86 Baby

by xPersonalLies

'86 was going to be his year, Eddie was damned sure of it. Except… King Steve seemed intent on becoming a part of his life. Eddie soon found he wasn't as opposed to the idea as he originally thought.

34. Weekend Away

A/N: NSFW warning because these two are finally alone and things get heavy between them! Literally, this entire chapter is just self-indulgence.

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The weekend finally arrived. The one Eddie had been looking forward to for weeks. Two whole days of uninterrupted time with Steve.

But first, he had to get through school and with May starting next week, everyone had gone into an exam frenzy. Eddie had never had so much homework and revision to do. It sucked. Not his problem for the next two days though, graduation be damned.

Especially after he got his weekly note from Steve.

'Can't wait to see what you have planned. Whatever it is, spending a weekend just us two is more than enough.

I love you,

Steve.'

Eddie smiled and folded up the note quickly before Gareth could get a look at it. "I've told you, no."

Gareth rolled his eyes, shutting his locker with a huff. "Like I want to read your girlfriend's sappy love notes. Speaking of, why haven't we met her yet?"

"She's shy."

"Uh-huh. Dude, tell me you're not leaving yourself notes to keep up a joke. That's just sad."

"I'm not!"

Gareth still looked unconvinced, shaking his head as they walked down the corridor. "I'm starting to think she's not real."

"Do I need more hickeys or something?"

"God no." He paused in the doorway to the classroom, waiting until they were alone to say softly, "you know you can tell me anything, right? I mean, I might judge you for your taste in girls or whatever but I won't hate you."

"What?" Eddie frowned at his back as they walked to their seats. Gareth had been dropping hints like that for a while now and Eddie was starting to think he knew. Well, it wouldn't be that surprising since the others figured it out too. Granted, Michael had walked in on them kissing but Jeff had puzzled it together.

Any thoughts about interrogating Gareth were driven from his mind when he got his mock test results back. He'd passed. Barely, but a pass was a pass. Maybe he would graduate after all.

It was only when Eddie got home he remembered what Gareth had said. He made a mental note to ask him about it on Monday because right then, most of thoughts were being dictated by the coming weekend.

He'd just finished packing when there was a knock at the door. Dropping his bag on the side, he opened it to find it was Steve and smiled, instantly feeling excited. "Hey."

"Hey." Steve looked unimpressed. "Keith actually put the for-hire sign back out as I was leaving. He even said goodbye. I'm serious!"

Eddie started laughing, stepping aside to let him in.

"He genuinely thinks you're going to murder me. I swear he'll think I'm a ghost when I next turn up for work. Because what else would I do but haunt Family Video?"

"Haunt Robin's ass?"

"True. She'd complain about having to do all the work though."

"Doesn't she already do that?" Eddie grinned as Steve wrapped an arm around his waist to pull him closer so their chests were touching. "What did she say about this weekend?"

"Hates me for leaving her. Said 'good luck trying to bone Eddie.'"

"Oh, is that what we're doing?"

Steve leaned in closer to kiss him and hummed. "Depends. What are we doing?"

"Wait and see." Eddie turned to grab his bag, trying not the think about the possibility of having sex with Steve. He wasn't particularly planning for it but... well, he wouldn't say no. "Did you grab the food?"

"Yep, we're good to go. Why do I have to drive again?"

"Because having my van parked up will probably get the cops called on us. I can drive your car if you want?"

Steve snorted. "Not a chance. I've seen how you drive your van."

"Yeah and it's a piece of shit. I'd be gentle with your baby, promise."

"No."

"Then don't complain." Eddie kissed him on the way to the door and held it open. "My liege?"

"Thank you," Steve laughed, taking Eddie's offered hand as he stepped out of the trailer and down the steps. "Wow, you really know how to make me feel like a princess."

"Just doing my job sweetheart. Now, let's get going!" He swatted Steve's ass on the way to the car, laughing when he hissed something insulting back.

"I'm glad we're doing this," Steve told him softly as they left Hawkins behind. "I know we've not had much time together recently. I've missed you."

Eddie reached over to take his hand and kissed the back of it. "I'm all yours for the next two days. No interruptions."

"Good. Because I've got a lot of pent-up energy concerning you."

Laughing, Eddie turned on the player and groaned as The Clash filled the car. "Seriously, Steve?"

"It's rock!"

"It's punk."

"Whatever, you're a snob. You'll be happy to know they've disbanded then?"

"Good."

Steve snorted and began singing along. "It's always tease, tease, tease. You're happy when I'm on my knees."

Eddie rolled in eyes in response, not taking the bait. "Maybe you should go then."

"Harsh." He smiled when Eddie kissed his hand again. "I think I'll stay."

It was nice, listening and sometimes singing along with Steve. The past few weeks had been a little rough, not seeing as much of each other as normal. Eddie had been swamped with homework and a new study timetable from Nancy and Steve's coursework had doubled as he reached the end of his first year. They barely had any time for each other and it was only going to get worse over the next month.

Eddie tried not to think about it. They had this weekend. Indianapolis had been fun but since then their sex life had definitely taken a dip. A couple of quick handjobs in the shower if they spent the night together was decidedly not exciting anymore. Still, Eddie would take a quickie handjob over nothing.

There was a silver lining though. After his exams, Eddie was free to do whatever he pleased and Steve's coursework would be finished too. They just had to get through the next month, stealing moments whenever they could.

Eddie got out the map to direct Steve, trying to keep it somewhat vague. But before long, Steve asked, "are we going towards Huntington?"

"Shh, don't ruin the surprise."

Steve smiled but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Okay."

When Eddie directed him down a dirt road through a forest, he noticed Steve hesitate and slow down. "What is it?"

"This isn't a good idea. I know where we are, okay? Let's just go somewhere else and book a motel for the weekend." Steve pulled over at the first passing place, looking upset. "Please?"

"Whoa, what's wrong?"

"We can't sneak into my parent's chateau!"

"Your... what?"

Steve deflated, looking confused too. "The chateau... it's like, ten minutes down this road. You didn't know that?"

"No? I asked Nancy if we could use her family's cabin. Wait, you guys both have cabins out here?" Eddie pointed at the place Nancy had circled.

"Oh, I didn't know that." Steve tapped on a spot close to the circle, across a lake. "Yeah, there are some cabins across the lake, I remember now. Shit, what a coincidence."

They looked at each other and laughed. Eddie sighed and tossed the map into the back, shaking his head. "Can't believe your parents have a chateau out here. Is there a rich side of the lake or something? Must be quite the sight."

Steve smiled and leaned back, saying in a contemplative voice, "I know where the spare key is..."

Eddie caught his eye and grinned. "What are we waiting for then?"

Ten minutes later they were standing outside an honest to god chateau and Steve was rummaging in the plant pots. With a victorious, "ah, ha!" He stood up and waved a key with a smirk. "Told you. My parents would never think to move the spare."

"Yeah, I doubt they would think you're deranged enough to break in."

Steve waved that away and unlocked the door. "It's your fault. You've corrupted me. Besides, it's not breaking and entering if I have the key. Even if the cops turned up, I bet I could get away with it since I'm the owner's son."

"Your dad's super rich, isn't he, does he have any security?" Eddie looked around warily but couldn't see any cameras. In fact, the only thing he noticed was how shiny and perfect everything looked. "Wow, it's... clean?"

"My dad hired people to keep the place tidy. Wouldn't want to be shown up by a dusty manor if he ever had guests. He would never lift a rag though, let alone my mom. Don't worry," he added, seeing Eddie's expression, "they only come once a week, on Mondays."

"Jesus Christ..."

"I almost invited Nancy here," Steve said softly, tracing a hand over the shiny handrail of the staircase. "For winter break in '83 but we'd only just gotten back together, didn't seem like the right time. Always wanted to cuddle in front of a roaring fire with snow covering the windows, threatening to shut us in. And in the summer... she was busy with internships. Never got the chance."

He turned suddenly, holding out a hand to Eddie with such a soft smile that he was helpless in taking it. Steve lead him upstairs, into a room with only a twin bed covered in a sheet and an empty wardrobe. He pulled off the sheeting and sat on the bed, pulling Eddie down next to him.

"Wanted to make love to her, right here. I was gonna tell her how much she meant to me, that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her."

"Steve..." Eddie wasn't sure how to feel about that. Slightly upset, jealous and... hopeful? "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I was wrong, Eds. I was wrong about so much, especially Nancy." Steve cradled his face, thumb stroking tenderly along his cheekbone. Eddie relaxed into the touch, allowing Steve to lower him back on the musty sheets and kneel over him. "What I felt for her can't compare to this. It's not even on the same scale. I thought that was love so what is this?"

Slipping a hand under Steve's shirt, Eddie rested his palm on his chest to feel his steady, strong heartbeat. "Bit of an obsession, if I'm honest." He joked weakly, trying to ease the heaviness that had settled over them.

He got a small smile in response. "Maybe. I'm glad it's you here with me, not Nancy."

"Me too." He hesitated and then asked, "When did you realise that you wanted more than friendship?"

Steve frowned slightly, sitting back to consider the question. "Uh, well, friendship is kinda tricky. You flirted with me off the bat and I liked that, so I flirted back. When did it become genuine? Seeing you at Hellfire, the way the kids look up to you, it was... sweet? Endearing? I realised you're so much more than the rumours made you out to be. Then we started hanging out one-on-one and I couldn't help it, I fell for you. You accepted me, even after high school. You saw me."

Eddie pulled him back down into a kiss before he did something stupid, like cry. Steve smiled against his lips, kissing back for a moment before breaking free. He brushed a strand of hair away from Eddie's face, looking at him so tenderly he was scared to move.

