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Steve was having a pool party with the older kids. Said they all needed a moment of not having to worry about the little shits after everything that happened. It had been going fine, mostly drinking, quite a bit of groping from all present, and for a second it felt like they were all back in high school. Just being dumb teenagers and not worrying about having to save the world. Most of them were in the pool although Eddie was chilling on the side drinking but cheering everyone on, even when Steve spilled half the pool trying to drench him. After the tenth time of asking him to join them in the pool Steve had given up and just let Eddie chill. He didn’t know why but he could never get Eddie to swim, he avoided the pool entirely when he was at Steve’s. Robin kept trying to get them all to do dumb things, which was strange considering Robin was the only one not drinking or smoking. But it made sense she was the most energetic out of everyone normally anyways. Nancy was trying to get her to calm down just a bit, and Steve had to laugh. “She reminds me of you that night you broke up with me Nance except she's not blackout drunk.” Nancy looked towards Steve with a glare, “Not true, i can hold my liquor steve.” Jonathan pulled away from Argyle's lips just long enough to utter, “I can agree with Steve, Nance, you were wasted that night.” She kind of shakes her head but before she can get an argument out, Robin wraps her arms around Nancy leaning against her for support, “I HAVE AN IDEA!” Nancy flinched away a little since Robin was right in her ear but she wrapped an arm around robin holding her up.
Steve laughed, he was glad to see his friends happy, never in a million years did he think Nancy Wheeler would end up with another girl but hey. Robin had that effect on people, she helped both him and Jonathan realize their own feelings, quite literally having to explain to Steve what being bi-sexual was, and that there indeed was a word for being able to like both boys and girls. And it was times like this, just the six of them when they could be themselves. Hawkins wasn’t a very accepting town and neither were any of their parents, well except Joyce. She was coming to terms with Will coming out and she was cool with it; she just wanted to protect him at the same time. She knew about Jonathan and Argyle too, the kids knew about all of them and had promised not to tell anyone because they knew the consequences of being different in this town. But it was just small moments like this when they could actually kiss who they wanted to without judgment from others that made tehm realize how lucky they were. Steve pulled himself out of the pool in front of the chairs and he felt Eddie’s foot against his back, but when Steve looked back he pawned it off like he was stretching. “What’s your idea Robin?” She smiled brightly as the second Steve turned to face hers Eddie kicked Steve back into the pool no hesitation and when he resurfaced Steve splashed water at Eddie who was laughing. “We should have a game of chicken! You guys know what that is right?” Everyone nodded and kind of muttered in agreement that yeah tha could be fun.
“But that only works if Eddie gets in as well otherwise it’s uneven.” All eyes kind of turned to where Eddie was on the deck chairs. His eyes widened, “NO way guys. I’m sorry but no. I don’t do pools, I just don’t.” Steve gave him a begging look and Eddie smiled, “As cute as you are when you beg for me Steve it’s still no. You guys can do it and just take turns or whatever. I'm getting a beer. I'll be right back.” Eddie’s first mistake was getting up, his second mistake was walking so close to the pool as he did. Before he could say another word Steve grabbed his ankles and pulled him into the pool. At first everyone was kind of laughing but when Eddie resurfaced he looked pissed, and for some reason scared. “WHAT THE FUCK STEVE?” Steve had stopped laughing when he realized Eddie was actually mad, “Eds, come on man it was a joke. I’m sorry.” Eddie shook his head kind of waddling his way over to the side of the pool to haul himself out, he was trying to get out as quickly as he could. Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie’s waist before spinning him to face him. “Eddie, I’m sorry, okay, I really mean it. I’m sorry that I pissed you off, don't get mad. Please I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I only meant it as a joke.” Eddie pushed himself away from Steve but he was still holding onto Eddie’s waist. “Steve, let go.” Eddie’s voice was harsh and cold, yet he was trembling. And in that moment steve knew he fucked up, when he didn’t answer or let go Eddie kind of just pushed Steve arm’s open and attempted to pull himself out of the pool anyways. He managed to do it but because Steve was still kind of holding onto him, somehow Steve ended up accidentally pantsing Eddie, in front of everyone. The laughter from before kind of died off quickly as everyone’s eyes were on Eddie.
Eddie didn’t know what to do, there was definitely no lying his way out of this one, it was clear what was going on. Robin's standing there frozen, eyes wide and jaw dropped down in shock, and even fun going argyle was quiet. Steve hadn't noticed yet and all he saw was the others reactions, he ran a hand in front of robin but she didn't move an inch, eyes trained on Eddie in an unwavering gaze. Steve looks over to see what’s got her in a fuss and oh —
What he finds is not anything he would have ever even thought about guessing in a million years. Right there, in between his legs where what anyone assumed a regular dick would be, is a pale mound that is sparsely coated with dark hair. And further down, peeking out from where it’s tucked in between his shaking thighs, is the parted flesh of what is undeniably a vagina.
Eddie Munson had a pussy. Steve thought his whole world was shattering in two and he watched as a trembling Eddie ripped his swim trunks out of Steve’s hand and he ran inside. Steve barely waited a second before lifting himself out of the pool and running inside after his boyfriend, not even registering the sounds of splashing as the others desperately tried to get out too. “Eddie!” He followed the wet footsteps up the stairs to the room Eddie was currently sharing with him because Steve’s parents were out of town again. When he opened the door Eddie had his trunks on again and he was packing his bags. Steve stepped forwards and Eddie backed up, “Go away, Steve please.” His voice sounded broken, like he was barely hanging on. When Steve didn’t Eddie only repeated it, “Please go away. I hate this part, I can't do it again.” Steve really was confused now, “What part? Eddie, what are you talking about?” Eddie stopped packing the bag for a second but he refused to look at Steve. “The part where you guys never talk to me again, the part where I'm left alone. The part where I'm called a freak for just being what I am. So just go ahead, leave so I don't have to deal with this again.” Steve didn’t answer but instead closed the bag on the bed and Eddie felt his heart break. When he found his voice again it was shaky and trembling, for the first time in a while Eddie found himself unable to be brave. “Do you h-hate me?”
Steve blanched at that, the words cutting deep and leaving behind a chill that made his blood feel like it was gonna freeze. “Do I what?” He asks softly, eyes softening in hurt. “Do you hate me, Steve?” Eddie asks, more firmly this time. It was then when he looked up that Steve could see the barely concealed fear swirling in his eyes, the clench in his jaw as he tried to not let it show. Eddie thought Steve hated him, Eddie was scared that he hated him. “Of course I don’t hate you, Eddie!” Steve nearly cries, walking over to him. He comes to stand directly in front of Eddie and hesitantly reaches out to touch him, hand coming up to hover above his shoulder. Eddie makes no move to duck away so Steve takes the chance, clasping his hand around him and pulling him close. He wraps him up in his arms and squeezes him, both telling and showing Eddie that he loves him. He feels the other boy tremble in his arms and that’s when he notices the wet, damp spot that’s soaking into his shoulder.
Eddie’s crying.
