#demisexual steve

@corrodedbisexual

Rating: Explicit

5,694 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Smut, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Light Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Porn with Feelings, Eddie Munson Loves Steve Harrington, Pining, Friendship/Love, Erectile Dysfunction, Awkward Conversations, Intimacy, Gay Eddie Munson, Service Top Eddie Munson, Demisexual Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington Has Self-Esteem Issues, Demisexuality, Soft Eddie Munson, References to Drugs, Pet Names, Non-Penetrative Sex, Gentle Sex, Body Worship, Nipple Play, Hair-pulling, Neck Kissing, Blow Jobs, Ball Massage, Prostate Massage, Blindfolds, Come Swallowing, Masturbation, Coming In Pants, Making Out, Confessions, Love Confessions, Friends to Lovers, Requited Love, Their Love Is So, love at first fuck, Happy Ending, Biromantic Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington just wants to be loved, POV Eddie Munson, Post-Coital Cuddling, Post-Vecna (Stranger Things), Minor Steve Harrington/Original Female Character(s), Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson Uses a Cane, Disabled Eddie Munson, Boys Kissing, Experienced Eddie Munson

Summary:

Steve comes to Eddie's trailer with a very personal problem. Eddie listens, compassionate and judgment-free, and proposes a solution. Completely selflessly, of course; he just wants to reassure Steve that there's nothing wrong with him, or more accurately, his dick. Except for the fact that Eddie's been pathetically yearning for his friend for months now, and is always greedy for whatever scraps of Steve Harrington he can get, even breaking his own heart in the process. “I think… it’s all just about your state of mind, Stevie. Maybe you just need a different approach. Where there’s no stress, no pressure, just someone focusing on… you. No stakes, no expectations, no judgment on how long it takes for you to… get to a finish line, or even whether you enter the race at all, so to speak. Just let yourself feel good.”

This is a MOD rec as a part of our Fic Fridays.

He knew from a young age he was different from the other kids. The other kids in his class giggled about kisses and cooties, Steve had no desire for these things. The other boys in his class didn't look at the other girls and want to wear their pretty dresses. The other kids didnt sneak into their mom's bathroom and put on lipstick.

The other kids weren't different.

As Steve grew up he felt even more different. Tommy had a girlfriend now, Steve got one because Tommy said he was a queer otherwise, Steve's dad taught him he didn't want to be one of those.

Steve felt nothing when he was kissed, the girls were nice but the only thing he liked was the lipstick they'd leave behind on his lips.

Maybe he was queer, he whispered as such to Tommy one night, Tommy kissed him, he felt nothing.

"Maybe you just need to find the right girl."

Maybe Tommy was right.

Nancy Wheeler should've been the right girl. She was perfect, smart, kind, beautiful. He loved Nancy but he still felt nothing when she kissed him, maybe Nancy was right, he was bullshit, he couldn't even love right.

Steve loved Robin, Robin was different to Nancy maybe she was the right girl. She wasn't but Robin would use Steve to practice painting nails and let him borrow her sweaters. Robin gave him soft pink Chapstick and told him mascara made his eyes look pretty. Robin told him it's ok to feel like a girl sometimes cause sometimes they felt like a boy. Stevie felt like herself with Robin.

Eddie was different, he wasn't a girl but he made Stevie feel alive. Not at first though. Steve hated him, thought he was stealing her kids. Then he saved Dustin, then they talked a lot in the hospital, then Eddie stayed with him while he recovered, then Eddie kept staying, then months past then Stevie had a nightmare, then Eddie called him Stevie and Steve corrected Eddie that it was a Steve day and all Eddie did was smile and nod, then they started sharing a bed cause they felt safer that way, then Steve woke up one day and he felt the feelings everyone had told him about for years.

"Oh."

Steve didn’t really get the appeal of sex. He never had. It was fine in middle school, he would laugh at the stupid jokes Tommy H made and parrot back some version of his own, not quite understanding what he was saying. That didn’t matter, though; it made people laugh and clap him on the back. Then they got to high school. Tommy and Carol had been together “long enough to ask her, dontcha think?” Steve didn’t quite know what Tommy was going to ask her, but figured it didn’t hurt to agree. Now, Steve wasn’t stupid, he knew what sex was. At least, in the abstract. When he had asked his parents at age nine where babies come from, all he got was an “ask your mother” and a “oh you’ll find out when you’re older.” His health class sputtered through a quick, and frankly kinda gross, biological explanation and that was it. So yes, Steve knew what sex was, he just didn’t get the appeal. He figured one day, when he was married he would have sex- he did want six kids after all. But outside of some future marriage, Steve really couldn’t be bothered to care about sex. 