"When you were sick. You came over full of cold because I was supposed to wash your hair. You sat there, falling asleep whilst we watched Halloween and you mumbled something. I think you were half-conscious or something because it didn't make sense, considering we were watching some teenage girl getting murdered."

"What?"

"'I like this.'"

Eddie blushed but managed to shrug, feigning casualness. "Well, I did, I still do. Are you that surprised?"

"At the time, yes. We were barely friends and I thought I was doing a pretty shit job of looking after you. But you liked being with me, even though you got nothing for it."

"I got everything from it."

"Everything huh?" Steve's teasing expression softened as he shifted closer, their noses brushing and lips barely touching. "Let's get out of here, Eds. Fuck this place. Like everything else my parents touch, it's so empty."

"You notwithstanding."

"Me notwithstanding." He smiled, kissing Eddie hard before getting up. Putting the cover back on the bed, they went downstairs, checking nothing was out of place. Steve locked the door and rehid the key, then spent a moment staring at the chateau. "Sometimes I miss having a family. Then I remember what my parents were like. Who disowns their own son?"

"No one worth knowing."

"Yeah..." Steve shook his head, reaching out to take Eddie's hand.

"Come on, sweetheart, let's get to our cabin." They walked back to the car hand in hand.

The Wheeler cabin was a lot more modest and it relieved Eddie. It was open-planned, with only two doors leading off into the bathroom and bedroom. He almost laughed when he saw the mountain of cushions covering the bed, surely Mrs Wheeler's idea.

Steve came up behind him and chuckled at the sight. "Dunno about you but that's hardly fair. How are we supposed to fit?"

"I won't tell if you don't." And Eddie promptly shoved them on the floor. "Much better."

"Actually..." Steve looked at the bed pointedly so Eddie sat down, leaning back on his elbows and spreading his legs for Steve to stand between them. "Now it's perfect."

"Yeah?" Tugging him down, Eddie hooked a leg over Steve's waist, laughing when he retaliated by picking him up to move further up the bed. "Still wearing shoes, sweetheart."

"Let me?" With a quick kiss, Steve broke free and unlaced Eddie's sneakers, pulling them off slowly.

Eddie watched, heartbeat pounding in his ears as Steve continued with his socks, reaching up to undo and tug down his jeans. He started at Eddie's ankle, kissing the soft skin there and trailing more up his leg, bypassing his underwear to push up his shirt and kiss his stomach. Eddie pulled it off, running a hand through Steve's hair as he continued up his chest until they were face to face.

Their eyes met, held for a moment and then Steve smiled, looking down at his mouth. "Hey," he whispered, warm breath ghosting across Eddie's mouth and making him shiver.

"Hey."

"Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

It was gentle, the way Steve cradled his face, thumb tracing his cheek as he tilted his head down to press their lips together sweetly. Eddie had never felt so loved and safe before. Getting up on his elbows to deepen it, Eddie yanked on Steve's shirt, making him pull away to get it over his head and then their mouths crashed together again, harder and more desperate.

"Fuck, I wasn't planning on getting in your pants as soon as we walked through the door," Eddie panted but it didn't stop him from fumbling with Steve's belt and shoving his pants down.

"You got a schedule planned out?"

"No." He cut off with a groan, falling back on the bed when Steve got a hand in his underwear to wrap around his cock, quickly bringing him to full hardness. "It's not- it's not about sex, this weekend. Don't want you to think that."

"I know. But I've missed you, Eds. Quick hand jobs in the shower aren't the same." Steve let him go to fully undress, sliding Eddie's underwear off too so they were both naked. He sat back to admire Eddie for a moment, rubbing his thigh soothingly. "I wanna make the most of this before we have to go back to real life. Don't you?"

"Yeah, yeah, anything you want."

"Anything?" And with a smirk he bent down to take Eddie's cock into his mouth, getting almost half of it down in one swallow.

Eddie choked, hand flying down to tug on Steve's hair but that only made him moan, taking more. "Fuck!"

Weeks of dreaming about this mouth. Eddie could barely control himself when Steve deep-throated him and had to squeeze his eyes shut, fighting off an early orgasm. He was distracted when Steve pressed his hand harder against his head and his eyes snapped open to look down, the only thing he could describe Steve's expression as was pleading.

"Jesus Christ..." Eddie whispered, giving an experimental thrust. Steve moaned, eyes fluttering shut as he buried his nose in Eddie's pelvis and relaxed. He had just enough sense to ask in a wrecked voice, "you know what to do to make me stop?"

Steve nodded as best he could, tapping Eddie's thigh slowly and deliberately three times.

"Good boy." The words slipped out without thought and he gripped the hair at the back of Steve's head, thrusting into his mouth again. He was worried Steve would fight it but he didn't, he was relaxed and even started grinding into the mattress, fingertips threatening to leave bruises on Eddie's thighs. "God, you're so perfect, sweetheart. Can't believe you're mine."

It didn't take long for his orgasm to come barrelling back to the forefront and he tried to pull back but Steve held on tighter, whining around him. It was too much. Eddie came hard, spilling down Steve's throat with a guttural moan. He blinked, looking down at Steve still on his cock as his orgasm faded away and couldn't help laughing in disbelief. He really was something else.

Steve whimpered when Eddie tugged on his hair to make him pull away, his whole body trembling. Eddie realised with a jolt he was jerking off, hand trapped between his body and the mattress.

"Christ, sweetheart, how close are you?"

He looked up, eyes dazed and teary. Eddie didn't even think when he fisted Steve's hair and pulled harshly, making him come off his cock with a whine, body trembling through what was undoubtedly an orgasm. When he collapsed forward, panting harshly, Eddie helped him sit up.

Eddie cupped Steve's cheeks, noticing the slight, dopey smile and dazed eyes. "You okay, sweetheart?"

"I'm good."

"You need anything?"

Steve frowned, shaking his head slowly. "No. Maybe... cuddles?"

Eddie quickly wrapped his arms around Steve, pulling him onto his lap. Steve instantly relaxed, humming as Eddie rubbed his back. It was almost startling when he went completely limp and then Eddie realised what had happened. Steve was in subspace. A quick look at his face again confirmed it, definitely not aware, even when Eddie tapped his cheek and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

"Okay. Nothing to worry about. I'll just... keep you here until you're back." Eddie kissed his forehead and smiled. "You're doing great, Stevie."

He got another smile in response.

Subspace, aftercare, Eddie remembered what to do. Steve needed water. He looked around but of course, they hadn't really set up for this and had barely walked through the door. "Can you walk? Come on, let's go to the kitchen."

Steve took his hands, following him easily into the main room. Eddie didn't want to leave him alone or break the physical contact. If Steve dropped, he'd never forgive himself. He grabbed a mug, awkwardly filling it one-handed and shivered in the cool room. Steve didn't react to it and Eddie realised he would have to take care of that too.

"Okay... back to bed." Eddie got him under the warm covers, making him drink the entire mug before relaxing too. "How's your throat?"

"Fine." Steve frowned, holding out his arms and Eddie's heart melted.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Come here." They settled back on the pillows and Eddie started stroking his back again. "You let me know if something changes. You've done amazing, Steve. I'm proud of you."

He kept up the praise, only stopping when Steve sat up suddenly. "Eds? What's... what happened?"

"Hey, shh, it's fine." Eddie brought him back into the embrace and kissed his head. "You went into subspace. It's only been about fifteen minutes. How do you feel?"

"I'm... fine." He still looked worried so Eddie cupped his face, forcing him to meet his eyes.

"Look at me, hey, hey, there's nothing to worry about. It's fine. We knew it could happen. You're perfect, Steve, don't think anything else. I can't believe you managed that. Do you need anything?"

"Please hold me," Steve whispered, voice hitching and he fell forward into Eddie's arms. He calmed down after a few minutes, turning so he was resting on Eddie's chest but his face was now visible. He seemed a lot calmer and smiled up at Eddie. "Not gonna lie, that's a trip and a half. I'm still a little confused."

"Upset?"

"No, not at all."

"Let me know if that changes." Eddie was still worried he would drop. "It's important, Steve. If you start feeling bad I need to know."

"I will." Steve kissed his jaw softly. "I'm fine, I promise."

Eddie hesitated before asking, "what was it like?"

"Mmm, like I was floating I guess. I could hear you and respond but I didn't really feel anything. Just... warmth. It was nice." And then he laughed, it was a reassuring and beautiful sound. "Right up until I went from sucking your dick to cuddling in bed and I couldn't remember how. That was a little scary."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It's not your fault. Besides, you took care of me, right?" He picked up the empty mug and waved it like a piece of evidence. "Next time it won't be so shocking, I'll be ready for it."

Next time.

Eddie swallowed thickly and took the mug away, setting it on the side before holding Steve's hands between his own. "You don't remember anything?"

Steve frowned, apparently thinking and then shook his head. "It's a little hazy. We went into the kitchen?"

"Yeah. Had to get some water."

"I remember drinking." Steve smiled, breaking free to trace the tattoos on Eddie's chest. "Thank you."

"No, thank you." It wasn't lost on Eddie how much Steve trusted him. How lucky he really was. "You wanna eat something? Maybe put the fire on? It's cold out there."

"Sure."

"After changing the bedsheets. You made a mess."

They had bought along enough food for the weekend and as Steve made some dinner, Eddie looked around the fire curiously. It didn't take him long to set it up and get it going, the warmth making everything cosier. Steve came over with a plate of sandwiches and leaned into Eddie as he threw a blanket over them both.

"No five-course meal?" Eddie teased, biting into what was still a tasty sandwich.

"I'm tired."

"Fair enough."

Trading pieces back and forth, they made a game of Eddie trying to guess each flavour. He wasn't very good at it but it made Steve laugh with each outlandish guess. With the last sandwich gone, Steve was starting to nod off on Eddie's shoulder.

