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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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STOP YOUR REQUESTS R OPEN AGAIN YAYAYYY!!!

ima put you one idea cuz i love it idk why ,

steddie x reader

she’s accused of cheating and they both believe it , shes obviously really mad and they hear jason talking abt how it was a bet and they have to apologize and fix it , fluffy at the end 💗💗💗💗💗

Angst to fluff :)

I wrote half of this whole thing and didn't include that it was a bet....my bad

Part 2

Never proofread

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Steve Harrington wasn't the best at relationships, he tended to give his partner his whole heart and soul. And he struggled with being on his own. He was too dependent on feeling loved and wanted. He knew he was hard to love, and he accepted that. All he had to do was find someone willing to put in their time, maybe if they understood him, they'd know why he was hard to love.

Eddie Munson also wasn't the best at relationships. He didn't know how to communicate, once he felt unwanted, he'd shut down and disappear. He was independent, he was fine on his own. He doesn't need to count on someone to love him, that gets him nowhere.

Y/N wasn't bad at relationships. She didn't find Steve hard to love, loving Steve was one of the easiest things in the world. She loved that Steve gave her his all, that she's seen every part of his heart and soul. She wanted to be there for Steve every single hour, she knew his past and wanted him to feel he was worthy.

And she understood Eddie didn't know how to handle being loved. Steve was an affectionate partner, and Eddie only wanted to be touched in private. Eddie struggled to communicate when he was upset. He shuts down and hides away.

Y/N balanced out their relationship. Steve and Eddie were a bit too different, they needed her. She kept the relationship together. She demanded communication when Steve and Eddie got frustrated with each other. Steve craved touch, and Eddie doesn't. She'd provide Steve's need for touch and that allowed Eddie to have his personal space.

The three were perfect for each other. She loved both her boyfriends, she didn't love one more than the other. She treated them both how they wanted to be loved. And they love her. Steve was always holding her hand, and Eddie held her at night. She felt loved by both of them. She never felt left out and didn't feel as if she competed with either of them.

Many people didn't understand their relationship. How can three people be together? People expect their relationship to be filled with jealousy and insecurity.....people like Jason Carver.

Jason Carver had a thing for Y/N for years, she was smart and fit in with the popular crowd. With King Steve Harrington on her arm, she stood out. Once Steve graduated, Jason hoped the two would drift apart. But Jason watched as she drifted closer to the Eddie Munson kid. Now the Hawkins freak was on her arm, and she stood out again.

Jason didn't like the fact she bounced off of Steve and landed on Eddie, how did she pick Eddie when Jason was right there? He's way more like Steve than Eddie was. And once Jason learned she was dating both of them......he had a small idea that maybe she was always wanting more. One guy wasn't enough, why would two be enough?

Steve loved both his partners, Y/N gave warmth and comfort, and Eddie gave support and protection. Steve went from never feeling good enough, and not knowing what it's like to fall in love. Now, he fell in love with two incredible people, and they both loved him back.

At least, that's what he thought.

Eddie adored both his partners, Y/N and Steve, both, kept him grounded, and kept him motivated. Eddie wasn't a lovey-dovey boyfriend, but he knew his partners meant the world to him. He's learning what it feels like to be someone's first choice, learning how it feels to be loved unconditionally.

At least, that's what he thought.

Steve didn't attend high school anymore, he worked with Robin as his two partners worked through their senior year. Steve hated being away from both of them and was slightly jealous they got additional hours together. His mind always thought of what rings Eddie wore today, and how Y/N styled her hair. And sometimes, he thought of things that weren't too innocent. Like if Eddie and Y/N sneak off into the janitor's closet, panting into each other, Eddie's thick cock pounding into her tight cunt. Steve left work every night with his jeans tight and his cock throbbing. Arriving at his small apartment, both his partners were already home and waiting for him.

Y/N was with her boyfriends every second of every day, barely ever alone. That's why, she wasn't worried when rumors started to fly around that she was making out with Jason after a basketball game. She knew her boyfriends wouldn't believe something so stupid.

At least, that's what she thought.

Eddie heard the rumor first. Immediately felt his stomach turn and his body go ice cold. He couldn't feel any blood traveling in his veins, and he barely thought he had a pulse. He didn't mean to hear it, just passing to his next class. Ears listening to the second his girlfriend's name was announced down the hall. Her name came out of a random cheerleader's mouth.

"did you hear about Jason and Y/N? Chrissy found them going at it under the bleachers after his last game."

Eddie shut down immediately. His hands are already grabbing the bricks to build his wall back up. His sneakers will be worn out for how far away he was going to run from this. She cheated, and not just on him, on Steve too. At that point, Eddie didn't care about his heart shattering, his anger was building. How did Y/N have the nerve to betray Steve like that? Steve has been open about not feeling good enough, and she proved him right.

Eddie pitied himself, but the need to help Steve was more important.

Steve was filled with anxiety the second Eddie's van pulled into the parking lot. It was the middle of the day, he was supposed to be at school. And he arrived alone.

"Baby? What's going on?" Steve rushed out the front door, racing to Eddie's van.

"I'm sorry, Steve. I'm so sorry." Eddie mumbled he wasn't the one who needed to apologize but he felt awful. He couldn't look into Steve's warm brown eyes and break his heart.

She fucked up, she should be the one to watch Steve fall apart.

Steve was confused. Eddie showed up to his work, freaking out, begging Steve to get in his van. Driving them to Steve's apartment. Every time Steve brought Y/N's name up, Eddie flinched and his eyes glazed over. Steve grew worried, he's assuming the two got into a fight at school. But Steve knew they'd be okay. The love their relationship had, would overcome everything.

"Can we talk about it now?" Steve questioned, a hand landing on Eddie's knee. Steve was aware of Eddie's communication issues and was always prepared to be patient.

"she's going to tell you." Eddie sneered out, arms crossed over his chest. His heart raced from Steve's touch. He didn't want to allow himself to be upset, one of them had to be strong. Steve's heart needed protection, needed protection from her. And Eddie would never let anyone break Steve's heart.

Speak of the devil, and she will appear. Her worried face met Eddie's hard stare and Steve's anxious smile.

"where the hell did you go?" Y/N rushed out, throwing her backpack on the floor and racing to stand in front of Eddie.

"tell him" Eddie choked out, his jaw tight as he held back his anger. He could barely look at her. Just another person to leave him behind. Someone else didn't love him. And that familiar feeling of being unwanted was settling in.

"tell him what? What's going on?" She questioned, her eyes switching to Steve's. But Steve looked just as confused, maybe even more.

"no idea. This is all him." Steve answered her curious look. His hand still resting on Eddie's knee. His free hand reached for her but Eddie's harsh tone made Steve freeze.

"don't touch her"

Steve and Y/N were taken aback by his tone. They've seen Eddie pissed, but never at one of them.

"Eddie? What the hell is going on?" Y/N asked

"Jason Carver" Eddie answered, standing up and looking down at her. Eyes glaring into hers.

"what about him?" Steve asked from behind, Eddie talked a lot about Jason Carver. A bully that tried to make Eddie's life hell.

"did he say something?" Y/N herself grew angry. Y/N hated the way Jason treated Eddie and she never backed down from protecting Eddie.

"he couldn't say much, apparently his tongue was a little too busy going down your throat!" Eddie spat out, his forehead wrinkled as he clenched his eyebrows together.

Steve felt the dread fill up his body, from his toes to his head. His heart was pounding, his palms were sweaty, and he felt like he was choking.

"um, what?" Steve choked out, trying his best to swallow his spit, his throat felt like it hadn't received water in weeks. Dry and cracked.

"excuse me?" Y/N whimpered out, her head confused but her heart dropped seeing the betrayed look on Steve's face, her sweet boy hiding behind Eddie's broad frame.

"the whole school is talking about it. Jason and Y/N getting caught groping each other under the bleachers." Eddie explained. Trying to ignore the pain in his chest as he heard his own words. Standing tall so his boyfriend could shrink behind him. His heavy hand, filled with rings, reached behind to hold Steve's. Steve held Eddie's hand as hard as he could.

"Who said that?" Y/N gasped out

"that's all you have to say? Try a fucking apology" Eddie snapped

"I didn't! I would never! I'm not going to apologize, I didn't cheat on you!" Y/N panicked, never did she believe her boyfriends would believe she was unfaithful.

"yeah, that's what they all say. How could you do this to us? Ruined this whole relationship for what? A quick hookup with a fucking prick?" Steve could feel the anger rolling off of Eddie's body, his back tense and jaw clenching.

"Eds, let's calm down" Steve tried

"NO! SHE'S NOT DOING THIS TO YOU! SHE CHEATED AND IT'S OVER" Eddie screamed, head turning to look at Steve.

"Eddie, please believe me. Nothing happened. It's a rumor." She tried to explain. Her hands reach forward to grab Eddie's free hand. The way he flinched broke her heart.

"leave, now. It's over. Between us, and between you and Steve. We both know he doesn't deserve this. You are no different than Nancy. " Eddie spoke as softly as he could. Not wanting to upset Steve even more.

Steve and Y/N flinched at the low blow. Eddie knew that wasn't true, she was nowhere near as selfish as Nancy. But he wanted her to hurt, he wanted the upper hand.

"Steve, please. I wouldn't do what Nancy did, to either of you. Please let's just talk" Y/N whimpered, her eyes pleading to him. She understood Eddie was too far gone. His anger has already won, Steve was her only shot to clear the air.

"you are not talking to him." Eddie stepped in, blocking Steve from her eyes.

"I can talk to our fucking boyfriend Eddie. He can speak for himself" she argued. She was innocent, and if Eddie didn't want to hear her out, that was not her problem.

"he's my boyfriend. He doesn't want anything to do with you, the same way I don't want anything to do with you." Eddie kept throwing blow after blow.

"Steve is a grown man, if he wants me to leave, I wanna hear him say it" she argued back.

Eddie rolled his eyes, stepping aside to let Steve crawl out from Eddie's shadow. The anxious boy gripped Eddie's hand, and looked at his girlfriend....ex-girlfriend?

But all he saw was Nancy. A girl that made him feel worthless, left him alone, betrayed him, and didn't love him. All Steve had was Eddie.

Steve picked Eddie.

"please leave" Steve choked out, a drop of his shoulders. Eddie stood smug with a knowing look in his eyes. Steve picked him.

"Steve" Y/N sighed sadly, giving him another look. Her eyes are filled with tears. Steve was turning on her too?

"you asked and he said to leave" Eddie barked out

Y/N accepted the defeat. They wanted her gone, they turned on her before she even had the chance to explain and that's not on her.

"Okay, I'll go. Thanks for hearing me out before you decided I was just like Nancy" Y/N smiled bitterly, most of her attitude aimed toward Eddie

But Steve picked Eddie and that hurt.

Her back was to them as she opened the door, yanking her backpack off the floor.

"and Y/N?" Steve's quiet voice traveled through the apartment

She held her breath as she turned around, seeing his red eyes and teeth eating away at his lips.

"leave the key?" He added

She nodded sadly, digging in her pocket and slamming the key on the table.

Eddie and Steve watched her leave.

Eddie refused to cry until Steve went to bed that night. He fucking loved her and he hated how she made him feel.

It was strange to wake up and go to school alone. Y/N was used to Steve covering her face with kisses and Eddie's knee in her back. But she slept alone and woke up alone.

She knew school was going to drag on, and she wasn't ready to face Eddie. She wondered if he would even show up. It was Friday, chances are he'd skip and have the weekend. Maybe come back on Monday.

Her heart was heavy as she thought about her boys waking up together, cuddling and kissing. Maybe Eddie was so fast to throw her out because he just wanted Steve. Maybe it was a plan, make up a rumor and the two could be together without her.

Turns out she isn't what balanced them out. She was just an added piece.

Steve was in misery. He felt torn. His two partners were pissed at each other and he was a kicked puppy in the middle. A part of him didn't believe she would cheat, but a part of him was insecure. Nancy messed him up and he couldn't deny that.

But he also knew Eddie was quick to get angry and then focus only on that anger. He gets clouded and doesn't think clearly. Steve spent the night with Eddie, he could hear him crying but didn't want to acknowledge it. Knowing Eddie would hate to be seen crying.

Steve planned to talk to Y/N and hear her out. The girl he loves wouldn't cheat, their girl wouldn't cheat.

Eddie woke up and already decided to see her was not an option. And seeing Jason was not in the cards either. Cuddling into Steve's warm chest sounded a whole lot better.

"I think we should call her" Steve's tired voice filled the silence. Eddie groaned at the mention of her.

"no Steve. It's over" Eddie grumbled, shoving his face in Steve's neck.

"Eddie stop that, she's our fucking girlfriend" Steve snapped, sitting up as he looked down at Eddie's tired face.

"she cheated Steve" Eddie stated in a bored tone.

"you went based on a rumor! No actual proof. If you are so fine with throwing our relationship away without giving her a fair chance to explain, then maybe you don't love her the way I do" Steve explained, yanking the covers off as he stood up. Walking to his closet to find clothes

"you didn't seem to doubt me last night" Eddie threw in his face

"oh fuck you, Eddie. I was caught between the two of you. I didn't know what to do" Steve explained

"And yet, you asked her to walk out. She would have stayed if you asked. You can't just blame me" Eddie shrugged

Steve knew he was right. He let her walk out, no, he told her to walk out. He didn't let her explain, the same way Eddie didn't let her. He was just as guilty as Eddie. Eddie felt that one partner turned on him. Steve can't help but wonder how she felt having both her partners turn on her without a single thought.

Eddie couldn't believe Steve, but Eddie knew they both had a soft spot for her. Even sleeping through the night was hard without her, how was Eddie supposed to make it through the day?

Even though he didn't want to admit it, Eddie grew used to leaning on someone. He hated that. He never wanted to get used to someone, or feel dependent on someone, but here he was. His heart was only beating for two people, and now he has to learn to make it beat for one.

Eddie was scared of what he'd feel once the anger faded, once his eyes focused on the real picture. People don't leave Eddie, he makes it impossible for them to stay. And he chased her out of his life, and selfishly he chased her out of Steve's as well.

Just as she thought, Eddie was nowhere to be found. Neither boy tried to call her, and she wasn't surprised by that. She knew the truth and if they didn't want to believe her, fuck the both of them. They can suck each other's dicks and have a total blast without her. She's more than just an added piece.

She went on with her school day, head held high, and shrugged off any looks that lingered on her. She didn't even know it was a rumor and she doesn't know how many people have heard it. Or how many people may have believed it?

She wasn't going to let a rumour get the best of her......

Until Jason Carver opened his mouth.

Steve's walkie-talkie was blaring over and over. The sound mixes with Eddie's walkie-talkie. Dustin's panicked voice rang through Eddie's and Mike's excited tone rang through Steve's.

"MUNSON, WHERE ARE YOU? YOUR GIRLFRIEND HAS JASON ON THE FLOOR"

"FIGHT! YOUR GIRL IS IN A FIGHT!".

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wroteclassicaly · 1 year

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Kink hour got me thinking about Steddie's breeding kink, where they fight over who's gonna breed reader. But that's just me...

Ooooooh, shit! Why you gotta get me started? 😝 I’ve thought about this… like, so much.

Warnings: Language, NSFW, smut, breeding kink, vaginal fingering.

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“I mean, c’mon… Seriously, Y/N. Whose hair would look better on him? Harrington’s or mine? S’ a pretty simple answer if you ask me.”

