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boot shine 💦

I've been sitting on this tiny transmasc sub Eddie wip for far too long and will never really finish it past this point, so here you all go, I hope you enjoy <3

Edit: THERE'S ART INSPIRED BY THIS NOW?? AAAA!! It's by @ent-is-indecisive, it's fantastic and I'm so honoured. Rated: E || WC: 917 || CW: boot kink, bondage, sir as honourific, dom!steve, sub!eddie mdni banner by cafekitsune

"You're so gorgeous down there on your knees for me, baby," Steve breathed, an admiring smirk parting his lips in a way that made Eddie shiver.

The jingle of steel on steel was loud in his ears as Steve gently pulled on the leash hooked into a sturdy D-ring, shifting the wide leather collar secured around Eddie's long throat. The soft rasp of the leather on his skin, the tug of it, had his eyes fluttering shut.

"Ah-ah." Steve jerked the leash. "Eyes on me, Eddie."

He obeyed instantly, gazing up at Steve even though his vision was going hazy with desire and that floaty feeling he sank into when they had a scene like this, that thrum of heat and trust and need building through his whole body. The need to obey, to please, to be–

"You wanna be good for me?" Steve asked, his thick fingers weaving their way into Eddie's curls, and he whimpered in response, nodding and pressing up into the soft touch.

"Yes. Yes, please Stevie, wanna be good for you, please lemmie be good," he begged, so fervently he nearly lost balance on his knees. With his hands bound behind his back by cuffs that matched his collar, Eddie had to brace himself with his head on Steve's bare, hairy thigh, unable to reign in the desire to press messy, open mouthed kisses to his mole-graced skin, keeping his eyes locked on Steve's.

Steve let out a deep, pleased hum and spread his legs open further, giving Eddie a peek at the birthmark at the inner apex of Steve’s right thigh. Eddie’s eyes followed the long planes of Steve's naked, flushed chest, wishing he could worship every mole and freckle with his lips like kissing the stars in the sky. He stopped at the pink and glistening head of Steve’s cock standing proud amongst his pubic hair. Eddie’s cunt throbbed at the sight. Taking his hand from Eddie's hair, Steve began lazily stroking himself, spreading precome down his shaft.

Then, Steve shifted the leg Eddie was leaning on, forcing it between his knees instead. The coolness of the smooth black leather boot against the heat of his crotch made Eddie flinch.

"Then be good for me."

Steve yanked on the collar. 

Unbalanced, Eddie fell into Steve’s shin, but quickly shuffled forward so his bare cunt rested on Steve’s boot. The rough texture of the laces against his dick made him pant where he was curled over Steve’s bent knee and his legs trembled with the effort of keeping himself from humping it. Not without permission.

“Please, Steve? I wanna–” Eddie cut himself off with a shocked groan when Steve wiggled his foot, the toe now wedged between his slick folds.

“Sorry,” Steve said, sounding only partially genuine and mostly smug. “Ask me again, Eddie, you sounded so good.”

“P-please may I use your boot, Steve?” he asked breathlessly, pleading with his eyes, watching as Steve tilted his head in consideration. Eddie’s stomach tensed with the effort it took to keep his hips from twitching even slightly. “Please, sir,” he whispered.

“Alright, since you asked so pretty. Go ahead.”

Eddie whined, loud and needy and relieved, finally giving in to the animalistic desire to grind into the boot, splaying his knees wider to get lower, to feel more.

The drag of his dick along the laces was too much and fucking delicious, already wound up from Steve teasing him all day. Little words or touches or just a goddamn look all designed to turn Eddie on, because they’d planned this scene a week ago and today was the day and it was all either man could think about.

Soft leather glided through his wet cunt easily, blunt and wide, growing slicker and teasing his hole at each pass and Eddie thought drunkenly that if Steve’s cock were this wide he’d still take it all, to the hilt, fuck bodily limitations. He’d take anything Steve wanted, deigned to give him.

“So fucking hot, Eddie, fucking yourself with my boot,” Steve groaned. Through the pleasant, floaty haze settling into Eddie’s mind he heard each stroke of Steve’s hand on his cock getting wetter. “How does it feel, baby? Tell me.”

“Perfect,” Eddie gasped.

“Yeah? You needed this, didn’t you?”

