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Steve and Eddie both sat on the floor of Eddie's room, handcrafted magazines laid delicately between them. Both of them were red-faced as they read the descriptions of various things. The zines themselves were hard to find, made that way on purpose. But once they were in a few clubs like the 21 they managed fine. Paragraphs were talking about RACK and S&M. Part of it was freeing for Steve, there were people that liked pain, that needed it to get off with another person. 

"Okay, what about this?" Eddie pushed one of his towards him, inside was a drawing of a man on all fours, a paragraph under the large header that read "Pup play." The man had a collar drawn on, a leed trailing out of frame. 

The paragraph explained acting like a dog, in a more jovial way. How sometimes it wasn't even sexual. 

Steve bit his nails, it seemed nice. But… "Do I have to be a puppy?" 

Eddie looked up from a zine in Steve's pile, confused. "We don't have to do it."

He sighed. "No, I'm interested, it's just a little too nice to get me off. It doesn't have to be sexual but how would I even feel comfortable if I hadn't got off first?" 

Eddie nodded and shut his booklet, carefully putting it on the pile between them. 

"Okay, so, what if you're just not a normal dog?" Steve scrunched his nose as Eddie elaborated "Like, this is clearly a thing. Being people's dog right? The Stooges even have a song called 'I Wanna Be Your Dog'. So what if we play you being a dog… but like, a feral one?" 

Steve put his hands to his face before brushing his hair back sprawling out a little. Eddie curled his hair around his fingers chewing on the strands. "Okay," Steve said. "Like… like a wolf right? They're just undomesticated dogs. You would have to train me right?" He looked up at the ceiling face burning a little.

"Like a mutt?" 

"Jesus Eddie… yeah, kinda." 

Eddie scooted closer to him, moving the pile aside to get within touching range. "How does this sound… you wanna be breathless right, how about I leash you and tug on it? That could cut off your air without me putting my hands on your neck." 

Steve moved closer to the bed to lay his head on it. He thought about it more, having something like that attaching him to Eddie, having it be a little looser but being able to choke him when pulled. "Okay, I like that. What else?" 

Eddie finally reached next to him, putting his hand on Steve's thigh, rubbing the skin beneath the jeans with his thumb. "I can call you a puppy, not in a sweet way. But meaner, call you a mutt. A brainless thing that just needs to get off." 

"Jesus… like, humping your leg or something?" 

Eddie huffed, looking red himself. "Yeah, or something. You could blow me and grind on my leg. Or I could fuck you and tug your leash. When you bite me too hard." 

Steve pillowed his head on his arms. Too embarrassed and slightly aroused to look his boyfriend in the face. "We can play rough. I could bite you, claw you. You could do the same." 

"Yeah, you want me to scruff you like a stray cat or something?"

He huffed into his hands, thinking briefly. Hands-on his neck were always a no, but teeth were good. Maybe they could play rough, let go of whatever polite society wanted from them, and just be… animals. Eddie really could scruff him, bite the back of his neck, and not let go until Steve fell limp. 

"Are you alright over there?" 

Steve used his leg to nudge Eddie closer, facing towards the bed while still sitting. The other man moved closer, pressing his chest to Steve's back, pressing his nose into his neck. 

"Try it," Steve muttered. "Bite the back of my neck. Like we're dogs." He shut his eyes trying to force the bad kind of embarrassment back, leaving only the kind that set a fire in his groin behind. "Like we're animals." 

"Okay, I can do that." Eddie used a gentle hand to push Steve's hair up, leaving the back of his freckled neck exposed, leaving a shiver down his spine. Eddie lined his mouth up to it, bending his head to the side. This position wasn't ideal, but Steve seemed to like being pressed into the bed like this. Eddie gently brought his teeth down, slowly putting more force into it. 

"Harder." 

Eddie bit down, force increasing tenfold. Steve yelped and squirmed at first. He let out a loud moan as Eddie's bite continued with the same amount of pressure, he brought his ringed hands around Steve's waist, clawing into the skin there. Steve could feel Eddie's hot breath Puff on him. Eventually, Steve slumped, fuzzy and half hard panting with his eyes shut. 

"Steve?" Eddie pulled back, wiping any spit off of his skin. "Fuck, did you like that?" 

He lifted his head to meet Eddie's eyes briefly. 

