The rest of the day was uneventful. Only a few customers came by and returned a few tapes while some others rented some tapes. It was a slow day. The hours felt like they were dragging on for years, and Steve was itching to finish his shift because he was going to see Eddie again.
Robin kept teasing him throughout the day. Calling him all sorts of names and making him flush at the most awkward moments. Like when a group of girls stood at the counter flirting with him - for once he wasn't doing the flirting- and she kept mentioning something about cold rings around his neck. The girls were confused while Steve was absolutely mortified and red as a tomato.
He made the biggest mistake when he told her about his stupid thoughts about Eddie's hands around his neck. She shut him up immediately, before reconsidering and telling him to continue because she needed something to use against him. Usually he would shut up, but he had to speak to someone. He had to let out his thoughts about Eddie's hands, and Eddie's rings and his fingers. While he definitely kept the details to a minimal it was enough to clue Robin in on what he wanted Eddie to do with those alluring hands.
Once the girls left he turned to Robin again, "Rob... Do you know what the colors of that hanky code thing means?"
She narrowed her eyes at him. "I know what some of it means. Why?"
"Eddie told me what it is and a few color definitions but he didn't tell me which pocket means what or what his colour means." He shrugged, feigning indifference.
Robin sighed. "I don't know what black means and even if I did I wouldn't tell you. That would be Eddie's job... But what I can tell you is which pocket means what. Right is bottom, left is top."
"So like in gay sex... He would... He would-"
"He would be the one doing the fucking. Yes." She cut him off. "Also you don't have to say gay sex it's already implied because you're both men."
Steve nodded, his cheeks inflamed. He quickly made his way to the back room, going through random tapes and checking how many copies they had. He shook his head to get rid of the influx of questions about Eddie that kept swirling through his head. He had to stop before he got turned on.
He stopped what he was doing when he heard a familiar voice from inside the store. He cleared his throat and straightened out his stupid vest and made sure his hair was good before walking out.
"The party has arrived!" He hollered, feigning confidence even though his insides felt like jelly.
Eddie's face lit up at the sight of him, making the butterflies in Steve's stomach take flight. His smile was wide and bright, "well hello there pretty boy."
"Hi" he said, face burning even more than it was a few moments ago. He suddenly felt all shy and nervous. He felt like a fucking teenager, swooning in front of their crush. "So what brings you here?"
"I come bearing gifts. A certain bard told me that my favourite pretty boy hasn't had the chance to go out to lunch today. So I brought lunch to you." He spoke, placing two Roy Rogers take out bags on the table followed by a holder with three milkshakes in it. "Worry not, Buckley, I've got some for you too. Couldn't let the pretty lady starve while my pretty boy feasts."
Robin laughed, motioning for him to join them behind the counter. "Thank you for this gracious gift Eddie. Although this is closer to supper than it is to lunch."
Eddie shrugged, "I would have loved to come by earlier, but I had some important business to attend to- and no it wasn't DD campaigns."
Steve finally snapped out of whatever trance he had been in and moved forward instantly. He stopped in front of Eddie and reached for his hand. "Thank you for bringing us lunch."
"You're always welcome pretty boy. Although I must admit that there was a few selfish motives behind my decision." He smirked, moving closer to Steve.
"And what would those motives be?" He smirked.
Eddie shrugged, "I get to see the boy that I've been missing all day."
Before Steve could reply Robin made a gagging sound. "You're both gross. Kiss and make up while I go put up the closing sign. No funny business though."
They offered her a soft thanks before turning back to each other. Eddie didn't waste a second. He immediately reached up, his ringed fingers cupping Steve's cheeks. Leading the other man forward to close the gap between them. Steve felt the air get punched out of his lungs as soon as their lips met.
Eddie kissed him softly, pulling Steve even closer. Steve reciprocated, opening his mouth slightly. They kissed slowly and tenderly, making Steve feel like he would melt underneath Eddie's touch. Steve licked Eddie's bottom lip, eliciting a soft grunt from him. Eddie began to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue enter Steve's mouth. Their breath became one as their bodies pressed together. Steve had never felt that whole during a romantic encounter.
He grabbed Eddie's hips, latching his fingers into the belt loops, splaying his fingers across the denim. Eddie's cologne mixed with the taste of cigarettes on his tongue was dizzying, yet alluring. At that moment, Steve wanted to stay with Eddie forever- he only wanted to feel him kissing him like he needed to and hear their heavy breaths pervade each other's personal spaces. Kissing Eddie was making him feel drunk. His body was filled with excitement, and he felt like he could explode.
