.

“Look Abby, I can’t afford to keep buy-,” you cut yourself off. “Oh.”

Eddie and Steve stood on your doorstep looking more nervous than you had ever seen them before.

“Uhm guys, I’m sick,” you said before fake coughing, hoping they’d still believe it.

“Cut the bullshit, Y/n. Robin told us you’ve been going to work every day this week, and you took no days off last week either,” Steve spoke. “You’re ignoring us.”

“No, no! It’s just-“

“Just be honest with us! Are you seeing someone!” Eddie blurted.

“Uhm? What! No! Why?” you replied as you unconsciously opened your door more.

“Well, you’ve been ignoring us for weeks!” he continued urgently.

You sighed and opened the door more.

“Come in.”

Steve and Eddie scrambled in awkwardly. They both stood with their hands awkwardly in their pockets, shoulders touching.

You stood with your mouth folded inward, awkward as well.

Steve decided to speak up.

“Why’ve you been ignoring us, Y/n?” Steve started, “I mean, if you aren’t seeing anyone, I see no valid reason for essentially ghosting us.”

Your mouth gaped. You were at a loss for words.

“Are you…did we do something wrong? You can tell us, or you can at least tell me,” Eddie sympathized as he stepped closer to you.

“Eddie, it’s not-“

“Was it me then?” Steve spoke up, insecurity plaguing his tone.

“Steve, no,” you said as you looked towards Steve with pleading eyes.

“Then what is it!” Eddie found his voice escalating.

“Please, Y/n. Please just say some-“

“I saw your livestream!” you blurted due to the heat of the burning questions.

Both of the boy’s faces fell, color draining from them. Eddie backed towards Steve before looking at him in panic, then back to you.

“Uhm, how long-which one did you, uhm, see?” Eddie asked nervously, not able to meet your eyes.

“Look, I’ve only seen one. It was like a week ago, sometime early in the week. I don’t know,” you sighed.

Their eyes widened more as they fully turned to look at each other now.

“Look, I don’t judge you guys or anything,” you rushed, “I just saw it, and I felt like I just invaded your privacy. I’m sorry, and I completely support your relationship, whatever that may be.”

Steve’s brows raised, and Eddie stood there silent and frozen.

You had no chance to read anything from their expressions, but your chest was clenching. You were lying through your teeth because this hurt like hell. You had been confirmed that they were seeing each other in some sort of way, and despite the little piece of you that wanted to believe they were longing for you, you just figured it was time to be rational with yourself.

Eddie scanned Steve’s eyes for any discomfort because though he loved you so much, he also loved Steve. He knew Steve deserved to have his feelings considered in this situation as well.

Steve gave a small nod towards Eddie causing Eddie to sigh. Eddie turned back towards you, stepping closer and grabbing your hand loosely.

“Did you like it?” Eddie asked just above a mumble.

You were taken aback. You rapidly blinked as you tried to think of an answer. Steve shot a small half-smile in your direction.

“I mean, I guess? Is that okay?” you spoke.

The room was stark silent again, and you began to fidget.

“Yes, that’s okay!” Eddie accidentally shouted. “That’s so okay.”

“Perfect even,” Steve chimed in and you let out the breath you had not known you had been holding.

“So how long have you guys been…”

“Well, me and Steve have been “involved” since about his senior year of highschool,” Eddie began as he went to sit on your couch, Steve following suit.

“What?” you questioned, genuinely shocked.

“Yeah, I mean it was just that I bought weed from him at school, then it progressed from me buying weed to smoking with him, then I would hang out at his house, so on and so forth. We became friends yada yada. I realized I liked him, so I went for it. It was already rumored he was a queer,” Steve explained. You just nodded along because this was something Eddie kept from you for a long time. Longer than you thought.

“Yeah, I turned him gay,” Eddie smiled.

“So you both are gay?” you asked in shock because Eddie had never told you this, and now you felt delusional for thinking either of them had feelings towards you. You unconsciously bit your lip and looked away as tears welled in your eyes. How could you have been so stupid and oblivious.

