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Summary:

It was all the kid's fault really, Robin's too since she played along, but if they all didn't call him 'Mom' all the time he wouldn't be here embarrassed as shit in the kitchen.
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Steve is feeling a bit maternal and Eddie isn't helping, and neither is Steve's massive crush on him.

Notes:

This is just over 5000 words of me being obsessed with the 'Mama Steve' thing I see in fluffy domestic fics sometimes. It's cute.
Anyway, not much else to say besides I did my best with rereading to grab any mistakes and such, but no promises lol.

The Title is Abba, but you knew that already.

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It was all the kid's fault really, Robin's too since she played along, but if they all didn't call him 'Mom' all the time he wouldn't be here embarrassed as shit in the kitchen.

He allowed the kids to have their DnD Campaigns at his place since it was large enough to hold everyone in the same room with plenty of legroom, (Karen also didn't want an ex-framed murderer in her basement after the last fiasco with El.) so Steve said he let them all into his home.

He was making the kids Spaghetti. It was simple and easy, and they all loved the Italian sausage Steve makes with it. He even decided that he was going to make cheesy garlic bread alongside it as well since he had some extra money to spend at the store.

Budgeting for the house was simple, his parents had owned the house and only had to pay for the HOA fees and the garbage pickup. Other than that, his parents leave everything up to Steve to take care of for himself. He uses the government hush money to help keep him afloat with the bills, but everything else like gas, food, and his hair products he pays with his paychecks. He makes his clothes last by sewing and thrifting, Robin helping him "expand his horizons" in his choice of clothing.

So, at the moment he was wearing a soft blue sweater and some comfy pajama pants, an apron that his mom never used wraps around his torso so as to not get messy. The bread was already in the oven, and he was turning the sausage and sauce together in the pan to mix in with the spaghetti noodles when they were done, "wow, Mama Stevie~ you working hard in the kitchen? Making sure all your little ducklings are getting fed?" Eddie cooed as he came walking up behind him.

Steve froze in place, the words filtering into his head slowly and making him shiver. Mama, Mama, Mama. It kept repeating in his head and it was all he could think about as he does his best not to react too much. He turns to look at Eddie, who was leaning against the counter on the kitchen island watching Steve cook the food, he was stunning. He was wearing his hair up in a bun showing off all the piercings he's been getting lately after healing. (His reasoning being, "I almost died dude! I still haven't gotten to do all the things I wanted to do! I need to get a move on before the next potential apocalypse!") His stubble was coming in a bit on his jawline, and he was wearing a worn-out shirt with the sleeves torn off and the sides were wide open where you could see his scars and pale skin. All this to say, Eddie looked really hot right now.

Steve clears his throat, trying to ignore how red his face must look, "well, someone has to make sure they don't starve." he chuckled weakly.

He turns back around to his sauce before Eddie could see the look on his face. He doesn't know what's gotten into himself. He has been secure in his sexuality since he realized that, maybe, looking at guys and thinking they were hot, and a babe weren't exactly the most heterosexual thoughts. So, a few magazines, a long talk with Robin and Nancy and a separate heart to heart with Hopper (which he really needed, surprisingly) later and he found out that he was, what is called, "bisexual". Ever since though, he has been so flustered around Eddie, he would feel his stomach twist and flutter at the very sight of him. His mind is always flooded with the very thought of his friend and now here he was trying his best not to get anymore flustered at the thought of Eddie referring to him as 'Mama'. He doesn't know why he likes it. It's probably for the same reason he likes looking softer, likes wearing brighter clothing and indulges in his secret hobby quite often.

"You look so sweet in your little apron. Looking like a real housewife there Stevie" Eddie teased, his fingers playing with the strings of the apron itself. When did he get so close? Steve swallowed hard, there was another thing, the nicknames. It was always something new like, 'Sweetheart', 'Angel', 'Honey', but 'Stevie' was his favorite to use (Steve's as well). "Someone should really wife you up, honestly it's a treason that hasn't happened yet." Eddie's breath tickles the shell of ear, his large hand sitting at the small of his back.

He was dying, he was actually dying right now. Steve just shrugged trying to play it off, "You already done with the session? Don't want the kids to be waiting too long" he turns the heat off after the sauce is done. He takes a couple of deep breaths trying to calm his quick beating heart.