Steve moved back, separating their lips. He looked at Eddie with wide eyes. Smiles were wide on both of their lips, and even Eddie had a bright blush to his cheeks.
"That was nice," Eddie whispered, looking at Steve intently.
"Yeah," Steve responded weakly. Still feeling dazed. "Yeah, it was."
Robin came back and scowled at them. "Okay knock it off. Don't want your gay shit rubbing off on me."
Steve stuck his tongue out, taunting her before turning back to Eddie. "She wasn't saying all that when she was around Vickie. In fact she wanted Vickie's gay shit to rub off on her."
"She's just jealous. Don't pay attention to her, baby." Eddie said, shooting Steve a wink.
Robin muttered out a soft "ew" as she dug through the take out bags.
"I wasn't sure what you two would prefer so I just got standard cheese burgers and fries. Hope you don't mind."
"Nah, they're perfect. I love cheese burgers." Robin spoke, already biting into one of the burgers.
Eddie grabbed the other two, handing one to Steve before sitting down on the chair behind the counter. He patted his thigh, smirking at Steve.
Steve sat down gingerly, trying his best to stay calm as he settled on one of Eddie's thighs. "Thank you."
Robin hopped onto the counter. "Are you two going to be this gross all the time now?"
"Yeah" Eddie offered. "Might start sticking my tongue down Stevie's throat everytime I see him."
Steve hit his chest lightly, "no sticking tongues down throats during office hours."
He let out an exaggerated huff. "Fine, I'll keep my tongue to myself."
"Thank God." Robin teased.
"Oh hey, before I forget. There was another reason I came by." Eddie spoke up again after some time.
Steve frowned. "What is it?"
"I, Eddie Munson, have officially joined the land of forced conformity. I got a job." He spoke in a dry tone like it was the worst news ever.
Steve did his absolute best to bite back a squeal, "That's great. Where?"
"There's this old timey record store just outside of Hawkins. It opened up a few months ago. One of their staff members skipped town so they needed someone on short notice. It's a cool place, has my kind of vibe to it so I won't stick out like a sore thumb." he explained.
Robin's face lit up, "you got a job at Kandi Records?"
Eddie nodded. She smirked, "they're cool. Heard they've got quite the scene for people like us."
"That's the benefit of working outside of Hawkins, I don't have to hide who I am... And it means my boyfriend will get to visit me on his days off without worrying about anyone judging him."
Steve smiled, "you'd want to me to visit you at your job?" He hated how insecure he sounded.
Eddie shrugged, "of course. If I had it my way we would be working together."
"That is an absolutely horrible idea." Robin pipped up. "You would get nothing done. You'd both be too distracted by each other and you'd probably spend most of your time making out."
Steve laughed at that, "I hate that you're right." He pressed a kiss to Eddie's forehead, "but I am excited to come visit you."
"I look forward to seeing you there pretty boy. You too Buckley."
Robin nodded. "Of course. Can't miss the opportunity to meet the babes outside of Hawkins."
Steve raised an eyebrow at her. "What about Vickie?"
"We're not dating. Not yet." She sighed, "plus I'm sure she won't want to date me after I make a complete fool of myself over the weekend."
Steve reached forward and slapped her knee, "don't jinx it. You'll do great. If I could get my head out of my ass and face my feelings for Eddie, you can do the same with Vickie."
Eddie smirked, "Since you got your head out of your ass Stevie, I could always put something else up your-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence, Munson." Robin cut him off.
Eddie threw his head back and let out a loud laugh, while Steve sputtered and tried to hide his face.
After work Steve dropped Robin off and rushed back to Eddie's place. He got there just after Wayne left and locked the door before he headed straight to Eddie's room.
Eddie was messing around with his guitar, turning the tuners while strumming the strings. He looked up when heard someone come into his room. A wide smile instantly pulled at his lips.
"Hey darling, make yourself comfortable. I've just been tuning my baby for a bit." He spoke.
Steve nodded and made his way to bed. He laid down beside Eddie and messed with a few things on bedside table. "Eds... Can we talk about what happened last night?"
"Of course we can. What's on your mind?" He got up and hung his guitar in its usual place before lying down beside Steve.
"I'm sorry I freaked out like that when you mentioned uh... That."
"There is absolutely no reason to apologize darling." He pressed a kiss to Steve's forehead, "like I said we can take our time and work our way through it."
