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Eddie let out a sigh, collapsing against the couch. He took a swig from his beer, letting out a small grimace, the lukewarm beverage sliding down his throat. Nonetheless, he finishes it off, tipping his head back and swallowing the last of the liquid. He sets it down on the coffee table and belches, grinning at Steve. The man grimaces in return, wrinkling his nose. “You’re disgusting, y’know that?” Steve deadpans and Eddie blows him a kiss as a reply. Steve rolls his eyes, grabs the now empty beer bottles, and stands up abruptly, sighing. “I’ll grab us another” Steve quips and Eddie nods, eyes transfixed on the movie in front of him. The bright screen illuminates the dark trailer, casting shadows over the furniture and the walls. He watches Steve’s ass as he walks over to the kitchen a mere inches away from them, bending low and searching the fridge. He lets out a low whistle and Steve flips him the bird, making him laugh.
Moments later, Steve returns with two cold beers and passes it to Eddie, the latter catching it swiftly. “Thank you so much, baby” Eddie murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to the man’s forehead as he sits down. “Yeah yeah - next time, you’re getting them” Steve complains, snuggling into Eddie’s side. Eddie throws an arm around Steve, tugging the man closer, grinning at him.
They watch the movie in comfortable silence, each quipping small commentary here and there, and before Eddie knows it, the end credits are rolling and he’s blinking back sleep. Steve is currently passed out, head drooping against his shoulder as he drools slightly. He softly smiles at this, before lightly shaking awake the man, trying to get him to awaken. He stirs slightly, before blinking, opening his eyes. He yawns, sitting up straight and raises his arms above his head in a stretch. He wipes at the drool on his lips and looks at Eddie, blinking sleepily. “Wha’ time is it?” he says groggily and Eddie checks his watch. The red font blinks back 12:52, and he lowers his hand, ruffling Steve’s hair. He lets out a noise of protest, swatting Eddie’s hand away, but soon relaxes into his touch, mouth parting in bliss. “It’s a little after midnight” Eddie replies. He gets up and shuts off the tv, plunging them into complete darkness, besides from the soft light illuminating his bedroom. “Let’s go to bed, big boy” Eddie says, turning around and facing Steve. Steve mumbles something under his breath before standing up, stretching once more. His back cracks loudly as he does so and Eddie winces; Steve really needs to see a chiropractor, he notes, before walking over to his room, Steve trailing behind him.
He opens his drawer and tosses Steve a pair of boxers, grabbing a pair for himself as well. He changes, slipping on the boxers and Steve does the same, leaving his clothes in a pile on the floor. Steve slips into the bed, under the covers and Eddie climbs into bed as well. Steve instantly snuggles into Eddie’s side, already half-asleep. “G’night” Steve breathes and Eddie softly smiles, reaching over to Steve and shutting off the lamp. “Goodnight, Stevie” he replies, kissing the top of his head. They drift off to sleep, Eddie spooning Steve and their breaths grow synchronized, in the pale moonlight.
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A moan is what wakes him up from his slumber. Eddie, half-asleep, opens his eyes to find Steve curled up in a ball, whimpering into the pillow. His eyebrows furrow as he checks the clock on his bedside table. It’s a little after four in the morning, and he rubs his eyes, squinting at the object. At first, he thinks it’s a nightmare - Steve did have plenty of those - but it’s the words that tumble from his lips that make him pause in his tracks. “Eddie ” Steve moans, shifting ever so slightly in his sleep. Eddie raises an eyebrow as Steve shifts once more, laying on his back. He must’ve kicked the sheets off him, Eddie conquers, and as his eyes drift lower, he notices a very evident tent in his boxers, the fabric slightly wet on the front. The pale moonlight streams in through the window and illuminates the room, and Eddie can see as Steve’s hips gyrate, thrusting ever so slightly up in the air, chasing some form of contact. Eddie smirks at this, brushing the hair out of his face as he watches Steve, transfixed on his movements. He bites back a smile as he realizes, that Steve is having a wet dream. And not just any wet dream; one that’s about him. It’s what spills from his mouth next that has Eddie’s cheeks turning red.
