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Steve's trousers were already unbearably tight around his crotch but he had no one else to blame but himself after fantasizing about Eddie with his rings on washing his own body thoroughly. Steve licked his lips and listened carefully to the water running in the shower, splashing over Eddie's body. They normally didn’t shower together unless Steve demanded he wanted it but restrained himself from doing it too much since he knew Eddie was a little uncomfortable about it especially since the whole Vecna fiasco. Eddie loved his alone time while showering instead of having sex against the shower wall. He always complained the morning after about how painful his body was after being pushed against the cold stones and fucked mercilessly.
Steve’s head snapped up and looked at the door leading to the bathroom. It was then when the water was turned off and Steve’s breath hitched. His cock that was begging for attention was now uncomfortably pushing against the thick fabric to get out. He brought his hand down and palmed it. The friction he so desperately needed made him buck up against his warm palm and he let out a stifled moan. He knew if he continued doing this, he wouldn’t be able to get up so he forced himself to pull away and stood up, ignoring the tenting in his trousers. Eddie would soon come out, open the door with nothing but a risky, small towel wrapped snugly around his frame. He made it a habit to wrap it around him dangerously low so his hip bones were showing. Since a few days Eddie teased Steve by parading around half naked for longer than necessary. Steve knew that Eddie was pushing the boundaries, teasing him until he got punished. But today Steve was getting back at him. Steve was in charge, not Eddie. He could call the shots, he could control him, his Eddie. Steve crouched down on his knees and glanced over his shoulder where the door was still closed. That must mean Eddie was now drying himself off before walking to the living room with merely that small towel. It was enough time to open the chest and get out the necessary objects. He slid them in the pocket of his trousers before hiding the chest again and getting up on his feet.
It was right on time and Eddie came out. His hair was half-dried and small droplets of water still ran over his shoulders that he failed to dry correctly. If Steve cast his eyes more downward, he could see the tattoos and the scars over the skin. Some were still pink, the brutal ones, but most of them were white. The Demobats took a good turn on Eddie and he even died for a minute back there but Steve had saved him. A thin trail of sparse hairs surrounded Eddie’s belly button, making a path that disappeared under that damned towel.
Eddie pretended not to hear nor see the eyes scanning him and remained completely oblivious even though they both knew better.
Steve merely watched and tried to pinch up his face so Eddie knew he was frustrated by his behavior, while secretly his insides were twisting from the anticipation of what he was going to do to him.
“Come here,” Steve said, dropping his voice an octave lower, not even close to Eddie’s velvet voice that would make him come just from hearing him talk dirty. Eddie immediately cast his eyes downwards as a pose of submission.
“Did I do something wrong, sir?” They had some arguments about the use of the word: Sir. It came down to Eddie wanting to call him master but Steve wasn’t comfortable with that idea since he didn’t like the term master. So they made a compromise and chose: sir.
“You know what you did. You’re teasing me, darling. I don’t like that.” With that, he took out the first object and heard a small gasp from his lover. He chuckled and turned the object in his hand like he was inspecting it even though he did enough of that already.
“Do you like this one? I bought it just for you.” It was a special one, indeed, also expensive. It was high-quality wood. One side was completely bare and flat with a small surface so the sting would be directed on one spot more, making it hurt more as well. The other side had a word carved in it that if you used enough strength, it would leave an imprint.
“Over my knee.” Eddie obviously heard the determination in his voice and swallowed thickly as he shuffled on his feet. He had to admit he loved being spanked but it still made him self-conscious even with all the things they’d done. Nothing was taboo for them, and he knew the spanking was merely the beginning of the night. Apparently, he was hesitating too long because suddenly Steve tugged at the towel and it fell down. His cock was half hard. A bit of precum was gathered at the top where his head was still a bit hidden in his foreskin. He had no time to glare at Steve who was eyeing his naked form when Steve pulled him towards him. He obediently laid over his lap with his arse in the air and was pleased to notice Steve was hard too.
Steve stared at two juicy arsecheeks up in the air, just waiting to turn into a pretty pink color. He placed his left hand on Eddie’s back to keep him down with his face on the couch so his words were muffled as the other hand that was holding the paddle was stroking his cheeks.
“Why do you think you deserve to be punished?” Eddie breathed harshly and irregularly and did his best to push his arse even more up. The action made his back arch and his thighs burned from holding himself up even though he could lower himself, he preferred being as close to Steve as possible.
“I-I don’t know, sir.” It was the wrong answer, he knew why he was being pulled over his knee.