“Well, no,” Eddie spoke up, “We aren’t completely gay.”

“Oh,” you murmured trying to sound as normal as you could.

“Yeah,” Steve said and looked to Eddie who gave him a small smile before turning back in your direction, “We’re not completely gay. I’m bisexual I think it’s called and Eddie is…well he’s just Eddie. See that’s where you come in, babe.”

Steve smiled nervously at you, and Eddie was now fiddling with his hair (something he only did when he was really nervous.)

You slowly turned your head back in the boy’s direction as Steve continued.

“So I know I’m not completely gay because I’ve liked girls, and I actually like one right now. Eddie also is not gay because…well he’s in love with you.”

Your brows raised as every stage of grief went through you, visibly. Eddie was at the edge of the couch, legs bouncing nervously while Steve sat with a face of utter confidence.

“I-but-you-dating?” you stumbled out pointing back and forth towards the two of them.

“Yeah we kinda are, but if I’m being honest, Eddie has probably loved you way before he started liking me,” Steve chuckled.

“What? For how long, Eddie?” you said as your brows furrowed. Eddie who usually had a big mouth was now sat silent.

“I’d probably say since you both were like little babies from the way he talks abo-,” Steve looked at Eddie who now stared at him with wide eyes, “Uhm, I’ll let him talk now.”

“Eddie?” you spoke softly, “I…is this true?”

“I-yes. Yes it’s true. I’ve loved you since, fuck, since I met you. You remember those little fuckers were hassling you because they thought you ate their little fruit snacks, but then I told them I did it,” he cracked a smile.

“Yeah and shared them with me when we got put in time out. I remember,” you smiled as you looking into his eyes, subconsciously scooting closer to the both of them.

“I love you, Y/n. I really do.”

You smiled at him until you remembered Steve was sitting right beside him and that you had very strong feelings for him as well.

“But what about you two? You can’t love me and be dating someone else, Ed. Right?” you asked as you looked towards Steve.

“Right, about that, look Steve has always known I’ve loved you. It’s just that over time as we hung out, we began to like each other on a more intimate level. Honestly, he asked me out, and I would have never even tried to ask him out. That’s how it was with you. If it weren’t for Steve, I would be passing up two of the greatest things to ever happen in my life. I told Steve that I loved you, and that I could see myself loving him,” he explained.

“Yes and I was okay with that. From the beginning, I always knew. I’ve always noticed you to be honest, Y/n. You stood out to me as well as Eddie. I wanted to get to know you too,” Steve smiled.

You felt so overwhelmed with emotions. This was so much to take in and so suddenly. You’d loved Eddie for the majority of your life, and you were beginning to love Steve. You felt your chances with either one of them was already just too good to be true, but now you had both of them confessing to you.

“Oh I…Eddie I love you too,” you smiled, “and Steve, I like you so much. The way I felt about you both is so strong it’s actually physically aggravating. I knew you two were involved even before I found your streams, and I just backed off. Figured it would be easier to deal with. It’s selfish, but I couldn’t imagine being without the either of you,” you chuckled.

“Not selfish at all, honey,” Steve reassured, “Honestly, I think Eddie here should’ve spoken up a long time ago. Pussy.”

“Shut the fuck up!” he retaliated and shoved Steve.

“Okay before you start bickering like children, I do a have question,” you interrupted.

“What’s that, pretty?” Eddie smiled.

“The streaming thing…how long have you been doing that?” you asked genuinely curious. You’d noticed when Eddie started to buy more expensive things, but you doubt that’s when things started up for them.

“Well honestly…right after graduation. I mean I was 20 and fresh out of highschool. Not too many options for me out there in the world, so I started steaming. Steve’s parents kind of threw him out a few months after that and was couch hopping really, but after a while I told him what I did for money. That’s when he joined, and our audience grew, as well as our bank accounts. Now we have a home that we both can feel safe in. And we get to have hot, hot sex to pay the bills,” he smirked. Steve shoved him.

“So, what are you thinking?” Steve asked.

You shook your head in silence, “Why didn’t you tell me this earlier, you idiots?”