“She didn’t, dumbass.”

“Oooh, King Steve, you know I love it when you talk dirty to me.”

Your eyes roll into the back of your head, and not because of Eddie’s thick digits knuckle deep in your sopping wet cunt. You grip the headboard for leverage and close your legs around his wrist, an exasperated sigh escaping your swollen lips. “For one, we don’t know if the baby would be a boy. And two, his hair wouldn’t look like either of yours unless he used a plethora of women’s hair care products.”

Eddie snickers and you swat at his wrist, your nail getting caught underneath the chain bracelet. “I wasn’t just talking about him, smart mouth.”

It’s Steve who grins that half smile that makes you want to take him until your throat is raw and your neck is bruised from his squeezing. He likes to do that when he’s fucking your throat, balls slapping at your chin, tendons straining in your neck as you attempt to take him, spit all over the floor in an accumulated puddle. He removes Eddie’s finger and before you can protest (as if you would, really…), he’s easily gaining access in your hole. You watch him with a slack jaw as he adjusts his hard cock in the gray sweats he’s wearing. “Good girl, honey. You’re really wet tonight. You like thinkin’ about me filling you up with my baby?”

“Um… Excuse me, I was—“ Eddie’s interruption is cut off.

“Shit, man. Her pussy just sucked my finger in deeper. She does like that.”

Eddie is pouting, wiggling his way between your thighs, ringed hand clasping over your knee to spread you wider, his finger trailing along your slick covered thighs, parting your labia, before it pushes in beside Steve’s. You can’t do anything but moan wantonly, saliva smearing across your mouth, tongue flicking across to attempt to gather it. You arch your ass in their direction, palms both flat against you. You’re greedy this evening.

“You know what I think, Steve?” Eddie bats those pretty little lashes beneath a curtain of curls, Steve pushing them back to see his boyfriend’s flushed features.

“What’s that, hot rod?”

Eddie, as if he’s got this secret that’s capturing him into a fit of giggles, leans in towards Steve. “I think we should pump our girl so full of cum that it soaks the bed. And when she recovers, we go again, see who’s swimmers win first.”

You gasp and shiver, all of you groaning in raspy unison. You felt yourself grow slicker, their fingers getting smashed together in your sticky walls. Like a prize where everyone wins, and you get to be the competition board. They don’t have to ask if you approve, and you know you’re gonna be so sore tomorrow, but you can’t fucking wait.

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mimixmunson · 11 days

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eddie or steve with alternative!reader, like face piercings, black makeup, allat stuff

and nsfw or not but they would just be so smitten and follow them around and nod dumbly to whatever reader says bcus theyre so pretty and scary looking

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Belly button piercings. Steddie x female reader. Smut. Blurb.

I’m so sorry this is basically not what you asked for but I tried!! Hope this is okay! I really got in ‘the zone’ and wrote this all in one lmao!

You first noticed them when you were working, it was a Thursday afternoon, and you were waiting for your next appointment to arrive. Your client wanted a belly button piercing, something you’d done a million times in your job as a body piercer, it was second nature to you now. Especially since you have so many metal adjustments to yourself too, several facial piercings that happen to catch people’s eyes. You get complimented on your vertical labret often, but your favourite was the piercing that only you were allowed to see at the moment, single life really was keeping you from excitement.

They stood shyly in the doorway, the dark haired boy seemingly more confident than the brunette. He stood a little taller, had some ear piercings himself and as he took off his jacket, handing it to the other guy, you noticed his tattoos. You had a few of your own, some of which you’d actually given yourself. The long haired guy fiddled with his rings, he basically had one on each finger, the skull one catching your eye the most. It was cool, you make a mental note to see if you can find one of those for yourself.

The more metal looking of the men spoke, “Hi. I’m Eddie. I’m here for my piercing?” He had a great voice, he definitely was confident like you had expected. You offer him a friendly smile and show him out back to your studio after taking his payment, giving him his consent form and running him through the aftercare. “Can my boyfriend come too?” He questioned shyly, holding the brunette man’s hand behind his back. You nod and laugh, assuming he can’t be afraid of needles if he’s got so many tattoos. “Follow me, both of you are welcome, there’s always room for an emotional support person. Even if you are a pretty metal head or a…” You stood still and looked him up and down. “Frat boy?” You laugh, hoping to get the same reaction from them, it always helped to make jokes to ease your clients nerves.

In the kindest possible way they looked stupid, like they’d seen a ghost. Eddie’s jaw had dropped, he’s practically drooling at the compliment and his boyfriend? His cheeks are bright red. He nods dumbly, like every single thought in his pretty head had been knocked out by your comment.

“I don’t need!- whatever. This is Steve.” Eddie shakes his head and chuckles at your joke. “Thank you for letting me watch, I kinda wanted to see how you do this whole piercing thing, I’m tempted to get one myself.” Steve spoke finally, his voice a lot softer than Eddie’s. His face was flushed, embarrassed by his own words.

You mark up Eddie’s belly button, making sure the lining you drew was straight and offer him a look in the mirror. As he stands upright, staring at the pen marks on his midriff you notice them for the second time that day. But it wasn’t just them, it was how they looked at you. Their eyes followed you, ever since they stood hunched over in the doorway of the waiting room. Their eyes never left you, dancing around your face and more recently, your pants.

You’d been ogled over before, sort of part and parcel of the job. Men had come into your studio just to ask you if you had any “naughty” piercings or assume you must be freaky in bed because you’re tatted and pierced. But you didn’t mind the way they were looking at you. Almost like you were an enigma, a paradox.

“Stevie here’s acting scared but don’t let him fool you, he likes a bit of pain.” Eddie giggles over his own words whilst Steve shoots him a look, giving him daggers. You noticed the way Steve blushed again, it’s adorable really. His cheeks flushed at everything. “Is that so? Well the belly button piercing is just a little pinch really, the clamp is the worst part. Just breathe through it and it’s over. I promise, I’ll be gentle. To you that is, might have to be a little more rough with this one huh? He seems insistent on embarrassing you doesn’t he, sweetheart?” You motion to Eddie, wiggling the capped needle around in your fingers. Steve threw his head back in laughter, squeezing Eddie’s hand in his own, “t-thanks.” He stutters through his words, you could definitely see this guy being a submissive. His entire nature is submissive. Your mind escapes you as you imagine what he’d look like tied to your bed. Would Eddie join you in dominating Steve or would you have them both at your mercy?

That was a hell of a way to break the ice, finding out your client’s boyfriend is a pain slut definitely was a new one. Fantasising about your clients even more so, but they are so endearing.

“Okay you ready?” You glance up at Eddie, he nods and you position your needle. “And 3, 2, 1, aaaand done.” You feed the needle through his belly button, you remove the needle and leave the plastic tube inside the freshly pierced hole. “And here’s the stingy part.” You mutter as you thread his chosen jewellery through the plastic tube of the needle and twists the ball on top, wiping and sterilising his belly button. “How was it?” Steve questioned, still looking at Eddie through his fingers across his eyes. “Completely fine babe, princess here has magic fingers.” He shoots you a smirk in an attempt to fluster you back for earlier.

“Sure do. Are you up next Steve? I have time to slot you in now, I’ve got a free hour.” Inquiring as clean up your work space once more. “N-no. Maybe next time.” He responds with the weakest smile you’ve ever seen. He’s scared, if any of the goosebumps on his skin suggest, that’s understandable. Poor thing, he’s a completely blank canvas and a piercing is a pretty big commitment to make. Eddie smiles, whispering something in-audible to Steve which of course left him with a flushed face again.

You squat down to your drawers to reach a form, and as you bend over you hear a groan. Well more of a grunt, you smirk whilst your back is turned. These boys were too cute. Wondering which of them you could make yours first, maybe take the easy frightened little lamb and watch his protector follow. What sounds would they make? You could break down the act that Eddie puts up and make him melt in your hands? Was the act he puts up all a ploy, was Steve the top? So many questions run through your mind, but you knew something for certain. This was precious. These boys were precious. Behind you, you hear some giggling. Still searching for the feedback form you have to leave it up to your imagination, but it ate at you. What were they giggling about? You hadn’t imagined the handcuffs attached to Eddie’s belt, maybe he was teasing him by showing Steve what he’d be tied with that night? Maybe they’d pointed at you pretty ass bend over so nicely on display for them and daydreamed about having you in those cuffs?

You twist your face over your shoulder to face them as you pick up the form, your elbows squeezing together ‘accidentally’. Steve shys away from looking but you can tell he wants to, it was obvious. His eyes darted around the room, from the mirror across from you, and back to your chest. Whereas Eddie? His jaw was on the floor, his vision transfixed on your chest.

“Okay, well in that case when you’re ready I need you, Eddie to fill in this form about how your experience was here today. We give them to all our clients.”

You commanded, handing him the form and a pen, watching as he filled it out pretty quickly. It was cute, through the whole time you’d spent together, Steve hadn’t let go of Eddie’s hand. Following him around like a lost dog, but he still couldn’t stop his eyes from moving over you. Eddie squeezes Steve’s hand again and he looks down at his lap. Oh. Was it the pain of the piercing or your body that made that tent in his pants appear? Steve bites his lip and reaches out to palm his hand over Eddie’s bulge. He squirms and swats at his boyfriend’s hands. Oh god could they get any cuter, flustered and bratty? The things you could do.

He shuffles his jacket across his waist, hoping you hadn’t seen it. Handing you the form back, you walk them both back into the waiting room. You sign the form to prove you had administered the piercing, handing it back to Eddie to take his copy home for safe keeping. Chewing on your pen lid, you giggle as the leave your studio. You wonder how long it will be until they read the note you left them on the paper.

“Let me know if you want that piercing Stevie, I think you’d both suit little matching belly bars. The cutest boys. If I’ve read this wrong ignore me and I apologise but if I haven’t? Call me. *phone number*.”

Well you’ve had worse days at work.

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jamdoughnutmagician · 6 months

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Sweetheart and Honey (Steddie x Reader 18+)

A little bit of Steddie x reader fun low-key based on this text post that was brought to my attention by @slutty-thevampireslayer

Warnings:Smut, 18+, Threesomes, Eddie, Steve and the reader are kind-of switchy in this one (or at least I tried to write it that way), Vaginal fingering, Male Masturbation, Slight bit of voyeurism, Oral Sex (Female receiving), Blow Jobs, Dirty Talk, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it!!) I think that's it for the tags, let me know if I've missed anything so I can tag it

Word Count:1,521

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You feel Eddie’s hands all over you, caressing every last little bit of exposed skin, his lips kissing hotly into the crook of your neck, before kissing just below your ear and whispering to you.

"Gonna be a good girl for me, aren't you? Gonna be such a fuckin' good girl.."

His hand reaches down your body, his fingers running up and down your wet slit, teasingly, before he thrusts two of his fingers inside you.

You whine at the feeling of being suddenly filled, the lewd squelching noises as he works his fingers in and out of you echo in the bedroom.

Although the wet sounds of Eddie’s fingers fucking into you are not the only sounds that ring out in the bedroom.

There, on the edge of the end of your bed, sits Steve, comfortably stroking the length of his thick cock, the slick and sticky pre-cum making his large fist glide effortlessly over himself.

"Is Eddie making you feel good, Honey?"

Nothing more than a breathy whine of ‘yes’ falls from your lips as Eddie leans his body forward, placing himself comfortably between your two thighs, as licking the flat of his tongue over your clit, before sucking it between his plump lips.

You tangle your fingers in his hair, tugging at the strands of dark curls, desperate to feel him as much as possible. The almost whining moan it rewards you, vibrates against you as Eddie buries his nose deeper into you.

“Yeah, he looks like he’s treating you real good, fuck, look at him, Honey, got him humping the bed like a damn horny teenager.” Steve chuckles out, the intense stare of his hazel eyes never leaving you as your chest rises and falls with gasping breaths.

Eddie’s hips roll against the bunched up blankets on the bed, desperately seeking any kind of relief as he continues to pleasure you.

“That’s it… such a good boy for me aren’t you, Teddy” you tease him.

“Wanna feel you come..please..come for me pretty girl…” Eddie slurs, lapping up your wetness.

His fingers are relentless, as they work themselves into you, drawing you ever closer to your high.

“Come on, Honey, I can see how bad you want it. Why don’t you show Eddie what he's missing.” comes Steve’s voice from behind Eddie. Steve’s hand is still stroking over his cock, but with the way the pulsing vein on the underside of his length throbs, you knew that he was on the edge of pleasure just as much as you were.

Eddie doubled down in his efforts to bring you to orgasm. Sucking your clit between his lips as he fucks his fingers into you.

Suddenly you feel the white-hot pleasure rush through you, the knot in the pit of your stomach snapping as you ride out your orgasm, gushing with a wet squirt as your hips thrash against Eddie's face.

"Such a pretty fuckin' baby for us, Honey" Steve praises.

You preen under his affections, basking in the glow of his affections, before he speaks up again.

"Up on your hands and knees pretty girl, I wanna wanna spend a little time with you now, it's only fair, right?"

Steve wastes no time in making his way over to you where you've already positioned yourself ready for him.

You feel the splay of each of Steve’s large hands on your hips, his fingers squeezing into the soft and plump flesh as he pulls your hips up. He settles into place behind you, reaching down with one hand to swipe the head of his cock through your folds, coating himself in the wetness of your arousal, before filling you up slowly, inch by inch, with his length.

You take a shuddering, nerve-steadying breath, the feeling of Steve’s thick cock nestled snugly inside you was always a stretch. Not an unwelcome stretch, but a stretch nonetheless.

“You okay, Honey?” Steve checks in, concerned lacing his tone.

You give him a little nod of your head, and an affirmative hum.

“Good girl.” he praises as he begins to roll his hips, thrusting forward to meet yours. Each time he thrusts into you he hits against that spot that has you letting the moans fall from your lips so freely.

“Fuck, you sound so fuckin’ beautiful.” You hear Eddie's voice rasp out. You flick your eyes over to where he’s sitting against a mess of pillows that’s propping him up, to see that he’s watching Steve fuck into you while his fist works up and down his cock in slick, steady movements.

“Looks like Stevie’s really giving it to ‘ya good huh, Sweetheart”

You nod again, your words failing you as Steve continues to rut his hips into you.

“Yeah, look at that, s’not a thought in that pretty little head at all, is there?” Eddie teases.

“Teddy, please..” you whine, looking up at him from underneath your eyelashes, watching him as the sinewy muscles in his tatted forearm flex with every stroke.

“She speaks!” Eddie teases once more as he moves closer to you. “What is it, Sweetheart?”

“Want you..” you huff. “Wanna suck your cock, please.”

“Look at that, Stevie, look at our girl using her manners and asking so nicely. What do you say, huh Steve, do you reckon she deserves it?" Eddie says, inching closer, his cock in hand, as he traces the shape of your lip with the head of his cock. Glazing your lips in with the sticky beading pearl of precum.

"Yeah, she deserves it alright. She's such a fucking. Good. Girl" Steve growls, punctuating his words with pounding thrusts, filling you with every inch of his thick cock.

"You heard Stevie, Sweetheart, open up."

You part your lips for Eddie, eager to feel the heavy weight of him on your tongue.

Eddie taps the head of his cock against your tongue before letting you set your own pace, by wrapping your lips around him.

You suckle the head of his cock, whilst your hand works the rest of his length, pumping him in slick strokes.

