[ 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. ]
[ Eddie catches his hand and Steve is reminded of why he trusts him with all of this, his power and his heart and everything wrapped up in both. Even though he can obviously be dominating, he's never truly cruel to Steve; he gives when asked and deserved, and he knows that usually brattiness is a way to single for a stronger hand when Steve needs that, too. Smiling as their fingers fit together so easily, Steve begins melting back against the door before Eddie really gets the chance to force him up against it. As quickly as he'd stumbled when reaching out for Eddie, here he is building up the ground beneath Steve's feet.
He doesn't get a chance to thank Eddie so he pushes into the kiss to show his gratitude. Cool rings against his face are another anchor that Steve latches onto, familiar with the shape and weight of each ring now that he could instantly tell if Eddie wore them in a different order. Humming into the kiss and wrapping his free arm around Eddie's waist, Steve sighs out the last bits of anxious energy that had been clinging to him since yesterday. They're fine, they're together, they're going to have fun no matter what happens. ]
Missed you. [ God he sounds so dumb saying that as soon as they pulled apart. It's the truth, though, even if he'd seen Eddie for lunch at work two days ago. ]
Missed you too. [ eddie says easily, the words offered with a gentle smile on his lips. it's that fond look, soft and reserved for steve when they're on the edge of something like this.
he means it too; hopes that steve knows that.
if he hadn't figured steve out as well has he has so far, he probably would have teased but he knows not to now. steve goes all in, gives a lot when he's dating someone. eddie's starting to understand what it all means.
he leans in, presses a quick peck to steve's lips again. ] I've been thinking about you all day. [ eddie spends a lot of time thinking about steve, honestly, but he's sure he can't be blamed for it. he's young, horny, and he's got a pretty fine boyfriend even if he was once a jock. apparently, that does t for eddie now. ]
[ Steve has had to learn that about himself, too. He gets in deep when he's dating someone mainly because he only dates when he's really into the person. With Nancy, it had been the start of it all; his first real girlfriend who Steve was going steady with and dedicated his life to in a lot of ways. It had been young stupid love, but it had been love. With Eddie, it's a lot of the same without the old problems but all the newness of his first and only boyfriend. Steve is loyal to him in so many ways, would die for him, and lo— ]
I've been thinking about you all day today and all day yesterday and I'm going crazy. You make me crazy. [ He's smiling as he says it, knocking their foreheads together and greeting the small kiss with a laugh. ] Are you gonna keep me against the door all day?
Don't give me ideas on how to test if you'll behave, baby. [ eddie says in a tone that clearly shows he's teasing. he's not about to do that, not now, not when they've been waiting and steve's actually being so good for him.
he smiles instead, takes a step back but doesn't drop steve's hand. he gives him a little tug as he starts to lead them back toward his bedroom. ] Eager to start? [ he knows the answer to it but eddie also likes to make steve talk, likes to hear him say shit that gets him flustered.
he pushes the door to his room open and it's cooler in there, he's kept the lights off as much as possible but he turns them on now. there's books and notebooks on the bed, it's already set up for him to kick off what he wants to plan for the campaign. steve's collar is on the nightstand too, waiting for him. clearly, eddie's eager too even if he's projecting calm right now. he can do it in this setting even if normally he's all nerves, all movement and the antithesis of calm and collected. ]
[ Even though he knows that Eddie isn't serious, Steve can't help whining on instinct. It's not that he's opposed to the idea of being told to stay in place somewhere and wait like a good boy, it's just that he doesn't want to do that now. Maybe it's ironic since they're about to get into something that will still be a test of patience, but at least he'll have the grounding presence of Eddie's touch, his proximity, his taste.
Following along even before that tug to his hand, Steve blushes a bit but nods. It's thrilling to know that this is something he's asked for before Eddie could suggest it, a new thing to try for the both of them. He's a little proud of that and he won't be apologizing for it. ] Yeah, and just to get close to you.