Eddie couldn’t help but crack a large smile and shook his head.

“I don’t know because we’re stupid maybe. I do know that I really want to fucking kiss you right now, though.”

“Oh! Okay. Yeah, yes!” you rambled.

Eddie smiled towards you bringing his hands up to cup your face in his hands. Your gaze fell down to him lips before you leaned in. His lips were eager against yours, kiss sloppy and passionate at the same time.

You brought your fingers up to his hair, tugging loosely eliciting a moan from him. You remembered their stream and how big of a slut Eddie seemed for it.

You pulled away quite suddenly, wanting to admire the boy’s flushed face. His lips were slightly red and wet, still puckering.

You guided his face to the side so that you could see Steve’s expression from his spot on the couch.

“C’mere, pretty boy,” you commanded softly. The boy scooted closer to the two of you and you cupped his chin lightly before grazing your thumb over his bottom lip.

You slowly leaned into him. The kiss you two shared was slow and soft, more organized.

“Wanted to kiss you since I met you,” Steve admitted.

“I always want to kiss you, Y/n. Fuck it’s so stupid now to think, but we used to do these little things in our streams in hopes that you would see them and- fuck it’s so stupid. You’ve always been right here, and I’ve always just been a coward,” Eddie said shamefully.

You quickly swooped in to now cup his face, “Eddie, if anyone was the coward, it was me. I had two boys in front of me that I felt absolutely crazy about, and I did nothing about it because of my own insecurities. You’re brave, Ed. Both of you are. You share your most intimate moments to hundreds and thousands of people every week. That’s hot and really fucking brave.”

Eddie nodded with a smile on his face.

“I want to fuck you, and I want you to fuck Steve. I…it’s all I find myself thinking about,” he admitted. You smiled towards him as you pet his hair.

“You alright with that, Steve?” you asked out of concern. You wanted to make sure Steve was on board with everything as well. Poor boy didn’t deserve to ever feel left out.

“Fuck, yes! Have you seen our streams? Pretty sure I beg for it more than Eddie does.”

“So the “mommy��� thing…you like that more than Eddie here too or what?” you teased.

“I-“

Steve’s cheeks blushed a deep red.

“Aw, look at that. Stevie wants you to be his mommy,” Eddie pouted sarcastically.

“Shut the fuck up, Eddie,” Steve gritted out. You pouted towards the boy.

“Aw, none of that honey. Be a good boy for mommy, hm?” you reached out to cradle his chin in your hand.

Steve visibly softened and nodded.

“Eddie, kiss him to make up for being a bully,” you commanded suddenly, now beginning to grow into the dominant role. You also just really wanted to see them kiss.

Eddie quickly moved over towards Steve. He hovered over him before leaning down to press a hot kiss onto the boy’s lips.

He absolutely ravished the boy. You could feel the hunger they had for each other in the air, and it made you throb.

Eddie crawled onto his lap in a haste, hands traveling from Steve’s perfectly styled hair down to his chest.

Steve wrapped his arms around the boy’s torso before reaching to remove his shirt. Eddie quickly yanked it over his own head and moved on to removing Steve’s shirt.

You could feel your arousal pool in your panties it seemed.

Eddie began to grind down onto Steve’s lap, and light moans escaped Steve’s mouth.

You decided now was the time to interrupt.

“Alright, Eddie. Don’t hog all the fun,” you smirked as you sat beside Steve, “Mommy deserves to have fun too. Right, Steve?”

Steve nodded adoringly as he stared up at you. Eddie moved from his lap and began sloppily kissing over the boy’s shoulder and chest.

“Want you on me, mommy,” he whined as he tugged you onto him, “Want you here so bad. Always want you.”

“Steve,” you chuckled, “I’m too heavy for that, love.”

Steve eyed you then looked over towards Eddie before shaking his head and giggling. He pulled you down onto him suddenly and positioned you to a more comfortable position.

“See, baby. Not too heavy for big, strong Stevie,” Eddie smiled and placed a peck to your lips.

