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Steve grins and rewards that with a kiss. His hand moves slow and with a lot more confidence than he'd had at the start. He turns them a bit so he can lean into Eddie's body and suck a mark into his neck. He wants there to be proof of this. Evidence. Something to see and use as a touchstone that will remind him 'We were here'.

"I love how my name sounds when you moan like that. Best music of all time."

The more confident Steve grows the easier it is to see how popular he was with the girls in school. He's heard all sorts of rumors about Hawkin's King over the years.

He lifts his chin to give him better access, sighing contently. Hell he'd let his whole body be covered in marks if he could. He could seeing those traces and reminders of being wanted and loved. It might be why his nails graze lightly down Steve's back. Light for now at least, it wouldn't be the first time he's torn that back up.

"Mmm, yeah? Should that be my new single, Stevie?" He grins wickedly as it occurs to him he could record that pretty music for him if Steve wanted.

"Just for me," he agrees. And that there is about the limit of his patience. If there was one rumor about Steve that was not only true but one he took pride in, it was that he liked satisfying his partners first. With girls it the best way to start things off. With Eddie, it was no less fun.

He pushes Eddie onto his back and starts kissing down his chest nice and slow. Steve looks up through his lashes as he goes, holding eye contact as long as he can. His hands slide from shoulders down to his legs and Steve sucks another lovebite against Eddie's hipbone. When he looks up and smiles it's all teeth like a predator.

"Wanna practice it?"

"Private show," Eddie adds with a smirk, nodding.

And fuck- watching Steve work his way down has his cock jumping, and Eddie bits on his lip as he watches him to keep from turning the private show into one people might be able to hear through the walls. "Jesus Steve-" he groans with a laugh, and he reaches to tuck his hair back as an excuse to touch him.

"Gonna wear my voice out before the day even starts," he says with an encouraging nod.

"Don't you dare, Munson. We still need to talk later." But there's no real heat or warning there. Definitely nothing that would make him think twice as Steve finally presses a last kiss at the bottom of Eddie's stomach and then finally takes him in his mouth.

Not the first time they've done this. Steve's actually gotten pretty good at it with time and experience. Each time though he can't help but be amazed at how much he wants it. How much he loves being able to make Eddie feel good.

Steve hums as he slides forward and then back, nice and slow. They've got nowhere to bee.

The teasing grin Eddie flashes in turn is quickly swallowed by a low groan. There was never a time Steve could doing anything sexual that didn't feel like heaven, but fuck has he improved with practice.

Eddie's breath hitches, sighing out Steve's name and rutting his hips up lightly, fingers catching in the sheets.

Steve hums, pleased with the 'music', and reaches up. He takes one of Eddie's hands off the sheets and twines their fingers together instead. Call him a sap, he likes the contact. Always has. The best part of sex for him is always just touching and being touched; the orgasm is almost a positive after-thought.

Steve picks up the pace and sets a comfortable tempo between 'lazy morning' and 'need it right now'. He could do this all day.

Such a sap. And fuck, Eddie loves him for it. Who ever would have guessed?

"Fuck Steve- you're so good, so good to me," he murmurs, thoughts free flowing whenever he's in this state, not that he has much of a filter even when all the blood is going to his head. "Always so good."

Steve purrs with the praise. Yeah, he might have a thing for that, he's still sort of exploring it. But at any rate, it's good. It's so fucking good. Steve hollows his cheeks on one pull up, really wanting to earn those words coming his way. His free hand steadied himself by gripping Eddie's hip tight enough to leave nail marks behind.

He hums, small noises to indicate his own pleasure. He's hard enough right now to hammer a nail and grinds against the bed for some friction.

Yeah. This is better than playing cupid for other people.

Eddie allows his head to lull back for a brief moment of pleasure, but it's not worth depriving himself of the sight of Steve. He's sure he never looks more beautiful than he does in these moments.

"Fuck- hhh- that's it," he encourages, and he's long past the point of trying to hide his whines and whimpers around Steve anymore. "God, you should see yourself- So beautiful-"

Steve lets out a moan of his own at that. He feels like he's floating, practically. High. Yeah, it's like being high.

Steve relaxes his throat to take Eddie deeper. By far the newest thing he's attempted to master, he can't do it long, but he is full of enthusiasm to keep practicing. Already it's a little easier. And fuck, it's hot just knowing that he's able to do it.

