Heart Strings (Steddie)

Smoke Date

The two aren't smoking much, more focusing on conversation than the blunt. Eddie has taken five hits and Steve two, both only just buzzed.

"I cannot believe you spend a hundred dollars a month on your hair! What are you even buying, Harrington?"

"My hair has needs. I have to work for my beauty," Steve replies, enjoying their random banter. "Oh come on, you know that's not true. I think you'd be fine without it."

"I don't want to find out."

"You're something else," Eddie observes, taking another hit of the blunt. "Me?" Steve asks, lightly elbowing the other. "What is with you and shoving people," he laughs, "Are you trying to start something?"

Steve smirks, "Maybe I am."

The other eyes him, "And what's that?"

"I don't know yet. I just feel like messing with you, Munson."

"Well, mess away," Eddie goes to take another hit, but Steve takes the blunt out of his hand, "Yeah, I totally wasn't going to hit that or anything." He rolls his eyes and watches the other suck on the blunt and inhale the smoke, debating if there is anything more attractive than that. Steve turns to Eddie and grabs the back of his neck. "Come here," he pulls him closer, hovering his lips over the boy's and exhales. Eddie inhales the smoke, giving Steve a dumbfounded expression before leaning his head back and blowing the remaining smoke up into the air. He lied, that's the most attractive thing he's ever experienced. He looks at Steve in shock, "Where did you learn to do that, Harrington?"

"Nowhere. Kinda just wanted to try it out," he shrugs, playing it off.

"I'm gonna be honest, that was the hottest thing you could've done," Eddie says, a little breathless.

"I'll keep that in mind." The idea of doing that again almost sends Eddie over the edge, Jesus Christ.

He wants to be bold, his body begging him to do things its desired for days. "I'm going to try something," He says, checking Steve's face for approval.

The other looks at him with confusion and curiosity, "O-Okay." Eddie's unexpected nature always makes him nervous... and a little excited. Eddie takes the blunt and looks at Steve before slowly climbing onto him, straddling his lap. "W-What are you-," Steve starts as a hot but anxious feeling courses through his body.

"If you get to shotgun me, I get to shotgun you," he whispers, hitting the blunt and inhaling deep. He turns and places the blunt back on the table before looking at Steve for approval again. The other nods his head and Eddie brings both of his hands up to Steve's face, his pinkies resting under his jaw. He leans in, touching his lips to Steve's and pushing back the desire to kiss him, knowing it would lead to a coughing fit. Eddie exhales as Steve inhales, keeping his lips on his. He breathes in deep and looks up to blow the smoke away from their faces. Eddie slides one of his hands down to the other's chest and tilts his head to plant a kiss on Steve's now vacant jawline.

Steve gasps and snaps his head back down to Eddie. "What? I had to be better than you somehow, Harrington," the boy whispers. Steve continues to stare at him, not knowing what to say.

Eddie tries to read the situation and becomes insecure, "Was that too much?"

"No! No," Steve answers quick, "Eddie that was so attractive, you have no idea what you're doing to me. My brain is freaking out because I've just never been with someone so forward. It's not a bad thing."

The other chuckles, feeling reassured, "So, what do I do to you, Harrington?" Eddie smirks, trying to drag Steve's thoughts out of him. The growing hardness beneath him tells him part of the answer. "I don't know what you're talking about, Munson," Steve tries to play it off, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You don't have to be embarrassed with me, sweetheart. How about this: I hop off of you, we smoke a little more, and then we go to bed?" Eddie smiles, wanting the other to be comfortable with him.

Steve suggests another step, "How about we make out a bit longer, and then we can do that?" Eddie throws his head back and laughs, allowing Steve to place a quick kiss on his Adam's apple. "And I thought I was the fun one," Eddie says as he brings his head back down, sliding a hand around the nape of Steve's neck and the other resting on his chest. "Can I kiss you, pretty boy," he asks and Steve's heart nearly explodes at the pet name.

Steve brings his lips close to Eddie's, "I like that one," he says before kissing him. He puts a hand on the small of Eddie's back and pulls him closer. Eddie lets out a soft moan and Steve slides his tongue across his bottom lip, begging to deepen the kiss. The other opens his mouth a little more to grant access and the kiss becomes more heated as they both become needy for one another. Eddie tugs on Steve's hair and a low groan escape his lips in response, the sound sending an electric shock through Eddie's body.

They break apart to breathe and Steve bends his head down to place a kiss on Eddie's clothed collarbone. The boy tilts his head a little as he trails wet, small kisses up his neck, on his jaw, his cheek, and finally his lips again. Eddie lets out a satisfied sigh at the praiseful action. Steve kisses Eddie hard as he starts to feel restless. Eddie slides his hands onto the other's shoulders and grips onto him, wanting to continue but knowing they need to stop before they do something Steve isn't ready for yet.

"Steve," Eddie moans against him, breaking the kiss.

"Yes, baby?" Steve leans back, staring at his dark lustful eyes.

Baby, Eddie's head is spinning a little as he tries to calm down. "I think we should stop for now before we get too carried away. Are you okay? How are you feeling?" Worry sinks into him as he realizes that was Steve's first time making out with a guy.

"Honestly?"

"Yes."

"Well, Munson, I'm a bit horny right now," Steve answers with an exasperated laugh. Eddie chuckles and rolls his eyes, "Be serious."

"I am being serious, Munson. I am seriously horny right now. I like you," He says, placing a small kiss on Eddie's chin. His heart swells at the words, "Fine okay, you can be horny, but I'll have to send you to rehab. You've had too much."

"Says the one who's literally smoking weed right now," Steve states as he watches Eddie take another hit.

"I just needed one more."

"Uh huh," They both laugh, and then Steve yawns.

"Is the princess sleepy?"

"I thought we were done with that pet name?" he groans.

"I never agreed to that," Eddie says, cleaning the table off and standing up, "Come on, it's bedtime." Another groan leaves Steve and Eddie laughs, both of them heading to his room.

Eddie grabs an old band shirt from his closet and throws it on the bed. Steve eyes him slowly as he takes his shirt off. "Steve, I was serious about that rehab," he says, catching him. The other covers his eyes with his hands so the other can finish getting dressed. "Okay, I'm decent."

Steve uncovers his eyes and looks at Eddie, "Is it alright if I take my pants off?"

"What a gentleman. Yeah," the other rolls his eyes as he slides off his jeans, suddenly feeling a little shy. Eddie climbs into the bed, "Get over here, Harrington."

Steve slides into bed next to him, both of them laying facing each other. He gazes at the other's features for a moment and smiles, "Maybe you do have better hair than me."

Eddie chuckles and pulls him in closer by his waist, "Just go to sleep."

-----end chapter ten-----

literally the dream date :'^)

finally got some steamy smoochessss