steddie one shots ♡

handcuffs (lime)

If u dont like sexual things then skip this. No smut just hinted sexual ideas.

Steve's POV-

"Ugh.. what are we even gonna do" the curly haired boy groans, he threw himself on the bed across from me. I sit on the chair at his desk, "i don't know munson, you tell me" I sigh, and glare at him, he gives me a smug smile back.

Now your probably wondering what is me steve 'the hair' Harrington, doing with the loser Eddie munson. I'd tell you, but I have no idea. I was forced to be here by dustin, and Robin. They were acting all excited, and shit giggling to each other the whole drive. Then they just left me here with a guy I barley know. Honestly I'm pretty sure they're trying to set us up, ever since I told robin I was bisexual she's been trying to set me up with guys.

Eddie claps his hands in front of my face, snapping me back into reality. "You good Harrington?" "Sorry man, I zoned out. What's up?" I say brushing the hair out of my face. "Yeah clearly, Anyway since we're here together wanna do something chill, before those idiots come back." he said with his cocky little grin.

"Sure I guess.." I take a look around his room, looking for anything interesting. My gaze fell on some hand cuffs on the bedside table.

"What are those for?" I ask. "What are what for harington, you gotta be more specific?" I walk over to the bed, and pick up the handcuffs. "These things, what are you a cop." He smirks at me, and sits up snickering. "What?" He just takes them out of my hands, "I'd tell you, but I don't think you really want to know stevie" he winks at me. God why is he hot. Wait no he's not hot, god what's wrong with me "Just tell me, stop being a weirdo, you.. weirdo"
He just laughs, "I can show you, if you'd like pretty boy?"

I it mean seems innocent enough, what's the worst he's gonna do. "Sure why not" he gets of the bed, and grabs my wrist tightly making eye contact. Okay at this point I think he can tell I'm blushing, which is embarrassing. He smirks, and puts one of the cuffs around my wrist. "Okay, so they're just handcuffs? Wow very impressive, but why do u have them."

"Oooh you'll see stevie" he grins "don't call me that."
"Or what stevie" he throws me down onto the bed, rapping the the chain part around the bed frame. Before I could protest he had the other cuff around my wrist. "Hey wait I didn't agree to this!" I yelp yanking at the cuffs. "Oh but you did stevie." He smirks "oh would you shut up already, and I said don't call me that"

He laughs at me struggling trying to get free, "uncuff me eddie" god why'd I trust this guy. He's probably a serial killer, or something. What normal person finds pleasure in handcuffing people. "Okay I still don't get the point" he just laughs again, "okay i get it you find me struggling funny, but just uncuff me already before I kick your ass"

"Okay okay jeez, your no fun" he rolls his eyes. "What about this is 'fun' cus I sure as hell don't find this fun" I spat out "awee you're so cute stevie" he said mockingly cupping my cheek. I just glare at him.

He grabs the key to the cuffs off of the bedside table, and dangles it in front of my face. I tried to grab it forgetting I was cuffed, which just caused him to laugh at me. "Shut up, and uncuff me. This is so stupid" he looks down at me "you still wanna know why.. stevie" a smirk builds up on his lips, his pretty pink lips.. ew I need to stop thinking like this "yes as a matter of fact I do.. eds" his eyes lit up, and he smirks even bigger.

"So I can make sure pretty boys like you stay still while I fuck them" my face goes red "ew why, that's so gross. Get these off me" I kick at him he just laughs hysterically while uncuffing me. "HAH YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE" I push him as he continues to laugh. "Dumbass" i scoff at him but he just continues to laugh.

Okay so this was my first fanfic, sorry if it was bad. Also I'm to lazy to reread and correct this, so if there are mistakes point them out and I'll fix them. thanks for reading this shit.

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