Steve feels his heart crack at the knowledge and he squeezes him even tighter, bringing a hand up to card his fingers through his hair. It’s always worked when the other had been upset in the past and this time is no different, Eddie leaning into the touch as he cries quietly into Steve’s shoulder. “It’s okay.” Steve murmurs quietly to him. “You’re okay, Eds. It’s all gonna be okay.” Eddie could barely believe this was real. “Why don’t y-you hate m-me?” Eddie asks with a thick voice. “Why WOULD I hate you?” Steve asks back, keeping him close. “Steve, I know you saw it. I know you saw my.. my.. that I don’t have a dick.” Eddie narrows his eyes briefly, cheeks flushed from tears and stress. He couldn’t even bring himself to say it, how could he? “There ain’t nothing wrong with you, Eds. I know what I saw and I don’t care. I don’t care one tiny bit.” He huffs, setting a determined tone to his voice. “All I care about is that you’re alright and that we’re alright. Mostly that you’re alright, you’re the love of my life and I want to make sure you’re okay.” Eddie slowly shakes his head in disbelief. “How can you not care? I’m not normal.”
Steve scoffed, “According to who? Who says any of us are normal? Eddie, you’re the best guy I know. And whatever bits and parts you may or may not have don’t change that any. I mean, sure it was.. a shock to see. Of course. But I was more worried about you being alright than worrying about what’s between your legs. That was a pretty shitty thing for me to do. You deserve to be able to tell us on your own time and I took that away.” Eddie looks at him in shock and he looks as if he’s going to start crying again. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.” Steve presses close against him again and settles his head back down onto his shoulder. Eddie goes along easily and buries his face back into his neck, sniffling quietly. “Ever since I saw you take on those demo-bats to protect Dustin I fell in love with you. Every bit of you, and that’s never ever gonna change. I’ll never judge you for what you look like either. You’re always gonna be the same old Eddie Munson to me. Understood?” Eddie nods slowly against his neck and Steve lets out a sigh of relief. Eddie was okay, they were okay. Everything was gonna be okay. “Now, let’s get this bag back unpacked because you’re not going anywhere. You’re staying right here, with me. Where you belong.” Eddie laughed lightly when there was a knock on the door. The panic was clear on Eddie’s face and Steve gently gave him a squeeze, “It’s okay.” Eddie looked like he didn’t believe him but he let Steve open the door anyways.
It was Robin first, but there were muffled voices from downstairs. “Is he okay?” Steve kind of nodded, “Everyone downstairs?” She nodded, and glanced towards Eddie who was still an emotional wreck. Steve gave an “okay, we’ll be down in a minute.” She left and Steve closed the door. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I can just go tell them to leave if you really want me to Eds.” Eddie shook his head, “That’s almost worse, me not even getting to try and explain myself? I’d rather be embarrassed and they hate me, then not even go down there.” Steve looked at who was still shaking and soaking wet, “Okay, but if you’re going to do it at least do it comfortable. Change first.” Without waiting for an answer Steve threw eddie some clothes while grabbing some for himself and turning the opposite direction so that Eddie wouldn’t feel embarrassed. When they were both changed Steve extended a hand and Eddie took it and bravely took a breath before going downstairs. The second Eddie was visible everyone was up and what he could make out over them talking at once was how many times they were asking if he was okay. He gripped Steve’s hand even tighter and Steve kind of told everyone to calm down and give Eddie some space. They all made their way to Steve’s living room where they sat down on the couches and floor. Before anyone said anything else Steve spoke up, “I want to offer an apology, not only to Eddie, but to everyone as well. I didn’t mean for that to happen, and I'm sorry. I also didn’t mean for things to escalate like that. Now you guys can ask Eddie questions and he will answer ONLY if HE’S comfortable with them. And keep in mind that it's my house and my BOYFRIEND, so if you guys utter even one word out of line im kicking you out without a second thought, alright?” He stressed Eddie’s pronouns like he was worried everyone would call Eddie anything different. Everyone kind of nodded, and Steve turned to eddie. His voice was a whisper and his hand was holding onto Eddie tight, letting him know he was there. “You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to, you don’t owe them anything okay?” Eddie kind of nodded and Steve gave him a reassuring squeeze.
For a second everyone was quiet, Nancy spoke first. “So I don’t mean to sound rude but how long have you-” “Have I had a pussy?” Nancy’s face flushed, “I wouldn’t have phrased it like that but yes.” Eddie kind of went quiet, this was hard for him everyone could see, “I have to know, can I trust you guys? You’re not going to call me a freak, or a fag, or anything like that right?” Everyone shook their heads and Robin looked quite offended, “Eddie, none of the US are going to do that. First of all, none of us care you’re still Eddie, you’re just not exactly Eddie in the way we always pictured. Second, most of us have our own secrets so we have no right to judge anyone else for theirs. Thirdly I've been called slurs before and I'd never do that to anyone so no.” As everyone muttered agreement Steve watched as Eddie relaxed a little. It was like the fear of being rejected was still there, but it was slowly going away. “Alr-ight. You guys know I didn't move to Hawkins until seventh grade right?” Everyone nodded and Eddie shifted in his seat a little, “Well, that’s technically not true. I’ve always been here. Actually my old house is just a block from here over on Maple. You might’ve known me back then as Edwina? I was practically a perfect Hawkins girl.” Eddie kind of shuddered and forced himself to say girl, but he carried on with his story. “I got straight A’s, I was an early bloomer, was like a triple D before 5th grade, went to all the sports games, was in love with all the jock kids. I drank and smoked very young like all the cool kids did, but I was the nerdy smart girl but because of the crowd I hung out with I was popular. And not just like contact popular, actually popular. I’m actually kind of surprised you don't remember me Nance. Me, you, Barb, and Janet used to hang out all the time.” It took a second but realization dawned on Nancy as she realized Eddie was right, buried deep in her room somewhere she has pictures of all four of them, from multiple occasions.
“Anyways it was around sixth grade when Hawkins started teaching us in the health classes about sex ed, because well, it’s Hawkins everyone here starts having sex really young. I realized then that something was wrong, I wasn't feeling the same way as the other girls in gym class. I hadn’t noticed but I stopped wearing clothes that fit my body perfectly instead opting for one that hid my chest, and my waist. I wanted my hourglass figure to disappear. When guys called me a pretty girl, I hated it. I started looking at the guys' sports teams practices a lot more, and I thought about why I didn't look like them instead. I chopped my hair off to like a chin length bob, I thought that would make me feel better. It did for a little, but I still hated myself.” Eddie bit his lip for a second, and it looked like he was struggling to talk. Even though he knew they didn’t care he just wouldn't, this was still painful for him. Steve gave him a light squeeze and Eddie found his voice again. Somehow through everything Steve still wanted him, and that was enough to give him the strength to continue.
“I started hanging around my Uncle Wayne a lot more. He never called me Edwina even back then, I was his little Eddie. Even to the protests of my parents, he refused to call me anything else, and said every niece or nephew of his got a nickname. I liked Eddie, it made me feel more myself. I almost flinched every time my mother called me Edwina. One day in the summertime, Tommy approached me and asked me on a date, this was pre-him and Carol, and I had never had a guy interested in me like that, so I said yes. Thought maybe he could fix me and the feelings I was having. My mom found out and she picked the prettiest of all my dresses, did my hair and makeup and sent me on my way.”