“Fuck, yes, needed it so bad, sir. I, I love—fuck!”

Steve angled his foot up, the sudden press of the boot’s toe a ruthless pressure on Eddie’s dick on next grind down and Eddie’s jaw snapped shut in a hiss at the pain that sent sparks flying to feed the fire of his pleasure. Back arching, he let out a stuttering moan, his shoulders aching at the stretch brought on by the cuffs. Eddie panted, hips rocking faster, digging his toes into the carpet to gain more traction and more delicious pressure. But Steve tugged on the leash again.

“Focus, Eddie. What do you love?”

Eddie grit his teeth and forced himself to look at Steve, a monumental feat when all he wanted was to shut his eyes and feel, revel in harsh, hedonistic, filthy delight.

“Love being on my knees for you, s-sir. God, I’m–I’m meant for it. Wanna make a mess, come all–uh–all over the leather.”

He was so glad he’d looked at Steve, because he saw his jaw go slack around a shaky exhale, watched his fist stop pumping to grip his cock around the base, firm like just Eddie’s words were enough to make Steve come.

Swallowing, Steve said, “Then come.”

#eheheheheh #hot

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Sub Eddie Week day 2: Cockwarming [Explicit] @subeddieweek

Steve looks forward to this part of the night. When Eddie is soft and pliant, eyes drooping shut in content sleepiness. A baseball game plays on the TV — Cubs at Pittsburgh — and it’s going into extra innings. Tied 8-8.

Which means extra time with Eddie’s lips around his cock, his hot, wet mouth keeping him warm while Steve watches his game.

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Eddie looks forward to this too. He hates watching baseball, hates the slow way everything moves, hates trying to learn all the rules. He finds it impossible to sit still and just watch when it comes to baseball.

He wants to spend time with Steve, though, and Steve wants to watch his baseball games. Eddie owes him that after all the band practices, gigs and Hellfire meetings Steve has sat through.

It helps when he has a cock in his mouth, he’ll admit that. It’s the only way Steve can get Eddie to shut up and sit still while the game is on, and Eddie doesn’t mind it one bit.

“Almost done, baby,” Steve says. “Top of the tenth inning.”

Eddie still doesn’t know if that means the first or the second half, but the little tug in his hair means it’s time for a break. He comes up for air, spit sliding down his chin, Steve’s cockhead glistening with it. He swallows a few times, uses his wrist to wipe at his mouth.

“Doing okay?” Steve asks.

Eddie nods and rests his cheek on Steve’s thigh, glancing up at his boyfriend as he takes another sip of his beer. Eddie got him that one between the sixth and seventh inning, he thinks. Seventh inning stretch, Steve had said, tugging Eddie up and telling him to go to the kitchen for a beer and a water, which he’s offering to Eddie now.

“Have some water, sweet boy,” Steve whispers, cupping Eddie’s cheek with his free hand, the bottle of water tipping toward his lips.

So Eddie does. He takes slow, measured sips, just enough to get him through the rest of the game, just enough to satisfy Steve’s need to take care of him.

His knees are starting to ache, even with the pillow down on the floor beneath them, but he likes it. He likes the dull throb and the bit of stiffness that comes with it, when he gets up after and gets to crawl into Steve’s lap.

He loves it, loves pulling put down on his knees, told to be good.

Steve’s cock gets fed back into his mouth when he’s done drinking his water. He sighs under the weight of it on his tongue, the stretch of his lips around it.

His own dick is hard and leaking between his legs, but he doesn’t pay it any attention. It’s all secondary to the way the rest of it makes him feel. Like he’s just floating somewhere and his only tether to earth is Steve’s fingers curled in his hair and his knees aching on the pillow beneath him.

And, honestly, before Steve, he never thought he’d be okay with this. Never thought he’d be okay with being told to get on his knees and be a good boy for the hours a baseball game plays on the TV. Never thought he’d be okay in this vulnerable position — naked with just a plug nestled in his ass and a cock in his mouth.

He’s more than okay with it all.

Time slips away when he’s like this, the voice of the announcer is like white noise in his ears, and all he has to do is sit and keep Steve warm in his mouth. It’s the easiest part of his week. His favorite part of his week. They don’t do this every time a game’s on, but they do it once in a while, and Eddie knows the season is ending soon. He doesn’t know what comes next, or if he’s going to still get this because he doesn’t know if Steve even watches other sports.