"Time for bed, sweetheart."

"Just a little longer, Eds. The fire is nice."

Eddie smiled as Steve moved to sit in his lap. "Okay, a little longer."

They both ended up falling asleep, only waking up when the fire died out and the cold seeped in. Stumbling around in the dark was not a good idea, especially in unfamiliar surroundings. Eddie almost fell over the couch, only Steve's hold keeping him from toppling over. Laughing, they managed to get into the bathroom without incident.

Steve hummed as Eddie went to use the toilet, asking, "Can I hold it next time?"

Eddie looked over his shoulder incredulously, catching Steve grinning at him in the mirror. "You have your own!"

"Yeah but it's not the same."

"I'll get hard and then I won't be able to pee."

Rolling his eyes, Steve went back to brushing his teeth. "Mean."

Eddie finished off and came up behind Steve, wrapping his arms around his waist. "You just want everything, huh?"

Smiling around his toothbrush, Steve shrugged. Occupying himself with attacking Steve's neck, Eddie only stopped when he got elbowed in the ribs. "Wash your hands and brush your teeth."

"Ugh, yes mom."

Finally, back in the bedroom, Steve burrowed under the covers, humming softly as Eddie kissed his shoulder blade. "Hey, Eds?"

"Yeah, sweetheart?"

"I love you."

Eddie smiled, brushing his fingers through Steve's soft hair as they settled down. Kissing the top of his head, he whispered back, "ni mel tye."

Steve laughed sleepily. "Henderson taught me that one. Not so slick now, huh?"

"I mean it, Steve. I love you." It was the first time he'd said it, in English at least. Steve opened his eyes and searched his face, looking close to tears. Eddie cupped his cheek and kissed him softly. "I love you so much, sweetheart."

"Eds..."

Eddie kissed him again, putting all his love and affection into it. When he felt wetness against his cheek he pulled back to find Steve crying. As he thumbed away the tears. Steve grabbed his hand and kissed his palm, turning his face into it.

"Let's go to sleep, yeah?"

Steve nodded, curling up around Eddie and holding on tight. "I love you too," he mumbled, pressing one last kiss to his shoulder before falling asleep.

Eddie woke up first, thinking it was early but the clock showed it was almost ten. Steve was still dead to the world so he carefully extracted himself from the bed to use the toilet and get breakfast. Waiting for the toaster and making their coffees, he looked outside at the surrounding forest with a frown. Despite living close to a forest at the trailer park, it felt a lot different to be in the middle of one. The real world felt a long way away.

Which meant he had Steve all to himself. Absolutely no distractions for once. He wasn't going to waste any more of the day.

The toaster popped and he grabbed the waffles, hurrying back to the bedroom.

"Morning, sweetheart, I made waffles." Eddie smiled as Steve rubbed his face, blinking slowly awake from sleep. "Well, I warmed up store-bought waffles but I made the coffee."

"Mmm, smells good." Steve's voice was still rough with sleep and god did Eddie love it. He quickly joined Steve, sitting on top of the covers and handed him the plate of waffles, setting their mugs on the side. "Thank you."

Eddie kissed his cheek. "Happy birthday."

"I'm pretty sure my birthday is on Tuesday," he laughed. "What else do you have planned?"

"Anything you want, it's your birthday all weekend."

"Anything?" Steve considered that, a playful glimmer in his eyes. "For now, I want to share breakfast with my boyfriend." He began cutting up the waffles and offered some to Eddie who obliged, taking the first bite. "Good?"

"Perfect."

Steve tried the next piece and nodded his agreement. He continued trading bits back and forth until it was all gone and then set the empty plate down to nurse his warm coffee. Eddie stretched out beside him, content to watch him sip his drink and hum, smiling over the rim. "Just the right amount of creamer."

"You have a ridiculous sweet tooth."

"You're just bitter, like your coffee."

"Guilty."

Steve shifted closer, resting his head on Eddie's shoulder with a contented sigh. The morning light was filtering through the curtain, bathing the room in its golden light and highlighting Steve's hair, making his skin almost glow. He looked beautiful. Eddie could hardly believe that he was the one who got to share this moment with him.

"What's that look for?" Steve asked, catching him staring. His nose wrinkled slightly and he pulled back. "Is there something on my face?"

"Nothing. Come here," Eddie responded softly, cupping his face and drawing him into a kiss. He tasted like syrup and coffee. Eddie bumped his fingers against Steve's nose, tracing the straight line of it before moving on to his cheekbone. Steve hummed at the gentle touch, lips curving upwards slightly but he kept his eyes closed. "Steve... you have no idea how gorgeous you are."

"I mean, you've mentioned it several times."

"I'm serious. I still can't believe I get to call you mine."

"Shut up." Steve hid behind his mug again but his cheeks looked flushed. "I'm nothing special."

"You couldn't be more wrong." Setting down his mug, Eddie leaned in to kiss him. Steve responded enthusiastically, pulling Eddie to lean over him. "What do you want, sweetheart?"

"Just you."

Eddie grinned against his cheek, hand slipping under the covers and Steve groaned as he palmed his growing erection. "You sure you don't want more? It's your birthday, Stevie. Let me spoil you."

"Yeah, yeah, that sounds good." Steve relaxed back against the pillows, spreading his legs to give Eddie better access. "God I love your rings."

"Knew there was something weird about you." Eddie teased the shell of his ear, making him shudder. "Where's the lube?"

"B-bag."

Eddie let him go, laughing at the displeased grunt he received as he got up to find it. "Five seconds." It was more like a minute and by the time he'd got it, Steve had taken matters into his own hands, quite literally. "Oh, I see." Eddie arched an eyebrow, tossing over the lube to land at his side. "Get yourself off then."

"No, Eds, I want you." Steve let go, holding out both hands to Eddie. "Please? Come back."

As if Eddie would ever say no. He took the outstretched hands, allowing himself to be pulled back on the bed and knelt over Steve. "Lube?"

Steve squirted some onto his hand, eyes fluttering shut with a relieved sigh as Eddie returned to his cock. His head fell back against the headrest, exposing his neck and the fresh bruise from yesterday evening. Eddie couldn't resist leaning in and adding another, drawing a throaty moan out of Steve.

"Fuck, fuck, Eds, you can't- I'll come so fast."

"Now who's sensitive," Eddie said smugly, biting his shoulder hard enough to leave an indent. Using his thumb to tease the head of Steve's cock to make him shudder, Eddie continued nipping at his collarbone. One sensitive spot had Steve's hips lifting from the bed with a gasp. "Come on, sweetheart, show me how much you like it."

"Ah, wait!" Steve grabbed his wrist, eyes going wide and pleading. "Can we - fuck - try something?"

"Yeah?" Eddie let up, curious as to where this was going.

It took Steve a moment to work up the courage to say it. Encouraged by a quick kiss on his cheek, he managed to whisper, "edging?"

Eddie groaned, hiding his face in Steve's neck as his own cock throbbed at the thought. "Okay, okay. You gotta let me know when you're close, yeah?"

Steve nodded eagerly, releasing his wrist.

"How many times?" Eddie started stroking him again slowly, teasing Steve with the drag of his rings. "Come on, sweetheart. If you don't come up with a number I'll give you a big one..."

"T-three!"

"You already got through one. Shall we go for number two?" He immediately sped up, twisting his wrist just as Steve liked until he was panting, hips twitching below him. "You look so pretty like this Steve, anyone ever tell you that?"

Steve shook his head, hand shooting out to grab Eddie's again. Chest heaving with the effort, he squeezed his eyes shut and bit hard into his bottom lip. He'd never looked more beautiful to Eddie. Slowly, he got his breathing under control and relaxed.

"Good?"

"No, not fucking good."

"This was your idea, sweetheart." Eddie leaned down to kiss him, trailing one finger down his shaft to draw an overstimulated whine out of Steve. "Could've just given you a handjob and got on with our day. Turns out your as much of a freak as me."

"Love it, love you."

"I love you." Eddie kissed him once more and then returned to his flushed cock.

Steve barely lasted two minutes before he was stopping Eddie again, his whole body going tense, the long line of his neck rigid with the strain. Eddie wanted to bite him but resisted, knowing it would be enough to tip Steve over the edge. He contented himself with stroking Steve's hip instead, pressing soft kisses to his chest.

"I'm okay," Steve mumbled, running shaking fingers through Eddie's hair. "I did three, right?"

"You did. You're amazing, Stevie." With one last kiss, Eddie sat up and smiled at him. "You wanna come now?"

"Yeah."

It only took a couple of strokes of Eddie's hand to have Steve shaking through an orgasm. Eddie yanked down his pants, fisting his cock still slick with lube and came moments later, adding to the mess on Steve's sweaty torso.

He laughed, sitting back and running a hand through his hair as he sighed. "Holy fuck, Steve. I can't believe you sometimes."

Steve exhaled shakily, body still limp but he managed to lift his head and look at his stomach. "Gross."

"Nah, it's beautiful." Eddie leaned down to kiss him with a hum. "Shower?"

"Give me a minute. I can't feel my legs yet."

Once Steve was able to get up, Eddie helped him into the shower. They traded soft kisses and gentle touches until they were both clean again.

"So do you have anything planned?" Steve asked as they changed back in the bedroom.

"Not really. Nancy told me there was a clearing nearby, a short hike through the woods if you wanna try and find it?" Eddie wasn't much for the outdoors but he knew Steve would jump at the chance. Sure enough, his expression brightened, making Eddie laugh. "Okay, let's pack some food. God knows how long we'll be out there."

"We got a bag or something?" Steve found a picnic basket in one of the cupboards. "Oh, this is perfect."