“ Fill me up - ah - I promise I’ll be good .”
Eddie knew Steve was a sleep talker; he knew very well the man could have countless conversations with himself when he slept, but this time, it was different. The way he sounded, the way he let out high-pitched moans, had Eddie feeling hot and bothered all over.
“ I promise, I can take it. Please, fill me with your seed, your babies ”
Eddie’s head spins at this new knowledge. They always say that dreams display your deepest, most darkest secrets but he had no idea Steve was thinking about this. And it turned him on.
The thought of filling Steve with his cum, pumping his load into his tight little hole made his boxers uncomfortably tight, in the dark of the room. They had never done it without a condom; Eddie was an avid supporter of safe sex and Steve had always complied. They were both clean - both got tested on the regular, but still, Steve never pressured Eddie into anything he didn’t want to do. And for that he was grateful.
But as Steve whispered obscenities into the silent room, Eddie bit back the urge to masturbate silently next to him. Steve let out a particularly loud moan and Eddie couldn’t take it anymore. He lightly shakes Steve awake, the man muttering protests under his breath. He slowly stirs awake, blinking sleepily at Eddie. Eddie stares back at him with wide, hungry eyes as Steve sits up, groggy. “Eddie? What’s wrong?” He says and Eddie swallows thickly, throat suddenly dry. Steve must’ve realized he was sleep-talking again, and freezes, realizing that he’s in fact hard. And so is Eddie.
“Shit” Steve breathes, pulling the covers over his waist, covering his erection. He wets his lips, chuckling nervously as Eddie stares him down. “Did I..say anything incriminating?” Steve whispers and Eddie lets out a nervous laugh, turning on his side and facing the man fully. “I think you already know the answer to that” Eddie breathes, his pupils blown wide with lust. Steve blushed, pink dusting his cheeks. “I know, it’s weird and all but I can explai-” Steve begins but Eddie cuts him off, hand snaking beneath the covers and underneath the fabric of his boxers. He takes a deep breath, before letting the words past his lips.
“You want me to fill you with my seed, hmm ?” Eddie questions, voice low with lust. Steve gulps as Eddie’s hand wraps around him, pumping his dick slowly. He nods meekly, cheeks tinged red as his eyes flutter shut at his words. He looks so needy, so desperate for attention that it has Eddie's heart pounding in his ears. Steve's mouth parts slightly as Eddie flicks his wrist, thumbing over his tip already dribbling with precum. Eddie pulls his hand away and Steve whines at the loss of contact, looking at Eddie pleadingly. “I asked you a question. Use your words, princess ” Eddie hisses. At this point they’re both fully awake, panting heavily at each other as Eddie awaits Steve’s reply. “Y-yes, Eddie” Steve breathes and Eddie pats his stomach, dipping into his boxers once more. “Good boy ” Eddie whispers, and Steve shudders at the praise. Eddie’s hand slips out of Steve’s boxers once more, and pulls down the covers, exposing both their bodies to the cold air. Steve shivers as Eddie moves swiftly on top of him, bracketing his thighs in between his knees. He pulls down Steve’s boxers in one fluid movement and Steve’s dick springs up, bobbing ever so slightly. It's swollen, red and angry and dribbling precum from the tip. “You’re already so hard, darling” he drawls, scooting down slightly so he can bend down. Steve sits up, resting against the headboard, panting lightly. He’s barely touched the man, and he’s already a mess. He grins up at Steve, who stares down at him dazed, before taking him into his mouth.