You feel Eddie’s fingers hook themselves under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

“Want those pretty eyes on me, Sweetheart. Wanna see how perfect you look with my cock in your mouth.”

You take him further into the warm wet heat of your mouth, the tip of him threatening to hit against the back of your throat, as you breathe through the urge to gag. Your hand that had previously been stroking him, moves down to roll his balls in your hand.

Eddie huffs a little whine as you tease him with your mouth.

“If you keep that up I’m not gonna last very long, Sweets.” Eddie whines, his dominant front slipping as your tongue runs over the sensitive pulsing vein on the underside of his cock.

Steve’s hips are still relentlessly rutting into you, but you could tell he was getting closer to his own orgasm with the way his thrusts were getting sloppier and his fingertips were sinking deeper into the soft skin of your hips enough that you just knew that you would have a few bruises there come morning.

“I’m getting pretty fuckin’ close here too.” Steve’s ragged voice husks out, his mess of shaggy hair flopping down over his eyes, a few dark brown strands stick to his sweat-soaked forehead. “I know you’re getting close too, Honey, I can feel how tightly you’re squeezing my cock.”

It didn’t take much more than a few precise bobs of your head, with your lips enthusiastically sucking Eddie off that the boy was spilling rope after rope of cum down your throat, as he pressed his stuttering hips up into your face, glazing your tongue with the evidence of his arousal.

You and Steve weren’t very far behind him. You slip your hand down between to rub your fingers in quick tight circles over your clit as Steve fucks into you.

Your own orgasm rushes over you, as you feel the knot in your stomach snap with a fierce pleasure.

Steve holds out long enough to feel the way you tighten around him in the throes of your high, before he’s babbling out his pleas.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum, can I cum in you please? I wanna cum in you so fuckin’ bad, Honey, please” Steve whines desperately.

“I wanna feel you fill me up Stevie. Wanna feel it inside, please.” you plead, as Steve’s stuttering thrusts press against you one more time before he spills into you, filling you with the hot spurts of his release.

The three of you flop back against the bed, with your body safely nestled between the security of both your boy’s bodies.

“So we’re totally doing that again sometime, right?” Eddie laughs, a lazy cheeky smirk playing at his lips.

You can’t help but laugh at Eddie’s antics as you rest your head on Eddie’s chest. Steve’s hands wrap around your protectively, laying soft kisses to the curve of your shoulder. Peace finding you easily, comfortably snuggled between your two lovers.

@penguinsandpotterheads @xxhellfiregirlxx

#Steddie x reader #steddie x female reader #steddie x fem!reader #Steddie x reader smut #Steve Harrington x reader smut #Eddie Munson x reader smut #Steve Harrington x Reader #Eddie Munson x Reader

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yourfavoritewitchbitch · 4 months

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Last updated: 03/19/2024

A Scream x Stranger Things AU

This is set in the 90's - all of the "teens" are in their mid to late 20's.

This series is 18+ ONLY MDNI!

This will contain elements of violence (blood, murder, depictions of gruesome crime scenes, exactly what you would expect from this slasher inspired fic) along with smut.

General warnings: Use of Y/N. AFAB!Reader. Each chapter will have its own set of warnings.

Read at your own discretion!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Reader, Eddie Munson x Reader and eventual Steddie x Reader.

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Part I

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Part III

Part IV - Coming soon!

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lavendermunson · 5 months

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angel - steve harrington and eddie munson

day 7 of leia's christmas tree farm

cw +18 nsfw. best friends to lovers. eventual throuple. fingering. reader's nickname is angel

a/n this is the first time i write them together with r so be gentle with me pls

Even if it’s cold outside, you feel your body as hot as a kettle.

A kettle that is about to whistle loudly when it reaches its boiling point.

Because you sit in the middle of your two best friends, who love you and adore you but your dirty mind can’t stop thinking about that dream you had. Where they whispered sweet nothings into your ears while giving your body light and lovely touches to get you all whiney for them.

Your naked thighs warm at the touch of the two boys, who inevitably manspread all the way to the last college party of the year. Eddie’s van feels tiny all of a sudden, the three of you have been cramped in this vehicle for more than an hour.

“Are you alright? you look like a cherry over there” Steve asks, noticing your red tinted cheeks and rubbing your thigh with the back of his hand. His fingers are cold, like ice cubes. A feeling enough to make you rub your thighs together.

“What was that?” Eddie asks, taking a glance at your legs pressed together. He notices how you freeze at Steve’s touch.

As the curious man he is, Eddie slowly rubs your other thigh. Looking at how you squirm underneath their touch, a grin shows on both of the boys’ faces.

“Someone likes to be touched by us, isn’t that right angel?”

Angel. The nickname they used to call you in your dreams. It must’ve slipped from your lips while you were sleeping a few minutes ago.

“Don’t worry, we always take care of you” Eddie rubs his hand against your skin, cold rings sending a shiver down your spine. His hand sneaks in between your legs, as he pushes them open with his fingers. “Isn’t that right Steve?”

“Hmm, he is right angel”

Steve is quick to press his lips against your cheek, leaving soft and wet kisses all the way to your neck. When he tastes the sourness of your perfume, he groans against your skin making a soft moan escape your lips. While he begins to suck on your skin, Eddie’s hand feels the wetness on your panties, just with one slight touch of his finger against your clothed pussy.

“She is so wet for us, Stevie,” Eddie whispers. “Do you want us, angel? Do you want us to treat you like the princess you are?”

“Yes, yes, please. I want you both to touch me”

“Good girl, she has manners!” Steve murmurs against your skin, now leaving wet kisses against your collarbone.

“You are adorable” Eddie joins, both boys praising you has your mind all fuzzy. Even more when they are touching you at the same time.

When Steve helps Eddie get your panties out of the way, both of them find their place against your core.

First, Steve’s long fingers find your slick. He makes sure to wet his fingers enough to collect the right amount, he lifts his fingers up to his mouth to taste you. “Sweet, our sweet angel”

Eddie does the same, licking his cubby fingers clean and humming at the sweet taste of you. You melt against the seat of the van, feeling how they got hypnotized by you.

Then, Eddie does the same movement but this time his fingers rub small circles on your clit. Taking good care of that little bundle of nerves that gives you enough pleasure to start moaning, your whimpers filling the van and muffling the radio music.

Steve, having both of his hands free, gets to work. His left hand touches your neck, fingers wrapping around your throat to keep you in place while his other hand pushes his fingers into you.

His soft digits hit your walls, going slowly in and torturing you as the anticipation builds up for you. You let out breathy whines until you can feel his knuckles.

Your legs shake, as both of the boys your boys make sure you are having the time of your life. Your heart beats faster than ever.

The sunset ahead of you makes you even more light headed, leaning in for their touch and their attention.

“You are doing so well, angel”

“Look how pretty you are, angel. Making a mess all over our fingers”

Both of their praises hit you like a wave, feeling a lot of pleasure but also a lot of love. It’s what you’ve been wanting for so long, both of them showing you just how much they want you.

“More, more” you manage to say, as Steve looks at your face. Your cheeks glowing, your eyes rolling as your mouth is slightly open.

“Let’s give this baby what she wants, Eddie”

“Sure thing”

Both of their fingers work faster, as Steve fucks you with his fingers and Eddie licks his fingers to place them again against your clit and rub with more intensity.

You close your eyes, your glossy lips open as you moan and whimper under their control. You try to bite your bottom lip as your hands place over each one of their arms to gain some control over yourself, but you don’t succeed.

“C’mon angel, come for us princess” Eddie coos, as Steve presses kisses against your lips with a firm hand over your throat. Feeling your pulse throbbing against his fingers.

There’s a moment when you feel so full, your chest rising up and down while white dots blur your vision and you cum on their fingers.

They try to ease you up, cleaning you with their fingers as they suck your sweetness off of them. When you open your eyes and look at the house to your left you realize you’ve got to your destination.

“Let’s go find a room in there, we need to have our own little party,” Eddie says, ready to do a lot more than what you just did in the van.

“We are going to destroy you, angel” Steve whispers in your ear, as Eddie kisses your cheek and both of them take your hands leading you to this house.

This is even better than your dreams.

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midnightsxxvi · 11 months

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the picnic blanket

Steddie x fem!reader

a/n: I somehow hit 500 followers a while back (I block bots I swear) somehow despite not posting any of my writing in months (I’m mentally ill. Idk what to tell you). So anyway here’s a little something!

header image from littleststarfightter (I asked for permission i promise)

description: first real date with the three of you, each ready to really make this work

contains: mentions of injury (vecna happened but everyone lived); hints to sexual content MDNI 18+ !!!; a lot of soft vibes and a tinge of angst. Post Vecna/everyone lives!!

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“I would like to go on a date,” You finally let out after gathering up all your confidence. You stood tall, hands clasped together, chin up.

Steve was already grinning like an idiot, but Eddie just raised a brow.

There was a beat of silence before Eddie let out a long whistle. He then looked back and forth between you and Steve. “A date? Like… all three of us?”

“Yes, that’s what I mean.”

Eddie huffed out a laugh. “Alright, Princess. A date it is. What were you thinking of doing?”

“Um,” your cheeks heated, “Well this is about as far as my thinking went— hey, don’t laugh. Why are you—listen, if you don’t want to it’s okay! We don’t have to! I know we haven’t really decided what’s going on between the three of us—“

“Sweetheart,” Eddie cut you off, getting to his feet and walking over to you. “I said yes. You’re just being cute.”

“Oh. Well. What would you like to do then?”

“Dinner and a movie? A classic.”

“I’m not—“ Steve interrupted, briefly holding his hand out but then stepping back nervously. He cleared his throat, and at first you thought he was turning you down, but he explained: “I’m not ready. To, uh, be out? This is a small town and I don’t want to worry about others yet, you know? I don’t know if that sounds shitty of me—“

“It’s not shitty,” you assured him. “You’re right. Dustin will never shut up about this if word gets to him.”

Eddie smirked, “I'm pretty sure Dustin already knows we are a thing?”

“Pssh, no he doesn’t,” Steve scoffed. Although he didn’t quite believe his own words.

“We could do a drive in movie?” Eddie suggested.

Steve leaned against the counter. “And have one of us third wheel in the back the whole time? No thanks.”

Eddie winked at him, “Squish into the back seat with me.”

“Uh, then we can’t see the movie?”

“Feelin’ shy now?”

You pursed your lips, hating how frazzled Steve looked. Out of all of you, he had the most to lose if it came to the wrong person seeing you three together. Together, together. People knew his parents; they had a reputation. He didn’t know how they’d take him being queer, in whatever the sense.

“Stevie, if you don’t want to come, it’s okay. We don’t have to do something—“

“No, no,” he raised his hands up a little, afraid that you were already backing out. Then, he snapped his fingers in the literal sense. “Let’s go on a picnic.”

Eddie snorted. “A picnic?”

“Don't look at me like that. It’s romantic.” Steve’s ears blushed at the word. Who knew he’d get so flustered about wanting to give the two of you a little romance.

He approached you and Eddie, still nervous, but he seemed more sure of this. “We could pack snacks, maybe some wine? Be nice and classy?”

You bit back a grin. “We could find somewhere private. Get out of this damn trailer. Maybe go by one of the lakes?”

Eddie looked between you two, an entertained grin on his face. “Didn’t know you two were so cheesy?”

Steve laughed lightly, “So what?”

Eddie swung his arm around Steve, one of his fingers playing with a curl at the end of Steve’s hair. “Why don’t we go all out and go to Lover’s Lake?”

“I mean, if you really want to,” Steve teased, although he was grinning like an idiot again. He didn’t back up as Eddie’s face got closer into his space. He just accepted Eddie’s nose as it nudged his cheek.

“Okay, so. Picnic at Lover’s Lake?” You wanted to clarify. “A date. In a romantic sense. The three of us.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Eddie smiled at you brightly.

“Then, um, let’s talk logistics.”

“Now, that doesn’t sound romantic.”

You giggled a little and shook it off. “I just mean, when should we go! Do we all meet up and go together? Or, I don’t know! What time of day? Who brings the snacks!”

Eddie reached out, his arm around your shoulders as well, pulling you in toward the two men. “Now, sweetheart, relax. We’ve got it covered. I’ll pick up snacks. You bring drinks. Stevie here can drive and maybe bring a blanket.”

“I don’t have a picnic blanket,” Steve told him.

“Then get one. You’re the one who suggested this.”

“Alright, alright. I can pick you both up, and drive the three of us out. Are you both free tomorrow afternoon?”

“I don’t work?” You shrugged.

“Same,” Eddie said, “And classes are done for the semester.”

“Can I take you both out tomorrow then?” Steve looked at the both of you. His normal self was coming back, ready to charm. “I don’t think I can wait more than a day. I’ve been wanting something like this for a long time.”

You pressed your lips together. Your heart thudded a little stronger, absorbing the sweet smile on his face. His words were so soft that you couldn’t help but reach over and kiss his cheek.

“I’d love to, Stevie. Tomorrow sounds perfect.”

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Steve didn’t say hello, but instead, the moment you opened your door he said, “The picnic blanket I got is going to woo you.”

“Woo me?” You grinned, trying not to ogle too much at his appearance. Standing on your front porch under the midday sun, he looked like summer personified. Steve had on his swim shorts, and a light blue button up. The cherry on top was the way a few buttons were undone, and the soft hair on his chest poked out from underneath the blue.

Steve seemed to ogle you though. He glanced at your summery outfit, admiring your figure, and he couldn’t even remember what else he was going to say.

“Steve?”

“Sorry. Uh. You look good,” he cleared his throat. “You ready to go?”

A quick nod, you got on your shoes, and then you were following him out.

“Eddie is in the car,” he explained, although you could see the guy sitting in the front of Steve’s car. “We made a deal where I’d go to the door to pick you up, and then he could walk you to the door later when we drop you off.”

“How polite.”

Steve had glitched a moment ago when seeing you, but his confidence was back again and he swung his arm over your shoulder as you walked to the car. In his head, he was hoping that later they wouldn’t actually be dropping you off at home but instead taking you back to his or Eddie’s place. He was being polite though, so he kept those thoughts to himself.

The car windows were rolled down, and Eddie had both his arms leaning out, a big grin plastered on his face. He had his hair down, but some dark sunglasses and you could see a black tank top on.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” He called out to you, raising his sunglasses onto his head. He wasn’t shy in the way he looked you up and down, and then even looked Steve up and down. “You two look hot as hell together. Look at you, beach bag and all? Have we ever dressed this classy?”

You giggled as you got closer to the car. “Nope. This is my classiest outfit.”

Eddie extended his hand out, grasping the air and giving grabby hands. “C’mere.”

Steve let you leave from under his arm, and you skipped forward to hold Eddie’s hand. Eddie pulled you in right away, his other hand holding the back of your head to get you even closer.

You had to bend down a bit, falling into a searing kiss. It took you a little by surprise, how he held you to him, his lips moving against yours warmly.

It wasn’t the first time you’d kissed, but it wasn’t something you were used to yet. Your tummy fluttered and you worried that your hands were already clammy, especially in the heat of the sun.

When he pulled back, his grin only increased at your soft expression. The grin then increased somehow even more when his eyes flickered behind you to see Steve’s reaction.

“Hey,” Steve was glaring, “You get her at drop off.”

“You completed your duty of picking her up!”

“I’m not property,” you huffed, feigning insult.

“Of course not,” Eddie’s thumb traced over the back of your hand. “You do have to sit in the back of the car though. Sorry.”

