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Steve knows Eddie’s been home all day, has the day off at his record store job and right now it’s the only thing keeping him from totally breaking down while driving home from class. Today had been a horrible day since he woke up to that phone call he’d had with his mom, that being the cherry on top of the shit sundae life decided to serve him today.
When he enters the apartment and throws his bag down at the door Eddie emerges from their kitchen, spatula in hand. He’s smiling until he sees Steve’s face, a look of concern immediately taking over his features.
“Hi baby, are you okay?” He asks, moving closer and putting a hand on Steve’s shoulder. Steve’s lip wobbles but he manages to not start crying here in their doorway.
“No.” Steve says, having promised Eddie that he’d never lie to him about how he’s feeling and that extends beyond the things they do in the bedroom.
“Do you wanna tell me about it?” The long haired man urges gently, Steve actually really loves it when Eddie talks to him like that. It makes him feel like Eddie’s his whole world, like nothing bad can happen as long as he’s around.
“I will but I don’t know if I can yet. Can I…be down for the afternoon?” Steve tries not to squirm asking for this, Eddie’s said before that he’s more than willing to take over for Steve when he just can’t handle being a full person. It didn’t happen very often but occasionally Steve got overwhelmed and needed to just not think for a while. To just let Eddie make all the decisions for him, to let him take control.
“Of course baby, thank you for understanding yourself enough to know you need it.” Eddie kisses him on the forehead and that’s almost enough to make Steve start crying but he’s still not there yet.
“Love you daddy. Steve sighs, tilting his head so Eddie can kiss his face too.
“I love you too baby, give me just a second and I’ll get you changed into something more comfy. Then we can sit down and talk about it. How’s that sound?” Eddie cups Steve’s face, brushing his thumb along his jawline.
“Can I wear one of your shirts?” Steve gives him a wide eyed, pleading look.
“Of course baby.”
Eddie leaves long enough to stop whatever he’d been doing in the kitchen before he rejoins him, smiling at him gently. He guides Steve into his bedroom and sits him on his bed, ducking into his room to grab one of his shirts for Steve to wear. He drops the shirt and a pair of Steve’s shorts on the bed and kneels in front of him, beginning to untie his sneakers.
“Alright baby, nothing else for you to worry about now. Daddy’s got you, gonna take care of you.” Eddie gets Steve’s shoes and socks off, urging him to stand so he can pull his shirt off. He kisses Steve gently before pulling off his binder as well, rubbing his sides where it had rubbed against his skin all day. Steve shivers.
“That feel better?” Eddie looks up at him, still rubbing soft circles into the golden skin of Steve’s ribs.
“Yeah. Thank you daddy.” Steve mutters softly, already starting to get down into that soft floating place. Eddie kisses the moles over Steve’s chest before working off his jeans as well. He pulls an old sleeveless black shirt of his over Steve’s head and helps him step into the running shorts he’d chosen.
“There’s my pretty boy.” Eddie stands and takes Steve into his arms, swaying them gently while Steve laughs. They stand there for a good long minute just holding each other, Steve breathing softly against Eddie’s neck. Steve already feels so much better now that he’s home with his boyfriend.
“Yeah? I’m pretty?” Steve’s eyes are a little wet when he pulls his face from Eddie’s neck.
“You’re so fucking pretty baby boy. My pretty pretty boy, I’m so goddamn lucky to have your attention and love. So good for me always, the best boy I could ask for.” Eddie holds him close, heart swelling with love from this man he’s known for a little over a year. He can’t imagine being with anyone else besides Steve, and wants to be with him forever. Already feels like they’ve known each other their whole lives.
“Thank you daddy, you’re so nice to me.” Steve’s voice has gone a little watery and Eddie can feel tears on his neck, rubbing Steve’s back while he just lets it out. Sometimes his baby just needs to let go.
“You deserve it baby boy, you deserve the world. I’d give it to you, I'd give you anything you asked.” Eddie keeps swaying them gently.
“Even immortality for King Steve?” Steve sniffles, looking up at Eddie with a smile.
“Yes.” Eddie says, deadly serious. “I’d break my DM code for you to keep your character safe.”
