Steddie Smut

Wake Up Call

Ftm trans Steve; use of the word cunt/pussy; overstimulation; multiple orgasms; spanking; choking; biting; cunnilingus; teasing; dirty talk; cockwarming

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"Eddie," Steve whispered, poking Eddie's cheek. The man didn't stir, not even the twitch of a muscle. Steve slid a bit closer, pressing his nose and lips against Eddie's shoulder, staring at his sleep-slack face.

"Eddie," Steve whispered again, nudging his nose against his arm. "Eddie. Eddie. Eddie."

"Hm? What, baby?" Eddie pushed up onto his elbow, rubbing a hand over his face. "What's wrong? You okay?" He asked, staring down at Steve in assessing concern.

"I can't sleep," Steve pouted up at him, sticking his bottom lip out.

"So you thought I shouldn't sleep either?" Eddie asked in a mumble as he laid back down, turning onto his side, facing Steve.

"No, I thought you should fuck me," he said, reaching out to play with Eddie's hair, sweeping it away from his face.

"Did you now?" Eddie asked, his eyes closed again.

"Uh huh." Steve wrapped his arm around Eddie's waist and slid closer until could feel the clothed outline of Eddie's soft cock against his thigh. "Pretty, pretty please?" He kissed Eddie's chin and then his cheek, pressing one to his nose just to see his eyebrows scrunch.

"You think you can just say please and I'll give you whatever you want?" Eddie's eyes opened again, only halfway but at least now he could see Steve's pretty little pout.

"No." Steve tilted his head down, his fingers curling under the band of Eddie's boxers. "I said pretty please," he said.

"Oh, pretty please," Eddie grinned. "Well that changes everything." Eddie put a hand on Steve's naked hip and slid back to grab a handful of his ass. He slid his thigh between Steve's legs and guided him into a filthy grind. "Pretty boy can't sleep so he decides to wake me up," Eddie tsked teasingly, his nails biting into Steve's ass. Steve whined, clutching harder at Eddie's waist as he rolled his hips, his cunt already soaked. "You want me to fuck you to sleep? Is that it? Hm?"

"Please," Steve nodded enthusiastically, pressing his face up into Eddie's neck, peppering kisses against his throat.

"Please, please, please," Eddie mocked as he slid his hand around, his fingers dipping between his lips to rub at his hole. "You're so needy, baby," Eddie cooed as his finger slid in without pause. Steve's hole fluttered around it, pulling Eddie's finger in as he whined impatiently. "You didn't get enough before bed? Hm?" He pressed a second finger against his hole and pushed them in.

"Just a little more," Steve whined, grinding his ass back against Eddie's fingers.

"Oh, just a little more?" Eddie repeated, pulling his finger away and grinning meanly at the pout on Steve's lips. He pushed and pulled until Steve rolled onto his other side. "Just a little more," he whispered teasingly as he pushed Steve's right leg up. He pressed the head of his cock against his entrance, sliding up to rub over his dick. He grinded lazily, bumping Steve's dick with the tip of his until he was squirming impatiently. Steve whined, his thighs twitching when the head breached his entrance, but then Eddie stopped. He pulled back, Steve's hole clenching around nothing. Then he pushed forward again, until only an inch of his cock was inside. His hips rocked minutely, fucking Steve with that one inch.