[ He hums happily at the cooler air in Eddie's room, well aware that they're going to get hot from being wrapped up in each other and that this is as good a temperature to start with as possible. Everything's organized in that way that Eddie only gets before they do something like a scene, items laid out and made ready in eager preparation. The sight of his collar is calming to Steve, too, because with it comes certain expectations and rules that are grounding when doing something new. He knows that wearing it means responding to check-ins on his comfort level as well as the power to stop everything with a single word or tapped code. ]
[ that whine means that it's something to try out one day, later. eddie likes the idea of making steve stay still, of having him wait with whatever he wants out of reach but only because he thinks steve could manage it. eventually, at least.
they're both not actually patient people which is what's going to make today an interesting treat. ] Needy of you, baby. [ but eddie fucking loves that about him, even if steve flushes when he calls him easy.
eddie leads steve toward the bed and stops short of it, doesn't push him to sit down but instead turns in front of him instead. he gives him a slow once over, tilts his head as he slips his hands to steve's hips and pushes his shirt up. he likes him in the short shorts, sure, but he likes steve naked better. wants that as quick as possible even if he'll have him naked next to him for a while; as long as they can handle it but normally preparing takes him more than an hour. they have to establish how long they want to do this for together still. ] Want to get off before we get started? Or my choice?
[ What a bald-faced lie. Steve has always been needy, even if he never really shows it to the world. Eddie gets to see him stripped down in more ways than one, though, because what is Steve going to hide from his boyfriend? How good it feels to be praised for his effort? How much he loves sex and being needed so badly by someone else? That he's queer and gagging for cock? All of that is exactly what Eddie likes, so there's no reason to keep secrets and nothing to hide.
Stopping at the side of the bed, Steve stands there and pops his hip with a smirk once he realizes Eddie's looking him over. He misses the warmth of their hands together but is happy at least that Eddie pulls his away to put somewhere else on Steve's body, pushing up a shirt that's thin and yet feels like too much right now. ]
Your choice. [ He leans in for a kiss, figures that's okay because they haven't really started and Eddie was kissing him earlier. ] All day. If you decide you want to touch me while I'm lying there, you can.
What'd I say about lying, sweetheart? [ they haven't started yet but the petname is easy to slip in at any time, even if it's something he consistently uses when they scene and to push steve closer into the mindset of submitting to him.
he keeps sliding his hands up under steve's shirt and pushes it up more, only to drag his nails back down along his ribs in the way he likes it.
the whole point of this is that eddie's in charge all afternoon, he knows, but knowing how much steve trusts him never makes it any less awe-inspiring. he leans forward, smiles into that kiss and then nips at steve's lower lip. ] Mmm. I like how worked up you get when you've been waiting.
[ which really shouldn't be a surprise because eddie likes not making it easy for steve, likes the frustration in his eyes on the days he's chasing it and then how that melts into just wanting to please when eddie pushes him the right way. ] Oh. I'm going to, sweetheart. I'm going to tease you but you're going to be good for me.
You're going to keep my cock in your mouth but not get me off until I tell you to, yeah? [ he asks, grinning as he scrapes his teeth along steve's jawline. ]
[ He swears his knees still buckle when Eddie calls him sweetheart in the bedroom, even if he's gotten more used to hearing it outside as well. It's not as strict of a line as when Steve calls him "sir" which he would rarely do without the intention of reminding Eddie that he's a good boy and belongs to him. Sure, he uses it to tease, but that's the brat in him.
Shivering at the scrape of nails down his sides, he exhales softly as they drag over the scars above his hips where the skin is thinner and the nerves fire differently than the rest of his body. The bite to his lip is grounding, pulls him back into the conversation that he'd honestly written off after giving his reply. Eddie makes him confirm things a lot still, and he appreciates it even if it doesn't help his patience. ]
Be good for you and not come. [ It's not totally a question, more like speaking plainly the things that Eddie implies. He's happy to be corrected, but he's pretty sure that sometimes Eddie stays vague so that he can get Steve to fill in the blanks with what he wants, too. ] Yes, sir. I'll only move with permission.
[ this is still so new that eddie wants to make sure they're on the same page, will continue to make steve repeat things back to him until they fall into it more naturally than they already have. that's another thing that he thinks is crazy about this, about them. it's how quickly they fell into kink, how easy it had been.
then again, eddie had been the one with the collar. ] Good boy. [ this time he sinks his teeth in a little more into steve's skin, not enough to leave a lasting mark but an impression of teeth right below his ear.
he doesn't ask steve if he's ready to play, knows he wants him to take the lead. so eddie does even if there's still a few things to check in on before he gets steve on that bed.
eddie steps back, has to give himself a second to push back the desire to say fuck it and get his hands all over steve instead. one of them can stay on track, can have some patience. so he puts a few feet between them as he goes to pick steve's collar off the bedside table, turns back toward him after a moment. ] Strip down for me, sweetheart, and put your clothes on the chair by my desk.
