🪱 liz

summer steddie will always be my favorite kind of steddie ☀️

<3 I love them, two Weird Shape puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly

Thank you <3

THEY CAN AFFORD TO WAIT WHEN THEY'RE ALREADY OBSESSED WITH EACH OTHER (Love that steve basically bought the ring right in front of Eddie and adhd king, eddie immediately forgets lol)

THEY'RE GONNA TIE THE KNOT ( knot 👀)

I hope you can swim <3

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They've got some very special, emotionally loaded, very specific jewelry exchanges in their future ❤️

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Grateful to Lu for being a detective <3

<3 they are sooooo special <3

Day dreaming about their eventual collar exchange <3

YESSSS love collars - it's formal, it's everyday, it's cultural, it's sexual, it's vanilla, it's kinky

Love Eddie who's intense and metal but wearing a cute locked collar when he's out and about. People think he must be tied to another alpha (GASP) but its just Steve (somehow BIGGER GASP)

A picture of Secretariat at the Kentucky Derby

He feels like such an absolute STUD when he's in public with Steve (and in private) like; you see him? 👀 That guy? 👀 Well he's mine, SO uh bye LOSER! I WON

He's thinks he's this horse;

"It can wait," he whispers as Eddie starts to drift off, away, sinking into the bed, falling into the warmth of Steve's body, "I think we've got all the time in the world."

That heavy chain collar sits in his drawer, shining silver just how Steve wanted. It waits, like Steve does, for a right time.

"I didn't know that." Eddie thought, tried to think, did he know that?

Steve nods. "Do you remember what you said?"

He looks blankly at Steve, shaking his head. "I don't think... I could tell you my name right now."

Steve giggles, settling down to lay next to him, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Back in Hawkins? When I was still living with my parents?" He traces Eddie's brow. "I had a such a crush on you.... I thought... you know... better shoot my shot before some alpha snatches you up." His mouth twists.

Eddie shifts in his arms, feeling raw, sensitive on the inside, watery thin.

Steve brushes his hair back, murmuring into his temples and kissing his face. Saying he loves him.

"Hey..." he whispers, rubbing the ache in his shoulders. "Remember when we first got together?"

Eddie makes a noise into his chest. "At that party?"

Steve laughs, nuzzling him. "No, our first time."

After, nipples sensitive and chafing from the sharp bite of the clamps, and the tentacle snake extracted from it's curious burrowing into his enticing hole, he trembles in Steve's arms once he's freed from the ropes. From exhaustion, from exertion, oversensitive all over. Played with too hard.

The noise he makes when Eddie's tongue is extended /later/ might be one for the books, opening up for Steve to feed his cock to him.

All tied up, he can't do anything but relax and let Steve snap his hips against his face and stare up at him lovingly. And swallow when he dribbles onto his tongue.

and teasingly pulled back when Eddie opens his mouth for it. Again when he extends his neck. Only when Eddie puts out his tongue is it placed inside, Steve's eyes sparkling with glee, maybe a bit of power, maybe he just likes Eddie like this, wrapped up for him, bound, at his fingertips.

His.

They haven't had /sex/ yet but the way Steve keeps eyeing him, Looking at him Consideringly, and stepping back to observe his work, Eddie is positive it's on the books. He's interested in that wiggly dildo tossed on the bed, like a promise.

A forkful of garlic and parmesan chicken is proffered up,

Two hours later, Steve is feeding him forkfuls of cut up chicken and carefully twirled spaghetti in a mushroom cream sauce because his hands are knotted to the headboard ("Easy!"Steve declared proudly) and his calves bound to his thighs ("Okay... I think, oh! Whoops," as the knot at his ankle slips)

Eddie does whine about it. But not even cupping his dick in the passenger seat can convince Steve to pull over now, not when the possibility of breaking in the shopping bag of new toys in actual privacy due to Robin disappearing on yet another 48 hour first date (lesbians, /christ/) looms large.

"Fuck yeah." Eddie shivers. "Are you sure we can't fuck in the parking lot?"

Steve snorts, laughing as he grabs the basket and leads Eddie by the hand toward the register. "/No./ But keep an eye out for good looking turn offs on our way home."

They don't end up fucking in the car on the way home.

and fuck you on the floor with that little tiny collar you like so much on?" He licks his lips. "Trust me, this is just as much for me as it is for you. I like it. I like doing stuff to you. With you." With a subtle look around the store, he steps closer. "'Cause you're mine, right? My alpha?"

"I dunno– it's not all about me? Like we can do stuff you like too."

Steve huffs, looking away and twisting his mouth back and forth, before looking up at him through his lashes.

"Okay... I've been thinking we could crack open that book on knots and I could tie you up into some sort of pretzel –

His hazel eyes look at Eddie so sincerely, wide and tender and sweet.

"Being my, uh, thing?" He frets. "My toy?" Then he doubles down into anxiety. "I mean I know you're a /person/ but-"

"No, I love it," Eddie cuts in, murmuring into his fingers, ears burning. "That's fine, I just, wanna–"

"Am I the car in this scenario?"

Steve looks up from his intense comparison of two different lubes before tossing both in. He drops the basket, running his hands nervously through his hair, before taking Eddie's hands again.

"Oh, um, I thought, yes?" He sounds unsure. "I thought you liked that?"

The thought fills him with soft fuzziness. Steve's next heat was months away and he was talking like Eddie would be there for it. He flushes, then clears his throat, trying to speak as normally as possible for someone in a sex store facing a basket of goodies he's pretty sure are actually for him;

"They're.... accessories! Add ons," he declares. "Like when you customize a car." He digs in the basket. "Besides I got /this/!" He hands Eddie a box. Eddie blinks at the soft, squishy looking stroker in his hand. "For my heat," Steve explains. "I can wear it when you fuck me."

they've added a set of bite toys, ranging from soft to extra firm, and cheap nipple clamps to test.

"Steve," Eddie whines when the omega decides he's done and /starving/. "You didn't get anything."

"I got tons of stuff!"

"Not for /you/!"

"All of this stuff is for me," Steve says distractedly

Eddie snorts, but the ribbon goes in the basket along with a few bundles of some matching silky soft rope. By the time the blushing salesperson comes back with two different options, and Steve makes them really sweat by casually checking the fit around Eddie's thick neck right there in the store,

"Do you really like this?" Steve murmurs, crowding his space as he puts the soft ribbon up to his neck.

"Think it's too delicate for me?"

Steve's mouth quirks, secret smile that matches his wagging brow. "I like the idea of tying you up like a present. We can tie your dick up in a pretty bow too."

"I like this one for you," Steve says,"But is it available in silver?" He holds out a medium sized chain link with a lock at the end, in shiny bright gold.

"I'llseeifwehaveanythingintheback!" They beam, smile rictus on their face. "I'll be right back!"

"Thank you," Steve calls, all easy dismissal.