i’m not. [ though everything he says does sound a bit sarcastic and it was hard not to add ‘shocking, i know’ to the end of that.]
okay. this might be weird to know but at least two guys you played basketball with. one was definitely just curious but the other pretty much harassed me into getting his mouth on my dick for cheaper coke.
jocks are weird. but, uh, probably no one else you know.
nope, he doesn’t. i didn’t give it to him cheap because i do have some self respect but some guys aren’t comfortable with that part of themselves, you know? and i can’t complain because it wasn’t a one time thing and he was good at it, but the guy couldn’t just ask if he wanted to mess around, don’t think he knew how to not throw some weird posturing machismo at everything.
yeah, well, he was kinda hard to miss if you knew what to look for.
i can stand up for myself, man. and not to like downplay how much an asshole hargrove was, i don’t think he would have actually undercut me either. it wasn’t about the coke.
[ it is actually torture to wait for the following day. they keep texting, sure, and eventually eddie has to put a foot down and guide the conversation from anything that has sparks of desire and anticipation running down his spine. he's the more experienced of the two of them, with men and with kink, sure but there's plenty eddie hasn't done with anyone. either because it was too intimate or because it took time he never really had to explore with a partner. dating steve has that perk, amongst others eddie can't list in a day.
prepping for a game night is one eddie's favorite things, honestly. it's rare that he's not looking forward to it but today he's more looking forward to steve coming over, to making out a little and then getting steve's mouth on him in what will be the biggest test of eddie's ability to remain still and mentally present. if the party outsmarts him at the next session, he's not sure he could be blamed (he does plan to double check everything tomorrow, actually, but that's beside the point.)
it's actually a pretty hot outside when the afternoon hits and steve's supposed to be coming over. eddie's kept the windows closed and fan on to keep his room safe, but the trailer isn't known for being cool in the summer or warm in the winter. he'd planned on staying dressed in the shorts and t-shirt he's wearing while he got steve naked, but he's second guessing that now. which, really, is just eddie not channeling his ancipatoon into anything once he's set up on his bed. he'd smoked earlier, just to take off the edge, and he's tempted to light up another when he hears the beamer pull up. then it's a moot point.
he hops off the bed, jogs to the door and slips outside into the heat. he leans against the door frame, watches steve get out of the car and tilts his head and arms crossed over his chest. ] What's a big jock like you doing all the way out here, huh? Little lost? [ because eddie says shit like that all the time, even as he's grinning and itching to pull steve close, to get him inside and get his mouth on his. ]
[ Steve swears that he's not trying to ruin things by sending suggestive messages, it's just something natural for them. He listens and behaves when Eddie puts a stop to it, of course, and marinates in the desire all by himself. It's not like he can't just jack off on his own—that's not a boundary that Eddie has put in place, nor one that Steve is certain he could accept—but it's definitely not the same as having his dom's hands on him nor the kind of mindset he sometimes slips into when they're together. Eddie has this way of riling him up and then testing his patience that makes Steve so eager to listen just for the reward of more attention. It's one reason he wants to try this, to see who's focus will break first. So Steve works his shift and swims laps and tries not to melt from the heat that's hit Hawkins that has to compete with the heat that sits low in his belly for so many tortuous hours.
When the time finally comes to head out to Eddie's, Steve's dressed pretty plainly because he knows he'll be getting out of his clothes anyways; a thin shirt that clings to the sweat that drips down his spine and denim shorts cut at mid-thigh. The air conditioning in the BMW is a godsend, and he sits in it a moment after cutting the engine in front of Eddie's trailer to try and calm himself. There's not much point in that, though, because he hears a bang of the door and looks up to see Eddie watching him with a smirk.
Opening the door and grunting when the heat hits him like a physical presence, Steve gets out and locks the car behind him. He nearly leans on it as a mirror of Eddie's nonchalance, but it's been in the summer sun and his ass will fry if he tries it. ]
Sometimes getting lost can be fun. Might take you somewhere unexpected. [ Glancing around as he walks up and into Eddie's space, he grins and nods towards the door. ] So, gonna invite me in for some fun?
[ there's a part of eddie that wants to wolf whistle as he takes all of steve in, just to play up this whole moment of 'silly jock lost his way and found himself with the big bad metalhead' thing he'd spurred on them but he doesn't. people at the trailer park are nosey and even if the new munson trailer is prime real estate and not pushed up against so many others, people hear shit more often than they see shit.
which is why eddie always plays music at night when steve stays over and they mess around.
eddie doesn't do it because people will here and also because he's not as sleazy at the metalhead reputation makes him out to be. he can actually wait long enough for steve to get inside to get his hands on him.
steve's been getting more bold about getting in his space since they got together, since things turned from fooling around to something steady. eddie finds he likes it, likes it a lot. the grin remains plastered on his face for a moment and turns into a coy smile, a little mischief painting his features. ] Yeah, I guess. Since you jocks don't know anything about real fun, I'll have to show you what a good time entails.
