#After adore him eddie fuck steve to subspace

[lovebugism]

Steddie get a little rough with you (because you beg for it) and then give you really good aftercare 💙💙

thanks for your request lovely! this focuses more on the aftercare rather than smut so i hope you like it!! — the one where you ask your boys to fuck you like they hate you but they can't help but love on you after (18+, smut, 1.2k)

bug's summer fic fest ♡

You’re sprawled out in the center of an unmade king-sized bed, lightheaded and sticky with cum — only some of it’s yours.

You’ve never felt this used before, this loved. You think it must be insane to feel so adored after being so barbarously fucked within an inch of your life, but you do anyway. 

You can still feel the shape of their hands in the bruises they left on your hips. You can still feel their wet mouths in the lovebites sprinkled across your burning skin. You can still feel their hard cocks drilling into you in the cum that seeps from your pulsating pussy. 

You can still feel the racing beats of their hearts from where their chests were so intently pressed against your own, pounding in time with yours. It was a piece of them you always knew you had, but one you can suddenly feel. Their hearts have crawled behind your ribcage and nestled on either side of your own.

That must be why your chest feels so strangely tight, you figure — why it’s equally as light and sparkling with golden sunshine.

“Did so good for us, baby,” Eddie coos to you even though he knows you can’t really hear him. 

He sits on the edge of the bed beside your body and rubs a wide palm up and down your inner thigh. Your skin is damp with sweat, slick, and cum. “Such a good girl…”

Steve returns from the bathroom with a wet washcloth balled in his fist. His lower half is covered in briefs that leave little to the imagination, though his lean torso is fuzzy and bare. 

His heavy, honey eyes go wide at the sight of you — still squirming softly on the sheets as though you were lying on a cloud.

He’s seen you in subspace before, but never this long.

His gaze flits to Eddie. The boy has pulled on a pair of plaid boxers and tied back his sweaty hair. Steve can feel his chest warm at the sight of both of you in his bed, so effortlessly looking the way you do. If he wasn’t so exhausted, he’d get hard all over again.

“She still out of it?”

“Yeah. She’s coming down, though… I think.”

They turn to look down at you simultaneously.

Your eyes have long fluttered shut. Your naked body twists in the aftershocks of your orgasm — all five of them.

One leg is straight out on the mattress and the other is bent, leaning into Eddie as he curls his hand around the inside of it. You’ve got one hand underneath the pillow and the other lazing absentmindedly on the pudge of your stomach.

You have no idea how beautiful you look, all bare and glowing and blissed out.

Still a bit dizzy and not all there, you can vaguely hear a conversation going on around you. The voices are muffled, as though you were hearing them from underwater. They come from every which direction, as far away as outer space. 

You couldn’t understand them if you tried.

When Steve settles onto the mattress on your other side, it dips beneath his weight. It feels like he’s softly jostled the cloud you’re lying on. One hand props himself up and the other settles over yours on your stomach. His long fingers engulf your smaller fingers. He gives you a gentle squeeze you hardly feel.

“You okay, babe?”

Not yet equipped to answer him verbally, you only hum in response. It sounds like a soft moan. You sigh through your nose and arch your back for a moment.

Steve’s plush lips quirk in a crooked smile. 

He’s always distantly feeling a sense of inadequacy even though he’s been with you for so long.  He’s scared of being bullshit. Bullshit at being your boyfriend, at being Eddie’s boyfriend, and especially in the bedroom. He often needs verbal approval that he’s made you feel good. 

It’s not so necessary anymore, though, and the thought makes his chest swell with pride.

“Can you give me a color, baby?”

You’re the one smiling now. It feels like you’re beaming, though in reality, it’s only vaguely hinting at your mouth.

He’d been so rough with you earlier — both him and Eddie. You told them to fuck you like they hated you and they did just that, leaving you in a useless puddle on an unmade bed. And even though you never once questioned that they actually hated you, it was nice to be verbally reassured that they still cared for you.

“M’okay…” you slur with a smile, eyes still closed. “M’green. M’so green. Bright green.”

“Broccoli green?” Eddie teases. 

Even though you can’t see him, you can picture his wild hair and glimmering eyes and pink lips spread in a wide grin. 

His hand squeezes your knee and you hum, nodding softly against the pillow.

“Like a pepper… Or a lime…”

“You heard her, Harrington. Our girl’s hungry. Go get in that kitchen.”

You hear the familiar sound of Eddie’s boyish laughter and Steve’s amused snort.

“I’m gonna clean you up first,” the latter boy tells you. “Is that okay?”

You nod.

Even though you’re distantly prepared for it, you still jerk when the rough rag meets your sensitive cunt. The warmth of it has gone cold with time.

