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fettuccin-e · 1 year

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Better Than Nine to Five

hi guys i wrote this quite a while ago!! i had trouble with the beginning but, like with most things i write, the words started coming as soon as the characters started coming (get it?? get it cause like cum) but ANYWAY pls enjoy the poly!steddie content!!

Tags: Steve Harrington x Reader x Eddie Munson, established poly, dp in one hole, brief use of sex toys, afab!fem!reader, unprotected piv

Steve can barely ever get off work these days. He hasn’t been as fortunate in the job market as you or Eddie; the both of you have pretty strict 9 to 5 jobs, able to sit and relax after a day at work, knowing what your schedule will be the next week, and the week after that. Steve’s schedule, at best, is random and wildly inconvenient, working late shifts almost every night and waking up the next day with you and Eddie already gone to work, alone in your shared bed.

He hates it, you and Eddie know he does, but he puts up with it, wanting to help all of you save up for a house, a pretty one that’s the exact opposite of the run-down, shitty apartment that you all live in.

You and Eddie also know, however, that Steve needs a chance to fucking relax for once. And if there’s anything you both know how to do, it’s how to make your sweet, loving Stevie let out some steam.

It’s Eddie who calls Keith and tells him to let Steve out early for the day. “He needs tomorrow off too,” Eddie says, twisting his finger around the phone cord.

“No fucking way, Munson. I’m already doing a favor for him by letting him out today, but he’s coming in tomorrow, whether he likes it or not.”

Eddie opens his mouth to respond, eyes narrowed and angry, but you rip the phone from hics grasp.

“Look Keith, either you let Steve off tomorrow, or I'm going to the cops to tell them about the stash of weed you’ve got in your office. That we an smell it all throughout the damn store. And wouldn’t that just be a crying shame?” you snarl into the receiver.

“It was your freak boyfriend who sold me that shit in the first place!”

You nearly laugh at the high-pitched indignance in his voice. “Are you really gonna tell them that, Keith? Maybe I’ll also throw in the fact that they should probably look into your tax records, right? I bet there are some glaring inconsistencies, aren’t there?”

“You fucking bitc-” You hear Keith stop himself, sighing angrily. You hear a loud crash in the background just before he says, “I’ll let him off tomorrow, but you stay the fuck out of my business, you got that? I’ll-”

“Not a chance, maybe try being less of a shit person. Bye Keith!” You don’t give him a chance to respond, slamming the phone down.

Eddie watches you with wide eyes, before smirking, pupils blown and dark as he grabs your waist to pull you in for a hot, messy kiss. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad like that, baby.”

You giggle, reaching a hand up to play with his messy curls. “Gotta stand up for my boys, don’t I baby?” You step away from him, grabbing his hand to drag him to your bedroom. “C’mon, Eds, you gotta get me ready for Stevie, right?”

Eddie nearly faceplants into the carpet in his race to get to the bed.

It’s only an hour later that Steve unlocks the door to the apartment, stripping his vest off. Keith had stumbled out of his office earlier that day, mumbling something about, “go home early, Harrington, shit. Just wait till like, six or something, and you can go.” Steve had been confused, but decided not to question it, his heart galloping at the thought of spending the evening with the both of you for the first time in far too long.

Except the apartment seems almost empty when he walks in, all of the lights off and the living room and kitchen empty, devoid of both yours and Eddie’s presence. His heart drops, only for a second, thinking that he’s alone in the apartment, before he hears a loud, keening whine come from the bedroom.

Your unmistakable whine, followed by Eddie’s familiar whispered praises of “shh… baby I know, I know. It’s a lot, but I think he’s home, did you hear the door open baby? He’s gonna think you’re so pretty baby, so good, planning all this out for him.”

You answer Eddie with a choked sob, and Steve’s pants suddenly are far too tight, cock bulging almost immediately. He goes to open the door, and the sight that greets him almost makes him pass out on the spot.

You, with your hips hiked up in Eddie’s grasp, your flushed face pushed into the mattress as Eddie works his cock into you, his pretty hips slapping against your plush ass. Eddie’s head snaps over to the bedroom door, mouth pulled into a self-satisfied smirk while he keeps fucking you.

“Look, baby,” Eddie grunts, lifting his hand to give your ass a loud smack. You jerk, head turning to see what Eddie wants, and smile blearily at the sight of Steve.

“S-Stevie, you’re, ah, home,” you slur, struggling to get the words out between Eddie’s strong thrusts into your needy pussy.

Eddie watches as Steve’s eyes darken, his big hand moving down to palm at the bulge of his cock through his pants. “She’s been waiting for you, Harrington,” Eddie says, sounding almost like he isn’t fucking you stupid. “She had this all planned out, wanted to surprise you.”

“Well, uh, consider-” Steve coughs, eyes trained on Eddie disappearing into your pretty cunt over and over. “Consider me surprised baby.”

Eddie chuckles, and Steve’s eyes snap from where you both are connected. “Steve, this isn’t even the best part.”

“What?”

“C’mere,” Eddie mumbles, and you whine as he stops his thrusts. Eddie beckons Steve over with a playful finger, and Steve moves next to him, kneeling on the bed to see what Eddie thinks is so important.

Steve nearly chokes on his spit. Because there, in your dripping cunt, is a pretty blue dildo, shoved inside you right alongside Eddie’s cock.

“She wanted to take both of us today,” Eddie whispers into his ear, and Steve can hear Eddie’s smug smile. “Been working her open for the past hour, waiting for you to get home.”

Oh fuck. “Oh fuck,” Steve says, echoing his own thoughts. He smooths a hand over the soft skin of your ass, and you whimper softly.

“You like it?” you ask, almost tentatively, and Steve almost laughs at the absurdity of the question.

“Like it?” Steve says softly. His hand moves from your ass to push lightly on the base of the dildo, making you gasp sharply. “Baby, I love it. God, you’re so fucking hot.”

“You gonna take your clothes off, Harrington?” Eddie murmurs. “She’s been waiting so long for us, it seems cruel to make her wait any longer.”

Steve follows Eddie’s vaguely concealed demand at an almost frantic speed, ripping off his shirt so fast it gets stuck on his arm for a second. He ignores Eddie’s tiny laugh. He stands off the bed to untie his shoes and shuck his pants off, his hard cock slapping harshly against his stomach.

“C’mon baby,” Eddie whispers to you, “gotta let Stevie lay down, right? So you can sit on his pretty cock, yeah?” Eddie's mouth waters just a little at the sight of his boyfriend, hard cock glistening and hairy chest heaving. He looks fucking illegal, Eddie thinks. You nod your assent, but still whine as Eddie shuffles back, his cock slipping out of you along with the dildo, leaving you painfully empty for the first time in an hour.

Steve follows Eddie’s instruction, laying down on the bed, while you kneel up, swinging a leg over his hips to straddle him. You lean forward to brush your lips against his, smiling softly.

“Hi, Stevie,” you whisper, and he smiles back at you, curling his fingers into your hair.