"Yeah, we finished not too long ago, we cleaned up and the kids are watching a movie til the food is done. Got them all taken care of for you honey, no need to worry here Mama Bear" he says as his chin rests against Steve's shoulder, his arms wrapping around his waist underneath the apron. Eddie's hands were resting on top of stomach on his belly button, his thumb stroking over the sweater. That shouldn't be anything, it really wasn't, but Steve was inflamed by the very action. Hit after hit with the 'Mama' talk and housewife references, the pet names, the soft touches, and Steve didn't know what to do with himself anymore. Because that one, small touch made Steve think he was at the beginning stages of pregnancy, that he was going to have a baby and Eddie was being gentle because he had to "for the baby". That Eddie will hold him softly not to press too hard on his stomach and hurt them. FUCK! That really got him going, Steve was such a mess.

Steve held a hand up to cover his face a bit at the rising embarrassment he was feeling, "Eddie, I-I'm gonna need to move around the bread should be-" as if on cue, the timer for the oven went off, and Eddie jumped a bit at the noise. He let's go of Steve who quickly goes off with an oven mitt and opens the hatch. He was grateful for the distraction and bent over to grab the pans out of the oven, placing them on the cooling racks on top of the counter and closing the door. "Eddie, can you go tell the kids the food is ready? I'll grab the plates from the cabinets and set the table." he said looking over to the older boy.

Eddie was flushed in his cheeks and chuckles, "yes, ma'am" he teased as he walked into the living room shouting for everyone to clean up and get into the kitchen.

As Steve sets the table the kids come one after the other, Will and Dustin help with the rest of the set up while the others sit down at the table as Eddie and Steve bring over the Spaghetti. Steve served all the kids and Eddie their plates, and Eddie made his while he handed the last kid their plate.

They all sat down, with Eddie at the head of the table and Steve sitting beside him on his left, "before we eat! Let's thank Steve for making dinner and hosting our campaign at his house!" Eddie announced.

Scattered 'thank you's were sounded around the table in reply. Steve simply just smiled, he felt so loved in these moments. The times where he can enjoy dinner with the family, he chose for himself, spending quality time with those he holds most dear, it was something so foreign to him growing up that he never realized it was exactly what he needed to feel wanted and appreciated.

Dinner was a major success overall; the kids ate a lot and Steve only had a little bit to put away as leftovers. Eddie offered to do the rest of the cleaning up and the dishes as Steve cattle the rest of the kids back home who hadn't been picked up already. "Don't worry about Casa Harrington, I've got it covered Darling" he winked.

Steve felt his heart clench at the sight and nodded before telling the kids to get in the car. As he was dropping them off, he couldn't help but keep thinking about Eddie being at his house taking care of things. The very idea that he would even do that for him makes Steve fall for him more and more. He was so gone for him. It's decided then, he was going to make a move on Eddie and if the other man didn't want him then so be it. At least his house was clean, and all he'd have to do was cry himself to sleep at the rejection.

He pulls in the driveway to still see Eddie's van still sitting there. He quickly gets out and into the house, he finds that everything is put where it was before, and the kitchen light is still on. He peeks in and sees Eddie leaning on the counter with two plates filled with slices of pie. The long-haired man looks up and sees him, he smiles, "hey welcome back! I, uh, was wondering if you wanted to have dessert with me? I brought it over before the kids could see it, and eat the whole thing before you could get some''

He bites his lip and nods, “I would love that, thank you Eds” he smiled brightly.

Eddie smiles back wider and takes the plates and hands one over to Steve, “uh, I also grabbed vanilla ice cream too. If you want some.”

Steve giggled, “of course, you can’t have pie without it”

“My sentiments exactly, Stevie”

They eat their pieces on the couch and they catch up without the room filled with loud kids shouting at one another. They talked about their jobs, Steve complains about the irritating customers he gets in at the RadioShack (which he now works at since Robin and him both got fired from Family video), and Eddie just takes it all in. Nodding his head at the right moments, making small comments about some of the customers and how they shouldn't treat him like that. Eddie then explains how everything is at the motor shop he works at a town over, telling him about the guys helping him learn new things and getting the hang of working on engines. With his experience always having to work on his van it helped him figure out things pretty quickly, and Steve can’t help but feel a tad guilty about imagining Eddie in his coveralls, covered in sweat from a hard day and oil from the engines. Very hot.

