Head Over Heels - Steddie

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TW: SMUT

The clock on Steve's bedside table said that it was Wednesday, 2:31 am, but Steve felt like it had been a year or two since he sat in Eddie's lap. He didn't know what had happened, they had been kissing, chatting and spent a few hours laughing together on his bed until the point where both of them had dozed off next to each other.

He had woken up twenty minutes ago, the first thing he did being to try to go back to sleep, but now he was laying here, wide awake and reckless in his bed in the middle of the night. The fact that Eddie was laying less than a meter way from him made his stomach tickle, and his hand to slowly follow the outline of his shirt and slide inside it to stroke his stomach. He wanted to be touched. He wanted to touch.

"Eddie?" Steve whispered into the dark silence. He felt stupid, cause a part of him knew that Eddie was asleep. But he still felt like it was important making sure before he did something stupid.

He could hear it moving next to him, and suddenly he was looking into a pair of eyes next to him. They were dark, almost not visible, but probably the most beautiful thing he had seen in such darkness before. Sparkling from the smallest light shining in through the window.

"Yeah?" Eddie whispered back. His voice was raspy and somewhat cranky. Steve stroke his stomach while swallowing hard. He wanted to be touched so badly. So, so badly. But he didn't know how to say it. He didn't know how to express how much he wanted to be touched, how much he wanted Eddie to touch him.

"I-I'm.." Steve's hushed voice broke and he cleared his throat instantly. He could hear Eddie swallow next to him, and Steve had never missed someone lips more than he did right now. The hand on his stomach was fighting to not go further down, even though he wasn't laying alone in his bed right now. "Can you touch me?" He questioned at last, his voice unstable and nervous. He didn't look at Eddie, his eyes was stuck in the ceiling and he didn't even dare to look away.

"I can touch you." Eddie repeated next to him, crawling a little closer to Steve and slowly placed his hand around his chin. "What do you want me to do, Harrington?" He whispered, stroking Steve's jawline with his thumb. Steve swallowed loudly, his hand slowly making it's way around on his torso. From his stomach, to up between his chest, on his ribs, on his left chest, and on his collars.

"I-" he sighed. He knew exactly what he wanted Eddie to do, but he still had the problem to put it into words. "I wanna kiss you, and... I want you to..." Steve finally looked at Eddie with his hand still around his chin. He felt a spurt of confidence and pleasure make its way into him. "I can't wait any longer. I want you around me. I want anything of yours around me." Steve sighed loudly.

Eddie looked at him, deep in the eyes, as he sat up next to Steve and slowly grabbed his sweater, starting to pull it. Steve sat up in a second, stretching up his arms to help Eddie to pull it off. Steve could feel how the coldness of having a bare torso hit him like a tossed sheet as he laid back in the bed, the soft duvet feeling amazing against his naked back.

"You too." He whispered, Eddie biting his bottom lip as he pulled off his own T-shirt, feeling Steve's hands land on his stomach as fast as the fabric had been tossed on the floor.

Eddie slowly leaned down over him with his hands on each side of Steve's shoulders. They were still having eye contact, and it didn't break until Eddie finally leaned down and collided their lips. Steve's lips were dry, and Eddie didn't waste a second before he licked them wet and pushed his tongue inside Steve's mouth. Steve couldn't help but to let out a soft whine as their tongues started to swirl around each other, wet and softly.

"Tell me." Eddie breathed as they broke apart. He looked Steve in the eyes for a second before he started using his mouth on him again, kissing his cheeks, chin, and followed the wet kisses down his neck and his collars.

Steve didn't understand at all what Eddie was pointing at, but all the kissing was starting to drive him crazy. The saliva getting placed all over his skin was warm, wet and made him realise even more how much he wanted to have something pumping around him.

"Tell you what?" Steve bit his bottom lip as he closed his eyes, taking in the feeling of Eddie kissing his neck on another level. It was all he could focus on, the feeling of Eddie's touches.

"Tell me you want to fuck me, Harrington. That you want me around your.." Eddie whispered and his right hand stroke over Steve's arm and down his chest and stomach, finally getting placed on top of his jeans zipper. Steve whined loudly. ".. very hard dick."

"Yes, yes, please, I want to fuck you." Steve groaned as he threw his head in the pillow under his head. His hand flew up to his face and got placed over his eyes. He didn't understand what was going on anymore, or well, what was going on inside of him. But he loved it. He loved it so much. "I want to fuck you... so bad." Steve took in a sharp breath as he felt how Eddie's hand started to move.

He could feel how the button of his jeans got opened, and how the zipper was slowly pushed down, exposing his boxers underneath. And in Eddie's actions, Steve eventually realised that Eddie was probably just as excited to please Steve as he was hoping for him to be. And that made it just even better.

"Would you be okay if I pull down you-"

"Do it already. Please, Eddie." Steve breathed loudly and he could feel Eddie nod before he grabbed a hold of Steve's both jeans and boxers, pushing them down in one go, leaving him even more exposed. Eddie didn't hesitate one second before he grabbed Steve's dick and started moving his hand up and down. Every centimetre inside of him felt amazing knowing that he was pleasing the boy next to him.

"Oh.. fuck.." Steve moaned quietly as he let one of his hands get placed on the back of Eddie's head and push him down to his face, their lips starting to share wet and thirsty kisses while Eddie's hand was still pumping Steve's dick up and down. "It feels so good." He breathed against Eddie's lips. "So, so good, Munson."

Eddie whimpered against Steve's lips, his hand going faster and faster. Neither of the boys couldn't focus on anything, the only thought running through the head was pleasing and getting pleased.

"Eddie.." Steve whispered, his fingers taking a tight grip around Eddie's hair. "I'm gonna.. I'm gonna cum if you continue doing it so fast." Steve couldn't help but to release a deep moan after speaking. Eddie chuckled lightly and Steve could feel the smirk against his lips as Eddie started going even faster and tightened the grip even more. He wanted Steve to cum, he wanted to hear and feel it.

It didn't take more than a minute before Steve released with a high groan, his hands placed on Eddie's hair and shoulder, pushing him down against his chest. Both of them breathed loudly of exhaustion. Eddie pushed himself up a minute later, crawled off the bed and left the room, but returned almost immediately with a roll of toilet paper in his hand.

"Paper." He said as he handed it to Steve and laid down next to him on the bed again. Eddie watched as Steve ripped of a part of the paper and started to clean himself, tossed the paper on the floor and pulled up his boxers and jeans again, still breathing unstable.

"Do you.. wanna cuddle?"

"Definitely." Steve turned around and wrapped himself around Eddie, his head placed perfectly against his chest and arm. Eddie laughed lightly and wrapped his arms around Steve. Both of them felt really good, and Steve was just happy that he didn't feel ashamed. Cause he absolutely loved it all.