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apomaro-mellow · 11 months

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5 times eddie singled out steve during a concert and the one time steve did it back

Corroded Coffin fans were no strangers to the deep love shared between frontman Eddie and his boyfriend Steve. To the point where magazines barely cared to feature any candid pics of them unless Eddie was flipping off the camera. "Two Very in Love People Share a Kiss at Cafe Date" didn't really sell much when it was the 50th story like that.

So when Eddie slowed things down in the middle of the concert, getting that very familiar 'heart eyes' look.

"I know my baby's in the audience. Even though he has a very comfortable room backstage. Show me where you are beautiful." Eddie's voice was slightly rough from the first half of songs.

His eyes scanned the audience until he heard a bunch of screaming from his right. The crowd was vibrating and he knew someone had spotted Steve.

"There you are." Eddie bit his lip, grin threatening to split his face. "This next one's for you."

The crowd was a mix of screams and awws as the beginning melody of It's Always Been You was heard.

2. Another day, another venue. This time, the afternoon crowd at a music festival. It was one of Eddie's favorite kind of scenes. People of all types, letting the music take them in broad daylight. A good mix of diehard fans, casuals, and people who had never heard them play before.

Eddie knew for a fact that Steve was sitting in a little foldable chair, with some drink from one of the booths. He always looked so unassuming with his soft hair and even softer clothes. But Eddie could never let him forget his inner badass. Nor did he let anyone else forget.

"Lil pop quiz for my fans", Eddie started. "One of our fan favorites The Knight's Arrival is inspired by someone very special in my life. Can we get a chant going for the man who has always been my knight in shining armor?"

A very enthusiastic chant for Steve started and Eddie thought his heart might burst. It was like a triumphant reprisal of those times the school would cheer on the ex-king on game night.

3. Sometimes the band put an age restriction on a concert. Now Eddie was of the mind that children didn't need to be coddled or have things censored for them. But also, he didn't need to lay it all out when there was a kid in the audience.

It was these kinds of shows that Eddie let it all hang out. More than one song was inspired by his nights with Steve. His angel's voice even featured on one track, letting out husky moans as Eddie brought him to the brink in the recording booth.

And tonight Eddie was hot. Hot enough to have already taken his shirt off and throw it to the audience. Hot enough that when he went backstage and saw Steve, he was only thinking of one thing. Eddie kissed him deep, tongue licking at the roof of his mouth before a word could leave his lips.

Crash was keeping the audience going with a drum performance. One that started with a simple beat that slowly intensified.

"I want them to hear you", Eddie said against Steve's mouth.

Steve's hair was already tangled in his hair. "You wanna dangle me in front of them?", he smirked.

"Show them you're mine", Eddie started nibbling at his jaw. "Show 'em how good I love you down."

Eddie got the headset mic rigged onto Steve. His sweet boy was already hard, just as turned on from seeing Eddie in his element as he ever was. Eddie slid down to his knees and unzipped his boyfriend's pants.

It started quiet. Not even audible as Crash really got going on the drums and got close to the climax. The room erupted as he reached the end. And it was in the calming of their cheers that they finally began to hear it.

"Eddie, mmmfuck."

They stirred in unison. Steve's voice rang loud and clear as he received a pleasure the rest of them could only speculate on.

"Fuck, sso good. Don't stop. Don't stop-ahh."

For a moment all they heard was Steve's quickening breaths before he called out Eddie's name, dragging it out like he was falling down a well.

Eddie came out moments later, licking something off his lips to cacophonous cheers. The bassline to Take a Bite began. He wished he could've told his high school self that one day he'd get a standing ovation for blowing a guy.

4. "Before we get started tonight I gotta make an announcement!", Eddie came out, already on 100. "First, where's my angel baby. Help me find him."

As usual, a particular part of the audience went wild and moved in a way that could only mean Steve was there.

"Can I get a parting of the Red Sea?", Eddie asked, moving his hands apart and getting that part of the mob to split like Moses. Steve stood there in the middle.