“ Fuck, Eddie” Steve moans, eyes fluttering shut as Eddie swirls his tongue around his head, lapping at the precum that trickles down his dick. “You like that?” Eddie murmurs against him, pressing soft kisses into the skin that lay there. “ Yeah ” Steve breathes, hand snaking down and grabbing a fistful of Eddie’s hair. Eddie hums at the feeling, bobbing his head up and down with fervor. He feels Steve tense and pulls up off his dick, wiping the drool that threatens to fall from his lips.
“Not yet” Eddie says and Steve groans, throwing his head back at the loss of contact. Eddie reaches for the bedside table, opening the drawer and fiddling in the dark before he finds what he’s looking for. He finds the small bottle of lube, pops the cap open, and squirts the sticky substance onto his fingers. Steve rushes to take his boxers off, flinging them off into a corner of the bedroom, and spreads his legs, eagerly awaiting Eddie’s fingers. Lust coasts his eyes as Eddie sits back on his thighs, drinking in the sight. Steve with his legs spread, staring up at him through hooded eyes, is a sight to see.
“You ready?” Eddie questions and Steve nods eagerly before Eddie slips a finger inside of him. Steve shifts uncomfortably; the initial intrusion always feels foreign for him but he soon grows used to it, willing Eddie to add in another. Eddie complies with another finger sinking into his hole. The way Steve’s hole greedily sucks his fingers in is intoxicating, and Eddie feels heat bloom within his gut. He scissors and stretches Steve open with fervor, the man writhing in response. “Eddie” Steve groans, when he hits a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves inside the man. He gasps, hand shooting to the side and clutching the sheets, white-knuckling them.
The sensation must not be enough for Steve, for he pushes his hips against Eddie’s fingers, willing him to add more. Eddie complies, slipping a third finger inside, and Steve pants, back arching off the bed. “I need you, inside me” Steve whines and Eddie glances up at him. The man is sweating bullets, eyelids heavy as he stares at Eddie, biting his lower lip. Eddie pulls his fingers out from Steve and he whines at the loss of contact, hips pushing themselves towards Eddie’s vicinity. Eddie lets out a sharp “tsk ”, taking his time taking off his boxer and throws them on the ground.
“So impatient, are we?” he murmurs and Steve wipes the sweat away from his forehead, wiping it on the sheets. “Yes, please, god Eddie I just need you inside of me alread-” Eddie cuts him off with a kiss, stroking his dick with the excess lube. Steve arches up into his touch, mouth parting slightly and Eddie slides his tongue inside his mouth, licking into it. They kiss for a moment before Eddie pulls away, grinning.
He hesitates for a moment, before squirting some lube onto himself, stroking his already hard dick a couple of times. As he peers down at Steve, he notices Steve glancing at his dick, eyes wide and cautious. “Are you ok with this?” Eddie says softly, sitting back on his heels. Steve looks towards the place where he knows the condoms are hidden and nods. “Yes, Eddie - I’m sure” he breathes, giving Eddie a soft smile. “I wanna feel you; all of you ” he continues, flushing slightly. Eddie grins, pulling him into a soft kiss, before lining himself up with Steve’s entrance.
He pushes in slowly, Steve’s tight walls sucking him in and they both moan as he bottoms out, hips flush against Steve’s own. “You’re doing so well for me” Eddie purrs into Steve’s ear, who nods in response. His eyes are squeezed shut; no doubt in a combination of pain and pleasure as he adjusts to Eddie’s length. His hands find their way to Eddie’s back as they scramble for something to hold onto, mumbling obscenities under his breath. He could feel every inch of Steve now as his hole fluttered around Eddie’s dick. “ Fuck ” Eddie moaned, head resting in the nape of Steve’s neck.
Steve tapped his shoulders, signaling him to move and Eddie complied. He was so tight, so warm that it had Eddie seeing stars. They danced along his eyelids as he began to slowly thrust in and out of Steve at a languid pace.