“I know… I’m sorry, baby…” Steve murmurs sympathetically to you, using the gentlest touch he can muster as he wipes around your thighs and the outsides of your still quivering pussy.

Eddie lays down beside you. One hand props his head up and the other settles further down your thigh. “What do you want, huh, babe? Say the word, and Stevie’ll make it for you.”

The boy in question scoffs in return — not because he wouldn’t, but because he’s being volunteered for something he’s obviously not as good at. 

Eddie was the cook between the three of you — a borderline chef at that. Steve often joked that was what made him fall in love after he swore he’d never catch feelings.

“Mm… A shower…” you answer finally.

Steve huffs out a laugh and tosses the balled-up rag on the other side of the bed. It dampens the cotton sheets, but you did that first, so he figures it really doesn’t matter.

“Uh, news flash, babe — you can’t eat a shower,” Eddie jokes with a teasing inflection.

Steve’s hand smooths over your jaw. You lean into his touch like a cat.

“I’ll start the water for you, okay? Then you can rest, and Eddie’ll fix whatever you want.”

You vaguely hear a slapping sound coming from over you. A smile tugs at your lips, knowing the honey-brunette boy was getting shoved for volunteering the other — even though Eddie had done it before.

You can slowly fill yourself descending from the clouds, still floating a little as you come back down from your high. Your bones are heavy with exhaustion — an utterly pleasant, faraway feeling you know is bound to ache come sunrise.

But you feel good now, pampered as Steve and Eddie continue to caress you while they argue back and forth. 

After so thoroughly fucking you and taking you apart, they effortlessly put you back together again.

It didn’t matter how rough and cruel they pretended to be with you and your body. They hold all their love for you in their hands, and you feel it every time they touch you. 

It’s like being basked in sunlight.

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ik you prefer chubby eddie over chubby steve, but consider! this is basically me rambling about self-image but then it goes gremlin (i love thighs), bit of praise kink too

steve isn’t so obsessed with high school image and his reputation anymore. we see in season 3 him talking to dustin and making a couple of weird comments about weight, also the whole thing about being friends with a band kid and a bunch of dnd nerds

i thibk once he lets go of that, i mean he’s dating eddie munson he’s gonna have to change his thoughts on self image and shit, he probs gains a little weight bcus 1. he’s trying not to care about how other people think of him anymore 2. no more swim team and basketball 3. he’s getting looked after <3

and he’s not insecure really he’s just very confused and that makes him frustrated like. ?? never once has he been a tubby guy, he’s always been the skinny athletic type and obsessed with his image.

“?? i dont get it. where did this come from????” one hand gripping his belly shaking it, “what’s going on? and i sick or something?? eddie?” almost frantically calling out for his boyfriend without his eyes leaving the mirror “babe it’s just a bit of pudge, circumstances have changed. no one’s sick, alright?” smooch. no need for reassurance bcus steve knows he’s hot shit

but it also is the 80s and ofc fatphobia is a thing so maybe he struggles a bit, especially since he was that traditional jock with abs who teased anyone that was remotely different to “skinny”, so it might take him a bit so get used to

but he doesn’t mind it, thinks about how strong hopper was w his body before the russia stuff and how eddie and his friends love him, so shit what else does he need? he’s comfortable, eddie seems to really like the extra weight, and he doesn’t worry about what other ppl think anymore

eddie is also a tactile lover, adores holding onto steve and gently squeezing him, especially his muffin top and love handles. eddie definitely tells steve all the time how much he loves him and his body, boy is non stop

eddie gets a bit bolder after a while of steve getting used to his new-ish figure “look at this baby, so fucking soft” gripping steve’s stomach while he fucks him, steve only being able to moan in response so deep into subspace (steve is a sub no questions asked), feebly attempting to string together a sentence something along the lines of “all for you baby”. also hc that eddie is obsessed with thighs bcus i’m projecting lol, “you could suffocate me with these christ stevie, you have no idea what you do to me, so so good for me baby boy, look at you: perfect” steve nodding head thrown back a deep guttural whine escaping him from being praised like that. maybe at some point eddie is sucking steve off, steve lying on the bed his back arched and just fucking squeezes his thighs on eddie’s head. only briefly to check if eddie really liked it but FUCCKKK eddie’s just like “dothatagaindothatagainohmyFUCKINGGOD”. like steve is beefy, mans was swimming team captain and basketball dude, the extra pudge doesn’t stop that. so there’s this creamy soft dough being pressed with the strength of an athletic 20 year old in his prime like hooooooly shit

anyway eddie loves it and now everytime he sucks steve off he needs needs neeeds to be squished by steve’s thighs. i mean we saw them peek out of the shorts in s3 babes has got meaty thighs . eddie nuzzling up to stevie in bed, one hand stroking steve’s hair the other gently gripping his thigh. steve driving, eddie always has a hand squeezing his thigh. lying down together is either a face smushed up in his crotch between his thighs kneading the fat gently.