“Earth to Stevie” he called out in a little tune.

Steve comes back into the moment, “yeah?”

Eddie just chuckled, “I was asking if you wanted more pie or if you wanted to give me your plate?”

Steve shook his head, “I’m good on the pie, thank you again Eds. I’ve got the plates though you don’t have to do them” he says, reaching out for Eddie’s plate before it was moved away.

“Uh-uh, princess. It’s the least I can do for the prettiest mama in all of Hawkins.” he purrs.

Steve felt hot, his sweater becoming much too warm. He looks at the mischievousness in Eddie’s eyes, watching him, looking for his reaction, though there was something else underneath it all. Steve knows that look, though it was subtle, it was there, and he has plenty of experience with people ogling at him. A heated gaze on him, or a flutter of eyelashes, except Eddie was giving him this look. Eddie’s eyes on him were addicting and now he could make his move. Keep those eyes on him and possibly get something on him too, preferably in him as well.

He just smiles and without breaking eye contact he slowly begins to get up. Eddie licks his lips and moves with him, “where you going, honey?” he asked, voice soft and low, practically rumbling in his chest.

Without a word he makes a mad dash to the kitchen and goes to wash his plate in the sink, hearing Eddie chasing him from behind and couldn’t help the fit of giggles coming out of him as he reaches his destination. Eddie wasn’t far behind and caged his back trying to grab the plate out of Steve’s hands. He must have put his down on the counter since he had both of his hands, one trying to grab the plate and his other free arm wrapping around his torso.

“Hehe, come on Stevie, hand it over to me.” he spoke against his neck, he was out of breath and Steve was having a difficult time with not making any weird noises at the feeling and thought.

Still he wrestled to turn the water on and grab the dish soap, both the boys were getting soaked, laughing all the while. It felt amazing just to goof around like this, and just have an excuse to touch each other.

Eventually, Steve did manage to wash his plate turning towards Eddie with a triumphant smile. His breaths heavy, sweat gathered on his forehead and looked into chocolate brown eyes. Eddie was smiling just as wide and leaned his forehead against Steve's chuckling, "hey Steve" he mutters softly.

"Yeah Eddie?" He answered, a tad nervous for what Eddie had to say.

Eddie pulls back to look at him again and gives him a small smile, "I like you, like a lot. A lot. Been into you for, like, what feels like forever. Then you waltz into my life with an oar in your hands and I've fallen for you even more with every smile, every laugh, and every scowl you show. All this to say, I want to take you out sometime"

Steve just stares at him, absolutely frozen. He just said he liked him; Eddie confessed to him in the most beautiful way. Eyes held such sincerity and admiration in them. He just went with instinct and leaned in. Steve cups Eddie's face and kisses him hard, loving the way his lips felt, soft and warm.

It doesn't take Ed long for him to reciprocate the gesture enthusiastically. Pushing Steve against the sink and claiming his mouth with his slick hot tongue. Steve groans, slipping his hands into his wild locks and pulling lightly.

Lips and tongues glide against one another in what feels like perfect harmony and precision. It's as if they were made to fit each other like two broken halves of a whole. Eddie’s mouth moves quickly across his jawline and down his neck, leaving wet, messy kisses.

“Wanna make you feel good baby, can I do that for you? Let me take care of you?” he asked breathlessly as he nipped at the flesh under his lips.

Steve gasps, “fuck, yes” pulling Eddie back up to kiss him more. “Upstairs, take me upstairs.” he demands.

Eddie nods his head and suddenly, out of fucking left field, Eddie picks up him by his thighs. Steve lets out a yelp of surprise, clinging onto the metal head who just chuckles at his dramatic reaction. “How- when-, what?” Steve Stutters out, very confused.

Eddie shrugs, “I had to start exercising more, because of physical therapy. Wanted to lift my amp up and my guitar without the guy’s help, and well, the thought of picking you up may have been a factor” he looked a tad bashful as he confessed.

