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don’t delete the kisses - 7/?

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a camboy!steve au

this installment contains: nothing but 5.4k of smut babey. gender unspecified reader; reader with a afab anatomy; reader wears lingerie; very soft sex!!!!; protected piv; brief oral (steve receiving); riding; tenderness; big cock steve harrington

author’s note: thank you for bearing with me!!! here’s our first chapter of many with lots of fucking <3 the series is far from over though 🫶🏻

You’re nervous and shaking as you run around your apartment. Steve’s clearly not one to care about speed limits. You tidy up the sitting room as best as you can before running to your bedroom and throwing your lingerie on again. You make sure you look good - settling, really, wishing you had more time - before laying on your bed, head against the pillow.

door’s unlocked

in bedroom

don’t text and drive

please

Now you’re awkward as your heart hammers under your bra. Unsure of a sexy position to be in. On your back? Your stomach? Not laying down at all? You’d get on your knees but you’re unsure if that’s too forward. He might not even want to do anything. Just kiss and hold hands. He hasn’t touched you since you confessed and the thought of his skin and lips on yours makes you feel dizzy and hazy. You don’t know if you’ll survive his affections.

You hear his car door slam before he texts a quick Here. You choose your back, propping yourself up on pillows, covering yourself with your comforter. You feel sick and excited and you’re still shaking when he opens the door, calling out for you.

“In here,” you call back, your voice shaking, too.

And as he walks in, wearing light grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt, disheveled, your heart stops before pounding again. You swallow as he eyes you, half-panting from his run up the steps. He raced here. Wasted no time.

“Hi,” Steve says finally, still in the doorway.

“Hi,” you answer. “Did you lock the door?”

“Yes,” he says. He looks as uncertain and nervous as you which somewhat calms you down. “Can I-“

He cuts himself off when you slowly push the covers off of you, revealing yourself. He runs a hand through his hair while drinking you in. You equally hate and adore the attention.

“Come here,” you say quietly. “Please.”

He’s crawling over you, heat radiating off of him. You slide down your pillows so you’re laying directly beneath him. Just like you were a few days ago. You lick your lips and grab his arms when he props himself up above you. His eyes are warm and friendly but you feel small under him. Unworthy. Your own eyes trail down his jaw and rest on his neck.

“Did you like the video?”

He laughs and props your chin up so you look at him. “Absolutely. I would’ve been here sooner but… I had to take care of what you did to me.”

A shot of arousal courses through you like white-hot electric. “You should’ve let me handle it.”

Steve’s cheeks are red. “Do you want to?”

“Yeah,” you say immediately. “I want you, remember?”

“Only thing I’ve been thinkin’ about,” he says softly, before pressing his lips to yours.

It’s suffocating, in a good way. He smells like his usual cologne and hairspray, the kind he gets off of eBay because it’s discontinued. His lips are soft and taste like vanilla - it’s Glossier, you know it. He should be an ambassador for them. He’s soft and slow with you, his hand cupping your face while his elbow bares his weight. You’re still holding onto his arms, squeezing them now in an attempt to ground yourself. He giggles and pulls back, kissing slowly along your jaw.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” you assure. “Of course.”

“Can feel your heartbeat,” he says, and kisses down to your chest now, resting his ear against it. He pulls away and smiles wide. “You like me or somethin’?”

It takes nothing for him to make you comfortable, to crack a joke and break the tension. You laugh. “Maybe.”

“‘Maybe’?” he repeats, kissing your neck. “What can I do to convince you, hm?”

Your hands snake up to his brunette hair. “Anything you want.”

Steve sighs and sucks on your neck gently. “Do you mind if I mark you up? I won’t if-“

“Please,” you breathe, fingers twisting in his strands as he continues. You shudder when you feel his tongue against the skin of your throat. “Steve.”

“Jesus,” he mumbles, hardly audible. He bites down on a spot that makes you shiver and you gasp, your hips rutting against nothing. “Dreamed about this, y’know.”

Your throat feels tight. “Am I living up to it?”

“You’re better,” he promises, nose running along your skin. “Much more polite.”

“I don’t have to….” You trail off when he sucks the other side of your neck, making your eyes roll back and fingers clench his hair harder.

“It’s cute,” he says hoarsely. He pulls back suddenly to look at you. “You’re gorgeous, you know.”

Your chest heats up to your face. “Stop it.”

“Why?” He’s concerned. “I’ve always thought so. It’s not just because -“

“Steve,” you say. “I’m - just kiss me.”

So he does, soft lips back on yours, his tongue once again searching for a taste of you. “Beautiful,” he says against them, “stunning.”

He shuts you up with another kiss before you can protest again. This time, it’s deep, heavy. You part your lips to taste him and squeeze your thighs together when you do. Kissing is intimate, but his tongue on yours is more so. His taste is more so. It’s vulnerable and delicious and your hands slide down to his back in an effort to keep him pinned to you. Your nails dig into his skin under the cotton of his shirt and he groans into your mouth, kissing you with more fervor. A big, warm palm trails down your side. Your skin pebbles with goosebumps.

“Can I touch you?” he mutters.

You nod. You squirm a bit when his hand travels back up and his fingers play with the underside of your bra. You’re about to pull away to tell him verbally that he can, but he does, cupping you. His fingers now dig into the swell of your breast and it’s enough to make you moan. He palms experimentally at it, then pulls back. “Gotta see them, honey,” he says, the pet name making you heat up more. “Can I?”

“Uh-huh.”

He smiles softly and kisses the tip of your nose, then forehead, before shifting his body down. His eyes are level with your chest and he’s free now to grope at both of your tits, covered in lace and beads. You let your eyes close. You notice now, without his mouth distracting you, that you ache nearly unbearably between the legs.

“You know I’m a tit guy, right?” he says finally.

You giggle. “I’m learning.”

“This is really pretty,” he continues, a thumb rubbing over the embroidery. “Can I get you more like this?”

“Steve.” You want to berate him. “Don’t spend your money on -“

“I’ll spend it on what I want,” he interrupts. “Which is you.”

You half-heartedly roll your eyes. “You do owe me.”

“How much?” he asks, pulling you upright so he can hug you to his chest, his fingers reaching back to the clasp. You strain your neck to kiss his and smile when his fingers fumble.

“Don’t ask.”

You’re back down on your back. You pout. “Let me pay attention to you,” you nearly whine.

“No,” he says simply, hands reaching for the straps, but you stop him, lacing your fingers through his.

“Please.”

He swallows. “I need you.”

“I need you, too.” You lick your lips and whisper, “I’ve been waiting to worship you for months.”

“Oh,” he says softly, and now he’s shaking.

“Can I? I’ll let you see my tits if you let me sit on your lap.”

He grins shyly. You’ve never seen him like this. Like he’s small under your gaze. “Well, I really do want to see them….”

“Will you take your clothes off?” you ask. “Doesn’t seem very fair.”

“I-“

“Not like I’ve never seen you before,” you remind.

He’s afraid of you seeing his scars. You know it. That’s why his focus is always on the lower half of him and hardly ever his torso. But you’ve seen them a few times from the camera, and once when you went swimming with him and Robin after a shift. Even then, he was cagey, only taking his shirt off because it was sticking to him so uncomfortably. He kept himself under the water and threw his clothes back on nearly the moment he exited his pool. You’ve always wanted to ask what they’re from, but you decided it was best not to ask. The extent of them could only mean it was something highly traumatic.

They’re kind of cute, you think, in a messed up way. You watch him take off his shirt, the silver lines exposed. It matches what’s on his neck, but these are more pronounced. You want to kiss them but you don’t stare for long, not wanting to make him uncomfortable. Now you stare at his cock through his briefs, a wet patch on the front.

“You’re that worked up?”

He throws his shirt at you while grinning. “And you’re not?”

Your bra falls rather unceremoniously off of your shoulders as you sit up to perch yourself on him. His back is against the headboard. He sort of gasps when he sees your tits and you both burst into laughter, leaning your foreheads on each other. You hover, but when you finally sit, you gasp. Feeling him is much different from seeing him. It makes your stomach flip and you know you’re soaking your pretty underwear.

“Oh,” you whisper, experimentally grinding on it. It punches a moan from Steve, his hands flying to your hips.

“Slow,” he says. “I’m still a little sensitive from….”

“Jacking off?”

He’s looking up at you with those big puppy dog eyes. “Uh-huh.” And then his eyes trail down to your tits.

“You can touch them.”

He wastes no time. Big hands back on you. Warm against your cold skin. He cups them, feels the weight of them and sighs. “They’re pretty,” he says, looking up at you through his lashes. “So so pretty.”

You can’t not grind on him. Especially when his thumbs ghost over your nipples. You take his chin and tilt it up so you can kiss him while you rock yourself against him. You’re sensitive from earlier, too, but it feels delicious. His cock hot and hard under you. You can feel it twitch as you move back and forth gently, not wanting to move too fast. You never want this exploration to end.

“Steve,” you sigh into his mouth when his fingers gently pinch your nipples. “Oh, fuck, please.”

“Please?”

“Uh-huh,” you answer, moving awkwardly to kiss down his neck. He stiffens, then relaxes.

“Please what?” His voice cracks, hands still moving against your tits.

“Just - god, more, please.”

His throat vibrates against your lips when he chuckles, then vibrates again as he moans. You suckle on his skin and he whimpers, cock kicking under you. It makes you grind down harder, desperate to chase it.

“Oh my god,” he moans lowly. “Shit. Shit.”

There’s a tickle of stubble when you kiss up his jaw and to his ear, face hot when you whisper, “I want to take what you give me.”

Steve whines again shakily. You’re addicted. He ducks his head under you and situates you better on his lap, moving you with his strong hands. His mouth attaches to your nipple before you have a chance to quip at him and it makes your head fall back. “Fuck!”

“Mhm,” he moans, one hand on your hip and the other on your neglected breast. He’s making out with it, placing sloppy kisses on your nipple before sucking, using teeth where he needs to.

Your hands find his hair again, tugging it, making him groan. You can’t help yourself, grinding on his cock heavy, harshly. It feels so good. You’re surrounded by him, his presence, and after so long of needing him you could cry. “Oh, Steve, shit, you feel - you’re so good -“

He whines again. You’ve heard the same sound dozens of times before, maybe even hundreds, but it’s so real as it ricochets around your bedroom. “Honey,” he mumbles, pulling back, a string of spit connecting his lips to you. Your clit pulses. “Keep tuggin’ my hair.”

Right, you think. He’s tugged his hair in his videos before. You’ve studied him so much and you try to focus now so you can apply your knowledge. Praise, too. He’s cum to comments before. Plenty. “You’re so good at that,” you say, feeling lame. “Your cock, god, it’s - it feels so big. So good.”

You feel like you have whiplash with the speed at which he kisses you again. Both hands are on your waist while he guides you along his cock. The fabric separating you seems evil, but the friction it creates is almost devastating for you. He moans and pants into your mouth again, sloppily. You moan wildly, continuing to tug on his locks, curling them around your fingers before pulling.

“Shit,” he gasps, pushing his hips up into yours. “Wait, shit, wait, gonna cum, we gotta stop.”

“Please let me taste you,” you beg, forcing yourself to lift off of him. “I really, really want to, please.”

Steve laughs incredulously, eyes unfocused and hair a mess. “I won’t survive that.”

“Then don’t,” you say sincerely.

His chest heaves as he stares at you. He nods eventually, shifting down the bed, back flat against it.

“You sure?” you ask, though your already moving down the bed to face his shaft.

“Jesus, yeah.” His voice cracks. “Slow, please. I don’t want to stop.”

You smile and take a moment to kiss his scars. You don’t take too long on it, afraid of him pulling away, but you look up at his face and melt at the adoration in his eyes. You kiss along the waistband of his underwear, then his thighs, leaving little bites and sucking when he squirms.

He breathes your name. Again and again. He seems to stop breathing when you finally hover over his length, then gasps loudly when you kiss him over his underwear.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” he chants, hands moving to his own hair.

“Chill out,” you laugh. “How’re you gonna last?”

“I won’t,” he says desperately. “I won’t, don’t know if -“

“How are you going to handle my pussy?”

He moans, eyes shut tight. Christ, you’ve never seen him like this, either. It’s the biggest ego boost of your life. “I won’t, oh my god. Wa- wanted this for too long, you don’t get it.”

“Believe me,” you say, leaning down again. “I get it.”

You kiss his cock again, gently at first then open-mouthed. You can taste his precum. It’s surprisingly clean, only slightly salty. It makes your mouth water and you crave more. You lick him and he moans. “God, please, please take it out.”

You realize quickly that your fear of not having a good enough reaction for him was unnecessary. When you pull his underwear down, it pulls up, slapping against his stomach. Steve’s huge. Thick, pretty, pink. A vein running up the underside. A few freckles that remind you of the ones scattered across his back along the shaft. You stare, unable to do much else. You realize your jaw is open and you shut it quickly.

“Yeah?” he says, a little smug. He’s propped himself up on his elbows so he can look down at you.

“Holy shit,” you breathe. “Steve.”

“Thought you might say that,” he says, cheeks red.

You bring your focus back to his cock. You reach for it, feeling the weight of it in your hand. Steve makes a noise above you, a cross between a moan and a sigh. You jerk him off for a few strokes, getting used to the weight, before experimentally licking up along the vein protruding on the underside.

“Oh my god!” he nearly shouts, hands flying to your hair. You both burst into laughter after, but you’re quick to suckle on the head of his cock, catching Steve off guard. He moans fists at your hair. “Fuck, I don’t - I don’t think I can,” he pants.

“Please?” you frown, stroking him again. “Just a minute? I want to taste you.”

His eyes go semi-crossed. “Okay. Shit, okay.”

You keep your eyes on his face as you sink down onto him, your mouth hot and wet around him. He gasps and throws his head back, hands still tugging at your hair. He’s whining, high pitched, forcing his hips to still. You take him down surprisingly far, surprising both of you, and you let the weight of him sit in your throat before you pull up. You keep a slow, gentle pace, as much as you’d love to suck his soul out. There will be other times for that, you figure.

Steve curses and babbles nonsense above you. He’s dejected when you pull off, deflating slightly, but it’s clear to both of you that you’ll never get him inside if you keep it up. And you really want to feel him. You want to experience the feeling your fingers have been trying to create the last few months.

“Come here,” he pants, making grabby hands at you. You slide back onto his lap, resting your hands on his chest. His heartbeat is quick and strong under your palms.

“You like that, huh?” you ask.

“More than you realize.”

You want to ask how long it’s been since someone touched him like this. You know he’s been on dates, but you’re not sure how people in town feel about dating a camboy. You open your mouth to ask, but shut it, not wanting to be too forward.

“What is it?”

You shake your head. “I’m just wondering.”

“About?”

“Um,” you say, brain working double time to be as polite as possible. “When was the last time someone paid attention to you like this?”

You want to hit yourself.

“Oh, a while,” he answers easily, fingers playing with the waistband of your underwear. “Couldn’t you tell?”

“I don’t understand.”

“It’s not like I’ve been looking.”

“Why not? You could get anyone -“

“I wanted you.”

Heat once again creeps up your neck. “Oh.”

“Oh,” he smiles. “You gonna let me have you?”

You nod, entranced, a little confused. You nearly don’t believe him. But Steve’s a sincere and honest person, you’ve noticed. If he didn’t want to answer, he would have deflected, not lied.

“I mean it,” he says, reaching up to cup your cheeks. His voice is soft. “I’ve wanted you for a long time. I didn’t want anyone else.”

“What if you never got me?”

“I don’t give up easily.” He takes your hand and presses his lips to your knuckles. “Especially on something as good as you.”

You bite your lip to hide a smile. “Okay. I guess I’ll let you fuck me then.”

“So polite.”

He helps you out of your underwear, moving slow, feeling your apprehension. “We don’t have to,” he insists. “Whatever makes you feel good.”

“I think what makes me feel good will be your cock, Steve.”

But he’s serious. “Are you sure?”

