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Steve's first visit to the Hellfire Club had turned into something else entirely, and he was currently in tormented bliss.
Dustin had not been able to shut up about the upcoming campaign that Eddie had planned, and Eddie hadn't stopped talking about it, either. Every night since Eddie began to map it out, Steve had to listen to him going on & on about it. Steve didn't particularly mind, though; he thought that Eddie was absolutely adorable when he talked about his passions, especially music and his club. Steve just never fully understood D&D-how it was played, what the point was, what it was supposed to revolve around-but Eddie was so enthusiastic about it that Steve had to know what the fuss was about.
Dustin teasingly told Steve that he should just come to Hellfire Club & observe if he was so curious, and Steve took his offer seriously. Dustin wasn't particularly thrilled about it, but Eddie was; in fact, when Steve walked in with Dustin, Eddie's entire face lit up and he practically bounced to where his boyfriend stood. Steve hugged him close, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before whispering a sweet nothing in his ear, and just held him for a few minutes. Upon his explanation that he was going to watch the campaign, Steve got some sodas out of his car that he brought to share, grabbed one of his own, and sat off to the side as the game began.
That's where things started taking a turn.
Things were fine at first. Eddie was getting into the game, making an excellent performance out of it. Steve was drinking his soda, one of his favorites that came in a long-necked glass bottle, and was smiling fondly as he watched Eddie. At one point, Eddie looked over at Steve and made lingering eye contact, so Steve decided to give him a little show as a joke. No one else was paying attention, lost in focus with D&D, so Steve licked the neck of the bottle teasingly while looking directly at Eddie. He went slowly, his gaze never wavering, lashes fluttering as he sucked the tip of the bottle in his mouth. Eddie's hands gripped the table a little too tightly, averting his gaze from Steve before his eyes trailed back to him. Steve winked, the tip of his tongue tracing the rim of the bottle as Eddie's jaw clenched.
Every time Eddie would glance over at him, Steve made sure to tease him further, and Eddie appeared more & more unamused as the campaign went on. At one point, Steve gathered a running drip of soda onto his fingers from the bottle's neck, drawing those fingers into his mouth and mimicking a blowjob. Eddie was clearly flustered, and at one point when he stood from his throne chair, Steve saw the unmistakable outline of a semi-erection in the front of his jeans. None of the others paid attention to any of it, thankfully, but Steve was smirking to himself as he finished his soda.
But then the campaign ended & everyone left, and Eddie practically dragged Steve to his van in the school parking lot. Eddie threw him into the back of it, gagged him with the bandana that he always kept in his back pocket, and helped him undress before starting on Steve's punishment. He told Steve that he didn't want to hear him talking after his little stunt back in the Hellfire room, and that he needed to learn his lesson for teasing him in front of the others. Eddie had done nothing but tease Steve at first-jerking him off before stopping when he got too close, toying with his nipples, allowing Steve to touch him before withdrawing away with a wicked smirk, the whole nine yards.
Then the time came when Eddie began to fuck him. Both of them were completely naked in the van, Eddie absolutely railing Steve while he was moaning & trying to talk around the gag in his mouth. Steve's back was pressed to the carpeted floor, his legs drawn loosely around Eddie's waist as his hands found purchase on Eddie's back, head, biceps, anywhere & everywhere that Steve could reach. Eddie's hair hung in his face, his brown eyes even darker due to lust, his hips snapping back & forth as he supported his weight on both arms. Steve attempted to speak again, reaching up to move some hair out of Eddie's eyes before Eddie grabbed his wrist and pinned it above Steve's head.
"What's that, pretty boy?" Eddie asked smugly. "I can't quite understand you; your mouth is awfully full right now."
Steve flipped Eddie off with his free hand, and Eddie promptly held it down alongside his other one. Eddie pounded against Steve's prostate, and Steve's head fell back against the floor, his hot, filthy moans muffled by the bandana. Eddie slowed down, sped up, slowed down again, repeating the process until Steve was whining impatiently. He threw Steve's legs further over his waist, letting go of his wrists as Steve clung desperately to Eddie. Nails raked down Eddie's sweat-slicked back, one hand settling in Eddie's dampening hair as he tugged roughly. Eddie began to jerk him off as Steve's cock leaked precum, and Eddie's thrusts became sloppier as his own orgasm approached.
Steve could feel Eddie throbbing inside of him, with Eddie moaning in Steve's ear. He set on his roughest pace yet, both pain & pleasure coursing through Steve's body at the sensation. He tried to tell Eddie how good it all felt, how close he was getting, how much he fucking loved it, but it was all stifled by the gag. Eddie removed it and kissed Steve sloppily, sucking on his lower lip and groaning hotly against Steve's mouth before giving a sharp thrust against his prostate. Steve broke the kiss to mewl, and before he could say anything, Eddie was putting the bandana back into his mouth. Steve whined in protest, but all Eddie did was give him a mischievous grin before stopping altogether. He removed his hand from Steve's cock, pulling out of him and reaching for his clothes. Steve watched him with wide, confused eyes, whimpering as Eddie peeled the condom off that he was wearing, discarding it somewhere on the floor, and drawing his underwear up his legs. His dick was still rock hard, and he hissed as the fabric of the underwear brushed against it, but he was grinning at Steve as he threw Steve's clothes to him.
"Put those on," Eddie said. "I can't have you riding shotgun naked, now, can I?"
Steve reached up to remove the bandana from his mouth, but Eddie was next to him in a flash. He swatted Steve's hand away, shaking his head as he did so. "No, that stays in. Get your fucking clothes on, Steve; it's time to go."
Steve was still confused, and didn't make a move to get dressed. Eddie playfully pouted at him, batting his lashes mockingly as he scooted even closer to him. "Don't look at me like that, Steve. We both know damn well that I can't let you cum yet. You are being punished, after all; where is the punishment in giving you what you want?"
Steve ran his hands through his own hair, completely flustered and still in shock over what just happened. Eddie hovered over him, kissing his nose before running a finger down Steve's cheek. "Maybe this will be a lesson for you. Never tease me like that again; if you do, I promise that I won't be so easy on you next time."