Eddie left him to it, going outside to stare at the forest around the cabin, trying to remember what Nancy had said and figure it out. What did conifers look like again? Finally, he spotted the large sycamore tree designating the direction and relaxed. At least they had a starting point.

It smelled like cookies when Eddie returned inside, instantly making his mouth water. "Steve, tell me that's what I think it is!"

"Maybe!" Steve grinned at him from the table, quickly redirecting his attention to the bowl he was stirring. "Come help. I need the pastry setting out."

"What is it?"

"Samosas." He put a spoonful of the mixture in each pastry square, showing Eddie how to fold them. It was pretty obvious who folded each one after they baked, Eddie's were more square-shaped than triangular. "Doesn't matter as long as they taste good."

"You know, I really love that you can cook." Eddie ate a cookie as Steve packed them away and grinned when he scoffed. "Maybe I just really love you."

Steve blushed, focusing on the basket. "You making up for lost time or something?"

"Maybe." Eddie didn't comment on his pleased smile, just leaned over and kissed him quickly. "So what else, Chef Harrington?"

"Chop those vegetables for me, into sticks."

"Gross."

"It's to go with your gross ranch dressing." Steve shook the bottle and added it to the basket. "So get chopping."

"Is there anything unhealthy to go with this?"

"Some potato chips."

"Now you're speaking my language." Eddie grabbed the knife and set to work. He only cut his finger once and he'd almost finished so it wasn't too disastrous. The way Steve reacted though you would've thought he chopped his finger off. "It's just a cut!"

"What if it was worse and we had to take you to the hospital?" Steve shook his head as he put a bandaid around Eddie's finger.

"You worry too much. But thank you." Eddie kissed him sweetly and went to pick up the knife, rolling his eyes when Steve snatched it away. "Seriously?"

"Not a chance."

"So what do you want me to do?"

Steve contemplated him with a small smile and then patted the countertop. "Sit here and look pretty for me?"

"Jesus Christ." Still, he hopped up and watched Steve finish the vegetables, even getting a few kisses for his patience. Just when it was getting boring, Steve shut the basket with finality. "We done?"

"We're done."

"Yes!" Eddie jumped down, spinning Steve in a circle before running to the door. "Come on because it's going to take ages to find this place and I'm getting hungry."

It wasn't as hard as he'd thought. There was even a little trail to follow, probably made by generations of Wheeler's trekking about. Steve insisted on holding Eddie's hand, helping him over a fallen log with exaggerated gentleness.

Eddie rolled his eyes as he got both feet back on solid ground. "I'm not going to break."

"Just making sure." Steve smiled, tugging him closer for a kiss. "How's the basket?"

"Perfectly safe."

"Uh-huh. We'll see."

The trail ended a few minutes later, the trees giving way to a small clearing, no bigger than the commune area at the trailer park but much nicer. Steve tugged the blanket out from under Eddie's arm and laid it out. He sat down in the bright sunlight and smiled, patting the spot next to him.

"Remind me to buy Nancy the biggest pack of that trail mix popcorn stuff."

"What?"

"You know-" Eddie set down the picnic basket and started making a scrunching motion with his hands. "-the popcorn with pretzels and M&M's, those kinda things. It's like a trail mix. She eats that stuff up."

"Oh! I'm pretty sure you have to make that."

"Well, you can teach me, right sweetheart?"

Steve rolled his eyes, reaching up to grab Eddie's flailing hands and pull him onto the blanket. "Yes. Now sit and relax, please, before you break something."

"You worry too much." He allowed himself to be pulled down though, their knees pressing together.

"I bought something along. Check the basket," Steve whispered, thumbing the rip on Eddie's knee as he did as requested, flipping open the lid and pulling out a Walkman. "It's got two jacks so we can both listen."

"How sweet." Eddie fished out the two sets of headphones and then the cassettes. "Pick your poison."

Steve closed his eyes and picked one out of the lineup. He squinted at the cover and smiled. "Please, huh? You ever listen to Pet Shop Boys?"

"Not my style but for today..." Eddie popped the tape into the player, shoved his headphones on and then put Steve's on too, albeit more gently. He hit play, wincing at the loud sound of synthesisers. Still, Steve had suffered through weeks of Metallica whenever they were together so he could listen to some pop for a bit.

Steve smiled, nodding along to the beat as he started pulling out food and arranging it on the blanket. It all looked fantastic, which wasn't a surprise since this was Steve.

Eddie had to try some of everything. After their small hike, he was starving. Steve pulled a face when he went in for a kiss, wiping the corner of his mouth to clean off some ranch dressing he'd missed. Despite his disgust, he still allowed Eddie to kiss him.

He was right too, the samosas all tasted good, despite their different shapes.

When Steve started singing along, Eddie slipped off a headphone to listen. He didn't seem to notice, too engrossed in the music, eyes closed and head bobbing. "Love comes quickly, whatever you do. You can't stop falling."

Grabbing his chin, Steve stuttered off in surprise, eyes going wide but then fluttering shut when Eddie leaned in to kiss him. Eddie pressed closer, getting Steve back on his elbows and knelt over him. Breaking the kiss, he pushed Steve's headphones off to whisper, "You got a pretty voice, sweetheart. Maybe you should be in a band too."

Steve laughed, the sound echoing in the clearing. "Yeah and when I'm famous, you'll be known as my indie metal boyfriend."

Eddie yanked his head back sharply by the hair, drawing a gasp from him. "Indie huh? You're gonna be my prep boyfriend that nobody believes I'm actually dating."

"Prep?"

"Mhmm, polos and all."

"Would that bother you, me cramping your style?"

"Not even a little bit. I love you just the way you are, Steve. Don't ever change."

Steve blushed, a beautiful smile spreading across his face. "Kiss me again?"

"One sec." Eddie got their headphones back on, smiling as Steve closed his eyes and started humming along to the beat. Tapping his cheek, Steve nodded and that was enough consent for Eddie to kiss him again.

Maybe the Pet Shop Boys weren't so bad. Especially if it reminded Eddie of this moment every time he heard their music from now on.

By the time the tape had finished, they were laying back on the blanket and enjoying the quiet. Eddie had his eyes closed, fingers trailing up and down Steve's arm slowly. In fact, he'd just started dozing off when Steve extricated himself. Opening one eye, he watched Steve wander towards the trees and snorted, closing it again.

Eddie flinched as something hit his face and draped over his chest. He was surprised to find it was Steve's jumper and looked up at him curiously. Steve raised an eyebrow, hands on hips and now stood in his shirt. When Eddie pulled off his headphones he asked, "How fast can you run?"

"Depends... and I running towards or away from something?"

Steve grinned, untucking his shirt and in a smooth motion, he pulled it off, dropping it into Eddie's arms. "You're chasing me."

"Uh..."

"And if you don't catch me before we get back to the cabin... well, I guess you won't get your reward."

Eddie exhaled shakily, bunching the clothes up in a fist as he sat up. "Reward?" He liked the sound of this game, even if he doubted he could win. Running was not something he did often or at all if he could help it.

"Yep." Steve's smile turned sly as he unbuckled his belt, pulling it free from his jeans. "Better hurry up because I'm running out of clothes. I'll leave you a trail."

Before Eddie could respond he was gone, disappearing into the trees and leaving only the echo of his laughter behind. Smiling, he got to his feet and dropped the clothing into the basket. He'd come back for it later.

Quickly following Steve, he found his belt tied to a tree just out of sight of the clearing. Steve seemed to be running parallel to the trail, back down to the cabin so Eddie followed, tripping only a couple of times in his haste. A few minutes later he found Steve's shoes hanging from a tree branch, a bright white sock visible on the floor just further on.

He found Steve down an incline, almost falling when he caught sight of him. Steve turned as Eddie stumbled onto the flat ground and smiled, backing up slowly. "You're faster than I thought."

Panting slightly, Eddie got out, "so now I've caught you, what's next?"

"Caught me?" Steve quirked an eyebrow. "I dunno about that..." He let Eddie get close, bracketing him against a tree. His easy smile didn't falter, eyes flickering down to Eddie's mouth momentarily before back up. "I've still got some clothes left."

"Steve-" He was cut off as Steve kissed him hard, flipping their positions so easily. Eddie's fingers skimmed against his warm waist as he pulled away, eyes flickering open in time to see Steve disappearing again. Huffing out a soft laugh, Eddie waited ten seconds and then took off after him.

Breaking out of the tree line in front of the cabin, he caught Steve kicking off his trousers and he looked over his shoulder, laughing loud and carefree before running up the deck. Eddie almost slammed Steve into the door as he skidded across the deck and just managed to put his arms out to stop himself.

They still hit the door with a thump and Steve's laughter tapered off as he pressed back into his chest. "Guess you win."

"You let me." Eddie wasn't stupid. He knew Steve was faster and far fitter than he'd ever be. The only reason he'd caught up was that Steve wanted him to. Catching his breath, he leaned down and kissed Steve's shoulder. "What now, pretty boy? I've got you trapped out here where anybody could see. You're down to your last piece of clothing."

"Well... we both ticked that exhibition box." Steve shivered as Eddie tugged on his underwear. "Good thing we're alone in the middle of the woods."

"Could be hikers about..." Eddie trailed kisses down the slope of his shoulder, rocking his hips forward into Steve's back so he could feel how hard he was. "Maybe someone saw a pretty, naked guy running through the woods and got worried so they followed him. What would they think seeing him pinned down like this?"

"Eds..."

"Do you think they'd help? Or maybe they'd let me have my way with you? Do you want to put on a show?"

Steve groaned, pressing back into him. "Touch me, already."