Your mouth parted in the exasperation as he let go of your hand, sat back in the car and then put on his sunglasses as though nothing happened.

You turned to look at Steve who looked apologetic but wasn’t denying Eddie’s claim.

Steve’s hand found the small of your back, and his other opened the back door for you like a gentleman. “Sorry. You can switch on the way back. Promise.”

“I guess that’s alright.”

Just then, Eddie turned the music up on the stereo, causing Steve to roll his eyes as some Van Halen song played. Still, Steve gave your cheek a quick kiss before you got into the car.

And like that, the three of you were off to begin your very first date.

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It was early July, a few months after you all escaped the Upside Down; escaped Vecna. It hadn’t been long ago, yet in that time, everyone worked through a lot of healing. Some things may never heal, but you’d be damned if you let the trauma stop you from enjoying the sunshine again.

Time had eased the physical pain inflicted upon Steve and Eddie in the spring. Still, their bodies had been prodded at, wounded, bitten. Steve still shied away from showing anyone the wound spread across his stomach, and Eddie was still anxious about the scabbed flesh around his legs. He still had a limp when he walked, and it still hurt to cough.

You didn’t notice until each of you piled out of the car, that Eddie had put on shorts for the first time all season. They weren’t short like Steve’s, but instead he had ripped some pants just above the knee.

Back when Eddie first got injured, covered in bandages at the hospital, he had cracked some joke on how he’d ‘tell people in the future that the scars are from shark attacks.’ Plural. Not just one. But he insisted that he’d tell people he was involved in multiple shark attacks. That was quite hardcore, in his eyes.

“Babe,” Steve called, although you weren’t sure if he meant you or Eddie. Probably both. “Let me show you this spiffy blanket.”

Eddie was not helping you grab the picnic basket and snacks he’d so kindly bought. He took out a cigarette from Steve’s glove box that he’d created a habit of storing. Steve didn’t mind. Walking to the back of the car, Eddie smoked and watched the both of you.

“I’m swooning,” you grinned when Steve swung the blanket over his shoulder. It was a soft green gingham fabric, and Steve looked very proud of himself.

“You better be. I worked so hard to find this. I needed to make sure you had the best place to sit.”

Eddie raised a brow at that, the corner of his mouth upturning as he thought about Steve’s words differently.

Steve slammed the trunk shut and patted the car’s exterior. “Alright, let’s find us a good spot!”

Eddie was smooth in the way he grabbed drinks from you to free one of your hands, and then he put his free arm around your shoulders. He had to reach his hand sort of above your head to get the cigarette from his mouth and whisper to you, “I didn’t know he was so chipper about the lake.”

It was a sight to see: Steve had dashed ahead of you two, sandals flapping away as he ran closer to the lake. You let out a breathy giggle, snuggling into Eddie’s side.

He put the cigarette back in his mouth and the two of you strolled toward Steve.

“Hey, Eds?” You said quietly.

“Hm?”

“Is this a mistake, coming here?”

He had to do the hand maneuver again, pulling your head toward him a bit as he had to grab his smoke. It was clumsy, but it worked. “No, I told you, I want us to have a date.”

“No, I mean here specifically.”

“Oh.”

Oh, as in, Oh, this lake could possibly bring up memories I’m trying to heal from.

Eddie clicked his tongue and you could see the way his eyes squinted under his glasses, staring at the water.

“No,” he finally said. “It’s okay. I mean, I suggested it, didnt I? It’s different in the day, plus…” Eddie looked your way, his hard stare softening, “Plus, there’s nothing we need to run from, is there?”

“No,” you agreed.

“Now, are you okay with being here?”

“With you? Always.”

“Oh shit,” he grinned, teasing you a bit, “You flatter me.”

You shied away, smiling against his shoulder.

Ahead, Steve was clapping. Seriously. The guy clapped his hands before putting them on his hips and calling out, “Come on, slackers! Skedaddle over!”

“Relax, Harrington!” Eddie called back, “We’ve got all day.”

Still, Steve was satisfied to see that both of you actually did speed it up a bit, bringing over everything.

The three of you placed your things around the picnic blanket. You had a beach bag, Eddie brought a literal basket with food inside, and a pack of beers. Steve had also brought along towels for himself and Eddie, and threw in extra clothes because even though Eddie insisted he wasn’t going in the water, Steve thought just in case.

“Did you both put on sunscreen?” Steve asked, on his knees as he looked through the picnic basket. He didn’t pull anything out yet; he was just getting a look at what Eddie brought, mentally rating it in his head.

“Nope,” you said.

“Absolutely not,” Eddie said.

Steve raised his gaze at both of you. “Mhm. Not surprised. Good thing papa Steve brought along plenty.”

“I see we’re talking in third person now,” Eddie commented with a grin, resting his back on the blanket. You saw the reflection of the trees and blue sky in the lenses of his glasses.

“Please don’t call yourself papa?” You added.

Eddie shook a finger in your general direction. “Nah, you see, I don’t hate that.”

Steve was smirking to himself, finding the sunblock he’d packed.

You took a spot beside Eddie, your bare legs enjoying the feel of the blanket. There wasn’t a breeze today, only the hot sun and the calm waves on the lake.

Steve had been closer to Eddie, shifting nearer and holding the sunblock. He leaned his head over Eddie’s and said, “Can you do it yourself or do you require assistance?”

Eddie reached up and pinched Steve’s cheek. “I was hoping you’d ask. Lather me up, sugar.”

Steve’s smile reached his eyes. He gently took off Eddie’s sunglasses so that he could put the lotion on his face.

Steve gently smoothed it over, starting at Eddie’s nose and then his cheeks in strokes and saying, “One of my babysitters when I was like, I don’t know, six? She told me to apply sunscreen to my face like a bunny.”

“I beg your pardon?” Eddie muttered, not wanting to move, and in awe of Steve’s close face.

“Put a bit on the nose first— see, you’re even doing the bunny nose scrunch thing.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yes you are! Then let me just make your little bunny whiskers, and bunny ears,” he applied some to Eddie’s forehead, “And beautiful!”

“Aren’t you supposed to rub it in?”

“Yeah, but I think you look kinda cute with your bunny nose.”

Eddie broke out of his little trance and started rubbing his nose himself, “Yeah, yeah.”

Steve sat up on his knees again, “Now up. Lemme get your back.”

“I have a shirt on.”

“But you still have skin exposed?”

“My hair covers it.”

Steve sighed and shook his head. “Why do you have to be difficult? Your shoulders are visible! You’re a pale guy! You’ll burn!”

“I don’t want to get up, I’m comfy.”

“Christ,” Steve huffed and Eddie only beamed.

You got involved by placing your fingers delicately on Eddie’s shoulder. Your nails snuck under the fabric on the sleeve, and you grazed the skin underneath his top. His eyes flickered your way in an instant.

“What if Steve puts on mine first?” You offer.

“So, we’re making deals like children, now?” Steve muttered to himself.

You tilted your head, glancing at Steve, “I think that’d help Eddie, don’t you, Stevie?”

Eddie wasn’t confirming nor denying. As far as you know, he was not going to let anyone put sunscreen on him, and he would harm his skin more than it needed to be. He just laid back, pushing his sunglasses back to their spot, and he smoked what was left of his cigarette.

“C‘mere,” Steve leaned back and gestured to the space beside him. You obliged of course, stepping over Eddie to get there.

With your back to Steve, you sat, and started undoing your top.

Because you really didn’t want some silence to go along with the stares you could feel on your skin, you asked, “You two going for a swim today? I think it’s too nice out not to.”

You felt Steve’s hand brush your shoulders, gently moving hair away from your neck as you dropped your shirt to the ground.

“Maybe,” he muttered. “You want me to?”

You took a peak at him over your shoulder, “I’d love it. But you don’t have to. I’m a big girl. I can handle floating alone.”

You went back to looking at the lake. Where you guys had found space, you were in a quiet area, far from other beach-goers. The lake hadn’t been as lively with people as it was last summer, considering what had just occurred here months before. Things like that reasonably gave a majority of people the heebie jeebies. And the public didn’t even know the half of it.

But out of spite, against all the shit the three of you went through, you couldn’t let beautiful places be ruined.

“Maybe I’ll eat first,” Steve declared. “A-and then, Yunno, they say you shouldn’t swim right after eating. Maybe it’s just not my day!”

Still lying down, Eddie asked, “Why do they even say that?”

“Actually, I don’t know?”

You heard the lotion being squished out onto Steve’s hand. Soon after, the cold of it tickled your back, and he started applying it properly.

Those hands of his were large enough to easily cover a lot of space rather quickly. He massaged the sunblock in, taking special care to your upper back and shoulders. It felt good, having his warm hands on you like that. So good that you let your eyes fall closed, and leaned into his touch.

He worked on your skin carefully, his fingers finding every exposed spot on your back. You hummed when he touched the back of your neck, and hummed again when his fingers glided over your shoulder. Both of his hands worked then, moving to your chest, fingers grazing your collarbones.

Then, he drew his hands back, but they didn’t go far. He tapped at your waist and demanded in a quiet voice, “Turn around.”

You got to your knees, shifting to face him.

Steves hands were back on you in an instant, the sunblock being spread over your chest first. Steve continued onto every exposed area even though you were perfectly capable of doing it yourself.

It was when he started applying sunblock to your thighs that you giggled. “Stevie, I can get it.”

“I know. But I want to.”

Your cheeks already felt warm, but his comment had you biting back a smile. Not knowing what to do with your hands, you decided to pick up the sunscreen bottle that rested on his lap. He paid no mind at first until you applied a little onto your hand, and brought your fingers to his face.

Steve’s nose scrunched but he was smiling. His eyes found yours, the brown looking light and sparkling with the sun. “Hey.”

“Little bunny,” you told him, dabbing some on his noses and then covering his cheeks the same way he’d done to Eddie. “Adorable.”

Steve seemed to have completed his work on you for now, and both his hands rested on your waist. “I hate to break it to you but I already put sunscreen on.”

“You can never be too safe,” you shrugged. You gently massaged it into his face, aware that he was watching your eyes the entire time.

You were aware that Eddie was also very much watching the entire interaction. Even though he had his sunglasses on, his curious eyes followed you.

“There,” you said softly as the sunscreen was rubbed in properly on his face, leaving behind just a glimmering warmth to Steve’s skin. “All done.”

“Thank you, bunny,” he let out just as gently, without giving it a second though.

You pressed your lips together and hummed. Your eyes fell to his lips. You realized you were a lot closer to each other than you’d thought. Steve’s tongue darted out to lick his lips.

There was a hand that started touching your upper thigh, and it took you a moment to realize it was Eddie’s. His fingers rubbed into the plush skin for just a moment before he rested a little lower. “Missed a spot,” he said casually. His hand didn’t leave your leg.

Steve eyed Eddie’s hand, locked on your sweet thighs. So much of you was bared to both of them, and they were getting tired of holding back from soaking you in.

Steve then moved away, sitting up on the towel, leaning back on his palms. “Eddie?”

Eddie’s hand was just above the knee, but felt burning hot anyway. It was the way he held you firmly, fingers not shy, and the way you could feel him stare from behind his dark shades. “Steve?” He said low.

“Sit up. Let me put on your sunscreen.”

Eddie groaned, “Fine.”

Steve smirked, watching Eddie sit up. You sat to the side, missing Eddie’s hand as he moved.

Eddie wasn’t hesitant with Steve, he just hadn’t had his skin so bare since everything happened, and it was new to him to have someone see this up close. But he trusted you, and he trusted Steve. The sun lotion squirted onto Steve’s hand, but he touched Eddie’s shoulder with his dry hand first. You noticed the subtle way Eddie jumped at the touch, but quickly eased up.

“I’m going to start on your arm, okay?”

Eddie mumbled a “sure,” and embraced Steve’s hands, gliding across his skin.

The process was sweet to watch. Eddie was growing comfortable, and Steve’s fingers spread on every inch of skin, gentle and smooth. He inched to his shoulders, fingers peaking under the fabric of Eddie’s top. Steve did his best to go around, wanting Eddie’s neck covered. Eddie had never let him touch him there. No one had, in this new body of his.

But it was Steve. And you were you.

“Is this a good time to tell you I’m nervous?” Eddie broke the silence, cutting through the sound of the lake’s current.

Steve didn’t falter. “About?”

“This. All of it.” Eddie huffed out a laugh that didn’t hold much humour.

“Us?” Steve said, and it was like a first verbal acknowledgment mdent that there was an us you all shared. He didn’t stop his hands though. He didn’t want Eddie to think he needed to shy away.

“A little. But I trust you. Both of you.”

Steve had been finishing up Eddie’s other arm, and he tried to grasp what Eddie was saying. Setting aside the lotion for a moment, Steve leaned and pressed a kiss to Eddie’s shoulder.

Surprising you, Eddie’s hand found your thigh again. Your eyes found his, but his quickly fluttered closed when Steve gave a second kiss against the nook of Eddie’s neck.

“Can we try to get in the water?” Eddie said airily.

“Can I take this off then?” Steve tugged lightly at the fabric of Eddie’s tank top. “You don’t have to, but I think I’d like it if you did.”

Eddie smirked, joking away his insecurities. “You think you’d like it, huh?”

“Shut up,” Steve kissed his shoulder again, jusy longer this time.

“You’ll finish getting all this sunscreen on me, big boy?”

“If you’ll have me.”

Eddie pulled aside so that he could glance at Steve. “You’re such a sucker. Steve Harrington. My oh my.”

Steve rolled his eyes but smiled sheepishly. “Yeah, yeah. Take your top off.”

“So demanding,” Eddie clicked his tongue. Still, despite his teasing tone, his hands fiddled with the hem of his top.

You scooted over, your hand placing over one of his. You hadn’t noticed the slight shake. Wordlessly, you were an offering hand that he accepted. He helped you lift his shirt above his stomach, over his shoulder, then off his head.

Steve licked his lips. He grabbed the lotion.

Eddie watched you watch him. He wanted to shy away but let it happen. He let you happen.

You remembered the way his body was torn up before. You expected it to look painful and raw, but you didn’t expect to be so in awe of it all.

One of the toughest spots was by his bellybutton, and the other on the left of his chest. Still red and harsh, under healing skin. But he had his freckles, he had the ridges where his body flexed under the skin. It was all him. He wasn’t someone to shy away from.

“Can I?” Steve asked, gesturing to the lotion.

“Yes.”

Steve delicately applied to Eddie’s back first, then his torso, which felt more intimate somehow.

You let them have the moment, choosing to stand up instead. You stretched out your body, secretly enjoying the way the two of them couldn’t help their wandering eyes.

“Now, where are you going?” Eddie asked.

“To take a dip. Come over when you’re ready, lover boys.”

You heard Steve chuckle, but you were already stepping to the lake.

The sun somehow already felt warmer against your skin than it had when you all arrived. It hadn’t even been that long, but it was like summer was giving you a hug, saying it’s hello’s.

You kicked your sandals aside, stepping cautiously on the rough sand. A few steps, and you dipped your toes in the water. It was refreshing and gave you a shiver. The excitement of it all killed you. Things would be okay after everything that happened. Things were already okay.

Steve and Eddie eventually joined you, the two of them close at each other’s side. You turned, glancing at both of them.

“Gimme a sec,” Eddie said. He stood back a bit, brows furrowed at the shoreline. He watched each rise and fall, staring at it as though the pattern would change and everything was ruined.