“Hi, baby,” he whispers back, before crushing his mouth to yours. He feels Eddie grab his cock, notching it up against the entrance of your pussy, and suddenly you’re sinking down, down, sucking him into your sticky walls, making all three of you moan in unison. You and Steve breathe heavily into each other’s mouths as your ass finally meets Steve’s heavy balls, buried all the way inside.

“God, fucking shit, you both are so fucking hot, Jesus,” Eddie grunts from behind you, and you both can hear the unmistakable sound of Eddie’s hand slipping up and down his cock, still sticky with your juices.

You turn, smiling softly at Eddie’s blushing face, his lips parted as he looks at you both. “Eddie,” you whisper, “You can’t cum yet. Y’gotta fuck me too, right baby?”

Eddie curses again, before kneeling behind you, just like he had been a few minutes before. ”You are a fucking minx, you know that?” He mumbles, and you would giggle if it weren’t for the blunt tip of Eddie’s cock nudging against your opening, right beside Steve.

“Ah- Oh God-d” you whine as Eddie’s fat cockhead pops into your stretched out pussy. You thought you would be prepared for it, with the dildo, but you don’t think anything could’ve prepared you for this. Eddie’s sticky cock nudging along Steve’s as he sinks deep into you, Steve’s warm hairy body beneath you, his big hands on your waist while Eddie radiates heat above you.

Steve’s not doing much better, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the feeling of Eddie’s gorgeous cock squished against his, the hot walls of your pussy strangling the both of them. Eddie’s hands are clutched into the bedsheets beside your sweaty bodies, and Steve takes his hands off your waist for just a second to grab Eddie’s hands, entwining their fingers together to hold onto your waist at the same time. You all take a minute to just breathe, allowing your pussy to adjust to the stretch of both of them.

They’re both whispering breathless praises into your ears, trying to get through to your cloudy brain. “So, so good for us, baby, taking us so good,” and “Can’t believe we’ve got you baby, you’re so pretty, so, so good for us. Y’feel so good, princess, fuck.” You can’t even discern whose voice is whose anymore, lost in a sea of pleasure and nearly-painful fullness, their cocks reaching so deep inside, pressing into every crevice of your sensitive pussy.

And then they start to move.

You try to gasp air into your empty lungs through your screams and cries of pure fucking pleasure, the both of them thrusting in tandem to bully your pretty pussy open for them again and again. Eddie’s face is nuzzled into the crook of your neck, pressing comforting kisses into your skin between whispers of “doing so good, princess,” and “y’feel how wide you’re stretched baby? Fuck, you’re so sexy, sweetheart, how’d we manage to land you?”

Steve’s groaning praises of his own, primal grunts of “so fucking sexy,” and “our pretty, gorgeous baby. God, can’t believe I’ve got you both,” before licking into your mouth in messy kisses.

You knew, even while planning this, that none of you were going to last long, and you’re a strange mixture of pleased and slightly disappointed to learn that you’re right. The knot in your stomach is tight, tightening and tightening as they rock into you, the overwhelming stretch of both of them keeping them pressing into your g-spot. You’re choking on your own spit as moans try to escape your throat.

It’s going to be over far too soon, but knowing that you can take them both, that you three could do this again, makes your pussy clench, your clit throbbing.

After only a few minutes of Steve’s and Eddie’s strong thrusts into your dripping cunt, grinding overwhelmingly against the spot that makes you sob, you reach your hands into both Steve’s and Eddie’s hair, your hips jerking uncontrollably.

“I’m gonna, oh God, I-I can’t, I’m gonna,” you gasp painfully, tears leaking down your flushed face, not even able to get the words out, before your pussy is clenching hard around both Steve and Eddie. You’re shaking like a leaf, overwhelmed and wrung dry as Steve and Eddie rub their joined hands up and down your waist.

“Shit, baby, you’re so fucking t-tight,” Eddie whimpers, composure fully lost. “Steve, I gotta-I gotta, gotta cum.”

Steve nods frantically, unable to form words, before he’s releasing one of Eddie’s hands to instead cup around his boyfriend’s head, dragging him down to meet his lips, licking into his mouth over your shoulder. Their hips stutter as they finally, finally cum, flooding your dripping pussy with a mixture of both of them.

You all breathe heavily for a moment, the room feeling hazy. Like heaven, Steve thinks, this is like heaven. You know you can’t move, feeling drunk and ripped apart, but your boys know it too. They slip gently out of your used pussy, Steve moving you to his side to cuddle you into him gently. Eddie steps out for just a moment, coming back in with a warm, damp cloth.

“Baby, Eds is going to clean you up real quick, okay?” Steve whispers, and you whimper softly, nodding your head, your eyes still closed. Eddie takes the permission to wipe the sweat off your body, and clean up a little of the mess between your legs.

“Good girl, sweetheart,” Eddie whispers when he’s done, pecking you softly on your sleepy lips, before turning to give Steve a quick kiss. He throws the cloth in the hamper, knowing you would hate to make up to it laying on the floor, before laying on the other side of you, pressing himself comfortingly against your naked body. Steve reaches down to tug to the sheets over each of you, and grabs Eddie’s hand to hold, their palms resting atop your warm body.

“Shit, I’m gonna have t’call off work tomorrow,” Steve mutters into your hair.

“Don’ worry bout it,” you slur, sleep already whisking you away. “I took care of it.”

“She did,” Eddie smiles. “I’ll have to tell you about it tomorrow, she was fucking hot.”

“She always is,” Steve smiles, chest hurting with happiness and sheer, unadulterated love. “Our perfect girl.”

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moonstruckme · 24 days

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OOOOO I didn’t realize you wrote for steddie x R!!! Can I request your version of what would happen if reader came down with a nasty stomach bug from work and our boys tried to take care of her only to end up with it themselves? (Totally not projecting my own unfortunate current demise 🫠)

Thanks for requesting lovely! Feel better <3

cw: mentions of nausea, stomach pain, not eating due to illness

poly!Steddie x fem!reader ♡ 759 words

“Poor little lovebug.” You’ve given up on trying to deter Eddie as he sets his lips to your temple, cuddling close, but you and Steve exchange a look.

The other boy rolls his eyes. “I’m not going to take care of both of you,” he says. You all know it’s an empty threat. “If you get yourself sick, you’re on your own.”

“I’m helping,” Eddie argues, lips meandering down to your neck. You inhale softly as the muscles in your abdomen spasm painfully, and his hands are there in a second, pressing over the sore spot like it’s a wound he can stopper. “What’re you doing, Harrington? She doesn’t want your lame toast.”

Steve softens. “She’s gotta eat something, though.” He looks to you, almost apologetic as he says, “It’s toast or cheerios, honey. Unless you think you can stomach something more.”

You shake your head, snuggling into Eddie. He makes a happy sound, adjusting his position to tuck you under his chin and get you more securely in his arms. You’re sick of being sick. It’s only day one of the stomach flu several of your coworkers have said they didn’t get over for three days, and you’re well and truly fed up with it. Fed up with being nauseous and achy and alternately too hot or too cold.

