yes, i brushed my teeth. all that nougat wasn't good. thanks, gramps. soda is worse than coffee? what? i know, and i'd rather be pissed than like. crying. you're not like your dad, man. don't worry about it.
Small miracle. All that nougat also gave you too much energy. Do you remember trying to climb a lamppost? You keep saying you saw a bat and you had to fight it.ย
Look at you respecting your elders. [ He should be mad about being called gramps, but it's accurate, so ... ]
Soda has way too much sugar, so even the best zero-calorie sodas are worse than the average cup of coffee. Because is less acidic and therefore less erosive than soda, it's better for your teeth. So, for the future: less coke, more cappuccinos.ย
Ugh, I can't handle crying either.ย
Thanks. I don't think anybody else can't reach his level of awful, and we butted heads a lot, but I'm probably more than him like any of my other siblings, and that's constant concern.
[ steve can't help but be a little nervous, considering he and eddie have been alone, but not this close, not explicitly for this purpose. he knows they'll make out, touch one another, but this, while enjoyable, is new. he stretches out on the pink bed, arm behind his head. his phone is pocketed, out of sight and mind. he turns his head toward the door as it opens, and a grim blossoms. he laughs, airy. ]
I thought you'd never come. I waited five minutes.
( eddie rolls his eyes and playfully tsks at steve. ) Didn't someone teach you that patience is a virtue? ( he grins, his eyes bright as he takes his jacket off and lays it on a chair before joining steve on the bed, crawling over him until he's hovering. )
Didja miss me? ( eddie breathes, his heart stuttering as it fully sinks in that they're finally alone, that he has steve all to himself. his eyes dart around steve's face, drinking him in before finally plunging forward to press his lips firmly to steve's. )
[ steve groans as claire kisses his stomach, his abdomen. he places his hands on her hips, thumbs rubbing her curves, before she sinks onto him. he throbs inside of her, feeling her wet heat. he bucks up, leaning forward to kiss her. ]
Fuck, you feel so good.
[ his lips move to claire's neck, fingers brushing hair over her shoulder as he devours the delicate skin there. ]
[ Claire sucks in a breath once she's fully seated on his cock, letting it out in a quiet moan. As Steve's lips move down to her shoulder, she tilts her head to give him better access. She lets herself adjust for a moment before rocking her hips some more, working up a slow rhythm. ]
Hey, I've never heard a complaint, so I have to keep up the good work.
[ steve groans as becca kisses his neck, his body arching over hers now, his knee between her legs as he positions himself. he kisses her again, deep and passionate, slow, his tongue flicking. he's tempted to play with her between her legs, so he brushes his thumb down her inner thigh. ]
You got a taste, it's only fair I get to taste, too, right?
[ Becca's thigh twitches at his teasing, hands running down his abdomen to start working his pants open. She gives a playful nibble to Steve's lower lip, pulling back with a wicked grin. ]
[ steve takes the water, giving a nod of thanks. he's still hunched near pizza dog, his fingers being licked. steve can't help but smile at that, hand hooking upward to scratch his ears. he pets his head, then stands. he takes a long drink of the water, then finally speaks to kate: ]
Maybe he's the cutest dog I've ever seen.
[ a grin, and then he slips past kate and pizza dog and down the stairs. he takes another sip of water, then jerks his head toward the length of the sidewalk. ]
[ She playfully huffs at him as she starts to walk down the block. Lucky wags his tail as he trots alongside Kate. He's constantly looking around and sniffing at things. ]
[ steve's lack of relationship status at all times keeps him on his toes, but it's often unfulfilling in the long-run. he dates and dates, he fucks and fucks, but there are times when he'd rather settle for something better. someone who has a clear, level-headed outlook. someone that'll tell him like it is.
he wonders if that's mj, but on the opposite side of the coin, his cock is straining and he needs to touch. there's nothing wrong with getting off together, as he's done it before with others. however, this with mj sparks something other than the growing stiffness in his jeans.
typing back with one thumb, his free hand palming himself, he bites his lip. his hips buck slowly, toes curling just a bit as he begins to stroke through slightly damp denim. ]
that's the plan. not going to argue with it. i can't wait to taste you. we could always skip the ice cream. i could have you for dessert. all wet and warm. it's driving me crazy.
[MJ doesn't really go out of her way to make friends, and so the few dates she'd been on over the course of her life had been based on surface attraction and an open schedule. More often than not, she had no interest in what the other person had to say and he couldn't even begin to grasp what her interests actually are, and it would eventually devolve into a case of, "well, since we're both here, we might as well." Not really romantic in the least, but maybe some people just aren't cut out for romance.
Maybe, she decides as she slips a hand underneath the covers and absently trails her fingertips across one pert nipple before slipping further down, maybe she's one of those people who just needs the occasional hook-up for the sake of stress relief, and society's spent too long trying to convince women they need to be ashamed of that. And if Steve is as experienced as she thinks and also as perpetually single as he claims, there's no harm in fully taking advantage when a convenient situation presents itself, is there? And if anything more than physical develops between them... well, that would just make it even more convenient.]
Can't wait to taste myself on your lips I'm close to suggesting we skip the movie, too But I really want to blow you where someone might see. Or hear I'm already so fucking wet for you Steve
No way, M&Ms. I need to get some and find someone to test it out on. I think it would be worth it. Maybe we can roll around on bubble wrap while we do.
You can guarantee I'm trying it out. I don't have regrets.
think i'm gonna need you in every position imaginable, it's the only way. if another you ever shows up. shit. you think it's possible? i mean, i didn't think another dimension of hawkins was possible.
What if I brought a blanket and put it over both our laps? Then we could both get more hands on. Maybe tip the cab driver a little extra to take the long way and refrain from looking in the rear-view mirror.
sweetheart? you're putting on the moves. i like it. enlightenment takes time, right? you gotta earn it. kind of like karate kid, except sex. repressed? me? what do you think i'm holding back, huh? you better get whatever's in the back and make sure your shocks are good.
oh my god, dude. my phone can only handle SO MUCH ANGER. people like him because he's charismatic, man. that's part of it. little guy doing the work? scott, you can be huge. just be a huge guy doing all the work. i said i liked liberating! it sounds better than: yeah i used to sell stolen shit. ???
[ steve gets it, he does. he hasn't always been saint harrington. ]
didn't think you'd like it so much, you know. the way you look up at me while you've got my mouth around my dick? fucking perfect. you've got me, baby, just tell me where you want me.
you want to fuck my mouth, and i'd let you. i want my nose to touch your stomach. i want to swallow. does that surprise you? i'm off work, munson, and free. let me pick you up this time? you know i'd let you.
jesus fucking christ, dude. you're filthy. it's so fucking hot.
and honestly? a little bit.
well, just so happens that i'm home alone tonight, unless you'd really rather do it in your back seat. your choice, just hurry up and get your sweet ass over here. i'm already so fucking hard.
oh, you'd let me? sweetheart, i bet you'd beg for it.
[ Not like he can talk. He's been daydreaming about Steve's dick since the last time they met up. ]
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