"So is this- you being jealous thing going become like a regular thing? Because I honestly thought it was hot as fuck." They were sitting in bed now, Steve straddling Eddie's lap while he played with his hair, and Eddie just tucked into his neck.

Steve could definitely get used to this. This is what he's wanted his whole life- home. And now, sitting there, that's all he could think about. The warmth he got from just being with Eddie, the way he can make him smile no matter how irritated or pissed he is, the way he cares for him. It's almost to much for him to handle.

"Well if we're going to talk about it. Aren't you the one that has a track record of two now? And both with the same person. You almost left me because you saw Robin fixing my hair, and you basically fucked me in front of her because I said she looked hot." Eddie rolled his eyes and rubbed his hands soothingly up and down Steve's back. "Once again Harrington, you fail to answer the actual question. So aren't you the one who has a track record now of at least- three."

Steve took a big breath, mustering the rest of his energy and confidence he had for the day. "Okay, ask me them then." Eddie's eyes narrowed, "and you'll answer all of them?" He nodded his head, scooting closer up on Eddie's lap and wrapping his arms around his neck. "you said there were three. So obviously they're important if you can remember them. Shoot away handsome, I'm ready."

The corner of Eddie's lip quirked up at the name and he shook his head in amusement. "Let's see, going back all the way to- last night and today. Why have you been trying to hide your pain? I mean, I was there so I obviously know you have at least some."

Steve leaned in and gave him a soft kiss, "that's very humble of you." Eddie kissed him back, only to wrap his hand around Steve's throat and pull him away, "nice try princess." Steve rolled his eyes and the hand fell from his neck, the air hitting it making him feel bare. "Fine. I guess at first I just didn't want you to be so high and mighty about it. Which failed- obviously. But then I guess, I don't know- I didn't want to you to think you had to go easier on me just because of it."

His face was on fire and he tried to look at anything but his boyfriend, failing when he felt Eddie move underneath him and two hands move his body to sit next to him. "Yeah, not a good idea to talk about that while you're sitting on my dick." He gave a nervous chuckle and Steve rolled his eyes and turned towards him, letting him continue his investigation. He cleared his throat and then a groan sounded from the back of his throat. "Shit! I just remembered another one!"

Steve laugh and flicked his chest, "nice try. You said three, so three it'll be. Pick and choose baby." Eddie grabbed the finger on his chest and locked theirs together, laying it back down. "Okay, so you tell me then- did you like the pain? I mean all the fucking bruises on you and you're walking around like a winner." Steve could tell how proud he sounded towards the end of it, and even though his face felt like it was on fire, he couldn't help but smile at him.

"I- I don't know exactly. I mean that's the first time I've-. Shit I don't know Munson. No one's ever fucked me. Especially not like that. I was being serious about the you killing me thing- as long as it's with you. I think I'd like it no matter what."

"I'm just really attracted to you- I've never been this affected by someone in my life. You're smile, your fucking laugh, the way you walk. It all mesmerizes me. Especially when your tone like shoots down and-"

A hand squeezing his thigh told him to stop talking immediately and he shut his mouth. Steve squeaked out a 'sorry' and kissed his boyfriend's cheek, trying to ease some of the tension. "Back to the jealousy thing now- do I need to repeat that or can you pea brain remember back that far?"

Steve smacked his stomach, which earned him a wink. "Shit head." Eddie's hand was now rubbing gently up and down Steve's thigh, a calming gesture that for once was not affecting him badly. "Yeah but you love this shit head. Now answer my question."

"I don't think I'd get jealous unless you gave me an actual reason to be. I don't know. I've never gotten like- the chance to figure that out. I mean, I don't like the idea of someone else flirting with you. You're my boyfriend. So honestly people can fuck right off- ah yes I hear it now."

Eddie laughed and cupped Steve's face in his hands, rubbing their noses together. "Awe big boy, are you learning about yourself?" Steve rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at the man, darting away before the perv could put it in his mouth. "But what about-"

"No, uh uh. You said three questions and you got three." Eddie stuck out his lip and pouted, "come onn baby."

But then Steve got a fun idea.

"Take your pants off." Eddie sat up straight and looked at him in bewilderment, "what?"

"Can you hear? Take your pants off Munson." His eyebrows furrowed and his hands slowly slipped down to his pants, unbuckling his belt and pulling it off, throwing it on the floor.

He never broke eye contact.

His fingers hooked around the edge of his jeans and he slipped them off, lifting himself so he could pull them down all the way and threw them to the belt. A sweet smile broke onto Steve's face and he kissed Eddie on the cheek. "Good night love."

He turned around with his back to Eddie and hugged the pillow beneath him, smiling proudly to himself. The bed eventually dipped down next to him, arms wrapped around Steve's waist and pulled him roughly against the man's chest. A whimper fell out of Steve's mouth without permission as his butt hit against Eddie's dick and the familiar tickle of someone's breath hit his neck. Eddie nipped at it and placed a wet kiss over the irritated spot. "Good night baby."