Steve had discovered upon his early-morning search that there’s not one thermometer between the three of you and has been debating going to the store to get one, but says he’s reluctant to leave you in the hands of the most inept caretaker possible (your very sweet and loving boyfriend). Eddie is ambivalent; he says you don’t need a thermometer anyway, because his lips are the best gauge there is (he keeps pressing them to your forehead and making sizzling noises, which Steve only found funny the first time but entertains you and Eddie to no end).

Eddie fully gives over to your self-indulgent tendencies in not eating, but Steve is watching you with a dissatisfied little furrow between his brows. He crouches by the bed, feeling your face with one hand and reaching for the nightstand with the other.

“At least have some gatorade, then,” he capitulates, holding the bottle out toward you. “You’ve gotta stay hydrated.”

You feel guilty and sit up. Eddie protests at your moving, but Steve gives you a smile as you drink.

“You’re really a ton of help,” he snarks at Eddie, though he reaches down, carding a hand through his boyfriend’s curls.

“I’m just succumbing to my fate.” Eddie shrugs. “I’m gonna be sick tomorrow, may as well start acting like it now.”

“It’s not as fun as it looks,” you say between sips, then regret it. Your face heats as both boys’ expressions turn pitying.

Eddie wraps a hand around your hip, squeezing lovingly, and Steve says, “I know, honey. You wanna nap for a while? We’ll give your stomach a chance to settle before we try with the toast again.”

You nod and let Eddie wrestle you back down onto the mattress, pulling you snugly against him. “Think of it this way—at least soon, you’ll have a companion in your misery.”

And by the next morning, you do. But it’s not Eddie.

“Toast,” Eddie begs, shoving the piece of bread forward like he’s jousting with it. “C’mon, baby, just a few bites.”

Steve groans, crossing his arms over his head. “Later,” he bargains. “I can’t do it right now.”

Eddie looks to you desperately. “Did you finish your water?”

“Mhm.” You give the empty bottle a little shake as proof, and your boyfriend sighs in relief.

“Good girl.” He bends over you, stamping his lips to your forehead firmly. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

You hum and reach for his hand, but Steve grabs you, turning you around and hugging you to his chest possessively. You’re more than alright with this, nuzzling his stubble while he splays a hand on your back.

“You know what? Fuck you, Harrington.” Eddie slaps the piece of toast on Steve’s shoulder and leaves it there. “Can’t believe you’d fucking do this to me. That better be gone when I get back.”

“Where are you going?” Steve asks, smugness evident in his tone.

“To get a fucking thermometer!”

Steve’s chuckle rumbles through the both of you, and you smile against his neck.

“You’re enjoying this way too much,” you tell him.

“Yeah, I don’t know what you were talking about.” He kisses your cheek, his lips as warm as your skin. “This is tons of fun.”

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thyme-in-a-bubble · 1 year

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angel and evil steddie au where, for whatever reason, reader has put them on a sex ban/something of the sort, but one of them end up convincing her about ‘just the tip’. I think this could be both of them, but they slowly inch further and further in, swearing it’s just the top, but then u feel their balls fully pressed to u, and their only excuse is that ‘doesn’t it just feel so good/right though??’

A/N: i kinda went a bit crazy with this one, couldn’t just write a little blurb… the “just the tip” thing is just so nomnomnom yummy and i need it like i need oxygen.

word count: 2022

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“Come on Y/n,” with yielding hands, Eddie carefully sat down next to you, “look, I know I fucked up, I am well aware of that,” he emphasized, “but it’s not fair for Steve,” he motioned to the creature sulking in the corner, staring out the cracked bedroom window, “he doesn’t deserve to undergo the same punishment, my punishment, I should take the full of it, not him,” he gesticulated, “fuck, I mean, just look at him. I think if you don’t do something now, relieve him even a little bit, he will just snap and trust me, you don’t wanna see that,” even from here you could see his ivory knuckles as the angel dug his fingernails into his palms hard enough to draw blood, “please, at least just kiss him a little bit.”

“Fine,” you huffed, snapping the angel out of his daze. Pointing a threatening finger towards him as he turned in your direction, “but you’re still not getting any, you got that?” you warned.

His stoic frown instantly melting away, he breathed out a soft smile, “got it,” slowly moving towards you as felt the devil crawl away.

“I will just give you one kiss, alright?” your finger was still raised as he sat down beside you, his presents causing your arm to retract as he moved in closer.

“Yep,” like coming up for air, his hands slid up to each side of your face, “one kiss,” and the next thing you knew, the angel dove in, and desperately pressed his lips against your own.

Like a man starved, Steve didn’t let his touch falter for even a second, not even parting to catch his breath as his fevered kiss quickly grew out of control. His hands soon wandered all over your form, making you dizzy and causing you not to notice fully when he desperately tilted your body down, pressing you into the mattress with his own weight, just barely hovering above you as he attacked you with his ravenous lips.

“O-okay,” you uttered weakly, his touch succeeding as usual in being extremely persuasive, “I think that counts as way more than one kiss,” your breath ragged as you turned your head for your kiss to be out of his reach.

Your legs naturally rested on either side of him, curled up and hugging his hips as he brashly melted further into you, letting you feel the previously only suspected tent in his pants press against your hot panties, your short dress haven ridden up completely. Ignoring your comment completely, he simply moved on to your neck as he began to grind down against you, needily scratching his itch and making your breath grow more wild.

“Just a little bit more, please,” he croaked, smearing his plea all over where your pulse hammered on the side of your neck, “just give me a little bit more, sweetheart,” his fingers digging into your soft thigh for support as he rocked against the growing wet spot on your exposed underwear.

“Steve,” you tried to fight how your eyes fluttered closed, still determined to keep the disappointment alive, that you had taken out on the both of them, though your arms still reluctantly slid up around his neck and fervently grabbed onto his broad shoulders.

Roaming a hand up to squeeze your tit, your nipples standing proud and visible through your thin dress, he purred, “come on, honey,” catching one of the pebbles between his fingers and tugging on it teasingly, causing your thighs to clench around his form, “I know you need this as much as I do.”

“Steve…” the rest of your words fell short as he raised himself up, hovering above you with his forearms strong on either side of your head, letting you stare into his breathtaking eyes.

Looking down at you as if you were turning into his favourite meal, he continued, “and maybe this could be a way to up his punishment…” with a finger on your jaw, he tilted your head over for you to gaze at the devil, silently watching from the corner of the room, “just let him sit there and watch you get off, while he knows he can’t have you. Wouldn’t that make it much worse for him? Don’t you want him to learn his lesson? Don’t you want him to suffer?”

“I-… fuck, fine,” you gave up in a huff, him haven driven your mind so fuzzy that you couldn’t comprehend saying anything else, “but you are not fucking me,” you said firmly, “not with your tentacles, not with your cock, not even with your finger. You stay out of my pussy, okay?”

Victory seeping across his face in the form of a sly grin, he chuckled, “okay,” agreeing hazily as he dipped back down to catch your lips.