[ Moaning at the bite, Steve resists the urge to follow Eddie and keeps his feet rooted to the floor. It's hard when all he wants to do is stay in Eddie's space, be touched by him, and guided along through everything they're doing. But he wants to be a good boy even more than that, and so he watches Eddie lift the collar from the table, licks his lips, and gets to work obeying.
There's not a lot for him to take off: shoes, socks, shorts, shirt. Everything gets messily folded and put on the chair as told. He leaves his watch on for a second and then unbuckled that as well, certain that he won't be counting minutes and will be more comfortable in whatever position he ends up in without it digging into his wrist. Setting that on top of the pile, he lifts his eyes to meet Eddie's while taking off his briefs, blushing even though Eddie's seen him naked countless times. ]
[ eddie watches up, the corners of his lips turned upward because, fuck, steve's so good for him. even when he's bad it's right how eddie wants it.
he licks his lips as steve pulls off his briefs, lets his gaze linger on that pretty cock before it slowly slides up steve body. he looks so good, scars and all, and eddie really can't believe that the guy is his. ] You look pretty cute when you're blushing, sweets.
Come here when you're done. [ he crooks his finger at him, calling him over. ]
[ Steve enjoys Eddie's eyes on him, their weight like a physical presence that feels like hands whose touch Steve has memorized. He's no insecure about his body, never really has been, but that makes it all the better when he gets praise for it and Eddie admits to admiring it. The pet name butters him up, too, just like Eddie knows it does.
He steps forward as soon as Eddie finishes saying "come here" without any regard for the rest of the sentence. Steve is already craving proximity, the flood gate of desire breaking after the wait they've endured up until this point. ] Can I talk, sir, or do I need to wait to be asked something?
Mmm. You can talk for now. Since your mouth will be pretty busy soon. ( not that steve needs to be reminded of that. when steve's close enough to him, he smiles brightly. ) Show me that pretty neck of yours.
( he knows that's an easy one to obey, that steve will follow that order in a heartbeat. when he does, eddie lifts the collar to his neck and fastens it carefully in place. he gives the d-ring in front a gentle pull, testing it and then keeps his finger hooked in it to tug steve forward into a kiss. )
[ Rather than saying anything since his mind is currently blank, he leans forward and stretches his shoulders back to present his neck for Eddie. He thinks back to the first time he'd put a collar on him, that fateful night of the concert when all of this had started and Steve hasn't once looked back.
Waiting for the familiar tightness that comes with the collar being fully fastened, he exhales slowly with it in place. A soft whine tumbles out when Eddie pulls, and of course Steve melts forward into a kiss like he's starving for it. ]
( eddie licks his way into steve's mouth, the kiss not quite gentle but not the fiery passionate sort of kiss they normally share as they kick off. he doesn't want to work them up, get them both so desperate that the next hour is torture.
it's playful, yes, and then eddie breaks it to nip at steve's lower lip. he presses their foreheads together, enjoys the proximity for a moment. ) Ready, sweetheart?
[ It's hot and sweet and close and torture because he knows that he's not going to get more than this for a while yet. He's dug his own grave, though, asking for something that will test their patience. Part of him is confident that he'll slip into subspace and float along like it's a dream, but the other part is worried that he'll be too keyed up without enough input from Eddie to get him there. It's all a process for the both of them, and there's no one he'd trust more to try it with.
Still, he whines when Eddie asks because he's obviously making a show of starting. ] Yes, sir, please start.
Needy. [ eddie teases, like he wasn't the one who got steve there. he grins, presses another quick peck to steve's cheek and then steps out of his space so he can have a moment to cool down; so they both can.
while he'd planned to keep his shorts on, just to push them and his boxers down his thighs, eddie had realized that won't work out during the planning stage of all this. part of the problem is eddie needs several books and a notebook AND has to be able to reach for shit without disturbing steve resting against his thigh; which means planning a campaign isn't the best time to do this but they've committed and he's not back peddling now. he's also not shy about shucking off his shorts, not bothering to fold them like he made steve.
he climbs on to the bed, sits with so he's propped up on the pillows against headboard and all his materials are within reach. ] Come here, baby. [ he says to steve, motioning for him to move closer. it's been a few seconds, maybe, and it already sucks to not have him close.
eddie's not sure how long they'll last today. ] Most comfortable position will probably be between my legs like you're going down on me. You can rest your head on my thigh that way.