You answer by sitting down on his cock, your folds enveloping his shaft. His eyes widen as he feels how wet you are. “Wow,” he breathes, hands on your hips. You rock back and forth, your slickness helping you grind down on his shaft. You’re stiff with arousal and nerves, but the feeling makes you melt a little bit.

“Feels so good,” he whispers, eyes trained on your joined forms. “So soft and warm… been thinking about this for too - too long.”

“Sorry I made you wait.”

“It’s worth it.”

Steve’s eyes fall closed while you continue your movements. His cock’s hot under you, the vein you were just focusing on rubbing against your clit. Your eyes roll back as the tip of his cock catches on your clit. You’re insatiable, burning up, needing him to stretch you open. Wanting to feel the burn melt into pleasure. Wanting his weight keeping you tethered to the ground when you finally cum around him.

“Condom?” you ask.

“Always keep one on me. Y-you know I’ll need to - um, to get you ready,” he says. “Not bragging.”

“That’s true,” you sigh. “Wish I could just take you now.”

“I know the feeling.”

You’re upset when you finally move off of him, sitting up on your knees, but luckily Steve’s fingers replace his cock swiftly. You gasp while his fingers circle your clit.

“You’re so wet for me, huh?” he asks. “Shouldn’t take much, honey. Just have to use a few fingers, okay? You’ll tell me if it hurts, won’t you?”

“Of course.”

“What an angel,” he smiles, and your stomach twists. “Want to taste you so bad. But I just have to feel you.”

“Next time.”

“Next time,” he sighs happily. “You ready?”

You nod, and his middle finger breaches you nice and slow. His other hand works on your clit. You moan immediately, grinding down on his finger as he sinks in up to his knuckle. A sound from deep in his chest bubbles past his lips. “You’re going to feel so good around me,” he mumbles, moving his mouth back to your tits.

Your hand moves down to his cock and you begin jerking him again, watching his brows knit together. “And you’re going to split me open.”

You’re lost in each other. Steve adds a second, then third finger over the span of half an hour, shushing you and cooing when you wince and tighten around him. His mouth enveloping your tits is a nice distraction when you feel too full, but you know taking him will certainly be a challenge. He’s leaking in your hand, moaning into your skin every time you swipe your thumb over his tip.

“You’re so deep,” you moan. “Mmph, feels so good, Steve.”

“Yeah?” he asks, doe eyes looking up at you. He suddenly crooks them, mumbling there, finding your sweet spot.

“Oh!” you cry, head thrown back. Steve takes the opportunity to kiss your neck again, adding to the hickeys already there. “What - oh, ffffff - uh huh, yeah - Steve, don’t - fucking stop -“

“Holy shit,” he moans, brows furrowed again as he watches you. His cock pulses in your hand. “Like that, huh? Think - think of how it’ll feel when it’s my cock.”

“I’m gonna -“ you grab his wrist tightly, forcing him to stop, as much as you don’t want him to. You don’t want to cum and be spent. “Fuck, need you. Now, please, I need you in me.”

“Are you ready?” he asks softly.

“I don’t know,” you moan. “Just fuck me, please.”

He giggles and kisses your collarbone. “You don’t know?”

“I just know I want you.”

Steve bites his lip, nodding, taking his fingers out of you. You hate how empty you feel without him. It almost makes you hysterical. “Okay. You tell me what you want, alright?”

“Want to ride you,” you admit, taking his cock and rubbing it along your folds.

He clears his throat, looking up at you with wide eyes. His hands grip your hips. “O-okay.”

“That okay with you, Steve?”

“God, yes.” He licks his lips and gently moves you off to the side, quickly digging for his wallet within his balled up sweatpants. He produces a condom and waves it at you, coming back over to the bed.

“Figured something like this might happen,” he says, grinning as he lays back. You take the condom from him and open it quickly, needing him so badly that you’re half inclined to say fuck it to the damn thing. But you roll it on, all while Steve watches you with hooded eyes.

“You’re beautiful.”

“So are you,” you retort, and you line him up with you. The press of the head of his cock against your entrance has you realizing just how painful this might be.

“You’re gonna have to stay still,” you whisper. “You’re too big.”

“I- yeah, yeah, I’ll help,” he stutters. You can tell he’s already so far gone. You’re sure neither of you will last very long, but it’s okay - you just want to be close to him.

He says your name gently as you’re leveling your breathing, still rubbing his cock up and down. He leans up to kiss you softly. “Tell me again.”

You smile. “I need you.”

Steve shivers. “I really like you.”

You bite your lip. “I really like you, too.”

Just the head of him makes you feel like you’re being stretched open. He’s just inside of you and you’re already gripping his shoulders like a vice. Both of your mouths drop open. Steve mumbles holy shit and you sink down a bit deeper, but you have to stop. His hot cock is almost comforting against your walls, a contrast to the pain of the stretch.

“Are you okay?” he forces out, brows furrowed tight with pleasure.

You nod, your brows copying his, mouth still gaping open. He rubs soothing circles into your hips, squeezing them a little. A whine is punched out from you when he’s halfway in and you grab his arm now, nails digging into it.

“Shh,” he whispers, doing his best not to move. “Breathe for me, honey.”

Oh, right. You take in a deep breath, breathing out slow. “You’re so goddamn big.”

“I know,” he says pitifully. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

You nod again and brace yourself on his chest. “More.”

“Breathe,” he reminds. You inhale, then sink down lower on the exhale. His mouth falls open once more, a little guh! slipping from his mouth. He remembers suddenly that he has fingers and he uses them on your clit, rubbing soothing circles into it. You pause, Steve nearly all the way in. “Look at you, huh? So good for me, look how well you’re taking it. So pretty. You feel so good.”

“Uh-huh.” You’re already fucked stupid. Steve is taking up every inch of your existence. You take another deep breath and sink the entire way down, hitting home, your thighs flush with his.

It’s a strange feeling. Full, but aching. Painful, but relaxed. Stretched, but not enough.

“Holy shit,” Steve breathes.

“I know,” you say weakly.

He kisses you gently. “W-whenever - there’s no - no rush.”

There is a rush, you think. You need him pummeling you, like, seven months ago. You force yourself to take some time, and when you feel accustomed to him, you nod.

“Ready?”

Steve looks like he’s in pain, but it’s from sheer pleasure. He nods, unable to speak, hands still splayed out on your hips to hold you to him, like you might slip away.

“You feel so good,” you mumble, pulling off of his cock before slowly sinking back down. You both moan loudly, hands grabbing each other, your legs tightening around him.

“Oh my god,” he gasps. “Oh, honey, let me - give me more, please, Jesus fucking Christ.”

You lean down to kiss him. You move slow and gently on top of him, rising and falling, not taking him in his entirety just yet. You’re both trying to get used to the motions. Eyes crossed, Steve remembers he has fingers, and starts circling your clit again while throwing his head back.

“Steve,” you mewl, “g-good boy.”

“Oh,” he moans, bucking his hips up accidentally. “Please, again, please.”

“Good boy.”

He groans, his hands moving back to cup your ass. “Fuck, you’re - god, feel incredible, g-grip-grippin’ me- I… I need you. W-waited so long.”

“I know,” you say, and it’s now you realize you’re crying. Months of desperation, of fear, of disgust, of adoration coming to a head. Feeling beautiful and wanted above him. It’s not a bad cry at all - it’s a release you didn’t know you needed. It almost feels as good as his cock.

“H-Hey,” he says, sitting up the moment he notices. “You okay? What’s wrong?”

“You feel so good,” you cry. “I feel so good.”

He says your name gently. “I’m here.”

“Wanna keep going, it’s so good, Steve. I need you.”

“Need you too,” he whispers, kissing the tears on your cheeks as you begin riding him again.

He whines and moans, pretty plush lips parted. He’s so fucking pretty it makes you cry harder. You feel possessive of him, legs tight around his hips. Afraid of losing him. But he’s holding you just as tightly, dark eyes full of so much fondness that it makes you want to hide and embrace it at the same time. You clench around him and he swears, growing louder and louder.

“Honey honey honey honey yes, oh god. You’re so g-good, so pretty, just.... L-let… let me t-take care of you.”

His thumb circles your clit. He ducks under your chin to kiss your neck, remembering what spots made you squirm. You tighten around him and gasp, your fingernails once again finding solace in the skin of his shoulders.

“Steve, oh my god, please fuck me.”

You cry out as his hips start bucking up. You’re taking him fully now, both of you grabbing and scratching each other. Your moans are loud and intertwined, desperate.

“Feel so good,” you pant.

“I know,” he mumbles into your skin. “God, not g-gonna fuckin’ last much longer.”

He’s properly fucking you now. Punching out whines and moans with each thrust. The tip of his cock pummels suddenly against your sweet spot and you gasp, back arching. This, with his fingers and the look he’s giving you now, eyes hooded and dark and hyper-focused on you, makes your stomach tighten and flip, feeling tight and unrelenting.

“Gonna cum,” you squeak, leaning forward to brush your lips against his. “Wanna cum for you, please let me, Steve.”

“Oh my god.” He’s so loud it almost sounds like he’s shouting. Face lost in ecstasy. Fingers and hips working overtime, chasing you. “Please cum, squeeze my cock baby, all I fuckin’ want.”

Your own noises grow louder. You’re squirming on top of him while he’s fucking up into you, your hips sinking down to try to match his choreography. Steve’s lips smash against yours, moving slow and calculated. “Cum,” he moans into your mouth.

Your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth opens as you cum, clenching around him tightly. His chest vibrates against yours, gasping and groaning. “So good so good so good- shit, honey, fuck.”

He fucks you through it, holding you tight. You feel otherworldly on the other side of it. Glowing and relaxed and happier than you’ve been in a long time. You’re still crying. More so now. Steve’s eyes are welled with tears too as you pull back to look at him, dazed. “Cum,” you repeat, wrapping your arms around him. “I’ve got you.”

He buries his face in your chest as he does, his hips coming completely up off the bed, fucking you so deep that you feel like you might burst. He bites your collarbone, not too hard but enough to make your cunt clench around him.

You’re both frozen like this, wrapped in each other’s arms, still seated on his softening cock. Steve listens to your heartbeat while you stroke his hair with your fingers. You lean down to kiss the top of his head.

“Steve,” you whisper, voice shaking. “You’re trembling.”

“I’m okay,” he promises, voice thick. “I’m alright.”

You hold him to you as you both catch your breath. You’re both hot and sticky and emotional. Steve kisses up your chest to your neck, then lips, holding your cheeks in his warm hands. Your heads rest against each other while you look into the other’s eyes.

“Hi,” you finally say.

Steve smiles. “Hi.”

“You’re amazing,” you whisper, kissing his nose.

He laughs breathlessly. “I didn’t do anything.”

“You made me cum harder than I ever have.”

“Really?”

It’s your turn to laugh now, running your hand through his hair again. “Why do you doubt your skills? You make thousands of people cum.”

He scrunches his nose. “I only care about you.”

Your heart hammers. “I only care about you, too.”

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starrystevie · 3 months

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fun to kiss, more fun to miss | written by rogersharringtons on ao3

"steve?" he mutters, his voice low and gravely as he wakes up. "what the fuck, dude? i was sleeping." "i have... a very important question to ask you and you aren't allowed to not answer, got it?" he's huffing as he walks along the street, his breath making clouds in the cold night air, eyes squinting against the wind. eddie sits up in bed, attention piqued, and rubs at his eyes to get them to focus a bit more clearly. "wha- is everything okay? are you okay?" "maybe. probably. i don't-" steve huffs again and scrubs a hand over his face. he looks tired, he looks frustrated. eddie isn't sure what he could possibly be this upset over in the middle of the night but what he isn't expecting is- "is it true that you can't come with anyone other than me?"

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tags: alternate universe - modern, camboy steve harrington & eddie munson, light dom/sub, dom steve, sub eddie, pwp, phone sex, spit kink if you squint

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justmeinadaze · 20 days

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Children of the Night Part 8 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Daddy Vampire Eddie/ Switch Vampire Steve & Sub Fem Human Reader, SMUT, brief smacking, handcuffing, pegging :), biting, blood (vampires so yeah), dirty talk, etc. FLUFF, they love each other <3,

ANGST, Steve struggles with his need to talk control and Eddie fears that may have disastrous consequences. Their childhoods are touched on very briefly, negative talk about how Steve's dad can't accept his sons sexuality (very brief) and some conversation about what happened in S4, cliffhanger ending... *evil laughs*

Word Count: 6090

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“Fuck, that’s it, baby.”, you groan as you grind your hips against Steve’s tongue while his hands dug into your thighs as you rode his face. Eddie smirked from his place between his boyfriend’s legs that he was currently holding apart as he thrust roughly into him.

It had been a few months since Eddie had turned Steve and the new vampire was doing much better than he was before. He felt more confident in his ability to feed without fear of fully draining and both men had been able to get a better hold over their emotions.

You sold your house and moved in with them, finding that after everything that happened it was better for you three to be closer to each other. You had also taken over Steve’s responsibilities such as making sure there was enough blood in the fridge just in case and keeping track of their health to make sure they were alright.

You genuinely didn’t mind doing it and they made up for it after they woke up; taking you on dates, spoiling you, and then fucking you till your eyes rolled. They got back to being consistent with streaming and you had become a prominent member as they fed from you.

Grabbing Eddie’s jaw, you brought his lips to yours as your body shuttered and the coil snapped. The metalhead having already fed from you knew it was time for Steve to have his meal and as if they could read reach others minds as soon as Eddie pulled out, the other vampire pushed you off him, and wrapped his arm around your waist, placing you underneath him.

As soon as he guided his cock into your cunt, Eddie did the same with his partner’s entrance again making Steve grumble low in his chest with pleasure before his fangs attached to your throat. Your fingers tangled in his hair as your eyes rolled back.

“Oh my…God. Y-Yes, Renfield. Take what you need.”

His hips pump at a fast pace, thrusting himself deep into your core while pushing back hard against the other vampire whose eyes never left your face; making sure Steve didn’t take too much. Licking his fingertips, Eddie reached underneath him to rub fast circles into your clit causing you to cry out at the feeling.

Right as you came, Steve pulled up his head without prompting, his hair blocking his eyes and his lips covered in blood.

“Good boy. Cum for Daddy, baby.”, Eddie whispered encouragingly in the boy’s ear.

An audible grunt left his lips as he warmed your insides and collapsed on top of you.

“F-Fuck. That was so fucking good. Are…are you ok, honey?”, he panted as his palm cupped your cheek. When you nod, he grins as he licks his thumb and heals the bite mark he left. “I think Dracula’s leaving the cameras on this time while we do some after care, ok?”

“Ok, baby.”

The man himself suddenly appeared next to you with some water and juice, popping the latter open and guiding it to your lips after Steve helps you sit up.

“There we go, good girl. You have to drink all this, alright? Do you want a bath tonight or do you want me to try the washcloth?”

“Washcloth, please, Daddy.”

“Ok, princess. What about you, Renfield? How are you feeling?”

“I’m alright, baby, thank you.”

You beam up at them with heavy eyes as they kiss softly before Eddie disappears again.

Tenderly, your lips kiss Steve’s shoulder and trails down his arms to his hands.

“I love you, Renfield. I love you so much.”, you hiccup as the clingy side takes over and you nuzzle your face into his cool skin.

His palm cups your cheek and brings your lips to his before moving up to your forehead.

“I love you to, Mina…so beautiful, honey.”

“Ay, children.”, Eddie playfully scolds as he swishes his hand back and forth between you two. “So greedy, I swear.”

While cleaning between your legs, the long-haired vampire notices Steve’s kisses becoming a bit more passionate as he licked and sucked on your neck with his lips making your brain start to go even fuzzier.

“Renfield.”

You heard it in his tone. When Steve stepped over the submissive line and disobeyed he wanted to scold him properly so it sunk in but he couldn’t with the cameras on which he knew his partner was aware of. While he had gotten better at controlling his emotions, the urges while or after being intimate were even harder to rein in and Eddie found himself punishing Steve more and more. Neither boy minded but the metalhead was beginning to find repeating himself tiresome.

“Hey, little boy. I didn’t give you permission to do that.”

