Do It For Him

3

Steve, Dustin, and Eddie made their way to the car. The paparazzi were around and Steve instantly felt sick, Eddie's name was called by them. Eddie only smiled and waved, Dustin was taking in the spotlight but Steve was stricken in fear. Eddie wrapped an arm around Steve a bit as they climbed into the back of the car, a driver taking over. Steve looked to Eddie.

"They have pictures of us."

"The whole world will be excited to find out who I am hooking up with." Eddie grinned. "Plus, if you're worried no one can hurt us. I know, especially with how people can be, our relationship won't necessarily be welcome by everyone but what matters is we are happy."

Happy.

Steve certainly wasn't happy but he forced a smile. Dustin squeezed Steve's hand. "I'm happy with you two being together, some people can be bad but Eddie said he would take care of us."

Eddie was beaming with pride, he didn't have to do anything and Dustin was helping him. Steve sucked in a breath, trying not to cry. "Thanks bud."

Eddie chuckled as they pulled up to Steve's house. "It is smaller than I expected." Eddie said as the driver opened the door. Steve lowered his head a bit, that had been something he was worried about. When he took Dustin on as his when Dustin's mother died, his budget became smaller.

Dustin ran inside as he usually did, Eddie grabbed Steve's hand tightly pulling him close as they made their way inside. "Let's get you packed."

Steve attempted to pull his hand away. "Eddie..."

"For the kid." Steve bit his lip before leading him inside. Eddie looked around, it wasn't too shabby but certainly not good enough for his new bitch and his kid. "Okay Dustin," Eddie began, "only pack what you really care about. The rest will stay here, I will pay someone to take care of the place. We are going to shop for better clothes tomorrow." Dustin raced off to get packed. "Where's your room?"

Steve gulped but led the way to the bedroom, Eddie smiled and shut the door behind them as soon as they stepped in. Steve's eyes began to dart around, he backed up twice before Eddie smiled deviously. "Sit on the bed, I have rules I want to go over with you."

Steve moved quickly as he watched Eddie pull a pocket knife from his back pocket. Steve brought his legs in as Eddie inched closer. "You will call me one of three things when in private or if I've told you the people are safe to say these things around. Master, sir, or daddy. Daddy primarily though."

Steve looked him up. Daddy?

"Don't' pout," Eddie muttered. "Speaking of things to not do. You will not make an attempt to run or tell people of your situation. Especially Dustin. You will not talk back, you will not tell me, my band, or staff no."

Steve made a face, he couldn't say no?

Eddie chuckled seeing the look on his face. "You will be nice and you will smile while we are in public or on camera. You will wear only what I say, you will eat what I tell you to eat, and if we are at a party or elsewhere and there are drugs or alcohol you will partake if I say so."

Steve scooted back a bit. "Eddi-."

He was slapped roughly. "Breaking rules have consequences." Eddie snarled, grabbing his chin roughly. "What are you to call me?"

"D-Daddy.." Steve whimpered out.

"That's right. Now, if you're going to try and argue then that's another punishment and I don't want to have to do it so quickly after I gave you rules."

Steve only nodded sadly. "I can give you both everything, or I can ruin you both. Greatly injure either of you. I don't want to hurt Dustin, but I will."