You let him have the space he needed. You found Steve’s gaze.

You extended your hand to him, “Come in. It’s not too bad.”

Steve scrunched his nose, not quite believing you but grabbing your hand anyways. He stepped forward, following your lead. A hiss left his lips from the temperature change before he adjusted. “Not too bad?”

“You’re so dramatic,” you giggled, bringing him in more.

He squeaked your name when he followed in to his ankles. Then his shins. Then above his knees. His shoulders were tense, but as he kicked his legs around he relaxed.

“Yeah?” You raised a brow.

He hummed. “Okay, this is nice.”

“Yes.”

He gave your hand a squeeze. “I think it’s refreshing.”

While you two had this moment, you hadn’t realized that Eddie had inched forward on his own. He hadn’t waited for you; he wanted to take this step without the help.

He also made a noise as his toes touched the water. You and Steve watched for a moment. Steve walked in deeper, the ends of his fingers grazing the water. He soon started to splash around. The water hit your body causing you to giggle and kick water his way.

“I—“ Eddie’s voice caught in his throat as he looked down at the water enveloping his feet. It tickled at his ankles, and Eddie tucked some hair behind his ear. “I don’t want to go further.”

“That’s cool,” Steve shrugged with a little smile on his face. “This is as far as you need. You can officially say you went in the lake.”

Eddie cracked a smile. A tinge in his eye looked like he was proud of himself. It wasn’t in him to admit that though.

You stepped up beside him and touched your hand against his waist. “Eddie?”

“Hm?” He faced you fully. With your touch, he subconsciously stepped closer to you, facing the shore. He felt a flutter in his stomach as you wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, his feet only feeling the edge of the water.

“Summer looks good on you.”

He gave you a bit of a lopsided grin. “And what does that entail exactly? Do tell.”

“The sun makes ya all sweaty and stuff,” you grinned wide as his hands moved to your hips. “It’s hot.”

“Something is seriously wrong with you.”

He tickled your sides a bit causing you to laugh, stepping even closer to him. The water tickled your toes as you stood taller. Through a smile, you leaned in to him. His skin was sweaty and warm, sure, and you had never seen him so— “You’re kinda beautiful, Yunno?” You told him, your thoughts spitting out.

“You’re beautiful,” he said back, his voice breathier than before.

Your nose nudged his. His fingers dipped against your skin. And then you kissed him. Safe and warm, and all that you hoped this summer would be.

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cicimunson · 2 years

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Bite Me

Chapter Summary: You return from the Upside Down after the bat attack. Eddie and Steve are acting strangely.

(Author’s Note: I know Eddie didn’t get bit when they were in the Upside Down the first time but for the sake of this fic, he did.)

Characters/Pairings: Steve Harrington x Female Reader x Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler

Word Count: 1.3k+

Warnings: Steve is injured, Eddie is bitten, and the smut comes hard and fast, just like the boys do. Basically PwP.

You hit the bed and wince, grabbing Robin’s hands to pull yourself up.

“Everyone okay? Everyone good?” You ask, looking around.

Steve leans against the counter and slumps. “I’m doing great, thanks for asking.”

You see blood seeping through the wrap Nancy had put together to cover his bat bites and gasp.

“Shit, Steve. Eddie, do you have any first aid supplies?”

He nods. “In the bathroom. My uncle gets hurt at the plant sometimes.”

You tug Steve into the bathroom. “Sit on the counter.”

He winces but does as you say. You start running warm water in the sink and tug at the vest. “Slip this off.” You urge him, then start unwrapping the bandages Nancy had rigged up.

“Fuck. This hurts.” He grunts.

“I’m sorry. I’ll try my best to be gentle.”

Eddie sticks his head in the door. “Nancy is taking Robin home and going to check on the kids.”

You start washing Steve’s wounds. He grips your shoulder and groans.

“You good, Harrington?” Eddie asks, looking worried.

“Yeah, man. I’m fine.”

He nods but doesn’t look convinced as he leaves the bathroom.

You slowly and methodically clean his wounds, trying as best you can not to hurt him.

Steve is panting and moaning above you.

“I’m sorry, sweetie. I swear I’m trying to be gentle.”

“It’s not that.” He rasps. “Something is wrong.”

You look up at him. He’s sweaty and breathing hard, practically writhing under your touch.

“Steve, what’s wrong?”

He grabs you and kisses you roughly, not wasting any time to push his tongue in your mouth.

You pull away. “Whoa, Steve, what’s going on?”

“Please. I’m burning up. I just need…fuck.” He pulls out his cock and starts stroking it.

He’s never acted like this before. Could…could this be from the bat bites? Is that even possible? Fuck, I can’t think straight when he’s jerking off in front of me. He’s so hot like this.

He kisses you again and you don’t pull away this time. Your hands lace through his hair and he groans, still pumping his cock furiously.

“Steve, I feel like I’m taking advantage of you. I think those bat bites did something.”

He grabs your hand and places it on his dick. “I don’t care. I don’t care. Please. I need it. Please.” He whimpers.

He’s burning up. You can feel the heat radiating off his body.

What if he doesn’t get what he needs? Will he get worse? I don’t know what to do.

You make a decision and start stroking his cock. He pants and shamelessly fucks your hand, his hips snapping back and forth as he whines.

“Guys…”

Eddie appears in the doorway, gasping. “Something’s not right.”

He doesn’t seem to notice you jerking off Steve, or if he does, he doesn’t care.

“Fuck, Eddie, did you get bit?”

“I don’t know. I just need…fuck, I’m so hot. Why is it so hot?” He yanks off his jacket and stumbles towards you, burying his face in your neck.

“Eddie…”

He snatches your shirt over your head. You gasp as he bites down hard on your nipple, his other hand coming up to cup your tit.

Fuck, there’s a bite on his hand.

“Goddamn, look at her tits.” Steve grunts.

Eddie kisses down your body quickly, unbuttoning your jeans and shoving them to the floor with your underwear. He bends you over and slides two fingers inside you without warning.

“Oh, fuck.” You moan. “Fuck, Eddie.”

Your face is right above Steve’s cock. He grabs you and shoves your mouth down on him.

“Suck it, please, suck it.” He pleads.

He bobs your head up and down on his cock, fucking your throat.

You hear Eddie unbuttoning his jeans. He lines himself up and pushes inside you, letting out a string of curse words.

Jesus fucking Christ.

He starts slamming into you, hard and fast. Every thrust pushes your mouth further down on Steve’s cock. You fight against your gag reflex, taking as much of him as you can.

Eddie grips your hips so tightly that you wince, knowing they’ll be bruises tomorrow. His hips bones slam into your ass over and over.

Steve starts moaning and thrashing, grabbing your head and holding it still as he shoots his load down your throat. You swallow it and he releases you, slumping on the counter and whimpering.

Eddie pulls you down to the floor. You brace yourself on your hands and knees, feeling your pussy clench around his cock as you moan.

“Fuck, Eddie, don’t stop.”

He speeds up, still squeezing your hips. Your muscles tighten and contract, and you almost lose your balance as you come, Eddie grabbing your hair with one hand to keep you upright.

He’s whining and spitting out every curse word he knows in between whimpering and hard breaths. He goes even faster, his thrusts getting sloppy and frantic.

He cums hard, slumping over your back and crying out.

“Jesus.” You mumble. You drop to the floor and Eddie follows, resting beside you on the cold tile. You reach up and tug on Steve’s leg and he slides off the counter to lay beside you.

The room is filled with ragged breaths and panting as you all slowly catch your breath. No one says anything.

“Did…did that just happen?” Eddie finally pipes up.

Steve chuckles. “Yeah. We just rocked Y/N’s world.”

You slap his chest playfully. “Shut up.”

“I don’t know man,” Eddie laughs. “My world feels pretty rocked right now.”

“No kidding.” Steve agrees. “Where’d you learn to suck dick like that?”

You sit up. “I am not answering that. You two are disgusting.”

Eddie helps you with your shirt and to your surprise, he kneels and tugs up your underwear, planting a kiss on your belly.

Steve gets up and tucks himself back in his jeans.

“Steve, back on the counter. I’ve got to finish cleaning up those wounds.”

“Any excuse to touch me again, hmm?” He teases.

Eddie snorts.

“How can you two act so casual when five minutes ago we were all railing each other?” You ask.

Steve shrugs. “I mean, it’s not a big deal. It was obviously the bites. They made us like, horn dogs or whatever.”

Eddie nods. “It’s nothing we could help.”

You can’t argue with that. “I guess so. But this stays between us, you understand? No one else ever knows.”

“Deal.” Steve agrees.

“Deal.” Eddie echoes.

You finish tending to Steve’s wounds and turn to Eddie. “Let me clean that bite on your hand.”

“Yeah, sure. I didn’t even realize I’d been bitten at first.”

“So macho.” Steve rolls his eyes.

You wash his hand and bandage it.

“Someone should probably call Nancy and see what’s going on with the kids.”

Steve disappears down the hall. You and Eddie stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

“You know, the bite might have had something to do with me acting on it, but I’ve always thought you were hot.”

You stare at him, surprised. “Really?”

“Oh, yeah. So has Steve. We were talking about it in the Upside Down.”

“What?”

“I mean, it was nothing major. You girls were walking in front of us and I was staring at your ass. I noticed Steve was staring, too. I said you were hot and he said yeah, you were sexy as hell.”

You blush. “We were in the Upside Down facing down death and you two were talking about my ass?”

He shrugs. “We’re guys. It’s what we do.”

Steve sticks his head back in the door. “The kids are still at the Sinclairs. They’re fine.”

“Thank God.”

Steve notices your flushed cheeks. “What were you two talking about?”

“How hot Y/N is.” Eddie answers, grinning mischievously.

“Oh God Eddie, shut up.” You shove him.

Steve chuckles. “I mean…”

“You two are idiots.”

Steve pulls you to him and hugs you.

Eddie comes up behind you and hugs you too.

“For real though, thank you for taking care of us.” Steve smiles down at you. “You’re the best.”

You grin back up at him. “You’re welcome, guys. Now, let go of me.”

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sweet-villain · 1 year

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Betrayal Of A Lover~ Steddie

@alienthings asked:

Okay I have idea for Steddie x reader (I don’t know if you doing reader) but anyways- I can’t believe I’m going to say this but it need angst and small fluff at the end, maybe or no. But when Steve and Reader find out that Eddie cheat on them, got big arguments, broke up with him or everyone broke up. I don’t know how fluff works at the end 😬

Angst, Mention Of Cheating

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You thought happiness was something that s someone like you deserved it coming from a home life that you had. It wasn’t until you met the two people that have changed your life for the better or as you thought.

You never thought you’d fall for more than two people and those people you put all your trust into.

It wasn’t that you didn’t believe in love, but there was a time when you thought everything fell in place.

Here you were sitting in the bar with your arms folded at the Hide Out staring at the empty glass sat on the counter with tears streaming down your cheeks.

Your heart broken into pieces after the events of today. You didn’t know where you could go until your legs took you to the Hide Out where you needed to feel that burning sensation of the bourbon you craved.

You remember your hands shaking, heart crashing to the ground with the sight that you walked into. You felt so betrayed and unwanted by one of your lovers. Ex lovers now.

You forgot what it was like to breathe and let yourself think as that image replayed in your head over and over and again and again. It was like a cold breeze slipped into your body and pulled everything so tight that you forgot what it’s like to feel.

“ It’s not what this is” he spoke as he watched you stand there with tears streaming down your cheeks, with your mouth dry as a Sahara desert and your hands shaking in disbelief. You tried to speak out the words you wanted to say to him.

The names that he deserved to hear. But nothing, not even a whisper of his name came slipping from your mouth. He gathered up his pants up and zipped them up as he tried to make his way over to you.

Those brown doe eyes that you adored so much looking into have filled with begging for forgiveness as his hands reached out to take to your hands in his.

“ I’m sorry” he says like it was meant to mean something. Those words mean nothing to you as he tries to hold you in his arms. But those arms are empty now.

The feeling of your chest squeezing. The bitter taste on your tongue lets you know he’s not the same person as you know and love anymore.

You lost all the feeling in your fingers as his own tried to grasp them and hold them.

The warmth in his hands and the feeling his rings in between your fingers are nothing, not anymore. You don’t look at him the same anymore. Instead he’s looking at a broken mirror that he’s not able to put back together with glue.

He can’t do anything as the other woman slips past you adjusting her dress as she sends you an apologetic look. You let her slip past, staring at the man that you thought showed you what real love is suppose to feel like. But, then there is the other part.

Your other lover, he has no idea what has been done.

The sadness in your eyes and the shock when you find him at work lets him know something is terribly wrong. You face him with tears and heart break as the words slip through your lips.

You watch as heart break fills his own brown eyes and he had to catch himself with the grip on the counter as he shakes his head in disbelief.

“ No, you’re wrong. He wouldn’t” He shakes his head once more as he doesn’t believe you.

Steve stands heart broken at your words and there is so much more heart break written your face that scares him. He’s given his heart to him, and to you and now he stands there listening to your words and to the image you let slip through your lips as you tell him. The words cut through him like a deep knife and sends an unwanted shiver.

“ He loves us” Steve says like it means anything anymore. It doesn’t mean anything to you anymore as you tried to make him understand that your not longer feeling the love and want in those leather jacket arms.

“ He’s not like that” Steve is in denial that Eddie would do such a thing and break both your hearts.

“ He promised” Steve reassured you of the promise that Eddie has made when the three of you got together. “ He wanted us to be happy” Steve keeps saying.

But the words mean nothing to you anymore. You stand before him like a broken record and nod knowing he’s in denial when you can’t even grasp the words that Eddie cheated on you with another women. Not just you. But with Steve.

Instead of continue to talking to Steve about all of this, you are running out the door with your name being called as your face is hit with harsh wind and you clasped your jacket tighter around you as your lungs burn with fire.

The fresh hot tears streaming down your cheeks keep coming like waterfalls. You are gasping for air as you reach the familiar Hide Out where you’d watch many performances by Eddie and hang out with your friends in one of the booths.

The doors feel so familiar underneath your hands as you grasp the knob and throwing it open.

The place is slightly deserted with only two other drunks in there and the bartenders cleaning up glasses.

The bartenders head snaps towards your direction and a smile lights up on their faces but it drops when they notice the tears in your eyes and the heart break look on your face.

They sigh as they pour your favorite drink in the glass and tap on top of the counter letting you know to sit by the bar.

No other words were exchanged as you sat on the familiar soft cushion chair and grasped the glass filled with bourbon that filled your throat in one go. It’s not exactly what you needed in that moment but you let it fill you with embrace.

“ You’re going to be okay” the bartender informs you as the words are suppose to heal you in a sense but your eyes let them know that you don’t want to be bothered.

You wanted to be alone and they tapped the top as if letting you know they are around if needed. They knew you really well as you came to support your boyfriend during his performance and they knew you to hang around your other friends.

They knew you were funny one, you liked to laugh and smile and now that vanished. It let the bartender know there was something wrong and the glass they filled is suppose to help.

The sound of the doors and the gush of wind embracing your back lets you know that someone has walked into the bar. You don’t dare to look at who did. It didn’t matter right now.

The chair besides you dipped and slide from underneath the bar as someone sat down besides you. The scent hit you straight away and you knew who it was from it.

You didn’t want him to come and find you here after what he did. You had nothing to say to him and let him have your bleeding heart.