"Get used to that gorgeous. My fellow rockers, scholars, and mischief makers - I am officially a kept man." He flashed the ring on his finger to a din of screams. "Wedding's next fall and we're registered at every corner liquor store! 5-6-7-8!"

5. Eddie felt like he was home. In the middle of a set, shredding in a way that made him feel alive. The current song made it even better. One of the best collaborative efforts of the band. All of their fingerprints were on this track.

The crowd was just as amped up, giving back everything they got. There truly was no place he'd rather be.

Then he caught sight of his Steve, standing just off stage in the wings. And he was overcome. None of this would be possible without him. And even if Eddie and his boys somehow made it to stardom, it all meant nothing without his sweetheart.

Eddie casually walked over, fingers still moving as he got closer to Steve. He only took his hands off his guitar to grab his fiance and dip him as they kissed. Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie's neck. This wasn't his first time being kissed on stage.

And just as other times, the crowd went wild, while Jeff, Gareth, and Crash rolled their eyes through the playing.

6. Steve watched, absolutely lovestruck as Eddie sat on the couch, eating cereal. Dustin's baby, little Deana was propped up on cushions next to him, clearly satisfied as she sat there content. They were uncles babysitting for the weekend.

Steve walked over and grabbed the remote from off the coffee table, holding it like a mic. "All the babes out there, are you ready to rock?", he pointed to Deana.

Her new eyes got large at the movement and sound and her little fists waved in the air.

"But before I go on, I gotta give special love to someone tonight", Steve turned his gaze to Eddie. "To the greatest thing since sliced bread, I could watch you eat Coco Puffs all day."

"You're such a cornball", Eddie beamed, cheeks turning pink. "Can't believe you're doin it in front of a baby."

"Oh, don't tell me the god of rock is getting bashful? So when I wanna shout you out in front of our niece, it's cheesy. But when you call me out in front of thousands-"

"Shut up and kiss me." Eddie put the half finished bowl on the floor and grabbed Steve by the wrist, pulling him right into his lap.

Steve let out a little breath between kisses. "Dustin's gonna have a fit if he finds out we made out in front of his baby."

"What he don't know won't hurt him."

#apo writes #stranger things #fanfiction #steddie #can u believe this was inspired by going to a kpop concert?#brains are crazy #but yeah this was born from thinkin of eddie giving a bj backstage #while performing #and everyone hearing steve's moans

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itsmealaiah · 2 months

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tags/ warnings: hotel sex, unprotected sex (reader and johnnie are both 18+), p in v, head (f rec), fingering, author rushing, not proofread, sort of slow burn if you squint, and slight palming

Disclaimer: I do not own any of dove cameron's songs, this is just for a fic ❤️

pairing: johnnie x fem

request: singer!fem reader x johnnie guilbert sooo, my idea is that reader has a concert and johnnie goes and watches her and she does something while performing that turns Johnnie on and after the concert he meets her in her dressing room and it leads to smut??

The lights dimmed, signaling the start of the concert. Thousands of screams filled the air as the opening act took the stage, their energy infectious. But it was the headliner that everyone was here for: you. As the curtains parted, revealing your figure clad in a sparkling black outfit, the crowd erupted into a deafening roar. You took a deep breath, feeling the adoration and excitement pulsing through your veins.

You launched into your hit song, "Boyfriend", your powerful voice filling the arena. Your body moved with the music, every step, every note, every gesture practiced and perfected. But as you sang the chorus, you glanced over at the crowd, and your eyes locked onto someone in particular: A man, about in his twenties with dark hair and even darker makeup. He was standing near the front, his face lit up with a smile as he swayed along to the music. The feeling of his gaze on you sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but return his smile as you continued the song.

"I could be a better boyfriend then him, I could do the shit that he never did" You smiled wickedly to the crowd, walking back and forth sassily.

Your voice echoed through the arena, and the man with dark hair, couldn't help but feel his heart race as he watched you. He knew every word to your song, and he sang along with you, his voice just a little bit louder than everyone else's. The way you moved on stage, the way you swayed your hips and tossed your hair… it was like you were singing just for him.

"Think I might wanna steal you from him" you smirked, putting one hand on your hip.