Sneaking a hand down between your close bodies, you felt him tug your sodden panties to the side and rapidly after that heard him impatiently freeing his hard cock, a low sigh leaving his lungs as he felt the intimate contact of his throbbing length rest directly against your weeping folds, leaning his torso far enough back for him to get a good view.

“Oh my god, what did I just say?” you groaned as he, with a grip firm at the base, swiped his leaking tip through your petals, pursing your pretty pussy lips apart for him.

“Don’t worry, honey,” he laughed, holding the soaked cotton to the side, hooked in his thumb, as he rubbed his length all over your cunt, relishing in your juices, “I’m not gonna put it in you. I just wanna feel you, please. It’s been so long.”

“Alright,” you rolled your eyes, “it’s been like a few days, a week max.”

“I don’t care, that’s still too long,” you sucked in a sharp breath as he suddenly tapped his heavy cock against your buzzing clit, making your whole body jolt in need.

“Yeah, I bet if it was up to you, I would just stay like this,” you joked, “never go to school or work again, just let you two play with me for the rest of my days.”

“Is that a proposition?” he smirked, cocking his eyebrows and pinching your plump folds on either side of his girth, letting him fuck it and glide the bulbous head over your swollen clit.

“Urgh,” you sighed, lifting your hands up and hiding your flushed face from him, “just shut up and cum so I can go back to studying.”

“Oh, yeah, you want me to be quiet all of a sudden?” you peeked down through your fingers and glanced at the sloppy mess he was making of you, “I thought you liked listening to me, listening to what you do to me…” he fucked his fist, angling his thrusts so he slid through your slick folds every time, ending each movement with a persistent nudge at your clit, “don’t lie, I know how much it pushes you over the edge.”

Maybe it was your abundant wetness causing his thrusts to go sloppy or perhaps it was just him being greedy and angling further down, accidentally catching your weeping hole on his way through your folds.

“Oh my god,” you whimpered, just the sensation of him rubbing himself over your entrance made your legs quiver, “don’t do that,” you warned as it barely breached one too many times for it to have been accidental.

“Oh, come on,” he flicked against your opening, purposefully getting caught every time, “what if it’s just the tip, huh? Would that be alright? I just wanna feel you squeeze me, even if it’s just the tip.”

Biting down on your lip, his teasing becoming simply too much, you let out a whimper and nodded your head meekly at him.

The thing was, Steve was huge. There wasn’t any other way to put it. He was a powerful creature from beyond this realm and his assents made that painfully obvious. The tip of him didn’t just feel like the tip. The fat head was so big and staggering that it had your whole body just quit on you, the severe stretch being too much for it not to give out. It was always like that. It was so overwhelming that even just a whisper of him felt like he was rearranging your guts. If you didn’t look down, you never truly knew how much of him he had given you till you felt his pelvis rut against your clit and his tip bully your cervix.

Pressing his lips against your own, he muffled your pathetic whimpers as he slowly fucked you with the tip of him, rudely yanking it out just to slap the heavy length against your puffy petals, filling the bedroom with the sloppy music of your need.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he groaned as you melted into the mattress, losing yourself completely to the moment, “missed your little holes so much.”

“Don’t push in any more, promise me you won’t,” you panted, wiggling under his weight.

“I won’t, don’t worry.” he hazily shook his head, capturing your lips once more.

“Promise me,” you turned your cheek to demand.

“I promise, I promise,” his empty answer rushed out as he continued to prod your needy little hole.

Keeping his lips pressed against yours, lapping up your whimpering moans, he crushed you with his body in a way that made the rest of the world just fall away from under you, making your whole universe be just him, the agonising feeling of him bullying your opening, and his warm eyes staring back into your own as you melted into a puddle beneath him.

“Fuck,” you suddenly exclaimed as all the air in your lungs was forced out, “you asshole!” the all too familiar overwhelming sensation of him reaching the end of what you had to offer, making you doubt if you were on the verge of cumming or about to punch him, “I knew you were gonna do that!”

Grinding his pelvis against your own, burying himself so deep that it hurt, he taunted, “if you were really so smart, then why did you let me?” relishing in the feeling of your cunt clambering down around him.

Trying not to give him the satisfaction, you muttered, “god, I hate you,” though your conviction was lost completely as his sudden and powerful thrust made you moan out in enchanted ecstasy.

“Aw, I love you too, honey,” he chuckled, kissing your fuzzy features as he found his greedy rhythm, “doesn’t this feel so much better, though?”

“I can feel you in my fucking throat,” you gasped, a statement true of every time he had filled you up.

Adoring eyes soaking in your every reaction, he growled in response, “exactly.”

His hands then swiftly grabbed yours as they began to claw at his back, hauling them up above your head and locking them in his tight grip.

“This pretty little pussy just needed to be stuffed,” he cooed against your lips, “it’s what she deserves,” his balls, dripping with your juices, slapped against your heat with every needy slam, “deserves to be treated like this,” he empathized with his hips, “deserves to be used,” he shifted his grip on your wrists, gliding up to weave his fingers with yours, “to be loved,” his nose rhythmically bumped against yours as he pushed you over the edge, “to be worshipped,” he fervently captured your lips, silencing the guttural cry that escaped as you trembled violently beneath him, soaking the bedsheets and gushing all over his cock.

Letting your eyes flutter shut, his gruff moans washed over you as your clenching cunt milked him of all of his worth.

“Fuck,” he panted, forehead resting against your own as he insatiably continued to roll into you, sloppily fucking his cum even deeper and forcing it to spill out as your pussy clambered around him, “I love you so much…”

“You are so terrible,” you said light-heartedly as a dazed smile bloomed upon your blissed-out face, your brows swiftly knitting together at his excessive and relentless desire.

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succubusmunson · 1 year

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warnings: oral (f receiving), a little steddie

Just imagine Steve and Eddie eating you out at the same time.

Steve fucking your soaked pussy with his tongue. His fingers would slowly slide in beside it to open you up and get you ready for both of their cocks. He would love to tease you, love to leave only the tip of his tongue in and swirl it around.

And Eddie? He loves to wrap his lips around your clit. He sucks on it hard enough to have your legs shaking and your fingers tangled in his and Steve’s hair. To add more fuel to the fire, he’ll even nibble on it and listen to the way you beg him for more. You’re a slut for pleasurable pain.

Sometimes, they’ll both make out with your clit. Their two tongues swirl around one another while they catch on your clit. Both sets of brown eyes stare up at you as your stomach muscles tighten just before you’re cumming. Their tongues lick you clean. They don’t plan on stopping until you’re at least cumming for a second time.

Steve and Eddie want you messy and weak so you’ll take their cocks like a good slut.