“ You scared me when you ran off like that” he says as he speaks up. You can feel his eyes on you and begging you to look at him. He wants to see the damage in your eyes that he’s done.

He wants you to scream at him. He wants you to say something to him. He wants some attention from you.

He has a feeling you already told Steve on what he did because when he went to look for Steve at work, Steve wasn’t there anymore.

“ Please” he begs you with a hand on your shoulder. The hand doesn’t feel like it belongs there anymore. You shook it off with disgust as your eyes turned to look at him.

His own eyes are brim with tears and they are red from crying.

His cheeks are red from the cold that he spend walking in hopes to finding you. This was the third place he looked in hopes of finding you and his heart raced when he spotted you sitting by the bar with an empty glass.

“ I know what I did was uncalled for, but I just want you to talk to me. How can I fix this?” He asks with deep sorrow in his voice and eyes. You couldn’t help but chuckle. But it wasn’t a friendly chuckle.

“ There is nothing to fix” his shoulder slugged as he shook his head not wanting to hear those words.

“ I’m an idiot. I’m an asshole, I don’t deserve you but please don’t throw me out of your life. I love you” those three words sends a big knife through your heart as betrayal. Your broken hearing him speak those words like they were meant to fall out of his mouth.

“ Love? You don’t love me, Eddie. You don’t know anything about love” He winces at your tone. You stand up from the stool in hopes he would leave you alone. But, he doesn’t. He stand with you as he says, “ Where are you going?” He asks with worry.

It hurts him to know that your walking away from this all. For one mistake that he’s done.

“ I didn’t know what I was thinking” he says. “ It was a bliss of a moment, it’s stupid. I’m stupid” he says. He follows you to the door feeling the brisk of the wind as it embraces the both of you.

“ You’re right, you’re so stupid for breaking my heart. But you chose to do what you have done. You’ve broken me and you’re not forgiven” you tell him as you face him standing outside with anger in your eyes.

A door to a car slams shut as your other boyfriend steps out of the car with worry in his tone as he runs up to the both of you.

“ There you two are, I have been looking all over for you both” he says. You scoff and waved your arms around.

“ Well, you found us. Here we are” you mumble. Eddie looks over to him and gives him the puppy dog eyes as if he’s going to be on his side.

Steve asks Eddie if what you have told Steve was he truth and Eddie’s silence lets Steve know the truth behind your words. Steve’s own heart breaks as he shakes his head.

“ You promised” Steve’s voice cracks. “ You told us you loved us” Eddie nods.

“ I do, I love you. I love you Steve. I love you Y/N” he says as he takes Steve’s hand in his own but Steve doesn’t let him as he steps back with his tears in his eyes.

He swallows the lump in his throat.

“ I-I can’t…” he says. “ You can’t just say that after what you’ve done. You broken both our hearts, our trust and how are we suppose to come from this?” Steve asks. “ Why?” His voice cracks as he needs to know the answer of the betrayal.

“ I-I don’t know” Eddie says. “ It was a bliss of the moment” you chuckle.

“ That’s such a lie and you know it. We’re just not enough for you, is that it?” You asked, pushing at Eddie’s chest.

He stumbles back with his own hurt in his eyes as he shake his head.

“ You’re more than enough, it was a stupid mistake and I want to fix it”

“ There is no fixing this, Munson” you tell him. “ I am done with, with this”

“ You’re done with me too?” Steve asks in disbelief.

“ No, not with you. I’m still yours Stevie” you let him know, “ but right now I’m not okay standing here having my heart broken over someone I thought I loved, thought I trusted and thought I’d be with a long time”

“ Please Y/N” Eddie begs you as he takes your hands in his but you slip past him, past Steve heading down the road you came from.

“ Y/N I love you! I didn’t mean it!” Eddie shouts as he sobs and stomps on the ground.

He looks at Steve for help but Steve is looking at the ground.

He’s heart broken as you are but understand that you need your time. You will come to him if you need him. The both of you need time away from this.

Away from Eddie who’s ddepretly trying to mend things with words.

“ Come back…” Eddie’s voice cracks as his legs wobble and he falls to the ground in sobs. He doesn’t know how to fix it.

“ Please don’t leave me, too Stevie” the nickname slipping from Eddie’s lips sends a crack through Steve’s heart.

“ I thought you were different, I thought you loved me, too” Steve says. “ You betrayed that love, Eddie and there is no going back it” Steve says as he turns around making his way over to his car.

He slide into the driver seat watching as Eddie sits on the ground crying his heart out. It was going to take some time to heal through things, but this was a mistake he wasn’t sure Eddie could mend.

It took you almost a week to find Steve again and reassure him your still his and you still love him the same way as you always did.

“ How are you holding up?” He asks as you stand across from him as he stands at work but he’s paying attention to your body language. Your still playing with the necklace around your neck the both of them got you for your birthday.

It was a nervous habit you do when you play with it. Some strands of hair had stuck out of place meaning you were stressing over within the week and he saw the mascara stains on your cheeks that you had wiped away that no one could see.

But he knew you’d wipe them away so he wouldn’t have to worry. He saw the wrinkles on the bottom of your shirt meaning that you had thrown your clothes into a bundle in the room.

He notices the chipped nail polish on your hands meaning you aren’t really bothered by your appearance as much anymore.

He notices that your shoes are muddier meaning you were going on your own adventures and probably coming home later that usually. You don’t live with the both of them anymore, moving back in with your mom after Eddie cheated on you and Steve.

It was different than what you were used to by waking up hearing the sound of your boyfriends voices to meet with your mothers now. It felt odd coming home to her instead of your boys.

" I’ve been okay” he knows it’s a lie because you aren’t looking at him in the face when your talking to him anymore.

His hand reaches of yours to take and interlaces your fingers through his. It doesn’t feel new or anything like that but nice. His hand feels different than Eddie’s in yours.

It fills you with warmth and love that he has for you. You can clearly see it on his face when you take a glance that he’s still shows he’s there for you and willing to listen when your ready.

You were the one that found out that Eddie cheated and he knows you replay that image in your head. He doesn’t blame you for the way you spoke to Eddie when your heart fell into million of pieces.

“ You know it’s okay to talk about it?” You nodded your head. But you don’t tell him that you aren’t ready or anything like that.

Steve feels the same heart break you did because Eddie betrayed his love too. You haven’t spoken or seen Eddie since the last time you saw him. But he has stopped by your house, greeting your mother asking her if she let him in to speak to you.

She didn’t, she respected when you told her to keep him away from you and didn’t question anything about it.

Eddie brought you flowers every day of the week and leaving them by the front porch.

He’d even brought you yesterday your favorite meal from your favorite place where you two would eat at and bring Steve some too when he’s working.

“ He hurt both of us” you nodded again, not letting your voice speak. You are afraid if you do then, you’d cry right in front of Steve and you didn’t want to feel vulnerable at the moment.

You wanted to be okay but that still was going to take time. Time heals as people say.

The door the Steve’s job open and there he stood with his head down, but his eyes kept glancing up as fingers twitched at the sight of both of you in the same room.

He went to one side of the room looking for what he needed while you and Steve followed him.

Eddie felt your eyes on the back of his head as he searched for what he needed. But he stood in that section a good ten minute nervously biting the inside of his cheek as his fingers itched for the item in front of him.

You looked towards to Steve to see if he was going to do his job and walk over to help him.

But Steve didn’t move an inch as he looked over at you to see if you were going to go talk to him.

When the both of you didn’t make any movements, you heard a deep sigh from Eddie as he picked the item he needed and made his way to the counter.

He slide it across the counter for Steve to scan it and clock it in. You can smell the rain off of Eddie mixed with his cigarettes as he stood there shifting from one foot to the other.

Everything was silence only some tapping from Steve as he locked in the item that Eddie was taking out. You dug your nails into your palms feeling your heart hammering against your chest as you eyed Eddie.

His hair was a mess of curls looking like he hasn’t picked up a brush in days. His eyes were casted down on the ground as he waited.

“ $5.75” Steve says. Those were the only words that Steve had spoke to Eddie since the whole situation that had happened.

Eddie slide his hands into his pockets of his vest and takes out some dollars bills that are scrunched up.

In his other hand he has some change which he is struggling to count, not because he doesn’t know how to count but because you and Steve were right there in front of him.

He felt his chest tightened as your scent hits his nose.

He missed it so much as much as he missed you. He could feel Steve waiting for him with his palm out to give him the change he is waiting for.

When Eddie still is struggling to count, he gasps a little feeling your fingertips against his hand as you help him count. You take the change off his palm and hand it to Steve but it’s the little action that makes his heart race.

The edges of his smile itch to make a smile on his face but when he meets your eyes, his face falls seeing the dried mascara stains on your cheek and there is still the heart break in your eyes.

He takes in the outfit you’ve chosen for the day not missing the wrinkles on the edge of the shirt.

He takes notices of every little detail too that’s off about you.

He hands the rest of the bills to Steve and there is a small lingering touch which makes Steve pause as he misses it and he’s biting the inside of his cheek as he looks at Eddie.

The two of them keep staring at each other until you break the silence.

“ You have another customer, Stevie” Steve breaks his thoughts as he looks over to where your looking.

Eddie frowns wishing Steve would look back at him and say something to him. As Steve puts the money in and walks away from the counter to attend to the customer leaving you and Eddie on your own.

“ How are you?” Eddie tries to make conversation and you give a look as if it’s really the question he’s asking.

You scoff at the mere sight of him standing there and he nods as he understand that you don’t want him here.

“ I’m sorry and I won’t stop apologizing until the day comes that you forgive me” he says. “ Here” he puts down on the counter as he reaches inside the pocket of his vest a familiar guitar pick. It has your initials on it with his and Steve too.

One of the gifts you’ve given him for his birthday. He absolutely loved it.

“ I don’t deserve to have this, you take it until you know I deserve to be back in your life” the guitar pick grabs your attention as he puts it there letting his fingers linger a moment before he makes his leave.

Steve pauses helping the customer too watching your reaction and is confused at what your looking at.

Eddie nods at him as he passes him to the door with the item in his hand he was looking for. One the customer leaves leaving you and Steve alone again.

“ What did he put?” Steve asks making his way over to where he originally stood. His eyes catches the guitar pick on the counter and his heart sinks knowing you were the one who personalized it and given to Eddie.

“ Do you think there will be a time you’ll forgive him?” He asks. You don’t pick up the guitar pick as you look over to Steve with shrug, “ It’s too soon to tell, what he did was really hurtful. I loved him, he betrayed that love and I’m not sure if he deserves it yet”

Steve nods.

“ Do you still love me?” Steve asks leaning his elbows on the counter as his head tilts.

Steve has changed over the years growing out a bit of stubble but it’s much noticeable now than before. Eddie had a beard that he had going on while your hair out grew.

You all aged wonderfully and it was doing you the three good.

“ I always will, Stevie” he gently smile as he grabs your hand in his and give you a small squeeze.

“ I love you too, honey” he reaches out his hand and brushes your hair behind your ear.

“ We can do this together” you scrunch up your eyebrows in confusion on what he means.

“ Healing, giving time to all that happened and just enjoying being together. Maybe in time, we won’t need him. We only will need each other”

“Each other” you nodded your head giving him a soft smile.

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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Part 1

Here is part 2!!! I hope you guys like it and it was worth waiting for. Thank you for all the love and support on part 1 🥹 it means the world. Enjoy :) never proofread

Steve and Eddie raced to the school, anxiety in their veins as Eddie parked the van. Both boys ran into the building, following the sounds of screaming and cheering.

Steve pushed through the huge crowd, arms immediately wrapping around Y/N's body. Yanking her frame off of Jason, who is on the floor groaning in pain.

"STOP. STOP" Steve screamed, trying to keep his grip tight as she wiggled and squirmed to get out of his touch.

Eddie raced behind, going for Jason instead. Y/N doesn't fight unless she's provoked and he had a good idea Jason started it.

But Eddie's attention on Jason got caught short, hearing Steve Y/N's name as she marched down the hall.

Steve didn't waste a second running after her. He let her walk away once, and he didn't want to do it again.

"Please, just stop" Steve pleaded, hand reaching out to grasp her elbow.

She hated that she melted once he touched her. She was mad at Eddie, but Steve hurt her too.

"what Steve? Now you want to talk?" She spat out, turning around to face him. Cradling her own elbow out of his touch.

"I'm sorry, I never should have let you walk away without listening to you first. You deserve to have the opportunity to explain." Steve confessed. He watched her closely. Her eyes were blocked off from any emotion. And her lips were turned down into a frown.

"no, I don't deserve to explain myself, I deserve to have my boyfriends trust me enough to not even think twice about a rumor like that. I also deserve to be treated as my person. Not a shell of the people who hurt both of you in past moments. I'm not Nancy, and I'm not whoever the fuck Eddie thought I was. I'm me, and you both didn't trust her. Fuck both of you. You followed behind Eddie's lead like a fucking dog. Don't you think for yourself, Steve? It's pretty clear where I stand compared to Eddie. " She said harshly, turning back around and marching out of the school.

Steve took the hit, he deserved it. He was a grown man and he should have thought for himself. He knew he was going to hurt her and he did it for Eddie's sake. He was supposed to treat both his partners fairly, and he just put one higher than the other.

Eddie didn't waste much time with Jason. Spat out to leave them alone and followed the direction where Steve went.

Eddie found him alone in the hallway. Shoulders dropped, and Eddie assumed the conversation didn't go well.

"she still pissed?" Eddie asked, arm wrapping around Steve from behind. Steve shrugged him off and created space between the two.

"just don't touch me." Steve sighed, turning to face Eddie. Watching Eddie's face drop.

"what? What did I do?" Eddie scoffed

"We should have been better. And I should have thought for myself. With everything in me, I don't believe she cheated, and I should have told her that. I followed you and I lost her. And seeing this heartless monster you've been, I think I lost you too. If you believe she did it, that's for you to deal with. But I'm not following you anymore." Steve confessed, giving Eddie a small smile and turning to walk out of the school.

Eddie's insecurities cost him both partners. And now it's on him to fix everything.

He always wanted to protect both of his partners, and he's the bad guy who tore it all up.

Eddie wasn't sure how Steve got home, but once Eddie made it in his trailer, he felt alone. He spent night after night in Steve's apartment, never returning home. He went into his bedroom, throwing himself face-first on his mattress.

He wanted to fix things altogether, he didn't want to talk to Y/N and Steve separately. If he was going, to be honest, and break down into pieces, he only wanted to do it once.

Many phone calls later, Eddie got Y/N to answer. Most of his calls were answered with a scoff and the slamming of the phone hitting the wall. He barely could get a word each time. But this wasn't the time to give up. Once he finally got her to stay on the line longer than two seconds, he asked her to come over to talk.

And it wasn't easy. She was stubborn and still pissed off. Calling him every name in the book, dragging his name up and down the block, before finally sighing and saying "Be there in ten."

Eddie knew convincing Steve to come over would be easy, all he had to do was mention he has Y/N on the way over.

The room was silent, and all three of them were uncomfortable. Y/N couldn't look at either of them, keeping her hands in her lap. Steve kept his eyes on Y/N, silently pleading she'll look up. And Eddie kept his eyes on the floor, stomach twisting in knots.

They were in this position all because of Eddie, and he knew that. All the blame rested on his shoulders and his shoulders alone.

