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[ Eddie's still on the high of coming, long set of shaky moans over how Steve grasps onto his hip. Those sounds continue through harder thrusts, skin crackling with sensation as they slap together, muscles of his chest clenching and rolling under the intensity. He's tighter around Steve, groaning and looking through needy eyes at the other man's face to watch him as he empties into him, moaning when he can sense the extra heat, biting down on his lip at the sensation of cum shooting out of his friend and pooling within him.

He grabs Steve by the back of his head, pulling him down for a fierce kiss, long and hard, a sharp inhale to maintain some air supply so it can lost as long as Eddie needs. He's not going to be the one to break it, willing to go lightheaded, already so from the way Steve has fucked him.

He pushes into Steve, holding him in place with one leg, wanting to relish in the way bodies feel tangled and connected, humming into the kiss. ]

[He's not entirely there in the moment, able to be pliable and bent for Eddie to kiss him. It's his lips that pull him back, groaning into the kiss when his body seems to feel every point their body is touching. His cock is still in him, and he isn't moving, yet. Eddie has him too twisted, and the kiss feels like too much.

Something else is there, he notes. He knows he's already accepting Eddie as one of his own. He doesn't know everything that transpired in Hawkins, and he doesn't need to. All that really matters is the shit they've already gone through here, and Steve isn't going to take this for granted again. He's glad Eddie's there even if it means they're both stuck in this hell hole for a city. It could be worse.

So he kisses him back, trying to convey the words he just doesn't have. One hand pushes onto the mattress, keeping their bodies right where they are and pressed together.]

[ Eddie's mind is heavy with how amazing he feels, that another person could send these kinds of waves through his body, that he could really be this connected to anyone else. It's more than physical, though that doesn't translate fully for him, sparks of aftershocks radiating between them, a desire swept over him to keep Steve's cock inside of him for a long as it rightly can be.

His lips pause only when they're forced to from a need to draw in oxygen, sharp inhale, face shifting back to try to meet Steve's. A rumbling, delighted sound rolls in from his throat to his belly, forehead creasing with the way even that action sends shivers down through his dick and into his ass, knowing Steve can feel it too, the otherwise inconsequestional laugh brushing over how sensitive his own skin is. ]

See? [ Whispered out, lips jutting to press against the others again, a smile behind what could be a fuller kiss, but instead he speaks into Steve's mouth. ] Knew you'd be...amazing like this. Like that.

[ Then though, he has to kiss Steve again, pushing up into his already spent cock, whining from the stimulation, tangling their tongues together and waiting for Steve to be the first one to make a move to start slipping out, to move from a position that, now, is officially one of Eddie's favorites. Who ever could've imagined he'd lose his anal v-card to Steve Harrington? In that moment, he can't think of it happening literally any other way.]

[Steve does have to eventually move, the feeling of still being inside of him sending a shiver down his spine. It takes a moment to adjust and pull out, but he just moves to his side with his arms still around Eddie. He's tired, and that was a lot, but he looks mostly pleased despite how messy they both got.

Eddie's words get a soft hum out of him in agreement, eyes looking over at him at the thought of Eddie thinking about this before now. He had, too, when Eddie was in his bed the last time, but he didn't want to jump straight to fucking him when he was pretty sure he hadn't had much experience with men. Steve takes a breath then and just leans into Eddie for a moment.]

Stay over? You can take a shower later if you want. [Right now he just wants to lay with someone he feels connected to, not having that for awhile now.]

[ Eddie whines, brows knitting hard when Steve pulls out, breathing out as his body goes slacker, muscles relaxing even as his body still hums with sensation. He slides his head so it's snuggling into the crook of Steve's neck, his own arms wrapping around the other man, body shifting to stay close as he can, not wanting any separation.

First time being fucked by a man, first kiss with a man, first handjob and blowjob with a man. Lots of firsts for Eddie with Steve, and he's glowing with pleasure now that they've done this physical act, too. He's wanted to, yearned to, wanted to dive in once their lips first touched, but even now as it's happened with an aphro-laden brain, he's glad for every step their path has taken them on.

He sighs out, slowly, nodding, shifting so he can meet Steve's eyes. ] Absolutely. And yeah. Later. [ Because they are of one mind about this, the want to stay connected, to be close, and really drink in one another. ]

Couldn't stand up right now if I wanted to. [ He leans to give him a quick kiss before he settles back, putting his head where he'd had it before, hair pressing up against Steve's skin, hands happily resting without intent to move. ]

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