#poly!steddie #steddie x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader

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emsgoodthinkin · 11 months

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Poly!Steddie headcanon

You and Steve go to the hideout to watch your baby, Eddie shred all night

Steves been gripping your thigh under the table for the same reason that’s got your thighs clenching and your nails digging into his hand

Watching Eddie in his sweaty mesh top, air humping, with his guitar

There’s no breaks given for the band, so that’s why you end up on-top of the bathroom sink, Steve plowing into you; telling each other how sexy Ed was on stage 🫠

Reblogs appreciated:>

#poly!steddie #steddie headcanon #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie x reader smut #stranger things #the hideout #corroded coffin #eddie munson x steve harrington #steddie x gn!reader #steddie x fem!reader #steddie x male!reader #joseph quinn #joe keery

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creelteeth · 2 years

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eddie getting a little jealous watching you and steve kiss— to fix that he puts you both on your knees and wedges his cock between your mouths so you can work your kiss swollen lips and tongues over his cock while you kiss and paw at each other. has his hands on the back of both your hands, fucking lazily into the sloppy wet space between both your mouths. sighing in relief at the way you and steve drool all over him. “shit— yeah, keep making out with my cock.. get it all wet for me.” the two of you slobbery against each other, a mess of spit beginning to dribble down his heavy sack. a sticky squelch sounds off every time his balls slap against your chins.

#this thought won’t leave my BRAIN #steddie x reader #poly!steddie #casey writes

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hopelessrromantix · 2 years

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blood sucker | prologue

steve harrington x vampire/demon!m!reader x eddie munson

a/n: im obsessed w them so enjoy

t/w: stalker-ish behavior from reader

Hawkins, Indiana was boring.

Everything about the town seemed lackluster. From the high school, to the shops, to the very residents. On the surface, it looked like nothing more than a rural, middle-of-nowhere, hick town.

But what brought you there, was the pull from the upside down.

The upside down wasn’t new. Far from it. But human access to it was new. And somehow, this nowhere town had managed to figure it out.

You’d watched the residents from a distance, paying close attention to Eleven, an escaped experiment with notable powers.

The monster they’d chosen to call the demogorgon, chasing down and hunting the residents of the town. Only to fall when faced with some middle aged parents, a bunch of kids, and their babysitters.

It was admirable, really.

Of course, one of them had made the idiotic choice of keeping a baby demogorgon, but they figured that out quickly.

No, what truly fascinated you, was when Vecna began to sink his claws into them. Well, at least that was the name they knew him by. You weren’t a big fan of his, though you supposed in some ways you were similar.

You weren’t sure what name the small group of kids would chose for you. Maybe demon? Wendigo? You weren’t even sure there was a term for you.

But one they’d most certainly agree on would be “Monster”. Not that you could blame them either.

Frankly, you didn’t care what a bunch of kid mortals had to say about you. You’d eaten tougher people than them for breakfast. Well… actually… they were fairly tough.

The only person you wanted to hear the opinion of was Steve Harrington.

He was well respected within his school. Though it was originally for being a complete asshole, he’d shifted over the last months. He was more compassionate now, taking on a role he didn’t really want, but had come to love.

You’d watched him fight off monsters for them, step into danger, and (attempt to) beat the shit out of Billy Hargrove for them.

Originally, you thought you’d only care about Steve. You’d shown up to him, appearing as a random classmate at parties, making idle chatter and trying your hand at subtly flirting. Considering the mortal view on same sex relationships, you didn’t think he caught your hints. But you were fine just keeping an eye out for him.

You were sure Steven was the only mortal you’d ever remotely care about.

And then Eddie came along.

#letters to stranger things #steve harrington x male reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x male reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #steve x eddie #steddie #poly!steddie #steve x reader x eddie #steve harrinton x reader x eddie munson #supernatural!reader #vampire!reader #demon!reader #monster!reader

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morwap · 1 year

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❆ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐌𝐀𝐒—𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟏 ❆

—❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆ ❆—

Sub!steve, dom!eddie and reader, blowjob, handjob

Eddie held Steve’s hair in a tight grip, Steve’s mouth over the tip of Eddie's cock. You started to stroke steve’s cock which made him jump a bit, steve couldn’t believe you two brought out the blindfold he had thought you guys had forgotten about, the last time you all used it he really liked it, that's the whole reason you had brought it out before he got home from work.

Steve had been having a rough few days working at family video and his car stopped working when it started to snow which caused eddie to have to take a look at it so you knew you had to do something special for him.

Eddie lifted steve’s mouth off his cock.

“That feel good Harrington? Her touching you like that” Eddie asked teasingly. You smiled at eddie, and before steve could even answer you stopped moving your hand.

“Yes! Yes! Please keep going- please” steve begged. You instantly started stroking him again, eddie moved his mouth back to his cock with a hum.

Your other hand ran along his skin randomly, making him shiver when you touched him, steve moved one of his hands to reach for your thigh, his fingers making shapes on your skin.

@percy-the-hufflepuff @mimsfaerie @whistle1whistle

#morwaps—𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 #poly!steddie x reader #poly!steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson x reader x steve harrington #eddie munson smut #steve harrington smut #stranger things steve #stranger things eddie #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things smut

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dinodinodin0 · 2 years

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STEDDIE X puppyplay!reader

Requests open :)

Warnings: spicy-ish ;), puppy play, pet play, kinda innocent reader?

Pairings: Steve x Eddie x fem!reader

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"stevieeee can you share your fries with me pleasee" you whined, big doll eyes pleading him. They had rewarded you with fast food, taking it back to Ed's trailer.

He looked at you, raising an eyebrow.

"so we reward you with fast food, and you want even more? You're so needy." He mocks, dismissing you.

"eddieeee he won't share his fries with meeee" you frown and point at Steve, who's still paying no mind and eating his food.

"oh is Stevie bein' mean to you puppy? Oh my pooooor babbyyyy" he says, ruffling your hair. You pout with your head in your hands, neither of them taking you seriously.

"you're such a whiney dog. If you want something, you know how to say please." Steve finally says, snapping his fingers pointing at the floor.

You shake your head, furrowing your brows at him.

Eddie agreed, "c'mon pretty girl, you heard the man. Ask nicely"

You reluctantly peeled off the couch you were sitting on, and knelt between Steve's legs.

"c'mon. Beg." Said Steve, laying back into the couch.

You bring your paws to your chest, sitting up on your knees and whining like the dumb dog you were.

Eddie's laughed at how pathetic you looked, finding you so cute.

"good puppy. You gonna give her your fry now Stevie?" Ed asked, poking him.

"nah. Fries are human food arnt they Ed's?"

Eddie nodded, both of them chuckling at you pawing at them and whining, resting your chin on Steve's thigh, giving Eddie puppy eyes.

"....fine. only today." Eddie caved, stealing one of Steve's fries and feeding you.

"hey! " Steve sighed, "how's she gonna learn obedience with you giving her what she wants all the time." <3

#steddie #steddie x reader #poly!steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x steve harrington #puppy!reader #spicy-ish #Spotify

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hawkinsuniversity · 2 years

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𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬

word count: 0.6k

pairing: steve harrington x reader x eddie munson

summary: a smutty headcanon about poly!steddie’s rules, punishments, and rewards for the reader. this is the headcanon that i created to coordinate with the rest of my steddie collection.

warnings: 18+ content, mean!steve, soft!eddie, bratty!reader, established bdsm relationship, established poly relationship, dirty talk swearing, daddy kink, master kink, masterbation, mentions of orgasm, mentions drugs, spanking, degradation, pussy spanking, face slapping, nudity, slight exhibitonism, temperature play, use of various sex toys, edging, humiliation, mentions taped intercourse, isolation, praise, overstimulation, penetrative sex, oral sex, & lastly fingering.

minors please dni (do not interact!), due to 18+ content.