Standing to his full height, he grabbed his boyfriend’s chin forcing him off you but when Steve’s black eyes glared his way, he growled low in his throat. Wind blew around you as Eddie turned off the camera and angrily tossed the rag in his hand against the wall.

“How many times are we going to do this, Steven? I thought you wanted me to be in control?!”

“I do! I do.”, he insists as he blinks and tries to get to his feet but his partner pushes him back on to the mattress.

“Sit down.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I really am.”, he pleads. “I just…there’s something about her… I can’t…” Steve feels himself go into a slight trance again as he presses his nose to your cheek and inhales your scent. At the action, his large hand glides up your skin between your thighs as your eyes roll closed and you groan. “I can’t help it. I want to fuck her till neither of us can move.”

His last sentence comes out deep and seductive in his vampire voice causing Eddie to blink as he thinks to himself.

“Stop. No. Leave her be tonight. She needs to refuel and rest.”

Grunting in frustration, he begrudgingly moves away from you and guides you backward under the covers, smiling when you immediately fall asleep.

The other vampire’s chocolate eyes constantly scanned over you both as you slept. It wasn’t just a dynamic thing or him being annoyed sexually that Steve wasn’t listening. Eddie understands what it was like to allow the vampire to take over when it came to you both but, unfortunately when it came to the man he loved, Steve had come the closest the most times to accidently killing you by fully draining you.

There had to be a way to get him to listen and be more careful.

That afternoon when you woke up, you found a note with your name on the end table on top of some cash.

“Baby girl,

Can you do me a favor and buy these items here for me? I’d do it myself but I don’t want Steve to know what I’m up to and walking into that store is going to rile me up so he’ll feel that and ask questions so I want to do this while he’s asleep.

If you don’t feel comfortable, I understand. Just burn this note and we can come up with another plan later tonight. I love you, sweetheart.

Things we need…”

Your eyebrows raise as you read the list.

What IS he up to?

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“Good morning, my love.”, Eddie greets as soon as Steve opens his eyes. “How are you feeling? Hungry?”

“Um, no. I’m still pretty full from last night. What are you up to?”

“Nothing. I just thought the three of us could play tonight without the camera.”

“Is Y/N ok with that? She’s not sore?”

“I’m alright, baby, thank you.”, you giggle in a sweet voice as you come around the corner.

The vampire’s jaw drops when he sees you draped in a simple white lace nightie with matching panties underneath. Your nipples peaked through the material but your hair attempted to block his view as it fell around your shoulders. You looked so innocent…

He wanted to ruin you.

“Oh, do you like my gift I got her, Stevie?”

“Yes, Daddy. Fuck she looks so good.”

“Have a seat, baby.” Eddie gestures to a chair he had placed by the bed, beaming sweetly when the vampire listens. “Good boy. Look at you. Listening to Daddy so well tonight. You must really want her.”

Steve aggressively nods as you stand behind him and run your palms along his bare shoulders down his arms.

“Hm. But you were misbehaving last night. Weren’t you, little boy?”

The sound of clicking startles the pretty vampire as you handcuff his wrists behind the chair just as Eddie had instructed before he woke up.

“Weren’t you?”

“Please, Daddy. I’m sorry.”

“Yet you keep disobeying. You’ve gotten better about stopping yourself when it comes to not draining to much but you get so worked up so easily. Even when Daddy tells you no, you give me attitude and sometimes do it anyway.”

“I’m—”

“I know. You’re sorry.”

Taking a seat on the bed, you watch as the metalhead quickly maneuvers around the room, pushing the chair against the wall and chaining the boy so he could barely move.

“Eddie, what the fuck!?”

Steve grunts when the vampire smacks his cheek and grips his jaw.

“I trust you when you say you’re sorry but I need it to fully sink in. When I tell you to stop or do something you do it especially when it comes to her.”

“Are you fucking kidding me!?”

Releasing his hold, Eddie sits beside you and gently rubs your thigh.

“Now because Y/N has been a good girl, I’m going to reward her.”, he coos as he pushes some of your hair behind your ear. “I’m going to let her fuck Daddy.” Your eye lids flutter at his words and his hand effortlessly slides between your thighs to the crotchless panties, his fingers running between your folds.

“You like that idea, princess?”

“Please, Daddy.”

As your lips mingled with his, you both listened as Steve tried to use his strength to break free but failed.

“This isn’t fucking fair! I kept you in control for two years, Edward!” The long-haired boy growls low at his words and you try to calm him by caressing his cheek.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“He needs to learn, baby. I don’t know what else to do.”

“Fuck you both! You’re a part of this to, Y/N?! FUCK! After everything I put up with when it came to you losing control, Eddie. All the fucking deaths I helped you clean up and the times I even saved your fucking life, Y/N!”

The vampire in front of you swished away from you and grabbed his boyfriend’s throat.

“SO THAT MAKES IT OK FOR YOU TO LOSE CONTROL!? FOR YOU TO ALMOST KILL THE WOMAN WE LOVE?! Because I fucked up!?”, Eddie shouted in a deep voice as they glared at each other with black eyes.

“Steve…if you want to stop we can stop. Just say the word.”, you coo gently as you slowly walk towards them. “Eddie, baby, let him go till he tells us.”

When he didn’t move, your hand reached out to grab his wrist as you tenderly kissed his cheek. After a few seconds, he did what you asked. Steve’s dark eyes scanned over you both and the scene in front of him. He wondered if you realized how innocent you genuinely seemed right now; an angel trying to manage two devils.

He wanted you to feel safe with them and even he knew sometimes his neediness was hard to control when the vampire took over. That first night he had almost killed you and it frightened them both. He never wanted to feel that again and he definitely didn’t want that for his partner.

“I’m ok.”, he mumbled.

Eddie stepped towards him with the intention of making him speak up but you cut him off, placing your soft hand on his chin, and gently kissed his lips.

“Are you sure, baby?”

“Yes, ma’am, I’m sure.”

“Ok. Good boy. If you change your mind just let Daddy or me know.”

“Yes ma’am.”

When you turned to face the metalhead again, you were met with kisses as he cupped your face.

“We don’t deserve you.”, he whispers as his thumbs run along your skin.

“No, we don’t.”, Steve agrees.

Eddie carried you to the bed, his soft kisses becoming more passionate as you both grinded against each other.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?”

“Y-Yeah, I’m…I’m a little nervous.”

Your eyes rolled as he open mouth kissed your neck, his tongue caressing your skin as you both groaned.

“I know, pretty girl. I can feel it but—fuck—do you feel how hard you’re making me?”

“Fuck, Daddy. C-Can I…is it ok if I…?”

Glancing towards Steve, he noticed the dent in his pajama bottoms as he felt the energy rise between the two beings loved. Nodding, Eddie rolled out of your way and got up to place himself behind his partner.

“Crawl for us, baby.”

Giggling, you did what he wanted, sinking to your hands and knees to make your way towards them. Steve whimpered at the sight as the other vampire ran his hands along his chest.

“I’ll make you a deal. If you behave through this, I’ll allow her to suck your cock so you can cum down her throat.”

“Yes, baby, please.”

Eddie grinned as you perched your elbows on his thighs between his legs and tenderly kissed his tummy. Your breasts behind the silky material perfectly rubbed against him making him pant against the other boy’s cheek before his stomach was suddenly cut and you began to drink his blood.

Steve tugged on his restraints as his head fell back, moaning loudly you sucked his wound.

“Oh…my…FUCK! That feels so fucking good.”

“I know, baby. I know. I bet you want to fuck her till little one can barely walk, huh? Oh, to bad you can’t seem to listen to Daddy.”

“I’ll listen! I’ll listen…please, Daddy. I promise.”

“I know you will. Come on, beautiful. Time for your reward.”

Your body swayed as Eddie reached for your bicep and guided you to your feet. Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he dug through the bag you brought out and untangled the strap on from the tissue paper the shop at used as an extra layer of hidden production.

When his eyes meet yours, you can’t help but giggle at the innocence behind them as you lean down to peck his lips, taking the toy from his hand, and sliding it up like underwear. Taking his hand in yours, you place his fingers between your legs.

“Feel that? When you click the button on the remote, it will vibrate. The harder I pump the harder it presses against me.”

“Fuck me, sweetheart. You are so perfect.”, he whines his hand grabs the back of your neck forcing your mouth to his. “Come here, baby.”

As he starts to position you over his face, you stop him.

“Wait, Daddy. Since you’re letting me take over a bit… can we try it the other way?”

“Um, Jesus, yeah. You’ll tell me if I’m too heavy?”

“Yes, I promise.”

After laying you flat on your back, Eddie takes off his boxers and straddles his knees on either side of your head, being careful to not hit you by accident or pull any of your hair. Trying to comfort him, you run your hands along his thighs and a small groan leaves his lip.

Pressing the little button on the remote, the vibration comes to life between your legs and you moan his title as he tilts forward to wrap his mouth around the end of silicone. The lower his head went the harder the garment pressed against your clit causing you to moan around his cock as his tip hit the back of your throat driving the vampire crazy.

“Fuck, Y/N! That feels so good.”

Static and need run through your body as you felt Steve get more turned on by what he was witnessing. Thrusting upwards, you groan as you listen to Eddie gag and find a steady rhythm as you search for a release. Making sure to keep your mouth full of him, you kept his cock warm between your cheeks as your eyes rolled and the coil snapped.

Your moans around his length had him grunting loudly as he tried to control himself from coming as well. You both weren’t even close to being done and he wanted to savor the moment.

Carefully, Eddie bounced away from you towards the bedside table to grab the lubrication as you turn to glance towards the other vampire whose eyes were now black with desire as the vampire was starting to take over. You could hear his low growl as he tried to maintain control, his arms and hands tugging against the chains around him.

Quietly, you wiped the drool from your mouth and stroked it along the toy, groaning lightly as it pushed back against you.

“I love you, Steve. Come back to us, baby.”

“Love…you…”, he strained a reply as his eyes squeezed shut. “Sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry.” A tap on your shoulder causes you to turn as Eddie hands you the bottle. “Why does his speech break like that? Yours doesn’t.”

“He’s hungry and still new… The more he learns to control it, the quicker that will go away.”

“He needs to eat?”

“No, hey, focus. He’s ok. I can give him a blood pack after.”

“Not hungry…for…food…”, the other vampire huffs. “Want…you…”

Eddie’s head tilted at his partners comment as he whispered in your direction. “Can you feel that?” You nod as your breathing picks up the same way it does right before you orgasm. “Can you tap into it? Show me what you’re feeling from him?”

Closing your eyes, you do what he asks and try to focus on what was running through Steve at the moment. You could absolutely feel the want for you both but for Eddie it was a combination of anger and intense desire. He wanted to prove that he could be in control and still take care of him. It was like an internal battle within himself where Steve still wanted Daddy but the vampire wanted to BE Daddy.

When your eyes opened again, he smirked your way and you mirrored him as you turned to focus on Eddie, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him back against the pillows as you took your place between his legs.

“Lay back, Daddy. I can take care of you.” His chocolate eyes watched you carefully as you poured some of the lube in your palm and mewled when you firmly massaged his entrance with your fingers. “That’s it, honey, fuck you’re tight.”

His cock twitched at your words as he reached down to lazily pump himself as he waited. As you slowly began guiding the silicone into him, his breath caught in his chest as his back arched.

“Fuck, baby.”

Gripping his thighs for leverage, you made subtle thrusting motions with your hips as the vibration between your legs pressed harder against your clit.

“Daddy takes it so well. There you go… sucking me in like a good boy.”

Where Eddie could normally feel you both, something primal was blocking the notion. He loved the way you were talking to him but he needed to make sure you still understand he was in charge. Is this what Steve was struggling with? Did he not need Daddy anymore?

As you picked up your pace, the boy beneath you exposed his neck a bit more and you literally felt your mouth salivate. You wanted nothing more than to kiss it and run your tongue along that vein on the side.

It looked so…delicious…

“FUCK!”

You’re not sure when you did it but suddenly your human teeth were biting so hard into Eddie’s throat that blood was now draining past your lips. The notion was so strong and he tasted so good, even more so when his fingers tangled in your hair and held you closer to him as he grunted in pleasure.

You didn’t see it but his eyes darkened and you abruptly stopped moving as he yanked you back roughly.

“Who told you to stop fucking me?”, he growled in a deep voice that had you exhaling heavily. His palm grabbed your neck and a grumble of warning caused you to start thrusting into him against. “Never…NEVER forget, little girl, I’m Daddy. You think you’re in charge right now but that’s an illusion. I’M always in control. Do I make myself clear?”

Your eyes blinked and softened as you nodded.

“I’m sorry, Daddy. I-I-I don’t know…”

“It’s ok, baby. You got this. Fuck me harder, sweetheart. Please.”

Your gaze never left his as you did what he asked, pumping into him so hard the bed began to shake until you screamed and fell against his chest. His arms wrapped tightly around you as he moaned into your ear and you felt his seed hit your belly between you.

“Eddie, I’m…I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you?”

“Shhhh…it’s ok. I’m ok. See? All healed.”, he coos as he shows you his neck that you tenderly kiss. “Do you think you can wait a few more minutes before I give you a bath?”

“Yeah, of course.”

Carefully, you pull out of him and lay there patiently as he helps you remove the device, tossing it on the floor. Rising to his feet, he grabbed the computer chair and wheeled it directly in front of his partner as he took a seat.

“Do you want to start being in control?”

“No…I don’t…”

Eddie doesn’t say a word as he watches you stand and walk towards Steve, kneeling as you move around to free him. With his hands still bound behind his back, however, you help him out of his seat and walk him towards the metalhead.

Without prompting, he straddles his lap facing him as his head hangs. Both vampires exhale as Eddie takes hold of his chin, tilting his eyes to meet his own.

“Talk to me.”

“It’s hard…”

“I mean…yeah, but after what you just saw I’m not surprised.”

You smile as Steve breathily laughs, shaking his head.

“You’re so fucking stupid.”

“You love it.”

“I do.”, he sighs before leaning his forehead against his own. “The feelings are so strong, Ed. The vampire wants to take over so bad. He wants to hold you down and have you kneeling at MY feet. He wants to shove his cock down your throat and hear you choke.” Eddie’s eyes lids fluttered as he tried to keep his facial features from showing anything.

Placing his palm on Steve’s lower back, he guided him to grind his hips against his thigh.

“He wants to fuck you both till the fucking mattress breaks… He’s—mmm—hungry for you and blood. I just want to hold you both and have you do those things to me like we always do but it’s primal, honey.”

Helping him to move faster, Eddie leans up to kiss his lips and Steve groans against them as he nears his release.

“Steve Harrington, I love YOU. If you want to try switching it up I’m fine with that. What I can’t allow is for you to hurt her. Y/N is a strong woman but she’s still fragile. She doesn’t heal like we do. That part of the vampire you and I BOTH need to do better with.”

The man’s body trembles as he cums, his pants dampening against Eddie’s skin.

“It’s only with her, baby.”, he whispers as he pants against his mouth. “…and you. Do…Do you still crave me?”

“Fuck, Steve.”, he chuckles. “That fucking word choice turns me on. Yeah I do, sweetheart, but… I didn’t figure it would give me any kind of sustenance like her blood.”

“Try it.”, you encourage. “Maybe just offer him your wrist.”

Doing as he suggest, he offers him his arm and the other vampire hesitates before biting into his flesh. Eddie flinches for a moment but the pain is soon replaced with pure ecstasy as his eyes roll back. The sound of metal clanking to the ground fills the room as Steve broke the cuffs apart, grabbing his boyfriend and falling hard to the floor.

You had no idea what was happening but you didn’t want to ruin it if it was something that could help them. Sinking to your knees, you crawled slowly to them, watching as the pretty boy man handled the other vampire onto his hands and knees, pulled down his pants enough to free his cock, and slid it into the man beneath him.

At a brutal pace, Steve trust into him as they both grunted and growled. Eddie’s hair blocked his face as his head hung but as you laid on your back beside them and tried to move it, his hand reached out to catch it, stopping you and pinning it to the floor.

