Steddie Microfic
October prompt: suck
Word count: 480
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Rated T (I think? I’m terrible at ratings. There’s a definite possibility it would be G but I don’t want to put that just in case… someone who knows how to rate please help me! 😂)
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Steve knew he wasn’t the smartest. That wasn’t news to him. He knew he was just the brawn, the battering ram, the shield.
It’s fitting, then, that the one who took the most damage would be the one to break first. The first thing someone sees is the first thing they’ll go after.
And, well… Steve spent a lot of time ensuring he was first.
All that didn’t help, of course, as he felt like he was being tracked in his own house, a predator stalking him through the vents, walls, windows.
He didn’t hear the back door open, but felt the shift in air pressure. “Make it quick,” he murmured, begged, shutting his eyes and bracing.
He opened them again when he heard a chuckle. He whirled around and gasped. “Eddie?”
“Pretty thing,” Eddie hummed, cocking his head. “Eddie’s not here.”
“Then who are you?”
He cocked his head the other way. “I am Kas,” he said. “Servant to Vecna, ruler of his armies.”
“Why are you here?”
Kas chuckled. “To destroy you, of course. You and all your friends. Suck your blood from your veins and your marrow from your bones until you are naught more than the dust from which you were wrought.”
Steve made a face. “A little wordy.”
Kas shifted, and suddenly in his place stood Eddie, pouting. “I thought it was good.”
“It is good,” Steve promised. “But this isn’t one of your campaigns, babe, this is Halloween.” Eddie rolled his eyes, and Steve shivered. “And go take out those contacts, they’re giving me the creeps.”
“Oh thank God,” Eddie said, “they’re itchy as hell,” and ran down the hall to the bathroom.
When he walked back out, Steve was in the kitchen, making them lunch. “Y’know we’re gonna have to get El in on this before she blasts you against the wall first and asks questions second.”
“Way ahead of ya, babe,” Eddie chuckled, wrapping his arms around Steve’s waist, nuzzling at his neck. “She and Hop are both already in on it.”
“Do you think the kids are gonna hate us?”
Eddie hummed. “It’s possible. I’m calling it payback for all the times the little shits got into trouble and needed us to bail them out.”
Steve chuckled. “Good reason.” He flinched as Eddie scraped his teeth against his neck. “Christ, Eds,” he muttered. “You a real vampire now or what?”
Eddie chuckled darkly, flicked out the fake teeth with his tongue, and sealed his lips against Steve’s neck. He finally pulled back to murmur, “I wanna suck somethin’, baby, but it’s not your blood.”
“You’re an animal,” Steve replied, maneuvering himself around in Eddie’s arms to face him before pulling him closer in a fierce kiss.
He bit at Eddie’s lip before soothing it with his tongue, reaching behind himself to turn the stove off.
“Bedroom?” He asked, pulling back.
“Bedroom.”
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