"So demanding." Eddie hooked his fingers in Steve's underwear and dropped to his knees, dragging them down too. Steve inhaled sharply at the sudden move, laughing when Eddie planted a loud kiss on one cheek. "You do have butt moles."

"Oh yeah, how many?" He swayed slightly, making Eddie groan. "Come on, Eds. You know how to count, don't you?"

"Seven." Eddie made a show of kissing each one. "And I better be the only one who knows that."

"No one else was that interested in counting my moles."

"Their loss, my gain." He grabbed Steve's hips and got him to turn around. "Enjoying this, sweetheart?"

Steve rolled his eyes, hard cock answering for him.

"So… about that reward?" Eddie prompted, kissing Steve's hips and down his happy trail but not quite touching him yet. "What do you want?"

Fingers threaded in his hair gently, tugging to make him look up. Steve seemed shy but determined, cheeks faintly pink. "I want you to finger me."

Eddie had to squeeze his eyes shut at the sudden onrush of arousal, pressing his forehead against Steve's hip as he groaned. "Fuck. Yeah, anything you want."

Laughing, Steve helped him to his feet. "Inside?"

"Go, go!" Eddie hurried him in, turning and pushing him against the closing door to kiss him hotly. "Shower first. You're covered in dirt." He smudged a streak on his cheek. "Then we can start?"

"Sounds good to me."

Eddie stood in the bedroom listening to the shower running for a few minutes. In theory, he knew what to do. Confronted with the reality he was about to do this, it felt like his heart was about to give out. "Come on, Munson, he's literally put his tongue in your ass. You can do this."

He grabbed the lube, stripping down to his underwear since this would probably benefit them both. Who was he kidding? He was likely to blow his load without Steve having to touch him again.

"I thought I was the one getting naked?"

Eddie turned to see Steve standing in the doorway, clad only in a towel. When he got closer, Eddie tracked a water droplet running down his chest and couldn't help leaning forward to lick it up, pressing his lips to Steve's collarbone to add another bruise. He hummed in response, fumbling with the towel and dropping it to the floor, backing Eddie up to the bed.

They fell back on it, this time Steve using his weight to press Eddie into the mattress which he absolutely loved, snaking his hands around Steve's back to pull him closer. Rolling Steve onto his back, Eddie broke the kiss to kneel between his legs and reverently ran his hands up Steve's thighs, pushing them apart. "Ready?"

Steve nodded, grabbing the lube to squeeze some on Eddie's fingers. He spent a moment warming it up, wrapping his free hand around Steve's cock to stop him from pouting at the loss of contact.

"So needy sweetheart. Can't go a second without my hands?"

"Mhmm." Steve took a deep breath, distracting Eddie with the rise and fall of his chest which apparently made him laugh. "So easily distracted."

"Shut up." Eddie snatched up the lube and lifted one of Steve's legs over his thigh for better access. Then he proceeded to dump some straight on Steve, grinning when he gasped in surprise. "I think you'd look nice all wet and messy."

"Asshole!"

Raising an eyebrow, Eddie circled his hole, finally sinking one finger in and squeezing the base of Steve's cock. God, Steve was so warm inside, Eddie couldn't help thinking about what it'd feel like to get his cock in there. Inhaling sharply at the jerk of arousal that thought caused, he tried to refocus.

Steve's face was pinched slightly but he grabbed Eddie's wrist, forcing him to move his finger slowly and sighed out, "that's it. I can take it, Eds."

"Yeah?" Eddie pressed his second finger to Steve's rim, letting go of his cock to lean forward on his free hand. "You do this often?"

"Maybe." Steve's cheeks flushed with the admission, a shy smile on his lips. Eddie could resist leaning down to kiss it.

"How often?"

Steve hummed, hand sliding down to take over and his eyes fluttered shut with a soft sigh. "Every time you're not around and I'm horny? God, I've lost count."

"Fuck, Steve. You're something else."

"Here." Steve helped the second finger in, guiding Eddie to the left. "Over here."

And then his head fell back against the pillow, body clenching deliciously around Eddie's fingers. The choked-off moan that fell from his lips had Eddie rutting forward against his thigh, it was so... real and intense. Eddie couldn't believe he'd made Steve sound like that. He did it again, trying to memorise the spot because this time Steve whined, pushing down into the thrust.

Eddie watched, wrist flexing, fingers moving easily in Steve as he worked his cock. "You're so beautiful, sweetheart. You gonna come, just like this?"

"Y-yeah."

"Show me." Steve nodded and as his free hand clenched at the sheets, Eddie pushed his into it, linking their fingers together. Pressing a little too eagerly into Steve, he flinched when Steve gasped, looking down to see his ring catch. "Fuck, Steve, I'm sorry."

"Do it again."

Eddie had to fight off his own orgasm at that. He leaned down to kiss Steve, working his fingers harder and trying to hit his prostate with each thrust. It didn't take long for Steve to break off in a stuttering gasp, body shuddering as he came between them. Eddie sat back to watch Steve work himself through it, slowly removing his fingers and rubbing Steve's thigh when he sighed.

"How you feeling?"

"Oh, I'm gonna need another shower," Steve laughed breathlessly, running a hand through his hair. "Fucking hell, Eds. Magic hands indeed."

He couldn't help feeling smug about that. Especially looking at Steve laid out below him, flushed and satisfied. Trailing a finger up Steve's still trembling stomach, Eddie shoved his underwear down and wrapped a hand around himself, sighing in relief. He was already so close that when Steve knocked his hand out of the way to take over, it only took him a few strokes to have Eddie spilling over his stomach.

"Mmm, I love doing that." Steve let him go, running his hands up Eddie's chest to link around his neck and pull him down close again. "You're so pretty when you come, Eds."

"That's you, sweetheart."

"Can I finger you next time?" Steve asked so sweetly that Eddie could only nod in response. "Later?"

He barked out a laugh and got up to grab the discarded towel to clean Steve up. "Sure thing. You're insatiable, anyone ever tell you that?" When Steve's expression fell, Eddie quickly kissed him. "It's not a complaint, I promise. I love how much you want sex because, shit, I love it too."

Steve relaxed with a nod, lifting himself for another kiss.

"I love you, Steve. Every part of you. Even you're stupid twelve-step hair care routine. But mostly your laugh, god, I love your laugh." He got one in response and couldn't help smiling. "There it is, perfect."

"Your post-orgasm babbling."

"Maybe. Doesn't make it untrue though."

"Just shut up and kiss me again." Steve pulled him back down, rolling so they were both on their sides and wrapped up in each other.

Eddie couldn't tell where he ended and Steve began and wasn't that something? He quite liked being held like this and wouldn't mind staying there forever if he could. After a while, Steve broke free and began nosing Eddie's neck and then proceeded to yawn.

"Tired, sweetheart?"

"Maybe... a little nap?" He tensed up when Eddie pulled away, arms tightening around his neck. "Eds?"

"I'm gonna go grab our stuff. I don't think the Wheelers will be happy if we lose their picnic basket. Be back soon, sweetheart." Eddie kissed Steve chastely, leaving him to rest.

Pausing in the bathroom to clean his rings and leave them on the side to dry, Eddie checked on Steve one last time to find him sleeping and smiled, making sure to close the door quietly on his way out. He found everything but Steve's belt. Hopefully, he wouldn't miss it too much.

Dumping the clothes and basket on the table, Eddie went into the bathroom and looked at the sink in surprise. He was sure he'd left his rings there but the side was empty. He checked the floor just to be sure but no luck. Panic was starting to set in when he thought of Steve.

Leaning against the doorframe to the bedroom, he cleared his throat and waited for Steve to roll over and acknowledge him before asking, "sweetheart, where're my rings?"

Steve smiled back a little too innocently. "You left them in the bathroom to dry, didn't you?"

"I did but they're gone now."

"Maybe you didn't look properly."

"Maybe," Eddie conceded without any real truth to the word. He was watching Steve carefully shift about on the bed, his hands out of view. Walking over slowly, he stood at the edge and raised his eyebrow. "Something wrong?"

"No."

"Come on then." Eddie held out his hands expectantly. Steve just stared at them. "Stevie, let's go eat. Or cuddle in front of the fire again?"

Steve shook his head.

Eddie leaned in closer and kissed his forehead. "You can keep my rings if you want."

"How did you know?"

"It's written all over your face. You're a terrible liar."

"I'm not!"

"Really? I'm surprised it took so long for me to find out about the Upside Down. Even then, you weren't really lying were you? Just refusing to speak about it." He laughed as Steve grabbed him around the middle and pulled him onto the bed. Sure enough, he could feel his rings running across his back as Steve's hand slipped under his shirt. "You've already got one of my rings. Do you want them all?"

"No. Then your handjobs would suck."

"Rude."

"Here." Steve grabbed his hand and carefully put his rings back on. Hell, he even got them in the right order. He must have looked surprised because Steve smiled. "You think I didn't know? I've been staring at your hands for months, Eds."

"Right, right. I've been giving you blue balls."

"You've more than made up for it."

"Really?"

Steve scoffed, leaning in to kiss him. "Don't get an ego. I would hate to break up with you."

"Then don't." Eddie shoved him back suddenly, pinning his wrists to the bed. "You'd never do that, right, sweetheart?"

"Never," Steve promised.

He loved Steve for his honesty. Just being so completely in love with someone and unafraid to show it. Eddie wanted to return that affection so badly.

"Hey, I've got an idea. Wanna get high?" Eddie jumped up to go rummage in his bag and find the joints, waving them at Steve who grinned.

Half an hour later they were in the main room high off their asses. Eddie was still on the couch and had his eyes trained on the exposed beams of the ceiling. The dark wood seemed to bleed into the bleached roofing and it fascinated him.

