Eddie was a menace. The groan and the way he moves. The way he is just so fucking good at this. The way it is him. Just him. And in the end, that is more than enough to drive Steve wild, apparently. Learning things all over the place.

"I'm...I'm..." That is about all the warning Steve can get out before he's falling over the edge and coming hard. He pulls on Eddie's hair harder, unable to stop himself. And when he's done he can feel his pulse in his fucking teeth.

"Fuck. In...in your words...Jesus H. Christ..."