Gripping his long mane, Steve yanked his back to his stomach and it was then you noticed their eyes were black; the vampires were in charge. Eddie bit into the arm across his chest making the other boy mewl as the echo of skin slapping filled the room.

They came at the same time, Steve slamming his release hard inside of him until he fully emptied with Eddie spilling on the floor. Their lips mingled together as their tongues licked any remnants of blood that lingered around their chin.

“H-How did it feel?”, you squeaked.

Both sets of dark eyes met yours before gliding down the white lace that clung to your sticky, sweaty body. Eddie’s blood stuck to the fabric drawing their attention to your breasts as your nipples poked through the garment. An intense feeling washed over you and your breathing picked up as they let each other go, crawling your way like a lion on the hunt.

“Hungry.”

They dived at you at the same time as both men took control.

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Thirteen-year-old Eddie wanders around Hawkins desperately searching for something, ANYTHING, to clear his mind. His dad had called Wayne from jail asking for money again.

“No, Allen! And even if I did have any extra funds I wouldn’t give them to you because that would go towards your son. You remember him, don’t ya?”

No, he doesn’t. His dad forgot about him long after he went in and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t hurt him.

Walking past a music store, he finds something that grabs his attention; a guitar hanging in a music store window.

“Hey, sweetheart. You are perfect, aren’t you?”, he thinks to himself as he presses his forehead against the glass.

“Edward Munson! Get your dirty face away from my display.”, the owner scolds as she shoos him with her hands. “Don’t come back unless you’re going to buy something!”

“One day, Mrs. Barber, I AM going to rescue that beautiful thing from your evil clutches and after I do, she and I are going to travel the world with my band and become famous! You’ll regret being so fucking rude to me!”

“Mhmm… I don’t think they allow you to have guitars in jail.”

Eddie’s eyes widen at her insult as he glances around him, locking eyes for a brief moment with the king himself, Steve fucking Harrington. He tries to gather his faculties for a comeback so he seems tough but he can’t think of anything as embarrassment floods his face.

Sighing in defeat, he runs in the opposite direction.

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Steve hated outings with his dad because everything became a lesson.

“Civilized people don’t do this or that.”

“As Harrington’s our image matters.”

With every sentence, he was reminded that there was a thin line he was balancing on when it came to his father and one wrong move could have him hating him forever.

“Edward Munson!...”

Both Harrington boys glanced towards the music store owner yelling at the youngest Munson outside of her shop.

“Jesus, who does that kid think he is? His family can barely afford a can of beets let alone an instrument.”

“Maybe he just wants to look at something. Give him motivation to buy whatever he’s staring at. You always say motivation is important.”

“Not for him, son. Munson’s are freaks who are always meant to be at the bottom.”

Eddie’s eyes met Steve’s and for some reason the youngest Harrington boy felt guilty. He wanted to tell his dad to fuck off, run over to this other boy he desperately wanted to hug, and defend him from Mrs. Barber. He wanted to buy the entire store so he could smash everything inside it for her rude comment and give the instrument Eddie wanted to him for free just to see him smile.

But he couldn’t…

His dad would punish him or worse if he said one thing that wasn’t “right”.

When their eyes locked from across the street, Steve felt like a failure but he didn’t understand why as the other boy turned heel and ran.

Both vampire’s eyes opened as the memories faded away. To be able to see from each other’s point of view was a bit odd but now they understood why you felt so strongly about leaving them after Steve turned. If you had felt everything he had felt when he thought Eddie was gone or what the metalhead felt when he first woke up in the upside down, no wonder you ran.

Realizing their movements were slower they glanced down to see their skin stained with blood as fear washed over them looking down at your tiny frame.

“Y/N? Shit! Y/N, baby, wake up!”, Eddie screamed as he grabbed your arm and rolled you on to your back.

“Ow! Fuck me, I’m awake. Why are you holding me so tightly? You’re hurting me.”, you whined as you rubbed your hands over your tired eyes.

“I thought…we thought…what happened?”

Blinking, your gaze shifted between them.

“You don’t remember?”

“The last thing I remember was biting Eddie—”

“Oh no.”, you giggle as their brows furrow together. “Then you missed a lot of the good stuff. You two went at it like you hadn’t seen each other in years. Steve, you took over and turned into someone completely different. Not in a bad way, though.”

Eddie’s eyes scan the void as he tries to remember what he can.

“I do remember bits and pieces but after I bit you, Steve, it’s just…a bit of blur.”

“We didn’t hurt you, did we?”

“No.”, you smile as you shake your head. “You feed from a little bit but that wasn’t what you seemed to be hungry for. I wish I could show you… the vampires within you were rough but not…violent. Not to me, anyway. When we were done playing and you were done feeding, Eddie gave me a bath and Steve cleaned the floor. I’m not quite sure why you didn’t clean yourselves but…”

“Did we talk to you?”

“Mhmm. Not in like full sentence but it was more like one or two words at a time.” You scrunch your face and playfully deepen your tone. “Hungry. Pretty girl…taste good. Tight.”

The three of you laugh as Steve falls back against the pillow.

“Maybe…maybe the reason you struggle to control the vampire is because…they don’t NEED to be controlled. They just want to be able to be free every now and then. I bet if you stop ‘repressing’ them you’d remember more and actually get what you want…more control.”

Nodding, both men cuddle up to you and kiss your cheek.

“Ew, you both are really sticky!”

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You grinned at both vampires as they laid in bed on their sides facing each other while they quietly whispered admirations and declarations of love. Steve ran his fingers through Eddie’s tussled hair while the other continued to caress his palm down the boy’s back.

You imagined this was another small glimpse into their past before everything terrible happened to them. Two young men lying in bed together dreaming of the perfect future where they could happy.

Allowing them some space to be, you focused on their website in front of you, scanning through dialogue on their message boards and open chat forum before something abruptly changed.

“Eddie? Steve?”

“Hm?”

Words were appearing along the screen too fast for you to keep up but what you could see had you frozen in fear. Feeling the sudden shift, both vampires whooshed to your side watching as your hand shook as you pointed to the screen.

Renisa10: “No! No there’s no way! I thought they said Steve Harrington died.”

MenaMyQueen: “No, you idiot. They never found his body.”

Here12whatever: “I guess Eddie Munson kidnapped him and now he has Stockholm Syndrome.”

DraculaStoker1984: “So he kidnapped Steve AND Y/N, got them to fall for him, and then convinced them to do all this? Fuck no.”

Justice4ChrissyCunningham: “Eddie Munson is a fucking murderer and should be in hell for what he did! If Steve Harrington isn’t a victim than he’s an accomplice!”

Steve quickly ran into the living room and turned on the tv, flipping channels till he found what he was looking for.

“Yes, we were finally able to get a positive ID on the men known online as ‘Renfield’ and ‘Dracula’. With some diligent work from our IT team as well as some research from credible sources we have learned that the alias Renfield is missing and had been presumed dead Steven Harrington who disappeared from Hawkins, Indiana a little over 2 years ago and alias Dracula is fugitive Edward Munson who is still currently wanted for the murders of 3 students in the same town as Mr. Harrington.”

“Chief! Chief! What about the other young lady who’s been seen in their streams?”

“Ah yes. Alias Mena is Y/N Y/L/N. There is no criminal record for her besides a few juvenal crimes. We speculate she may actually be a victim and not an accomplice but AGAIN that’s just speculation.”

“Why don’t you assume the same for Steve Harrington?”

“That’s up for his lawyers to prove when we catch him. We have several accounts saying him and Mr. Munson were romantically involved but his father Bill Harrington denies this.”

Steve growls low in his throat as he glares at the tv.

“Wow, in two years, nothing has changed, huh, Harrington? People are still really good at painting me as the villain.”, Eddie replied sassily as he folded his arms across his chest.

“I haven’t seen my dad since I moved in with you and Wayne and yet he still refuses to accept I love you.”

“I’m not a victim…”, you whisper. “I hate that they called me that. I’ve been a victim my entire life… but not with you two.”

The metalhead’s eyes softened as he reached out to grab your hand and kiss the back before throwing you a gentle reassuring smile you knew was fake.

“Don’t. Don’t tell me and Steve to leave you. Please.”

“Y/N—”

“No. I saw what it did to you both and you said it felt like a piece of your soul was missing. I won’t do that to you again…either of you. I actually think I can help you but I want something in return.”

Steve took a seat on the chair across from you as Eddie leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees.

“Help how?”

“I can boot them out and reroute the feed but I genuinely believe I can do it where they can’t find us again. We can still run if you want to but you still need income. You still need your site and I can make sure you can utilize it where they can’t track it or the account the money goes in to.”

“Hm, so much for ‘only juvenile’ crimes.”, the pretty boy teases. “Why haven’t you offered to do this before?”

“I didn’t want to steal Dustin and Mike’s thunder.”, you smile. “Plus, the did a good job. It just seems like the police have updated their methods.”

“I see. Ok, baby girl. I’ll play along. What do you want in return?”

Heavily exhaling the nerves, you turn to face him with confidence.

“Change me into a vampire.”

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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Oh my goodness - I love your writing, I haven’t stopped reading your stuff over the last couple days!!

Absolutely LOVE your new perv!Eddie x camboy!Steve - it’s absolute filth and I’m living for every second of it! The whole “pretty boy is small”, it’s so different and it has me feral, I’m I’m here for it all day and I’m almost sorry. And I know you said mentioned Eddie’s size - but imagine with me for a second this idea…

He’s a ✨big boy✨. Not necessarily long, but he’s thick and he doesn’t realise he’s bigger than average because he’s inexperienced. But then when pretty boy sees it… gets all whiny cause it puts a couple of his toy to shame.

Pretty boy needs two hands to stroke all of him; jaw is aching before he’s swallowed all of him; and the stretch…. The ✨stretch✨!!!!

(Totally understand if this was not your thing, or the direction you were hoping for this fic)

PT. 1 of the camboy!steve/perv!eddie fic on ao3

UM NO NO THIS IS ABSOLUTELY MY THING THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN, I WILL ACCEPT MORE OF YOUR THOUGHTS AT ANY TIME......I'M DROOLING OVER HERE JUST GIVE ME A SECOND 🤤🤤🤤

okay now that i'm more composed *clears throat* let's explore this wonderful idea of yours together :)

(also i'm so glad you said this bc i've had monstercock munson on the brain for a while now so this just really hits the ball out of the park for me)

steve's been doing this camboy gig for a while now.

it's gone pretty well for him--all things considered. he makes a decent living off of it. he likes the attention. he gets to chat with cute strangers.

receiving unwarranted dick pics in his inbox comes with the territory.

he's seen everything under the sun in terms of variation in girth, length, color, cut/uncut, piercings, tattoos, hairy, clean shaven, etc. most arrive with no message at all or something like, 'i'm so hard 4 u.'

when he first started out and was trying to amass a following, he'd respond to every single one (no matter how gross or weird the messages got).

he'd take on the bratty bottom role--that he's since mastered--and numb any part of him that might have been too disgusted to continue. replying with a short and sweet comment like:

'hmm hot, but i've had bigger down my throat.'

'looking good, handsome. do you think you could handle me?'

'i'll cockwarm you until you're crying and calling me 'mommy.' '

however, as time passed and his following grew, steve realized he didn't have to respond to all of his messages if he didn't want to.

each week, he'd scroll through his overflowing inbox, select a handful at random, have a laugh at the desperate behavior occurring on the other side of the screen, and respond with one of his pre-set templated replies before automatically deleting the rest.

that was, until he met eddie munson over a quick video-call and realized keeping his emotions separate from his job was going to be much more challenging than he'd previously anticipated.

it's a friday night. steve finished his stream a few hours ago, got thai food for dinner with his best friend--robin--at their favorite local spot, and is attempting to wind down for the evening.

but, it's no use.

he's horny. his mind is an impure palace of need. his hands trail over his chest and tease the sensitive buds of his nipples while he tries to focus on the netflix documentary he picked at random.

steve's little dick throbs in his silk pajama shorts where he lays beneath the pink sheets, tossing and turning, with only one person on his mind.

his cock's wet between his legs--head slick and dripping down his hairy thigh with all the filthy ideas of what he'd like to do to eddie munson if he ever gets the chance to meet him in person.

he has no idea what eddie's working with physically. he can only imagine what may hide behind the confines of that shredded black denim.

not that steve really cares about the size of eddie's dick. in the grand scheme of things, he likes him and that's plenty. but, it is something he wonders about from time to time. especially recently.

see--steve's thought process goes a little something like this:

if eddie's as small as he is or even smaller, so be it. he'll teach him everything he knows about pleasure, frotting, edging, and more.

if eddie's average, like he claims to be, steve won't mind. average is perfectly fine with him. he'll be easy to swallow down and impress. he'll be easy to ride in a multitude of positions.

from what steve had seen of his personality, he can't exactly imagine eddie being huge.

he's a self-proclaimed loser, halfway through his twenties and still a virgin, wears graphic t-shirts with anime characters on them and has one of those intense gamer-boy headsets.

horneir than he's been in a while, steve rolls onto his stomach and grinds into his bed to try to relieve the tension building at his core.

he grips the sides of his pillow, cutely tucks his chin into the plush softness, and mouths at the fabric while he rolls his hips in grinding circles.

steve loves making out.

he loves making out with cock even more.

mouthing over a cute boy's boxers until he just can't take it anymore and cums in his pants. steve would bet money that he could make eddie cum in his pants that way. he'd pull up his jeans for him after and make him spend the rest of the day walking around town just like that. messy, deplorable, and sticky in all the right places.

steve makes himself cum in under a minute. images of eddie whining and calling him 'mommy' in muffled tones dancing like sugar plums around his delusional head. he soaks through the silk fabric of his pajama shorts and watches as a damp spot blooms in the middle.

he giggles to himself. smiles softly.

wonders if eddie would have any interest in sucking on the soiled material while steve sucks him off...

usually, he'd go right to sleep after one round, but his cock is still aching with curiosity despite orgasming, so he lazily stretches to reach for his laptop and grabs it from the nightstand.

coincidentally, he makes the split second decision to check his inbox before navigating to his favorite porn site 'lovebunny.com.'

he's planning on just clearing out the messages as he usually does, when something catches his eye and his heart skips a beat, runs a marathon, and ends up trapped in his throat where he wants the sender's dick to be asap.

to: prettyboy86

from: ethebanished

sent at 10:53 p.m.

hey steve,

hope ur having a good night.

idk why i'm sending you this. sorry. i've never sent anything like this to anyone before. bc i'm a virgin and i've never had the opportunity, but um. here it is. my dick...if u were interested in seeing it?

it's not much. probably looks small compared to what u normally see. idk. i'm also kinda high rn and my friend gareth is in the next room and he told me not to do this, but i thought maybe u would like it?

excited for ur stream tomorrow. i tried pineapple on pizza last night bc u said it's ur favorite. not bad. i actually rlly liked it.

'night,

eddie m.

attachment: 6edf45lp.jpg

steve's throbbing.

he's got a hand--he only needs one--around the entire length of his cock and he's twisting tightly around the head as he downloads the image to his computer and waits for the file to open.

he's vocal.

he's considerably vocal.

he's tipsy off of a couple glasses of rose from dinner and he's arching his back like he does when he's on camera, but this time it's genuine.

