hellooo dont know if you're taking nsfw prompt for the ytau but if so what about s/teve and e/ddie discussing each others snz preferences/ fantasies .. and them... indulging each other
So, Steddie inducing each other in my YTAU has been a HUGE request. This one they don't talk about preferences or anything, but they do induce each other and things get spicy.
18+ ONLY, NSFW.
The pair are on the bed, Eddie straddling Steve’s waist as the younger man is leaning against pillows, both smiling at each other. The air is not quite tense, he’s not sure what the right word might be- electrified? charged? desperate? Swallowing, the barista leans up and presses a kiss to Eddie’s lips, smirking when he pulls away.
“Ready?”
“So ready,” Eddie chuckles, eyes crinkling at the corners. Steve loves when that happens.
Steve tilts his face up slightly, as if to tell his boyfriend to start, that he too is ready and excited. The long haired man expertly slides the tip of the tissue he’s twisted up moments prior into Steve’s left nostril, and instantly the man’s nose crinkles. It itches and he wants nothing more than to give into it. His breath hitches, eyes watering.
“How ya feelin’ Stevie?” Eddie’s eyes are wide with want, and he can feel how hard he is, pressed against his leg.
“Ihht tihh! tickles..” he leans his head further back, letting himself get lost in the feeling. “Gohnna sneeze.” His nose twitches and the tissue teases him, Eddie teases him, pulling it out enough the tickle backs down, leaving his sinuses buzzing.
“Please..”
“Please what, sweetheart?” The tissue goes back in, rubbing against the now damp walls of his nostril.
“Pleahhse let me sneehh! Hhhih-snf! sneeze..”
It’s torturous as his nostrils twitch and flare, but it feels good too, so good and it makes him fuzzy headed, experiencing not only the desperation but also the feel of Eddie grinding on his hips. The tissue goes barely a centimeter farther and-
“EISHHuhoo! huhIKSHHHOoOo! Fuckk…that felt goohh-EIXSHHUH! ETSCHhhUh! Good.”
Steve doesn’t cover, spraying the front of Eddie’s chest and his own stomach. He arches his back and hips up enough he rubs into his boyfriend's underwear. They both moan at the same time, then Eddie kisses him, rubbing their noses together. It’s enough to set Steve’s already itchy nose off again. He leans into the other man’s lips.
“Uhh-ITSCHHh! HuheiiKSHHoo!”
“Fuck Steve,” Eddie bucks up desperately, rubbing their noses again.
“Ehhddie! Gonnaa…hehhIHTShhOoOo! Oh god..”
Steve’s own hard on is throbbing, leaking precum already, though who can blame him when Eddie’s making these obscene noises, rutting against him so desperately it’s as if he’s unable to get a coherent thought. Shifting, Steve flips them, moving down to pull the musician's underwear down, rubbing his nose at the hair around his pelvis. It tickles his nose and he buries his face against his skin, rubbing hard to exacerbate the blooming feeling.
“EHIKSHH!! Ehhddie-IHDdhSHHOoo!”
A particularly wet sneeze cuts through the noises being made, and Steve can see the mess he’s making, mixing now with the precum dripping all over his hand as he rubs Eddie’s shaft, thumb brushing against his slit.
“Steve oh fuck, oh my god…” the artist mewls and bucks into his boyfriends hand.
“Patience Eddie,” Steve says, voice stuffy and nose running as he looks at the other man, who whines softly.
“You’re a tease.”
“You act like you’re surprised.” He noses against Eddie’s pelvic bone, moving down further and further until his mouth is on his dick.
“Steve, m’begging, Jesus Christ.”
“If you’re begging,” Steve chuckles, bringing Eddie into his mouth.
Less than a minute later, his boyfriend’s cumming against his stomach, Steve watching, his own dick throbbing.
“Need some help with that?” Eddie asks finally when he catches his breath, eyes cast downwards.
“Please?”
“I’m at your service Stevie.”
X X X
Steve looks like the cat that got the cream when he walks into Eddie’s apartment. He’d gone up to give Robin and Chrissy some of the cookies they’d made earlier, and finally he was back after what Eddie considered far too long of a time. The barista is smiling, though the way his eyes are burning a hole into Eddie’s makes it feel more like a warning of something to come.
“Babe?” Eddie asks, cocking his head to the side.
“Let’s watch a movie,” the younger man says abruptly, his tone oddly determined, almost resolute.
Frowning a little, Eddie agrees, wondering why his boyfriend’s acting so strange. Had Chrissy and Robin said something to him that made him uncomfortable? Moving to the couch, following the taller of the two, he sits down and grabs the remote. Steve sits almost on top of him, wrapping his arm around his slender shoulder.
“Someone’s cuddly.”
“Mm, missed you.”
“For the fifteen minutes you were gone?”
“I always miss you,” Steve plays up his charm, even winking.
They settle on Star Wars, A New Hope. Both men find Mark Hamill to be nice to look at, and Eddie enjoys the sci-fi aspect while Steve enjoys the actual story. Fifteen minutes in, Eddie rubs at his nose, then his eyes. They’re both itching- not terribly, but enough it’s annoying. His sinuses start buzzing, making congestion settle in, filling his head. What the hell? He’s not been around anything, he doesn’t smell a new cologne on Steve either. He rubs at his nose again, sniffling thickly.
