stolen kisses • steddie

33.

33.

(warning: smut!)

"Demanding, are we?" Eddie muttered, leaving sloppy kisses along his boyfriend's neck. He took a piece of skin between his teeth, smirking at the reaction of the boy beneath him. "I have some conditions though, Stevie."

This peaked Steve's curiosity. "Conditions? Come on, Eds. I'm drunk as hell, I feel like I've been horny for two weeks, and I'm literally naked sitting underneath you."

"I'm aware, sweetheart. Don't worry, it's just precautions. Since you were seriously hurt a few weeks ago, I want to make sure I don't hurt you," Eddie ran his thumb along Steve's cheek, smiling softly at him. "I want to use the stoplight system."

"What's that?"

"I'm going to occasionally ask you for a color, and you're either going to say green, yellow, or red. Green means keep going, yellow means slow down or change things up, and red means stop. Red always means stop," Eddie explained, reading Steve's expression as it changed. He seemed to understand the system, and nodded.

"Seems simple enough," Steve responded, distracted by how good Eddie looked towering over him. He wanted Eddie so bad that it was painful.

"I just want to be cautious because we're drunk, and I want to make sure I have your consent," Eddie spoke softly. "Now, if for any reason, you can't verbally respond to me, tap me on my arm, shoulder, wherever you can reach. Three taps for green, two taps for yellow, and one tap for red. It's really important that when I say 'color?' you respond to me in some way, okay?"

Steve had just been staring up at the long haired metalhead. He was listening, heard every word that Eddie said, but was in complete and utter awe of the boy above him. Needless to say, he was distracted and unbearably aroused. "Okay, Eds."

Eddie used one hand to lightly but firmly grasp Steve's jaw, leaning close to his ear. "That's my good boy.

This got an involuntary whine out of Steve. "Please, please touch me."

"I'm getting there, sweet boy," Eddie let one of his hands roam free on Steve's body, before pulling off his own clothes the best he could. The space they were in was cramped, but they both didn't seem to care that much. Eddie adjusted himself the best he could, and almost let out a moan just from the sight of Steve.

So submissive.

"I'm going to use my fingers, first, okay? Just because it's been a while and I don't want to hurt you," Eddie whispered, and Steve nodded, practically shaking with anticipation.

Eddie's hands found where they needed to be, and he slowly slipped one finger in, getting a slight gasp out of Steve. After the gasp came a low groan. "Oh my god."

Eddie's eyes went dark as he watched the boy beneath him grow impatient very quickly. As Eddie added more of his fingers, he watched his boyfriend practically beg for more underneath him.

He could get used to the sight of this.

"Alright sweetheart, are you okay?" Eddie asked, watching as Steve nodded. He could tell that Steve was slipping into a different headspace, he could see it in his expression.

Eddie slowly and carefully pulled his fingers out, getting a groan from Steve, before adjusting himself once more. He kept his eyes on the beautiful boy beneath him as he carefully slipped himself in. This another gasp came from Steve, and his eyes shut tightly.

"Color?"

"Green. Fuck, green. Please."

That encouragement was all Eddie needed. He started off slow, to let Steve adjust, but quickly picked up the pace. He leaned down and pressed wet kisses all over Steve's chest. Steve's hands went to Eddie's hair, which only made Eddie speed up even more.