I wouldn't say it hurts... [ he wonders if eddie's new weird vampire powers do anything else. if he can tell when steve's lying or something now. not that he's lying.
it doesn't hurt. well, no, it hurts but it doesn't only hurt. the pain comes with a hint of something else that steve could name but really doesn't want to when this is about dinner for eddie. so he spends what is dubbed as 'feeding time' with his hands on eddie's shoulders, telling himself he'll push eddie away if he goes too far, while listening to eddie moan over his meal and trying to think about horrible things like wrinkly old women so he doesn't chub up or blow a load in his jeans while serving as glorified snack.
steve's not sure how his life came to this.
he would laugh because eddie munson came back from the upside down a vampire, while steve's been coming back with more scars and trauma than he can count? where are his super powers? it can't be the babysitting thing. but he's not focused on that right now.
eddie's got him pressed against the wall and steve's kinda reminded of him holding a broken bottle to his neck. except this time he's inviting eddie to break skin, head tilted to the side and not shaking from dread. his hands rest on eddie's shoulders because they do have an arrangement here, one where he's supposed to shove eddie off. which is good in theory but each time they're done, steve kinda feels like he could just melt into a little puddle of goop on the floor already from a little rough necking.
so no. it doesn't hurt. he shudders as eddie picks the scar away, watches him lick his thumb. steve's had some time to recognize there are certain boys that do it for him. if there's anything else he can thank billy hargrove for, other than saving el, it's that. ]
What do you mean make it feel good? [ a little incredulous, there, isn't he? which might give him away. steve's not sure how it can feel better to have eddie mouthing at his neck than he already does. it's probably not a good idea to find out. ] Um. I mean.. if you can...?
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Date: 2022-07-31 10:41 pm (UTC)it doesn't hurt. well, no, it hurts but it doesn't only hurt. the pain comes with a hint of something else that steve could name but really doesn't want to when this is about dinner for eddie. so he spends what is dubbed as 'feeding time' with his hands on eddie's shoulders, telling himself he'll push eddie away if he goes too far, while listening to eddie moan over his meal and trying to think about horrible things like wrinkly old women so he doesn't chub up or blow a load in his jeans while serving as glorified snack.
steve's not sure how his life came to this.
he would laugh because eddie munson came back from the upside down a vampire, while steve's been coming back with more scars and trauma than he can count? where are his super powers? it can't be the babysitting thing. but he's not focused on that right now.
eddie's got him pressed against the wall and steve's kinda reminded of him holding a broken bottle to his neck. except this time he's inviting eddie to break skin, head tilted to the side and not shaking from dread. his hands rest on eddie's shoulders because they do have an arrangement here, one where he's supposed to shove eddie off. which is good in theory but each time they're done, steve kinda feels like he could just melt into a little puddle of goop on the floor already from a little rough necking.
so no. it doesn't hurt. he shudders as eddie picks the scar away, watches him lick his thumb. steve's had some time to recognize there are certain boys that do it for him. if there's anything else he can thank billy hargrove for, other than saving el, it's that. ]
What do you mean make it feel good? [ a little incredulous, there, isn't he? which might give him away. steve's not sure how it can feel better to have eddie mouthing at his neck than he already does. it's probably not a good idea to find out. ] Um. I mean.. if you can...?