“You okay?” Steve looks at him, but there’s something in his eyes that make Eddie narrow his own.
“You did something.”
“Who, me?” The shaggy haired brunette looks at him innocently, but then his eyebrows relax and a smirk appears on his face. “I may have loved on Holiday some while I was over. She just really wanted cuddles and pets,” the barista explains.
Well that explains it then. Husky hair.
“And so you came in and cuddled right up to me?” Instead of accusatory, Eddie’s voice is more eager, getting excited at what it all means.
“Pretty much.”
The musician cuddles closer, rubbing his face into Steve’s shoulder. He may regret this later, but for now he’s going to have fun with it. He can feel the buzz in his sinuses growing, can practically feel the dander and dog hair rubbing their way through his nose, irritating it. He rubs his nose roughly against Steve’s shoulder again, only grinding the culprits deeper into his nostrils.
“iiHGkSHuhew! hhEiiKSHHEW! huhh-IGkSHuhEW! SNFSNF! hUHEISHH’ew!”
Steve looks at him entranced, making Eddie blush. He rubs his right eye and sniffles, feeling mess accumulating at the edges of his twitching nostrils.
“Forget sometimes just how allergic you are,” Steve purrs, licking his lips, pressing them against his boyfriends. “How itchy all that dog hair makes you, how sensitive you get.”
Every word seems to make the itch intensify, and Eddie’s eyes are fluttering as his nostrils flares into perfect circles, mess glistening against them.
“ihhKGTshhUhew! Snf! hihXtCHHEW! eiihEISHhhuh! SNF! Oh mby g-ghh’INGHKSTCHuhew!”
Steve’s staring, rock hard. He squirms and presses Eddie down against the couch, kissing him again. “What do you need, baby?”
“Cahhd you..sngf! Cahhdd…huhIhGKSH’uhEW! SNGF!”
“Use your words Ed’s. I can’t do anything to help until you tell me exactly what you need,” Steve smirks, coming up with rules on the spot.
“I n-nee’HH-ughh…need a t-iiEHGKSHuhew! ishKSHHhuh! a tissue…” he rubs at his nose desperately, palm against the tip as mess runs down to his cupids bow.
“You need a tissue, what?”
Eddie’s eyebrows knit together a moment before realizing.
“A tissue pl-sngf! Please?”
“Good boy,” Steve chuckles, looking at him with sparkling eyes. “But how about we use something different, hmm?”
The man shucks his sweater off, then his shirt, keeping the second garment in his hand before bringing it up to Eddie’s nose, rubbing at his twitching nostrils, jiggling his septum for relief.
“iIHGkshEW! HehhKYSHHhew! SNGF! ahH’IGKSHuh! Oh fuck…”
Eddie realizes that not only is Steve hard and grinding against him, he’s also hard and has been rubbing both himself and Steve with his free hand. Interesting, the musician thinks dimly. Maybe he does get turned on by his own sneezes.
“Fuck Eddie, so hot,” Steve kisses his lips, nuzzling their noses together before helping him strip down as well until they’re both naked and fumbling to the bedroom, collapsing on the large bed.
Eddie’s aware of what’s coming and he grins, rubbing his nose again, leaning forward for another kiss.
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Okayokay, here for the writers asks:
🙋🏻♀️ Do any irl people know that you write fanfic?
💞 Who is your comfort character? +
🤩 Who is your favourite character to write
🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?
omg hi soso !! thank u for including the questions so i don’t have to keep flipping back and forth between the ask post and this SKDKDJD OK LETS SEE
🙋♀️: HELL no omfg no they do not and we’re going to keep it that way !! i do have a couple friends that knew i used to ! back in like 2016 or so we would write fics for each other and it would be our little thing but as far as they know i’ve . stopped . LOL
💞: um i have too many to count but since this is a st blog i’m going to say probably will or robin ! idk robin is just so refreshing i remember loving her when s3 came out (i was just gay but i also love her) and there’s just something abt her personality that is so deeply personal to me (the neurodivergency?) idk i just want to put her in my pocket and give her a big hug! and also will obviously do i even have to say anything i feel like he’s everyone’s comfort character 😭 even though all he knows is sadness and heartbreak and pain and loss and basically everything But comfort . he’s just so <3
🤩: mike definitely mike! as u all have probably picked up LOL i just relate to mike a Lot and i find his inner monologue rly easy to write bc it’s very similar to my own/the way i think? and especially bc the last two seasons were largely will pov i love writing him bc it’s an excuse to get inside his head and put hie brain under a dissecting scope and poke at it with a stick! as for side characters, i really love writing lucas because he’s so fucking funny and wheelclair and byclair are so personal to meeeee ! and also willel in general. love love love i always get so carried away w their scenes oops
🌞: i think i answered this in another one but i’ll do it again since that probably got buried under my pile of asks since then shdjdjd i definitely write a lot more at night bc my brain just thinks better when it’s dark and quiet out ! but i do a lot of writing on the google docs app on my phone (way too much actually it’s not good for my thumbs) so i’ll jot some lines down or write a scene on the bus/in between classes/etc.! however lately i’ve also begun writing more in the afternoon on the weekends and stuff when i have time and doing sprinto on discord w my friends which is rly fun! so basically . all day all the time 😭
thank u sm for these they were so fun !! 💞
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