“Tommy took me to a drive-in movie, it was fine at first, but we all know tommy. He got handsy, started touching me and well, when he said he couldn’t believe he got the prettiest girl in all of Hawkins in his car, I lost it. I cried and pushed him off while running my way back home. Not my best moment if I'm being honest considering he went around telling everyone I was a tease, and led him on, that I gave him blue balls the next day, but I just couldn’t sit there and listen to him call me pretty anymore. It just felt so wrong hearing him call me a girl. I didn't know what to do. I found myself running to my uncle Wayne's house and when he opened the door I broke down. Told him everything I had been feeling and how I felt so wrong. I must’ve called myself a freak at least twenty times, but he told me if I didn't feel like a girl I couldn't make myself be one. Asked me if I liked seeing myself with long curly hairdos or if I liked it short. I said short and he took me into the bathroom, offered me his clippers. He shaved my hair and gave me some of his old work clothes. Most were too tight on me but being in them made me feel so much better. He saw something in me that I had been so blind to myself, he saw me as his nephew for the first time. I think he always knew before I did, he even went out and helped me find a bra that hid my chest more than enhanced it. He let me stay the night and the next morning when I went home to my parents they were furious.”
Eddie’s grip on Steve’s hand tightened, everything else seemed easy. But this was so hard, Eddie took a shaky breath before continuing. “They screamed at me, called me all sorts of names. Said I was a freak of nature who mutilated their precious baby girl. They couldn’t believe what i had done to myself, my mom just kept crying and repeating how i looked like a boy. I finally got the courage and told her I was a boy, I had always been a boy no matter how often she tried forcing pink frilly dresses on me. My dad didn’t take it too well, dragged me into the backyard and threw me in the pool. He held me down underwater over and over until I blacked out. When I became conscious again he told me he had no children, that if I wanted to live out this stupid cross-dressing fantasy of mine then I'd have to find a new family who’d accept me. Left me sobbing and crying on the pool deck. Told me if I wasn't gone in five minutes, he’d tie cement to my neck and drown me in the pool before anyone could find out what a freak I was.”
Steve felt even worse than before upon hearing that. Of course, why would Eddie ever get in a pool again after that? He felt like a terrible boyfriend, pulling Eddie into the water earlier must’ve given him bad memories. “Eds, I'm so sorry. If I had known I wouldn’t have-” Eddie shook his head, “s’ okay steve. Just don’t do it again, please. I hate pools now, I just can’t.” Steve kind of nodded as he pulled Eddie closer to him. Everyone was kind of quiet, they couldn’t believe it. They’d all almost died before but that was in the Upside Down with some monster creatures fighting to kill them. But having your own parents try to kill you? They couldn’t understand how Eddie felt. Eddie spoke up after a minute, “When I had caught my breath again, I realized how scared I was. I had just been completely disowned, everything I had known, a loving family, a safe home, everything was ripped away from me. But as I heard my father coming back I realized I had to move, I couldn't stay. I knew his threat was real, and I did what I was good at, I ran. I ran halfway across town to Wayne’s and I broke down the second he let me in. I couldn’t talk, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything other than cry. My mom and dad called every family member in town, and everyone else nearby told them to not take me in. They told them to shoot me if they saw me and when Wayne heard he figured out what had happened." Eddie was shaking a little, he hated that part but he knew he had to finish.
“Despite their warnings of coming after anyone who took me in, threatening to kill both them and me, he still did. Cared for me in a way I had never been cared for in my life. He went and legally changed my name and gender, and then re-enrolled me in school as his nephew Edward Munson from out of state. Said both my parents, one of his younger sisters and her fiance had been killed in a car crash and since he was my godfather he took me in. Completely restarted my life. Did everything he could for me, even drove me five states over every weekend so I could go get hormone replacement shots. By the time school started I was a different person, just said I was a late bloomer who hadn’t hit puberty yet. Then I met Gareth and Jeff, Doug and Sebastian came later but I found myself. Found kids who liked me, and started reclaiming pieces of myself I had lost. By high school the hormones had completely kicked in and my voice was well, this. Wayne and I had saved up enough for me to get the boobs taken away, found a doctor who specialized in surgery like that out of state. Told him the reason why was I had cancer and we just wanted them gone to be sure it wouldn't spread. Surprisingly enough he believed it and did it for us, I was able to pass for a guy easily now. My hair was getting longer again and after I had gotten sick of just chopping it and chopping it, I decided I should try a metal look and grow it out again. Only this time it didn’t feel wrong, it felt like it was just part of me. Failed school a couple times, got some tattoos and then I met you guys. You all know the rest from there, although I do have to say I got lucky. Mother fucking bats took my uterus from me so there’s one less thing I have to worry about.”
Eddie’s free hand went to the scars that littered his stomach since the aftermath of their upside down battle. “And well, I’m me. But every time I had to shower or had to change in the locker room at school I was always worried someone would see. That someone would find out and tell everyone how much of a freak I was. Everytime I shower at home I hate it, hate having to be reminded that even though I look like a guy I'm really not. Makes me hate the body I was born in, and sometimes I’ve done some not so great things because of it. I hated letting you guys get close to me and break down my walls this year because I worried that now that I finally had friends, when you found out you’d be disgusted and leave like everyone else did when they found out.” Eddie looked up at everyone now and it was clear he was still scared, still worried that it would happen.
Everyone shook their heads, while Robin laughed, “Eddie you’re dating one of our absolute best friends. We didn’t leave you when you were wanted for MURDER, you sure as hell aint getting rid of now just because you think you don't deserve love. Come on now, you’re stuck with us you little shit.” Everyone started laughing and for once in his life Eddie knew he was where he belonged. They all shared some similar stories, and continued with their little party like nothing had happened, and by the time they left Eddie had almost forgotten about it. Almost, there was one thing on his mind.
When everyone was gone Eddie turned to Steve, “Can I ask y-you something?” Steve nodded as he wrapped his arms around Eddie, “Sure, what’s up?” Eddie looked nervous as he felt Steve pull away a little, ”Eddie. What’s up?” Eddie sighed as he turned to face Steve properly. “Does me having a-,” Eddie bit his lip, he hated having to talk about it, “a you-know-what change our relationship? I mean I know we haven't even really gotten far because I've never let you see me before, for obvious reasons, but does this mean you’re interested in me any less?” Steve looked shocked but he grabbed Eddie’s hand, “Darling, no it doesn’t like I said I love you for you, not for what it’s between your legs. And if you’d let me, I'd love to show you how I love you okay?” Eddie kind of nervously nodded and Steve pulled him into the bedroom. “I- I’ve never done anything before Steve, I don’t know how this works. I mean I know how this works but-” Eddie was cut off by Steve kissing him ever so gently. His eyes fall closed automatically at the first touch of lips and he brings his other hand up to rest against Steve’s shoulder. Steve smelled like chlorine, but underneath it all there was a smell that was undeniably steve. Eddie could practically taste it on his lips too.