Steve laughed softly to himself, drawing Eddie's attention. He was sprawled on the carpet, fingers raking through the shag as he hummed, "I'm at the Chateau and I feel alright."

"You high, sweetheart?"

"Yeah." He laughed again, head rolling to the side so their eyes could meet. "Talk to me."

"You want me to tell you something?"

"Uh-huh."

"This isn't a chateau, it's more of a cabin than anything."

"Eddie," Steve whined adorably. "Don't be an ass."

"What do you want me to be then?" He leaned forward to stub out the joint, smiling as Steve's eyes tracked the movement. "We got this place to ourselves, no interruptions for once. And... it's your birthday. Anything you want, I'll do."

Steve hummed, slowly tracing circles across his exposed stomach where his shirt had ridden up and Eddie watched, resisting the urge to join Steve on the floor. He'd wait a little longer for permission. He swallowed thickly as Steve's hand slipped into his sweatpants and move over his cock. He sighed, forearm flexing as he squeezed and then he laughed, breaking Eddie out of his trance. "Hey, my eyes are up here."

"You're putting on such a good show though." Eddie leaned back, spreading his legs so Steve could see just how much this was affecting him. When his eyes dropped to his crotch, Eddie smirked. "Sweetheart, my eyes are up here?"

"Get down here already."

Eddie didn't need to be told twice, falling between Steve's legs and pushed his thighs apart to reach his mouth and kiss him hotly. Steve only laughed, rucking up Eddie's shirt which forced him to break free and pull it off. He smiled as Steve's hands ran down his chest, pausing to thumb at his nipples and quickly grabbed his hand, holding it to his chest as he leaned down to kiss Steve sweetly.

The slow, languid kisses grew heated as Steve rocked their hips together. The weed still lay heavy over his body and the slow grind of their bodies together felt amazing. Steve, however, wanted more and he started tugging at Eddie's pants.

"Okay, okay," Eddie grinned, breaking away to strip. "Come on sweetheart, don't be shy." Smiling, Steve sat up to pull off his shirt, laughing when Eddie yanked down his sweats. "No underwear? You're a tease."

"Didn't see the point. Knew you'd be taking them off soon enough."

"You're a menace."

"You love me for it." Eddie wiped the smugness off Steve's face by leaning down and taking his cock into his mouth. "Fuck, Eds!"

He sat up a moment later, wiping his face as he took in Steve's dazed expression. "That's better. Should've brought a camera."

"Maybe next time?"

"Definitely next time." Running his fingers through Steve's chest hair, he made his way down to the curve of Steve's ass and hiked his leg over his thigh again. "So pretty."

Steve smiled back shyly but let his legs fall open, hands running up Eddie's back. "Come closer, Eds? I wanna feel you."

He obliged, leaning in to kiss him again. As he pressed the tip of his finger to Steve's rim, he groaned when it sank easily into the tight, warmth. "God, sweetheart, you're still wet. How much can you take?"

"More."

Eddie pulled back though, pressing his fingers to Steve's mouth instead. "Get them nice and wet. Don't wanna hurt you."

Steve took his fingers eagerly, holding eye contact as he swirled his tongue around the digits. Eddie rose an eyebrow and jabbed them back, making Steve gag. When he got a glare in response, Eddie only laughed and pulled his fingers out, going back between Steve's legs to circle his rim.

"Come on, Eds." Steve grabbed his wrist, forcing his fingers in and sighed in relief. "You won't break me."

"Oh?" He got a third finger in, delighted when Steve let out a breathy moan in response. He was still so tight and it took a moment for his body to relax and for Eddie to be able to move his fingers. "Where's the lube?"

"Table." Steve grabbed his arm before he could move, getting his attention. His eyes were wide and bright, still a little red from the weed but no longer hazy.

"What is it? Do you wanna try something else?"

"Wanna fuck me?" Eddie inhaled sharply, head falling onto Steve's shoulder as he laughed. "So is that a yes or..?"

"Yes, yes," He rasped, placing a wet kiss on his shoulder before pulling back to find the lube and surprisingly, condoms. "You came prepared?"

"I did." Steve readjusted, throwing both his legs over Eddie's thighs and took the condom from his shaking fingers. "Relax, Eds. Take a deep breath and think about... Wyverns or something."

Eddie laughed, distracted enough that Steve got the condom on him and then grabbed the lube, reaching between them to slick up Eddie's cock. "Shit, Steve, I'm not gonna last."

"It's fine. I told you I barely lasted five minutes my first time."

"Don't expect even that."

"Eddie..." Steve reached up to tie Eddie's hair back and brushed away his bangs. "...it doesn't matter. It's your first time. I'm not expecting you to act like some sort of sex god. I just want you, okay? However much you can give me."

"Okay." Eddie blew out a long breath, readjusting and holding the base of his cock to guide himself to Steve's hole. When his head caught on the rim, Steve pulled him down into a kiss, grabbing his ass to guide him forward. "Fuck, you feel good, Steve."

It was almost too much, how hot Steve was. He had to stop, not only for Steve but for himself too because he didn't want to come right now. Not yet.

"Eddie," Steve breathed against his lips, making him shudder. "Eddie, please, I can take more."

He nodded, pushing forward a little bit until Steve's breathing hitched again. "Yeah, I'm not gonna last. You feel amazing, Steve."

Steve laughed, relaxing suddenly. With his heel pushing on Eddie's lower back he slid in a couple of more inches. Fuck, it was too much. He'd barely been in control before and now, he couldn't stop himself from rutting forward as his orgasm hit. Breathless and panting, Eddie slowed when it became too much and tendrils of shame curled in his stomach as the pleasure receded.

Even more so when Steve frowned and opened his eyes to ask, "Everything okay, why'd you stop?"

"I- shit, sorry, Steve." Eddie pulled back, sitting on his heels. When Steve reached out to touch him he got up and stumbled to the couch, pulling off the condom with shaking fingers.

Steve sat up after a moment, looking at Eddie curiously. "What's wrong?"

"I don't think that counts as me losing my virginity," Eddie scoffed, throwing the condom which barely cleared the table. "I wasn't even all the way in."

Steve's expression was all too understanding and Eddie buried his face in his hands. Before the feeling of inadequacy could completely consume him, Steve came over and sat on his lap, replacing Eddie's hands with his own and lifting his head. "Eds, it doesn't matter. We can do it again and again until you've built up some stamina. It doesn't change things."

"It's fucking embarrassing though. I mean-" He was cut off as Steve kissed him and relaxed into the familiar embrace, wrapping his arms around his waist to pull him closer. When they broke apart, he felt a little better, smiling against Steve's lips. "-I wanna rock your world, Steve."

"You do." His hips rolled forward and Eddie was surprised to find he was still hard. "Have you forgotten everything we've done together? I've never felt so connected to someone before, it's never been so easy to just be me. You're amazing, Eds."

Confidence returning, Eddie slipped a hand between them to wrap around Steve's erection. He was rewarded with a breathy sigh ghosting across his lips, Steve's hands moving to thread in his hair and tilt his head back. Looking up at him, Eddie had never felt so lucky.

"You're gorgeous, Steve."

Steve blushed, biting his bottom lip to try and hide a pleased smile. "Shut up and fuck me again."

"Uh, my dick isn't ready for that."

"I'm sure you can figure something out."

Free hand leaving his hip, Eddie pressed them against Steve's hole and they sank in easily. When he began riding his fingers, Eddie almost passed out as what felt like all the blood in his head rush down to his suddenly interested cock. "Fuck, maybe I can go again."

"Yeah?" Steve's hips rolled forward, feeling how hard he was and he laughed. "Grab a condom."

He still let out a displeased noise when Eddie pulled away and stood up to get the discarded items. As soon as he was close enough, Steve shoved him back on the couch and swung a leg over him as he got a condom on. When Eddie realised what was happening, he felt lightheaded again. "Shit. You're gonna ride me?"

"Mhmm. And I want you to hold on as long as you can, okay?"

"Okay." Eddie squeezed his eyes shut as Steve lifted himself, pressing his cock to his hole again and began slowly sinking down on him. Steve's fingers on his shoulders twitched with the effort but he kept going until Eddie bottomed out. Unable to help it, Eddie grabbed Steve's hips hard as his own thrust up slightly, causing both of them to moan. "Fuck. You better start moving, Steve."

"Gimme a sec."

"That might be too long."

Steve laughed, distracting him with a sweet kiss. "Touch me. I wanna come with you."

Getting a hand between them, Eddie wrapped it around Steve's cock as he started moving. Every nerve in Eddie's body lit up as Steve rode him, the breath getting punched out of him with each thrust. He could already feel his impending orgasm so quickly focused on Steve, tightening his hand around his cock and trying to angle himself to find his prostate. When Steve stilled for a second, body clenching around him so hard he saw stars, Eddie couldn't help laughing in amazement.

"There?"

"There."

Eddie wanted - no needed - Steve to come first. In a supreme effort of willpower, he pushed any thought of his own orgasm away and focused on thrusting into Steve, hitting that spot inside him that had him gasping and trembling. "That's it, sweetheart, you gonna come?"

Steve nodded, lips crashing against Eddie's in a messy kiss, fingers tangling in his hair tightly. Moments later he tensed up, coming across both their stomachs and sending Eddie into his own explosive orgasm.

It could have been seconds or minutes later but when Eddie could finally think again he found himself wrapped around Steve so tight he was surprised he was still breathing. He unwrapped his trembling arms from Steve's waist, smiling when he lifted his head to look at him blearily. "Good?"

Steve smiled back, running a shaking hand through Eddie's hair. Whatever had happened to the hair tie, he didn't know or care. "Rocked my world, Eds."

"Awesome." His head fell back on the sofa as they both started to laugh, eventually tapering off into giggles. "Fuck, I feel drunk. Or maybe high."