"Yeah. We should… we should do this. It felt good, it felt like we let go." Eddie's hands became softer around Steve's sensitive waist, thumbs coming to rub gently on the small of his back. 

He put his forehead against Steve's shoulder.

"How do you mean?" 

Steve hummed and bent his neck to give Eddie more room. "I like the idea of being a dog, like those mags said, but not a puppy? It felt like you were making me settle down. I think we should play like that, we should get to be rough, wild." 

Eddie laughed a bit, nuzzling into the younger man. "Someone never got to play in the forest as a kid huh?" 

"Shut up." Steve huffed. "But, no. I didn't. I had to be a proper quiet polite boy. Seen but not heard. When you bit me, it felt unhinged. Improper and kind of feral? Like when I fought demodogs. There's something raw there."

Eddie nodded, still rubbing his thumbs against Steve. "I like the sound of that, getting to let go of what society makes us. You deserve to be wild, baby." 

"How do you wanna do it? If we make it a sex thing." 

"Oh, we're definitely making it a sex thing." Steve laughed. "You could fuck me, we haven't done that in a while. We deserve some alone time." 

"You're the busy one, momma bear." 

"And you're the DM." 

Eddie laughed along with him, giving his neck a kiss. "Okay, next week. You get prepped, we spend the whole weekend together, eat in the mornings when Wayne comes home. Spend the nights fucking like wild animals." 

Steve moaned breathly, enjoying Eddie's kisses and bites. "Yeah, I like that idea. You could tame me, make me a good dog. A good little mutt ." 

Eddie groaned, pressing light and fervent kisses everywhere he could. "Yesss, absolutely. Get a little wild with you, make you mine."  

They both laughed, Steve felt this kind of peace inside him. He expected to be more humiliated by what he wanted, but Eddie, like always. Made him feel safe, and wanted. Here, in the trailer, with just the two of them. He got to be himself, wild, unmasked, and protected from the rest of the world. 

Friday rolled around. Eddie had called and left a voicemail. Steve rushed to the answering machine, still in his work uniform. 

"Come over tonight" he had said "I got a gift for you, and Wayne's already out." Steve bit his lip, it was finally time. The two had spent a while making sure the three days were fully theirs. Telling everyone that they would be busy the coming weekend, not to be bothered, only in case of emergencies. 

Steve spent his anxious energy on getting undressed and prepared. Eventually, he brought the lube into his hot shower, feeling giddy. He probed his entrance, rubbing against the skin there. It's not often he shaved but he did a trim tonight, leaving soft fur around him. 

He stuck two fingers in. It hurt, stung in the best ways, the stretch sent pleasure up his spine as Steve let himself moan out in the loud shower. It didn't matter if he couldn't quite reach his prostate, just rubbing two barely lubed fingers shallowly in, lit him on fire. He panted, looking down at his soft cock gently leaking. He added more lube, he kept with only two fingers, now generously lubed. thrusting in and out. 

Steve couldn't help moaning more, even with everything he nitpicked about himself, he knew he was a good lay. His insides felt velvety soft. not only did he get off on the feeling of fingers stretching him, but also his insides clenching unyieldingly on himself. 

He was tempted to keep going, to let himself be open and ready. 

He thought of play fighting with Eddie, biting him, scratching him. The feeling of that bite to the back of his neck while getting fucked, relentlessly used, and cummed in. 

He couldn't take the wait, with enough lube inside him and a half-hard cock he exited the shower.

He got dressed in the clothes he laid out for himself, impatiently sliding on shoes and getting into his car. 

On the way there he clenched his hands against his steering wheel, growing harder and flushing even more red. Thoughts invaded his mind at an unyielding pace. When he parked it was messily and probably a little too loud for the time. 

Steve hadn't even knocked, it didn't matter though. As soon as he got up to the first step the door swung open, Eddie pulled him in by his sleeve and when the door shut behind him his back met it. Eddie was set upon him as rabid as he hoped the night would be, they pressed their tongues together and kissed like beasts. 

Eventually, Eddie pulled off of him, he was hard in his jeans. Their crotches pushed together. "It's- fuuck steve. " He panted wildly. "It's in the bedroom, come on." 

They fumbled into Eddie's room, impatiently trying to rid themselves of their shoes without tripping. 

