[all that fresh blood rushing south has him grinding uselessly against Steve’s thigh while he works his teeth (gently) on Steve’s exposed throat, sucking a mark into life with shallow pants. he could do this forever: a messy cycle of feeding and getting Steve and Eddie off until the world crumbles in around them.
he barely remembers where they are; that a nurse or a doctor could come in at any time and find them so fucking debauched and needy.
he huffs a groan, wants to watch a little as he grazes over a nipple with a thumb, watching Eddie fumble with Steve’s fly and the way they kiss so perfectly messy. he might come in his pants, honestly, he doesn’t know if he’s ever seen anything so beautiful. ]
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he barely remembers where they are; that a nurse or a doctor could come in at any time and find them so fucking debauched and needy.
he huffs a groan, wants to watch a little as he grazes over a nipple with a thumb, watching Eddie fumble with Steve’s fly and the way they kiss so perfectly messy. he might come in his pants, honestly, he doesn’t know if he’s ever seen anything so beautiful. ]