'gonna show mommy your cock, baby?' he moans highly as the image loads and he strokes himself faster, 'that's it. that's a good boy. mommy's pussy wants to milk you dry. drink up all your big boy cum for you. oh--such a good boy for me--you can handle it. deep breaths while i make you feel good, sweet thing. almost there, hold still for mommy-'

a jumble of random pixels becomes a full picture and steve harrington is a mewling, whimpering, slutty mess.

he's fucking his hand, he's rolling his balls between his palms, he's taste testing the last batch of cum that he squirted all over the inside of his tiny pink shorts. he's rubbing it up and down his shaft like lube. shoving some in his ass with two fingers, clenching hard, and closing his eyes so he can pretend eddie munson just finished inside him. pervy little virgin would cum so quick.

the picture is fucking perfect.

eddie's standing in front of--what looks to be--a bathroom mirror. the lighting's shit, but steve can see clearly enough. his red and black checkered pants sit around his upper thighs. unzipped and tugged down--chains dangling. eddie's holding his fat dick in one hand and snapping the photo on his phone with the other.

it's huge. it's practically unreal. wider than any of the toys steve has in his collection. his own hand doesn't fit around it and it's long enough to rest a solid few inches above his belly button. steve's horny brain tells him that the slap it would make against his abdomen would probably be quite loud.

there's a vein running from the underside of his shaft to the tip and the whole thing is dusky pink like his nipples. his balls are round, perky, relatively hairless. there's a thicket of dark hair that starts at his navel and spreads out over his pelvis. his v-line is defined and there's a tattoo steve can't make out on his hip. he's biting his lip and steve can't tell if it's because he's nervous or thinks it's sexy, but it's working for him either way.

it's everything he could have ever wanted.

he's so gone. he's babbling filth and cumming onto his keyboard which is going to be a nightmare to clean up, but who cares? one of his mindless followers will buy him a new one if he complains about it loud enough with a glittery dildo up his ass.

'mommy's never taken cock that big, baby. you're gonna have to be careful, give it to me nice and slow. oh it's so fucking big,' he groans thumbing at his slit like it's a clit, hard and fast, 'mommy's gonna have to keep you away from all the other boys so no one else finds out what a fat cock you have hiding in there. mmm. if only they knew, but i'll never let them because i'm gonna trap you in my pussy and cockwarm you until you promise to be mine.'

when he cums for the final time, he kisses the screen. licks it clean and saves the picture to a folder he has labeled 'work.' the nastiest part of him wants to make it his screensaver, but if eddie ever found out, he'd likely never talk to steve or watch his stream again and he can't risk that.

'you and i are going to have so much fun together,' he says before falling asleep with his laptop on his stomach and eddie munson's cock watching over him like an angel from a very sexy realm.

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half-oz-eddie · 8 months

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I know so many of my mutuals love cam boy Billy who gets all sexy for the camera but can I just say…

I love broke and desperate cam boy Billy who becomes a performer to make ends meet, but he’s so insecure about his body in comparison to others on the website, he won’t do any nudity streams, so he just does chat-with-me streams to make just enough to cover rent.

He has an audience average of 10, 30 on a good day. Most just have a thing for blue eyed bottoms with long blonde hair.

He’s so poorly ranked on the site that Steve found him by chance by filtering his search and reordering the results from bottom to top. Steve becomes a fan because Billy is honest and authentic (and hot), and makes him feel less awkward about looking for something interesting on a website a porn pop up led him to.

Steve pays for private shows, just so he can talk to Billy and get to know him better. Billy does it because he needs the money, and Steve does it because he’s terribly lonely.

And, well, Billy is terribly lonely too.

They keep it “professional.” At first. No real names are used, and they only know each other as performer CamaroBoy29 and user KS003.

Eventually, Billy becomes more confident and the private shows with Steve gradually escalate from “what’s up” to “my name is Billy, my name is Steve,” to Billy helping Steve with his midterm paper.

Then, they're doing late night shows after work, where Billy is venting about how much he hates his dad, and Steve is agreeing, revealing how his dad is an asshole too.

"Are you sure you wanna pay $12 a minute for this? I feel like you should be charging me." Billy joked.

"No, don't be silly. I like this a lot."

Not only is Billy more confident, he's smiling more, he's feeling safer, he has a friend that he's really fond of. The private shows start to become friendlier. Sometimes they're drunk nights, both of them letting loose, playing 21 questions and flirting. Billy takes a risk and lets Steve see his dick, Steve tells Billy all his sexual fantasies, and not long after, they agree to meet up.

They exchange numbers, and the private shows stop, but the photo exchanges and Apple Pays commence.

Whenever Steve has time off from school, he flies out to California to take Billy on dates. They enjoy their time together, slowly falling in love.

For awhile, Billy continues to do his no nudity shows, and Steve continues to be a supportive fan. Billy doesn’t want to rely on Steve like he’s some sugar daddy.

Steve still wants Billy’s attention—and he wants it bad. He sends $10 or more every show, just so Billy will thank him by username, and buys every outfit on Billy’s Amazon wishlist.

When Steve finally graduates from university, he tells Billy he’s going to turn down his father’s job offer and find his own way, but in California.

“I just wanna be near you.” Steve tells him.

Billy doesn't get it. He can’t understand why. He’s nobody. He’s ranked like—4,700 on a cam website because he’s too pussy to show his cock. He lives in a tiny ass, sorry excuse for apartment where his water is always cold, and he thinks he’s just a piss poor excuse for a human who can’t find enough hours to even go to the college of his dreams because he needs to work. He’d be damned if he ever had to go back to his abusive home.

Steve didn’t see Billy as a pussy or 4,700th. He saw Billy as brave, amazing, adventurous, his #1, and the best sex he’s ever had in his life.

Steve gets a really nice apartment where the water is always hot, and there’s always space for Billy, so he can do the things he loves, and be with the person who loves him.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #harringrove fanfiction #camboy Billy #ivy.doc

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bleedingoptimism · 6 months

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It’s kind of fucked up, the situation Eddie finds himself in. Because he’s obsessed with a camboy, but he’s also kind of obsessed with his friend Steve.

📷💸💦 live! on ao3

☕🥐💕 coffee?

#stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #camboy steve #i wrote something #this fic is kind of unhinged ngl

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jellyfishloveletterghosts · 2 years

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Ohhh for the otp asks maybe Harringrove for #30??? 🖤😽

Thanks for the ask hun 💜💜😊

30. Write a short exchange of dirty talk between them.

I started something else for this but like the back story started creeping in so instead have something that's more cheeky prelude than dirty talk that ended up not fitting the overall vibe of the Fraternity x Werewolf mashup I'm doing for harringroveweek.

“You know you can’t just do whatever you want with me right?” Steve says like he isn't practicing vibrating at the very idea.

“Course I can, I paid for you. You belong to me now, pretty boy.” Billy grins fingers a cage on Steve’s wrist keeping him close as if he wants to be anywhere else.

“You bought a date, not me and you can't turn me.” Werewolf bites only work on humans and Steve has never been human no matter how good he is at passing for one.

“Never even crossed my mind.” Billy undermines his own statement by leaning in an nipping at Steve’s throat sending a shock of heat through I'm.

“Liar.” He doesn't really know but the accusations get him the desired result. Another heat pooling nip to his neck.

“What are you?” Billy asks tongue lapping at his skin like he's trying to figure him out by taste alone.

“Why don’t you take me someplace private and give me a thorough inspection, see if you can figure it out.” Steve keeps his tail deliberately hidden, curled around his waist.

“I’m going to eat you up.” the words are mostly growl.

“This isn’t little red riding hood but you can eat me out."

Steve grins as Billy tips his head up enough to show his eyes flashing red in warning. “That's what I meant. Better knock it off with the jokes or I'll turn your ass red.”

“Does that mean you won’t put a collar on for me?” Steve jokes with a grin of his own.

“I’ll put a fucking collar on you.” Billy’s hand comes up, fingers spreading wide over his throat as if to emphasize his point.

“Only if you intend to keep me.”

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#harringrove #jellyghostfic #jellyghostask #ask game #billy hargrove x steve harrington #short #this week has kicked my ass and now I'm getting sick 😭#I have one more now but again probably tomorrow because i don't feel.#tbe other thung I started was catboy camboy but like i said to much backgprund was creeping in and my brian is melting

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dragonflylady77 · 2 years

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(header by @dirtbagdefender )

Harringrove Master List

Harringrove micro poetry on Ao3 (series)

Grease 2 AU ramblings

Harringrove Story Challenge chapter 5 by me

Fics:

Why fight a guy (when you can kiss him instead) [previously titled Steve can't take it anymore] - on Ao3

Never fall for a straight guy - on Ao3

A frankly ill-timed visit - on Ao3

definitely better than being dead (July 4 fic) - on Ao3

i wanna do everything with you (harringrove relay race fic) - on Ao3

i got you a whole flower shop (valentine's day fic, Florist!Billy) - on Ao3

i know how i feel about you now (HGC valentine exchange, present for @spaceofentropy, Limo driver!Steve) - on Ao3

Mr Steve and the Monster Hunter (Harringrove Big Bang fic) - on Ao3

The Birthday Wish (Billy's birthday fic) - on Ao3

Not-So-Blind Date (Harringrove Relay Race Fic) - on Ao3

Billy Hargrove Bingo Fics below (Masterpost here)

I have plot notes for 2 more squares (Tarzan AU and Phone sex so I will update if/when I get to them)

Pizza my heart (Billy Hargrove Bingo - A1 Hate sex) WIP - on Ao3

Steve's pick (Billy Hargrove Bingo - A2 Love at first sight) - on Ao3

Snowball fight at the old junkyard (Billy Hargrove Bingo - B3 Snowball fight (ch1) & A3 - The Party approves (ch2)) - on Ao3

Nobody puts Billy in a corner (Billy Hargrove Bingo - C2 Dirty Dancing AU) WIP - on Ao3

Text posts:

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Stuff I wrote for other fandoms

RWRB drabbles

Power Rangers 2017 fic

Spuffy missing scene fic

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Important Posts I love & Lists of HG fics by trope that I put together

Steve's hairy chest fancam vid by @shieldofiron (who is the bestest)

Dacre Smoking (direct your thanks towards @prettyboybillyhargrove for this one)

Neil Gets Dead Fic list (nothing I wrote but handy list!)

Ghost!Billy (handy list compiled by me, written by other people)

Ace HG (another list collated by me)

Merfolk HG (I like lists, okay?)

Camboy AU (you know you wanna read)

#dragonflylady77 #stuff I wrote #dfl writes #harringrove #steve hairy chest agenda #steverito my love #guin likes to make lists #harringrove merfolk #ace harringrove #ghost billy hargrove #neil gets what he deserves #happy billy didn't die day #micro poetry #camboy!au #limo driver steve harrington #florist billy hargrove #mr steve and the monster hunter #the birthday wish

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morganneedssomehelp · 2 years

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modern!au where Billy's a camboy

warnings: 18+

Steve eagerly went to his laptop, signing in quickly as he looked at the time. it was 5 minutes till showtime. Steve signed in under his username, Stevetheking. he eagerly awaited the live button under his subscribed to list. Brown doe eyes flitting across the page, his fingers hitting refresh before the Banner came up.

Ratboy86 is now live! click here to view!

Steve bit his lip as his eyes scanned over the live video, his favourite 18+ streamer chuckling from behind the screen. A tan muscular chest came into view, the typical skull tattoo on his arm flexing as the male waved lazily to his viewers. He was only wearing a pair of black lacy panties and Steve sucked in a sharp breath. Most of Ratkings subscribers all knew that the man would never show off his face to the world, even if someone donated 1000 bucks, but that didn't stop Steve from imagining.

The male on screen had started to speak now, his large calloused hands rubbing over his pecs and the pink rosy nubs that laid there.

" Hey guys, so there's this new guy at work, and honestly I cant get that fucker out of my head. so I thought you guys would appreciate me rubbing one out as I imagine him. So enjoy Freaks," the hoarse voice grumbled. Steve had learned over the months since discovering the camboy he had an attitude and honestly it made Steve love him more. The fire he had. Steve's greedy eyes drank up the boys hand as he pulled down the panties, revealing the thing that got the brunette so worked up.

a line of fine blonde hairs lead to a patch of blonde hair neatly trimmed and taken care of. Along with the boys thick throbbing cock from between his legs, its rosy tip leaking precum. The man from behind the screen spread his legs as he chuckled at some of the comments that flooded into the chat.

steves hands quickly went to type, his eyes never leaving the man without a face on his screen.

Stevetheking donated 50 tokens

'would you finger yourself for me today?' Steve typed out. the boy smiled softly as he heard a cackle from his laptop.

"Stevetheking do you ever not watch my livestreams? but for you, I can do that princess," the husky voice said. Steve's hand went to his crotch as he watched the entirety of Ratboy86's live stream.

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Steve groaned as he walked into work. the boy shucked off his shirt as he started his first shift with a co-worker he hadn't met. Steve had just started off as a lifeguard for some extra cash and so his father wouldn't be always on his case. The boy was stuck in his own world before realising he had bumped into someone.

"Watch were your going pretty boy," a husky voice uttered. it was familiar but Steve couldn't place how so. his eyes widened at the sight of a beautiful man. he was only a little shorter than Steve, but he was a powerhouse. Absolutely jacked unlike Steve, who's body was athletic and skinny. the man rocked a blonde mullet and some aviators that he pushed up. blue eyes drinking in Steve's sleepy form. lips pursed in a cat like grin as he winked at the boy, arm flexing before putting his sunglasses back on his face.

suddenly Steve froze, eyes landing on a skull tattoo.

#its kinda shitty #i was bored #harringrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #billy hargrove/steve harrington #harringrove fanfiction #camboy!billy

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stevenose · 11 months

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don’t delete the kisses - 5/?

landing page

a camboy!steve au

this installment contains: camboy!steve; confessions!!!; heavy petting/making out!; a rude interruption!

authors note: we made it to the chapter besties! hope you likey :) more to come ofc! as always feedback slays and is so important to me and my menal healf

you’re still alive when steve checks on you an hour later. you’re laying sideways, head pressed into his pillow, looking at your phone. his heart skips, slides up and catches in his throat. he’s quiet when he shuts the door, and you sigh loudly, an acknowledgment of his presence.

“you doin’ okay?” he asks softly, approaching. he grabs his streaming chair and pulls it in to sit close.

you groan and throw your phone down face first. “ugh.”

“that good?”

“i’m gonna kill him,” you mumble. “so embarrassing.”

“hey,” he says, hand twitching to touch yours. “no one’s even talked about it.”

you squint at him. well, you’re already squinting, but you squint harder. “don’t lie.”

“honest,” he says, holding out his damn pinky.

you begrudgingly take it, and you both hold on to the other for a moment too long. your stomach flips - you’ve been awake for about ten minutes and already had to talk yourself out of an anxiety attack. you never could have dreamed of being in steve’s bed. but being in steve’s bed because you can’t handle your weed? that never ever crossed your mind.

it was disorienting. you only remember a few fragments of being in here, of steve tucking you in. you don’t know how much time has passed. “everyone go home?”

steve laughs. “it’s been an hour.”

you sigh. “explains why i still feel like shit.” you want to roll your eyes at his worried expression, but it’s still incredibly sweet. “i’m good, promise. probably can go home toni-“

“no.” he says it so confidently. “jesus, i knew you were going to say that.”

“well, i think i can!”

“absolutely not! no. no. you can have my bed-“

“don’t be ridiculous,” you huff. it’s still hard to speak without slurring. “if you stole my keys-“

“i did.”

“then i’ll sleep on the floor.”

“well, we can just share the bed.”

a silence falls over the room. it feels like you’ve been dunked in cold water.

“it’s a king,” he adds sheepishly.

you’re still quiet. you hate when he’s right, and you hate that you can’t go home, and you hate that you might have to share a bed with him. you hate yourself for smoking so much when you should have listened to him. and you hate not knowing what happened within the last hour.

“i hope i didn’t say anything stupid,” you say suddenly. you need confirmation.

and you truly expect to get a brushed off “no” or a scoff. but steve pauses. opens his mouth, then stammers a little. “n-no, nothing stupid.”

you’re panicking now, forcing yourself to sit up. “steve,” you urge, “what did i do?”

“nothing! nothing bad -“

“what did i say?”

you can tell his mind’s running too quick for his voice to catch up with. “you - uh. mmm. you - well, you said something about my bedsheets.”

“your bedsheets?”

steve swallows hard. he seems just as panicked as you. “you said they used to be checkered.”

you’re not totally sober, so you’re not entirely sure what the implication is. because his sheets were checkered and now they’re this boring navy -

“oh.” it’s more to yourself than him. you remember how you knew that now.

“and - and something about my dumb bowling pin?”

you’re frozen. you swallow anxiously. you don’t know what to say.