"I want to start by thanking both of you for coming and hearing me out." Eddie sighed in one breath. The anxiety filled his stomach.

"yeah, I think it's a nice option to have a chance to explain yourself, but that's not for everyone." Y/N threw out the side remark. Rolling her eyes as she finally looked up at Eddie.

"I'm sorry for everything. Y/N, I'm sorry for attacking you right away, not letting you explain yourself, and turning Steve against you.....I know what I did was so wrong. Deep down I knew I was fucking everything up but I couldn't stop myself. " Eddie voiced out. His eyes connected with Y/N's.

"Eddie, I just don't understand why it was so easy to believe I cheated on you guys. I've been loyal, supportive, and understanding of both of you! I would have believed you guys over anyone. But knowing you chose to believe random high schoolers over your girlfriend is fucked up. And I deserve a real explanation for that. I don't care if you knew you were wrong, it's the fact you continued to be an ass to me. I'm also disgusted by the fact you saw me as someone seeking to hurt Steve and that you felt the need to protect him. Protect him from his girlfriend? That's low." Y/N didn't plan to hold anything back. She spent night after night having her thoughts brewing over and over.

"you deserve an explanation. I need to be honest with both of you and myself. I acted out of insecurity and fear. I....heard the rumor and my first thought was I cannot let anyone know this would hurt me. It's fucked up, and I picked my pride over being vulnerable. I wanted to show I could be unaffected. That the relationship between you and I isn't what I depend on to be happy. But it is, and it's fucked up of me to find that embarrassing to admit. Because it's not. You and Steve make me so fucking happy and show me what love is about. I took all that for granted and tossed it aside like it wouldn't mean anything to me. Neither of you deserved that, and Y/N you didn't deserve to be treated like that. " Eddie took a deep breath before continuing.

"I also want to apologize to Steve, I wanted to protect you but all I did was hurt, everyone. I should have been mature and brought the topic up in a controlled way. I shouldn't have thrown it out in a fit of anger and I shouldn't have turned you against her before she even got home. I was wrong and I was wrong to both of you. I know I don't deserve another chance, I know I didn't give Y/N a fair chance, but I'd like to ask for another chance at being your boyfriend again." Eddie nervously looked between the both of them.

"Before we answer that, I'd like to apologize to Y/N also," Steve sighed out, facing her fully. " You are right, I should have thought for myself. We both know Eddie doesn't communicate well, and I was the only one in that situation that could have controlled the conversation and helped us out. I should have let you explain yourself. You're not Nancy and you've proved that. I also am guilty of letting my insecurities take over and ruining everything we built. I think I speak for Eddie and I when I say, if you give us this chance, we will prove our loyalty to you. And we will always communicate when our insecurities are taking control again. "

Y/N was happy to hear both boys being honest with themselves, admitting that their insecurities got too much and they panicked. It doesn't take away the hurt and damage, but it's a start to fixing everything.

"I appreciate both of you apologizing. Eddie, I'm hurt that you felt that your pride was more important than being vulnerable with me. But I like to hear that you know what's wrong and you are aware that was the wrong thing to do. I know you are trying Eds, and I don't expect you to know what to do all the time. You know you hurt me, and you knew it was on you to fix it. Thank you for taking responsibility for that. I will give you another chance, but I want you to work on your communication. We shouldn't count on Steve for all the communication between us. If you can prove to me that you are working on that, I'm happy for you to be my boyfriend again." She smiled at Eddie, his face breaking out into his smile.

She turned to Steve, a soft look in her eyes. " Thank you for apologizing as well. Thank you for knowing I am not Nancy and thinking over my words. I understand that your insecurities took over and I would also like for you to communicate that to me. I have faith that you can do that. I am also happy for you to be my boyfriend again." She smiled.

All three smiling at each other. Both boys understood they needed to back up their apologies, and show that they meant it.

Eddie knew that no one was ever going to make him as happy as his two partners do. He's lucky enough to have two people fall in love with him. He's safe with them. He can fall apart with them and know neither will judge him. He's flawed and that's okay.

Steve knew Y/N was her person and she was beautiful. She wasn't out to hurt him or Eddie. She just wanted to love them for who they are. Steve knew he needed to think for himself, and speak his thoughts if they happened to disagree with hers or Eddie's.

"Can I kiss you now?" Steve and Eddie asked at the same time, both boys chuckling to themselves as they stare at their girl across from them.

She giggled behind her hands, nodding her head.

"who's going first?" She joked. Knowing a fight was ahead of them.

"ME!" Eddie screamed, shoving Steve as he raced across the room.

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wroteclassicaly · 8 months

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When you’re on the cusp of sleep and Eddie says, “Let’s get these panties off.”

You’re mewling a little, nodding sleepily, eyes closed, face pressed into the blue laundered fabric of Steve’s pillow. Steve Harrington, your shared boyfriend & partner, currently to your right, helping Eddie by taking the left side of your panties above defined digits and pulling. Once at your ankles, you help them slide off, immediately allowing your legs to fall open, wetness clicking as your folds separate noisily, messily.

“Jesus H. Christ, what a whore,” Eddie mumbles, already undoing his belt to relieve some friction.

“Explains why she slept topless for us to get home and find her, huh, Munson?” Steve responds, amused, eyes glazed over and sparkling beneath the reflective moonlight of the room, also lit up by streetlights.

You’d kept the window open to let in one of the last cool night’s summer breezes, eagerly approaching fall temperatures. The sweat of all day work lingers on your boyfriend’s, combined with outside, and that little bit remaining of a candle you’d lit for your night time bath. A present they’d gotten you at a vintage thrift shop, cedarwood, apple, and a little blended maple.

As they take their places beside you, eager to indulge in your body, you thank everything in this universe that they’re yours.

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mimixmunson · 3 months

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Controlling vibrator. Steddie x reader. Smut. Blurb.

🍒“Now listen up and listen good little girl, I’m gonna control that little toy that Steve very kindly put in its rightful place.” Eddie announced, a glimmer of excitement shining through his evil smirk. “But daddy... We have a dinner reservation.” You whispered anxiously, already knowing that that was the whole plan. Your boyfriends wanted to watch you suffer, publicly. “I know princess” Eddie practically letting out an almost comical evil laugh as Steve smiled softly and added “isn’t that so much fun? Especially for dirty little sluts like you who get off on embarrassment.” You felt your face flush, he wasn’t wrong. You were a woman of many kinks, some of which people had previously judged you for, but not Eddie and Steve. They were transfixed on the information when you told them, looking at each other and back at you with so much love and acceptance. Since that day, you’d been their toy. Every day they seemed to have a new way to torture you, your suffering was delicious to them.

Up until today, you’d been kept in a chastity belt for a month or so. Tormented by your boyfriends by them putting on a show for you every evening, palming each other's cocks, using your mouth for the only thing its good for and Eddie slamming into Steve with running commentary of how good it felt, how Steve got to experience pleasure because he wasn’t a needy little whore like you are.

And so, it began. Leading you into the restaurant, holding the door open for you and Eddie discreetly pinching your ass. It was brief but painful, you wince at the feeling for a second but immediately your demeanor changed. Stifling a moan as Steve winked at you before pressing the button on his phone that was Bluetooth connected to the toy nestled inside your pussy. The once familiar feeling of sexual pleasure hit you like a tidal wave, it was buzzing away, the rabbit-like shaped toy vibrating your g-spot and clit in earnest.

Your eyes desperately trying not to roll to the back of your head, you ponder whether granting them no reaction out of you would make them ease up on the public humiliation of making you so inappropriately horny in the establishment. Concluding that either way you were screwed, if you didn’t perform for them like a good little slut now, you’d only get punished more at home. You decided that embarrassing yourself here was the lesser of two evils.

Moaning your boyfriend’s names under your breath in-between sips of red wine, Eddie takes a few strands of your hand, interweaving them into his fingers and giving it a swift pull. You were beginning to see stars, the constant stimulation of the toy driving you crazy, Steve’s evil smirk as he stared at you muttering “So needy already, aren’t you? How long until you start to beg us to use your tight little holes right here?”

To which Eddie chuckled and snatched his boyfriend’s phone, changing the setting of the toy. You take a deep breath as the vibrations speed up and become more intense. Hiding your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck, “Daddy...” You sobbed in pleasure, your pussy leaking through your panties. “Whatever is the problem angel?” He teased, pulling Steve in for a passionate kiss, once again denying you of affection. “She’s gonna cum Eds, she’s got that look in her eye. Look at her babe, so fucking needy it's pathetic. Her brain is leaking out of her pussy.” He teased in unison with Eddie, running his fingers through his boyfriend’s curls. “She is, isn’t she? Wanna be our little fleshlight for the night? Who am I kidding, why am I asking you? Sweet little sluts like you don’t get a choice. You’re so pathetic you know that baby? Moaning the word daddy in this fine establishment? Steve and I here decided to treat you to a fancy meal and all you can do is beg us to go home? So, we can fill those needy little holes?”

His words were almost too much, you grip on to a thigh of each of your boyfriends. Your nails digging in as you feel the fire burning deep in the pit of your stomach growing. “Gonna cum sir, can’t take it anymore” You mutter to Steve, begging him with your eyes to allow you an orgasm. The feeling making you forget you were in a busy restaurant, beginning to sweat from need. “Ask Daddy princess.” He kisses your temple gently, finally gaining some mercy for you. “Daddy please, can’t hold it. Need it, need you, need you both.” You’re begging through your tears, your grip on them both tightening as you grow closer and closer to ecstasy. The wave growing every second that passes, your underwear now drenched and beginning to leak through, a wet patch visible on your little red dress.

Eddie signals a waiter over to the table and your breath hitches, greatly trying to gain any form of composure, mentally begging that he won’t see the ever-growing wet patch and both of your boyfriend’s now entirely visible bulges.

“Can we get these to go now please, we’ve had an emergency and now need to change our plans.” The waiter smiles, eyeballing only your talking partner and returns with three take out boxes handing them to Steve.

You and the duo stand and make your way to the door, waving down the nearest cab. Shuffling into the back seats, sandwiched in-between your sadists. Eddie whispers into your ear once more as Steve plants gentle kisses on the other side of your neck, playfully nipping at the skin. “Let go princess, cum.” 🍒

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cherryflavoredvamp · 2 years

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i just posted my newest eddie munson smut in my eddie munson halloween smut series!! go check it out!! surprise this one is featuring steve harrington <3

oh and by “featuring steve harrington <3,” i mean featuring steve harrington in a very slutty cream pie sorta way ;)

#eddie munson x steve harrington x y/n #eddie munson x steve harrington x you #eddie munson x steve harrington x female reader #eddie munson x female reader #steve harrington x female reader #steddie x you #steddie x y/n #steddie x reader #steddie x yn #steddie x female reader #eddie munson x steve harrington x reader

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punk-in-docs · 1 year

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How do you feel about Steddie? Or Steddie x Reader?

How do I feel about Steddie? Um hell yes. How do I feel about Steddie x Reader? FUCKING HELL YES. I don’t know if I’d be any good writing about them but I’ve read some absolutely b-b-b-bonkers hot stuff about Steddie x Reader.

Namely- this piece by @wroteclassicaly because it scratched the deepest porniest pits of tartarus that is my messy monkey brain.

I’ve also really enjoyed this lovely steddie x neighbour series by @justmeinadaze

And this piece I discovered today totally blew my mind. By @sweetsweetjellybean 💜

There’s so many more out there. All these lovely peeps writing gorgeous Steddie x reader things, I hope their shower pressure is always spot on and they always have cool pillows.

#punkwrites #i would die for this man #eddie munson #joseph quinn #thank you 💕💕💕#eddie munson x reader #steddie x y/n #steddie x fem!reader #steddie x female reader #steddie x reader smut #steve harrington x reader #thank you babe

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eddiescorrodedcoffin86 · 1 year

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To be added to the Steddie taglist (no x reader) like this post!

To be added to the x female reader taglist go here

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I do ask if you end up changing your handle (or have been on one of my tag lists and changed it) to please message me or comment with what your handle used to be and what you changed it to as well as which tag lists you were added to so you don’t lose your place thank you!

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie munson x steve harrington #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie munsington #steddie x female reader #steddie x male reader

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midnightsxxvi · 2 years

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Steddie x fem!reader - Moving in together

A/n: idk who I’ve become. All I can think about is how lovely the vibe in a poly relationship w Eddie and Steve would be. So, I present you domestic Steddie. Definitely a fix-it fic; everyone lives, Eddie graduated, and vecna is bye bye! Set sometime in ‘87. I will likely make this a little series depending on feedback!!! (gif by x; banner by x)

Warnings: some cursing. Some fluff. Eddie is dramatic. little mention of sex if u squint. Wc: 3.6 k. Masterlist

Between the three of you, finding a place to move into wasn’t difficult. You knew you’d be able to afford it, even with you in school, as Eddie’s band picked up more gigs, and Steve was starting to work for his dad soon. You were all doing well, felt supported by each other and the others in your lives.

The difficult part of finding a place involved the big question: how do we divide up the rooms?

Eddie, clingy and the biggest cuddler, insisted that you all share a king sized bed and only needed the one room. Steve, who liked cleanliness, and no matter how much Eddie tried to convert him, did not want metal posters all over his room, insisted that you each have separate rooms.

‘I like my space!’

‘Two of the three bedrooms are going to be unoccupied most of the time, Stevie! You want space? I will come knock on your door every night out of spite!”

You honestly had no clue what the right choice was. One bedroom clearly wouldn’t be enough, but you understood Eddie’s statement about wasted space.

However, with some advice from friends, and a lot of back and forth, the three of you settled on three bedrooms. Well, Eddie still thought it was ridiculous, and Steve was too smug about it, but whatever. This gave you each enough space to sort out your own things, which you admittedly liked. After years of having your own room, you weren’t sure you were ready to suddenly combine your taste with these two men, who also had very opposing tastes to one another.

When moving day came along, the three of you were buzzing with excitement at the prospect of finally living together. For over a year, there was constant back and forth between your places, constant phone calls or late nights in Eddie’s van. Now? You had a shared space to yourselves. No watchful eyes from your parents or passing strangers. It was just the three of you.

You were ever grateful for the people in your lives who helped with the move. El’s powers were especially useful as she could help with some “heavy lifting.” No movers required. Just some teenagers, super powers, and a strong police chief.

As boxes and furniture were brought in, Eddie was slowly becoming quite the drama queen.

Kind and innocent, Will walked through the front door with a big box in his arms. Very messily on the top, someone has screwed Band stuff. Will was wide eyed and excited to be helping out, and asked, “Does this go in Eddie’s room?”

Steve was passing by and glanced over. The corner of his mouth turned up. “Oh yeah. That’s definitely Eddie’s.”

Eddie popped out of nowhere (well, he popped out of his room which he was trying to set up). “Another box for me? Little Ol’ me?”

Will seemed pleased. He started heading over to Eddie’s room. Eddie though, sighed dramatically and leaned against the wall.

“I’ll take it,” Eddie told him like his life was ending, “To my lonely little room. Where I reside all alone!”

“Jesus,” Steve muttered. He’d been dealing with this all day.

Eddie read the writing on the box. “My band stuff! Wow. Hey, Will? William? Can you believe this guy doesn’t want sick band stuff in his room? Instead, I’m shunned away. All alone! Just me and my things!”

Steve walked by Eddie in the hallway towards the bedrooms, purposefully bumping Eddie’s shoulder. “Yup. Bye!”