“Now, I don’t think that Eddie and I should be the only ones half naked.” Steve smiled up at you.

You sighed and nodded softly. You’ve slept with a few people, but this was so different. This felt much more intimate and exposing. You trusted these boys with your life, but you still couldn’t help but think that they might judge you.

You decided to swallow your nerves and fully give into the dominant persona.

“I’ll decide when I take anything off,” you scolded as you yanked Steve back by his hair, “Understand?”

Steve nodded as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

You let him go and pulled off your t-shirt, leaving you in your lounging bra. You did not expect them to be coming over or for that to lead to fucking.

You threw you shirt off to the side and gulped.

“So sexy, mommy,” Eddie groaned.

You couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your face. You reached out to pull Eddie into a hot kiss.

Steve ground you down onto his lap, and you could feel that he was hard through his jeans. He was so easy. You couldn’t help but smirk into the kiss you shared with Eddie.

“Hard already?” you joked. He nodded up at you, doe eyes wide. “Okay, pants off.”

You stood up as you watched them scramble to get their pants off. Eddie was the first to shimmy his down his legs, black boxers covering him. Though Steve was quick to unbuckle his pants, he hesitated before pulling them down.

“Hey, you okay with this, Steve?” you asked him, concern written all over your face.

“Uhm, yeah. Just that I’m…I’m not wearing boxers…” he smiled nervously.

“Going commando?” you smiled.

He looked uneasy, and when you looked over towards Eddie, he was just wearing a proud smug.

He shook his head.

“Oh,” you gasped as you realized, “Oh.”

Steve nodded before another nervous smile plastered across his face.

“Well, take off your pants, Steve. Lemme see,” you smiled widely.

He gulped before shimmying out of the tight jeans. They always made his ass look so good, you couldn’t help but wonder what it looked like bare and in real life.

Under his pants were white, lacy briefs.

“Tuh,” you let out and propped yourself onto one leg.

Steve still looked visibly nervous, so you smiled towards him, then towards Eddie.

“Eddie,” you started, “Give ‘em a lil kiss to make him feel better.”

Eddie wasted no time hopping onto Steve’s lap. He began grinding down onto the boy as they kissed messily again. Steve wrapped his arms around the small of Eddie’s back, and groaned into the kiss.

You couldn’t help but trail your fingers down to your underwear to rub over your aching clit at the scene. You couldn’t even think about shame at this point.

Eddie pulled away from Steve and turned back towards you. He pecked Steve’s lips before getting off of his lap and directing you onto the couch.

You sat down, letting out a heavy sigh as he crawled over you and began to kiss down your neck. Steve who sat to the right of you began to leave soft, sensual kisses down your shoulders and arms as Eddie kissed down your chest.

He massaged your right breast before letting out a groan.

“Such pretty titties, baby. I love ‘em. Always wanted to tell you, I was always lookin’ at em. Fuck,” he murmured and pulled your boob out so that it was spilling out over your bra. He quickly latched onto your nipple, moaning at the taste of your skin.

You can’t help but moan at the sudden attention to your breasts. They weren’t all that sensitive, but the scene itself made your body twitch.

He flicked his tongue over the hardening nipple as he stared up into your eyes.

“So pretty, Eddie,” you smiled down towards the boy. He looked over to Steve and guided his head towards the nipple that was previously in his mouth.

Steve moaned around your nipple.

Eddie began kissing down your body. He placed multiple kisses over your large tummy, seemingly kissing every stretch mark that lingered the skin.

His hands splayed across your stomach.

As he got down to where your panties rested upon your wide hips, he looked up towards you as he placed slow kisses along your lower stomach.

He used his teeth to pull at the elastic waist band before allowing it to snap back onto your skin.

You couldn’t help the gasp that escaped from

your mouth as Steve decided to teasingly bite down on your nipple.

Eddie continued leaving teasing kisses around your lower stomach and hips. You began to lose your patience.

“Won’t you hurry things alone, please?” you said demandingly albeit breathlessly.

Eddie smiled mischievously up towards you, “Anything for you, baby.”