The man with dark hair blushed at your words, feeling a thrill run through him. He had never thought that you would sing a song like this, directed at him. As you continued singing, he found himself unable to take his eyes off of you. Your voice was so powerful, so seductive, it made him want to do nothing more than lose himself in the music and in you.

You finished the song with a dramatic bow, taking a deep breath as the cheers of the crowd washed over you. You turned to leave the stage, but you couldn't help but glance back at the man one more time. He was still staring at you, his face flushed, his eyes filled with desire. You smiled to yourself, knowing that you had him hooked.

After the last encore, you made your way back to your dressing room, the adrenaline from the performance still coursing through your veins. You took a long pull from a bottle of water, trying to steady your breath as you wiped the sweat from your brow. Just as you were about to sit down, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Come in," you called out, not bothering to hide the excitement in your voice. The door opened, revealing the man from earlier. He looked nervous, but determined. "Can I help you with something?" you asked, your voice gentle. A security guard stood with him, making sure he wasn't dangerous. "He's a VIP miss, but you can tell him to leave if you want to" the man reassured, standing behind him.

"He's okay, let him in" you told him, motioning for the security guard to step aside. The nervous man took a tentative step into the room, his gaze fixed on the ground. You waited for him to say something, but he seemed lost for words. Finally, he looked up at you, his eyes searching yours for something. "Hi…" he stammered.

You smiled, trying to put him at ease. "Hi, I'm… well, you already know who I am. What's your name?" You asked, sitting down on a stool across from him. He seemed to gather some courage from your friendly tone, and he smiled back shyly.

"My name's… Johnnie." He said, extending his hand for you to shake. You took it, feeling the warmth of his skin against yours. "I just wanted to say… I've been a fan for a long time. Your music means so much to me, and seeing you tonight…" He trailed off, looking down at the floor again. "I never thought you'd sing a song that well." He confessed, blushing.

You felt a rush of heat spread through your body at his words. It was a thrill to know that you had such an impact on someone, that your music could touch someone so deeply. "Thank you, Johnnie. That means a lot to me." You replied, sincerely.

You could see that he was still nervous, so you decided to try and make him feel more comfortable. You moved a little closer to him, sitting sideways on the couch so that you were facing him more directly. "Look, I'm not one to usually do this sort of thing," you admitted, "but I really appreciate your honesty and your support." You reached out and placed a hand on his knee, feeling the heat radiating off of his skin. "I mean, it's not every day that I meet a fan who understands my music the way you do."

Johnnie looked up at you, his eyes shining with excitement and a little bit of fear. "I've always connected with your songs, you know? They've helped me through some tough times." He paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "And seeing you tonight… it was like you were singing just for me."

You felt a rush of heat spread through your body at his words, and you leaned in a little closer, brushing your lips against his ear. "Maybe I was," you whispered, a husky note in your voice. "Maybe I wanted you to know that."

Johnnie shivered at your touch, his breath hitching in his throat. "l-" he managed to choke out, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've always… I've always wanted to…"

You placed your other hand on his knee, squeezing gently, urging him to finish his sentence. He swallowed hard again, summoning the courage to speak his heart. "I've always wanted to… be with you," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

A thrill ran through you at his words, and you leaned in closer, pressing your lips to his ear once more. "well…" you breathed, your voice low and husky. "I think I want that too." You slid your hand up his thigh, feeling the heat emanating from his body, and gripped his hardening length through his pants. "Maybe we should go back to my hotel baby" you smirked seductively.

Johnnie moaned softly at your touch, arching into your hand. "Yes," he breathed, "I'd like that." His heart was racing, and he could feel himself growing harder by the second. You stood up from the couch, taking his hand and leading him towards the exit. The security guard smiled knowingly as he let you pass, a wink in his eye. Once outside, you hailed a taxi, and Johnnie leaned in close to you, his breath hot against your neck.

The ride to the hotel was filled with tense anticipation. You could feel Johnnie's arousal pressed against your leg, and it only made you more eager. When the taxi pulled up outside the hotel, you paid the driver and quickly led him inside, practically dragging him down the hallway. Your room was just a few doors down, and you couldn't wait to get inside.