“how did you know about those?” steve scoots his chair in a little closer. he’s stressed, too. and you know you should tell him the truth, but how could you?

“you’ve told me about ‘em,” you say nervously. “i’ve seen pictures.”

“i went through our texts. i never sent any pictures and i’ve never told you about them.”

“in person, then.”

he purses his lips. “i don’t think so.”

you’re gnawing on your bottom lip and it’s right about to bleed. steve leans forward and gingerly pops it out from between your teeth. his hand lingers on your cheek. “did you watch me?”

his voice is low and soft. it’s an accusation, but it doesn’t sound like it. he just seems confused - maybe a little hopeful.

your panic increases, especially with his skin on yours, but you’re stuck. trapped. you swallow again before tears spring up in your eyes. “i’m sorry.”

“hey,” he says, putting his other hand on your face, thumbs wiping away the tears spilling over. “it’s okay. i told you to, didn’t i? pestered you for weeks, ‘course you did.”

despite his comfort, he’s panicking. he’s damn near incriminated himself of jacking off to you, and you might’ve seen it. “just a peak, huh? no way you paid. right?”

you just stare, a few more tears falling.

his face falls. “right?”

you take in a deep breath and push his hands down away from your face. his closeness is overwhelming. “i just got curious. okay? wanted to see, so i - i paid for the basic access and i watched a few.” you’re such a fucking liar, but he doesn’t need to know how much money you’ve spent. how you’ve egged him on. he doesn’t need that right now. if ever. “i know - i’ve totally broken your trust and i’m so sorry. i feel so gross about it, steve, i haven’t watched in a month. christ, that sounds so pathetic -“

“a month?” he interrupts. he looks like he’s seen a ghost. “well - wait, when did you start?”

your lip’s between your teeth again, but this time he doesn’t nudge it back out. “remember when… when i started to act weird at work?”

he processes the time before slowly leaning back in his chair, exhaling heavily. he runs his hand through his hair. “how much did you see?” he asks after a moment.

your face feels like it’s caught on fire and you look at the collar of his shirt to avoid his eyes. “a lot.”

“how much is a lot?”

you look at him pathetically. “i’m sorry.” you almost sob. “i know i’m a pervert and it’s so fucked up of me, i never should have looked, steve. just got - fuck, i just got so - i don’t know. i don’t know.”

you wish he’d say anything. that he would kick you out or yell at you. but he just stares until you’re about to scream.

“i’ll go,” you start, sniffling, but steve suddenly leans forward again. he rests a hand on your thigh.

“do you know what i think about?”

you blink. “what?”

“do you have any idea what i think about when i touch myself?”

you pause and shake your head. you feel so small when he’s looking at you like this.

“i think about you.”

you blink again. “i’m sorry?”

“if anyone’s the pervert,” he says, voice low. you have to lean in to hear him, your noses almost colliding, “it’s me. i’ve been fucking myself on camera to the thought of you for months. i’ve tried, i have - i’ve tried so hard to not think about you, but - well, you’re kind of all i think about, anyway.”

it’s as if all the air in your lungs was sucked out. you can’t even think of what to say. you’re so shocked and god, you’re aroused by it, by the confirmation that the coworker he was moaning about was you. “wow,” is what you come up with.

“yeah,” he says, laughing nervously. “wow.”

you spend some time evening your breathing. you’re thankful steve isn’t pushing, as nervous as he looks. he opens his mouth to apologize, but you speak over him.

“i’ve touched myself to you, too.”

it makes him shiver, skin pebbling. he can’t fucking believe it. “say it again,” he whispers after a beat.

you want to die. “i’ve touched myself to you.”

“like -?”

“like. i watched you and i’d….”

another silence. downstairs, you hear people cheering. they must be playing a game.

steve’s chair squeaks as he shuffles in it. he licks his lips. “are you high?” he asks.

“a little,” you admit. “but - it’s all true.”

he nods. “are you okay?”

“i’m fine, i think.”

he nods again, his eyes flicking down to your bitten lips. “tell me you want me.”

your brows furrow. “what?”

he leans in further. your noses finally bump. he smells like hairspray and coca cola and that stupidly expensive cologne he bragged about last week - the one you’ve been missing since you first smelled it. “i’ll give you everything. just tell me - tell me you want me. please.”

your foreheads touch. his breath is hot against your lips. you’re scared, terrified, but you know the truth. “i need you, steve.”

kissing steve is the opposite of what you’d dreamed of. you thought it’d be rough and fast and instead, he’s slow and gentle. certainly knows what he’s doing. you sigh, hands reaching to rest around his neck. he pulls back after a moment, pupils blown. “say it again.”

you giggle, high now on his attention and affection. “i need you, steve.”

now you’re on your back, and he’s kissing you like you’d imagined. still methodical, still calculated, but harder and faster. it’s hard to keep up, but you do, months of admiration catching up to you both. you can’t believe it, not even entirely sure this isn’t a hallucination. half convinced that you’ll snap out of it and be laying in his bed fucked up all over again.

“you have no idea-“ he says against your lips. “-how fucking long i wanted to hear that.” he climbs over you, helping you scoot back so he can place a knee between your thighs. “when did you stop watching? tell me, please, gotta know.”

“i - oh my - when -“ he cuts you off with a kiss and you squeak, speaking when he pulls back enough. “like a month ago, after the stream - when - oh my god.”

his knee’s pressed right between your legs now, giving you enough to grind down on. he’s moving like he’s insatiable, his lips now trailing down your jaw and to your neck. “tell me,” he repeats.

“i was on that st-stream — mmm — when you didn’t get to cum - trying to hit your goal -“

“fuck,” he moans, pulling back. “when you texted me? you were fucking watching?”

you feel evil. “sorry i ruined your orgasm.”

“holy shit,” he breathes. “honey - you should’ve kept watching.” his lips are back on your neck, hands pawing at your shirt. “came to you so many times. just about said your name in some of ‘em. had to bite it back - felt so fucked up after. i think i’m addicted to you.”

steve sucks a hickey into your skin and you moan loudly. he puts a hand over your mouth and you’re shocked at how hot it is. “shhh, gotta be quiet, don’t want someone to walk in, huh?”

you shake your head and he shakes his, too. “can’t believe this. thought you hated me or something.” he takes his hand away for you to answer, moving back to your neck.

“i - no, i - how could i? i just - i was worried, didn’t think - didn’t know - and i was b-breaching your p-privacy.”

“i wanted you to,” he mumbles into your skin. “so bad. y’know how hard it was that night when we almost-? after i took you out?”

“that’s being very generous,” you breathe, “considering the company th- that was there.”

“only wanted you to come,” he admits. “didn’t want to make you uncomfortable - i really didn’t think - blowin’ my mind that you’re under me right now. that you -“ he laughs. “that you sabotaged a stream.”

“hope i can make it up to you.”

steve grins. “think you will.”

he’s kissing down your neck again, to your collarbone, nipping at it. “eddie made me so fuckin’ mad,” he continues, “touching you like that.”

you gasp as his thumbs roll over your nipples. you feel lightheaded. “i know. you’ve got an expressive face, y’know.”

he scoffs. “no i don’t.”

“whatever,” you smile. your fingers move to dig into his shoulder blades. “eddie - he told me you talked to him ‘bout making me uncomfortable.”

steve looks up, sheepish again. “well, didn’t he?”

“not at all. it was hot watching you get irritated.”

he rolls his eyes.

“like that,” you smile.

“you played so hard to get,” he murmurs, pressing his knee against you harder, making you gasp. “come on, show me how hot.”

you throw your head back as you grind against him, his hands moving under your shirt. “wasn’t intentional.”

“i know.” his hands stop right below where you want them. “you can trust me, okay? i really like you. too much. robin’s been riding me about it forever. i - honestly, i felt a little crazy without having you.”

your stomach flips and you grind down on his leg again. “yeah? me, too.”

a sudden bang on the door. it makes you both jump. “harrington!” eddie’s shouting.

steve squeezes his eyes shut. “do you ever shut up?” he shouts over his shoulder.

“emergency!”

“what?” he snaps.

“we’re out of beer!”

you burst into laughter at the look of shock and anger on steve’s face. he looks back down at you and starts laughing with you, anger melting.

“i’m dying out here!”

“don’t you have some fucked up weed to smoke instead?” you shout.

you hear eddie gasp. “they live!”

“your shouting woke them from the dead!” steve admonishes.

“guess we have to cut it short?” you ask, cradling his face in your hand.

“guess so,” he sighs. “might be a good thing.”

you falter. “why?”

“need you to myself,” he mumbles, leaning forward, nose on nose. “wanna be the only one hearing the sounds you make.”

#steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #stevenose posts #ns/fw #camboy!steve

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bvtbxtch · 8 months

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Welcome to Hawkins, Indiana. The sleepy city that can bring with you the sweetest dreams, or the most terrorizing nightmares.

WARNINGS: 18+ MDNI, Smut, Content might not be suitable for all readers (more updates coming)

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In collaboration with my love @darknesseddiem

"The quaint mundanity leaves Hawkins, Indiana a forgettable blip on the map. However, it casts a spell on you. Everyone in town has their jobs - go to work, take care of the kids, run their shops or prepare a new pot of coffee for the before-work rush. The neat and tidy form that lies in this sleepy city can make you fall in love, find yourself, or run into much more sinister happenings beneath the surface of the manicured lawns. It's your choice to figure out how to survive."

Jack O'Lantern Kiss - Carving pumpkins with bestfriend!Eddie leads to confessions you may or may not have always wanted to hear. Bestfriend!Eddie x Fem!Reader. Fluff, slight smut

Firestarter - Eddie has just told you he was bi, when the opportunity to explore appears at a bonfire at the Harrington house. Sub!Eddie x Dom!Reader x Switch!Steve. Smut

I Can Make You Scream - Your first collaboration with one of the most popular cam boys, Eddie, leaves you breathless and waiting for the next shoot with him. Camboy!Eddie x Camgirl!Reader. Smut

When It's Cold I'd Like to Die - The only way that Eddie feels he can get you out of the Upside Down safely is to sacrifice himself; but he forgot how stubborn you are. Boyfriend!Eddie x Fem! Reader. Angst, fluff

Paranoid - You watched Eddie make it out of the battle for Hawkins clinging to his life by a thread. Even though he has been acquitted for the crimes he was accused of, and life has gone back to normal, there is something not quite right with your boyfriend. Vecna'd!Eddie x Fem!Reader. Angst, fluff, slight smut

Dead by Daylight - You and Eddie have to stay together to survive your captors, a famous killing family situated on the outskirts of Indianapolis. Victim!Eddie x Victim!Reader. Angst, fluff

On the Line - Pumpkin Pie is back on the menu at Hank's Diner. What happens when the new waitress needs to stay with the Jaded line cook to prepare for fall festivities? Linecook!Eddie x Waitress!Reader. Fluff, smut

Let Me Love You - Eddie comes over to nurse you back to health after catching a cold. Bestfriend!Eddie x Sick!Reader. fluff

Jealous Guy - Steve Harrington is persistent with his advances towards you during the Hideout's Halloween party. Your co-bartender, Eddie, doesn't like the fact that you don't shoot him down right away. Bartender!Eddie x Bartender!Reader. Smut

Live From the Upside Down - There is a special Corroded Coffin show in Hawkins to celebrate Halloween. You've been a devoted fan since your brother, Dustin talked about Eddie and his band back in high school. Seeing the metalhead again stirs up feelings you forgot you had. Rockstar!Eddie x Henderson!Reader. Smut, fluff

Obsession - Eddie's obsession with you has been fun and games - late night drives, hookups and even a couple of dates. He has seemed to cross a line as of late... Ghostface!Eddie x Cheerleader!Reader. Smut

Children of the Corn - A group date in the new Hawkins corn maze sounded amazing to you: Hanging out with Steve, Robin, Nancy and Jonathan sounded like just your night, until your worst enemy is included in the plans. Eddie x Fem!Reader. Smut

Movie Marathon - Years after the Ghost face killer has ended his reign of terror on Hawkins, the local movie theatre has decided to put on a movie marathon of the movies inspired by the killer. You and Eddie decide to go and revel in his glory. Ghostface!Eddie x Fem! Reader. Smut

You Don't Scare Me - Eddie is used to scaring most of the people who walk through the Hawkins Haunted House in the old Starcourt mall. He's determined to make you scream after you walk through and show no signs of being scared by him. Scareactor!Eddie x Grumpy!Reader. Smut

Kiss Me Through the Phone - You nor Eddie could contain your excitement for your homecoming from college for thanksgiving... so much so that you needed a reminder of what you would be getting yourself into when you're back. A phone call would suffice, wouldn't it? Eddie x Fem!Reader. Fluff, Smut

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#eddie munson #stranger things #carly writes #eddie munson ff #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff #kinktober #smut #kinktober 2023 #masterlist #eddie munson enemies to lovers #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things s4 #rockstar eddie munson #steddie x reader #stranger things x reader

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justmeinadaze · 6 days

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Children of the Night Part 9 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Daddy Vampire Eddie/Switch Vampire Stevie and Sub Human/Vamp Fem Reader, SMUT, dp, dirty talk, light spanking, light choking, blood drinking (obviously), slight roughness but more passionate, FLUFF, these three weirdos love each other so much <3.

ANGST, ANGST, ANGST!!

Domestic abuse and Child abuse triggers (we learn everything about the reader here including the abuse she's gone through including gaslighting and physical abuse) It's briefly touched on how the police didn't help her. Personally I felt like this added to her mistrust of authority like that mixed in with how law enforcement handled everything that happened with Eddie in Hawkins.

S4 things are touched on including Chrissy and what happened with Lucas, Erica, and Gareth. Brief conversations with readers mom, Wayne, and Mr. Harrington (the latter being an asshole of course). I think that's everything. The main thing I wanted to focus on was the abuse triggers. I know that can be triggering especially since some of the dialogue with the mother is lifted from things my own abusive parent said to me.

Love you guys! Enjoy this final piece.

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Word Count: 7400

StokersGirl86: “Oh my god. I’m so excited. What do you think they are going to do?!”

Dannyalwayshere1: “I imagine it’s going to big after everything going on in the news right now.”

Minaismygirl: “Eddie better release Y/N so she can come find me. I can take care of her!”

StokersGirl86: “Oh please. You really think she’s innocent in all this?!”

StokersGirl86: “She was a fan just like us. No matter what her criminal mom preaches on tv.”

LivingDeadBoy24: “Like mother like daughter :P.”

Living DeadBoy24: “Maybe Eddie will sacrifice her the same way he did Chrissy Cunningham. I’ve been reading about what happened. It’s amazing.”

Justice4ChrissyCunningham: “You all should be ashamed of yourselves! An innocent girl was murdered and another may be kidnapped! They don’t need to be put up on a pedestal. They need to be behind bars!”

Dannyalwayshere1: “I see you think Steve Harrington is guilty to?”

CaliforniaPD: “This is the California police department and currently we seem to be having trouble disconnecting this stream. That being the case, we do highly recommend that everyone log off this site and do not engage.”

VampQueen91: “Yeah sure. Nice try whoever you are. I thought the police already had their location. Yet they can stream??”

Minaismygirl: “Because California PD sucks lol But who knows, maybe they just need them to stream to catch them…”

The video feed begins counting down and as soon as it ends three faces illuminate everyone’s screens. Both men were shirtless with hair frayed every which way as their black eyes starred into the camera with a small smirk painted on both their lips.

“Hm. I see everyone’s here and already has opinions.”, you growl as you quickly take in everyone’s words that flew across the screen. “We wanted to come on today to set the record straight about a few things. First and foremost, Edward Munson and Steven Harrington are dead. YOU killed them when you placed blame for something they didn’t do.”

Justice4ChrissyCunningham: Edward Munson murdered Chrissy in his trailer in cold blood.

“Oh, sweetheart. I can’t imagine how much you must be hurting, Andrew. You lost three friends in the span of a week to such odd circumstances. Of course, it would just be easier to blame Eddie. It’s the only thing that would make since right? Not that some other man come in and hurt her.”