“Wrong!” He raised his tone and brought the paddle in the air. Before Eddie could register what was happening, the paddle was lowered onto him with a hard smack. If Steve wasn’t pinning him down, he would’ve jumped from his lap. The wood merely made it even more painful. He whimpered slightly and squirmed in Steve’s grip. Steve was so hypnotized by the adorable sounds he made that he forgot to ask another question, which meant another chance to spank him.
“Again. Why are you in this position?” Eddie now took careful time to really respond to that question but it took too long.
“Answer, slut!” Another smack. He could barely hold himself together and tears started to escape the corner of his eyes when there were three more spanks on his arse. It was a pure pleasure that made his eyes water.
“Don’t be so greedy,” Steve hissed the next second, setting down the paddle to his right and went to massage and knead his cheeks. Eddie let out a muffled moan and turned his head a bit more so his left cheek was pressed against it which made him look at the room instead of the couch.
“Because I teased. "That's why I'm here," he eventually said, his voice steady. A secret smirk played on his lips as he knew exactly what he was going to do next. "That's right, and I also don't appreciate your tone. You forgot to add: Sir, to the sentence." Eddie Munson, pinned into the cushions, nodded as best he could. He wasn't getting away without being punished properly. "I'm going to make you so desperate, darling. You'll beg and whine for more," Steve promised. Eddie obviously had a small hatred against being forced to beg and always denied it and tried to hold it in, letting Steve tease him until he was a sobbing mess and he would beg. That’s what Steve was aiming for. He picked up the paddle once more and turned it in his hand to have the word on top that would imprint rather nicely on Eddie’s bare arse.
Without any warning, he held it in the air and smacked it on his right cheek to make him howl aloud. His hips jerked against Steve’s thighs which also made his erection twitch slightly at the pain mixed with pleasure. Tears were freely running down his face, dripping down his chin and falling on the fabric of the sofa which absorbed them immediately like water absorbing salt. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the word slowly appearing. “Did you….use the other side, sir?” Eddie asked hesitantly without raising his head from the sofa. He should’ve guessed he’d figured it out already since the texture must feel different and he was smart enough to figure it out himself. “I did. You’re looking lovely.” He stroked his hand up and down the small of his back before going more down until it went over the raise of his cheek where the word was imprinted. Whore. “Are you able to obey me now? Can you be a good boy for me? The punishment isn’t over yet, though. I’m going to make you so desperate to come you’d do anything for me.”
Eddie's arousal was clearly evident from the way his hips made small little jerks against his thigh, hoping for some kind of friction on his aching hard cock that was poking him. Steve couldn’t deny that his erection was standing up as well although he ignored it for the time being. This was about Eddie. All attention was directed towards him today. He didn’t fail to miss the curt nod Eddie gave him, filled with excitement and curiosity. Steve got a pleasing smirk on his lips and unshrunk the next item he had waited to use for. This object wasn’t new but not exactly one they’d played much with. It was definitely one of their shared interests, not that the paddle wasn’t, but this one was different. It was more intense even when it wasn’t meant to hurt someone. It was something that indicated Steve obviously had more power than him, he had a higher status, he was the dominant and Eddie was submissive. Everything would depend on him when they played, even the body’s natural reaction.
“Raise your arse, sweetie,” Steve cooed in that annoying, mocking voice that made Eddie growl. He hated that voice and still, Steve didn’t stop using it every now and then, just to see that reaction come out. That low grumble made his throat vibrate. As expected, Eddie complied with the order and arched his back more. It clearly wasn’t high enough because the next thing he knew and Steve’s warm hand was resting on his burning bum. Steve chuckled. His hand made soothing circles on the cheek that had the imprint, pressing his palm down and changing the pressure in general to hear his hisses and moans. Then, the hand drifted down so slow it was nearly considered as torture, enough to drive a person insane with lust and desperation. A finger slipped between his cleft without spreading his cheeks so he could see the index disappearing in between two fleshy globes. He could feel it when he passed Eddie’s hole. The furled skin that clenched when he brushed over it in an attempt to suck it inside of him. He was unprepared and it was one of the countless reasons why Steve went past it without delay.