He slowly moved the cotton underwear down your legs, slowly revealing your throbbing wetness, hidden away underneath your hair there.

Eddie had grown impatient as more of you were revealed and quickly yanked the panties on down your legs.

Once they were fully off, he pried your legs open and rested his head on your left thigh.

You had no time to be insecure over the fact that you had a steady growing bush down there because as soon as he was settled, Eddie breathed in your scent as he unconsciously bit his lip. He could feel his mouth pooling from the salivating he was doing.

He breathed you in, “Smell so good. I could sit here forever and just breathe you in. Can’t believe I’ve been missing out on this.”

He placed kisses onto your thighs and outer lips, tugging at your pubic hairs as well.

You were growing restless, and Steve could sense that. He had moved back up from your chest now, stroking your cheek and pressing light kisses to it.

“Stevie, you gotta get down here. Smell so good, not fair of me to have it all to myself, right?”

Steve smiled at you as he nodded. He moved down your body, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips, chest, and stomach before he settled on his knees alongside Eddie.

Eddie pulled him into an urgent kiss before pulling your legs farther apart and directing his head in the direction of the sopping pussy sitting in front of them.

Your chest was heaving in impatience. Eddie was petting Steve’s hair as he sweet talked him.

“Look at that fat pussy. So pretty. You ever seen a pussy that pretty, Steve? I sure as hell haven’t,” he groaned.

“Mm mm, prettiest pussy I’ve ever set my eyes on,” he responded.

You were now so turned on that you contemplated smothering one of them into your wet heat.

“If one of you don’t get to eating my pussy right now, I’m getting up and fucking my damn self,” you sassed.

Their eyes widened at the sudden outburst and Eddie smiled.

“Hm, I suppose we wouldn’t want that. Steve, why don’t you get the first taste? I know you’re great with your tongue,” Eddie explained, “Made me cum just by eating my ass. Talented little mouth.”

Meanwhile, Steve was turning bright red. The act of eating another man’s ass was already so taboo, and to have Eddie just outright admit to it made him feel a tad shameful.

You smiled down at the boy who looked a bit uneasy. You thumbed at his cheek before guiding his head towards your pussy, “I’ll have to be the judge of that now won’t I?”

Steve gave a nervous smile and leaned in. He felt odd. He was a pro at eating pussy, it was his specialty after all. He was never nervous about his performance, yet this felt different.

He swallowed his nerves before wetting his lips. He looked up towards you as he sensually spread your plump outer lips and inched towards your swollen clit.

He gave it a small lick before sucking it into his mouth. You could barely see him over the plushness of your stomach, but that didn’t matter because as soon as he created suction around your clit, your head was thrown back and moans were spewing from your mouth.

Eddie caressed your thigh as he pet Steve’s hair.

“Doing so good, huh? Making mommy feel so good?” he praised, “Yeah, eat that pussy, baby.”

Eddie was gripping onto your thigh tightly as Steve was swirling his tongue around your clit. He dipped his tongue down towards your dripping hole before licking back up the entirety of your cunt.

The surplus of sensations caused you to grab Eddie’s hand to ground yourself.

“Want you too, Eddie. Want you to eat me,” you breathed out. Eddie smiled up at you.

“Your wish, my command.”

You couldn’t help but cringe at the corny statement. Steve even pulled away from you to scold Eddie.

“Really, bro?”

“Shut up,” he retaliated and dove into your pussy suddenly.

He flicked his tongue up and down your clit before sucking down on it. He pulled off with a pop and placed a soft kiss to it.

“Taste better than I ever imagined,” he hummed. “I mean, eating ass is great, but pussy just, mmph. Especially mommy’s pussy, right Steve?”

“Fuck yes,” he panted, “So pretty too. Everything about you is just gorgeous.”

Your chest was heaving as you looked down at the two loves of your life.

“Okay, okay. Enough with the flattery. Back to making me cum.”

Eddie smirked and dove right in. Steve, being the competitive boy he was, spread your legs even wider, nudging himself into place.