Once they were in the room, Eddie led himself to the bed, sitting widespread on the edge, placing the box on his crotch. He looked irritatingly amused with himself. "Kneel." 

Steve squinted at Eddie, not entertained in the slightest, though, as he knelt down he had the faintest thought that somehow. In the span of the maybe ten seconds he wasn't looking, Eddie had managed to finagle his dick into the box. That brought a smile to his face, even as Eddie looked mildly confused. 

"C'mon open it." He urged. Steve rolled his eyes, knees on the ground, Steve tilted back to peel off the shirt he wore, just a tight blue one. He wasn't concerned with clothes when picking out what to wear, he just wanted out of them. Wanted to play already. 

When Steve opened the box it caused him to pause, briefly, Eddie looked down concerned. "Is it too much?" 

Inside was a leather collar with a silver buckle clasp, laid on top of a leather leash with a hook. As Steve lifted it in his fingers to inspect it he saw the discreet loops of silver near the front clasp and the back. It was just like they talked about, a lead and collar for the mutt Steve wanted to be. 

Steve burned red. "Jesus… Eddie, everyone in Hawkins is gonna think you got a giant dog." Eddie laughed at him, pressing a hand to the back of Steve's neck.

"I got it in the city, a nice place for kinky people like us. They knew exactly what kind of dog it was for."

Steve softly moaned. "It's perfect." He looked up at the other man, he had his lips bitten and looked down at Steve with equal reverence. Gently he brought his hand to Steve's damp hair, pressing those brittle nails into his boy's scalp. 

"Let me put it on you baby." 

Steve bent his neck further up, amused at the breathless sounds Eddie made as he was handed the collar. Eddie sounded perfect and incredibly aroused as he opened the leather to press it against the back of Steve's neck. 

When he brought it around he gently buckled it so the silver lay accented right at the bottom of Steve's neck. Just like they talked about, Eddie checked it with two fingers to make sure it wasn't too tight. 

Steve squirmed, he didn't want to be still. Ironically even as he was leashed he felt free. In a way, he was, finally out of his human self… almost. He shuffled on the ground to pull his pants and underwear off, fully bearing himself to his partner. 

"Oh, look at you." Eddie brushed his hand through Steve's hair, the other holding the leash while excess leather wrapped around his wrist. 

Then Steve jumped. 

He pushed himself up, getting on the bed as well. Using his force to knock down Eddie, straddling him. Grinding his half-hard cock against the other man. 

"What the fuck!" Eddie tugged on his leash, voice low and affronted. "The fuck did my good boy go?" 

Steve huffed, he felt wild. Didn't feel restrained even as he resisted the pull of the leash. He just slowly rutted himself against Eddie, he felt whole yet empty. Amused, and playful. 

"Fucking mutt. Jesus." 

He sighed louder from on top of him, there it was. What he wanted to be called, he shoved his hands against Eddie's shoulders waiting for him to do something as he dug his nails in. 

Eddie surged up, fighting against Steve and using the dual force of the leash to pull them close, he opened his mouth and bit high on Steve's neck. " Ah, shit! " He yelped, bringing himself to claw along Eddie's back. The bite felt amazing, the pain lighting him up, making him harder. "Fuck me, fuck me, Eddie." 

Eddie pulled himself off, they managed to get into a squabble trying to position themselves. Steve wouldn't let himself be moved, biting and moaning when Eddie gave back just as well as he got. He really did feel wild, felt his best when Eddie flipped him over, the leash wrapping around Steve's neck and cutting off air for a brief second. It left him whimpering and open-mouthed. 

"Fuck, you look good down there, such a good dog." The leash dug into his neck with the collar, Steve could feel Eddie's clothed erection grinding onto his lubed asshole, he twitched and refused to sit still, even if it meant choking himself, especially if it meant choking himself. 

"Stop moving!" He didn't, he writhed and moaned, pressing his dick against the sheets

"Fucking, stop that!" 

" aGh!"  

Eddie bit down on the back of Steve's neck. It felt just like it did weeks ago, but better. Purer in the sense that Steve really was wild, letting himself go. He fought the pull of that hazy headspace for as long as he could, moving and letting out yelps and moans. Still, Eddie just bore down harder, cock throbbing against Steve. Finally, he let go as Steve fell still below him, panting and sweating.  

