#also I'm not projecting at all with my non-existent brain-to-mouth filter okay??

[sidekick-hero]

A car horn sounds in the distance and Eddie is reminded of all the thirsty texts he and Chrissy have exchanged about the man currently three fingers deep inside him, and he can't help the almost manic cackle that escapes his panting mouth.

He wishes he could shove the laugh back into his traitorous mouth, because the fingers stop their maddening assault, and incredulous hazel eyes look up at him from between his legs.

"Something funny?" It's so deliciously bitchy that Eddie can't help undulating his hips to get those fingers moving again. Their whole foreplay had been them bickering in the laundry room of their dorm, and Eddie can't take much more.

"No," he gasps, "I mean, yeah, just my head being funny. It does that. Very funny head. Please, carry on." He makes a sweeping gesture like he's offering the guy a great gift.

The guy (Steve, his mind supplies, his name is Steve) doesn't look very impressed. More the opposite, judging by the way he sits back on his haunches and takes his wonderful, talented fingers with him. Eddie whines at the loss and curses his poor impulse control.

"I have no idea what could be amusing about my fingers up your ass." There's a pinch to his mouth that makes it look like Eddie really hurt his feelings with his laughter. He can't very well tell the guy that he wasn't laughing at him, but about the many times he censored all the filthy things he thought about doing to the guy with [CAR HORN BLARES].

He sits up and hooks one hand around Steve's neck, his foot pressing into the small of his back and his other hand gripping his hard and dripping dick. Eddie groans at the thought that fingering him affected Steve so much.

"Aww, I'm sorry, big boy. Let me stroke your ego to make it up to you, yeah?"

With that, he begins stroking Steve's dick with firm, sure strokes as he pulls him down for a filthy kiss. Steve comes willingly, panting and letting Eddie plunge his tongue deep into his mouth, giving him an idea of what Eddie wants him to do with the ego he's stroking right now.

Steve moans loudly as Eddie thumbs the head of his dick, and Eddie, his mouth newly freed, can't help but say, "I knew you had a big ego, but I didn't expect it to grow any bigger."

Steve snorts at that, even as his hips push him forward into Eddie's fist. "You're ridiculous, has anyone ever told you that?"

"Only all the time. I don't have a brain-to-mouth filter, I guess? In my defense, I was dropped on my head as a kid, so..."

His statement is followed by a deep groan, unfortunately not entirely a happy one. "Please stop talking."

And okay, fine. He can do that.

He thinks.

Maybe he needs some help.

"How about you make me shut up with your mouth while you fuck me? Just to be sure."

The smile he gets in return is devilish, but Eddie thinks he sees fondness in those expressive hazel eyes, too. "I think I can do that."

And Steve does, expertly.

That doesn't mean that Eddie won't put his foot in his mouth afterwards, but at least he can hope that the orgasm will make it more endearing to Steve.

Because he'd really like to keep doing this.

As usually, thank you to the best discrod crew, my Schwester @yournowheregirl and my platonic writing soulmate @legitcookie for going feral with me and blaring that goddamn car horn so many times.

#steddie #steddie drabble #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things ficlet #steddie crack #I just love silly sex okay #let them have fun and be silly #also I'm not projecting at all with my non-existent brain-to-mouth filter okay?? #my writing #nsft