You unlocked the door and pushed it open, ushering Johnnie inside. The room was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from the cityscape outside the window. You closed the door behind them, the click of the lock echoing through the room. You turned around, your gaze meeting his, and you could see the desire burning in his eyes. "You're so beautiful," you whispered, reaching out to touch his cheek.

Johnnie leaned in, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. His hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss. You moaned into his mouth, feeling the heat between your legs intensify as his arousal pressed against you. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily, and reached down to unbutton your shirt, revealing your bare chest beneath. You helped him pull it off, revealing your smooth, muscled torso, and his hands immediately returned to trace patterns across your skin.

He kissed and nipped at your neck, making you moan louder, and you reached down to help him take off his shirt. His chest was smooth, all hard planes, and you wanted to feel every inch. you traced your fingers along the dip of his navel, over the ridges of his stomach muscles, and up to the hard peak of his nipple. He arched into your touch, and you felt a thrill run through you at the power you had over him.

You pushed him gently backwards until he fell onto the bed, and then you climbed on top of him. His eyes were dark with desire as you straddled his hips, grinding against him. He reached up to cup your breasts through your shirt, his thumbs teasing the hard peaks. You moaned, arching your back, and he took that as an invitation. He rolled you both over, pinning you beneath him, and then his hands were at your waist, yanking your shirt over your head.

You lay there, naked and exposed, your heart racing with anticipation. Johnnie crawled up your body, his lips trailing a hot path over your chest, teasing a nipple with his teeth before taking it into his mouth. You cried out, arching into him, your hands tangled in his hair. He moved lower, kissing and licking his way down your stomach, teasing you with every touch. Finally, he reached your center, parting your legs and gazing up at you with hooded eyes.

He looked so hungry, so needy, and you knew that he was about to give you everything. He kissed you there, gentle at first, and then harder as his tongue found your clit. You cried out, your hips bucking up off the bed, and he held you down, thrusting his tongue in and out in perfect rhythm. Your body tensed, and you came, your name a breathy whisper on his lips.

But even as your orgasm subsided, he didn't stop. He kept going, lapping at you with his tongue, sucking and licking until you were sure you couldn't take any more. And then he thrust two fingers inside you, curling them up to hit your sweet spot. You arched off the bed, crying out his name as he brought you back to the brink of ecstasy. Your body trembled and quaked beneath his touch, and you felt a second, even more intense orgasm building deep inside you.

He must have sensed it too, because he stopped, withdrawing his fingers from you and sitting up to look down at your flushed, sweat-drenched face. His eyes were dark with desire, and there was a slight tremor in his voice as he said, "You're so beautiful when you come apart like that." His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldn't help but arch your hips up off the bed in response.

He smiled, and with a single thrust, he pushed inside you, filling you completely. You cried out, overwhelmed by the sensation. His movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust deep and satisfying, as he claimed you as his own. He held your gaze, never breaking eye contact, and you felt the connection between you grow stronger with every passing moment.

As he thrust into you, his hands moved to your sides, tracing patterns up and down your body, his touch sending waves of pleasure through you. He leaned in, nipping at your neck, causing you to arch your back further, meeting his thrusts with your own. Your hips moved in perfect rhythm with his, and the sounds of your flesh slapping together filled the air, drowning out everything else.

He reached down, finding your clit with his thumb, and began to stroke it in a circular motion. You cried out, your body tensing, and then you felt the familiar tightening deep inside you. You arched your back, your fingernails digging into his shoulders as the wave of pleasure washed over you. He grunted, feeling your orgasm take hold, and then he followed you over the edge, his body tense as he emptied himself into you.

For what felt like an eternity, you lay there, panting, your chests heaving together, his weight pressing down on you. Finally, he pulled out, rolling to the side and pulling you into his arms. Your skin was slick with sweat, and you could feel the afterglow of your orgasm still coursing through you. You nestled your head into the crook of his neck, inhaling his familiar scent, and felt the comfort and contentment that only he could bring.

last post for today love you all

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