Eddie’s hips made a pathetic hump and then a growl of frustration was heard. Steve paid no attention to it, going even lower until his warm palm could cup the heavy balls. He tickled it softly with his fingers, feeling the texture of the pale balls and the wrinkled skin, giving Eddie the illusion he was going soft on him all of the sudden. Eddie apparently thought he would because he somehow thought he could move without being ordered to do so? Gasping, jerking his hips, rolling and humping. With the last evil thoughts running through Steve’s mind, he flexed his hand in one motion to successfully crush his balls but not enough to go over the limit of pleasure and pain. Eddie simply howled out, immediately trying to get away from that hand by raising his arse exactly as Steve instructed earlier.
“Fucking hell, Steve,” Eddie shrieked when he finally recovered from the sudden change, still panting. “Should’ve done what I said, pet.” Eddie sighed and Steve merely smiled, happy with the improved position although the tone didn’t quite do it for him. He let it go for this time, only because he had much more in mind. He took the chance and grabbed a firm hold of Eddie’s cock. It twitched in his grasp as Steve snaked his other hand around Eddie’s body to slide the ring over the head that was now fully visible and leaking with precum, almost red looking from how much he wanted to come. The black ring slipped on easily with the amount of precum but Steve started to get some trouble with the last part where Eddie’s cock was unusually thick, unlike the average. It was long too, but thin, and the base thicker. He concentrated to get it on safely and finally managed to get it all the way to the beginning. Two other rubber bands were snapped around his balls to keep them tight and pulled away from each other while the bigger ring was forced over his cock to keep him from cumming. It made a lovely sight, truly wonderful. Angry veins were throbbing around the length, clearly close but hopefully this will stop him before the fun was gone.
“Such a pretty whore.” Eddie pressed his cheek more into the soft cushions of the couch to muffle his moan but since Steve’s hand was still wrapped around his cock, he could feel the twitch. With one last slap on his balls, he retrieved his hand. “Come suck me off, now.”
He helped Eddie climb off his lap because the majority of his legs had fallen asleep from being forced into one position too long and Steve winced at his own forgetfulness that he hadn’t switched it up after the paddling. He was also disappointed Eddie hadn’t told him but he ignored it for now. During aftercare, they’ll review everything they’ve done, what could’ve gone better, what their favorite part is and making sure they both felt loved and cared for. Eddie got on his knees with wobbly feet and little balance after stretching. The heels of his feet were pushing into the flesh of his pink arse, making him squirm uncomfortable and let out a low-pitched whine. Steve glanced at his strained trousers and Eddie luckily understood he had a free range to touch him without any orders. There was a small wet patch at the front, barely noticeable since the fabric itself was dark and thick, but Eddie noticed. He bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smirking and both of his hands started to reach for the zipper when Steve stopped him. “Ah, ah. I forgot to tell you you can’t use your hands.” With that he began to bound the soft ropes around Eddie’s wrists, taking them behind his back and tying them together.
“Sir!” Eddie said, a hint of anger. Steve merely raised his chin to look down at him and raised an eyebrow. Eddie’s nostrils flared in frustration although he could see his dick hardening more after flagging a bit, seeing it strain against the ring at the base and the ones around his balls. He shuffled forward, casting one more irritating look at Steve before lowering his head in the crease where his leg met his pelvis. His trousers were still fully buttoned up and Eddie took his time to nuzzle his face in the crease, sniffing and rubbing his right cheek against the fabric. Steve’s cock was so hard he was on the edge of exploding and had to hold himself back to not thrust up against Eddie’s willing face. He watched, aware of his heartbeat pounding almost out of his ribcage and the quick rising and falling in his chest. His legs were spread in the most manhandling way ever and he knew Eddie liked that, knew Eddie loved it when someone took the lead and showed him where he belonged.
When Eddie was done exploring every inch of his trousers and the bulge….he hesitated slightly, cheeks pink from embarrassment, and leaned down. He did his best to get the little zipper between his teeth and when he finally got it, he clamped down onto it as his life depended on it. Meanwhile, his nose had no place to go so it pressed against Steve’s abdomen. He breathed in harshly from the effort and concentration and pulled the zipper down which frequently got stuck when it collided with the fabric of the trousers. Steve got more turned on with every second, enjoying the blush, humiliation, submissiveness and simply his lover for who he was. The zipper was pulled down and again Eddie looked up for….approval, mockery? Steve didn’t know exactly and looked down to his lap. Drool stuck to the metal zipper and his trousers had some wet spots in places where Eddie's mouth had lingered too long. “That’s a good job, pet. C’mon, show me what a good boy you are and get my cock out.”