Justice4ChrissyCunningham: I don’t know who you think I am but—

His picture suddenly flew up onto the screen for everyone to see.

“Normally I’m not one to display people’s personal business this way but after everything I’ve read and the things they told me, you can go fuck yourself. I see here while Eddie was missing you and Jason Carver assaulted a young man named Gareth in his garage. Police report says you and your friends jumped them while playing hero; broke the young man’s nose.”

The long-haired vampire growled deep from his chest at the accusation.

“It also looks like in March of 03, you tackled a middle schooler and threatened to break her arm if she didn’t tell you guys where Eddie was. That seems to be the same night Mr. Carver also beat up a young man while he was trying to protect his girlfriend. Hm. How odd that you were there for the last few deaths.”, you muse as you glance towards Steve who continues to glare forward.

“The night Steve went missing his blood was found mixed with two other jocks about your age. Friends, Andy? He tells me they were there to hurt him because he missed the man he loved. Kind of seems like violence is normal for athletes in Hawkins. Maybe that’s why Chrissy felt more comfortable with Eddie. I can’t imagine how angry that made Jason feel. Maybe angry enough…to kill?”

The count of people in the stream both drastically dropped including Andy and then suddenly increased with a new flux of people.

California PD: “Miss Y/L/N if you are in danger we can help you.

“I don’t need your help. I’m not a hostage with these men. If anything, I was a hostage growing up with the mother that you all so quickly rallied behind including you, Officer Williams. I spent my whole life dealing with people like you. Willing to believe any narrative that fit your agenda. I have been beaten and abused by almost everyone in my life but these men have done nothing but love and protect me! And you want to punish them for that?”

California PD: “Last chance Y/N. Tell us where you are and we can save you.”

“I told you… I’m safe right here…with Renfield and Dracula. My name… is Mina.”

With that both vampires bared their fangs and bit into either side of your neck.

##############

2 Weeks Before

Eddie didn’t say a word as he got up and angrily stomped back towards the bedroom.

“Baby, please.”, you pleaded as you watched him pull out the suitcases from their closet and throw them on the bed. “We had to have this conversation at some point—”

“No, we don’t. The answer will always be the same. No. Fuck no. Hell no. Take your pick.”

“Why?”

“Because I fucking said so. Now, start packing your shit because we are leaving in 30.”

“No.” The vampire paused as he slowly turned to face you. “No, fuck no, hell no. Take your fucking pick.”

Stalking towards you, he stopped till his nose was hovering just above your own.

“Get you shit and get ready to leave.”, he rumbled.

“You sound like John right now. You don’t command me, Edward.”

“Yes, sweetheart, I do. That’s what you agreed to, remember? You and Steve are mine—”

“In bed.”, Steve interrupted, coming around the corner. “In bed we belong to you. She’s still her own woman and is allowed to make her peace. Let’s hear what she has to say.”

“Steven, you and I didn’t have a choice. She does—”

“So you’re going to make it for her?” The long-haired vampire’s jaw clenches as he places his hands on his hips. “You’re right, I didn’t have a choice which is why we never had to have the conversation she wants to have but I always thought about it. If I was still human, you would have remained the same and I would have grown old. We would have lost each other again…”

Eddie’s glassy eyes glance his way as he sighs and takes a seat on the bed.

“After the last time she left and we didn’t have her…I’d rather not experience that now or even 50 years from now.”

“I guess we know what your vote is.”, he sasses.

“I think we can do this in a controlled way so what happened to us doesn’t happen to her especially since we would be doing it without her being hurt or wounded.”

“Fuck. O-Ok but I do it and we can change her after we get where we are going—”

“There’s no rush. I genuinely don’t believe they know where you are and are banking on us streaming again but we can find out. I can find out which guys are working the case and go through the digital file. I didn’t do it before because I didn’t want to put us at risk if I didn’t have to.”, you respond as you sit beside him. “I…I also think we should stream you changing me—”

“That’s a fuck no and I’m not budging on that. I don’t care what you both tell me.”

“I actually agree with him on that one, honey.”

“No, no. I mean we should do this together privately but make our fans and police believe you’re changing me. It will keep them invested to keep the revenue coming no matter where we go and show the police that we aren’t afraid of them. We now know that we can suck each other’s blood so…”

As Eddie sighs again, you wrap your arms around his shoulders and kiss his cheek.

“I love you, Eddie. I trust you and I know I’m safe with you; both of you.”

Turning to face you, he kisses your forehead and holds you to him.

“Do what you have to do, babe, and we’ll start getting things together.”

***

While the guys packed and ran out to grab some extra blood packs, you did some research into the people hunting for you three. You were right that they hadn’t found you yet but they were getting closer. One of the officers grabbed one of Dustin’s pings he created and traced it to the next town over.

“Hey pretty girl.”, Steve cooed as he slumped down onto his knees beside you. “What did you find out?”

“We’re still ok. They haven’t found us yet and from what I see here they most likely need us to stream again. Now this is a new development.”

Moving the mouse, you click on the news website in the background and play the clip you stumbled on earlier that day.

“So you say, Mrs. Y/L/N, you saw Y/N with Mr. Harrington and Mr. Munson?”

“Yes! Oh my goodness.”, your mother sobbed. “She came to visit me in the hospital because I was sick. She was always such a sweet girl. They threatened my life and then dragged her away. They are awful people.”

Feeling your anger, Eddie swished into the room as the other vampire petted your head.

“If you could say anything to your daughter, what would it be?”

“You monsters let my baby go! I love you, Y/N! So…so much…I can’t…”

“That’s not all I found.”, you whisper, clicking another link and pressing play.

“Mr. Munson! Mr. Munson! How do feel about the content your nephew is posting? Do you think he’ll kill Y/N like he did Chrissy?”

“Get off my property! My nephew…my nephew is dead. Haven’t you and this town sullied his memory enough!”

“Police seem to have strong evidence that this is Edward Munson.”

“Well, if he is alive…I hope he stays away. He can be happier with Steven away from these fuckers!” Eddie’s uncle pauses before entering the house the reporters were following him to. “I also want him to know that I love and miss him. I hope your happy, son.”

Steve grabs his partner’s hand as his stoic features faulter and tears begin to slowly fall that he quickly wipes away.

“Mr. and Mrs. Harrington! Anything to say about your son?!”

“We’ve made a statement already! Go away!”

The vampire’s eyes narrow at the sound of his dad’s voice.

“You really don’t think that’s your son in the videos?”

“I know for a fact that’s not my son. No son of mine would engage in that behavior nor be in a relationship with a freak like Edward *beep* Munson. Now leave us be so we can grieve our son in peace!”

“I’m sorry.”

“No reason to be, honey.”, he sighs shaking away the frustration. “We, um, got some more blood and we got you some more clothes. We found a house up north; I just need to—”

Eddie’s lips cut his boyfriend off as he cupped his face in his hands and pulled his body closer to his own. When he finally pulled away both boys were panting heavily.

“I love you, Steve Harrington.”

The pretty vampire smiled softly as his fingers lightly moved some of the other man’s hair out of his face.

“I love you to, Eddie Munson.” His mouth gently kissed him again as he began to sing making the metalhead breathily chuckle. “I’d give up forever to touch you. Cause I know that you feel me somehow.”

“You’re the closest to heaven that I’ll ever be and I don’t want to go home right now.”, he sings back. “We don’t have a song for Y/N.”

“Oh, I don’t need one. It’s ok.”

“No, no, baby. Let’s see what we got.”, Steve smiles as he pushes the button on the stereo and starts searching through stations. He and Eddie cringe as a few come through that aren’t suitable in anyway making you laugh.

“Hey, wait. Go back.” After the vampire does what he asks, you three listen as the long-haired boy grins and bobs his head.

“And I wonder When I sing along with you

If everything could ever be this real forever If anything could ever be this good again The only thing I'll ever ask of you You've got to promise not to stop when I say when She sang…”

Taking ahold of your hand, Eddie spins you as you both smile and he sings along.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard this one before.”, Steve muses as he watches you two dance.

After letting you go, you grab a hold of his waist and he circles his arms around you as you sing.

“Breathe out So I can breathe you in Hold you in And now I know you've always been…”

Smiling, his lips kiss your forehead as you press your head into his chest.

“I love you both so much.”

“We love you to, sweetheart.”, Eddie replies as he comes behind you and holds you both tightly.

***

“What if I kill you.”

“You won’t, baby. I trust you.”, you try to comfort as you cup his cheek.

Nodding, he tilted towards you, placing soft tender kisses on your lips and along your cheek to your neck. When you feel him hesitate, you run your fingers through his hair and whisper adoration for him as you wait.

When his fangs bit into you, you were surprised how fast you blood left your body. Steve’s worried eyes watched as the color left your face and the sight killed him. Your eyes rolled shut and a tear left his eye as the memory of finding Eddie in the upside down flashed through his mind.

The vampire wanted to calm him but he couldn’t.

He had to focus on you.

After releasing his hold on you, he hurriedly wiped your blood from his chin and bit into his wrist offering it to you.

“Come on, baby girl. Come on. We need you to drink.” Just as Steve’s had, your eyes snapped open as the sweet taste hit your lips and you began to drink from him. “Fuck…good girl, princess. Mmph…There you go.”

Abruptly, you detached from his arm and passed out against the pillow as Eddie began to dizzily fall back.

“Whoa, honey. I got you. Are you ok?”

“B-Blood, Steve. I need… please.”

He didn’t waste any time, running to the kitchen and back as he tore the bag open for his partner to take.

“What happens now?”

“Now, we wait.”

Neither man left your side as they kept a diligent eye on you. Eddie held your hand while Steve kept his palm on your chest to make sure you were still breathing.

“It’s weird…I can’t feel her anymore.”

“When she wakes up you will and it will be more in tune. When you woke up that feeling was incredibly strong.”

Hearing the sadness in his voice, Steve reaches over runs his fingers along his face.

“What are you thinking about, baby?”

“Everything.” Eddie glances his way and his boyfriend’s loving gaze fills him with warmth. “I never thought about the future. I guess because I was stuck like this…it didn’t even occur to me that you two would age and I wouldn’t. When would you have asked me?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t even know how to bring it up. All I really wanted was for us to have what we always talked about. A happy, simple life away from all the bullshit in Hawkins.” Steve grins when his partner chuckles. “A nice two-bedroom home where we could settle down and have a family. Three boys and three girls you and I would spoil rotten. I would work some office job with so-so benefits and brag about my rockstar husband who was on tour but coming home soon.”

Eddie couldn’t hold it in anymore as the last couple days events hit him and he began to cry.

“I know, honey. I know”, he cooed as he held his free hand.

#############

The sound of something crashing to the ground startles both vampires as they sit up and jump out of bed realizing you were no longer between them. They could feel you though; fuck could they feel you.

“Jesus, Eddie…”, Steve groaned as his head lulled to the side.

“I-I know. Stay focused. We need t-to get our girl back first.”

“I don’t know if I can.”, the vampire whined as his palm began absently grazing the bulge in his pants.

“You will because I told you to, little boy. Do you understand?”, Eddie hissed.

“Y-Yes, Daddy.”

Slowly moving down the hall, they searched every nook and cranny before something loud in the kitchen caught their attention. They found you on the floor balancing on your heels in your bra and shorts they had laid you down in. The sound of your growling filled the room as you continued to bang on the refrigerator door with your palm.

“Y/N.”

Jumping at the sound of Eddie’s voice, you fell on to your butt and pressed your back to the cabinets as your black eyes glared his way.

“Sweetheart, everything’s ok. You’re alright.”

It took you moment but something in your face softened and your crawled towards him, pushing him back slightly before banging your hand on the door again.

“Daddy. Hungry.”

“You’re hungry, baby?” Reaching in, he takes out a bag and tears it open, handing it to you. Your wide eyes watch him as if he’s figured out a riddle you had spent thousands of years trying to solve and when he offers you what you want, you take it from him without question and chug it back. “Good. Good girl.”

After three blood packs and a peaceful smile on your face, even Eddie could still feel a hunger within you.

“What do you need, pretty girl? Tell me.”

Steve couldn’t control it any longer as his eyes darkened and his own hunger took over. Grabbing his partner’s shirt, he pushed him to the side as he began to crawl towards you. In your state, you perceived the action as hostile and practically roared as you tackled his chest, pinning him to the floor.

“NO! Bad boy…hurt…Daddy!”

His wrists tried to push against your hands but you were much stronger than before. Eddie couldn’t help but be utterly fascinated as he watched you both interact.

“Say…SORRY!” When he hesitates, your nose presses to his as you growl in a low voice that makes them both hard. “Now.”

“Sorry…Daddy…Sorry, honey.”

At the term, your eyes blink in surprise as you sit up slightly to gaze along his features. Steve’s own black irises search your face for recognition, finding it in your sudden shift of demeanor.

“Steve…”, you coo as lean down and run your nose up his bare, hairy chest to his neck. “Boy…hungry?” He nods emphatically, literally ripping your shorts from your body after pulling down his pants enough to free his cock. “Ask.”

A small whine leaves him as he turns to face Eddie whose eyes were now also black as he stroked his own length while watching you.

“Daddy…hungry. Please?”

He growled in response, hastily coming up to take his place behind you and runs his tongue up your spine to your shoulder. You mewl as you lower yourself down onto the man beneath you, gripping his neck to pull him up so you could press his head into your chest. Clinging to your hips, the metalhead guided himself into your ass and your head fell back onto his shoulder as they both roughly thrust into you.

When their fangs pierced your skin, you clenched around them causing them both to grunt and hold you tighter.

“Steve…Eddie…fuck.”

As your fingers tangled into his hair, you bit down on the pretty boy’s shoulder and his moan reverberated through the house as his body shook while releasing his seed inside you. The metalhead circled around to rub fast circles into your clit and you came off Steve with a heavy pant as he fell back onto the floor.

Taking ahold of his arm pressed to your chest, you brought it to your mouth as you bit into the skin. Eddie’s head flew back as your pussy quivered around him and you came hard. Yanking your hair, he shoved your face next to his boyfriend’s as he chased his high and with a few more aggressive thrusts warmed your insides.

Heavy breathing filled the room as both boys passed out beside you.

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5-year-old you pulls her knees to her chin as you hid under the kitchen table listening to your parents fight.

“Fuck you! You want to leave me than fucking leave and take that little brat with you.”

“I can’t! Jesus, you never listen! Marnie, doesn’t want kids right now.”

“Oh, oh. The slut doesn’t want kids so I guess whatever she says goes. I didn’t want kids either yet here we are!”, your mother slurs.

You listen to the sound of his footsteps as he stomps out the door leaving you behind. Glass shatters as the beer bottle she threw hits the wall before she falls to her knees and sobs.

12-year-old you cries as the police officer lifts you into his arms and tries to carry you out of the foster home you were physically fighting to stay in.

“Y/N, come on! You need to go be with your mom.”

“NO! I want to stay here! Please don’t make me go back!” You kick the officer, hitting his stomach causing him to drop you to the floor. As fast as you could you get up and run to the woman you had been calling mom for over 6 months. “Please! I’m sorry. I’ll be good. I promise!”

“Sweetheart, listen to me.”, she empathetically murmurs as she sinks to her knees. “It’s time for you to be with your mom. Who knows maybe things will be different this time.”

“It-It won’t. It never is.”

You and your boyfriend panted as you tried to catch your breath hiding under the pier.

“Woo, that was close!”, he laughs as 15-year-old you grins up at him. “But hey, now we can eat.”

Tossing the wallet to the side, he takes out the money and reaches for your hand as he guides up the bank towards the stores above. After purchasing a burger and some fries, you both share it as he lights a cigarette and stares off into the distance.

“I love you.”

“I love you to, babe.”, you smile as you bite into a fry.

When his fingers reach out to touch your face, you can’t help but flinch when his thumb grazes the cut on your lip from when he thought you were giving him attitude.

“I really do. Things are going to get better, Y/N. I promise.”

She couldn’t even make it three months. The police had brought you back home and as soon as they left your mother went off about you running away and how that made her look. By the third month, you tried to leave again and she stopped you.