Steve just stares at Eddie for a moment. He was so cute, it had to be illegal, it was against nature to look that cute. He smiled at him and kissed him softly, savoring the feel of his lips against his own. Eddie bit his bottom lip and Steve groaned, “love that you can pick me up, it’s so hot” he confessed.

Eddie smiled widely and led them upstairs. It actually took them a while to get to the room, with Eddie kissing him heatedly against the walls along the way. Eventually, when they finally did make it in his bedroom, Eddie tossed him on the bed. The curly haired boy crawled on top of him and started to leave marks all over his neck again, making Steve’s hips lift to find any friction. Hurried hands find their way to clothes, the boys tearing still wet shirts and pants off one another. Then suddenly everything went to a halt, Steve looked at Eddie confused before noticing he was looking down, Steve glanced down and blushed. He sort of forgot about putting them on this morning.

Steve looked back up at Eddie, “do..do you not like it? I-I don’t have to-” he was cut off by a brutal kiss and shoved against the sheets hard, he was completely trapped underneath Eddie who was grinding their hips together. Steve mewling against his lips at the feeling of finally being touched.

Eddie pulled away, a string of saliva connecting between them. He licked his lips, and fuck was that hot. Eddie’s eyes were heated with lust, looking at him hungirly, “That’s so hot, baby. Fuck” he groans, “Don’t want to see you in anything else ever again, princesses like you deserve to feel pretty” his hands trail down his sides and his thumbs lightly caress the soft fabric of the pink cotton panties he was wearing. “Look so pretty.”

Steve felt a shiver race up his spine at the compliments, Eddie likes the panties. He was so happy that Eddie liked them, and he thought he looked pretty. He liked to look pretty and soft, but it felt especially good to do so for Eddie.

The metalhead began to palm at Steve’s cock through the panties, making the younger moan and grind against it. “That’s it princess, rub your clit against me babygirl.”

That. That made Steve cry out loudly and cling to the sheets. Eddie just called his cock a ‘clit’, he called him ‘babygirl’ and that was so hot, and really got him going.

“Fuck,” he breathed out, “please, Eddie. Please touch me,” he begs.

He just chuckles, “but baby I am touching you? Is this not enough, what are you asking for, sweetheart?” he teases, smiling from ear to ear.

Steve whines, still clawing at the sheets, “want you, want you to,” he couldn’t formulate the words he wanted. He didn’t even know exactly what he wanted, except it needed to be more.

Eddie palms his cock firmly, still moving slowly over his panties. It wasn’t enough, and he knew it. Knew it was driving Steve up a fucking wall with how he was being toyed with, “come on pretty girl, tell me what you want, and I’ll give it you. Give you anything Stevie, you just gotta tell me” giving Steve’s cock a good squeeze.

Steve gasps and whines once more, he needs more. "Daddy," he breathes out, “Please" he softly begs.

He hears Eddie wheeze out a pained sigh. Eddie leans his forehead against his sternum, "fuck, baby" he mutters.

That seemed to get Eddie going and he slips off Steve's panties and begins to stroke Steve's cock. It’s the best damn experience he has ever had the pleasure of having. Steve moans as Eddie works his cock over with his hand, saying the most filthiest shit. “That’s it Mama let go for me, gonna take good care of you. Like it when I rub your clit baby? Your pussy is getting so wet for me baby, can’t wait to have you squirting all over my fingers. Just like you deserve to, been working so fucking hard for your kiddos and now it’s mama’s turn to relax.”

Steve was so close, but he didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted to feel Eddie, needed to feel Eddie. “Daddy! Wait, please” he pleads.

Eddie stops and looks at Steve, “something wrong princess?”

Steve shook his head, “feel good, but want you to fuck me. Please, I want to feel you Daddy.” he demands.

The metal head looked shocked. Staring wide-eyed at Steve, “are you sure, Stevie?” placing his free hand against his cheek, lightly stroking his thumb along his skin. It was so sweet and soft, Eddie making sure he actually felt ready for this. He did. He really fucking did, because if Eddie didn’t fuck him now, he was going to explode.

