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While Steve has been worshiping every inch of his pussy, he made sure that Eddie’s tiny mosquito-bite tits were ignored. Let his dusky nipples stand at attention, puffy and leaking heat milk profusely without any relief.
“I know, Omega. Need you, too. Just a little longer,” Steve replies. He gives Eddie’s cock one last lick, keeping contact between his tongue and the trail of soft hairs between Eddie’s pussy and stomach as he shifts further up in their nest. The movement provides a hint of friction where the blanket drags against his nipples and slick-covered cock and Steve knows he won’t be able to maintain this composure for much longer.
His eyes stay locked on Eddie’s and he can see the exact moment that his mate deciphers his telegraphed movements—Eddie keens deep in his throat as a fresh rush of wetness pours out and dampens the chest hair between Steve’s own tits where his sternum is pressed against Eddie’s cunt.
He finally drops his gaze and allows himself to take in the sight before him, the driving reason for propping Eddie up at this angle with hands fisted in the blankets: fresh, creamy milk pooled in the hollow of Eddie’s belly button.
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16 Dec 2023
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She made her way to the counter and finally made eye contact with the lone bartender for the first time tonight.
He looked irritated with her presence automatically.
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- Part 1 of Bubblegum Series
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23 Oct 2023
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“Steve opens his eyes to the sun streaming in, and just like that, the dream is gone. Torn away by the light permeating behind his eyelids, even as he groans and tries to go back to sleep, to chase the world where he and Eddie…
Steve pops up, sitting ramrod straight.
Where they had been…what? Best friends? Steve doesn’t think sending a year’s worth of locker notes and calling your friend “pretty” looks so strictly platonic, which only serves to make this new dream even weirder.
Eddie is…is his dead friend who was barely even a friend. His fists clench in his bedspread, and he fights against the lump that lodges in his throat as he tries to convince himself of that fact.
But their closeness, the way they had been with each other…it felt so real. It lingers, in a way that leaves Steve short of breath as it collides with reality, this world where Eddie is gone and was never his.
He lays back down, arm extending over the empty space in his bed. His fingers trace the absence of a body that was never there, and it wrenches a tight gasp from his lungs as he senses the phantom feeling of another hand in his.”
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18 Oct 2023
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Eddie skims the backs of her fingers lightly down Stevie’s arm, delighting in the rolling wave of goosebumps and the barely audible hitch of breath. Stevie is still holding the joint. It’s smoldering in her hand, and the whole world seems to hold its breath.
Eddie makes the leap.
“Could I?” She asks, barely a whisper.
“Could you what?”
“Take care of you,” Eddie says, ducking down to press a slow kiss to Stevie’s shoulder, pausing to murmur against her skin. “Make you feel good.”
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13 Oct 2023
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My Grave is Mine to Dig by trashpocket for GibbousLunation
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
12 Nov 2022
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The way Steve Harrington burrowed into his heart wasn’t ordinary nor simple. Nothing about the man—at least, beyond the surface—had ever been. He lived his life as if he was in constant danger, just ramped up to a frighteningly high degree. Maybe head trauma did that to you. Maybe whatever life Steve had with his family did that to you. If those scars and the lack of parents in the picture weren’t a sign, he didn’t know what else was.
Eddie still had to wonder about the things that haunted Steve every waking moment.
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Eddie Munson has heard all about that weird murder town, Hawkins, and its freak accidents. He's never really thought about it, though. It never came to mind.
Not until Steve Harrington moved into the abandoned house across the street, scarred and wary, like he was hiding. Running away. Like he'd been fighting monsters his whole life.
As if those monsters were even real.
(Which, they were, but Eddie didn't know that.)
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Or: Eddie Munson has a new neighbor. Steve Harrington is a retired monster hunter, just needing a break from his past. An AU where monsters from fairy tales and folk lore come to life.
Bookmarked by aliencamper
04 Oct 2023