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steve and eddie’s rules

rule number one: being unconditionally loyal and honest is a requirement that all partners must abide by and anything less will not be tolerated.

rule number two: breaking a hard limit is absolutely unacceptable.

rule number three: safe words are mandatory.

rule number four: you will follow direct orders and commands unless you feel uncomfortable, unsafe or threatened.

rule number five: no swearing whatsoever. (no acceptions.)

rule number six: you must always maintain your manners and be polite and gracious.

rule number seven: you are to always address steve as daddy. (and eddie as “master” when given those specific instructions)

rule number eight: no playing with yourself without permission.

rule number nine: you must ask permission to orgasm.

rule number ten: assist daddy and eddie with tasks around the house and help to maintain a clean environment.

rule number eleven: drug use will not be tolerated. (you must also have specific permission to drink and have one of us there to supervise)

rule number twelve: don’t be a fucking brat. (sass, talking back, swearing, being rude or disobedient, etc…)

rule number thirteen: don’t feel embarrassed to share anything with either of us.

rule number fourteen: always communicate your emotions, feelings, and necessities.

rule number fifteen: no negative self talk.

rule number sixteen: you will always count when being spanked and take any punishment graciously without complaint. (unless uncomfortable)

rule number seventeen: say thank you after a punishment or a reward. both are for your benefit and pleasure.

rule number eighteen: never hesitate to use the safe word if you are uncomfortable.

rule number nineteen: always remember how much more important the relationship is over a punishment or fight.

rule number twenty: make an utmost effort to maintain a healthy and loving relationship.

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common punishments that steve implements

punishment number one: receiving an extreme spanking, typically invloving a leather belt or paddle.

punishment number two: receiving a pussy spanking and/or a face slapping.

punishment number three: clothing denial when at home. (in public, skimpy clothing will be worn without a bra or panties on.)

punishment number four: going out in public with a remote controlled vibrator or vibrating panties on.

punishment number five: being plunged into an ice bath directly after a harsh spanking.

punishment number six: forced to wear nipple clamps throughout an extended period of time.

punishment number seven: having to wear an ice cold butt plug for a given amount of time.

punishment number eight: having your mouth washed out with soap after swearing or talking back.

punishment number nine: wearing a ball gag or open mouth gag.

punishment number ten: steve shooting his load all over your face and being forced to walk around in public.

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common punishments that eddie implements

punishment number one: mercilessly edging you for significant period of time and ultimately cum denial.

punishment number two: putting you into timeout for an appropriate period of time after a minor offence.

punishment number three: having to go to bed much earlier than usual and being denied the opportunity to spend the night with either of the boys.

punishment number four: completely disregarding and ignoring you for a significant period of time.

punishment number five: being fully denied speaking privileges.

punishment number six: having your mouth washed out with soap after swearing or talking back.

punishment number seven: being scolded, degraded, or verbally humiliated in public.

punishment number eight: filming you during sex and forcing you to masterbate to the tape afterwards.

punishment number nine: writing lines.

punishment number ten: being isolated in a separate room or area for a long duration of time.

how steve and eddie reward you

reward number one: being heavily praised and attended to after punishments. (obviously aftercare is important no matter what, but eddie and steve really go out of their way to show you how much they love you)

reward number two: overstimulation and the option to choose how, (penetration or oral) and by who. (with lots of extra attention!!)

reward number three: being eaten out, fingered or fucked whenever you choose.

reward number four: spending quality time together after completing a challenging task or chore.

reward number five: an agreed upon free choice if you have been exceptionally well behaved for an extended period of time.

•••

holy fuck, i finished writing this headcanon like five minutes ago and i already wanna start on a part two!! lmk if anyone would be interested in that!!

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jk-unless · 1 year

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Steve’s Broken Libido

Pairing: Poly!Steddie x Reader

Plot :You and Eddie are hot as hell and Steve is suffering the consequences

Sounds a lot more suggestive that it actually is.Lots of sex talk,but no actual smut.Took me forever to finish this because I’m a master procrastinator, but I hope you enjoy! xx

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Steve Harrington isn’t necessarily a horny guy.Sure he used to sleep around a lot in high school,but he’s calmed down tremendously since then.Around you and the dnd playing metalhead,though?Completely different story.

You and Eddie have been going steady for a little over a year now and Steve has recently joined your relationship.Steve truly couldn’t be happier about it even if he tried.He’s be pining after you since his sophomore year (your freshman year) and his feelings for Eddie are a newer edition but just as strong.Surprised couldn’t even begin to truly express how he felt when the two of you told him that you guys felt the same way.He literally stood there mouth agape,unconsciously holding his breath,blinking like an idiot.This made you and Eddie an anxious mixture of confused and worried.Eddie cautiously put a hand out to Steve,placing it on his bicep and squeezing lightly.

“Steve?You alright-“ Without warning,he launched himself at the two of you in a bone crushing hug.It knocked the wind out of you but it made you smile so big your cheeks hurt nonetheless.That was around two months ago and everything has been going pretty smoothly.Except for the fact that everything about you two makes Steve’s pants a little too tight in the front.

It doesn’t take much at all.A little moan slips through your lips when you stretch after hunching over your desk full of homework all night.Eddie manspreads on the couch,trying to get comfortable after a long day of work.Not to mention the two of you are also constantly touching him,kissing him,and wanting his attention.It drives him insane and every touch from you two lights his skin on fire.

It could be blamed on the fact that he hasn’t sleep with literally anyone since being with Nancy.He’s tried a few times with different people since then,but it never really felt right to go past making out.He’s resulted to handling his problem by himself,but it’s hardly satisfying when the two of you are right there.

The whole situation makes Steve feel kinda sleezy.Yes,it’s completely normal to be sexually attracted to your significant other(s).That being said,your relationship is still so new.The two of you told him you loved him for the first time just a week ago!

Steve’s decided that the solution to this problem is to avoid prolonged physical contact with the both of you.Quick hugs and kisses were fine but cuddling and/or making out?Absolutely off limits.He knew this wasn’t the best way to go about things,but it was the only thing he could think of to do.

The plan was put into action the morning after he thought of it.This was immediately made more difficult by the fact that you and Eddie slept over last night and were now cuddled up nice and snug on top of his chest,shallow breathing and content faces indicating the two of you were still deep in slumber.

Steve felt like dropping the original plan right then and there.All he wanted to do was to hold the two of you tightly in his arms and kiss the both of you awake like he usually does.He instead began to very carefully move the two of you off of him so that he could head to the bathroom to get ready for work.He had successfully got out of bed,was even able to go brush teeth,wash his face,and run a hand through his hair a couple times in the bathroom mirror.He quietly returned to his room,quickly getting dressed while making as little noise as possible.He grabbed his shoes and was heading for the door when he heard his boyfriend’s incredibly hot groggy morning voice.