As he thrust in and out of Steve, he remembers the words that spilled from his lips as he slept. In the heat of the moment, Eddie grabs Steve’s chin, forcing him to look at him. “You wanted this so bad, hmm?” He breathes and in the pale moonlight, he can see Steve’s adam’s apple bob up and down, mouth parting slightly. “You want me to breed you? Is that it?” Eddie questions, hips snapping forward causing a cry to erupt from Steve’s mouth. "Yes” Steve moans back, nails biting into the skin of Eddie’s back, leaving half-moon crescents on it.
“You want me to fill you up with my cum? Give you a baby, is that it?” Eddie breathes, thrusting into Steve faster now. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, the sound leaving Eddie weak in the knees. He feels drunk, drunk on his words, drunk on the feeling of Steve around him, drunk on the power he holds above the man. Steve wantonly moans, letting out little ah ah ahs with every thrust into him. His dick slaps against his stomach deliciously, bouncing and spurting precum every so often.
As he fucks Steve, he hikes a leg over his shoulder, the new angle sending him deeper inside of Steve than before. He hits the little bundle of nerves with every thrust, which causes Steve to gasp out in pleasure, electrifying and igniting his senses on fire.
Steve is blubbering nonsense, on the verge of tears as Eddie pounds into him relentlessly, pressing him into the mattress. “ Please fill me with your cum, I need it so badly, I need your kids inside of me, oh god I want it so badly-”
Eddie smirks, and begins to stroke Steve’s dick once more, twisting his wrist in a manner he knows that Steve enjoys. “I will princess, since you asked so nicely” he drawls, hips stuttering as tension brews in his stomach.
Steve stops his rambling, mouth falling agape as his eyes flutter shut, hole tensing around Eddie’s dick. A couple more thrusts and a flick of the wrist is all it takes to send Steve over the edge, body shaking as he shoots his load all over his stomach.
Eddie trails not so far behind him; Steve’s hole flutters as he comes and Eddie moans, slamming his hips once more into Steve’s, coming deep inside of the man. His dick pulses and he sees stars as he comes, filling Steve up with the substance.
He rests his head on Steve’s forehead for a moment, heart thumping loudly in his chest as he catches his breath. He pulls out of Steve, quite reluctantly he might add and Steve grins, panting slightly. He pulls Eddie into a soft kiss, both of them breathing slightly into each other’s mouths.
Eddie gets up, going to get a wet rag, and before he can question what he’s doing, Steve is pulling his knees up to his chest, hole fluttering as it tries to keep the cum from leaking out. Eddie’s spent dick jumps weakly at the sight, stirring an emotion so deep inside of him he feels his heart swell with pride. “Gotta keep the, k’now, kids from leaking out” Steve mumbles, growing redder by the second. Eddie grins, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
He returns moments later to find Steve still in the same position, and cleans the cum off his stomach, and cleans himself off too. He thinks for a moment, before grabbing a fresh towel, and orders Steve to lift up his hips. He complies and Eddie shoves the towel underneath his bottom, a precaution for his clean sheets. Steve mumbles a “thanks”, and Eddie simply nods, softly smiling. He throws the now-soiled rag in the laundry basket, and climbs back into bed, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.
The room is now considerably more light; the room is cascaded with a blue tinge. It’s silent for a moment before Steve breaks it. “Thank you” he says quietly, hips shifting on the bed. “What for?” Eddie says, biting back the smile that threatens to take over his face. “It’s always been a fantasy of mine. So y’know, thank you for not deeming me…weird” Steve finishes, and Eddie frowns slightly. He looks up at Steve to find the man already gazing down at him, worry in his eyes. “Oh, baby” Eddie says, cupping his cheek. “I would never, ever think you were weird for that” he says honestly, and it's true; they had already explored Eddie’s own kinks, and Steve never shamed him once for them. “Plus” he begins, pressing a soft kiss to his jawline. “It was kind of hot” Eddie admits and Steve snorts, his laughter causing his chest to shake.
“You’re ridiculous, Munson, y’know that?” Steve says and Eddie grins, laughing along with him.
“Oh I know” he says cheekily, grin growing wider.