They part for a breath, taking a moment to take in what’s just happened. They don’t pull too far back and their faces remain just inches apart, staring into each other's eyes. Steve pulls him in close and Eddie sinks back into the kiss, pressing in closer when Steve’s fingers bunch in the fabric of his shirt. He feels his tongue slide along his bottom lip in question of permission and he parts his lips easily, letting him inside. Steve’s tongue finds his and they tangle together, the faint taste of weed and alcohol on his tongue. He chases after the taste, sucking on Steve’s tongue and drawing a moan out from the other boy.
Steve pulls away to press kisses to his jaw, nipping lightly at the skin there as he makes his way down. Eddie tilts his head to give him more room and his fingers bunch in his hair when Steve begins to kiss down his neck. He slides his lips over his pulse point before he bites down, sucking a bruise onto the skin there. Eddie whines high in his throat, the skin vibrating under his lips from the sound. Steve runs his tongue over the bite and soothes the throb, leaving a red mark in his wake for Eddie to keep in the following days. He decided it looks so pretty on Eddie’s pale milky skin he just has to do it again, so he does. This time he moves a bit further down and repeats the action, leaving another hickey in between his neck and collarbone. Eddie has been breathing heavily the whole time, trembling a bit in Steve’s arms while he marked him up. Once Steve finishes claiming Eddie’s body as his own, he leans back to inspect his work.
Eddie’s skin is so pale and beautiful the marks look like roses blooming in winter snow on his skin and Steve feels a sense of pride. He knows Eddie hasn’t done anything like this and he’s so sensitive to everything because of it, and he wants to tease Eddie a little. Steve wants to show Eddie everything he’s missing and just how good it feels to let someone else love you. Steve brings his hand up and presses down with his thumb on the most recent mark watching Eddie's reaction to it with a smile. “Damn,” Eddie’s entire body jerks, his eyelids fluttering. “Feels good.” Steve presses down again and Eddie pulls him into another kiss, this one more heated than the first. Eddie, being a little brave, immediately licks into his mouth, a hand coming up to claim Steve’s neck and keep them close together. The air around them is starting to feel thicker and Steve can feel his jeans start to feel tight around his groin. He needs some clothes to start coming off. He hasn’t gotten this hard this fast, since high school when he was whoring around. “Take off your shirt.” He mumbles into the kiss, sliding his hands down to thumb along the edges of Eddie’s shirt. But before Eddie could even try to, Steve pushes it up slightly and lets his hands slide over the smoothe sliver of skin he uncovers. Eddie shivers a bit at the touch and breaks away to tug the fabric over his head.
Steve’s seen him shirtless countless of times, a couple times at school and here at home, Eddie had been comfortable with that before. But this time felt different. He allows himself to really look this time, taking in the pale expanse of Eddie’s chest, the skin smooth and lacking any chest hair, two faded scars under his pecs that Steve had never questioned before. The slight softness in his stomach from clinging baby fat. The tattoos almost seemed pure black on his chest, such a stark contrast to the rest of his body. Eddie had a temporary job at the mechanic shop in town working on cars, lifting heavy machinery and all that, but all the muscle had been going to his arms instead of his torso. It made him look almost delicate compared to Steve. He frowned a little when he saw the deep red scars littering Eddie’s stomach and chest from the bats. He had some of his own but seeing Eddie’s made him feel sad. Made him remember what he almost lost that day in the upside down. If he hadn’t gone back- Steve cleared his head, this wasn’t the time. This was the time to show Eddie all the love he had to give him.
Eddie is staring at him with an expectant look and Steve takes the hint, making the move to get rid of his own shirt as well. He tosses the fabric behind him and doesn’t care to see where it lands when he suddenly has hands on him, Eddie’s gaze becoming heated. “You’re quite the looker, King Steve,” Eddie says with a smirk. “I see why all the girls are always fawning over you.” He brushes a hand over Steve’s arm, squeezing at the tight muscle there. “Speak for yourself Eddie baby.” He tells him, eyes traveling down his chest once more and landing on his pants. He bites his lip in anticipation of what’s to come. “You planning on taking those off anytime soon?” Eddie follows Steve’s gaze down and suddenly becomes shy again, his hesitation coming back up to the surface. He blinks several times, hands going limp on Steve’s arms. Steve immediately moves closer, feeling like he messed up already. “Hey, you okay? You wanna stop?” He takes one of Eddie’s hands in his own, squeezing it gently for support. He uses his other to tilt his head up, pushing Eddie’s gaze up to meet his own. His eyes are vulnerable and scared, the hint of tears making them a bit glassy. Steve strokes a soothing thumb over his jaw. The last thing he wants is for Eddie to cry, it was one of his least favorite things in the entire world and right now the opposite of what he wanted.
“I’m scared, Steve.” Eddie whispers, voice soft and faint. “What if you end up hating it? End up hating me?” His face was making Steve’s heartbreak. “There’s nothing to be scared of. I won’t hate it or you, I swear.” He squeezes his hand again. “Ain’t nothing that’s gonna make me not enjoy this. As long as you enjoy it too.” Eddie swallowed hard as he managed to gain the courage to look up at steve. “Are you sure?” He asks, sucking in a deep breath. “Positive.” Steve nods. “But only if you are.” Eddie slowly nods as well and he motions for Steve to scoot back so he can get his pants off. Steve stands up to give him room and he watches as Eddie unzips his jeans and carefully pulls them down, along with his underwear. He kicks them off and they land on the floor with a quiet thud. Steve makes the move to get back on the bed but he pauses when Eddie moves suddenly, leaning back down on the bed. He positions himself on his back, bending his legs up at the knee and pulling them apart to spread them wide open. Steve nearly chokes at the sight, his boyfriend completely naked and spread out in front of him, and his pants suddenly are way too tight around him. He takes a step forward and hears Eddie inhale, waiting for his reaction with baited breath. Eddie is even more beautiful than he could have imagined. Spread out, flushed pink and exposed fully to his gaze. His eyes immediately go to the cunt that’s in between his legs, nearly going dizzy from pure arousal. It’s flushed a pretty pink and shaved neatly, like Eddie had taken the time to keep it neat despite his insecurities with it. How he thought Steve could find him as anything but gorgeous and incredibly arousing, he had no idea.
“Fucking hell, Eddie.” He whispers, trailing his eyes across his body and nearly drooling. “How could I ever hate this?” Eddie lets out a quiet sob at his words, like he’d been waiting for rejection and was shocked beyond words to receive the exact opposite. He moves his hands from his thighs and lets his legs fall closed a bit. Steve wasn’t having that and immediately reaches out and pulls them back apart, keeping Eddie fully exposed to him. He doesn’t want to ever stop looking at him like this. He’s seen pretty girls before, and well groomed girls, he’s been with them all. But none of them ever gave them as much pleasure as he was getting from just looking at Eddie.