“What happened to your arm, Y/N? You said you fell?”, the doctor asked as he began wrapping the cast around the limb.

You didn’t move or say a word as you stared off into the void. What was the point? The cops knew how she was yet they kept bringing you back. Even if you told this doctor the truth it wouldn’t matter.

“Sweetheart, I can help you. I just need you to tell me what happened.” The man sighs when you remain silent before whispering under his breath. “You don’t have to say anything just nod your head, ok? Did you fall?”

Your eyes meet his for a brief moment before autopilot takes over and you shake your head.

“Did your mother do this? Did she grab you?”

You nod.

“Ok.”

You stare at the screen in front of you as two men known as Renfield and Dracula make love to each other before biting his neck. A heavy sigh left you at the action and the human boy’s moan hit straight to your heart down to your core.

You had been watching them for over a month now and you couldn’t explain it but something about them just pulled you in. Hearing their voices and watching how they took care of each other made you feel safe. It’s part of the reason you kept coming back even though you knew if John ever found out you were seeing this he’d probably kill you.

That following day you were surprised when a message from the site appeared when you signed in from the creators themselves inviting you to a private session.

When their faces illuminated your screen, a little sigh left your chest. They were both so handsome up close. Because of the technology, you weren’t able to really see their features before but now you could see them in all their glory. Dracula’s eyes fluttered slightly behind his mane of hair.

“Hey Mina.”

Renfield glances his way in surprise as his partner spoke. Usually, he was the one that did the bulk of the talking so when he initiated, he was taken a back.

InnocentLittleMina: Hello.

“Hey, honey. We, um, we just wanted to reach out to you because we see you pop up from time to time. You don’t talk or engage very much.”

InnocentLittleMina: Yeah. A lot of the people here are kind of rude.

“Ha. Yeah they are. We were wondering and we understand if you say no but would you want to work for us? Dracula says a moderator could really help us get some control over these people. You don’t have to tell us your name or anything. We can send money straight to your account.”

InnocentLittleMina: You’d pay me?

“Yeah, honey. Of course.”

“However much you want.”, Dracula adds again making his partner’s head quirk to the side. “You just…seem like a kind person with a good heart.”

InnocentLittleMina: You don’t know me.

“We’d like to.”

His words flow through you almost as if you can feel how genuine they are. What’s the worst that could happen?

InnocentLittleMina: “Ok. I’d love to help.”

***

Both men groan as their eyes open and take in the scene before them. After what they saw, they couldn’t care less. They just needed to find you.

Rising to their feet, they power walk down the hall to find you closing a suitcase and quietly taking a seat on the bed. Your eyes lock with theirs as you softly smile and shrug.

“See? I told you I had experienced real monsters.”

“Sweetheart.”, Eddie breathed as he sat beside you and pulled you to his chest. “I’m so fucking sorry you went through all that. We would never ever fucking hurt you like them.”

“Or let anyone hurt you like that.”, Steve added as he knelt in front of you. “How are you feeling?”

“Calm. Clear. It’s weird. I’ve never felt like this before. I feel like I’m…home.”

“Because you are, baby.”, the pretty boy cooed as he kissed your palms.

“While you two were asleep, I packed up some clothes for us. I’m not sure what else we need.”

“Let me see if that relator guy called.”

After he disappeared, the metalhead cupped your face in his hands as his eyes ran along your face. You still looked like the girl they fell in love with but you seemed to have this air of confidence surrounding you that made him fall even harder.

“I wish I could have seen your life the way I saw his and you two saw mine. I think it’s because him and I are new…”

“Oh, baby girl, trust me. You don’t want to see that. Not all in succession like that. Everything kind of sucked till I met Steve. Before him it was a blur of heartache and anger.” When he sighed, your palm circled around the back of his neck and brought his forehead down to yours eliciting a small, nervous chuckle to fall from his lips. “Fuck…are you doing that?”

“Doing what?”, you murmur.

“Y/N, I’m a jaded asshole.”, he laughed. “It takes me a while to trust anyone and feel safe but the feeling running through me right now… God it’s so quiet. I can breathe.”

“Because that’s how I feel with you two, Daddy. You’re feeling me.”

“Fuck, Y/N.”, he groaned, his lips falling to the side of your neck.

“Wait…Wait, Eddie. I need to show you both something first.”

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Present Day

“Ok, Williams, we’re right outside the door. Going in, in two.”

The officer paces around his desk as he glares at the screen watching both men continue to feed while blood drips down your neck.

“Good. They’re still streaming in front of their computer. Be careful! They shouldn’t be armed but I’m not sure if they’ll react hostilely.”

“Entering in, 3, 2, 1. GO, BOYS!”

As soon as the door kicked in, a little box appears at the corner of your current feed showing the raiding team running through the house. Everything was still in its place including the blood staining the floor by the fridge.

“We have all eyes on us, guys. Go slow.”

When they find the bedroom, they scream into the void for you three to get down…

Only to find now one there.

The swat leader walked towards the computer, tearing off the note that was taped to the screen.

“I shall be glad as long as I live that even in that moment of final dissolution, there was in the face a look of peace, such as I never could have imagined might have rested there.

Our souls are knit into one, for all life and all time.

-Mina”

“FUCK!”, Officer Williams shouted as he kicked the chair in front of him.

CaliforniaPD: You can keep running all you want but you are just making it harder on yourselves! We found you once and we can find you again!”

You whine as your head falls against Steve’s chest and your black eyes flash towards the screen with a small smile.

“Good luck with that. I’m sorry to say, for you, we’re a lot stronger now than we’ve ever been.”, Eddie rumbled sarcastically towards the camera.

As you pull away to lean against the metalhead’s shoulder, the other vampire growls low with needs as his head follows yours for a moment before hesitating to focus on the camera.

“We don’t want any trouble. We just want to be left alone to be happy together but we will gladly do this dance again to keep ourselves protected and keep her safe!”

Your palm ran down his back, calming him as he tilted his head to place open mouth kisses on your shoulder as his own hand absently traveled under your shirt to run along the skin of your stomach. Eddie growled at the action as both vampires glared at each other. Grabbing his throat, the long-haired boy pulled his boyfriend’s lips to his own passionately.

“I think you all have had enough of a show…and I’m…hungry.” At the last word, your tone drops and after you wink towards the camera, you move the mouse, and shut it down.

***

“Did you guys see that? Over one million people were watching us!”, you giggle excitedly.

“Mhmm.”

Both vampires were still distracted as they detached from each other to kiss your neck again. Grinning as you bit your lip, wind messed their hair as you flash ran towards the other side of your new shared bedroom.

“Oh, come on, boys. Now focus.”

Trying to run after you, you hastily sprinted away, your beautiful laugh filling the new house you three were going to be living in. Eddie was the one to catch you first, practically tackling you to the ground in the living room and pinning your wrists beside your head.

“Hi, Daddy.”

As you beam up at him, he can’t help but smile down at you before bringing his lips to yours. Your hands flex in his grip but he remains steadfast as he kisses softly down your body and over your blood-stained shirt.

Steve crawls towards you both on his hands and knees, falling onto his tummy with his hand grabbing your cheek to turn your head so he could kiss you. Letting you go, your hands remain where they are as Eddie pulls down your panties and tosses them to the side.

His strong palms dig into your thighs as he lifts your legs over his shoulders and you moan against the other man’s lips as Eddie presses his face into your cunt wasting no time as his mouth devours you.

Your legs close around him and he mewls into you as your back arches off the floor.

“Fuck, Daddy! Your mouth feels so good.”

Maneuvering behind him, Steve spreads his partners legs a bit wider and his groans vibrate through your core as the pretty boy runs his tongue between Eddie’s cheeks. You grin blissfully as you watch the sight before you and you run your fingers through the metalhead’s hair.

“That’s it, honey. Fuck. Make our girl cum. Jesus, Y/N, I can feel how good he’s making you feel. Daddy’s so fucking amazing with that mouth isn’t he? It’s why he never shuts up.”

Eddie’s growls turn into moans when his boyfriend effortlessly slides two fingers inside him while pushing his head harder against your pussy.

“Oh, god!”

Your eyes roll back as you grind your hips against the vampire’s tongue till you tumble over the edge and cum. Releasing him from your grip around his shoulders, you pant as you try to catch your breath, shuddering at the feel of Eddie’s heavy exhales fanning your dripping core.

You’re not sure if it was the dominance within him or just how sexy both men looked right now but something inside you bubbled forward and you rushed towards them, tackling Steve to the floor.

“Hungry!”

Abruptly an arm wrapped around your stomach and pushed you back against the hardwood.

“No.”, the long-haired vampire hissed as his hand clung to your throat. “You ask, little girl. The rules haven’t changed. Not yet anyway.”

“Want…boy!”

“Beg me, Y/N.”, he cooed in a sultry voice that had both you and the other man whining. “Beg Daddy, baby girl.”

“Please, Daddy. Want…” You pause as you blink, trying to clear the fog and intense need from your brain so you could focus. “I want Steve. Please, may I…have him.”

As the black irises disappear and your natural eye color returns so does his as he smiles before giving you a tender kiss. After moving out of the way, he ushers Steve between your legs and helps lift your shirt over your head.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you. I didn’t mean to grab you like that. I just couldn’t—”

“Control yourself. I know, honey. I understand. You’re doing a lot better than I did though.” He taps his cock against your sensitive clit a couple of times making you jump and you both let out a strangled moan as he slides himself inside of you. “Shit. Always so fucking good.”

Falling on to your chest, he rolls his waist as you cling to his shoulders, leaving little pecks along his skin. When you bite into his flesh, he grunts loudly and snaps his hips hard, punching his length deep inside your heat.

As he picks up his pace, you release him and he pushes up onto his knees, looping his arms under the back of your own so he can hold your legs open. Feeling someone near him, he opens his eyes to be met with his boyfriend’s cock in his face. Steve opened his mouth willingly and Eddie’s mouth fell open as he bobbed his head, taking him as far back as he could.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Such a good boy. Jesus, I love watching you two together.”

Threading his fingers through his hair, the metalhead groaned as he fucked his partner’s face making you whine and clench around his own cock every time you heard him gag.

“Mmm—there you go, Steve. Make our pretty girl cum.”

Shoving Eddie’s stomach, Steve growled with need as he pushed him out of his way and wrapped his arms around your back, lifting you up till you were face to face with him. Hugging him to your chest, you used his neck as leverage as you bounced and grinded against him.

When his fangs pierced your skin, your eyes squeezed shut as you did the same, taking him in as his hands grabbed the meat of your ass, guiding your movements till you trembled and came. Steve grunted at the feeling, pushing you back down onto the floor and pounding his cock into you so deeply you swear you could feel him in your stomach, through your heart, and into your soul.

“Fuck!”, he growled in his deep vampire tone as his movements stalled and you whined as he pumped his spend aggressively into your cunt.

You couldn’t help but breathily giggle as Steve continued to run his lips and tongue along your body. Pushing his chest, you disappeared from underneath him but Eddie anticipated your move, running ahead of you and slamming his palm against the wall as his arm shot out to stop you. Before you could run the other way, he blocked you and pinned your front side to the hallway.

His hand playfully spanked your behind and you both mewled as he guided his cock into your entrance.

“Oh, fuck, Daddy.”

Intertwining his fingers with yours, Eddie held your hands above your head and thrust his hips roughly against yours, his humid pants in your ear turning you on even more.

“Shit…baby. Your little pussy is…so fucking perfect. J-Just like you.”

Hastily, he pulls out, turns you around to face him, and lifts you into his strong arms as you reach down to slide his length back inside you. You cling to him as he fucks his cock deep into your core leaving you both grunting into the other face. Not being able to wait, you bite into his neck and he growls loudly before doing the same.

After dropping one of your legs, Eddie balances his forearm on the wall next to your head as aggressively takes what’s his. Your body shakes as the coil breaks in your tummy causing the metalhead himself to fall over the ledge as he thrust his release inside you.

As you slump over in his embrace, you feel wind move your hair as Steve runs to the bathroom to turn on the shower and Eddie lifts you again so your legs are wrapped around him as he carries you that way. You can feel it in their energies, they are just as exhausted as you, leaning against you, each other, or the wall to keep from falling over.

You barely even feel it when they dry you and carry you over to the bed.

#############

“What’s wrong, honey?”

“I don’t know. I think…I think something’s wrong with Mina.” Eddie sighs when Steve turns away from him and focuses on the computer in front of him. “She feels…alone. I don’t like it, Steven. It reminds me of how I felt growing up with my dad.”

“There’s nothing we can do, Ed.”

“We can—”

“No. We’re not having this discussion again.”

“Why?! Why would it be so bad to bring her here? It feels like she’d be safer with us than wherever she is now!”

“Eddie, have you taken a look around? We’re on the run, you’re a vampire, we do this internet stuff for money. It’s not exactly lavish!”

Both men glare at each other as their computer pings informing them that you were online.

“Hey, Mina. O-Oh my god. What happened?”, Steve gasps as he and his partner take in the slowly forming ring around your eye.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m so clumsy and fell. Thankfully John was here to help me.”

“Yeah…thankfully…”, Eddie growled towards Steve as his heart broke for you.

“I’m…I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

“Why?”, you giggle as you shrug. “You didn’t do this to me, Renfield. I did it to myself.”

***

Your glassy eyes take him in as your boyfriend huffs around the bedroom before kneeling in front of you to place an ice pack on your cheek. All you wanted him to do was leave so you could talk to Renfield and Dracula.

You had no idea how you were going to explain this new wound to them. It was so weird having people in your life who genuinely cared about your wellbeing and you found yourself lying to them more than you ever did to keep any of your toxic partners or family calm.

They were your friends…you didn’t want them to worry…

“This is your fault. Why do you push me like that, Y/N?”

“I just asked you when you were getting off work…”

You jump as he tosses the pack hard against the wall.

“See? It’s that fucking attitude!”

“I’m sorry.”, you whisper, fully giving up and accepting blame so all this would end.

Sighing, he runs his fingers along your arm as his own eyes scan you over.

“Will you be alright?”

He takes your nod as enough confirmation, rising to his feet and finally leaving your house. Gradually, you stand as well and head to the bathroom to wash your face.

Sitting in front of your computer, you stare at the screen as you debate on rescheduling with them but you are so desperate for a kind voice to say something…anything…to comfort you from the current hell you’re in.

***

Your eyes slowly opened just as the sun was beginning to descend behind your black out curtains, smiling softly when they land on Steve’s gentle yet sad expression.

“It’s ok.”, you murmur as you reach out to caress his cheek.

Catching your hand mid-air, he brings it to his lips as he scoots closer to your frame.

“It’s not. You could have been with us this whole time.”

“Steve, you didn’t know—”

“But I should have. Eddie saved me from my father and took me in when everything was falling apart in my house. He always told me he understood and I was always grateful for that. I should have known the first time he felt something.”

“But you’re here now.”, Eddie replied groggy from sleep as you rolled onto your back so you could see them both. “Y/N, if ever you don’t want to play rough or anything like that, you know we’d still love you. I don’t want to trigger you or—”

“No, baby, no. You’re not.”, you assure him. “With my mom and my exes… I never had any kind of control over what was happening. With you two, even last night, I know you’d stop if I asked. I can feel it.”

Eddie sighs pleasantly when you place your palm on his chest.

“Speaking of last night, you were really sexy, Miss Computer Hacker, hiding those skills under that beautiful head of hair.” You laugh as he leans in to tenderly kiss your neck.

“You’re both safe with me to. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you.”

Steve tilts down to slowly kiss your skin as well making you groan as you turn into Eddie’s chest making him chuckle as he presses you to him. The other vampire’s hairy chest grazes your back and you grin as you listen to them kiss above you.

“What do you want to tonight, honey?”, Steve whispered as his fingers ran up your arms.

“We seem to be drifting into unknown places and unknown ways.”, you recited making the metalhead laugh again.

“So did you just memorize the book or?”

“It’s one of my favorites.”, you beam up at him as you kiss his lips and crane your neck to do the same with the other man. “We can rewrite the ending though.”

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