"S-shit-" Eddie hisses, still a little overwhelmed that Steve's making progress with that talent, and he swallows thickly at the sight of his throat bulging. It's interrupted with a few anxious glances still, not quite past the fear that it will hurt Steve or prove too much, but fuck it's hot-

"Look at you baby- You're doing it, fuck- nn- s'tight-" he groans shakily, squeezing those interlaced fingers.

Yeah. Yeah, he has a thing for praise. The noises he makes are pretty obscene all on their own and all he has is the mattress still to grind against. Still, he feels like he's on fire all over. He squeezes Eddie's hand back, presses those nails deeper into his side, and takes his time pulling back. Just to plunge right back down and speed the tempo up.

As he moves, Steve is moaning himself, knowing the vibration is only going to add to the pleasure. And, really, he couldn't stop himself if he wanted to.

Praise is something Eddie is more than happy to deliver in heaping quantities, and he's definitely put together that it does something for his boyfriend, even if Steve hasn't said as much directly.

He curses and presses the back of his free hand to his mouth to try and quiet himself. He's pretty sure an awkward noise complaint might literally kill Steve.

"Getting too good at this, baby- Christ. You gonna fuck me?" he pants, feeling the shift of the mattress as Steve grinds and knowing he must be aching by now.

At long last, he pulls off, lips pink and puffy from the abuse. He smiles at Eddie and kisses his inner thigh nice and soft.

"I'm thinking about it," he teases. Steve gives that thin, inner skin a bite and then soothes it with his tongue. "Although I was pretty happy with what I was doing. You sure you don't want me to finish you that way? I wasn't hearing complaints..."

Jesus. It was worth dying just to have Steve look at him like that.

There's a hushed whine at the bite, but it's clearly one of pleasure, and he gives a breathy laugh. "No complaints," he agrees, "You finish me however you want, but you're fucking me either way."

Steve laughs and shifts over on the bed to get what they need. Can't keep it too far. "You're bossy, you know that?" He spreads lube over his fingers and slinks his hand between them. This is another thing he's getting better at but honestly he was halfway there from just being with girls.

He teases at the opening before slowly inching inside. As he does, Steve leans up to kiss Eddie's chest.

"You're also so, so beautiful..."

"Heh," Eddie grins toothily, "Sometimes. You can always try and boss me around," he teases, sighing contently as Steve starts working him open.

Eddie is very much aware of his own like of praise, a rumbling sort of purr in his chest, lips curling easily. "God I love you, Harrington."

"I love you too, Munson," he says with a chuckle, the two of them going to their last names like old times. But unlike last time, Steve is steadily working his way to two fingers inside Eddie and kissing another hickey on the side of his neck. Robin was going to kill him when she saw Eddie marked up like he caught chicken pox. But that was a later-on concern.

No Robin talk or thoughts when naked in bed.

He is moving quicker than he normally does out of blistering need. Still, Steve is careful and watching Eddie close as he starts teasing a third finger inside. "I love you so, so fucking much."

Arching his hips just so- Eddie's able to feel a fleeting brush that makes his breath catch, rocking himself to meet those fingers with the same sense of urgency.

"Still can't believe how good you've gotten at that. Gonna put me to shame soon-" he breathes, reaching between them to give Steve's neglected cock some attention. Slow strokes, nothing to end their fun early.

Steve knows what that little catch is. He pushes in deeper and searches for the spot that makes Eddie really sing. It's nothing to get in that third finger to really help both with the hunt and with the stretch.

"Never, baby. You can still play me better than that guitar." And as though to prove it, Eddie gets him in hand and just that touch alone makes him gasp. Stoking the fires. "God...tell me you're ready..."

"SH-it-" Eddie curses and laughs as those talented fingers find their mark. "That good, huh?" he teases, and groans, hurriedly nodding his head.

"I'm good- I'm ready-" he urges.

Steve doesn't need more than that. He gently pulls free and instead lines himself up. More lube (Steve is a caring and considerate lover), and then finally, he pushes in. He moans loudly the entire slide inside. And it's only when he's completely sheathed that he pauses and leans down to kiss Eddie.

"You okay?"

So considerate. So caring. Fuck Eddie's lucked out.

He whines as Steve slides into place, and there's a breathy laugh before he eagerly returns the kiss, arms settling round Steve to keep him close.

"M'perfect. You're perfect."

Steve smiles at Eddie, leaning to nuzzle his nose against the other's. He stays close as he pulls out and pushes back in, faster than the first time but still careful. Soft pants of air get shared between them.

"You always feel so good. How do you always feel so good?"

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