“Yes, sir,” he whispered and went right back into his task. His teeth once again grabbed the fabric and pulled it down in multiple yanks while Steve helped by raising his hips off the couch and using his own hands to get them down more. They both ignored the help but he was sure Eddie was grateful for it. Lastly, were the pants that came off the same way and finally Steve’s cock hit the cold, fresh air in their quarters. He hissed from the pleasant feeling, the friction even the air caused to his aching prick. His hand reached out to rest on top of Eddie’s head, threading his fingertips through the soft locks and gently pushing his head down. At the first touch, the first touch between the tongue and his bare skin, his eyelids fluttered shut. He was surrounded by the wet, tight heat of his throat. His tongue pressed on the underside of his cock, where the length met the head. His fingers tightened and he twisted the black hair in his grip causing Eddie to moan around his cock. His lips were stretched around the base and his nose crushed against the trimmed pubic hair. Steve saw his hips thrusting against the ground in the hope of friction.
“You like that, are you hard? Yeah, you love sucking my dick. It gets you so hard you’re desperately humping the floor.” He let out a huff of breath, “fucking pathetic.” He took out the next item and knew Eddie loved it. They played with it a lot. He clipped it around his neck after swiping away the hair. It was a black, leather collar with the word; Darling carved into the front of the tag hanging on it. He smirked and got the leather leash while Eddie waited patiently with his mouth around his cock. He attached it to the little, metal ring at the back and wrapped it around his palm multiple times and pulled a little. Eddie fell forward with his nose painfully in his pubic hair, almost making it impossible to breathe properly. Steve couldn’t hold it anymore when Eddie looked up at him through those eyelashes, with those lustful eyes. He exchanged one last look before closing his eyes and began to hump against his face. His cock kept hitting the back of his throat over and over again. Eddie had no gag reflex but even with this brutal pace, some sounds were forced out. Gags and moans. He felt his orgasm rapidly approaching, moaning throatily through it. It was more intense than some of the others he had, they always were when Eddie was so submissive and on his knees to serve him.
“I’m- going to come. Take it- Pet, take it all. Swallow for me,” he panted through his buildup. It finally arrived and all he could do was practically scream, holding down his lover’s hair in an iron grip to smash his nose against his pelvis again. He jerked and bucked as much as he could and the climax came. His mouth went slack and his head was too heavy for his neck to hold so he let it roll back with his eyes, having one last moan before shooting his come in Eddie’s mouth. Steve eased his cock out all the way, watching excessive globs of saliva gathered on his length and falling on the floor. Eddie had his eyes closed, enjoying every second of it and following whatever Steve wanted to do to him. He pulled off with a plop, adoring the sound. He was pleased to note Eddie’s mouth was still full with all his come, a bit of it dribbling out of the corner of his mouth. “Beautiful. Do you see that, pet? Such a messy boy.” Eddie nodded eagerly and shifted uncomfortably. He dragged his thumb over his lips, collecting the last bits of spunk that couldn’t go to waste. “Open up, darling.” He parted his lips and Steve took the first opportunity to dive his thumb in his mouth. He felt the come lying uselessly on his tongue and pressed down, making Eddie gag. “Swallow,” he ordered after using his finger to move around the come. His lips were plump, bright red with a glossy layer of saliva. Steve gave in with the urge to kiss him and pulled him forwards by the leash. He slipped his tongue inside, giving wet and messy kisses. They were both panting and the head of Eddie’s cock was now on the verge of purple.
A sprinkle of concern came into the back of his mind. “Colour?” he asked, hoping he hadn’t crossed the line by leaving the ring on too long. Eddie wasn’t particularly a fan of being held back to this level. Eddie merely smirked. “Green, sir. Please, give me more!” Steve chuckled and lifted him on his lap again until Eddie was straddling him. One of his strong, pale thighs was on one side of Steve’s leg and the other surrounded the same leg from the other side, trapping one leg between his thighs. Steve’s other leg was spread more away from him so that he could easily sit on his knee. Eddie let out a hiss when his arse came in contact with Steve’s knee. “Last part, darling. It’s something new.” He didn’t know whether or not the man would enjoy it but hoped he would. It wasn’t particularly intense or painful, not even complicated. It was more….exposing and humiliating. Eddie gave him a skeptical look but didn’t say anything and kept his posture straight. Steve smiled mercilessly at the confused frown and licked his lips while giving a little yank at the leash. Eddie had no way of balancing himself when his hands were still tied behind his back so he had to depend it all on Steve by trusting him. Which luckily he did because he trusted him enough to let himself fall forward with the movement. Steve planted one hand on his hip and the other still on the leash to guide him and kept quiet, not expecting but hoping Eddie would do what he wanted to himself.