“Babe?” Eddie mutters while trying to wipe the sleep out of his bleary eyes.’Oh God he’s so fucking pretty’ Steve thinks.The sleepy boy’s hair is fanned across his shoulders,his bun coming out at some point during the night.Eyes and lips puffy from a long slumber.His chest is completely bare,always opting for sleeping with no shirt rather than with one.

After wiping the sleep from his eyes,Eddie realizes his flustered boyfriend has being staring at him.He smirks “Whatcha staring at,pretty boy?”Steve quickly averts his eyes when he’s questioned about it.”Nothin’.Go back to sleep babe,I’m just heading to work.”Before Eddie could say another word,Steve runs out of his room.Skipping a few steps as he ran downstairs to get to the front door quicker.Steve briefly thinks about how he’s being absolutely ridiculous.Despite this,he gets in his car and starts his route to work ten minutes early to avoid his significant others anyway.

There hasn’t been many times where Eddie was more confused than he was right at that moment.His boyfriend just quite literally booked it out of his own room,no goodbye kisses for either him or their girlfriend.You eventually realize the lack of a body in the bed.Opening your eyes, you incoherently asked Eddie where Steve was.“Off to work?” He says like he’s unsure of himself.You give him a confused look and turn to glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table.

“Ten minutes earlier than usual?With no good morning kisses?” The entire thing was a little off to you.Steve always left for work at the same time each morning,not too late and definitely not too early.Not to mention he always made sure to give you and Eddie a good morning kiss when the two of you would sleep over.

“Yeah I found it weird,too.Maybe he knows they’ll be busy today?” Eddie offers despite being as confused as you were.You huff and sink back into the covers with your eyes closed.

“I suppose.But busy day be damned,we’re going over there later and getting our morning kisses.”

“No argument here,babe.”

The two of you sleep in for another hour or so,Steve being the only one who had work that day,then eventually decided to get up,dressed,and head to Steve’s place of employment.Unbeknownst to you two,Steve was venting to Robin about how the two of you were driving him crazy.Robin stayed quiet and let him ramble on about his horniness while she stocked the shelves.Once he was finally finished,Robin simply turned to him with a deadpan expression.

“You are an absolute idiot.”

Steve sighs and rolls his eyes. “Helpful as always.God,I don’t know why I still bother telling you my problems.” He tried to walk away,but the genuine sadness in his voice made Robin feel guilty.She grabbed his arm and turned him around to face her.

“I just…don’t understand what the problem is,Steve.Like have they told you they don’t want to have sex?”

“No it’s just-our relationship is still so new,I’d hate for them to think I was trying to rush them,or that I started to date them just to get in their pants!”

Robin couldn’t help but scoff in shock. “Steve!Eddie and Y/N would be the real idiots here if they actually thought that!And besides,Y/N is one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met and,even as a lesbian,I can admit that Eddie is pretty easy on the eyes.It’s only natural that you want to jump their bones.”

Steve takes in what his best friend is telling him then gives her an odd look.”Robin,is there something you want to tell me?”

She simply rolls her eyes and walks over to her unfinished work. “Shut up,Steven.”

As Steve smirks and walks off to find something to do,he looks towards the window to see his two significant others making their way to the shop.He curses under his breath,quickly tells Robin to cover for him,then dips into the back.

“This won’t help anything!”

“It will for now!”

Robin lets out yet another exasperated sigh and puts on a smile for the two of you.

“Hi guys!”

“Hey Robbie!We’re here for our boy.Where is he?” You greeted your best friend then began to look around for the other love of your life.

“Oh he’s um-handling some stuff in the back.Suuuper busy,unfortunately.” Robin stutters,obviously very uncomfortable.You’ve known Robin for pretty long time,so you can always immediately tell when she’s lying.Before you can question her further,though,Eddie beats you to it.

“Buckley,between just the three of us,does he seem a little off to you today?He was acting pretty weird earlier.”

“Uuuh not any weirder than he usually is.I mean,it’s Steve guys.” She laughs nervously.You and Eddie simply share a look,coming to the conclusion that Robin was hiding something and wasn’t gonna be of any help.

“Well thanks anyway,Robin.See ya later.” The two of you walk out of the store defeated and Robin couldn’t possibly feel worse.She calls for Steve to come out.Steve does so,but very carefully.

“How’d it go?”

“First off:please don’t ever make me do that again.Second:you’re making them worried,you bozo!You need to them the truth!”

Steve buries his face in his hands with a groan. “Robin I just explained to you why doing exactly that is so difficult!”

“Listen to me,dingus!It was pretty damn obvious that they know something’s up.The way you’re filling your head up with these crazy assumptions is probably exactly what they’re doing right now too!You need to clear things up before it becomes a real problem.”

Steve pondered on Robin’s words for the rest of their shift and came to the conclusion that she was right.He would hate to make the two of you think that you guys were the problem when the real problem was his hyperactive libido.Later that night after getting off work,and hanging out at Robin’s place for a while to further avoid his problems,he decided to tell the two of you what’s been going on his head.He takes a deep breath,runs a hand through his hair,then finally hop out of the car and head’s to his front door.When he enters,he finds the two of you cuddled up on the couch under a thick blanket.No tv show on or music playing,just laying there talking in hushed voices and enjoying each other’s presence.

Steve’s heart swells at the sight before him.He closes the door quietly as to not startle the two of you and ruin the moment.The two of you jump the tiniest bit anyway,easily startled after certain…events.You both lit up after realizing it was him,and suddenly having both of your attention made him nervous again.He shed his jacket then walked over to the couch,giving his significant others the kisses they had been waiting literally all day for.It was hard to focus on the serious conversation ahead of him as he settled comfortably in the middle of the two of you like he always did.You two cuddled up nice and close to him,pecking his neck and shoulders softly,having missed your favorite guy while he was away all day. The kissing and close proximity had a familiar feeling stirring up in his stomach.

Steve cursed himself and shot up at the realization of what was happening.All his partners were trying to do was have a tender moment with him and he was ruining it with his insatiability.The sudden movement startled you and Eddie to say the least,causing the two of you to share a look then bring your attention back to your obviously distressed lover.You were the first to speak up.

“Stevie…what’s been going on today,huh?You’ve been acting pretty weird.”

“Yeah,babe,you’ve been off since this morning and you’re starting to freak us out a little.Is it something we did?If so,please tell us so we can fix it.”

The sincerity in both of your voices made Steve feel like shit.This was also the moment that he truly realized he blew things way out of proportion.He was literally just horny,and for all he knew: the two of you could be more than happy to help take care of his problem.

He took a deep breath in,slowly exhaling as he sat back in his original spot.He then proceed to spill his guts about what’s been eating him.You and Eddie didn’t utter a single word the entire time,just gave him your completely undivided attention.Once Steve was finished explaining,you and Eddie simple shared a knowing look.