"I think it's called having a good orgasm."

"Mhmm." Eddie ghosted his hands over Steve's sweaty back and sighed. "Definitely good." When Steve shifted forward to kiss him, Eddie groaned as he became aware he was still inside him. "Jesus Christ."

"Don't tell me you wanna go again."

"Not a chance." He winced as Steve stood up but couldn't help feeling smug when he wobbled slightly. "Too soon?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just you wait until it's my turn to fuck you."

Eddie considered that as he pulled off the condom and retrieved the first one. Every muscle in his body was aching and it felt like he'd run a marathon. So how the hell was Steve up and moving? He glanced over at Steve in time to see him bend over to grab the lube and condoms, surprised when his stomach stirred with unmistakable lust. "Shit, maybe I can go again."

"Save it, Captain America. I'm beat."

"Just when I think you can't surprise me you pull more nerd shit out of your ass."

"I think you'll find it was your dick in my ass, Munson. Not 'nerd shit.' Actually, you're a huge nerd so I guess you're right."

"Yeah and this nerd rocked your world." Eddie hugged him from behind, kissing his shoulder. "And since when am I 'Munson'? That's kinda insulting since we just had sex."

"Sorry, melin." He laughed when Eddie kissed him again. "Better?"

"Much." Steve held Eddie's arms closer and leaned back into him, swaying them slightly. Smiling, Eddie rested his head on Steve's shoulder and relaxed into it. "Is it always like this?"

"What?"

"I dunno. This... simple, after sex. I mean, nothing's changed, not really. I love you, you love me. We'll go home tomorrow and the world will keep turning blah, blah, blah. It's not exactly the world-altering experience people make it out to be."

"Maybe that's because we're already so connected it can't change us." Steve turned around so they were face to face. His expression was slightly solemn and he tucked Eddie's hair behind his ear, only managing a small quirk of his lips. "I've never seen sex as this big thing either. It's something intimate, yes but it doesn't change you. Do you feel any different?"

"No." Eddie shrugged, surprised to find that was true and snorted. "Social conformity at its finest. Anyway, that's a debate for another time. How about a shower and then food? Dunno about you but I've worked up quite the appetite."

"Sounds good to me." He got a real smile then and another kiss before he was pulled into the bathroom for a clean-up full of soft touches and loving kisses.

Even when they were eating, Steve kept some form of physical contact with him, even if it was just their legs resting together. Every time their eyes met they would both smile wide and Eddie accidentally drooled water down his front because he did it without thought whilst drinking. Steve got a good laugh out of that one, much to his chagrin.

When he started falling asleep trying to wash the dishes, it was time for bed. It had been a long, very, very, pleasurable day. All Eddie wanted was to cuddle in bed. Just his luck, that was what Steve wanted too. Curled up in Steve's arms, stomach full and body sated, Eddie found sleep quickly.

He woke the following morning alone but wasn't too worried, he could hear Steve moving about in the kitchen. Making the most of the empty bed he stretched out with a sigh, content to stay a little longer. He must have dozed off again because he was startled awake by Steve's hand on his back, his weight settling by his side a moment later.

"Morning, Eds. I've made coffee."

Eddie could smell it but he didn't want to move just yet so only grunted his acknowledgement. Steve hummed back, rubbing his fingers up Eddie's spine underneath his shirt. He started falling asleep again, smiling when Steve laid down next to him and kissed his forehead. "You smell nice."

"Thanks," Steve laughed quietly, kissing him again.

"Come back to bed."

"Okay. Just for a bit." He settled down, pulled Eddie closer and began humming softly.

Dozing off again, Eddie found Steve still out when he finally woke up properly. His coffee had gone cold so he took it back to the kitchen to heat up, careful not to disturb Steve. When he checked his watch he was surprised to see it was almost midday. It must've been late when they'd gone to bed the night before. He'd been too caught up in everything Steve to check the time.

After a while he heard Steve get up and smiled into his mug, waiting for him to come out into the main room. Sure enough, a few moments later the door opened and he quickly finished his coffee, washing the mug.

"What time do you think we should leave?"

Eddie turned at the question and promptly forgot his response. Steve had gotten changed into his soft yellow sweater and a pair of grey sweatpants. Eddie could tell he wasn't wearing underwear and swallowed thickly, dragging his eyes back up to Steve's face to find him smirking. "Fuck off. You can't wear shit like that and expect me not to stare."

"Why, what's wrong with it?"

"Nothing."

Steve laughed, coming over to kiss him. "Don't look so put out then."

"What uh, what was the question again?"

"Distracted?"

Eddie smiled, pointedly looking down at Steve's crotch. "A little."

He put a finger under Eddie's chin, lifting his head so their eyes could meet. "I asked when do you wanna leave? We should probably clean the sheets so that gives us a few hours still."

"Yeah. I'd rather Mrs Wheeler wasn't welcomed by that. I suppose we could wash them and... go down to the lake for lunch?"

"Sounds good to me." Steve kissed him once more and then went back into the bedroom. "I'll get the sheets if you grab lunch!"

He shoved the rest of their food into the picnic basket. Want not waste not... or whatever it was that Wayne liked to say.

The trail down to the lake was a lot easier to follow and although Steve held his hand the entire way, he seemed more relaxed than their trek into the woods. From their spot on the shore, they could see the Chateau across the lake. Steve rolled his eyes, keeping his back to it and faced Eddie instead.

"You ever swam in the lake?" Eddie asked curiously, looking at the shimmering surface.

"A couple of times. It's not dangerous and I think this is the shallow side. We have- had a dock out back. Great for diving." Steve pointed it out and Eddie could just make out the wooden structure jutting into the water. "Sometimes in the summer, the other families would be here. It sucked coming here alone."

They both looked around at the sound of shrieking and yelling in time to see a couple of kids jumping into the lake across from them. Soon enough there was a whole group of them. Although the shrieking was a bit annoying, Eddie couldn't be bothered to move once they started eating. Steve didn't seem to care either but they were a little more reserved with their touching now others could see them. Well, they didn't make out but they were still touchy.

"That was you once upon a time then?" Eddie nodded at the kids now taking turns dunking each other under the water.

"Yeah. I miss being a kid sometimes. We were a lot less judgemental, huh?"

"Yeah but a lot more stupid too. I used to think actors really died in movies. Confused the hell out of me when I saw John Wayne in several cowboy films. Wayne had a hard time explaining it to me." Eddie smacked Steve playfully when he laughed. "Shut up! I bet you believed stupid stuff too!"

"Yeah like the moon is made out of cheese." His laughter subsided and he grabbed Eddie's hand to play with his rings. "Not really. I grew up pretty fast. Had to since I was mostly alone. I never got told silly things like that or how seeds make fruit grow in your stomach. My parents were always so strict. I learned about the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny at school."

"Wow. Your parents really suck."

"I know. So I'm gonna spoil my kids rotten."

Eddie smiled, flipping his hand over to entwine their fingers. "Guess I'm gonna be the strict dad, huh?"

Steve looked up in surprise, searching Eddie's face. After a moment he asked quietly, "You mean that?"

"Yeah, Steve, I do. Like you said the first time we got high together; you're my future." He smiled, leaning forward to kiss Steve quickly. "Maybe four months is a bit early for this kinda shit but oh well, I've never been very good at being normal. Fuck it. We're technically engaged, aren't we? Hell, I've even given you a ring. Why not agree to kids too."

Steve laughed wetly, rubbing at his face to try and hide his tears. "I um, actually have a ring for you too."

"Yeah?"

He nodded and surprisingly, put a hand in the picnic basket to bring out a small velvet box. "Wanted to replace the one I took. I've been carrying this around for a couple of weeks now, waiting for the right moment. Now seems good."

Eddie took the box and carefully opened it. Inside was a thick silver banded ring, inlaid with a black gemstone. He ran his finger over it, surprised at how smoothly it had been embedded. Swallowing back the lump in his throat, he picked it up from the crushed velvet and held it out for Steve to take, offering him his bare right hand. It for perfectly onto his ring finger.

Steve kissed his knuckles and then let him go to examine it. "I got it measured to the same size as your mom's ring so it'd fit. Is it okay?"

"Is it..." Eddie trailed off in disbelief, looking up at Steve and for once in his life was too stunned to speak. He choked out a small laugh, diving across the blanket to hug Steve tight. "It's perfect, Steve."

He didn't think it was possible to love Steve more but somehow, he did.

"Shit, let's get back to the cabin so I can kiss you." They barely made it into the tree line before Eddie was shoving Steve against a tree and kissing him hard. "Thank you," he said sweetly when they broke apart and Steve let out a dazed laugh, taking his hand for the walk back.

With everything back in order and the cushions returned to their rightful position on the bed, it was finally time to go. They lingered on the porch, looking at the closed door, both hesitating.

Steve was the one to voice the feeling. "I'll miss this," he said softly, squeezing Eddie's hand. "Thank you, Eds. I've loved every second of having you all to myself. I'm never gonna forget it."

"Me neither." He turned to kiss Steve, holding him close for a moment. "Come on, we should get going. Back to normal tomorrow."

"Don't remind me." Steve gave him one last squeeze before letting go to get in the car.

The ride back was quiet but comfortable. Eddie put on a new mixtape he'd made with both of their favourite songs to pass the time and got to listen to Steve's quiet singing for his efforts. He looked over at Steve with a smile, taking him in and appreciated how gorgeous he really was.

Eddie just couldn't help himself though when he remembered what Steve was (wasn't) wearing. The first glance was somewhat innocent, just curious to see if Steve's dick was visible. And holy shit it was. Eddie swallowed thickly, looking back out the window before he was caught. It didn't stop him from looking again five minutes later, trying to memorise the curve of his cock underneath the grey sweatpants.