Steve kisses him hard, somehow that was the most romantic thing his boyfriend has ever said to him. They make their way to the living room and Eddie pulls Steve into his lap, Eddie being Steve’s favorite chair these days.
“Alright, are you ready to talk about it baby?” Eddie asks, Steve sighs but nods.
“I’ve got a test next week that I’m pretty sure I’m going to fail because I have no idea what's going on in that class. My physics professor just talks too fast and her handouts are all but indecipherable, she’ll repeat herself if I ask but I don’t want to feel like a hassle.” Steve wrings his hands together on his lap before Eddie takes one of them in his own, listening carefully.
“Then I had to block Billy’s number because he tried to text me again.” The hand Eddie has on Steve’s hip tightens.
“Good, if he tries to contact you again let me know. I’ll fucking kill him.” That guy just didn’t seem to get that Steve wasn’t interested and Eddie was worried he was going to have to pay him a visit. Billy was a big dude and he’d probably get his ass handed to him but it’d be worth it to make sure Steve was safe and happy.
“You know, it’s really hot when you get all possessive like that.” Steve traces a finger along Eddie’s jaw and he has to ignore the fluttering in his chest.
“Keep on track baby.” Eddie warns, trying not to let either of them get distracted.
“Right. Then my mom called.” Steve leans back into Eddie’s chest with a heavy sigh.
“You should block her number too.” Eddie says without thought.
“I can’t, she’s still paying my rent and my student loans. I just…wish she wasn’t the way she is. She claims to support me and uses my name but still refuses to refer to me as her son.” More tears spring to Steve’s eyes and Eddie wipes them away, kissing Steve’s forehead again.
“Well, she’s a fucking idiot. Once you’re through school we’re dropping her, if she doesn’t want to treat you right then she can fuck off.” Eddie’s only met the woman once and that was enough. Seeing the way she treated her only son made Eddie want to tell her to leave and never try to contact him. Eddie had been lucky to have his uncle Wayne raising him, the man was endlessly supportive of Eddie no matter what he does.
“Yeah, I don’t want to talk to her anymore.” Steve pouts into Eddie’s neck.
“Was that all baby? Anything else bad happen to my boy today?” Eddie takes Steve’s face in his hands to make him look at him again and Steve shakes his head, eyes still a little sad.
“Okay, just one more thing. Is there anything you don’t want me to do to you while you’re down?” Steve seems to think it over for a while and Eddie brings the hand from Steve’s hip up to play with his hair.
“I don’t want you to hurt me today, I want you to be sweet to me.” Steve’s eyes flutter closed, leaning into the touch of Eddie’s hand.
“I will be so sweet to you baby boy, I’m going to make you forget all about those ugly things. You only have to focus on me, yeah? Daddy will take care of you, let go Stevie.” Steve visibly sags against Eddie, rocking them gently while holding Steve close. His hand in Steve’s hair wraps around the curls, scratching gently at his scalp.
A few minutes later Steve’s breathing evens out and if he could be purring he would, Eddie can always tell. Steve pulls away from Eddie’s chest to look at him, eyes half lidded and glassy. God Eddie loves him so much, he always falls into subspace so easily and beautifully.
“Hi daddy.” Steve mutters with a soft smile, Eddie kisses him.
“Hi baby.” Eddie grins. “Do you want to help daddy finish dinner? You can sit on the counter and we’ll listen to one of my audio books.”
Steve nods and Eddie picks him up, the hours he’s been putting in at the twenty four hour gym down the block from their apartment are starting to pay off. Originally he’d started doing it so he could hold Steve against the wall while he fucked him but it came in handy other times too.
Eddie deposits Steve onto the counter near the fridge, thankful that he’d done most of the prepping for their dinner before Steve got home. His baby tended to get antsy when he was like this if he didn’t have Eddie’s attention for longer than a few minutes. Luckily the audio book of Blade Runner seems to be enough to catch his attention when Eddie isn’t looking right at him. Though Eddie knows it’ll all go over his pretty little head.