“You really like it? You’re not just shitting me Steve?” Eddie asks softly, peering up at him. “Fucking hell you look so delicous I could eat you alive right now Eddie.” Steve replies, letting his hands slide over his knees and down his legs. He can feel the tremble in Eddie’s body as he does so and he looks up. “Can I touch you, pretty please can i?” He pauses his movements, waits for permission. Eddie almost laughed at the fact that Steve was begging to touch him. Never in a million years did he think he’d have Steve “The King” Harrington wrapped around his finger, desperate to be able to touch him. “Yeah,” Eddie breathes, face already pink. Steve can tell he must be anticipating what’s to come, having never been touched down there before by anyone other than himself. Steve’s not even sure if he’d ever worked up enough courage to even get his hands on himself before but the thought alone has him groaning quietly and he needs to get his hands and mouth on Eddie before he explodes right here in his bedroom.
He kneels down, comes face to face with his pussy and every memory he had of fooling around in high school had prepared him for this. He’s had some good times, but he imagines nothing is going to be able to top what he’s about to do with Eddie. “You’re trembling, love.” He murmurs as he slides his hands closer. “Don’t worry, I’ve got you.” He moves one hand down to brush over his silky cunt and Eddie arches his hips against the touch, letting out a soft breath. Steve smiles to himself and using his fingers, spreads his folds to further reveal his hole, slick gathering at the opening. He dipped one finger in and slid it up and down his cunt, letting the slick soak his finger.
Eddie released a quiet moan from below and pushed himself up onto his elbows, peering down. Steve leaned up a bit to catch his eye and saw how flushed he was despite them barely starting, how much it was already affecting him. “You okay?” He asks softly, trailing the hand that wasn’t currently exploring his pussy down his thigh in soothing motions. “Uh-huh.. keep going.” Eddie whispers, lightly pushing his hips up, getting slightly impatient. Steve gets the hint and ducks back down. He leans in and presses his face close, inhaling the musky scent of Eddie’s arousal and it feels like a switch has flipped in his brain. Steve feels saliva begin to pool in his mouth and he squeezes at Eddie’s thigh a little harder than intended. The moan he got in return told him Eddie didn’t particularly care either.
“Can I get my mouth on you?” He asks, breath shallow. “Hell yes.” Eddie says from above, pushing closer. Steve gets his hands around his waist and pulls him forward so his ass is seated at the edge, legs dangling off the bed. He grabs his legs and settles them on his shoulders before diving in. He licks a broad strip from his entrance up to his clit, flicking at the bud with the point of his tongue. The first taste of Eddie sends his mind into a frenzy and Steve suddenly feels his blood boiling at not having done this sooner, at leaving his boyfriend alone in fear of never being loved, cherished, worshiped the way he should have been. And worshiping Eddie is all Steve wants to do tonight.
“You’re so beautiful, and so fucking good for me sweetheart.” He pulls back to say, licking the collecting slick on his lips. Eddie tasted heavenly. He darts back down to his hole and licks his way up again, this time flattening his tongue against Eddie’s clit and laving over it in slow, steady strokes. “Oh, fuck! Steve~” Eddie cries out as he throws his head back, pushing himself further into Steve’s face. His legs shake a bit where they’re on his shoulders. He keeps his hands steady on his thighs, keeping them spread wide open so he can cover every inch of him. “Fuck, Steve, your mouth. Mm~ the girls at school weren’t kidding holy shit!”
Steve hums against him, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure through him. He moans again and Steve feels fingers sliding into his hair. He can feel slick coating his lips and chin from where it’s pouring out of Eddie almost like a faucet and a deep, almost possessive side of him feels proud to be the first person to make him fall apart like this. Fuck every other person he’d slept with, Eddie was all he ever wanted before he even knew Eddie was what he needed. He covers his lips over his clit and sucks the bud into his mouth, teeth nipping over it slightly. He feels it throb in his mouth and Eddie’s thighs tremble from where they try to automatically squeeze closed around his head.
“Don’t stop.. Please don’t stop.” Eddie whines, tugging on Steve’s hair and keeping him pressed firmly against him. Steve has no plans on stopping, not now and not ever again. He could easily envision himself spending the rest of his days doing this, on his knees and in between Eddie’s legs, eating him out over and over until the end of time. “I could spend the rest of my life like this..” He murmurs, nosing up and down his slit. He inhales again and nuzzles close. “Keep you spread out for me all the time, eating you out until you’re soaking wet and trembling too hard to stand.” Eddie lets out a breathy whimper at his words and Steve thinks he’d be fine with that lifestyle. He’s never letting him go after this, he decides. He’ll never want anyone else ever again. Eddie’s already ruined him for any other guy or gal with one taste, Steve doesn’t even care Eddie had him pussywhipped from the second he let Steve go down on him.
He felt Eddie pushing at his head and he realized he had stopped. Damn Eddie was desperate, Steve smiled against his folds before dipping his tongue inside him, letting slick coat on his tongue as he pushed in and out. “Steve~.” Eddie’s voice is breathy and high pitched as he rocks his hips, grinding his pussy against his face and fucking himself on his tongue. “Fuck, feels so good.” The way he was going had Steve questioning if he was sure Eddie had never done this before, afterall right now he was saying all the right words to make Steve never want to stop. Steve keeps fucking him with his tongue, the tip of his nose rubbing against his throbbing clit and keeping it stimulated while he sucks at the juices pouring out of his hole. He wants to make Eddie come at least once before he gets his fingers in him. He needs him to be soft and pliant. He knows now from experience how tight and sensitive first timers can be when you’re trying to stretch them out and the last thing he wants is to hurt eddie. He never wants to hurt Eddie ever, but especially not now.
Judging by the looks of it, it doesn’t seem like it’ll take much longer for the other boy to come. He’s writhing against the bed and pushing his hips in short, jerky movements. Slick is practically oozing out of him in a steady stream and when Steve looks up for the first time in a while, he can see his abdomen trembling from where his muscles are contracting. As much as he loves eating Eddie out right now, there’s a burning desire inside him to see the other completely come undone. He wondered just how fast he could make Eddie unravel right now if he wanted to.
He speeds up his movements, pressing his tongue more forcefully inside him and licking at him greedily. Eddie is panting above him and meets each thrust of his tongue, fingers tightening in his hair. “G-Gonna.. Gonna come, Steve.” Steve pulls his tongue from his hole and Eddie huffs at the loss. That was the exact opposite of what he wanted to happen. But his displeasure is quickly replaced by a high, keening whine as he reattaches his mouth to his clit and sucks at it hard, the tip of his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Eddie’s legs jerk as he comes, slick gushing out of him to soak Steve’s face. He moans loud and broken, head tossed back against the sheets as he shakes against the intense waves of pleasure. Steve laps at him gently with his tongue, drawing the orgasm out and leaving his cunt twitching. He only pulls off when Eddie bats him away, too overstimulated for Steve right now. Steve pulled himself up sitting down next to him on the bed.