[ eddie's a done deal, he knows that about himself, but he feels giddy each time they keep shit like this up. when they flirt like this, mess around and up the ante before they slip into the familiar. he doesn't think he'll last long with that today, not when they've both been waiting.
there's no one around that can see them, no one peaking but that doesn't mean no one's watching. so eddie resists reaching out and grabbing the front of steve's shirt to tug him inside. he steps in instead, waits for steve to follow and get inside so he can close the door and cut them off from the world. ] You know, shorts that short and tight should be illegal.
[ One of the many things that Steve has been introduced to by Eddie is this type of flirtatious role-playing that they get up to sometimes, especially when they can't dive into the affectionate actions that they're so accustomed to at this point. Pretending to be something that they aren't or reverting back to how they might have been before starting to date is a playful thing that makes Steve think about how lucky he is to have Eddie, someone who lets the both of them be normal guys despite all of the shit they've had to live through. It feels like what Steve had needed with Nancy when all he wanted to do was pretend to be stupid teenagers; not as a way to deny everything that happened, but escape it and be glad they were alive.
He's not thinking about any of that now, though, because Eddie is a foot away and the door is right behind him like the promise of sanctuary from the heat and the tension building between them. Eyes lifting to meet Eddie's, dragging up from where they had been resting just below the hem of his shorts, Steve shivers at that mischievous smile and all the promise that it holds. ] You certainly look like a good time, Munson.
[ Following him through the door, he relaxes a bit at the cooler air inside. It's not much, not like there's air conditioning, but it's been kept cool from the night before with all the windows shut tight. Once they're alone inside, Steve reaches out to grab at Eddie and freezes. He's not sure if he's allowed, knows that this is going to be something new for them both and will have plenty of bleedover from their usual kink scenes. There's also the bit of him that's thinking about Eddie telling him to cool it over text, to wait and be patient. Whining softly as he thinks it all through, he flexes his grip in the air. Eddie says something and Steve drops his hand, shaking the uncertainty from his head. ]
Wait until you see me out of them. [ As if Eddie hasn't had enough time to memorize every bit of Steve's body already, the lines of muscle and trails of scars and plans of skin. ] Please kiss me?
[ whatever quip is going to come next is lost to the world, lost to them too as eddie closes the door behind them and he and steve are left alone inside the new munson trailer.
eddie's about to say something witty, honestly, but steve reaches up his hand and then stops himself. it's one of those moments where eddie can see him battling with himself, can see the uncertainty and it makes something in him ache and want to soothe. it bubbles up his chest even before that whine fills the space around him and he feels himself soften at the edges, the facade from outside melting away.
he takes a step forward as steve shakes his head, drops his hand. eddie reaches out to catch it, threads their fingers together. ]
That'll be a sight I won't get tired of. [ he's really sure of that, honestly. at least not any time soon, not when it's steve in front of him. eddie offers a grin and then steps close, drops a hand to steve's hip to guide him back agains the door and to crowd him there. ] Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart.
[ he'd been good too, didn't push the second it was the two of them. eddie likes the part of steve that's bratty, sure, but he likes it when he listens really well. it's easy to move him back, to cup steve's cheek and press their lips together. it hasn't been that long since they've seen each other, not in the grand scheme of things, but each time they kiss it feels like it's been too long since he's had a taste of steve on his tongue. ]
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that’s going on my running list of adorable shit you say.
or the sex addict bit?
because also no.
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No, not that part. I did kinda think you were more experienced with all of that though.
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the torture? i’m gonna keep pressing here.
i wasn’t having this much sex, this consistently before you.
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Oh... I mean that makes sense if you weren't dating anyone.
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yeah.
and the hookups were more occasional.
not a lot of queer guys in hawkins or the tri-city area.
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Makes sense, and I know I shouldn't think about it but also now I'm curious.
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curious about what? who makes up the slim pickings? if i've hooked up with anyone you know?
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Uh well not to out anyone, but yeah that last one.
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okay. this might be weird to know but at least two guys you played basketball with. one was definitely just curious but the other pretty much harassed me into getting his mouth on my dick for cheaper coke.
jocks are weird. but, uh, probably no one else you know.
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doesn’t matter now.
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yeah, i made that too obvious.
sorry. that’s probably really weird to know given… pretty much everything.
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I'm glad you didn't let him take advantage of you.
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i can stand up for myself, man. and not to like downplay how much an asshole hargrove was, i don’t think he would have actually undercut me either. it wasn’t about the coke.
but yeah.
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anyway.
that did cool me down.