and eddie def loves the belly i mean who doesn’t!! i dont reeeeally see steve and eddie being into the deliberate gaining scene, like this just happened to steve and that’s that. but. however!! steve has definitely got an appetite from being a student athlete, and eats big portions. not much of a snacker but loads his plate up always, and usually goes for seconds or thirds. queue eddie giving belly rubs to steve who never knew how fucking good it feels. again not deliberate gaining, but still gaining

hmm eddie also has those handcuffs. chubby steve writhing in the cuffs, restrained to the bed. begging for eddie to touch him but he says no bcus steve wasn’t well behaved that day, he let girls flirt with him at family video. thinking of his fat belly all on display, creamy milky thighs shaking. of course this is all consensual, whole way through using trafic light system. steve is panting bucking his hips, if eddie can just get down there for a sec steve can use his trick and get eddie to do whatever he likes…

eddie bobs down to tease steve when he squeezes him with his thighs. this sets eddie off because ok yeah fine fine i’ll give you the most tantalising, toe curling, back arching, sensual blow job if you squeeze my head a lil bit with ur thighs

Oooh i do love this! I just really like Eddie haha so I like to project onto him and have him be a pretty soft boy, but I really love contrast so this still absolutely works for me 🥵

I see Eddie as like a pansexual nympho boy who's mad for Stevie and like i think the comfort weight gain just sweetens the deal. Like of course Steve has always been pretty, all toned muscle, slutty tiny waist, and all the pretty moles and freckles and his soft hair and lips. But now, Eddie's fucking wrecked like can't get Steve out of his mind because he's a sucker for a fat-bottomed, bottom heavy boy. Like fuck Steve would look so good, carrying it low in his belly, wide hips, wide thighs, big butt, giving Pixar mom vibes.

"Hey Edds, do these make my butt look big?" Steve eyeing himself in the mirror, trying to adjust and pull at his jeans or chinos.

"Hell yeah! Jeez, Stevie, how'd you get these up. They look painted on" and he spins Steve to look at him, he smacks his hands to each cheek and feels him up, pressing and grinding himself against Steve's front so he can feel how turned on he is.

Eddie takes to not exactly fucking Steve traditionally. He'll ride one of his thighs, or grind against his soft belly, or frot between his cheeks. OR fuck grab his hips and fuck his thighs, and Steve can feel Eddie's cock* dragging against his own as he uses his thighs. And quickly Eddie gets taken over by desire and he stars going harder and faster and grunting and whining in Steve's ear about how beautiful he is and his arms wrap tight around his middle, or grabbing one of his pretty pert newly budding tits.

But when he sees Steve in his hoochie daddy shorts and he sees those thighs spread out, constantly kissing, his mouth goes dry and he just wants them to be his earmuffs.

And fuck yesssss cuffing his hands above his head so he has Steve's body in front of him to teasingly worship.

Eddie stays fully clothed because this is about Steve and he leans in really close kissing up the column of his neck, nibbling at the barest hint of softness under his chin, nuzzling his nose into his downy soft cheek. And he snakes a hand into Steve's boxers, toying with him, getting him hard.

"Do those little sluts you flirt with at family video know what a good little whore you are for me?" It's said so lovingly with a hint of menace and growl. "Are you going to show me how good you can be. I don't want you to cum until I tell you you can. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir/daddy/Eddie! 🥵🥵"

"good boy/girl/princess"

And then he starts kissing down Steve's front, sucking and tweaking his nipples. Kissing down past his belly button, biting at the soft jiggly lip that's turned into a fully roll having lost its fight with gravity, leveling up from when it was just a little pot, a soft covering over his abs. He roughly tugs Steve's boxers off leaving him completely vulnerable and naked and grabbing him at the base he slowly lowers his head, swallowing Steve down and he just feels Eddie's mane pooling around him.

Eddie can't hold himself back for long though, so he hefts Steve's legs and thighs over his shoulders and really starts going for it, wet and sloppy and like wrapping his arms around Steve's thighs to get him to press them like walls of plush around him, or grabs onto his ass for leverage. And he pulls off with a pop, panting and chuckling dazedly. He turns his head and kisses and bites into soft thigh flesh and he strokes Steve telling him to cum for him baby. it's ok he's got him. And just watching blissed out and carnal as Steves body quakes under him. Soft and filled out because of the love he put into Steve (gotta satisfy a little breeding kink).

God that would be so good

*asterisk because I feel like Eddie has a big ol' donkey dick that you wouldn't expect

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