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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When is an orgy not an orgy?; technically public sex; thigh riding; titty sucking;
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Music filled Robin's room that was slowly filling with the smell of weed and cigarettes. Nancy was laying at the head of the bed, her head half hanging off. Robin was sitting in her desk chair, spinning in slow circle. Jonathan, argyle and Gareth were laid out on the floor, the top of Gareth's head pressed against Stevie's knee where she was sitting by the side of Robin's bed, resting between Eddie's knees. Argyle had a blunt between his fingers, holding it to Jonathan's mouth while he took a slow drag.
"Robs, where's your mom at?" Nancy asked.
"Some meditative camp in the middle of the woods with that club she joined," Robin shrugged.
"Robin, I'm pretty sure your moms in a cult," Stevie said, taking the joint from Argyles fingers when he offered it to her. She took a long drag then offered it up to Eddie. Eddie grasped her wrist and took a drag. She passed it down to Gareth next.
"Yeah, probably," Robin shrugged again. "I'm not complaining. That means an empty house to get high and drunk with my besties," she grinned.
"Facts," Gareth said, passing the blunt up to her. Eddie pulled her flask up and uncapped it. Stevie tilted her head back and watched her take a long swig. Their eyes connected as she swallowed, Stevie's lips curling up into a sweet little smile. Eddie set her hand on Stevie's throat, pulling her head back further as she hovered the flask above her mouth. Stevie gripped her knee and held Eddie's wrist as the tequila was poured into her mouth. She pulled her head up to swallow, her face pinching. Eddies hand lingered on her throat, her thumb stroking over the drop of tequila at the corner of her lips, pushing it into her mouth and swiping it over her tongue.
"Can you two not be pornographic in my bedroom?" Robin said. Stevie snapped out of their little moment, her cheeks blazing.
"Yeah, Stevie, you nearly flashed your tits at me when you leaned back," Gareth said, grimacing.
"You would be so lucky," Eddie said, sliding her hands down to cup Stevie's tits.
"Trust me, I wouldn't be," Gareth said.
"We get it, your gay," Eddie rolled his eyes.
"Everyone in this room is gay," he said indignantly.
"I'm bi," Stevie and Nancy said at the same time as Argyle said "I'm pan."