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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.
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[ 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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He doesn't get a chance to thank Eddie so he pushes into the kiss to show his gratitude. Cool rings against his face are another anchor that Steve latches onto, familiar with the shape and weight of each ring now that he could instantly tell if Eddie wore them in a different order. Humming into the kiss and wrapping his free arm around Eddie's waist, Steve sighs out the last bits of anxious energy that had been clinging to him since yesterday. They're fine, they're together, they're going to have fun no matter what happens. ]
Missed you. [ God he sounds so dumb saying that as soon as they pulled apart. It's the truth, though, even if he'd seen Eddie for lunch at work two days ago. ]
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he means it too; hopes that steve knows that.
if he hadn't figured steve out as well has he has so far, he probably would have teased but he knows not to now. steve goes all in, gives a lot when he's dating someone. eddie's starting to understand what it all means.
he leans in, presses a quick peck to steve's lips again. ] I've been thinking about you all day. [ eddie spends a lot of time thinking about steve, honestly, but he's sure he can't be blamed for it. he's young, horny, and he's got a pretty fine boyfriend even if he was once a jock. apparently, that does t for eddie now. ]
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I've been thinking about you all day today and all day yesterday and I'm going crazy. You make me crazy. [ He's smiling as he says it, knocking their foreheads together and greeting the small kiss with a laugh. ] Are you gonna keep me against the door all day?
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he smiles instead, takes a step back but doesn't drop steve's hand. he gives him a little tug as he starts to lead them back toward his bedroom. ] Eager to start? [ he knows the answer to it but eddie also likes to make steve talk, likes to hear him say shit that gets him flustered.
he pushes the door to his room open and it's cooler in there, he's kept the lights off as much as possible but he turns them on now. there's books and notebooks on the bed, it's already set up for him to kick off what he wants to plan for the campaign. steve's collar is on the nightstand too, waiting for him. clearly, eddie's eager too even if he's projecting calm right now. he can do it in this setting even if normally he's all nerves, all movement and the antithesis of calm and collected. ]
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Following along even before that tug to his hand, Steve blushes a bit but nods. It's thrilling to know that this is something he's asked for before Eddie could suggest it, a new thing to try for the both of them. He's a little proud of that and he won't be apologizing for it. ] Yeah, and just to get close to you.
[ He hums happily at the cooler air in Eddie's room, well aware that they're going to get hot from being wrapped up in each other and that this is as good a temperature to start with as possible. Everything's organized in that way that Eddie only gets before they do something like a scene, items laid out and made ready in eager preparation. The sight of his collar is calming to Steve, too, because with it comes certain expectations and rules that are grounding when doing something new. He knows that wearing it means responding to check-ins on his comfort level as well as the power to stop everything with a single word or tapped code. ]
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they're both not actually patient people which is what's going to make today an interesting treat. ] Needy of you, baby. [ but eddie fucking loves that about him, even if steve flushes when he calls him easy.
eddie leads steve toward the bed and stops short of it, doesn't push him to sit down but instead turns in front of him instead. he gives him a slow once over, tilts his head as he slips his hands to steve's hips and pushes his shirt up. he likes him in the short shorts, sure, but he likes steve naked better. wants that as quick as possible even if he'll have him naked next to him for a while; as long as they can handle it but normally preparing takes him more than an hour. they have to establish how long they want to do this for together still. ] Want to get off before we get started? Or my choice?
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[ What a bald-faced lie. Steve has always been needy, even if he never really shows it to the world. Eddie gets to see him stripped down in more ways than one, though, because what is Steve going to hide from his boyfriend? How good it feels to be praised for his effort? How much he loves sex and being needed so badly by someone else? That he's queer and gagging for cock? All of that is exactly what Eddie likes, so there's no reason to keep secrets and nothing to hide.
Stopping at the side of the bed, Steve stands there and pops his hip with a smirk once he realizes Eddie's looking him over. He misses the warmth of their hands together but is happy at least that Eddie pulls his away to put somewhere else on Steve's body, pushing up a shirt that's thin and yet feels like too much right now. ]
Your choice. [ He leans in for a kiss, figures that's okay because they haven't really started and Eddie was kissing him earlier. ] All day. If you decide you want to touch me while I'm lying there, you can.
