I Can't, Eddie... (Steddie)

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Steve choked on air for a few minutes, coughing as Eddie looked on with an amused expression.

"I—you—that's not—what kind of question is that?" Steve sputtered. Eddie chuckled and shrugged.

"What can I say? It's been on my mind. Has it been on yours?"

No fucking shit.

Steve ran a hand through his hair. "Well, of course. But like, I'm obviously taking your lead. It's more about when you're ready than me. I don't want to rush your first time, it should be special."

"Oh please," Eddie scoffed, "virginity is a social construct created to make girls feel bad."

Steve stared blankly.

"What I'm saying is, there is no need to consider my virtue here. I promise I don't have any left, regardless of my lack of a sex life until very recently." Eddie said, waving a hand impatiently. Steve sighed.

"Okay... but—" he glanced at Eddie, "never mind."

"What?"

"It's nothing."

"Stevie..." Eddie looked at Steve through his eyelashes. Steve looked away but gave in with red cheeks.

"I guess I just want it to be special because it's us, not really because you're a virgin. And it's a new experience for me, too." Steve was staring at his hands. Eddie's expression immediately softened and he reached over to hold both of Steve's hands in his own.

"You're completely right. I didn't mean that it's not special for us." Eddie said gently. "I just meant that I'm ready, so if you're waiting for me, then— well, don't keep waiting." Eddie chuckled to himself. Steve had butterflies. He loved this side of Eddie. He was so nurturing and perceptive to Steve's emotions and needs.

I'm so gone it's embarrassing.

"I love you." Steve whispered, bringing his eyes up to meet Eddie's.

"I love you too."

Eddie pulled Steve toward him to press their lips together. Steve opened his mouth purely on instinct and Eddie traced the outline of Steve's lips with his tongue. Steve shifted so he was hovering over Eddie again as their bodies pressed closer together and the kisses heated up. Eddie still had a light sheen of sweat all over his body from working on his van outside, and his musk was absolutely intoxicating to Steve.

"So are you saying you want to have sex right now?" Steve murmured as he sucked on Eddie's neck, mostly joking. Mostly. Eddie laughed, lightly shoving Steve away.

"Absolutely not. I don't want any risk of intrusion from anybody. Especially not Wayne."

"Fair point," Steve replied, getting up off the bed and searching for a shirt.

"So, what's on the agenda today?" Eddie asked, bringing his hands behind his head and watching the muscles in Steve's back as he held a shirt up. Steve looked back at Eddie for just a moment and Eddie's breath caught. Steve was so effortlessly sexy. Steve looked back to his clothes before he could see the deep blush that spread over Eddie's cheeks.

"I don't know. What were you thinking?" Steve tossed the first shirt back to his bag and picked up another one.

"Well, I'm supposed to be catching a movie with the club tonight. You can come if you want?" Eddie said. "Or not, I mean we don't have to spend the whole weekend together."

"Okay first of all," Steve threw the second shirt to the ground and turned completely around, pointing at Eddie with one hand, the other on his hip, "I would very much like to spend the whole weekend together. And secondly, aren't I in your stupid club now?? Why wasn't I invited??"

Eddie stared at Steve in response, eyebrows raised and lips twitching.

"You got something to say, Munson?"

"Always."

Steve scoffed. "Spit it out."

"I just think you're totally obsessed with me, Harrington."

"You're my boyfriend. I like spending time with you. Sue me!" Steve said. Eddie stuck his tongue out and laughed.

"I never said I was opposed to it. I was just stating the fact itself."

"What the fuck ever."

Eddie got off his bed and came to stand behind Steve, wrapping his arms around Steve's still bare chest. He kissed the back of Steve's shoulder lightly before whispering into his ear. "Don't worry. I'm obsessed with you too. I'm never leaving this position right here." He squeezed tighter. Steve tried to move away and Eddie matched his movements exactly, staying latched on to Steve's back like a leech. "Annoyed yet?" Eddie said laughing.

"Nope." Steve couldn't bend down to pick up his next shirt, so instead he began flicking through the shirts hanging in Eddie's closet.

This Metallica shirt would actually look really good on me...

"Hmm..." Eddie said suddenly.

"What?"

"I suppose I may have to move from this position at some point. This'll make the sex we're supposed to be having soon pretty difficult."

"Not if you're on top," Steve accidentally said the first thought that popped into his mind out loud and clamped his mouth shut far too late. Eddie grabbed Steve's shoulders and spun him around so they were face to face.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" He demanded. Steve's face was bright red all the way up to his ears.

"I—I really don't know. I just thought it and then said it and didn't really think about anything else in between." Steve explained lamely.

"Are you—are you wanting me inside you?" Eddie was definitely flustered now. Although the question was awkward, the implication of it settled in Steve's mind and he knew in that moment that the answer was yes. Steve pictured Eddie laying on top of him, thrusting his body closer to Steve than they had ever been before, and Steve's dick immediately started thickening and growing.

Not a want. A need. Ugh.

"M—maybe?" Steve ran a hand through his hair and then tried to casually adjust his pants. Eddie's eyes flicked down to his crotch, of course.

"Fuck," Eddie muttered under his breath, "well okay, then. I guess we'll have to take turns." Eddie was getting hard now too, but he tried to ignore it. Now it was Steve's turn to glance down at the tent forming between Eddie's legs.

Eddie changed the subject. "If you want to wear one of my shirts, wear this one," he pulled out the same Metallica shirt that had caught Steve's eye. "It'll look good on you."

Steve smiled, "thanks, babe." He took the shirt but then tossed it to the side before slipping a hand into Eddie's pants. "But I need to take care of something else first." Eddie groaned as Steve lowered to his knees in front of Eddie and derailed any conversation between them for at least half an hour.