What Good Is It?
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“Edward, I—” He tips back, concern deeply laden in his brown eyes. “I’m not sure I— I think we ought to discuss this.”
“This?” Ed eyes Stede’s crotch again. Crudely imagines what’s under the dressing gown and all the linens and how quickly he can get his mouth around it. But that’s— Talk. Stede is saying they should talk. “You want to talk about your dick? Cause I can talk about your dick, mate. Good topic of conversation, actually. ”
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Stede thinks he can't get it up. Turns out he can. Ed is more than thrilled.
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- Part 1 of What Good Is It?
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“You’re magic. You’re just bein’ fuckin’ modest.” He lets his eyes slip, knowing that’ll get him a shriek or two.
“Ed, really!” Stede fluffs uselessly at a pillow.
“Deal with it.”
“I will not.”
“Alright, then I will. No worries.” Ed snorts. Crosses his arms, since he’s without sleeves. He knows Stede likes that. Thinks back to the other night when Stede started running his hands up and down Ed’s biceps, moaning, “Good god, Ed, your arms, they’re so strong.” Ed had come soon after, the lusty and worshipful tone in Stede’s voice pushing him over. Stede followed him, for the third time on his part, and that’s the point. That’s the fucking point.
Or: Ed wants to put Stede's "skills" to the test.
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- Part 2 of What Good Is It?
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“It’ll be nothing, when it comes to it,” Ed himself had said, the fucking ponce. Stede had still pouted, wrapped in Ed’s sweaty arms.
“Perhaps I’ll write you,” Stede had suggested, nuzzling enthusiastically into Ed’s chest.
“Write me? It’s two weeks, Stede!”
“I won’t send them! Just for you to have.” Stede sat up and pumped his eyebrows right in Ed’s face. Ed had kissed him. Lucky bastard. “Enjoy. When you get back,” Stede had said into his mouth.
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Or: Stede leaves for two weeks. Ed misses him. A little... too much. AKA my cockwarming fic
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- Part 3 of What Good Is It?