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The man blows out a breath. It's a surprisingly prosaic noise. "Let's start over," he decides. "I'm Bucky." He wraps Percy's leash around his left hand, leans down, and holds out his right. Steve takes it. It's warm and calloused, the skin a little rough. "Bucky Barnes." He tugs at Steve's hand and Steve lets himself be helped to his feet.

"Steve Rogers," Steve says. "What the fuck?"

Bucky laughs.

Steve has to make himself let go of Bucky's hand after what he hopes is a normal amount of time, not a creeper amount of time. Bucky's laugh is really nice. He thinks he'd like to hear it again. But first, there's the matter of the gryphon.

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In which Steve Rogers stumbles across the Barnes Exotic Animal Rescue for Magical Creatures, meets a witch named Bucky, accidentally adopts a unicorn, and never wants to leave.

He didn't have many crushes growing up, in fact he could count the on one hand.

First there was Sara Flint, Steve was twelve and they were lab partners all year, three times a week he and Sara would joke around in class. On the last day he realised this was those butterflies his friends always talked about, but by then it was too late, all he got was a kiss on the cheek and that summer the Flints left town.

It was another four years before his next one, Nancy Wheeler. Four years never finding those butterflies again, Tommy cycled through girlfriends like a rolodex until he finally landed on Carol. Sure they had been girls who kissed him at parties but they felt hollow and boring. There was even that kiss he and Tommy shared last year to "check if they were gay just in case" but he felt nothing there either.

But Nancy, Nancy turned caterpillars into butterflies inside him. She was smart and beautiful and kind. They had met when he'd been told he was going to fail chemistry if he didn't pick up his grade. He'd gotten Nancy's number as a possible tutor for extra credit. Two weekdays and every weekend they'd either be at Steve's dining table or down at the library studying. Steve passed his test and butterflies grew inside him when Nancy hugged him in congratulations. This time Steve wasn't too late, but that Halloween made him wish he was.

Steve hoped it would be another four years before the butterflies returned but the following summer brought, Robin Buckley. Robin had been different, they hadn't gotten on at first, but after Steve told off a jock for touching her she allowed him to be closer. They weren't friends but they had jokes and banter. Then the Russians pulled Robin into Steve's orbit in a place he never wanted her to be, the butterflies grew but he would've taken the blows despite them. Sitting in that bathroom with Robin he allowed the butterflies to stay but recognised them more as moths drawn to the light that was a best friend.

Steve had never given sexuality much thought until he met Robin. He assumed he was straight, I mean he had to be right? Sure he didn't feel the same way about everything his old friends talked about but he had liked girls before and he'd never liked boys.

Robin taught him a lot of her limited knowledge of the subject, they were still small town teens after all. So yeah, of course he was straight.

Steve was straight until he wasn't, until he met Eddie. Eddie who pulled the attention of his kids and brought smiles to their faces. Eddie who was loud and bright even when faced with the horrors of another world. Eddie who kept smiling through pain and smiled at Steve in the hospital room. Eddie who took him on drives when nightmares couldn't be chased away. Eddie who remembered things about Steve and asked him questions about his day. Eddie who hugged Robin in understanding bring Steve's best friend an ally in a world he couldn't get. Eddie who would do anything for the ones he loved.

Steve who was straight and didn't understand why people seemed to go on dates with people they just met. Steve who was straight and had only ever liked girls. Steve who was straight and loved Robin more than anything.

Steve who was straight until he felt butterflies grow inside him for a fourth time.

Steve who was straight until he met Eddie.

Steve who was straight until he realised he would've loved Eddie whether he was a guy or not.

Steve who wasn't really straight and loved Eddie because he was Eddie, who knew that loving Eddie was as simple as breathing.

Steve who wasn't really straight because loving Eddie was inevitable, written in the stars, a love that had been waiting all along.