《A Rekindled Love (A Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson Love Story)》The Prize of the Dungeon Master
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"So- can we go to bed now? I'm so fucking tired." Steve slouched and nuzzled his nose into Eddie's neck. A chuckled vibrated through him and hands came to pet his hair, "have you even ate today? No offense love- but you look dead." Steve sat back up and gave his boyfriend an offended look, "excuse me?"
He got off Eddie's lap and stood up from the couch. "I am completely- FUCK. I am completely fine, thank you. Asshole." A pain ripped through him, they were getting better but if he kept making fast movements, he felt like they'd never go away. "And I had a piece of toast- so ha. Suck it." He stuck his tongue out at his boyfriend, who quirked an eyebrow at him. "Steve, it's five o'clock and your bragging about eating a piece of toast. I can't have you losing that ass baby, it makes things easier on the both of us."
Steve choked on his breath and tried to weeze out a response. "Thank you for being so worried about me, really." He turned and walked up to his room, the footsteps behind him not going unnoticed. He slipped the vest off and put it on the end of his bed, keeping Eddie's shirt on and searching for a pair of sweatpants. "Do you want this shirt? I know you don't like wearing clothes two days in a row." He mumbled a yes please and found a pair of sweatpants, slipping his jeans off and throwing the comfy pants on.
He turned around and the wind was knocked out of him. His boyfriend was standing there with his shirt in his hand- and didn't seem to have one on his actual body. Eddie raised an eyebrow at him and smirked, nudging the shirt in his direction. "Do you want it or not?"
Fuck yes. Steve just stood there and raked his eyes over the man's body, not missing a single inch before absentmindedly reaching for the shirt and taking it from him. "Harrington, is there something on me or do you just find me that sexy? Because you haven't closed your mouth for this long since I've met you."
Steve scoffed and narrowed his eyebrows at the man, turning around and ripping his shirt off, replacing it with new one that enveloped him in his favorite smell. He smiled for a quick second before turning back around and making eye contact with Eddie, "you're a bitch. You know that?"
His mouth fell open and Steve walked out, stomping his way to the couch and slouching down into it with a blanket. He was mumbling incoherent curses until Eddie came down and sat next to him, pulling him onto his lap so Steve was straddling him. He had an amused smile on his face and it was pissing Steve off, this jerk was smiling at him after insulting him twice. "Baby, I'm sorry for saying you look like death. I just worry about you okay? I had a long day not being able to see you- I'm sorry."
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Steve rolled his eyes and looked away from him. Of course he liked what he said, Eddie always knew the right shit to say to make him melt in the palm of his hand. He reached up and grabbed Steve's chin gently, coercing him to look in his direction. "And I never said the last thing as an insult. You know I love that mouth of yours." Hell. That's where he was going. There's no going back at this point. Every time he's with Eddie it's just sin after sin. Which he couldn't give a fuck about. If Eddie kept talking to him like that, he didn't care where he ended up.
Steve just sat there blushing, "I still think you're a bitch." He chuckled and his hands grasped at Steve's waist. "While that's not my favorite name you've called me, I still think you're adorable. And that's the only reason I'm letting you call me it."
He thought back to the other morning when he called him daddy, and his blush grew deeper at the thought of the effect it had on his boyfriend. "So, will you let this bitch by you dinner? I do want to know you're eating, and not just for your ass-" His hands roamed back to it and he dug his nails through the material of the sweatpants, pulling Steve closer to him. "Even though that is one of my favorite things about you."
He tried to hold in the whimper that fought release at the friction of them rubbing together, biting his lip and taking a big breath. Eddie's eyes shot down to his lips, "don't do that." Steve was confused, having no idea what he did. He released his lip and stared down at his boyfriend. "Don't bite your lip like that." Steve's blush grew worse at the realization, he was turning his boyfriend on at the smallest things and it excited him, knowing he could affect Eddie even a fraction of the way the man affects him.
His stomach grumbled and Eddie laughed, a bright smile taking over his face. "I'm gonna go order a pizza, find something to watch." He pecked Steve on the lips and lifted him off his lap, sitting him back down on the couch and walking into the kitchen.
Steve wrapped himself back into the blanket and turned the tv on, immediately switching it to Golden Girls and cuddling back into the couch. Eddie walked in and groaned at the show, sitting next to Steve and wrapping his arm around his shoulder. "Are you serious?" Steve leaned into him and placed a soft kiss on his neck, "I'm sorry it's not a horror movie to ease your angst, dungeon master." Eddie rolled his eyes and pinched Steve shoulder, moving to look down at him, "you know, all these names and you have yet to call me the one you know I want to hear."