Steve nods, “yeah Daddy want you to fuck me, know you’ll take good care of me. I trust you so much, Eds.” he leans in and kisses the palm of his lover’s hand.

Cause that’s what they are now. Lovers. Eddie may not be ready to say it, but Steve knew he loved Eddie. He fell hard and fast for his brave hero, the same man who came barreling into a very fucked up situation, because people were in danger and he wanted to. He looked death in the fucking face and rocked it’s ass off before getting mauled almost to death then coming back to kicked it’s ass to stay alive. Steve touches Eddie’s scars and smiles, he was so happy to have this wonderful man take care of him. Ask for what he needs and help to provide it for him. How can he not love him?

The man above him takes ahold of Steve’s wandering hand and kisses his knuckles lightly. “Yeah, sweetheart. I’ll do anything for you.”

After that it’s sweet and soft. Eddie holds him close as he slowly kisses him, chest touching, feeling their hearts beating beneath their skin. A hand reaching into Steve’s bedside table and rummaging around to grab a bottle of lube and a condom. Steve pouts up at him.

“What?” Eddie chuckled.

Steve feels his cheeks heat up in embarrassment, “I wanna get tested with you tomorrow…” he turns his face so he can’t see Eddie’s reaction, “don’t want you to wear a condom.”

There was silence, then he felt teeth seep into his neck causing him to gasp loudly. Eddie starts sucking and biting into the crook of his neck violently, “you’re going to be the death of me, Steve” he sounds pained as he speaks. “Yeah, mama we can get tested. Want me to fuck you raw, fill up your pussy?” he asked, as Steve heard a click in the room.

Steve nods his head, turning back to see he opened the bottle and is pouring an excessive amount of lube over his fingers. “Yeah, Daddy. Want you to fill me up really good, wanna feel only you”

He felt a finger circle his rim before pushing into him. The intrusion was slow and tad strange, but nothing he hasn’t felt before. Steve has only ever gotten up to one finger in himself, he could never reach for his good spot no matter the angle so he saw no point in trying anymore. Except with Eddie’s long fingers he could reach deeper into Steve, and it felt amazing. After a few minutes, another finger began to stretch him open and burned a bit. Except gentle kisses helped distract from the sensation. He felt his nipple get pinched and he moaned, looking down to see Eddie playing with his chest with his free hand. It all helped increase his pleasure as he was being opened up with a third finger, but honestly he just wanted to feel Eddie.

“Daddy” he whines, “hurry.”

Eddie chuckles, “I got you mama, don’t you worry. Just wanna make sure you’re not gonna get hurt” he answered his whining by pressing his fingers against him and a spark of pleasure bolted through him quickly.

Steve’s hips bucked onto Eddie’s fingers trying to get more of that feeling. He read that your prostate would feel good, but damn he underestimated it until now. That was mind-blowingly good, “more, Daddy. Please” he begs.

Eddie chuckles as he continues to play with him, fucking his fingers into him faster hitting his good spot everytime, “that feel good baby? Am I hitting your G-spot, princess? You keep fucking yourself against my fingers, so it has to be good, right?”

“Yeah, Yeah, feel good Daddy. Love it” he panted.

Eddie kisses his forehead, “love seeing you let go baby, becoming so desperate for release. Earlier you were so impatient for my cock and now you’re begging for me to fuck you more with my fingers. You don’t even know what you want anymore, huh?”

Fuck, this man was going to kill him with that damn mouth. Steve whines and keeps pushing up against his fingers still, “yeah Daddy, don’t know. Want it all.”

He saw the man above him smile widely, “and you can have it all, babygirl. I’m going to give you everything you want, you’ll let me, right? Let me spoil you? Fuck you when you want it? Eat you out when you ask? Yeah?”

Steve just nods as he feels so close to his release, and that’s when Eddie stops his hips. The whine that pulls from his throat is loud and frustrated, the bastard even had the nerve to laugh. Eddie pulled his fingers out gently, and before Steve could complain he watched Eddie pull his boxers down. Now mind you, Steve has seen a lot of dicks in his time during school. It was this strange acceptance to sort of, compare, looking to see who was bigger and or longer than who. So, when he saw Eddie's, it sparked a fire in his belly at the sight. His cock sat up against his belly, a red swollen tip dripping down his long, thick shaft. It had a nice curve to it, Steve thinks he’ll be able to hit his pleasure spot even better because of that.

