Steddie Smut

Power Moves

Atone for your sins later, mommy kink smut now

Mommy kink; female Eddie Munson; bottom Steve Harrington: sub/switch Steve;dom/switch Eddie; Vaginal sex; orgasm denial; riding; face slapping (once); spanking; paddling; safe, sane, consensual; strap-ons; pegging; begging; bathroom shenanigans; dirty talk

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"Hey." Eddie slid in front of Steve, tugging lightly at the bottom of his hair and smiling softly at him.

"Hi," he smiled back at her, stepping forward until he was in her space.

"You feeling okay?" She asked, sliding her hand from the back of his hair and along the side of his neck.

"Yeah." He tilted his head and shivered a little under her touch and she tilted her head curiously at him. "Just feeling a little spacey," he said with what she assumed was supposed to be a casual shrug.

"Yeah?" She questioned, nudging his chin up with her knuckle. Steve leaned into her until his lips brushed her ear.

"I have a secret," he whispered.

"Really?" Eddie's lips curled in a smirk.

"Mhm," Steve nodded, making his hair brush the side of her face.

"Can you tell me what that secret is?" She asked. Steve seemed to hesitate for a moment, his breath becoming a little shaky by her ear.

"I'm wearing a plug," he whispered. Eddie's eyes flicked up, her tongue sweeping along her lips as Steve pulled back with an innocent smile that was foiled by the flush in his cheeks.

"You naughty boy," Eddie shook her head, hooking her finger into one of the loops on Steve's dress pants. "When did you put a plug in, huh?" He was melting under the weight of her stare.

"While you were in the shower," he admitted, his eyes already a little unfocused. Eddie glanced around them at all of the important record executives and big-time producers and writers that she was supposed to be schmoozing and networking with. Then she looked back at Steve, his big brown eyes watery as they stared into hers. It's not even a competition. She can network at the next party.

She grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him casually through the party so she didn't catch anyone's attention. She walked up the stairs with him and pulled him into the first bathroom she found.

"I outta punish you for touching yourself without permission, but a spanking would be too loud," she said, leaning casually against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest. Steve's head tilted up with a little grin and she chuckled. "Oh, don't worry, honey, the second we get home I'll be spanking your ass red, and I might not even let you cum." His grin instantly fell, his head tilting down. "For now though, pull your pants down."

Eddie pulled her dress up over her thighs and her ass, sliding her panties down. She slid up onto the counter, hissing a bit at the cold touch. Steve stared at her with lustful, hooded eyes as he fumbled to get his slacks and briefs down to his thighs.

"Come here, baby," she purred, dragging him between her thighs with a finger hooked under the seam of his button-down. Steve gasped as he shuffled forward, his cock already leaking profusely. "You are so fucking desperate for it, aren't you?" She scratched lightly from his ass to his thighs, making him shiver. His head rolled to the side and his lips parted on panting breaths as he stared down between her legs. His cock was laying against the inside of her thigh, close enough to her pussy that he couldn't concentrate.