Steve froze and felt his face flame up again for the fourth time tonight. "I- I don't. I'm sorry- I've never-." He whine and dug his face into Eddie's side, trying to hide from his embarrassment. He felt the man's body shake from his laughter, "relax love. If it's meant to be, it'll eventually just fall out naturally. I said I don't mind being called it, not that I have to be." Steve's hand wrapped around Eddie and he rubbed his- very toned- stomach. "Okay."
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For the second time tonight Eddie lifted Steve up into his lap and pulled him against his chest, but this time he had no shirt on- and that was doing a lot more to Steve than he could admit. "Take your shirt off." Actually it's your shirt but-. Steve froze in his lap and didn't say anything. "I wasn't asking Harrington. Take it off."
He slowly grabbed the ends of his shirt and took it off, holding it in front of him for some god forsaken reason. Eddie grabbed it from him and put it on the couch next to them. His eyes raked down Steve's chest and he reached out to moved Steve's head to the side, studying his neck. His hands traveled down to Steve's hips and he hooked his fingers in the sides of his sweatpants. "W-what are you doing?"
Eddie gave him a reassuring smile and kissed his cheek. "Calm down Harrington I'm not gonna make you strip. I just want to see if you have any bruises or anything so I can be more careful about touching you." He pulled the sides of Steve's pants down just so he could look at his hips, and there they were- small bruises where Eddie's hands had been the night before. "Shit." He sighed like he was disappointed in himself, but there was a small part of Steve that knew Eddie liked the sight of it.
"Can you stand up for me love?" Steve nodded slowly and stood up, Eddie's hands moving back up to his waist and turning him around. "Fuck." Steve couldn't see it, but there were bruises littered down his back from being slammed against the wall numerous times. "I- I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was being that fucking rough with you-"
Steve turned back around and sat back on Eddie's lap, taking his face in hands so he would look at him. "Do not apologize to me." Eddie's eyebrows turned down, "what?" Steve grabbed his hands and placed them on his butt, scooting forward on his lap. "Don't apologize for that. I would keep these bruises permanently if it meant I get to do that again everyday. Hell, I'd ask you to fuck me harder right now if I wasn't still in pain from last night. I'm fine Eddie- really. Yes I can barely walk but I'd be proud to hobble around if it meant I was getting fucked by you constantly."
Eddie's eyes went wide as the words left his boyfriend's mouth and he sat there, speechless. His speech eventually caught up to him and his whole body flamed up in embarrassment. "So y-yeah I guess I like the pain, at least a little. I honestly think you could try to kill me and I'd still like it."
Eddie bursted out in laughter and his head flew back as he cackled up a storm. Steve rolling his eyes, not trying to fight the smile finding it's way onto his lips. "God I love you, you weirdo." Steve smacked his arm, "I'm the weirdo? You're the one that likes being called da-" The grip on his butt tightened and he was pulled flush up against Eddie's bare chest. He could feel the man's breath on his ear and he shivered at the tingling feeling he got. "I wouldn't finish that unless you want to be on your stomach in three seconds."
Steve whimpered at the dirty thoughts that ran through his mind and he mumbled a quiet sorry. Eddie grabbed his shirt and handed it to him, "this is already hard enough on me now that I've been inside you love. Make it a little easier on me so my need to stare you eases a bit." Heat built up in Steve's stomach at his words and he slipped the shirt on.
Eddie leaned in and kissed him softly, cupping the side of his face. "Thank you. I like it- you know, when you wear my clothes. I love it actually, seeing you at school today in my shirt and my vest. It makes me feel amazing. Plus you look hot as shit in black." Steve laughed and returned the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away. "Hot as shit huh?" Eddie rolled his eyes, "you want me to fuck you harder huh?"
Steve immediately shut up and looked anywhere but at Eddie, the heat of his face suffocating him. "How much harder? Because I thought I was going to break you. And you were screaming pretty loud so-" Steve smacked his arm, "shut up asshole, I know. I was there." Eddie chuckled, "so you can go on an entire rant about how bad you want me- constantly might I add. But the second I bring up sex, you get nervous?"
Steve rolled his eyes, being pushed onto the couch a second later and Eddie crawling on top of him with a mischievous smirk on his face. "Answer the question then baby. How hard do you want me to fuck you?"
Maybe he isn't going to hell, maybe he's just been sent to heaven.
I love you guys so so much and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Also volume 2 is officially out for me and I won't be able to watch it until god knows when, so no spoilers!! I've been watching it with my mom so I can't watch it without her, or I'd be doing that right now.
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