He gave him a nervous, almost forced smile. "You're really nice y'know. You're nothing like what I thought you be like. When Dustin first called me about hanging out with you I downright refused, because I still had that image of you being a freak in my head. I'm sorry for judging you without getting to know you."
Eddie waved him off. "I don't blame you for thinking that. I kinda screwed myself over with the way I acted sometimes. I figured that if I played into the role of the names they called me then it wouldn't affect me anymore, and it worked. Eventually the term didn't hurt. I wore it with pride. Because I am a freak... Just not in the ways you think."
Steve raised a brow. "Enlighten me."
"Have you ever been tied up Stevie - and I'm not talking about that shit the Russians did to you - I mean sexually."
"No... Have you?"
He shook his head. "No it's more - it's usually me doing the tying. Those handcuffs aren't just for decoration."
Steve gulped, his hands going to play with the hem of his sweatshirt. "Nobody has ever tied me up."
"Well I don't use the cuffs on the first time, unless the person I'm with is okay with it."
Steve couldn't stop his hands from tightly gripping the sheets. He couldn't prevent his nose from scrunching up, or his posture from going straight. He clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth. Steve knew that he looked absolutely fucking terrifying right now, but he was unable to stop himself. The idea of Eddie with someone else was too much.
"You - you aren't - sleeping with anyone-" he spoke through gritted teeth.
Eddie let out a loud laugh. Head thrown back and eyes tightly shut.
When he calmed down he leaned in towards Steve with his eyes narrowed. "You jealous baby?"
"No!" He lied.
"Well you don't need to worry your pretty little head about that. I'm a one man kind of gentleman and you my darling, Stevie... You are more than enough man for me." He spoke, pressing wet kisses to the corner of Steve's mouth.
The chaste peck wasn't enough to settle his hunger for Eddie's lips. It was not enough by a fucking mile. It was short and it was careful like it was something that needed to be thought out, but Steve didn't want soft or gentle. He wanted Eddie to devour him. So he swept in and took it all with waiting sucks. He licked at Eddie's lips shamelessly and sent them crashing together. Eddie's lips were wet and soft, and his mouth was fucking slick and silky and Steve decided right then and there that Eddie's mouth was his favourite taste in the world.
The moans that came out of him got lost in Eddie's mouth. Before he could even process anything Eddie was on top of him, being held up with his elbows that were on either side of Steve's shoulders. And then he began rutting against him and Steve let out a whimper that would have embrassed him if he wasn't in this position.
He couldn't hold back so he moved in sync with Eddie. He couldn't think straight while Eddie's tongue was inside his mouth and he wondered if this is what getting fucked would feel like, having something pushed inside of him and filling him up only to get pulled out again before being shoved right back in. It was give and take and give and take and it nearly made him lose his mind.
That was the only way he could understand what was happening to him, because it wasn't just a kiss, it was a fucking invasion. He had never been fucked before, he hadn't even had someone touch his pussy before. The only invasion he had experienced was his fingers once but it never felt anything like what Eddie was doing to him.
Eddie let out a sinful moan that made Steve's head spin and ripped another whimper out of him. He bucked up to Eddie, arching his back slightly and then Eddie's hands were on his hips and he was practically dry humping Steve.
He pulled away abruptly and let out a heavy breath, leaning his forehead against Steve's.
"You have no idea how fucking amazing you are. I'm starting to see why the ladies couldn't get enough of you." He whispered, slightly out of breath.
Steve's chest was rising and falling heavily. "That was the best kiss I've ever had, and I'm not just saying that to flatter you."
"Well darling, you're in luck. Flattery works with me." He spoke, leaning back in and pressing a deep kiss to Steve's lips again. "I think I'm just gonna kiss you for a bit now baby. Is that okay with you?"
"Eddie if you don't kiss me right now I might actually die." He whined.
Eddie cupped his cheek, "we can't have that, now can we?" He leaned in again, "If it continues like this I might never let you go."
Steve wrapped his arms around Eddie's shoulders, pulling him down so that he was pressed against his body completely. "Don't. Don't ever let me go."
"I won't."
How are we feeling??
I'm so sorry about the long wait, writers block was an absolutely asshole and I may have gotten a bit distracted by another Steddie fic I'm working on.
Anywhooo, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.
I'll try to get the next chapter up soon.
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Just an additional note: We're very close to Eddie finding out that Steve is trans. Let me know how you think it'll go down.