My collection of steddie smut 😌
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I am bottom Steve believer, that's all I write so there is no bottom Eddie in this series
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Semi-public sex; vibrators; edging; cunnilingus
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Edith Munson has a touch of ADHD. Can she sit completely still in class ever without fidgeting or listening to music? Absolutely not. Does she acquire new hobbies every other week? Yes. Does she sometimes talk so excessively that she'll start off by being asked if she has a pencil and suddenly she's talking about alien conspiracies? Sure. Does she push all her homework off until the night before it's due and stays glued to her chair for five hours knocking it all out? All the time.
However, when Eddie has something to focus on, she is the most perceptive and focused person in the world. Which is why she knew it wasn't the worlds worst idea to suggest that Steve go to school with a vibrator inside of her. One that curved to sit snugly inside of her, the other half reaching up to press against her clit. It wasn't completely silent, but the vibrations were faint. You could only hear them if it was quiet. That's the reason Eddie wasn't tapping her foot or fidgeting with her keys like she normally does. She was too focused on finding the moments with enough noise.
When the hallway got crowded as Stevie was going through her locker looking for her chem homework, Eddie grabbed the remote sitting in the pocket of her skirt and turned it onto the lowest setting. It wasn't enough to get Stevie's knees to buckle, but she did stop looking for her homework, a quiet gasp tumbling past her lips as she gripped the door to her locker. Eddie smirked, leaning her shoulder against the locker beside Stevie's.
"What's the matter, baby girl?" She teased, pulling her hand out of her pocket to lay it on Stevie's lower back.
"Eddie," Stevie whined softly, ducking her head slightly into her locker.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Eddie grinned, rubbing her thumb against Stevie's back.
"Don't make me cum, please. Don't make me cum," she whispered.
"Oh, I won't. I'll save that for later, sweet girl. But now?" Eddie pulled her hand back, sticking it into her pocket to turn the vibrations up. Stevie gripped the locker harder, her eyes squeezing shut. "Now I think I'll have my fun."
"You're the worst," Stevie whined. "I hate you."
"No, baby, you love me," Eddie grinned, leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek.
"Hey Stevie!" Robins voice boomed around the hall. Stevie gasped, her eyes widening as she came running up to them. "Dude, did you hear about Chrissy and Vickie?" She asked, grabbing Stevie's shoulders.