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he keeps sliding his hands up under steve's shirt and pushes it up more, only to drag his nails back down along his ribs in the way he likes it.
the whole point of this is that eddie's in charge all afternoon, he knows, but knowing how much steve trusts him never makes it any less awe-inspiring. he leans forward, smiles into that kiss and then nips at steve's lower lip. ] Mmm. I like how worked up you get when you've been waiting.
[ which really shouldn't be a surprise because eddie likes not making it easy for steve, likes the frustration in his eyes on the days he's chasing it and then how that melts into just wanting to please when eddie pushes him the right way. ] Oh. I'm going to, sweetheart. I'm going to tease you but you're going to be good for me.
You're going to keep my cock in your mouth but not get me off until I tell you to, yeah? [ he asks, grinning as he scrapes his teeth along steve's jawline. ]
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Shivering at the scrape of nails down his sides, he exhales softly as they drag over the scars above his hips where the skin is thinner and the nerves fire differently than the rest of his body. The bite to his lip is grounding, pulls him back into the conversation that he'd honestly written off after giving his reply. Eddie makes him confirm things a lot still, and he appreciates it even if it doesn't help his patience. ]
Be good for you and not come. [ It's not totally a question, more like speaking plainly the things that Eddie implies. He's happy to be corrected, but he's pretty sure that sometimes Eddie stays vague so that he can get Steve to fill in the blanks with what he wants, too. ] Yes, sir. I'll only move with permission.
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then again, eddie had been the one with the collar. ] Good boy. [ this time he sinks his teeth in a little more into steve's skin, not enough to leave a lasting mark but an impression of teeth right below his ear.
he doesn't ask steve if he's ready to play, knows he wants him to take the lead. so eddie does even if there's still a few things to check in on before he gets steve on that bed.
eddie steps back, has to give himself a second to push back the desire to say fuck it and get his hands all over steve instead. one of them can stay on track, can have some patience. so he puts a few feet between them as he goes to pick steve's collar off the bedside table, turns back toward him after a moment. ] Strip down for me, sweetheart, and put your clothes on the chair by my desk.
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There's not a lot for him to take off: shoes, socks, shorts, shirt. Everything gets messily folded and put on the chair as told. He leaves his watch on for a second and then unbuckled that as well, certain that he won't be counting minutes and will be more comfortable in whatever position he ends up in without it digging into his wrist. Setting that on top of the pile, he lifts his eyes to meet Eddie's while taking off his briefs, blushing even though Eddie's seen him naked countless times. ]
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he licks his lips as steve pulls off his briefs, lets his gaze linger on that pretty cock before it slowly slides up steve body. he looks so good, scars and all, and eddie really can't believe that the guy is his. ] You look pretty cute when you're blushing, sweets.
Come here when you're done. [ he crooks his finger at him, calling him over. ]
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He steps forward as soon as Eddie finishes saying "come here" without any regard for the rest of the sentence. Steve is already craving proximity, the flood gate of desire breaking after the wait they've endured up until this point. ] Can I talk, sir, or do I need to wait to be asked something?
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( he knows that's an easy one to obey, that steve will follow that order in a heartbeat. when he does, eddie lifts the collar to his neck and fastens it carefully in place. he gives the d-ring in front a gentle pull, testing it and then keeps his finger hooked in it to tug steve forward into a kiss. )
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Waiting for the familiar tightness that comes with the collar being fully fastened, he exhales slowly with it in place. A soft whine tumbles out when Eddie pulls, and of course Steve melts forward into a kiss like he's starving for it. ]
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it's playful, yes, and then eddie breaks it to nip at steve's lower lip. he presses their foreheads together, enjoys the proximity for a moment. ) Ready, sweetheart?
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Still, he whines when Eddie asks because he's obviously making a show of starting. ] Yes, sir, please start.
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while he'd planned to keep his shorts on, just to push them and his boxers down his thighs, eddie had realized that won't work out during the planning stage of all this. part of the problem is eddie needs several books and a notebook AND has to be able to reach for shit without disturbing steve resting against his thigh; which means planning a campaign isn't the best time to do this but they've committed and he's not back peddling now. he's also not shy about shucking off his shorts, not bothering to fold them like he made steve.
he climbs on to the bed, sits with so he's propped up on the pillows against headboard and all his materials are within reach. ] Come here, baby. [ he says to steve, motioning for him to move closer. it's been a few seconds, maybe, and it already sucks to not have him close.
eddie's not sure how long they'll last today. ] Most comfortable position will probably be between my legs like you're going down on me. You can rest your head on my thigh that way.
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