Both of the boys took turns swiping at your clit. The scene was so erotic that you couldn’t help picking up your phone to snap a picture of the boys going to town on your cunt.

“Sharing so well. So good for m-mommy,” you spoke brokenly. “Fuck, ‘m close. Gonna make me cum.”

You threw your phone down as the boys sped up their collective motions.

Steve moved to completely suck your clit into his mouth. Just as Eddie was about to slide a finger into your aching hole, your legs began to twitch.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” you shouted as soon as Eddie managed to fit his entire middle finger into your cunt.

Steve continued is menstruations of slurping on your pussy. The sounds of the lewdness filled the room as he sucked you through your orgasm.

Your body let out a final twitch before you slumped completely back on the couch, pushing Steve’s head away as he was beginning to overstimulate you.

You laid there, chest heaving as you seemed to be slipping in and out of consciousness.

Eddie and Steve climbed up towards where you were laid back, and they began pressing comforting kisses to your chubby cheeks.

Eddie, being the dumbass he is, sucked a large portion of your cheek into his mouth before letting go.

“Aw, Eddie! What the fuck,” you groaned and went to wipe your cheek.

“Dude?” Steve spoke up.

“What? You want a kissy too?” he teased. Steve huffed, and you couldn’t help but giggle. This caused your thigh to rub up against Steve, more specifically, his hard dick.

“Mmph,” he let out. You flinched a little but quickly realized he was so sensitive because he had not cum yet.

You quickly reached out to caress his cheek and pouted at him, “Aw, poor baby. You still need to get off, don’t you?”

He nodded, giving you his best doe eyes before he panted a quick “yes” out.

You turned over completely to face Steve, unconsciously giving Eddie full access to your ass.

“Here, let’s get you outta’ these,” you spoke as you went to tug Steve’s briefs down so that they were just under his balls that sat heavy and taut.

You admired the boy’s length. It was a blushing pink color that, oddly enough, matched the color of his nipples exactly.

You gripped the length and dipped your finger into the tip.

“You’re leaking,” you smiled as string of the pre connected your finger to the tip as you pulled it away.

“Can’t help it,” he replied, already blissed out. He looked down at you with lidded eyes. You brought your hand up to your mouth to spit into it, then you wrapped it around Steve’s dick, giving it two experimental strokes.

“Feel good?”

Steve nodded rapidly.

“Good.”

Eddie was groping the fat of your thighs and trailing his hands up your large tummy before he ended up squeezing your tits in hand.

You continued to stroke Steve, steadily picking up the pace. The boy let out airy little sounds in your ear as his eyes fluttered shut, and he took in the softness of your hands as opposed to Eddie’s usual rough ones.

“So pretty, Stevie,” you complimented, “Isn’t he pretty, Eddie?”

“Eh, he’s alright. What about me, baby? Am I pretty?” he asked as he went to grip the entirety of your fat cunt in his hand.

You gasped at the lewd act before moaning from the sensitivity.

“You’re pretty too, Ed. So pretty and sexy,” you said breathily as you felt the boy’s fingers rub over your clit and begin to prod at your hole.

You turned your attention back to Steve to speed up jerking his dick.

“So good” you whispered just as Eddie slid one finger into you. “Fuck, so good.”

“So tight. Mommy’s so tight, Steve. Would think this was a virgin pussy if I didn’t know any better,” Eddie smiled against your skin as he began to finger you rougher, adding a second finger. “Wanna fuck you so bad, baby. Can I? Please? Need my dick in you. Need to feel you, make you mine.”

Something about those words triggered you, made you almost insatiable.

“Yeah, fuck yeah. Wanna feel you, Ed.”

You took your hand off of Steve’s throbbing cock and pushed away from him so that you could be lying on your back again. You adjusted yourself on the couch so you were seated farther up.

“Want to look in your face while you fuck me.”

“Anything you want, baby.”

This was your first real look at Eddie’s dick. It was cute! He had his hairs neatly trimmed into the shape of bat. You couldn’t help but smile at that, and his dick was an angry red color as opposed to Steve’s pretty, pink one.

