Steddie One Shots

Forbidden Love Part Seven

It had been three months since Steve and Eddie had first started spending time together. Their sexual tension was thick but so was the affection they had for each other. Even though it had only been three months, Steve had tumbled, head over heels. Eddie was everything he could've ever wanted. Sweet, kind, compassionate, affectionate, loving.

They'd really opened up to each other, they knew each other like the back of their hands now. They hadn't kissed or had sex yet, but Steve was there now. All he could think about was taking what they had to the next level. Physical. And hopefully, more than just sex. He wanted a relationship. And he was starting to get antsy about coming out. He at least wanted to come out to his friends. Start there.

It was a Saturday night and Eddie was over. Another date, though this one was in the comfort of Steve's kitchen, attempting to do some baking together. Which had really just ended up with a half made pie that wasn't ready to be put in the oven yet and them playing around. They were laughing now, Eddie's beautiful eyes dancing with amusement, happiness. There was a small streak of flour on Eddie's cheek and Steve loved it. In this moment, the world fell away, and all he saw was Eddie.

"You have something on your cheek."

They were both smiling, warm and affectionate, and Steve licked his thumb, reaching out and gently wiping off the flour. Eddie's eyes tracked his every movement, growing darker and the tension in the air thickened. Steve's chest tightened, his belly erupting in butterflies. Eddie reached out, hooking a finger through one of Steve's belt loops, tugging him close. His free hand tangled in Steve's hair.

And then they were kissing. Finally. It was slow and sweet, just a taste. Steve completely melted into the kiss, his hands finding Eddie's waist and desperately tugging him even closer. Both of them were rock hard now and a groan escaped from Eddie's throat. The kiss deepened, Eddie's tongue darting out to drag across Steve's bottom lip.

Steve gave in, granting access and Eddie swept his tongue in, exploring and tasting every inch of Steve's mouth. Eddie pushed their bodies until Steve's back was pressed against the counter, pulling away from the kiss and teeth nipping at Steve's bottom lip. Steve let out a soft whimper and then Eddie was kissing down his jaw and throat, finding one of Steve's moles and sucking, licking, nipping.

Steve's own groan escaped, Eddie's name coming out in a breathless whisper. And Eddie was smiling against his skin, pulling back to look at Steve. Eddie slid down to his knees, kneeling in front of Steve and looked up at him through his beautiful long lashes. And that one look, with Eddie on his knees in front of him, tongue darting out to lick his lips, had Steve weak in the knees, another whimper escaping.

"Can I?"

Steve knew what Eddie was asking for and he was desperate to have Eddie's mouth on him, desperate for release. He nodded.

"Yes. Please."

Eddie's lips curved into a smirk. He liked the idea of Steve begging but he would save that for another time. For now he just wanted to make Steve feel good. They would explore later. He undid Steve's jeans, sliding them down along with his boxers until his erection sprang free, the tip already flushed pink and leaking precum.

Eddie groaned at the sight before licking it up just to taste him. Steve's hips jerked, his flesh already sensitive and chasing that sensation, his hands gripping the counter so tight his knuckles turned white. And then Eddie's mouth was on him, hot and wet, soft lips wrapped around his length, dragging his tongue along the vein and sucking. His hand was wrapped around the base, the metal of his rings cool against Steve's heated skin.

Steve's hand flew into Eddie's hair, gripping tightly as he let his head fall back, his eyes fluttering shut and a moan escaping. Eddie set to work, and his mouth was magic. Thumb stroking the underside of Steve's length, tongue swirling around the head of his cock, lips dragging up and down the flesh as he worked his mouth, hand gently squeezing and twisting at the base.

And Steve was a moaning, whimpering, writhing mess. Eddie's name fell from his lips like a prayer, hand gently tugging on Eddie's curls, which pulled a groan from Eddie. And the vibration went straight to Steve's dick, heat coiling in his lower belly. He could feel his orgasm coming, knew that if Eddie kept this up he wasn't gonna last much longer. Eddie's mouth and hand was just too damn good.

"Fuck. Eddie I'm gonna...."

He tried to warn Eddie, but his voice broke off into a moan when Eddie deepthroated him, his tip hitting the back of Eddie's throat. His hips jerked again, his orgasm tearing through him, hot cum spilling into Eddie's mouth. His world became fuzzy and all he could feel was sheer bliss. Eddie swallowed every last drop, dragging his tongue across Steve's flesh again until Steve was whimpering because of the over sensitivity. Finally Eddie pulled his mouth away and Steve lifted his head to look down at Eddie.

"Fuck, that was incredible."

His chest was heaving and Eddie was smirking as he hiked Steve's boxers and jeans back up and fixed them.

"You're so fucking beautiful when you cum for me."

Eddie's voice was deeper now, huskier, thick with lust. And Steve loved that sound. It was the sexiest sound he'd ever heard. Eddie stood up, pressing kisses along Steve's throat, where a hickey was already blooming, dark and purple. Steve groaned softly.

"I want to make you feel good too."

Eddie smiled softly.

"I'll be just fine baby."

Steve's knees almost buckled at the beautiful pet name.

"Please Eddie. I want to."

Steve could feel how hard Eddie was and he wanted to bring him pleasure, just like Eddie had done for him. He cupped Eddie's length, palming him through his jeans and Eddie groaned.

"Fuck baby, you're so hard to resist when you touch me like that."

"So don't resist."

Another groan escaped from Eddie and Steve undid his belt and jeans, sliding them down. Eddie's length was revealed and he was an impressive size. Eddie's cock was throbbing, aching, the cool air sensitive against his skin. And then Steve was touching him, his thumb dragging across the slit, gathering up the precum. He wanted to taste Eddie, just a little, and he licked it up from his thumb, groaning at the taste.

He started with gentle strokes, fingertips gliding across the flesh, sending shivers down Eddie's spine. Then he was gripping Eddie's length and pumping him, torturously slow until Eddie was groaning. Then he was sliding down to his knees, taking Eddie in his mouth to return the favor. He'd never sucked dick before, but he'd taken note of everything Eddie had done, and wanted to bring him the same amount of pleasure.

And he did, working his mouth and hand until Eddie was spilling down his throat, groans and whimpers filling the air. Steve pulled away when Eddie grew oversensitive, fixing his clothes and standing up. And Eddie was pulling him into a desperate and hungry kiss, tasting himself on Steve's tongue.

And Steve knew that wherever Eddie was, is where he wanted to be. They pulled back for air, before diving in again, these kisses were slower, sweeter, more affectionate, Eddie's fingers dragging through Steve's hair. Steve wanted to bask in this moment and so he did. Because Eddie was the first person he was kissing just for the simple fact that he wanted to. He was addicted to Eddie's lips, he was addicted to Eddie. And he knew there was no going back now. Eddie was the only thing he wanted.