He takes in the sight of Eddie spread out in the sheets, chest rising and falling as he pants, skin shiny with a coat of sweat. He’s got his eyes closed and his mouth is open, lips parted to take in deep breaths. It’s an image Steve is slowly engraving in his mind, desperate to get Eddie like this again. Steve leans down to press a soft kiss to his cheek, stroking his hand over his chest. Eddie’s eyes open at the touch and he turns to him with a blissed of expression. “Feeling okay, Eds?” He asks, pressing another kiss to his nose. He thinks Eddie looks absolutely beautiful like this; wet and messy, thoroughly wrecked and loose limbed. Evidence of being treated properly for the first time in his life.
“Am I feeling okay?” He asks, huffing out a laugh. “That was the best fucking feeling of my life. God, that was better than any adrenaline high I’ve ever had. I see why girls are always trying to get us to do this to them now. Not that I'd ever have a girl asking me for this but you know.” He laughs again and Steve laughs along with him, heart singing at the knowledge that he’d given Eddie an incredible new experience. “Fuck baby, I’d worship you like this forever if only you’d let me.” Eddie leans up to kiss him, uncaring of his own spend still on Steve’s face and mouth. Steve eagerly kisses him back, head dipping down to crowd Eddie in between him and the mattress. He licks into his mouth, letting the other boy taste his own come and Eddie moans softly against his mouth. “Taste yourself?” Steve asks heatedly, feeling the tension build up between them once more. “See how fucking good you taste? See why I can’t get e-fucking-nough of you?” Eddie moans again and greedily sucks on Steve’s tongue, chasing the taste and taking it for himself. Chasing the taste of himself on Steve’s tongue and trying to get every last bit of it that he can for himself. Steve’s realizing for not having done this before Eddie might be a lot kinkier then Steve thought he’d be. He’s shifting and moving slightly below him and Steve breaks away, looking down to see him lightly cant his hips up, humping the air.
“Need more Eds?” He asks, turning back to him. “Wanna go again already?” Eddie nods and leans close to mouth at Steve’s neck, reaching down to drag his hand down to where he wants him. Steve lets him guide the way, glad to see Eddie find newfound confidence in himself and no longer shy away from him or his touches. Turns out all he needed was some relief. Steve was all more than happy to provide it for him. Eddie’s still soaking wet when Steve’s touch finds him again, fingertips sliding over the smooth and silky skin of his pussy. He trails down, lets the pad of his fingertip circle and tease the rim of his hole. Eddie pushes down against him, trying to catch the digit inside. “Let me know how it feels, okay? I’ll stop if you need a moment, all you have to do is ask.” He says as Eddie sighs softly at the feeling of Steve’s teeth nipping at his neck. He sucks a bruise into the skin before pulling back to see Eddie nodding his head.
“Go on ahead, Stevie.” He tells him, pushing himself back against his hand. He takes the permission with a smile and sinks his finger into the wet heat of Eddie's cunt. He bites his lip to stifle a groan at how tight he feels, already imagining that tight hole around his cock. Eddie lets out a hum of pleasure as he sinks his finger to the base, clenching down around it. “Yeah, like that. Just like that, fuck Steve~.” As he pushed ever so gently Steve couldn’t help himself as it just slipped out, “You ever touch yourself before?” Steve asks suddenly, watching the blush rise to Eddie’s cheeks at the question. He looks him in the eye and doesn’t say anything for a moment, blinking at him before slowly shaking his head. “No?” He gasps almost shocked at Eddie’s answer. “Thought about it a lot.” He answers with a soft sigh. “Couldn’t really stand the sight of myself though, so other than when washing, I never tried.”
Steve makes a displeased noise at the words, feeling that anger rise inside him again. Eddie had been afraid to touch his own body, had denied himself the pleasure because he couldn’t take the way he looked. Steve was willing to undo every negative thought he had about himself and replace his insecurities with acceptance. “There isn’t anything wrong with you, Eds.” He tells him, leaning down to kiss him as he stroked his finger alongside his inner walls. When Eddie squeezed down around him again, he took the signal and slowly pushed in with a second finger. The added stretch had Eddie gasping into his mouth, a hand coming up to grip his arm. Steve murmured praise against his lips, telling Eddie how good he felt and how beautiful he was. “Mhm, darling, I can't believe you made it through puberty without touching yourself. Makes me happy though, knowing I'm the only one who’s ever explored down here. The only one who’s ever made you feel this good down here.” Eddie whined at Steve’s words, and he could feel Eddie get a little wetter with them.
“So fucking wet for me,” Steve whispers, the wet squelching noise as he pushes his fingers in and out of his stretching cunt proving his point. He presses the pads of his fingertips up against his walls, curling them in a “come here” motion as he searches out the spot that’ll surely make him lose his mind. He knows he’s found it when Eddie bucks up suddenly, letting out a shout. “Oh! Right there, right there!” Steve continues pressing up against the area, scissoring his fingers and letting them stretch him out. “More Steve, need more.” Eddie gasps, reaching down to grip his wrist to try and push him in deeper. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you more.” Steve all but whispers. He’ll give his boy whatever he wants and more.
He slides in a third finger and marvels at how easily Eddie is taking his fingers. His muscles are relaxed around him completely and he’s greedily sucking his fingers in like he’d die without them. “You were made for this, Eddie. You were made to take it so well.” He tells him, the other boy letting out a high keen. “Made for me.” Eddie whines in agreement, practically moaning out the words, “Yo-ours~” As he’s sliding his fingers out on a motion, Eddie is shoving them back in and rocking down against them. Steve lets him take the lead and simply watches as he fucks himself on his fingers, like he’d done with his tongue.
“Take what you need, Eds. I’m not going to stop you.” He tells him, curling his fingers against that special spot. The palm of his hand presses against his clit every time he shoves his fingers back in and Eddie bucks up against the touch. “Fuck, your fingers are so damn good.” Steve takes the opportunity to dip down and run his lips along Eddie’s skin, licking a path down his neck to his collarbone. He kisses his way down to his chest, across his pecs. He stops at his left pec and presses biting kisses into the skin there, taking his nipple in between his lips and sucking. Eddie’s eyes rolled back as he came for a second time, clenching down tightly around Steve’s fingers and holding him in place as he fucked himself through it. “Fuck fuck fuck — Yes —” He chants, thrusting his fingers in and out and moaning up at the ceiling. Steve slowly removes his fingers once the high ends, nuzzling against his chest and pressing a kiss to his sternum. He kisses his way back up and lands on his mouth, never having his fill of kissing Eddie. He never got bored of kissing Eddie before either, often leading Eddie showing up to band rehearsals with a swollen lip.
“You think you can handle more tonight? Your stamina seems pretty good for a virgin, but I don't want to hurt you.” He asks him once Eddie blinks back into reality. He slowly kisses him back, nipping at his lips before he settles back down onto the bed and smirks up at him. “Give me all you got, Stevie.” He tells him, eyes dark with desire. God, Steve was ruined for him.