Steve sat up beside you, wrapping one hand around his cock and the other around your shoulder.

Eddie spread your fat outer lips apart to get a good look at your pussy.

“So fucking pretty, Mommy,” he smiled down at you as he went to rub his dick against the slickness of your cunt, repeatedly bumping your clit. “Nghn, fuck yeah.”

“Fuck, want to feel my dick in that warm pussy,” Steve rasped against your neck between kisses he began placing to help ground you.

“You’ll get your turn soon, Stevie,” you assured, “promise.”

“Fuck, I can’t wait,” Eddie slid the tip of his cock into you before stopping, “That good? Is it okay, Mommy?”

You nodded and pushed one of his curls that were dangling in his face behind his ear.

“So good, baby. Keep goin’.”

He nodded and continued to push his way into you. He was much more gentler with you than the other couple of guys you’d slept with. They all seemed to treat sex like a race to the finish line, forcing their way in almost, aimlessly thrusting into you, and not really giving a fuck about your pleasure after the initial foreplay.

“Fuckkkkkk,” he groaned and bit down on his bottom lip. As he bottomed out, he had to sit still for a moment and turn his focus to the ceiling because the feeling of the girl he loved wrapped tight and hot around his dick and you sitting there kissing his boyfriend as you took his dick was bound to make him cum before he wanted to.

“Take your time, Ed. I know how you get,” Steve smirked teasingly. The two just bantered so much, even in the middle of passionate sex.

“Steve, why don’t you fuck Eddie for Mommy? Don’t you want to stick your dick somewhere?” you smiled cheekily.

“Mm, he doesn’t deserve any fucking dick,” Steve mumbled into your neck.

“Fuck, if I didn’t have my dick in the girl of my dreams right now I swear I wou-“

You cut Eddie off with a warning slap to the cheek before you grabbed his chin and forced his attention onto you.

“Shut the fuck up and fuck me like you mean it,” you gritted.

Eddie quickly closed his mouth and nodded. He placed his hands on the back of your couch for more leverage and began to fuck into you at a rougher, faster, more meaningful pace. You were very thankful that the boy was a musician and had rhythm.

“Steve,” you panted, “Get Eddie ready for your dick, or you won’t be cumming at all.

Your eyes held this sense of seriousness in them that turned Steve on beyond belief. He loved to be pushed around and told what to do, and while Eddie was pretty good at it, his demeanor often changed. He was very switchy to say the least.

Steve nodded and got up from his spot beside you to look for a packet of lube he knew Eddie kept in his wallet.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, baby. I could cream this pussy right now,” Eddie groaned before leaning down to kiss you deeply. He attacked your tongue with his, saliva dripping down both your chins.

Steve settled behind the boy and ripped open the lube packet. He poured a bit of it on his fingers and rubbed them together to warm them up.

Without warning, he pulled Eddie’s cheeks apart and licked a long stripe from his balls to his hole.

Eddie faltered inside you a bit, causing him to go impossibly deeper. You whimpered at that before smiling up at the boy.

Steve held Eddie’s left cheek open before he went in with the two of his lubed fingers.

The sudden action made Eddie whimper loudly and slow down his thrusts into you.

“What the fuck, Steve?” he said in a very whiny tone.

You looked back towards Steve who was quickly moving his fingers in and out of Eddie. You smiled at his eagerness and directed your attention back to Eddie.

“His fingers feel good in your pussy, baby?” you cooed. “Bet they fucking do.”

Eddie whimpered as Steve added a third finger in.

“Fuck yes!”

Steve had gotten down on his knees behind the boy, watching the way his fingers rapidly entered and exited the boy’s pink, tight little hole.

“I can’t wait anymore, Eds,” he groaned, “Need to fuck this ass.”

Eddie nodded and stopped his movements inside you completely, allowing Steve to line his cock up with his hole.

“Ready, Ed?” he asked.

“Yes! Get your cock in me.”
Steve wasted no time pushing in, quickly bottoming out.

Eddie’s eyes rolled back in his head at the feeling of fullness. He loved it so fucking much despite how often he topped Steve as opposed to bottoming.