Eddie grabs the condom, opens it and rolls it over his cock. Steve watches with rapt attention taking in every twitch and pulse. The older boy grabbed a hold of the lube once more and poured it over his cock, making sure it was nice and messy. Steve held his breath as Eddie lined himself up with Steve’s stretched hole. “Ready, baby?” he asked softly.

Steve nods, “yes, I’m ready”

He didn’t hesitate to push in, both boys moaning as he entered him. There was a slight burn, but it only elevated his pleasure. Eddie took his time pushing into him, making sure Steve was relaxed as he went along. The delicious pressure of Eddie being inside of him was nothing he has ever and possibly will ever feel again in his life. It was everything he could have ever wanted and more. Their hips meet as he bottoms out, Steve feels full, so fucking full.

“Daddy, move” he begs softly.

Eddie just nods his head, pulling out halfway before thrusting back in slowly. The slow dragging of cock against his sensitive insides was so good. Steve could get used to this.

“Fuck, princess. Such a tight fit, like you were fucking made for me” he mutters, as his hips started picking up a faster pace.

They rock into one another, hard and fast. Eddie aimed for Steve's prostate over and over and Steve could feel that tight feeling in his belly building up. He was so close already, Eddie made him feel so needy.

"Daddy, please. I'm so close" he warned.

Eddie pants, "me too, mama. Gonna fill your belly up, give you that dream of yours."

Steve gasps and tries to hide his face away, he couldn't believe Eddie overheard that. It was embarrassing, but really got him going too. "Please, please, I wanna baby, Daddy!"

Eddie smiles, "I'll give you a baby, mama. You'll be so fucking beautiful, all round and full. Your tits all heavy and shit, fuck, I'll give you as many as your heart desires" he promises.

Steve whines, the coil in his stomach snapping and he comes over all over them. Squirting over their bellies and chests, his ass fluttering around Eddie's still moving cock, milking him.

Eddie groans before his hips coming to a halt against his own, the feeling of his cock throbbing inside of him. Steve couldn't help but think of how wonderful it'll feel Eddie's warm come filling him up.

They took a second to calm down before Eddie pulled out slowly. He ties the condom off and tossed it into the trashcan by his bed. The older boy lies beside him and pulls him close. Eddie kisses the back of his neck, "you did so good, honey. Did that feel good for you?"

Steve giggles, " 'did that feel good?' he asks. Eddie, I haven't come that hard in…I don't even know when. That was fantastic." He answered.

Eddie chuckles, "well okay then, I'm the best that Steve Harrington has ever had. Definitely an ego boost."

Steve hums and turns around in Eddie's arms to pull him close and kiss him, "so, where are you going to take me?" He asked.

"Probably the shower, get you cleaned up before bed " Eddie answers as he pushes some of the hairs out of Steve's eyes.

Steve smiles, "sorry, I didn't clarify. I meant it as a date. You had said about wanting to take me out sometime, and I was wondering where that would be"

Eddie looked shocked before taking on a contemplative face. Watching Eddie's expressions shift so quickly was super cute. "Maybe we could go out to eat out in the town I work in. They're a lot bigger than Hawkins and have a few local diners we could check out. Maybe afterwards we could come back to my place and cuddle? I'll even rub your feet."

Steve just stares at Eddie with wide eyes and smiles, "that sounds so perfect, Daddy. Now I wanna shower."

Eddie slips out of bed and picks Steve up in his arms, "as you wish."

"You did not just quote the 'The Princess Bride' "

"Aw, what Stevie? Are you not my princess?" He teased bringing him into the hall bathroom.

"I never said that. I just need you to know what a massive nerd you are" Steve smiled.

Eddie kisses his forehead, "But you like this nerd."

Steve giggles, "yeah I suppose I do"

Notes:

Thanks for reading! If you liked it please throw me a comment or some kudos if you want to! I have a few fics stock piled to be finished, and a few more ideas. I really, really, want to a monster fic for Steddie so badly, but I don't know what I want to do~ I'll come up with something! Anywho! Have a good day!

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