He makes quick but clumsy work of removing his jeans, standing up so he can kick them off and drop them to the ground. Once he’s removed them, he pulls his underwear off as well and stands there, groaning at the relief on his aching cock. Eddie leans up on his elbow to look at him, licking his lips as he takes in the sight of him. His cunt twitches and clenches around nothing and Steve sees the fluttering of the movement, arousal pooling in his gut at knowing he’s about to be inside him. “You been holdin’ out on me, Harrington.” Eddie says lowly with hungry eyes. “I definitely see why girls are always hanging around you.”
“None of those girls matter to me now.” He says with a bit of a growl in his voice as he steps forward to kneel down on the bed. “All I can think about is you and how badly I wanna worship you Eds. Let me worship you?” Steve is looking up at Eddie like a starved man and Eddie doesnt know how to feel anything else but turned on. “Fuck,” Eddie whines, spreading his legs wider. “Give it to me, Steve. Need it, need you so bad—”
“Gonna give it to you. Everything you need.” Steve promises, moving further up the bed with Eddie so they have more room. He settles on his knees and wraps Eddie’s legs around his waist, preparing to move his cock to his waiting hole until he thinks about something, stopping his movement all together. “Hey, condom?” He asks, staring down at Eddie in question. He feels like an idiot for not realizing sooner that they’d absolutely need one. Eddie smiles and shakes his head. “Only different on the outside, like I said bats took my uterus. You ain’t knocking me up anytime soon. I should know, had like six different doctors shoving shit inside my body while I was at the hospital.” Eddie’s smile faded a little and Steve got concerned, “What is it?” Eddie kind of sat up as he shook his head, “Nothing, can we-” Steve shook his head, “Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” Eddie sighed, “Six kids, cross country every summer in an RV.” Steve had forgotten Eddie was there when he said that, and their talk in the Upside Down before everything happened.
“Okay and?” Eddie’s face fell a little, “I can’t give you that Steve you should find someone who can. I can’t do that to you. It’s all you’ve ever wanted, to be a dad. I can’t take your dream away from you.” Eddie was once again cut off by Steve kissing him. “I don’t care Eddie, you’re my dream. You’re all I've ever wanted and more, you are singularly everything I need to be happy in life. And besides, Dustin might as well be our kid by now.” Eddie still looked upset, “Yeah but I can't give you OUR kid steve. A kid that’s both Munson and Harrington.” Steve shook his head as he kissed Eddie again, soft, sweet and gentle. “Dont care, everything I need is right here in my arms. And for you not being able to get pregnant, doesn't mean it’ll stop me from trying. Over and over, and overrrr.” He had a crooked grin on his face as he looked at Eddie pressing his hips against Eddie's with every word. Eddie had to suppress a moan as he realized he’d be looking forward to that.
“I’m gonna take care of you now Eddie, if you’ll let me?” Eddie nods and can barely get the words out, “Please, Steve.” He guides himself to Eddie’s cunt, sliding the head along his slit and gathering the wetness there. “C’mon, Steve.” Eddie pleads, pushing against his waist with his feet to try and push him in himself. Eddie’s voice was whiny and needy and he looked desperate to get Steve in him that very moment. Steve had to grab the base of his cock to keep himself from shooting off early at the sight, body trembling a bit as he tried to control himself. God Eddie’s making him feel like a virgin again. Eddie just looked so damn perfect for him like this. Once he feels like he can slide in without coming too early, he makes his move and pushes in. Steve gasps at the sudden feel of tight heat squeezing around him, enveloping him as he slowly inched his way in.
Eddie is panting underneath him, breath coming out shallow and quick as he tries to adjust to the sudden stretch. He reaches out to grab at Steve, and attempts to pull him close but fails miserably. Steve goes down and supports himself on his forearms, locking Eddie in place between him and the bed. “Geez, babe.” He groans, pushing along until he slides all the way in, their hips bumping together as he bottoms out. “You feel so good, so good for me.” Eddie whined as Steve moved ever so slightly making him very aware of what was happening. “I feel like I’ve been stuffed full. Jesus Steve, I always thought the rumors were fake, holy shit.” Eddie chokes out, twitching around his throbbing cock. “Never knew it felt like this. Never knew I could feel this good.”
Steve smiled a little as he placed a gentle kiss on Eddie's forehead, “I’m gonna make you feel even better baby, make you see how perfect you are for me.” He tells him, rocking his hips gently to try and help him adjust to the pressure. Eddie strokes his hands down Steve’s back, fingernails grazing faintly over his skin. After a moment, his breath evens out more and he nods, lifting his hips. “Go on.” Steve slowly pulls back, dragging his cock along his soft walls and stretching them out before slowly pushing back in, jerking his hips as he bottoms out. Eddie looks up at him with hooded eyes, mouth slack with pleasure as he sucks Steve in with ease. “Taking me so nicely, Eds.” Steve repeats, thrusting in more sharply to prove his point. Eddie lets out a surprised moan but it breaks off into a whimper. “God, Steve, please.” He begs, angling his hips up to meet his thrusts. “I’ve got you, babe.” Steve whispers, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “I‘m gonna take such good care of you from now on.”
He lets himself slip nearly all the way out, just until the head of his cock is left inside before slamming all the way back in. Eddie arches off the bed, a shout leaving his lips and he clutches desperately at his back, fingernails raking against skin that’s definitely going to leave a mark. “STEVE~!” Steve moans shakily from above him and he can’t believe they haven’t done this before. This is better than anything he’s ever felt before, better than any basketball game he’s ever won, better than any lame party he’s been to, better than anything he’s ever had in his entire life. This is everything Steve hadn’t even known he was missing and now that he has it, he never wants to let it go.
He’s decided he’s never gonna let Eddie Munson go. Not fucking ever.
“Holy hell,” Eddie gasps as he slams back in again, tears pooling in his eyes. Steve has never seen a more beautiful sight in his life, he thinks. “Steve~,” Eddie grunts, face scrunching up in overwhelming pleasure. “Pull my hair. Please, Steve, pull my hair.” It seemed random but he thinks back to that moment on the couch days ago, the night they’d made up after a small fight about something so small and trivial that it didn't even really matter, when Eddie had given a certain reaction to Steve accidentally tugging on his hair. There were also a couple of times when they’d been cuddling and Eddie’s hair had gotten stuck in Steve’s watch and he had to tug it free and Eddie didn’t seem to complain about the amount of force needed to separate his hair from the watch. And of course there was the one time when Steve was doing Eddie’s hair and he pulled a little too hard cause the brush was stuck, and after Eddie had excused himself for a minute. And Steve’s smile grew because damn was Eddie kinky as fuck, Steve couldn’t have been more wrong when he labelled Eddie as vanilla just because he’d never done anything before. As Eddie’s voice pleaded with him again, he was begging him. Begs so sweetly that Steve just can’t say no. He supports himself on one arm while reaching up to tangle his fingers in Eddie’s hair. He bunches the dark curly strands between his fingers and pulls, tilting his head back.
