My collection of steddie smut 😌
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Female Steve/Female Eddie; cunnilingus; bathroom sex; spit kink; possessive Eddie
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"I want gummy bears," Stevie grinned, swinging their linked hands back and forth between them as they walked.
"Gummy bears, huh?" Eddie smiled fondly, a cigarette burning between her fingers as she watched Stevie with attentive eyes.
"Yeah," Stevie chirped. "Gummy bears and a blue raspberry slushie," she said decisively.
"I'll get cherry and we can make purple," Eddie said, letting go of Stevie's hand to wrap it around her waist. Stevie giggled, wrapping her arm around Eddie's waist as well, walking close. The 7/11 glowed in the dying daylight, the neon sign reflecting on their skin as they walker closer. Eddie flicked her cigarette onto the ground as soon as they reached the sidewalk. A bell jingled above them as they walked in, two people lingering in the aisles and one bored employee at the counter who's eyes flicked up to them when the bell chimed. His eyes found Stevie first, landing on her face then traveling down to her chest. The bored expression vanished in an instant, replaced with intrigue. Eddies teeth clenched in her mouth, her arm tightening around Stevie's waist as she glared at the employee. She steered Stevie to the left, putting her out of view of the guys intruding eyes. She nearly growled when he finally made eye contact with her but she settled on baring her teeth. His eyes widened and he looked hastily down at the comic book he was reading before he decided to eye up Eddie's girlfriend.
Oblivious to the interaction, Stevie made a beeline for the slurpee machine, grabbing a medium cup and heading for the blue raspberry. She put the lid on then filled it all the way to the top, putting her mouth over it to stop it from spilling over. Eddie grabbed another medium cup and did the same, filling it to the brim with cherry. She stabbed a straw into it as one of the customers came walking out of an aisle. His eyes found stevie leaning against the slurpee counter, happily taking a few sips from her drink. Again, a pair of eyes went straight down to her chest, fixed on the way her white tank top fit so snugly against her frame, her tits pressing against the fabric with little left to the imagination. Eddie pushed herself off the counter she was leaning against, snapping the guy out of his stare. His cheeks flamed red and he ducked his head into another aisle. Eddie growled under her breath, sliding up in front of Stevie and turning her around, wrapping her arms around her waist, something white hot settling in her gut. Stevie grinned over her shoulder as Eddie grabbing her waist, touching her smooth, tan skin where her tank top rode up. Eddie ran her hand over the sliver of skin that showed, making Stevie's skin prickle with goosebumps as Eddie's fingers danced against her belly.