"If I let go of your leash are you gonna behave?" 

Steve hazily nodded, grinding his cock against the sheets, feeling them wet.  

"Come on Stevie, speak." 

Steve just moaned, his voice broken. Pleasure surging, Eddie kept his hand close to Steve's neck, being sure not to tangle the leash around his neck any more than it already was. Steve drooled out an uh huh against the pillow. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Eddie move to unlatch the leash and unwind it from Steve's neck, bringing it all the way back to clip it onto the silver loop on the back. 

Clothes hit the floor. Steve distracted himself from the impatience flooding him by thrusting against the sheets, uselessly filling himself with weak pleasure. 

Eddie sat back on his knees behind Steve, there was a click of lube and soon he shivered as the cool liquid trailed down his crack.

"Ah! Fuck! Fuck you!" Steve kicked out a leg, complaining louder. 

"Quiet mutt, be good for me. Spread those legs." Eddie spoke deep. Steve felt sparks behind his eyes, the man knelt on top of him, only enough for the head and shaft of his warm cock to grind against the small of his back. Steve cursed, that damn spot was always sensitive. The oddest place for him to feel arousal from and Eddie was shamelessly fucking it. 

"Nngnn" Steve really didn't want to talk, just wanted to bask here. Wanted to get fucked, all he had to do was spread his legs, but even that just seemed like a waste. Why put in the effort when Eddie could batter his cock in and fuck him senseless right now?

Eddie groaned, annoyed and gently tanking his leash"Goddamn it, I said move!"

Steve screamed, "FUCK!"

Eddie had pulled his leash, wrapping it around his wrist even more. Forcing Steve to arch his back just to get a little bit of air, his mind scattered, shuffling on his knees while his legs fell slack. The deep arch complemented the feeling of Eddie's cock still thrusting against his back.

"Good boy, good dog." 

Red flushed Steve, the bend he was in strained him, made his legs shake and air leave him, he put his hands flat on the mattress just so he could feel the leather push against his throat. 

"There you go, such a good bitch." Steve flushed, Eddie let the lead fall just so. air flooded back into his system, awareness swarmed him. his rim was stretched around two of Eddie's lengthy fingers. Sore and pleasant, Eddie thrust in. It felt less like fingering and more like mindless prep. like Eddie couldn't wait.  

His bitch . It had the same ring as mutt but meaner. Perfect. 

Eddie panted behind him, fingers slipping out of his sloppy hole. His hand rubbed the warmed lube from inside of Steve onto his cock, and said nothing as he pushed his hips against Steve. lining his cock up to Steve's asshole, using the force behind him and a spare hand to assist the side.

"Oh, fuck, fuck! Ow, oh my- " he cut himself off with more moans as the head of Eddie's cock popped in with a generous amount of pain, the stretch felt electric, the bend forcing the fat head against his prostate with no relief. 

" Shit." Eddie cursed from behind him, pressed a harsh hand on the small of Steve's back as their hips met. They both started a small grind, Steve let out continuous moans spliced with his panting while Eddie tugged his leash more and set a grinding pace but never pulling out completely. 

"Fuck, such a good boy. You feel fucking amazing. So warm."

"Yeah," Steve responded weekly. A part of himself wondered how stupid of him it would be to howl, to bark. Another thought of how good it would feel, just to let out whimpers and yelps, urging his boyfriend to fuck him harder. Mate him like an animal.  

Eddie pulled out, Steve knew he would thrust back in but he couldn't help the loud whine, he used a leg to try to kick Eddie. 

"Jesus, just fucking wait," Eddie swore at him, pulling out completely. Steve whined louder at him. 

Eddie seemed to realize something, a cruel smile lit his eyes up as Steve looked back over his shoulder to glare at him. "You want me to fuck you?" 

Steve yelped as Eddie pulled the Leash, pressing metal and leather against his throat, choking him. His cock twitched and leaked, hole open. An empty space carved just for Eddie and he wasn't even using it. 

"Come on, beg like a good puppy." 

Oh god, Eddie was right. He wasn't going to use Puppy in a nice way, it was utterly humiliating, demeaning. He was supposed to be wild damnit. Supposed to be a mutt, a wolf, not some purse dog. Steve successfully kicked Eddie's leg this time, letting out a low rumble. 

