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[Steve has no problem in the intimacy department or in the fuck because we have to department either. The latter happens much more in the city than he would care for, but right now this is decidedly not that, and Steve actually feels a lot better about it because of that.

So he moves over Eddie, his dick naturally pressing against the other's. It makes him inhale sharply, feeling how hard they both are at once. He can grab them both in his hand, stroking at once. He answers without saying anything, just smirking back at Eddie, waiting for his own reaction to what he's doing. It's not as easy to do, but he can jerk them both off for now, dipping down to kiss him again. He means to pin him there, hungry and hard now.]

[ Eddie is not one to deny when he wants something. Going for it this clearly, with sex and intimacy, has not always been his go to. Being punched in the face, or worse, doesn't feel worth it when he's assumed his heart may also get broken. So, crushes and attraction? Held close to his heart. This, though, it's all been explicitly stated as mutually desired, safe. It's why he's as enthusiastic and open as he's been.

Eddie's breathing picks up in rate and volume when Steve actually starts to move on top of him, their nudity giving him goosebumps, but a guttural groan sounds when their shafts touch. His stomach clenches hard when Steve's hand slides around his dick, pressing the two of them together, an unadulterated and wanton cry of a moan leaving him. Yeah, the smirk definitely goes unseen, and hope nobody's home to hear that initial moan, or the preceding ones as the joint stroking really starts up. His neck flushes, and he has to pull his eyes open as they'd snapped shut from the direct coursing of pleasure.

He doesn't even have the opportunity to try to say something right away, lips already parted but now kissing Steve back. One hand grabs onto linens, the other fiercely goes to dig fingers into Steve's hair, tangling up into soft locks. One leg slides to grip against Steve's hip as Eddie grinds with the touch, moaning as he sees sparks in his vision whenever he shuts his eyes.

Even if he wants to say anything, tease or otherwise, Steve's left him incapable of that for the moment, what with the heightened, roaring pleasure. He does moan Steve's name into their kiss, his cock jerking and throbbing, pre-cum at its tip. ]

[That feeling of body on body and skin on skin is enticing, makes his head spin. Eddie's in his bed right now, and everything he's felt about the worry and about potentially screwing up when he was last here, not knowing Eddie's fate and how he knew that Steve not being from Eddie's time had affected him, all of that seems to melt away at the fact that he wants him. It's not that Steve isn't wanted. He can get that from anywhere, but it's a different sort of want. Eddie doesn't just want sex. That's not what's going to happen at the end of all this. Steve likes knowing that, feeling secure in what relationship they already have.

All semblance of thought leaves Steve though, just taken in the moment. He knows what to do in this position, and he's always done it really well. His movements are smooth even if he's not as experienced with men as he is with women. He still knows how to make the person he's with feel good, and that's exactly what he's trying to convey.

Some hair gets in his eyes and he flicks his head to get it out. Hands are too busy, one holding himself over Eddie as the other starts working harder. He even starts grinding his hips down so that the other man can feel what it would be like if he was fucking, the slow drawn out roll of his hips and the way he rocks against Eddie's own cock, still in his hands. And with his own name on Eddie's lips, the hand sort of holding him up moves so that his hand goes into his hair without trying to pull it on the bed. He's kissing him so much harder now, feeling that heat in his stomach coiling over and over, but before he's going to get off, he wants Eddie to at least get to his own peak.]

[ With Steve showing a physical, maybe romantic (Eddie couldn't be 100% sure what his former self got up to), interest in him, he wasn't not going to jump at seeing where that might lead. It'd ended up with a hungry need Eddie wasn't totally prepared for, and now they've come to this point and with both being all in, he's taking what they do as it comes. Every new experience carries with it a revolutionary sensation that he wants to lose himself in and even without communication, he feels closer and more trusting of Steve.

There's a stolen moment of realizing how fast Steve jumped at the chance to take both of their dicks in his hand, to touch Eddie's for the first time, all while he himself had contemplated just reaching out to touch Steve.

Absorbed in every intricate moment of what's happening, he moans at the way Steve manuevers his hair out of the way. Jesus, even that's sexy? No chances he won't indeed be going to Steve again for this, something like it, something more.

Pleasure shoots as if from every atom he's made up of, racing through his legs and making them tense against Steve's body when he starts to grind up against Steve's hips, eyes closing with a white hot streak flashing across his eyes. ] Jesus, fuck. [ No thoughts, only relishing in how they writhe together, he moans when Steve is pressed more on top of him, mouths connected, and Eddie continues to tangle fingers in Steve's hair, pulling harder.

His other hand slips between them, sliding along Steve's fingers to just rest there, bringing light touches to touch over whoever's cock the stroking may guide him too. With it, he's left groaning against the touch of his own fingertips, moaning into their kiss when he feels the heat of Steve's dick.

Stomach tensing and twisting with pleasure, he can feel his cock going stiff as it can get, rigid and telling him what he needs to tell Steve. He doesn't want to stop kissing him, grasping hard on his hair, face moving back only to blurt out ] gonna come [ before he's crashed his lips back, humping up and into Steve's hand.