Eddie gasped and looked at Will. “Did you just see that?”

Steve pointed at Will before heading into his own room. “Don’t listen to him. Walk away.”

Will slowly stepped backward, laughing nervously. “Uh! Alright! I’ll go see what’s left in the truck.”

Eddie waved him off and turned to go back in his room. “I’ll go back to being ALONE, I guess!”

“Shut up, Eddie!” Steve yelled from the other room.

Just as Will was trying to run away, you had entered the apartment alongside El and Max, the three of you each carrying a box. All the stuff for your bedroom was already in, along with the big furniture pieces, so all that remained in the truck now were assorted things like kitchen supplies or holiday decor.

“What the hell kind of Halloween decorations are these!” Max huffed, carrying what seemed to be the heaviest box in the world.

Once again, Eddie poked his head out of his room. “Oh, the Halloween stuff!”

“Of course it’s yours,” she glared.

You just giggled. “It’s ours. Well, mainly came from Eddie, but me and Steve helped pick out a lot last fall. Wayne and Eddie’s trailer was all done up. It was great.”

Eddie grinned at you, his heart warming at the memory. “Can't wait for next month so we can start putting it up here. We can get more, too!”

“I doubt you need more!” Max placed the box down on the ground. “I would ask where I should put this, but I don’t want to move it anymore. You deal with it.”

Giddy with excitement, the moment you put down the box you held, labeled pots and pans, you wrapped your arms around Eddie’s shoulders and gave him a big kiss on the cheek. “We can get whatever Halloween decor you’d like.”

El made a face, turning away from the two of you.

“Don’t let Steve put any in his room,” Eddie told you. You honestly didn’t think he was joking. “He doesn’t want any fun in there.”

“I’m not getting involved.”

Eddie’s brows raised. “I think it’s a little late for you to not get involved, sweetheart.”

Then, Joyce wandered in, holding a couple smaller boxes. She had a big smile on her face and was being followed by Robin and Dustin.

“This is officially it!” She said proudly. She put the boxes down on the kitchen counter a little forcefully for the dramatica, but quickly apologized when she heard it shake.

“How do you guys have so much stuff?” Robin muttered.

Dustin was grinning and glancing at you and Eddie, whose arms were still around each other. “I think most of it was Eddie’s.”

Eddie gave Dustin a glare. “What’s wrong with that, huh?”

“Nothing at all, sweetie,” You peered up at Eddie.

Steve called from the –his bedroom, “Did I hear that you’ve got everything!”

You didn’t reply to him, insead just lit up as you thought, “Let’s order some pizza then! Take a break from everything. We all deserve it.”

Joyce had a little grin, “One step ahead of you. Hopper, Mike and Lucas all went to pick some up already. Goodness, you two, come here!”

Eddie did not move, and instead looked a little afraid by the fact that Joyce was stepping closer. Before he knew it, Joyce was reaching forward to give both you and Eddie a little squish of your cheeks before she pulled you into a group hug.

“I’m so proud! Look at you, all grown up.”

Max was helping herself to opening up the moving boxes. You heard the big tear of tape and saw she was kneeling down, exploring the box of “kitchen-shit.”

“Thank you?” Eddie was peering at you over Joyce’s shoulder with a very startled expression.

She pulled back to look at the both of you. “This is going to be so good for all of you. After everything? A fresh start?”

You were already sensing the tears threatening to sting your eyes, so you hushed her, “Thank you, Joyce. How about we start unpacking some stuff, huh? Eds, can you turn on some music?”

He looked too excited. “Shit, I’m in charge of music? I’ll grab my stereo.”

As he was running back to his room, Steve was exiting his own. He paused after Eddie, “Where are you going?”

“I’m in charge of music, baby!”

“Ah, geez, already?”

Eddie winked, “You love it.”

Steve didn’t deny it, and headed toward the main room. He was instantly ambushed by Joyce who held both his cheeks because he was one person not two. You watched the exchange, covering your mouth to keep from laughing when you saw how squished his lips were and how frazzled he looked.

“There you are,” Joyce sighed, “I was just saying how proud I am of you all.”

Unlike you and Eddie, Steve actually snapped out of his fearful look a lot faster and he was the one initiating the hug first. Joyce accepted it happily.

“Hey, Steve, quit slackin’ and help us unpack your kitchen,” Dustin told him, mainly teasing, but Steve frowned at him anyway.

“I’ll have you know, Dustin, that I have already set up the main bathroom. If any of you stinkers needs it? It’s ready to go! You’re welcome.”

Max held up a stack of plates, “Where should we put these?”

Will squinted at her. “Should we wash things first? Who knows what dusty bugs are on Eddie’s Halloween decorations.”

“Ew,” Max scrunched her nose.

“What the hell, Will,” you shot him a look but just shook your head. “But yeah, we can quickly wash some stuff. That’d be great.”

Eddie soon came back with his stereo, already playing one of his favourite tapes. It was a little too loud, but no one complained. He had the biggest smile on his face and no one was about to turn that down. Besides, it was his first time getting a say, getting to make decisions on his own, getting to have a place to be a little freer.

A nice harmony washed over all of you over the next while. Dishes were cleaned and tried in no time with everyone helping out. Everyone would give their two cents over which drawer should hold utensils, or which drawer should be the “junk drawer.” Boxes were being deconstructed the more you emptied; the more you made this place a home.

It was a strange feeling, having a place of your own, with the two people you loved the most. It was even stranger, sitting at your kitchen table, surrounded by the others as you all ate pizza. If someone had told you a year ago that this is where you’d be now, you’d wonder what we were smoking. Yet here you were. Eddie and Steve seemed to keep thinking the same thing, periodically making eye contact, their expressions softer than ever.

The sun outside was setting. The takeout boxes were gathered, and everyone felt full and content.

The group said their goodbyes slowly, lingering around a little bit, not quite ready to say goodbye.

‘It’s not goodbye forever,’ you had to remind Steve, who had the hardest time saying goodnight to Dustin. “He literally lives five minutes away.’

‘Take care, okay?’ Joyce told you after giving you a tight squeeze.

Hopper even gave Eddie a pat on the back. ‘If you need anything, don’t hesitate to call.’

‘Hey,’ Lucas nudged Max, ‘How long do you think it’ll take them to get a noise complaint from all this music?’

She snorted. ‘Definitely by tomorrow.’

‘Hey!’ Eddie yelled.

By the time you were alone, the sun had set, and even with the music still playing, the apartment felt quiet.

It was peaceful though. It would take a while to take it all in.

“Hey,” Steve broke the silence, standing in the middle of the main room. Eddie was peering out the window, trying to absorb the new view, while you were staring in the cupboards, trying to decide if you liked the placement of the kitchenware. (Spoilers: you didn’t. You’d be completely rearranging it in the morning).

“Yeah?” Eddie looked over his shoulder at Steve. You’d also looked over.

Steve momentarily bit his lip. “We did it!”

From across the room, you and Eddie glanced at one another. Before you knew it, Eddie broke into a huge grin.

“We did it, huh?” Eddie tilted his head.

Steve made a gesture around the room. “We have our own place! A-and clean dishes!”

“Yeah, speaking of,” you hummed, “I don’t think I like the placement.”

“My, oh my,” Eddie said with a dramatic roll of his eyes as he sauntered over to Steve, “Deal with the dishes later, dear. C’mere.”

Steve was already there of course, and was embraced by Eddie. On instinct, Eddie tucked his hand just under the cozy blue knit of Steve’s shirt.

“Y/nnnn,” Eddie repeated, drawing your name out.

You shut the cupboards and quickly dashed over, “Yeah, yeah.”

The arms of your boyfriends opened up for you, including you in the warm embrace. Eddie squeezed you and Steve tightly with a satisfied hum.

“Oh yeah, this is the stuff,” Eddie mumbled, cheek squished against the side of your head. “You two are just the best roommates. I’m just so excited to be roommates.”

Steve groaned and pulled back, “Don’t ruin the nice moment.”

Eddie held his hands up in defense. “Sorry, sorry. Okay, seriously. I’m proud of us.”

You eyed him. “You sure you’ll be okay with your own room?”

“Pshh, yeah,” Eddie shrugged. “We all have very different bedspreads. Our styles would clash.”

Steve just shook his head, his eyes so very fond of Eddie.

“Hey, wait, where should we sleep tonight?” You questioned. This wasn’t something you’d considered until right this moment.

Whenever the three of you were spending the night somewhere, it was a given that you’d just share the bed. It’s not like you were ever in a situation where there was more than one bed anyway. Now, there are three times the amount of beds!

Eddie scratched the back of his neck. “We should all switch. Just to be a little crazy. I’ll take your bed, and Steve you take my bed.”

“What the hell?”

Eddie chuckled and wrapped his arms around the two of you again. “Okay, okay. I guess we should just sleep in our own rooms, right? Get used to the new place?”

Steve eyed Eddie suspiciously. “Are you sure? I thought you were going to demand we all sleep in the living room like a slumber party.”

“That does sound like Eddie.”

Eddie raised a brow. “Well, Harrington, that is a great idea! But alas, I have to be practical sometimes.”

“Baby,” you brushed your fingers against Eddie’s jaw, “If you’re too nervous to spend the night alone you can just say so.”

“I’m serious!”

“Okay, honey, but I’m just across the hall if you need me!”

“My god, y/n,” Eddie groaned but he was grinning ear to ear. “I’m respecting your spaces, okay? We have plenty of nights to cuddle by the fire– hey, now that we live alone we can all do that naked.”

Steve’s eyes fluttered. He didn’t hate that idea.

“Oh, by the way, should we have a bathroom schedule? Or rules? Especially that there’s only the one shower,” Eddie looked too concerned by this. You’d already all sat down and discussed some logistics before moving in, such as how cleaning routines would work, and how you’d make dinners work out with all your schedules. A shower schedule had never come up, and it just seemed like a ridiculous thing anyway.

“Uh,” Steve thought for a moment then shrugged. “Schedules seem stupid. Simply, if the door is locked, go away. If it’s unlocked, come in?”

“I’m fine with that rule,” you shrugged too.

“Perfect,” Eddie put a hand on both yours and Steve’s shoulder. “Great doing business with you two. Now, I’m going to take the first shower of Casa Munson. I am locking the door, because I want privacy, you freaks.”

You and Steve wanted to roll your eyes, but had trouble holding back your smiles. There was no way to not love Eddie, no matter how dramatic he was.

The late night and your tiredness took over eventually. The music was shut off for the night, the curtains drawn, and your triad split between your individual rooms for the night. It felt weird as hell, saying goodnights in the hallway before shutting the door behind you. But your new room was inviting, you felt excited at all this newness, and you let yourself enjoy it on your own.

Unfortunately, this giddiness manifested into a restless slumber.

You’d been tossing for what felt like forever. It was around one in the morning, and although you didn’t feel feverish or anything, you swore it was too hot with the blanket, but too cold without. You tried opening your window, but that made it too breezy. The white noise coming from the hum of the building or the distant outdoor sounds was all nice and stuff, but it was just new. Everything was too new and you didn’t know how to deal with it.

Just as you were trying to recall if you had any sleep syrup, or even recall which box that would’ve been in, you heard the lightest three knocks at the door.

It was too new a sound, and even though it was so quiet, you were sure it was real. When the pattern of knocks happened once again.

“Yn?” came the quiet whisper of Steve’s voice.

You sat up slowly, rubbing your tired eyes. “Stevie?”

He cracked the door open just an inch, peeking through. When he saw you were up and not shoo-ing him away, he let himself into view more.

He tilted his head fondly. “You’re so sweet and sleepy.”

“Mhm, mhm,” you nodded before taking a deep yawn. “Everything okay?”

“No,” he admitted. “I can’t sleep.” “Hm,” you hummed groggily. “Me neither. C’mere, babe.”

Steve nearly moaned. “Thank god.” He was closing the door and at your side in a matter of seconds. “Missed you.”

As Steve lied on his back at your side, you scooted up a bit so that you could lie just higher than him. You draped an arm over his shoulders and kissed his temple. He was in boxers but had a t-shirt on, which is how he always slept. Tonight’s shirt happened to be one of Eddie’s, which just made your heart melt. Steve always looked adorable in Eddie’s darker band-tees. It was so misplaced on him and it just worked.

“Missed you too,” you sighed, your finger running along his collar bone.

“I miss Eddie too,” he pouted. “Just, I can’t admit that to him. That’d be admitting defeat!”

“You two are so ridiculous.”

“I bet he’s sleeping so well, all alone in his stupid bed with his stupid sheets. That guy can sleep anywhere. Probably forgets we are just a door away.”

“We could go check?”

“No,” Steve’s eyes widened at you. “Defeat, y/n! I can’t do it.”

You giggled. “It’s not defeat. Having our own rooms is a great idea, especially when it’ll come to work and studying. However, I think I’d lose my mind if I had to sleep alone every night.”

He examined your sleepy expression. “You’re smart, you know that?”

“And sweet and sleepy?”

He kissed your nose. “Mhm. And sweet and sleepy.”

Your eyes felt so heavy, but even in Steve’s arms, you didn’t feel as content as you could. “Can we get Eddie?”

“Please.”

You yawned again before sitting up with a big stretch. You then lightly patted Steve’s chest, going to stand. “Let’s go get that weirdo.”

Steve followed instantly, his hands finding your waist in the dark as he followed you out your room. Eddie’s door was seriously just across from yours, one step away, but it still felt too far.

Because respecting privacy was important, you knocked a couple times even though you could hear Eddie’s little snores.

Steve peaked over your shoulder as you cracked the door open. He let out a breathy laugh against you. “See. Told you. Guy totally forgot all about us.”

“Shh,” You gave him a look but couldn’t help it, kissing his cheek.

You and Steve went to the side of Eddie’s bed. Steve knelt down a little, you behind him, and he lightly ran his fingers up Eddie’s bare arms. While Steve slept with a shirt and no pants, Eddie was the opposite. You and Steve adored it, eating up the sight of his tattoos each night.

“Hey, Eds?” Steve whispered, shaking Eddie’s arm lightly.

Still asleep, Eddie made a grumbly sound.

Steve smiled at the sound. “Hey, Eddie?”

Eddie groaned, his nose scrucnhing momentarily, which was a telltale sign that he was semi-conscious. “Steve?”

“Yeah. Listen, wake up for a sec.”

Groaning again, Eddie mumbled what sounded like jesus Christ, and I’m sleeping, but he shuffled around before his eyes slowly peaked open.

“What are you freaks doing?” Eddie asked.

You gave him your best innocent face. “We couldn’t sleep.”

Eddie, more awake now, glanced between the two of you. Something was computing, then he groaned again and rubbed his eyes. “Couldn’t stay away from Mr. Eddie, huh?”

“Can we get in bed with you?” Steve asked, his fingers trailing Eddie’s arm again.

Eddie let out a satisfied little hum. “Get in here.”

It was a little unexpected what a relief this all was. You honestly thought that you’d have a lovely sleep by yourself in your new room. But the moment you felt Eddie’s arms wrap around you, and you knew Steve was nestled on the other side of him, you let out a content sigh at the familiarity of it all.

“This is the stuff,” you sighed, repeating Eddie’s words from earlier. Your eyes were already falling shut again, much easier this time.

“It truly is,” he hummed, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before getting all snug.

New was nice. But there was no need for everything to be new. This was not a habit you wanted to let go of, and you didn’t think it ever would go away.

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