cheerleader: (chrissy47)
chrissy cunningham ([personal profile] cheerleader) wrote2022-08-15 06:47 pm

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[Sometimes when she and Eddie get high, they lose any sense of a filter and just chatter endlessly. One night after they've smoked and are laying in bed, Chrissy halfway dangling over the edge, she suggests that she thinks Steve Harrington is pretty. It's not a surprise when Eddie agrees.

What is a surprise is Chrissy suggesting about twenty minutes later that they could invite Steve to join them sometime. She says it so casually that Eddie probably thinks she's just talking to be talking. When she brings it up again a little later, she thinks he gets that it's something she's genuinely interested in exploring. Only this time she phrases it as a question, asking him what he thinks about Steve.

The topic is brought up again the next weekend when she's over, and Eddie finally suggests that they do something to sate her curiosity. He's never denied her anything before, and doesn't seem to want to start now. She's only taken a couple of hits off the joint they're passing back and forth at that point, and wonders if he's the type to get jealous. She doesn't know if she is.

But she knows that she wants to know what Steve is like when he's being appreciated the way he deserves. And she thinks Eddie wants it too. There's not an ounce of jealousy about that when she insists that he do something to get Steve over.

The first time Eddie manages it, Chrissy gets shy. Eddie picks up on it and instead of worrying about seducing Steve, they all just get high together and spend the night talking and laughing. She's a little more forward the following weekend when they watch a movie and she winds up squeezed between the two of them on the couch, holding Eddie's hand as her head rests on Steve's shoulder.

They make a habit out of hanging out together, and by the time Chrissy decides her curiosity about Steve in bed has reached new heights, things between the three of them feel easy and natural. There's nothing awkward about the way her eyes watch Steve's mouth as he takes a hit off the joint Eddie passes him. There's nothing wrong with the way she leans in to surprise Steve with a kiss right after. And there's definitely no jealousy as Eddie takes a turn right after. Her eyes widen in surprise as she enjoys what she sees, but then her boys are breaking away and she has to act like she wasn't just watching and enjoying it.

She fails miserably, blushing as she laughs and glances over at Steve.
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You know, you can tell us to back off. We won't mind.
babysitters: (Teicgko)

[personal profile] babysitters 2022-09-05 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, ( Steve says, unintelligently, even though the way they are looking at him and the heat in their kisses should have translated that fact without Chrissy saying it out loud. look, in his defense, he never expected to kiss Chrissy and Eddie when he took his first hit tonight. this feels so wildly impossible it's hard to get traction on the moment.

it's not entirely that he's never been in this situation before. he was King of Hawkins High for awhile, and that had some benefits, back in the day. kissing two different girls was a highlight. Carol hinted he should come upstairs with her and Tommy, once, though Steve had laughed it off and stayed in the roar of the party. it was hard not to wonder what would have happened if he'd followed her. still, this is just... different. it's not strangers, it's being invited into something he admires. envies, really, if he's honest. it is hard to understand how he's wanted when Eddie and Chrissy have each other already and they seem so perfect for each other.

that said, his limited experience isn't deep enough to know how this actually works in execution. taking turns kissing at a party isn't quite the same as actually having a threesome, and this is veering into something Steve has never explored before. probably wouldn't have ever considered he'd want to explore it, except here he is in the thick of it. and Steve can't imagine wanting it to be anything different. it feels better, strangely, to have all three of them in this moment. even if it still feels a little unreal.

his mouth goes a little dry at Eddie's blunt suggestion, and the burn of his fingers on his chest.
) Fuck, Eddie, ( Steve mutters, and he really didn't think Eddie Munson being decisive and commanding would be such a turn on, and yet here he is. Steve catches Chrissy's palm, just to keep an anchor on her before he turns to chase the filth down Eddie's tongue. Eddie talking dirty, even to somebody else, is way hotter than it has any right to be. the kiss is messy, needy, eager — trying to make sense of a situation that is more than a little overwhelming. Steve feels breathless, floaty, when he finally pulls back to look at Chrissy. try to summon the strength to form a complete sentence when Eddie has painted the picture of her on her knees with her mouth around his cock so vividly in his head. )

Do you... want to? ( Steve can't functionally understand this being about him, or his call. he's really just happy to be involved, he doesn't need to be the focus! if Chrissy would rather go down on her boyfriend, fuck, he's totally fine with that. being with Eddie has chased away a bit of the closed off shyness, the fear, that used to weigh Chrissy down. but Steve doesn't want to push her farther than she's ready to go. that's the last thing he could possibly want, actually. )