“Stevie, I’d really be concerned if you didn’t want to has sex with me and Y/N.I mean look at us,we’re fucking gorgeous!” Eddie exclaimed with a goofy smile and a grand sweep of his lanky arms making you chuckle.

“If it makes you feel any better,sweet boy,we feel the exact same way!We’re trying to take things nice and slow with you,but you make it real hard sometimes…no pun intended.” You say with your own little grin.

“So…” Steve reaches for one of your hands and one of Eddie’s,both of you quickly meeting him halfway “it doesn’t make you uncomfortable that I feel that…this way?” you glances at you both nervously.

“Steve we will literally fuck you on this couch right now.” Eddie says with a deadpan expression making Steve choke on his own spit.

“Eddie!” You yelled,reaching over to smack the older boy’s arm.

“It’s true though!”

“Well of course it is,but you can’t just say that!”

A/N: Ending this fic abruptly for both comedic reasons and they fact that I can’t think of any other way to

#st4 #steddie #poly!steddie #poly!steddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things

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moonstruckme · 1 month

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Hey bestie! I hope your day is going great! If you're open to it could I get some comfort from Steddie? I hate storms, always have and I unfortunately live in the Midwest. We are under tornado watch right now and could use something else to focus on. I wanna live vicariously through my beautiful Indiana boyfriends 😩. If you're too busy I totally understand. Thank you!!!

~😈

Hope your day is going even better ml!

cw: reader get anxious during storms

Steddie x fem!reader ♡ 717 words

You flinch when a piece of hail hits the window, and Steve tucks you closer against his side.

Eddie shakes his head. He jiggles his keys as he stands from the couch. “I’ve gotta go get the van.”

“No, no way,” Steve says, not for the first time tonight. “We’re all staying here.”

“The closest tornado’s way off.” Eddie waves a hand, getting his boots from by the stairs and pulling them on. “I’m just gonna bring her here to take cover in your fancy garage so she doesn’t get fucked by the hail all night.”

“So what, you think you’re gonna walk home and drive back?” Steve is incredulous. “Tornadoes can form anywhere, dipshit. On the road’s the worst place to be.”

You tense as the winds pick up outside, and he tightens his grip on you as if he can contain your panic. You’re all holed up in Steve’s basement, the constant drone of the weather channel covering up the whine of tornado sirens outside. It’s probably overkill to have gotten out of bed to come down here this early—because Eddie’s right, the tornadoes are nowhere near you yet, you’ve only got the storm that the weatherman on channel 4 says comes before them—but there was no way you were going back to sleep after the sirens started anyway. Steve knows you feel safer down here, where the only windows are small and nearly at the ceiling, restricting your view of the outside to rain-pelted grass and occasional flashes of lighting. You get a bit freaked about this stuff.

“Don’t go,” you say to Eddie, pleading.

Eddie hesitates by the stairs, and Steve looks right at him as he says firmly, “He’s not.”

The other boy heaves a great, dramatic sigh, kicking his boots off and tromping over to flop back down beside you. You’ve got your legs curled up underneath you, and Eddie lays his head on your thigh, looking up at you with his eyes extra big.

“You’ll help me take care of the dents tomorrow, won’t you, hot stuff?”

“Mhm.” You nod readily. Steve thinks you��d agree to anything right now if it’d keep him from going outside.

He watches Eddie realize this, the other boy’s expression sobering slightly before he doubles down on the teasing. His eyes flick up to Steve.

“Or I guess you could always pay to get any damage fixed, huh?”

Steve scoffs, using his free hand to brush a curl away from Eddie’s eye. “Yeah, right.”

“What? Is my old gal not in the budget?”

“Your gal’s sitting right here.”

Eddie’s gaze moves back to you, and Steve thinks he sees you going a bit shy as Eddie makes a show of taking you in. Good. You could use a distraction.

“Nah,” he says after a minute, quiet in an intentional way that makes Steve grin and you squirm. “That there’s my girl. Don’t insult her like that, Harrington, I’m talking about my old gal.”

You turn to hide your smile in Steve’s shoulder, and he and Eddie share a look. It’s knowing, contented, grateful on one end and shit-eating on the other, and because you can always tell when they’re conspiring without you you mumble a not-unhappy, “I’m too tired for flirting,” into Steve’s skin.

“Liar,” Steve accuses fondly. You’re basically flirting with him right now, the way you’ve got your arm snaked around his middle, anxious fingers fiddling with the hem of his pajama bottoms. “Why don’t we just spend the night down here?”

“Ooh.” Eddie turns onto his side, getting comfier on your thigh. “I like it. Whaddya think, baby? We can put on a movie, and that way you can stay here and keep feeling Harrington up.”

You sigh. “That’s not what’s happening.”

“Sure.” Steve drops a kiss on your head, and when you try to let go of him he holds you close.

Eddie gives your thigh a conciliatory pat. “We’ve all been there.”

“If we watch a movie,” you say, and Eddie grins at your obvious attempt to change the subject, “can it please be something not scary?”

“Sure, honey.” Steve rubs your arm, shooting Eddie an apologetic look when the other boy pouts. “Your pick.”

When the next strike of lightning flashes in the window, you don’t seem to notice.

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angel! steve whispering the dirtiest shit in your ear he like basically has you in a trance as he has his cock stretching your ass (like warming him) and his tentacles fucking the rest of your holes soooo torturously slowly 😫☹️🤤😵‍💫

just all back arching against his chest and nodding along dumbly with your head leaned back on steve’s shoulder as eddie jerks himself off watching my his wildest dreams come true

A/N: …i fucking DROOLED when i first read this. fuck it, i did it as well the second time around. you’re a genius, I honestly wanna marry you after this. anyways thank you for making me obscenely horny and essentially cum on the spot. also low-key thought at first you were calling me an angel and blushed a little bit, but nah…

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“No, no, no,” more translucent tendrils suddenly appeared, stopping your dazed attempt as you shakily tried to close your legs, the torturously slow pace the angel forced you to endure being too intense for your limbs not to go haywire, “keep them spread, baby.”

Whimpering, eyes barely open, you heard Steve continue to purr in your ear as you blinked down to observe the sloppy mess between your trembling thighs, “I know, I know,” you could just barely make out the fat base of the angel’s cock nestled deep within your ass, staying motionless, safe and warm, deep within you, as one of this thick transparent tentacles stuffed your greedy pussy, slowly rocking inside of you, transporting you to a dream-like state, completely spellbound by the ecstasy inducing sensation, “it’s just too much, too good, but you can take it, I know you can, sweetheart.”

“Be a good girl and keep them open,” the angel’s thumb and forefinger curved around to lift up your chin, gently whipping the drool as he did so, “don’t hide from him,” your brows knit together as you beheld Eddie silkily fucking his tight fist, “let him see your holes get ruined, see your pretty pussy cry for him,” the underlying soundtrack of your collective pants, blissful moans and your eager juices squelching at every slow movement, sent a thunderous shiver down your spine, “look him in the eye while I fuck you. Look at what you do to him.”

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