With Steve’s very light help, they finish the Japanese curry and sit down to eat at their little kitchen table. Eddie brings their chairs as close together as he can, feeding Steve bits of curry while he tells him about his comparatively boring day. Really all he’d done was clean up a little and go to the game store in town with Gareth who keeps trying to get him into warhammer. Eddie keeps having to explain that he doesn’t have the kind of money required for that if the party still wants to play DnD with minis.
After they finish dinner and wash up, Steve getting the easier task of drying dishes because he asked to help, they curl up together again on the couch. Eddie puts on something easier than the horror movies they usually enjoy together and they watch David Bowie steal a teen girl's baby brother.
“You’d look good in pants like that daddy.” Steve laughs at one point, poking him in the stomach.
“Leggings that show my entire dick print?” Eddie raises an eyebrow.
“Mhm. I could show you off, let everyone see what they’re missing out on cause you’re mine.” Eddie sucks in a breath through his teeth, anytime Steve gets a little possessive over him it makes him squirm. No matter if it’s just Steve saying that he’s his or putting an arm around his waist at concerts it just all felt so good. To know that Steve loves and wants him just as much as he does Steve.
“You’d be too jealous to enjoy it princess.” Eddie kisses the top of Steve’s head ignoring the little huff he gives.
On screen some red puppets are taking their heads off and throwing them around at each other when Steve starts to get squirmy. Eddie tries to focus but he no longer can when Steve looks up at him with big pleading eyes.
“Can we go to bed daddy?” He asks so sweetly.
“Do you actually want to go to bed sweet boy? Or do you just want daddy to touch you?” With the way Steve’s face goes bright red Eddie assumes he it’s the latter.
“I want you to touch me now please.” Steve asks. Again, Eddie’s baby was always so polite.
“Good job using your manners to ask nicely, princess. Let daddy carry you.” Eddie gets a good grip under Steve’s thighs and lifts, Steve wraps his legs around Eddie’s waist and buries his face in his neck.
Soon Eddie drops Steve onto his bed where they sleep for the most part now, though Eddie’s room is a little more cluttered than Steve’s. Steve likes it though, he says it feels cozy and safe. Eddie pulls his shirt over his head, removes his rings and the chains from his pants before joining Steve on the bed. Steve has leaned up against the pile of pillows at the headboard and Eddie crawls between his knees, spreading them wide with his hands.
He presses them flush and kisses Steve with more heat than he had thus far today. Letting their tongues slide together with an intense need to be closer to each other. Steve’s hands tangle in Eddie’s hair, bringing a leg up to wrap around his waist and pull him closer. It’s like Steve’s trying to crawl under his skin and it’s driving Eddie insane.
“You’ve been such a good boy today Stevie, I’m going to give you a treat. All I need you to do is lay back and enjoy it okay?” Eddie’s breathless when he pulls away from kissing Steve, cupping his small breasts over the shirt he’s wearing and pinching at his nipples. Eddie’s shirt, he reminds himself. Steve whines and nods frantically.
Eddie rolls his shirt up Steve’s stomach and tucks it under his chin. He takes time on the way down to lick and bite at his pretty pink nipples before kissing the prominent moles on Steve’s stomach. He keeps teasing his boyfriends nipples with one hand but grabs at the soft flesh of his stomach with the other.
“I really do want to put a baby in you one day.” Eddie sighs, before he can think better of it. Steve’s face lights up and he grabs Eddie’s face in his hands.
“Yes.” His voice is deathly serious. “I want to have a baby with you Eddie.”
“Fuck, okay, yeah. We will, I promise. Just not until I put a ring on your pretty little finger okay? Your mom would actually have a heart attack if ‘that degenerate with the tattoo’s’ knocked you up before we were married.” Eddie frowns, kissing Steve’s stomach again.
“Don’t care about her, I know you’ll be a good dad. You’ll take such good care of us, you already do.” And god damn that almost does Eddie in, he presses his face against Steve’s stomach taking a second to regain his composure. It doesn’t quite stick.
“I can’t wait. I can’t wait to see little Stevie Munson all round like he swallowed a basketball with our baby.” Steve makes a noise that sounds suspiciously like a sob.
“I want that so badly Eddie.” Eddie takes that moment to kiss Steve, the mental image of their perfect little family almost bringing him to tears.
