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Older rockstar Eddie my beloved

Their little rendezvous before, during, and after shows were some of the best moments of Eddie’s life. He loved watching Steve get healthier under his care. And fucking him of course.

He helped Steve remember his daily tasks and in return got pretty pictures of all the things that Eddie bought Steve and shots of him doing his chores. Eddie swelled with pride getting his little updates from his baby and when the weekend came, Steve came to him

Eddie smirked like the cat that got the cream as his band mates looked on is slight disgust/annoyance.

Six months later: Steve was out as Eddie boyfriend. The travel schedule was a lot for them with Steve finishing up college and Eddie touring but Eddie didn’t disappear

“I don’t wanna see you do that ever again. Did you like when I tell you what to do?”
“Yes daddy, helped me so much.”
“Good, would you like me to continue to do that?”
“Yes,” Steve breathed.
He leaned in close. “Do you wanna go back to my room tonight?”
“Please,” Steve whined.

Steve did as he was told while he leaked in his pants every time he shifted and he felt the sting. He ate and drank a little more, he knew Eddie would want him to. Waited patiently for Eddie to come back and when he did, Eddie kissed him ferociously. Steve moaned into them

He got to 20 before someone else found them and insisted Eddie get back onstage. He slapped Steve’s ass once more and roughly pulled up his jeans, stinging the meat of him again.
“Be good while I finish this show then we’ll talk.”
“Yes, daddy”
“Good boy.”

It didn’t hurt, not really, it was just a warning. But Steve moaned. The band was still playing onstage. Eddie still had half a show to play but here he was focusing on Steve.
“Daddy,” he breathed.
“That’s more like it,” Eddie grinned and hit him again, harder this time

And then something shifted. Eddie looked down and saw the hard on in Steve’s pants. Then he pounced. Took Steve across his lap and yanked down his pants.
“Eddie. Wha-“ Steve was cut off.
“That’s not what you wanna call me.” Eddie growled. And then he hit him

“Missed you,” Steve said with a pout.
“You… you did this on purpose?” Eddie ran his hand through his dark hair streaked with gray in exasperation.
Steve didn’t answer, just pursed his lips and looked off to the side.
“I can’t believe this you are such a fucking brat” Eddie spat

He ate and drank like Eddie told him, feeling like a scolded child but also hard in his pants over it. After a half hour more, Eddie came backstage again, furious.
“What is wrong with you?” And Steve laughed. It was the same question he got last time

He was a little farther back than the first time, as smirked to himself when he got that woozy feeling. He didn’t even last half the set when Steve woke up with the concert stopped and Eddie glaring at him. He was taken backstage where Eddie spoke two words to him and went back

Suddenly, Eddie stopped replying. After a week of nothing Steve was anxious. After two weeks, he did something. He looked up the closest corroded show and bought the ticket on his credit card. He had to drive through the night and day to get there but he got there just in time

He got the guys to text Eddie a couple days later. Eddie wasn’t a good texter but it felt flirty when they could talk. They texted on and off for weeks, Eddie reminding Steve to take care of himself. It was heady for Steve and he never forgot to bring lunch on long days of class

Something flashed in Eddie’s eyes and he wrote something down and walked away. Steve looked at the scrap of paper
“In case you need a reminder” with a phone number.
‘Did I just secure Eddie Munsons phone number by passing out?’ Steve thought as he munched on the food

He blushed at the answer, which was dinner the night before.
“You know what, don’t answer that. Get some food here and take a water for the road. Please take care of yourself, it’s scares us when people pass out.”
“Yes d- sir” Steve stuttered, blushing harder

Steve’s mouth dropped and the same people in black ushered him backstage where Eddie approached him fast.
“What is wrong with you? I’ve never seen someone go down like that, have you eaten anything today? Drank?”
“Uhhh…” Steve trailed off trying to remember the last time he ate

And the concert resumed. But every time Eddie looked at him, he had a look in his eyes that Steve couldn’t decipher. He sang along and drank his water and tried not to overthink.
After corroded took a bow, Eddie looked him dead in the eye and crooked his finger

He blinked his eyes open only to see Eddie above him and Steve though he died and went to heaven.
“He’s okay folks!” He watched Eddie say as it blared through the speakers and he realized he was talking about Steve.
People in black helped him up and gave him water

He started to feel lightheaded when corroded finally stepped on stage, but waved it off because there was no way he was leaving his seat when he was 10 feet away from Eddie Munson wailing into his microphone and on his guitar. But then everything went dark.

He got there as soon as he could after his classes were over. He went along because Robin was doing something and all the kids were still too young to see him thirsting over men their dads age. He thought maybe Robin was “busy” for the same reason.

Steve at concerts: a steddie thread

Tags: age gap, spanking, unnegotiated kink, famous Eddie, younger Steve, dom Eddie

Steve could believe he snagged front row tickets to see corroded coffin. He wasn’t usually one to listen to metal, but they were older and the band was hot

Finally crawled out of my cave for sub Steve sept! And I present to you: Steve’s gay and sub awakening and it’s also a coffee shop au and also it’s really smutty feminized sex 😘☕️

Enjoy!

archiveofourown.org/works/71182231

@substevesept.bsky.social

Introducing he may hold me (by the hand): the piece that I did for @steddiecaz.bsky.social

Eddie and Steve see untitled (portrait of Ross in LA) and it effects them profoundly. It was a joy an honor to write this work, I hope you all enjoy

🔗: archiveofourown.org/works/70307951

Teacher Steve 👨🏻‍🏫

Hehe I hope you get your Eddie (Edie? Hehe)

PART 2 (sorry guys 😔)

It's been two days. Two days Eddie spent in heartbreak trying ti find out who his date was. Who Goldie was.

He knows this wasn't the point of this but he didn't expect to fall in love immediately with a guy he never met before.

"I'm sorry Mr. Munson we can't. It's in th-"

Steve laughed and kissed him again. His boyfriend was so cute, thinking that a set up would ruin the best thing Steve had. He would have to thank the little shits, and maybe give them another pop quiz for meddling in his personal life.

“Eddie, I know,” Steve said, smiling and kissing Eddie.
“Okay. It was funny they texted me begging to meet you so you would be nicer in class.”
Steve gasped is faux offense, but he knew it was true.
“Sent me your school picture and everything, I was smitten,” Eddie gushed.

“Well a group of them are actually your students and-“
“Oh my god,” Steve gasped as he put it together. “They set me up!! The little bastards.”
Eddie’s eyes looked like a puppy’s. “Sweetheart everything I feel for you is real, they just told me where to meet you.”