Eddie’s mouth opens on a silent moan as he melts into the touch, eyes slipping closed. He arches into all the touch Steve is giving him, hips pushing against the sharp thrusts of his cock while he pushes his head back against the sharp tugs of his hand. Steve shifts his hips, slightly changing the angle so on his next thrusts, his cock hits his g-spot. Eddie nearly screams, body spasming under him as he loses himself to the pleasure. Steve keeps his pace, fucking into him with rough thrusts and making sure to drag his cock along his g-spot as he does. Every time he slams in, he gives a sharp tug to Eddie’s hair. Eddie makes little “ ah, ah, ah ” noises everytime he does, eyes fluttering open and shut as he tries to figure out if he wants to look at Steve or sink into the pleasure completely. “Feels so good inside me.” He mewls, dragging his nails down Steve’s back, no doubt leaving marks this time. “Fucking me so good.”
Steve crashes their lips together, though it’s more of them just panting against each others’ mouths than an actual, proper kiss. It was messy and lacked coordination and it was absolutely perfect. It was purely them. “Gonna come soon.” Eddie tells him, tears beginning to slip down his cheeks. “G-Gimme more. Need more.”
“Tell me what you need.” Steve whispers, brushing his hair back from his face before gripping it again. Eddie all but whimpers. “Touch m-me.”
“I am touching you, babe.” Steve chuckles breathlessly. “Touch me more.” He huffs, trying to get his point across. Steve wants to comply with his demands but they aren’t in the proper position for him to reach down and touch Eddie while also trying to support himself. But he could use this to his advantage. He had a smirk on his face and without slowing his thrusts, “Touch yourself,” he says instead. Eddie stares at him wide eyed, both equal parts in awe and shock. He shakes his head, letting out another whimper. Steve slows down his pace and Eddie immediately scrambles to stop him, locking his legs tighter around him and arching his hips up. “Don’t stop!” He almost yells, eyes shiny with tears. “Touch yourself, make yourself come on me.” He tells him again, leaning down to peck his lips. “Feel how soft you are, how good you feel. Give yourself what you need. Come on, you’re a good boy, you deserve some pleasure, don't you?” Eddie bites his lip as though he’s thinking about it and then Steve watches as he slowly sneaks a hand down, trailing between them, past his chest and down to where he’s got him stretched wide.
Eddie immediately jerks as his fingers touch his clit and he releases a soft breath, letting himself get used to it and finally come to terms with it all. The pleasure finally wins the battle inside him and he begins to rub quick, furious circles over the bud, clenching around Steve as he does. “That’s it.” Steve groans as he speeds back up, feeling his orgasm building inside him from watching the way Eddie touches himself. “That’s it, just like that.” “S-Steve, ‘m gonna come.” Eddie whines his whole body tensing up. “I’m gonna — fuck, I’m gonna — oh~ !” His back bows off the bed as he comes, slick gushing out of him and all over Steve’s cock. It’s a lot and it gets everywhere. Steve groans loudly, his own orgasm now shooting through him at the sight of Eddie squirting around him and the squeezing pressure of his cunt. His hips stutter and he thrusts in one last time before he’s coming, a full body shudder making its way through him as he emptied himself into Eddie’s pussy. Eddie is sprawled out under him, eyes rolled back in his head and body jerking as Steve’s spend floods him. He’s letting out quiet, soft breathy moans at the feeling and his pussy twitches around him. When he’s fully spent, Steve carefully pulls out of him, stroking his thumbs down his sides in apology when Eddie whines. He flops down next to him and lets out a loud sigh, heart hammering in his chest at everything that has just taken place.
He looks over to find Eddie has his eyes closed but he’s obviously away by the way his breathing is heavy and panting, like Steve’s. He shuffles close and wraps an arm around his stomach, brushing his lips along his cheek. “How are you feeling darlin’?” He asks softly, smiling at Eddie when he opens his eyes and looks at him. He looks ridiculously worn out but he smiles back, crooked teeth on full display. “I feel like a fucked out gal.” He answers, drawing a giggle from them both. “Not bad, King Steve. Not bad at all.” Steve huffs a laugh out, reaching up to pinch his nipple. Eddie lets out a mixture between a groan and a whine, “Mhm no, please too- ngh~” He can’t even get the words out and Steve smiles smug but pulls his hand away.
“Do you feel any better about yourself now?” He asks, tone turning serious. Eddie is quiet for a moment, jaw working as he takes his time to think about the question. About a minute or so later, Eddie breathes out a soft “yeah” and nods. “Yeah?” Steve tilts his head. “Yeah, I think so. Figure if I made you go crazy like that, I must not be as much of a freak as I think I am.” He grins again. Steve takes the answer for what it is, knowing it was Eddie’s own way of trying to accept himself. He wasn’t expecting Eddie to magically love his body right away. He knew it could and probably would take time. But he was happy to wait and help him out along the way. He’d do anything to keep Eddie away from that place of hatred he’d spent so long in, angry and confused at his body and believing himself to be some sort of mistake by God. Eddie Munson was a lot of things but nothing about him was wrong or a mistake. Everything he had made him who he was and Steve loved every single bit of him. And he’d remind him of it until Eddie could learn to do it himself.
In fact, he’d start right now.
“I love you.” He tells him, cupping his cheek. “I love every single thing about you.” Eddie bites his lip and nuzzles against his hand. “You really love me?” Steve nodded, kissing every inch of Eddie’s face he could get to at the moment, making Eddie laugh. “Of course. Always have, always will.” He presses their lips together. “You’re my Eddie.” Eddie smiled softly as he looked at Steve with pure eyes of adoration, “My Steve.” He quirks his mouth up. “Does.. Does this mean you’re officially mine Stevie? All mine?” Steve laughs, “Are you dumb? Eddie, I've been all yours for quite a while now if you haven't noticed.” Steve turns on his side and Eddie does the same, their legs tangling together, chests pressed against one another, intertwined in every way that mattered. “Eds, you never have to worry about hiding any parts of yourself when you’re with me, alright? I’ll always love you as you are.” Eddie nods against him and something inside Steve sags with relief. “I love you too Steve.” He finally says and Steve knows he means it. “I love you so fucking much. Don’t know what I’d do without you, Steve.” Steve smiled, “You’ve always got me, Eds. You always will.” He kisses him again. And then again because this was his boyfriend and he could. Eddie eagerly kisses him back and when they break apart, they press their foreheads together, not wanting to separate completely for even a moment. “God bless you, Steve Harrington.” Eddie mumbles under his breath, drunk on pure love. “Back at you.” Steve replies, kissing his nose.
“We should shower before my folks get home, they’re supposed to be coming back from their trip in an hour. And then it’s separate rooms for the night, and the rest of the time you’re here.” Eddie makes a face and he all but whined and Steve felt the same way. But there was no way they’d be able to sleep together. “Can you say I have separation anxiety or something? Please, I don't want to leave your side right now.” Eddie whined again and Steve sighs but nods and they slowly begin to untangle themselves from their limbs and the sheets. They walk to the bathroom hand in hand and find a way to make it work with two people in the shower. Steve washes Eddie with care, caressing every part of him and murmuring compliments into his skin. And for the first time in a while Eddie doesnt mind getting called pretty, he almost feels like he is.