“I want six of them.” Steve says when they part, licking his lips.
“Six kids? Damn baby, can we settle for three? I don’t know if poor old uncle Wayne can handle six grandkids.” He laughs.
“No, I want six.” Steve pecks him on the lips. “And an RV.”
“Oh you’ve been thinking about this for a while huh?” Eddie grins.
“Since I was a kid. My parents were never around and I swore I’d be better than them when I grew up.” Steve rarely talked about his parents but Eddie knew from what he’d heard that they aren’t good people. After Steve came out his father outright refused to talk to him, his mother only did so begrudgingly. The two of them never should have been parents even if Eddie was thankful they brought Steve into the world.
“You are.” Eddie lays his head on Steve’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.
“I didn’t ruin this did I?” Steve suddenly sounds so concerned and Eddie has to grab at his tits again just because he can.
“No way, the idea of knocking you up actually gets me really horny. Isn’t that fucked up?” Eddie laughs, moving back down between Steve’s legs.
“I was the one that initially brought up my breeding kink, remember daddy?” Steve rolls his eyes and Eddie pinches his thigh for being a little bratty.
“Don’t be cheeky sweet boy, you haven’t even got your treat yet. You still want your treat don’t you?” Eddie asks, already working Steve’s shorts and underwear over his hips.
“Yes, please daddy.” Steve threads a hand into his hair, pulling gently at the curls. Eddie grunts, grinding his hips against the mattress. He’s been hard since he dropped Steve on the bed, he’s been aching since Steve said he wanted to have six kids with him.
“I’m gonna suck you off baby, you can pull my hair and move your hips as much as you want okay?” Eddie spreads Steve’s legs even more, pressing a kiss to a knee. Steve nods enthusiastically, his hair bouncing as he does.
Eddie trails kisses from Steve’s knee down to his plush thighs, sucking marks into the skin there. He bites softly at the flesh in his mouth, taking care not to actually bite hard enough to hurt. He hasn’t forgotten that Steve said he didn’t want him to hurt him right now. He doesn’t want to tease Steve too much since he’s said this was a treat but he does use his thumbs to spread him open just to see how turned on he is. Steve’s hole clenches around nothing and more slick drips out of him, Eddie bites his lip to stifle a groan.
Steve tugs Eddie’s hair, pulling him forward, way too eager to get started. Eddie smiles wide, dimples on full display before diving in. He flattens his tongue and licks a long line from Steve’s hole up to his little dick, tongue piercing dragging over it. Steve whines and bucks his hips, smearing his slick over Eddie’s face. He does this a few times before taking Steve’s dick into his mouth, sucking hard. Steve pulls his hair, gasping.
“Daddy.” Steve whines, head thrown back against Eddie’s pillows. Eddie keeps him in his mouth, letting his tongue lave over his cock over and over again. Eddie keeps one hand on Steve’s thigh but brings the other hand to push a finger into his boyfriend's hole. With a grunt Steve’s hips begin to move as if he has no control over them.
Eddie pushes another finger into Steve, slowly thrusting them as he lets go of Steve’s cock to give him a series of short licks. He makes sure that his piercing can be felt each time, knowing how much Steve gets off on it. Eddie’s ruts against the mattress to get some relief from where he’s trapped in his jeans, which he really wishes he’d taken off before they started. Eddie pulls away, crooking his fingers against Steve’s g-spot to compensate for the loss of his tongue.
“You taste so good, princess. I could keep you here all day.” Eddie licks his lips, tasting what was left there. Though at this point nearly his whole face is wet with his own saliva and Steve.
He takes Steve back into his mouth, picking up the pace of his fingers. Steve starts to squirm and his legs start to tighten around Eddie’s face, it’s a clear indication he’s starting to get close. He wouldn’t dare stop at this point and hums around Steve, his eyes fluttering closed. Steve’s hips start humping up against his face erratically, noises that sound almost pained leaving him.
“Close, close. Eddie, daddy.” Steve’s voice cuts out and his thighs close around Eddie’s head, a rush of fluid suddenly splashing him in the face. Eddie keeps sucking until Steve whines and pushes him away, Eddie looking down at Steve with pure wonder on his face.