When Steve chuckled, he realised he'd been caught and blushed, staring out at the trees again. "Shut up."

"No, no, it's fine." Steve let out a small, satisfied sigh that had Eddie's head snapping around so fast it hurt. He was trailing his fingers idly along his shaft and starting thumbing the head, a damp spot forming that had Eddie groaning.

"You're a tease."

"Mhmm, what else?"

"You have a fucking amazing dick and I want it in my mouth."

The car swerved as Steve cursed, hastily putting his hand back on the wheel as a horn blared behind them. They both started to laugh as the car blew past them. Steve idly flipped them off and then turned his head slightly, flashing Eddie a smirk. "No one said you couldn't."

"You serious?"

"Sure."

"Don't crash." Eddie was already fumbling with his belt buckle.

Steve sighed as Eddie yanked down his sweatpants, pulling out his half-hard cock. "Depends on how good this blowjob is I suppose."

"Brat." Steve's laughter cut off in a choked gasp as Eddie got to work, taking almost half of his cock in one swallow. He couldn't help feeling proud at that response. Getting better with each try.

He had to pull back though as Steve reached full hardness and risked looking up at him. Steve's face was flushed and he was staring at the road determinedly, knuckles white around the steering wheel. He glanced down when Eddie stopped, raising an eyebrow.

Still cocky. Eddie was going to have to change that.

Going down on Steve again, he impulsively decided to try deepthroating him. Then proceeded to gag. Coughing, he sat up and wiped his mouth. "Fuck, that's harder than I thought."

"Take a deep breath and relax your throat," Steve advised gently, brushing his hair away from where it had stuck to his face. "And maybe put your hair up?"

"Right." Eddie did and composed himself again before leaning back into Steve's lap, bracing his hands on his thighs. He did as suggested, taking a deep breath and relaxing before trying again. This time despite the strange and slightly uncomfortable feeling, he did it. When his nose bumped into Steve's pelvis, Eddie felt very proud of himself.

"That's it, Eds. Holy shit..." Steve's thighs tensed under Eddie's hands, trembling slightly.

Eddie had to stop after a few seconds to catch his breath but then immediately went back down on Steve, taking all of him again. It was a little easier the second time and he managed to control his gag reflex. Steve swore again, accidentally hitting the horn and Eddie would have laughed if he wasn't currently occupied.

"Oh my god, your throat is amazing. I'm not gonna last, Eds." Steve's fingers tangled in his hair, playing with his curls as he stuttered out a sigh. "Please, can I come like this?"

Humming his approval sent Steve over the edge. His grip tightened, keeping Eddie in his lap as he rode out his orgasm. When he was finally released, Eddie sat up and rubbed his throat as he rasped, "That is not easy."

Steve choked out a laugh, still panting as he tucked himself away. When he finally caught his breath, he reached over to take one of Eddie's hands and squeezed it. "You're perfect, Eds."

"Why, thank you. I do try." Resting their hands on his lap, he was surprised when Steve pulled out of his grasp and tugged on his belt buckle. "Yeah?"

"Get your pants down already."

Eddie grabbed his hand, licking his fingers and spitting into his palm, making Steve groan. As soon as his erection was free, Steve's slick hand was around him and god, it was heaven. Sighing in relief, Eddie relaxed back and closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling of Steve's hand on his cock.

"Eds? Your gonna have to do the work here. I've gotta drive."

"Christ, making me do everything." Eddie smiled when Steve scoffed, holding his hand steady so he could fuck into it. "Yeah, just like that."

"You treat my hand better than you did my ass."

"Mhmm, gonna make love to you."

Steve laughed, tightening his grip to make Eddie moan. "Just you wait. When it's my turn I'll show you what lovemaking is."

"That a promise?" Eddie cracked an eye open to look at Steve, smiling when he nodded. "Can't wait. Gonna treat me like a princess and give me the full King Steve experience?"

"Shut up and come already."

"Rude." He refocused on the task at hand - well, Steve's hand - and continued thrusting slowly. "I'm gonna enjoy it. Don't rush me."

Steve took that as a challenge apparently because he started using his thumb on the head of Eddie's cock where he knew he was sensitive.

Eddie whined, trapping his thumb against his shaft. "Stop cheating."

"You love it." Their eyes met briefly as Steve glanced at him and Eddie sighed, letting him go.

Head hitting the headrest and eyes fluttering shut, he let Steve do as he pleased. "Shit, I'm gonna come." He had just enough presence of mind to yank up his shirt before his orgasm hit, hips rutting forward into Steve's grip as he rode it out. Slumping back in the seat, he winced when Steve wiped his hand on his stomach. "That's gross and- fuck. Do we have anything I can clean up with?"

"Uh..."

"Great." Eddie looked down at his stomach and sighed, lifting his shirt a little higher. "Am I gonna have to sit like this the whole way back?"

"Use a sock?"

"Only if it's yours."

Steve laughed and nodded at a sign. "There's a diner in a couple of miles. I'll grab some napkins."

"Just don't park near the building."

Steve parked as far away from it as possible, promising to be quick as he dashed inside. Eddie sighed, squinting around to make sure nobody could see him. Yeah, he'd definitely not thought this through. It was alright for Steve because he could get a blowjob but this... sucked (and not in a good way).

After what felt like forever Steve was back and he dropped a pile of napkins into Eddie's lap, carefully slotting two coffees into holders. He also pulled out a couple of doughnuts from a bag with a loud, "ta-da!"

"My saviour." As Eddie cleaned himself up, he noticed one of the napkins had some writing on it. He picked it up, turning it over to find it was a phone number. "Hey, Steve, what's this?"

Steve blushed, attempting to snatch it away but Eddie held it out of reach. "Uh, probably the waitress' number. She was flirting with me, okay?"

"I wonder why." Eddie looked pointedly at Steve's crotch, grinning when his blush deepened. "Should've thought of that before you decided to go commando. I'm not the only one who can see your dick, sweetheart. And apparently, I'm not the only one impressed by it."

"Shut up." Steve successfully stole the napkin, used it to finish cleaning Eddie's stomach and shoved it in the diner to-go bag. "I couldn't exactly tell her my boyfriend was in the car waiting for me."

"Poor girl."

"I can always go back in there and give her my number."

"Start the car, Steve."

He laughed at the bite in Eddie's tone but did as he was asked, pulling back out onto the highway.

When they got back to Eddie's trailer it was to find Wayne watching the Sunday afternoon game. Which, of course, gave Steve the perfect excuse to stay for a while. He happily sat down with Wayne to talk about it - making sure to put a cushion on his lap - and left Eddie to his own devices. After two whole days of having Steve to himself, Eddie was a little jealous. Which is how he found himself sitting on the couch too, paying little attention to the game as he scribbled in his notebook.

"Are you saying for dinner?" Wayne asked as the game ended and as he made to get up, Steve shot to his feet.

"Let me. It's the least I can do. What were you going to make?"

Wayne slumped back with a relieved sigh and waved at the cupboards. "Whatever you want."

Eddie caught his uncle's eye and smiled as Steve started looking around the kitchen. "You're a sucker for his cooking too, huh?"

"Better than me at any rate. You boys have a good time?"

"It was alright." He laughed when a spatula landed in his lap. "Okay, okay. It was amazing."

"Eddie even went into the woods," Steve whispered in a scandalised voice. "We almost got away without any injuries."

"I cut my finger." He showed Wayne with a roll of his eyes. "Somebody's exaggerating."

"Somebody shouldn't be let loose with a knife."

"There's a reason the sharp knives are kept separate from the normal cutlery." Wayne laughed when Eddie swatted at him. "Eddie can be... enthusiastic."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a danger to myself and those around me. Tell me something I don't know."

Steve made them macaroni and cheese, adding the extra spices so it tasted just like their first date again. Eddie doesn't the entire meal trying not to smile sickeningly at Steve, well aware of Wayne at the table too. Still, he'd sat through worse with him and Claudia.

Just as Eddie had predicted, she was head over heels for Wayne and the two were almost inseparable. Dustin was ecstatic about it, predicting Wayne would be moving in with him and his mother by the end of the year.

And that left Eddie with... options. Go with Wayne, stay at the trailer or maybe move in with Steve? He didn't know and hadn't even brought it up with Steve yet. Besides, that was a long way away. For now, he was trying not to drown in homework and exam stress.

With it getting dark, it was time for Steve to go. Eddie lingered in the doorway with him, waiting for Wayne to get distracted by the tv to lean in and kiss him. "Thanks for staying a while."

"Come on, Eds, there's nowhere I'd rather be."

Steve turned on the steps and gave Eddie a warm smile, one that made butterflies erupt in his stomach. Which was really stupid considering they were dating and had been for months now. Eddie tried to play it cool, leaning against the doorframe and making a shooing motion. "Go on then. I'll see you tomorrow no doubt."

"You break my heart."

"I'm sure."

Still, Steve hesitated. He looked around even though there was no one about and then quickly kissed Eddie. "I already miss you."

Eddie almost dragged him back inside. Instead, he pressed a hand to Steve's chest, right over his heart and kissed him again. "I love you, Steve but you gotta go home. I will see you tomorrow after school, okay?"

"Okay." This time it was Eddie who couldn't let go. He fisted Steve's shirt as he took a step back and almost caused him to fall. He laughed and lifted Eddie's hand to kiss his knuckles. "Love you too, Eds. Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow." He shut the door as Steve's car disappeared behind another trailer. When he caught sight of Wayne's smirk he held up a threatening finger. "Not a word."

"So you don't want to talk about that shiny new ring?"

"Nope! Goodnight, Wayne!"

Eddie came rushing out to show him before he left for work.