stolen kisses • steddie

07.

07.

(contains a little smut!)

Steve's breath hitched in his throat as Eddie spoke to him. He had just listened to every word Eddie said, and listened to every demand Eddie had. It was like he was under some sort of spell. He wanted to do anything that Eddie wanted.

Eddie must've noticed Steve's face turn red and his body tense up. He gently slid his hand up Steve's chest and lightly grabbed the back of his neck. "You enjoy being praised like that?" He whispered, making Steve bite his lip.

Eddie's eyes were a little dark, with a slight mischievous glimmer in them. Steve stared into them, and slowly nodded. "I did enjoy that, a lot."

"Interesting," Eddie smirked, rubbing his thumb along Steve's jawline.

"You're killing me, Munson," Steve groaned, eyeing Eddie up and down. He wanted every inch of him.

"Oh really? Why's that?" Eddie muttered in a low voice.

Steve couldn't think clearly. A shirtless Eddie in front of him was all he could focus on. He wanted him.

Eddie wasn't pleased that Steve wasn't answering him. "I asked a question, Steve."

"I want you," Steve whispered, his breathing getting heavier as he realized he had a rather big problem. One that he wanted Eddie to take care of.

"You sure you're ready for that, big boy?" Eddie raised his brows, gently playing with the ends of Steve's hair.

Steve wasn't sure what he wanted. All he knew was that Eddie was in front of him, half clothed, and he wanted to Eddie to rip his own clothes off him. He'd never had these thoughts about anyone. Not even about Nancy. He'd had sexual thoughts about her, but nothing this intense. Steve watched as Eddie admired him, a small smirk on his face as he saw how Steve was looking at him.

"What do you want, Harrington?" Eddie said softly, anxiously waiting for an answer. He was having the same feelings as Steve was. He just wanted him.

"Anything," Steve managed to say, feeling his heartbeat get faster and his breathing quicken.

Eddie tightened his grip on the back of Steve's neck and forced their heads and bodies closer together. He reached over and found an ashtray, putting the joint out without breaking eye contact. He watched as Steve basically melted into his touch. Eddie liked that he had this effect on Steve.

Eddie grabbed Steve by the shirt and kissed him, hard. Steve kissed Eddie back, basically going weak in the knees. It was only the second time they had kissed, and it was just as perfect as the first. Eddie backed Steve up against his bed, and Steve fell onto it, a rather lustful look on his face.

Steve slowly laid back as Eddie held himself up over him. God, Eddie is so pretty. The fantasies he had been having in his head were coming true in that moment. Eddie kissed him again, and Steve tangled his fingers in Eddie's hair, making Eddie groan with pleasure against Steve's lips.

"God, Harrington. You're so fucking hot," Eddie whispered as he peppered small kisses against Steve's neck.

"Shut up," Steve pushed their lips together again, gently biting down on Eddie's bottom lip. His grip on Eddie's hair tightened slightly, making the metalhead push their bodies together.

Steve groaned as their hips were pushed together. Eddie's body against his just wasn't enough. He needed more.

"Touch me, please," he begged, and Eddie let out a slight laugh.

"Patience."

Eddie slipped his hand underneath Steve's back and started to lift his shirt off his body. Once it was almost off, Eddie yanked it the rest of the way off. Steve moved his hand to the waistband of Eddie's sweatpants, and Eddie moved his hands away slowly.

"Like I said, patience, big boy," Eddie lightly kissed Steve's neck again, working his way down to his chest. This made Steve huff in annoyance, and Eddie laughed. "Get an attitude with me and I'll stop right now."

"No, god, please don't," Steve begged, again. He couldn't help it. He never wanted anyone to touch him more than he wanted Eddie to touch him.

"That's what I thought," Eddie fumbled with the button on Steve's jeans, looking back up at him. "You sure you're okay with this?"

Steve nodded, and the look in his eyes convinced Eddie that he wanted this. Eddie bit his lip and tugged at Steve's jeans, slowly shimmying them down his legs. He pulled his own sweatpants off as well, just to make Steve feel more comfortable. He knew Steve was inexperienced with guys, and he wanted this experience to be perfect for him.

Eddie put his hands on Steve's hips, moving one hand to near his groin area, lightly grabbing what he felt. Fuck. This is why Steve Harrington got all the girls.

This action made Steve let out a groan, gripping the sheets of Eddie's bed with one hand. "Please."

"I like hearing you beg," Eddie teased, and this got an eye roll out of Steve. Eddie moved his hand in an up and down motion, which got the reaction he was looking for out of Steve.

Steve couldn't control the sounds he was making. Here he was in Eddie Munson's trailer, getting a handjob from Eddie himself. He couldn't believe that this was where he was right now.

He was not complaining.

"God, please keep going," Steve managed to say, reaching for Eddie's other hand. The metalhead gently kissed Steve's neck, eventually biting down.

This got a big reaction out of Steve.

"Someone's been deprived," Eddie mumbled against Steve's skin, continuing to move his hand back and forth. He lightly sucked on the skin of Steve's neck, letting out a moan against his skin. "You are ridiculously gorgeous."

Steve couldn't even form a coherent sentence at the moment. There was so much going on, he was feeling all kinds of feelings and didn't know which one to focus on. He definitely had had a sexual thought about this exact situation.

Eddie was listening to the sounds Steve was making as he continued, and it sounded like music to his ears. He could listen to it all night.

And that's precisely what he did.

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Steve collapsed on the bed next to Eddie, after they had gotten themselves cleaned up, and closed his eyes.

"Was that okay, Harrington?" Eddie wrapped his arm around Steve's stomach, lightly rubbing his side. He was anxious to know how Steve was feeling.

"More than okay, Munson. I don't think I've ever felt anything like that," Steve muttered, turning to look at Eddie. They made eye contact, and Eddie smiled.

"I didn't want you to feel pressured into anything, but someone was persistent," Eddie smirked, which made Steve blush like a school girl whose crush was flirting with them.

"I couldn't stop any of the noises you may have heard," Steve pushed a piece of hair out of his face, reaching for Eddie's hand and intertwining their fingers.

"Those noises are going to be on repeat in my mind for the next month," Eddie laughed, and Steve laughed with him.

The pair laid in comfortable silence, wrapped up in each other's arms. They were both in a state of pure bliss, and were both trying to wrap their heads around what had just happened between them. Steve was definitely sure of how he felt for Eddie, his feelings were growing stronger every second.

Eddie traced circles on the back of Steve's hand with his thumb and closed his eyes. He could lay like this with Steve forever, he was in a state of complete euphoria. It had been a while since he had liked someone as much as he liked Steve, and he hoped that he wouldn't ruin it.

"You're something else, you know that, Stevie?"

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a/n: little bit of smut for you!! not a ton since i don't really write it, but y'all deserved some ;) hope you enjoyed it, chapter 8 coming soon!
- jj