Eddie tightened his hold, letting the collar cut off more air. "Be nice you useless mutt"

Steve glared at him, they seemed to be at a standstill, Eddie only looked amused despite the red flush high in his cheeks and his throbbing cock, so red it almost purpled. 

But Steve was just as desperate, his hole fluttered around nothing, he felt humiliated and aroused. Briefly, he entertained the idea of reaching down, touching himself, just to see if he was still hard. That didn't matter though, hard or not he would always enjoy sex with Eddie. 

Just like a dog, Steve broke eye contact first, he bent his head down and let out the first purposeful whimper of the night, a pathetic noise, a way to beg without words. Just like Eddie wanted. Just like he wanted.

" Fuck." It was soft, and Steve wondered if he was even supposed to hear it before he jolted with the force behind Eddie's thrust back into his hole. He pushed and pulled on his leash with every move. Battering his prostate. 

"Ah, shit. Fuck- fuck yes." Steve let his mouth stay open, drooling and panting. It felt freeing, almost like relief, making a mess. moaning and whining as loud as he wanted, feeling Eddie's sizable cock fuck his soft insides, rubbing against his prostate and even the sensitive part even further than that.

Eddie moaned behind him, one hand was bracing himself up above Steve as the other held his leash, still remembering to tug every once in and while. Eddie himself felt Steve's plush asshole clench around him, felt the heated lube squelch out with every thrust more powerful than the previous. It lit up the hairs on the back of his neck, Steve felt like heaven, a clutch of heat around his cock moaning and whimpering. He looked divine like this, letting go, drooling. 

Eddie moaned harder, spitting out praises, "So good, you're such a good dog, my puppy. My good boy."

Steve burned red, Puppy didn't feel nearly as humiliating as it did last time, instead, it lit him up. His head felt dizzy with the praise, he moaned more, briefly shutting his mouth to swallow the drool gathering there, Eddie's cock felt so good. Pushing against the spots he loved, feeling fucked and adored in the filthy grind. Steve moved gyrating back against him before collapsing under Eddie's thrusts, falling to his elbows. Eddie bent down lower to stay close to him, keeping his pattern of thrusts up even as Steve moved an arm under himself, finding his cock and jerking it furiously. 

"Harder, choke me Eddie, Daddy."  

Eddie cursed behind him, putting both hands flat beside Steve's head, fucking harder into him, the leash fell limp but Steve didnt mind, the harsh slaps of Eddie's boney pelvis hurt in the best way and was sure to leave beautiful bruises. 

Steve pumped himself harder, Eddie staggered in his pace, groaning weakly and bringing his hand up to wind the leather lead around his wrist once more. 

" Ah, fuck, I'm gonna cum. 'M gonna fucking cum in you." Eddie's words sounded slurred "m gonna mate you, fuckin-" These were more like weak mumblings, like Eddie's filter was entirely gone regardless Steve caught them. Feeling weak he moaned in response, feeling the leather push to the side, cutting off blood flow more than air this time. It felt divine, his head spun. 

Eddie let out a weak " Fuuuck" as his cock began to twitch. He pulled harshly on the lead, burying himself deep with one last thrust. 

he bit down violently on Steve's neck, as Eddie flooded Steve's ass with his scalding hot cum, 

"Fuck! Oh my god!" Steve screamed even as his blood flow was cut off, he howled, more animal than human as he came into his own hand, feeling globs of semen spatter and seep into his fingers. Steve swore he lost his vision even as the lead was let go, he collapsed fully, staining the sheets with his cum, feeling Eddie's teeth pull out of his skin, no doubt bringing blood bubbling out of the dents. 

Eddie fell on top of him, cock still twitching inside. It seemed he was more focused on unclipping the leash from Steve's collar, leaving it wound around his wrist as they both took their time recovering. 

They spent minutes laying there, Eddie softly licking the blood from the back of Steve's neck. He tapped Steve's shoulder, checking in. "Was that good?" 

Steve let out a little laugh. "Mmhmm, real good."

Eddie smiled into Steve's neck, his cock soft and sensitive inside of Steve's loose hole. 

"You gonna pull out?" 

"You want me to?" 

Steve huffed. "Mmn gotta clean, there's uh… a lot of cum on my hand… and your sheets." 

