Steddie Smut

A Nice Wholesome Breakfast

Dom/sub; dirty talk; spanking

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Steve was flipping a pancake when he felt arms at his waist. He startled, not having heard anyone approaching him. The familiar smell of cigarettes and sugar climb up into his senses and he tilts his head with a hum. Eddie nosed at the side of his throat, his hands creeping up under Steve's shirt.

"Woke up and you weren't there," Eddie said with a displeased grumble against Steve's neck.

"Wanted pancakes," Steve mumbled, his voice still soft with sleep. Eddie hummed in response, his mouth opening against Steve's shoulder. He kissed him gently at first, lips pressing soft, wet kisses against his shoulder, across the back of his neck to his other shoulder. His hands smoothed up from Steve's hips over the soft planes of his belly. Then his teeth sunk in and his mouth closed and he sucked until he was sure it would bruise. Steve hissed, trying to arch away but not getting far with Eddie's hands covering his stomach and chest. Eddie pressed a gentle kiss to the bite mark and moved his mouth up to the soft patch of skin above Steve's collarbone. His fingers found his nipples under his shirt and he pinched them as he started sucking another bruise into his neck. Steve gasped, wiggling in Eddie's hold as heat spread like wildfire into his gut. Eddie held him tight, pressing his hips up against Steve's ass as he tweaked his nipples.

"Eddie," Steve whined, his grip on his spatula so tight that his fingers hurt. When he was satisfied with the mark he left, one that would just barely peek out from the collar of his shirt, he opened his hands around Steve's chest and massaged his pecs. Steve sighed, slumping back against Eddie's chest.

"Watch your pancake, sweetheart. Wouldn't want it to burn," Eddie whispered, his teeth grazing over his earlobe as his hands trailed back down. Steve slipped the spatula under the pancake and scooped it out of the pan, setting it on his plate as Eddie's fingers slipped under the band of his boxers. Steve turned the stove off despite the full bowl of batter still on the counter. Eddie's hand cupped one of his ass cheeks, giving it an appreciative squeeze before his fingers dipped between, nudging at his hole.

"Look at that, princess," there was a teasing smile in Eddie's voice, one hand splaying out on Steve's stomach as the other coaxed two fingers into him. "You're still all loose and wet." Steve's stomach swirled as Eddie pulled him away from the hot side of the stove, shoving him down onto the counter with a hand at the middle of his back. Steve panted against the cold countertop, goosebumps covering his skin as Eddie shoved both of their boxers down.

"I should just keep you here forever, princess," Eddie said, the blunt head of his cock rubbing teasingly at his entrance. Steve whined, his fingers trying to find purchase on the smooth counter. "Keep you wet and loose so I can sink my cock into you whenever I feel like it. Keep you like a little toy, use you whenever I want. Fuck my cum into you then plug you up so you're never empty. You'd like that wouldn't you, baby?" Eddie gripped at his hip, his hold tight enough to bruise as he pushed the head of his cock in. Steve whined, his cheeks hot with embarrassment despite the pleasure coiling in his gut. His cock was hard and dripping profusely, the front of his boxers soaked with it. He tried to roll his hips back, coax more of Eddie's cock into him.

A gasp was torn from his lips as pain bloomed from the center of his ass cheek. It took him a second to get his head clear, and by the time he did Eddie was already spanking him again. His hand came down hard, sending shockwaves of pain throughout Steve's body.