He whines around Steve’s cock, eyes slipping shut. He’s jostled, Steve’s cock falling out of his mouth as Steve jumps up in a cheer. Cubs must have scored, Eddie thinks. He just rests his head against Steve’s knee until he sits back down on the couch and guides his dick back into Eddie’s mouth.

“Sorry, baby,” Steve murmurs, bending down and folding himself in half to press a kiss to Eddie’s head.

Eddie doesn’t care. He loves this.

Cubs win in the end, and as soon as the game is called, Steve pulls Eddie off his cock and guides him up into his lap. He toys with the plug in Eddie’s ass, pressing against the base of it to make Eddie whine, to make his dick leak all over Steve’s shirt.

Lube gets fished out of the couch cushion and the plug gets pulled out, leaving Eddie empty and squirming in Steve’s lap. He looks forward to this part, too. To Steve taking care of him and making him feel good after.

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Steve loves seeing Eddie like this. His eyes are so big, so wet and glossy, his hair’s a mess, and he’s shaking. Shaking as he sinks down on Steve’s cock, the strain in his aching legs making it so hard for him. But it’s okay because Eddie doesn’t have to do any work, he just has to rest his body against Steve’s, and take it.

He just has to sit there and moan all pretty while Steve rolls up into him, finally giving Eddie what he’s wanted all night, what he deserves for being so good and sitting so sweetly through the whole game.

#oh yeah saving this

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I am literally begging you to have limits. You can be depraved and kinky and all that, but please let yourself have limits, for your own wellbeing and health. There is not a single person alive that is okay with everything that could possibly be thrown at them. I say this especially for younger people, like freshly 18 year olds. Yes, you're an adult, you are allowed to engage in kink, but that doesn't mean that you won't be taken advantage of because of your inexperience. There are predatory people out here who jump on young people who don't know any better and don't know how to stand up for their boundaries. Please take care of yourself

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quick are you mythologizing sex again? are you making it seem like a special category of human behavior rather than just a thing people do? are you forgetting that it can be silly or fun or simply pedestrian? are you forgetting that it requires conversation and negotiation just like every other human activity that involves other people?

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The masculine urge to have my legs held over my shoulders while someone drills into my cunt with no mercy

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parents be like "my daughter turned out completely fine!!" your son whines like a dog when he jerks off

#🫥 #i i mean uh. shit

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I want someone to rub my t cock while being totally calm and collected where as I’m a wet, loud, trembling mess ready to cum at any moment. Be totally calm and talk me through my orgasm. I wanna be totally submissive to you. “How’s my baby boy’s cunt doing?” You’d ask me before taking your fingers out and slapping it to tease me.

“I-I-t-t’s so fucking good sir”

You’d then quickly shove your fingers back in and start moving them like your life depended on it.

“You love having your cunt played with? Don’t you? I would just nod my head, not being able to say anything cause im too fucked out to even form a sentence. “That’s a good boy, let it all out for me, that’s right, you’re going such a good job,”

#oh id love to do this

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i doodled little puppygirl chub too lol

#hell yeah

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whoops! all dogbrained

he/it

#oh hell yeah

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girlcock on tdick frotting reblog if you agree

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He is on the phone with one of his girl crushes bestiessss ♡ॢ₍⸍⸌̣ʷ̣̫⸍̣⸌₎

#bestie behavior

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boypussy really is the best, huh?

i mean, come now! holding a guy down, spreading open his cunt and listening to his whines and whimpers, tying his hands back. you push it open and then push your cock in. you shut his brain off and then, you can breed him!

super easy

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Normalize subs taking longer to cum. Not everyone is super sensitive and untouched. Some subs are on medication, are stressed, masterbait frequently, or just naturally have a higher stamina. Not every sub you meet is gonna cum within the first 10 minutes and there’s no reason to assume they will. It doesn’t reflect on the sub as a person or on your skills as a dom/top. That’s just how the body works sometimes

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this blog stands with palestine and if you don’t you can get the fuck out. what israel is doing is genocide and i will not tolerate anyone who supports it.

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the idea of someone dressing me up in an outfit they’ve been dying to fuck me in sounds super hot and romantic tbh

(op is a man. do not reblog to men dni blogs)

#trueee