“You didn’t give me an order, sir,” Eddie said confusedly when he remained quiet. Steve rubbed his hip and sagged more into the couch. Their faces were now the same height. “Hump my leg.” Immediately, like expected, Eddie’s entire face went bright red. His eyes went big with disbelief and his lips parted to say something. His strained cock trapped in the ring gave a little twitch. “I-” he shook his head, the brown curtains falling in front of his face. Steve sighed patiently and tucked the hair behind his ear and lifted his head when he saw his eyes were cast downwards to their laps. “Why not?” Steve whined, shocked by how desperate he sounded. Eddie’s lip curled up, not from disgust but amusement.
“You’ll be able to-” he took a breath, “it’s a very exposing position.” Steve didn’t mention they had positions that exposed more. “And….doesn’t that look strange?” All the hesitant questions revolved around the fact that Eddie was, indeed, a very insecure person. Insecure about his body, the way he looked, the way people perceive him. “Darling, I wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t want to see you do it. I think you look absolutely ravishing right now. Even more if you perhaps….ride my thigh?” Eddie whined, unconsciously jerking his hips and successfully dragging his cock over Steve’s bare thigh.
“Alright but- Don’t make fun of me or I’ll stop,” Eddie warned. “Never, pet. I would never.” That’s when he knew he was going to do a lot of praising throughout this process and was absolutely ready to see Eddie lose control on his leg. It started with small, shy movements. Steve encouraged every step, praising until Eddie lost control more and more by dragging his cock over his thigh more violently, more desperate. It was so fucking hot Steve nearly came again. Precum was sticking to his skin, more with each thrust.
“You’re doing so well. Fuck, look at you. Pet, you’re so goddamn hot. C’mon, harder. Faster, Darling.” Eddie’s breath was coming out in hitches, his hips were thrusting so irregular and so hard he could barely see him move. The nails from the hands tied behind his back dug into the skin of his wrists. He had no idea he could lose control like this, in this sort of way. Never thought he could get off on this, with a mere thigh and encouragement from Steve.
“That’s it. Work for it. C’mon, you can’t get off at this pace.” Eddie whined, moaned and yelped when Steve yanked the leash and the fingers on his other hand started pinching his pink nipples sending jolts of electricity through his body down to his cock. “You’re close. Hmm, you're like a doggie in heat.” Eddie nodded, he was on the edge of climaxing. It was so close yet that blasted ring was in the way of his orgasm. Steve smirked when he noticed the signs. Erratic thrusts, nose scrunched up in pleasure and pebbled nipples. Almost on cue, he reached down to grab the rubber ring and slid it off. Eddie’s eyes snapped open in shock and when he looked into Steve’s eyes, his body went rigid. His mouth shook and his eyelids fluttered shut. He moaned with one last thrust and spilt every drop of come over Steve’s thigh.
“Steve, Steve. Fuck- I.” Eddie felt boneless and collapsed against Steve. Steve quickly wrapped his arms around his thin torso and pulled him closer.
“Did you like that? I knew you would. You looked so fucking stunning, darling.” Eddie nodded with all the energy they had and was vaguely aware that Steve picked him up and brought him right through the door to the bathroom.
“I’m going to clean you,” he whispered. Eddie’s whole vision blurred and he giggled childishly when he felt himself being lowered into lukewarm water. Steve shushed him, petting his hair.
“That feels nice, doesn’t it?” He couldn’t answer but he felt like floating. It was like the bliss he never had.
Steve watched his partner’s eyes close and open multiple times through the washing. He did his best to clean everything away. He was exhausted, so was Eddie if he guessed merely from his appearance. His hands roamed over his body with soap lathering the pale skin. He hummed softly, sleeves rolled up to his elbows to avoid the fabric getting wet.
He made sure Eddie wasn’t hurt and carefully lowered him onto the bed and right at that moment his eyes went open again, just a splint.
“Steve. Love you,” he whispered through a yawn. Steve smiled.
“Love you too.” When he was done cleaning the living room, he went back to the bedroom where Eddie was laying. He was now fast asleep. He actually planned to review their scene but it could wait. Now, all he wanted to do was collapse beside Eddie and cuddle all day. Just cherish this special moment where he could see the partner he loved being so relaxed. It was then when he realized how happy the both of them were, and that he never wanted to let him go.