“Feel too good, Eddie? Think Steve can start moving yet, or are you going to cum?” you fake pouted at the boy.

“Yes, yes! You can move, Steve. I won’t cum till you do, Mommy. Won’t cream this pussy until I make it cum,” he panted.

“Alright,” Steve huffed before he began pounding into Eddie, giving the boy absolutely no time to prepare.

“Oh fuck,” Eddie whimpered as he fell forward a bit. Steve’s hard thrusts made Eddie thrust into you.

He took a moment to breathe before he picked up his pace in you. His thrusts into you caused him to thrust back onto Steve harder.

He pried your pussy lips apart so that he could thumb at your clit.

“That feel good, pretty?” he asked as he circled your clit with the thumb.

You nodded at the pressure, making you get closer and closer to cumming yourself. 
“Fuck yes,” you moaned and pulled Eddie into a hot, rushed kiss.

You looked up to see Steve staring down at the two of you, smirking.

“This is probably Eddie’s wet dream come true,” he smiled, “little perv probably been dreaming of this since high school.”

The admission of that was enough to make you clench hard around Eddie cock.

Steve rearranged himself so that he would be pressed up against Eddie’s g-spot with each rapid thrust.

Eddie was all whimpers now, fucking into you as quickly as his hips would let him so he could feel Steve’s heavy cock pressing into him harder and rougher.

“Make me cum, Eddie. Come on. I’m so fucking close!” you squealed as your thighs trembled.

Eddie replaced his thumb with his entire hand to rub across your clit quickly.

“Right there!” you shrieked as you clinched down around Eddie hard, cumming all over his cock.

Eddie kept thrusting into you as he was so close to cumming himself.

“Just a little more baby. J-just a little bit more for me, yeah?” he whimpered.

You let him continue to thrust into you, way too deep in pleasure to even think of stopping him despite your pussy being so sensitive.

Steve was gripping his hips tightly, probably leaving bruises as he watched the boy’s ass clap back onto his thighs.

“Fuck yeah, Eddie. Clenching so tight. Are you gonna cum? Cum in Mommy’s pussy!” he asked breathlessly, barely heard over the sound of their skin clapping together.

“Fuck! Cumming!” he shouted as Steve stroked particularly hard against his prostate. He came deep inside you, causing you to let out a little stream of squirt.

“Damn that’s fucking hot,” Eddie groaned as he thrust himself through his orgasm.

“Ohhhh, fuck,” you whined. “Out! No more. Too much!”

Steve pulled Eddie away from you as the boy was almost incapable of doing anything other than shaking like a leaf on top of you.

Steve pulled out of the boy’s hole, holding his cheeks open to watch it clinch and unclinch.

He laid Eddie beside you as he jerked his cock over the both of you.

“So hot, Stevie,” Eddie sighed sleepily.

“Cum for us, baby,” you smiled up at him before you leaned over to kiss Eddie.

You spread your legs again so that your puffy, used, and leaking cunt was on display to the boy.

Seeing Eddie’s cum leak out of your cunt ultimately made Steve cum. He angled his cock so that white, milky strings landed across your tummy and Eddie’s chest.

“Mmf,” he grunted as the final strings of cum left his dick.

His chest heaved as he plopped down onto the couch beside you both.

You all laid there, naked, sweaty, cummy messes.

“So…who wants to shower with, Mommy?”

Tbh this took sm time and was so rough to write. Writing threesomes IS NOT for the weak…so I definitely won’t be doing it anytime soon! Hope you guys liked it though.

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[werepuppy-steve]

gotta have more needy service dom eddie in my life. desperate and begging steve to please please let me fuck you, baby, i can make it so good for you i promise

and steve being SO INTO it, teasing him with fleeting kisses and rolls of his hips from where he's straddling eddie's lap and need it so bad, don't you daddy? yeah? your cock miss my pussy that much? and- hgnghhgnhngbgg 🥴🥴🥴🥴

[corrodedbisexual]

Just curious about it in light of this week's festivities

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