It's the first anyone has touched him in ages. Any stamina he might build in future months will be perhaps more impressive, but Eddie can't and won't stop his orgasm from hitting. Cum starts to spurt out, loudest moan he'd moaned roaring out of him into Steve's mouth, his entire body slamming up into Steve's to push and press their bodies together as close as they can get. ]

[Steve can hold out. He's never had a problem in that department, not when his sole focus is on Eddie's pleasure, and making sure this is good. Of course it's not that he's unaffected, even the way the other curses sends a jolt down his cock, but he keeps rocking slowly, keeping his hips in a smooth, languid motion. It's enough for Eddie to imagine other things, especially being under him like this. It might not be the right time to go further than this, but Steve's fine with it all the same.

Then he feels Eddie's body start to stiffen, and he takes in the way he looks, wanting to memorize this moment, and the way his body is reacting when he's feeling something good for the sake of feeling something good. Steve doesn't know everything about Eddie's life, what he's gone through, but he's been working now to give him this. So when he gives him the warning, Steve just dips down to kiss him hard, not caring if the mess is made on them both or not.

The kiss itself is almost blistering, feeling his own cock twitch in his hand. Steve's sure to keep jerking throughout the other's orgasm only releasing when he's sure Eddie's done. Steve's rock hard at this point himself. He's already jerking himself off, trying to chase that same feeling. It was hot to watch his friend fall into that pleasure, knowing he's the one that gave it to him. The smirk on his face says as much. He's breathless when he looks back at Eddie when he finally comes down.]

You want me to come on you, too? [Knowing he can already feel how Eddie finished on his own cock and stomach, but Steve clearly doesn't care about the mess. He'll just add more to it.]

[ Every surge of pleasure gets an upward grind of his hips into Steve's hand, his climax hitting hard. There's a ragged breath when he feels that hand pull away, lower half still pulsating as it reels, last traces of milky white still covering the head of his cock. His own hand had gone lax, drifting away, resting at his hip. It takes a few seconds for Eddie's eyes to flutter open, catching that smirk on Steve's face, and he'd swear he's been taken to another plane of existence.

His eyes dart down Steve's body to get a long stare at his stiff cock, breath still coming out labored, panting softer now that he's come but waiting for his friend to follow just keeps his desire sky high.

The question gets an immediate shaky nod of his head, righting the action to show affirmation and adding ] Yeah, do it. I wanna feel you all over me, too. [ He already knows this will be the stuff of his fantasies, kinkier thoughts racing up in his mind. Steve Harrington being about to come on him, asking if that's what Eddie wants. Spreading their combined cum over his soft cock until he gets it hard again. Bringing it up on messy fingers to see how they taste together.

Those thoughts rolling in his head, he slides his thumb through a streak of cum he realizes is coating Steve's stomach, reaching to rub it over the head of that hard cock amid Steve's strokes. ] Come on me, babe.

[Eddie's made a sufficient mess between them, but Steve doesn't seem to care at all. He's got enough on him and on his cock. He's let go of Eddie's by now, just looking down as he strokes himself even with a little bit of his own come still on him. His eyes are wide, feeling heady himself, but he's so hard, and he wants to hear Eddie say it.

He grins when he confirms it, and yeah, this might be veering into something a little more kinky already, but Steve knows this place, and likely they'll be diving into more things soon enough. So without another word, he just starts jerking himself hard. Eyes clothes for a moment before he forces himself to look down, watching Eddie under him, just waiting for him to paint him white.

Which it doesn't take a whole lot of time to get him where he needs to be.]

You want this, yeah? [He groans again as the first spurt shoots out. It's followed quickly by a few more, landing across Eddie's chest before he's aiming himself down, wanting to get his come an Eddie's cock, too. It feels so fucking good, and it's even hotter to watch Eddie with his come just on him.]

[ Eddie is so hyper-focused on the present, the way he's already covered them both with come, every inch of him wanting to see Steve do the same. His lips press hard together in a thin line, tongue darting all over them when he sees Steve's hand work harder, pace instantly increasing once he gave what now feels like a coveted answer.

Head nodding, curls of hair rolling in place, brown eyes flick back up to Steve's face when those words are heard. ] Fuck yes. [ Said as he feels heat hit his chest, soft moan at the pooling warmth in a tiny splotch, and his gaze flicks back to see his friend's cock shooting out more come, a shaky groan when it hits and spreads over his own dick. And he looks back up to see Steve's expression, taking in every aspect of his face as he comes, wanting to remember exactly how Steve looks in those throes of ecstasy.

His hand slides his fingertips over Steve's fingers, wanting to make that contact as he just stares up in the satisfaction of release and of seeing the other reach the same. ] So. That's...really...fantastic. Steve.

[ He reaches up and behind him, aim to pull Steve down to press directly against his body, increasing the slick mess, wanting to capture his lips in another kiss. ]

[His head falls back, groaning at how good it that felt. His eyes finally look down at Eddie, seeing the mess with a slight twitch to his own cock. It's definitely hot covered like he is. He smirks to himself when Eddie says what they're both thinking. Steve isn't able to respond though before he's being pulled back down on him.

He kisses him even deeper than before, conveying how much he really liked this and wanted it. It isn't something he expected coming into it all, but after everything that's happened, it's just nice to be able to have this. Eddie's safe here-- well as long as the city doesn't start it's shit. He can deal with that, handle it however he has to.

In the meantime he just wants to have a friend, even if this feels like more.]

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