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It was a warm, humid night in Hawkins, Indiana. A perfect night for staying indoors in the cooling air conditioning.
You were watching Eddie’s pick tonight, and it was definitely one of your favorites.
You were sandwiched between them. Steve was leaning half against the armrest while your back hit his chest. Your legs were on top of Eddie’s lap while he was gently caressing small circles onto your thighs.
While you and Eddie were paying attention to the movie, Steve’s mind was far, far away. He couldn’t help but stare at you both in awe, watching your reactions to the scenes unfolding with each second.
Steve presses small kisses onto your shoulder—not being able to help himself. You’re just too stinkin’ cute to just be sitting there unattended.
Steve continued to work his way up to your neck, wet and gentle kisses. You squirmed a bit in both of their laps, smiling idly at the newfound attention.
But then Steve started biting the soft skin that was just below your earlobe. Eddie’s head whipped over to the two of you at the little gasp you made.
There you were, eyes glinting beneath the light of the TV as Steve littered your neck with kisses.
His eyebrows furrowed, “hey, I wanna give kisses!”
It sounded much more of a whine rather than a general complaint. But you and Steve didn’t mind one bit.
Eddie crawled over your legs, hands on either side, before bringing your lips up to his. His lips were soft, no doubt from the chapstick that Steve made him wear.
He smelled of weed and oak, and your heart fluttered at the familiarity. Steve brushed his hand into Eddie’s hair, gently pulling at the end of his curls.
Eddie moaned at the deep feeling that punctured his chest at Steve’s actions. Your small noises were being drowned out by his lips, and your body was feeling tingly.
Eddie deepened his kiss—wet with fervor as his tongue collided against yours. You let out a small noise which earned a chuckle from Steve.
He was devouring your mouth, and each movement he made turned you into a puddle. Not to mention that Steve was whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
They made you feel so warm—so warm and fuzzy. You just felt so loved by them.
As Eddie pulled away, a string of saliva spread from your lips to Eddie’s. Steve couldn’t help but stare in awe.
“Holy shit—” Eddie smirked at Steve before pulling him into a kiss—making sure not to crush you in the process.
“Don’t think I forgot about you, pretty boy.”
You watched with your heart fluttering at Eddie’s hands in Steve’s hair. Steve smiled into the kiss, almost pulling Eddie impossibly closer.
Steve licked the bottom of Eddie’s mouth, and Eddie gladly obliged. It was sloppy and hard, lips pulsating beneath one another.
And then they heard your small voice, almost on the verge of tears, because they are your boys. They’re all yours.
You didn’t ever think people would love you as much as they do. And boy, do they love you and each other.
“I love you both. so much.” They break apart for a minute, chests heaving from their kisses.
Before you know it, they’re sandwiching between you again. Eddie laid on top of you, head resting on your heartbeat. Steve just wrapped his arms around you as if he was pulling you impossibly closer again.
“We love you too, sweetheart.”
Steve grinned, “yeah, we love you so much.”
You had a dopey, lopsided smile, and so did they. Your heartbeat was rapid, still, trying to process your warm and fuzzy feelings.
“And I love you too, Eds.”
He smiled. You could feel it on your chest. “I love you too, Stevie.”