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I should be disappointed, but it'll make it easier to wait now.
text > action
[ it is actually torture to wait for the following day. they keep texting, sure, and eventually eddie has to put a foot down and guide the conversation from anything that has sparks of desire and anticipation running down his spine. he's the more experienced of the two of them, with men and with kink, sure but there's plenty eddie hasn't done with anyone. either because it was too intimate or because it took time he never really had to explore with a partner. dating steve has that perk, amongst others eddie can't list in a day.
prepping for a game night is one eddie's favorite things, honestly. it's rare that he's not looking forward to it but today he's more looking forward to steve coming over, to making out a little and then getting steve's mouth on him in what will be the biggest test of eddie's ability to remain still and mentally present. if the party outsmarts him at the next session, he's not sure he could be blamed (he does plan to double check everything tomorrow, actually, but that's beside the point.)
it's actually a pretty hot outside when the afternoon hits and steve's supposed to be coming over. eddie's kept the windows closed and fan on to keep his room safe, but the trailer isn't known for being cool in the summer or warm in the winter. he'd planned on staying dressed in the shorts and t-shirt he's wearing while he got steve naked, but he's second guessing that now. which, really, is just eddie not channeling his ancipatoon into anything once he's set up on his bed. he'd smoked earlier, just to take off the edge, and he's tempted to light up another when he hears the beamer pull up. then it's a moot point.
he hops off the bed, jogs to the door and slips outside into the heat. he leans against the door frame, watches steve get out of the car and tilts his head and arms crossed over his chest. ] What's a big jock like you doing all the way out here, huh? Little lost? [ because eddie says shit like that all the time, even as he's grinning and itching to pull steve close, to get him inside and get his mouth on his. ]
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When the time finally comes to head out to Eddie's, Steve's dressed pretty plainly because he knows he'll be getting out of his clothes anyways; a thin shirt that clings to the sweat that drips down his spine and denim shorts cut at mid-thigh. The air conditioning in the BMW is a godsend, and he sits in it a moment after cutting the engine in front of Eddie's trailer to try and calm himself. There's not much point in that, though, because he hears a bang of the door and looks up to see Eddie watching him with a smirk.
Opening the door and grunting when the heat hits him like a physical presence, Steve gets out and locks the car behind him. He nearly leans on it as a mirror of Eddie's nonchalance, but it's been in the summer sun and his ass will fry if he tries it. ]
Sometimes getting lost can be fun. Might take you somewhere unexpected. [ Glancing around as he walks up and into Eddie's space, he grins and nods towards the door. ] So, gonna invite me in for some fun?
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which is why eddie always plays music at night when steve stays over and they mess around.
eddie doesn't do it because people will here and also because he's not as sleazy at the metalhead reputation makes him out to be. he can actually wait long enough for steve to get inside to get his hands on him.
steve's been getting more bold about getting in his space since they got together, since things turned from fooling around to something steady. eddie finds he likes it, likes it a lot. the grin remains plastered on his face for a moment and turns into a coy smile, a little mischief painting his features. ] Yeah, I guess. Since you jocks don't know anything about real fun, I'll have to show you what a good time entails.
[ eddie's a done deal, he knows that about himself, but he feels giddy each time they keep shit like this up. when they flirt like this, mess around and up the ante before they slip into the familiar. he doesn't think he'll last long with that today, not when they've both been waiting.
there's no one around that can see them, no one peaking but that doesn't mean no one's watching. so eddie resists reaching out and grabbing the front of steve's shirt to tug him inside. he steps in instead, waits for steve to follow and get inside so he can close the door and cut them off from the world. ] You know, shorts that short and tight should be illegal.
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He's not thinking about any of that now, though, because Eddie is a foot away and the door is right behind him like the promise of sanctuary from the heat and the tension building between them. Eyes lifting to meet Eddie's, dragging up from where they had been resting just below the hem of his shorts, Steve shivers at that mischievous smile and all the promise that it holds. ] You certainly look like a good time, Munson.
[ Following him through the door, he relaxes a bit at the cooler air inside. It's not much, not like there's air conditioning, but it's been kept cool from the night before with all the windows shut tight. Once they're alone inside, Steve reaches out to grab at Eddie and freezes. He's not sure if he's allowed, knows that this is going to be something new for them both and will have plenty of bleedover from their usual kink scenes. There's also the bit of him that's thinking about Eddie telling him to cool it over text, to wait and be patient. Whining softly as he thinks it all through, he flexes his grip in the air. Eddie says something and Steve drops his hand, shaking the uncertainty from his head. ]
Wait until you see me out of them. [ As if Eddie hasn't had enough time to memorize every bit of Steve's body already, the lines of muscle and trails of scars and plans of skin. ] Please kiss me?
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eddie's about to say something witty, honestly, but steve reaches up his hand and then stops himself. it's one of those moments where eddie can see him battling with himself, can see the uncertainty and it makes something in him ache and want to soothe. it bubbles up his chest even before that whine fills the space around him and he feels himself soften at the edges, the facade from outside melting away.
he takes a step forward as steve shakes his head, drops his hand. eddie reaches out to catch it, threads their fingers together. ]
That'll be a sight I won't get tired of. [ he's really sure of that, honestly. at least not any time soon, not when it's steve in front of him. eddie offers a grin and then steps close, drops a hand to steve's hip to guide him back agains the door and to crowd him there. ] Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart.
[ he'd been good too, didn't push the second it was the two of them. eddie likes the part of steve that's bratty, sure, but he likes it when he listens really well. it's easy to move him back, to cup steve's cheek and press their lips together. it hasn't been that long since they've seen each other, not in the grand scheme of things, but each time they kiss it feels like it's been too long since he's had a taste of steve on his tongue. ]
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