Steve loved spending time with his boyfriend. He also loved spending time at his boyfriend's place. A year after they defeated Vecna, life was finally feeling more normal. Or as normal as life could be after nearly being eaten alive by giant freaky bats. But Steve didn't mind trading a few scars for the man sitting a room away.

It had been a freakishly hot day in Hawkins and the AC at Family Video gave out halfway through Steve's shift. He had definitely soaked through his shirt and was ready to take a nice cold shower.

Steve stood in front of Eddie's bathroom mirror and stared at his reflection. He was covered in scars but his chest hair was growing back long enough to cover the more gnarly ones. He used to hate the way they looked but after Eddie, that all changed.

Eddie worshiped Steve's body and he did the same in return. The two had very different builds but in a way, it felt like they were built for each other. Steve was wider and had more muscle build just due to sports in High School whereas Eddie was slim but was somehow just as strong as Steve was. Eddie was beautiful. Scars and tattoos covered his body and Steve loved tracing his fingers along each one while laying in bed. But he also loved running his tongue along his textured skin, especially after a long hot day. That thought snapped him out of his trance and noticed the tent starting to form in his boxers.

"It's a good thing I'm about to shower" he sighed, turning around to lean against the sink.

His eyes fell to the floor in front of him and thrown carelessly about a few band T-shirts, his own clothes, and a pair of Hawkins High boxers. He was shocked the first time he saw Eddie walking around in them, the school pride catching him off guard but there they were again, sitting in a pile of dirty laundry at his feet.

Steve never saw himself as gross growing up. He was definitely the opposite. Needed things in order and clean. From his clothes to his hair to his room, but as he got older and the pressure of parents that were never around anymore lifted, he slowly got more comfortable in being a normal teen boy. But then Billy came into his life.

Billy was absolutely disgusting. If Steve could pinpoint what he smelled like at any given time, it would be sweat, spit, stale beer, and cigarettes. They weren't together long before the mind flayer so crudely took him away but during their time together, Steve found out maybe he was just as gross as Billy. Honestly, maybe even more than Billy was.

But there he was, Eddie's boxers now in his hands and shoving them into his face. They smelled like sweat and dried cum but they also smelled like Eddie and that was absolutely intoxicating to him. Sweet and musky and somehow even his underwear smelled of cigarette smoke and weed. Steve let out a soft moan into them as there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"You doing okay in there sweetheart? You've been in there for a good fifteen minutes and I didn't hear the water start yet." Eddie's voice had a slight concern to its tone and before Steve could respond the door swung open causing him to jump slightly, forgetting the boxers in his hand.

"Whatcha got there Stevie? Are those mine?" Eddie gave him a shit-eating grin and pinned him to the counter, closing and locking the bathroom door behind him. "You a little panty sniffer Harrington? Gonna use these to get yourself off?"

Steve turned dark red and stumbled over his words but before he could get anything out, the underwear was snatched from his hands and stuffed into his open mouth.

"Bite down and on your knees you little slut." Eddie purred into Steve's ear and without any hesitation, he did as he was told.

"Never took you for being this freaky Harrington. You definitely surprised me on this one." Eddie was running his hands through Steve's hair and sharply pulled back, forcing the boy to look up at him. "Now if you are good, maybe I'll let you put that pretty face against the real thing. Is that what you want, puppy? Want me to shove that pretty face of yours into my cock?"

At this point, Steve was shaking and the thought made him moan into the boxers shoved in between his teeth. They tasted almost exactly how they smelled and god he wanted to just drop to his knees and let Eddie shove his dick as far down his throat as he could. He nodded violently, wanting nothing more than to have Eddie use him.

"You know the drill baby, three taps of it's too much." Steve nodded back, absolutely terrified but more than excited to be used as a toy for his beautiful boyfriend. Eddie slowly slid his jeans down, revealing nothing under them and causing Steve to let out another obscure moan at the sight of his boyfriend's erect cock. No matter how many times he saw it, it still almost killed him a little bit.

Eddie, still with the tight grip on his hair, shoved Steve's face against his hard cock and all he could do in response was moan and inhale the smell of his boyfriend. He absolutely reeked and god did that make Steve's own cock twitch which Eddie seemed to notice as well.

"Jesus, look at you pretty boy, already so worked up." Eddie ran his long fingers through Steve's hair and suddenly pulled his head up to look at him.

All Steve could do was whimper. He was quickly becoming overstimulated and the salty boxers were starting to feel heavy in his mouth. A muffled moan escaped his mouth as Eddie's foot pushed down on his obnoxiously hard cock. His hips twitched upwards in response to the pressure and he was met with Eddie's grasp on his hair tightening.

"Now now kitten, you be patient and you'll get relief as a reward but for now I want you to keep still and be good for me, can you do that?" Eddie's voice had dropped and it had Steve captivated before nodding violently in response.

"Okay good. Now keep your eyes on me, princess." Eddie smirked as he slowly started to stroke himself, Steve's mouth watering at the sight.

He could feel his whole body heating up and try as he might, could not keep eye contact with the man standing over him. His gaze kept drifting down to watch Eddie's hands. Steve was infatuated with the way his hands looked. They were slender and long and the silver from his rings complemented his fair skin. Steve loved it when Eddie kept his rings on while he fucked him. The larger ones leave shaped bruises on his things or lighter marks around his neck. Steve would do anything to always have Eddie touching him. Steve snapped back out of the trance he was under with another push of Eddie's foot.

"You doing okay there Stevie? I think I lost you there for a minute." Steve's eyes shot back up to meet Eddie's, noticing his hand movements increasing in speed. "Can't have you looking away from this babes."

The pressure against Steve's cock was slowly increasing and Eddie slowly started rocking his foot as well. The movement caused Steve's eyes to flutter shut and try to lull his head back further but was held firm in Eddie's grasp. He wasn't sure how much longer he would last at this point and his hips twitched up. At Steve's movements, Eddie removed his foot and moved the hand from Steve's hair to his chin, grabbing him hard enough that Steve knew he'd have bruises the next day.

"What did I tell you about being patient? You need to stay still, princess." Eddie grinned as he smacked his leaking cock on Steve's face.

Eddie chuckled, "This get your attention sweetheart? I'm gonna turn that pretty face of yours into a work of art."

Steve choked as he watched Eddie speed up his hand movements. The boxers in his mouth were drenched at this point and muffled the obscene noises that he was producing. He could tell Eddie was close and he wanted nothing more than to be right along with him. Grinding down the best he could into the floor, he could feel the grip on his face tighten.

He really wanted to be good and listen to the man above him but sometimes it was fun to see how far he could go before Eddie caved in one way or another. This time around it seemed to be in Steve's favor as his boyfriend's moans started to get louder.

"Fuck you're so pretty Stevie." Hearing the praise coming from the older boy caused the lewdest noise Steve had ever heard himself make in his whole life and it definitely did something to Eddie.

Seconds later, hot, white ropes covered Steve's red face. A pitiful whine fell from his lips as he pushed the now very solid boxers out of his mouth, taking a large breath as he licked as much of Eddie's cum off his face as possible without exerting too much energy. The grip on his chin loosened and Steve slumped to the floor.

"You didn't listen to me tonight. We are gonna have to work on that one." Steve felt Eddie's eyes look him up and down before leaning down.

"Okay pretty boy, but now it's time for a shower." Eddie slowly helped Steve off the floor and sat him on the toilet seat as he got the shower started.

"Fine, but only if you take one with me." Steve huffed as he shifted on the seat.

"Oh, you're cute to think I wasn't going to. I'm not done with you yet."