Steddie Smut :^)

All Dreams Have Meaning 🥴

This smutshot is actually my pride and joy, so, i'm so happy I got it back

CW: they have sex 😊 ok but seriously, oral sex, anal sex, hair pulling, edging and most importantly ✨cringe✨

Description: Stevie has a funny little dream 😊

Italics is the little voice in good ol stevie boys head

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Steves POV:

I stare up at the ceiling, it has a slight blue hue due to the moon light pouring in from my window, I can see it from here in my bed. I roll over onto my side to glance at the time and feel the moonlight shine on my face.

2:48 AM

I drag my hand across my face and let out a tired sigh at the hours of sleep I'm losing, I have work tomorrow morning. I roll back into the position I was in before, facing the ceiling, taking in heavy breaths, slowly feeling myself drifting to sleep, I close my eyes, and hear a knock on my window.

My eyes shoot open and I scramble up to look out my window, narrowing my eyes once I make out who's hanging onto my window.

"Eddie?" I mumble to myself, flipping my blanket off my body and crawling out of my bed, muttering confused words as I move towards the window. I unlock the window and slide it up, and Eddie's hands claw into my room.

"Munson, what the hell are you doing?"

"A little help here." His voice strains as he tries to pull himself into the room, I roll my eyes and grab his arms and pull his body until his hips are resting on the window frame, I drop him and he hits the ground with a thud. "Ow." He let's out plainly.

Eddie drags himself into the room a little bit more, flipping himself onto his back, his feet still hanging out of the window, he just lays on his back, taking in long exhausted breaths. I lean forward a little bit so I'm in his line of view.

"How the hell did you get to my window?" I poke my head outside, looking down to try and see how he got up, I pull my head back to the room. "It's kind of impossible."

"Oh Stevie boy.." He pulls his feet in from the window and does a sort of backwards somersault thing onto his feet, I stare at him, a little impressed by the maneuver. "...I find my ways."

"Okay, great, now tell, what exactly are you doing here?"

His eyes widen a little bit, as if the question was unexpected, he stares into space for a second, almost frozen. I wave a hand in front of his face. "Hey? Earth to Eddie?"

He snaps back out of his thoughts. "Hm? What?"

"I asked what you're doing here."

"Oh, well- I... uh, I don't know." He scratches the back of his neck while telling the obvious, blatant, and frankly terrible lie.

"You don't know?!?" I scoff, and Eddie fumbles with his words.

"Okay, um... Here's- The thing is... Uh, here's the thing-" He cuts himself off by grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me forward to connect his lips with mine. I stand there, not knowing what to do, not providing to the kiss, but not pulling away, why am I not pulling away? Eddie feels that I'm not doing anything, and he pulls away, far enough to see my widened eyes and slightly agape mouth."... can't stop thinking about you."Eddie finishes his sentence from before.

He releases my shirt and his hands drop to his sides and he immediately starts to fidget with his rings, his eyes dart around my room trying to avoid eye contact with me, he looks back up once more and sees that I'm wearing the same expression as before, due to trying to process everything that had just happened, and he starts rambling again.