Eddie muttered and groaned, pulling out while Steve let out a soft moan. "Mnn don't do that, you sound so good"

He glared up at Eddie. "Shush, go clean, get a towel!" 

"So mean! I'm getting a paper towel just for that!" Regardless, Eddie headed to the bathroom. 

Steve got to lay there alone for a bit, reveling in the feel of his hole, the way it clenched around nothing, how satisfied he was. He thought back to what were his favorite parts, a sort of guilt settled heavy in his chest as he realized he loved the stare-down. Having to bend his head, cower before his own boyfriend. 

"Why is it you always look so contemplative when I come back?" 

Steve looked up at Eddie, he entered the room completely naked, soft cock already cleaned off as well as any lingering pools of sweat, he took his time taking in the sight of the man coming to clean him up. 

"I like thinking back on what we did," Steve confessed as Eddie sat on the bed, gently cleaning off Steve's own soft dick. 

"What did you like? About tonight I mean." 

Steve closed his eyes, feeling almost worshiped as Eddie gently grabbed Steve's hand, cleaning the cooling cum from the webs of his fingers. 

"I liked that you made me submit. You made me bow my head, I felt worthy a bit. That you did that, you chose me, wanted me." 

Eddie threw away the dirty cloth to an unknown corner of his room, gently pulling his body up to lay by Steve's side, pressing kisses up as he went. "If that's how you felt you have no idea how worthy I felt." 

Steve peaked out of one eye, looking at Eddie. "Really?" 

"Yeah, really. I felt… treasured, worthy. You're so beautiful, my boyfriend, my boy, my puppy. And I get to be the lucky sonova bitch who fucks you, dates you, kisses you." 

Eddie cuddled closer and kissed Steve's shoulder, gently maneuvering them to spoon so he could kiss the quickly scabbing bite mark. 

"Eddie… Thank you. for doing this with me. For making me feel comfortable. For making me feel like I could do this, even doing something as humiliating as making stupid animal sounds when I cum." 

Eddie laughed but kissed Steve again anyway. "You dont ever have to be humiliated, chances are I found it incredibly hot. Also, I may have been a little zoned off, I didn't even hear you." 

"Eddie!" 

"Sorry! Sorry, can't help it, you're just perfect." Eddie chuckled

Steve rolled his eyes and laughed along with him "Yeah I know, I know, I'm a fantastic lay." 

Eddie propped himself up on one elbow to look at Steve, to look at his face, the marks he left on his neck, the scratches on his waist. He had no doubt he looked just as well fucked as his lover did. "It's not just having sex with you, Steve, it's you as a person. We could never have sex again and I'd still love you and stay by your side." 

Steve pressed his eyes shut, he didn't know why hearing that made something inside of him crack, made him want to cry. "Why? You know I'm not consistent with sex, I get crushes on other people. Why stay?" 

Eddie sighed and bent his head down to brush Steve's slightly damp hair out of the way, kissing his forehead, not caring if he tasted sweat. "Because I don't need sex all the time, and even if we do intimate things. You told me you don't have to get off to enjoy it. Even when you get grossed out by the thought of having sex sometimes, I would never want to pressure you, I can get off fine by myself. As I have the past 20 years of my life." 

Steve huffed a laugh. Turning his head to get a brief kiss on the lips.

"Besides, they're passing crushes. Who cares if you get a crush on a cute person for a while? At the end of the day, you're choosing to come home to me, to be with me. I love you knowing full well you can love another person while loving me." 

Eddie kissed Steve's cheek again and again, pressing multiple all over his face, just to hear him laugh despite the tears in his eyes. 

"Of course I choose you." Steve pressed his own tender kiss to Eddie's lips. "I'll choose you for as long as I can, I love you. I know you want it to be just us, so it will always stay that way. Because I love you, and giving up a crush is nothing in comparison. Not when I have you here with me." 

Eddie shook his head, just to rid himself of any tears that might've thought of forming. They pressed their foreheads together. Resting in bed after having great sex, it brought peace to Eddie. In his mind, he wished for Steve to always be happy, for them to be happy together. 

Wherever life may lead them, if it was out of this trailer park, if it was out of Hawkins. Eddie would stay by Steve's side, as would Steve. Both of them happy to know the other wouldn't give them up for the world.