“Stevie, baby, you just fucking squirted from me sucking your dick.” His voice is full of elation and he moves Steve back up further on the pillows to look down between his own legs. The small puddle there makes Steve somehow even more red.
“Never done that before.” Steve’s whole body is trembling a little and Eddie is going to marry him one day. Eddie is going to marry this incredible and sexy human that just came all over his face.
“You’re so perfect it’s unbelievable.” Eddie kisses Steve, making him taste himself on his tongue. He moves Steve farther to his side of the bed, away from the mess they’d created. He holds Steve tight while he comes back down to earth.
“What about you daddy?” Steve yawns, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s cheek.
“This was about you princess, I’ll be okay.” Eddie smiles though he is absolutely leaking in his jeans, he’d planned on either waiting for Steve to go to bed to jerk off in the bathroom or just waiting until he wasn’t hard anymore.
“But I wanna watch you get off.” The man in his arms whines saccharine and high. Eddie hangs his head and tries to fight a laugh.
“Okay, anything you want princess. Anything for you.” Eddie stands and wiggles out of his jeans, not missing the way Steve’s eyes zero in on the wet spot on his boxers. He rejoins Steve on the bed, letting him curl up against him with a leg thrown over one of his own. He grabs the bottle of lube shamelessly sitting out on his bedside table and squeezes some into his palm.
He wraps his fist around his cock with a hiss, letting his head thump against his headboard. When he raises it again Steve is watching the slow pace at which he’s jerking himself off like it’s information he needs to remember or he’ll die. He rubs over the barbells on the underside of his dick, humming softly as he does.
“What are you thinking about daddy?” Steve asks after a second of rapt attention.
“You Stevie, always.” Steve moves up to kiss his cheek, hands tracing the tattoos across Eddie’s chest. He’s always been kind of fascinated by them, ever since they moved in together.
“What about me?” Steve tries to sound coy but is still too far gone to quite pull it off.
“How pretty you’d look with a tattoo, something to show that I own you.” Eddie’s free hand that had been holding Steve presses over his back, just above his ass. “Something here, a tramp stamp.”
Eddie’s laugh turns into a moan halfway through as he picks up the speed at which he’s jerking off, tightening his fist.
“Okay.” There’s not a hint of hesitation in Steve’s voice when he says it and that should be illegal.
“You can’t just agree to that baby.” Eddie sighs.
“Why not? I’m yours aren’t I? Why wouldn’t I want to keep you with me always?” Steve’s way too gone to actually agree to anything like that right now but damn if it doesn’t turn Eddie on even more. The idea that his precious boyfriend would want to get something permanently put on his body as a reminder of their relationship. They’ve only been dating for about six months but Eddie already can’t imagine his life without Steve.
“You are, you’re all mine.” Eddie buries his face in Steve’s hair and inhales the scent that’s all him, getting closer and closer to cumming over his fist. The fresh memory of Steve squirting playing over and over in his mind.
“Cum in my mouth daddy, please? I want it real bad.” Eddie’s eyes fly open and he has to squeeze the base of his cock to keep from spilling.
“Stevie, you're going to be the death of me.” They reposition themselves so that Eddie is kneeling over Steve’s chest, his mouth open for him as he waits for his boyfriend to cum in his mouth. It doesn’t take more than a few strokes of his own hand before he’s cumming with a heady groan over Steve’s tongue. He watches Steve keep perfectly still until he’s got Eddie’s entire load in his mouth and then very deliberately swallows. He holds his clean tongue out with a wicked grin.
Eddie flops off to the side of the bed, patting around blindly until he can take Steve’s hand in his own. The night goes still and quiet until Eddie raises his head up to check on Steve.
He’s asleep.
Eddie laughs quietly and leaves the bed as silently as possible to pull on a new pair of boxers. He slides his arms under Steve and carries his sleeping boyfriend back to his bedroom, crawling in after him. Steve rouses very briefly to throw a leg over Eddie’s before he’s back out again. Eddie knows he should wash his sheets but he can’t bring himself to leave Steve’s side.
If it were up to him he’d never leave Steve’s side again.