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“Dude, check it out.” Steve shone his flashlight beam on a strange plant.
“It’s kind of pretty,” Eddie remarked, stopping short beside him. The plant was tall, with wide purple leaves and a single white flower. It looked so out of place in this dark, dismal place.
They stood looking at it for a moment, but since they hadn’t come to sightsee, Eddie turned to leave. He stopped when he heard the squelching sound, terrified he had accidentally stepped on something and alerted the hive mind.
“Eddie?” Steve said, turning to look at him with panicked expression.
“It wasn’t me!” he cried.
They both turned in unison to look at the flower. It pulsed and throbbed like it was about to burst. Before either of them even had a chance to react, a fine mist of purple pollen exploded out of the flower, right into their faces.
It smelled like honey and nectar, cloyingly sweet. Eddie’s nose burned with it. He coughed, but the pollen coated his throat and made swallowing hard, if not impossible.
Beside him, Steve was gagging, retching as if trying to throw up whatever he’d just inhaled.
Eddie reached for his canteen of water, swallowing a few gulps before offering it to Steve, who greedily drank the rest of it.
“Hey, man. That’s all the water I brought!” Eddie protested.
“That shot right into my mouth, dude!” Apparently, Steve thought this entitled him to drink all of their clean water.
“It got me, too, you know.” Eddie scowled, but he was more annoyed than angry. And not even really at Steve. More like, mad at everything that was happening.
“Look, let’s just go find Nance and Robin, so we can get out of this hell hole,” Steve suggested.
“Fine by me. Don’t have to tell me twice. Lead the way, King Steve.”
“Don’t call me King Steve.”
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They wandered around for a while, not seeing any sign of Robin or Nancy.
“They couldn’t have gotten far,” Steve murmured. “We only stopped for a few seconds to look at that weird flower.”
Eddie shrugged. If he was honest, he didn’t understand Steve’s fascination with Nancy. Sure, she was pretty. But, her attitude left a lot to be desired. Of course, Eddie was also pretty sure he was the only person in their little adventuring party who didn’t like girls, so that might be part of it.
In the midst of his musing, Eddie didn’t notice that Steve had stopped right in front of him. He collided with him, nearly sending them both sprawling into the dirt. Or onto some of those freaky vines.
“Steve? Hey, man, why’d you stop?” Eddie grabbed Steve’s shoulder, giving him a firm shake.
Steve didn’t answer, he just let out a low moaning sound that Eddie really didn’t like. He was doubled over with his hands on his knees, and he was breathing heavily.
“S-Steve?” Eddie hovered in place. Half of him wanted to back away, in case something bad was about to happen. The other half wanted to stay and make sure Steve was okay.
Eventually, the decision was made for him. Steve turned to look at him, and his face opened up, revealing rows and rows of tiny sharp teeth.
Eddie screamed, backing away and covering his face with his arms.
Steve also screamed, which only made his face open up even more, and that made Eddie scream louder.
“Why are you screaming?!” Steve yelled.
“You! Your face!” Eddie gestured fruitlessly at Steve’s jaw.
“Wow. Okay, Munson. First of all,” Steve jabbed a finger into Eddie’s chest, “there is nothing wrong with my face. Maybe there’s something wrong with your eyes!”
Eddie shivered. Watching Steve talk was unsettling, the way his jaw didn’t even seem attached right anymore.
“Steve. I’m not calling you ugly,” Eddie said slowly. “Your face, man, it… opened up.”
“What?” Steve’s hands went to his face, feeling around. His eyes grew wider with dawning horror as he realized Eddie wasn’t making things up.
Eddie opened his mouth to make some kind of comment, but before he could get a word out, he felt pain wrack his body. He doubled over, shaking, willing it to subside.
“Whoa, dude, you okay?” Steve put his hand on Eddie’s shoulder, earning a hard shove as the gentle pressure sent pain shooting through Eddie’s skin.
Eddie screamed, ripping his jacket off, followed by his shirt. It felt like hundreds of razor sharp needles poking into his back. He clawed at his skin.
Steve grabbed him around the waist, pinning his arms to his sides. “Dude, stop, you’re gonna hurt yourself!”
“It hurts!”
“Where?”
“Everywhere!”
The pain concentrated into two points, one at each of Eddie’s shoulder blades. Then, he heard a sickening tearing sound unlike anything he’d ever heard before, followed by Steve screaming in his ear.
“What is it?” Eddie yelled. “What’s happening to me?”
“Wings! You’re growing wings!” Steve released his grip on Eddie and stumbled back, landing on the ground.
“Are they at least cool-looking?”
“Why does that matter?”
“It matters!”
“Okay, okay! Shit! They’re kind of um… bat-like?”
“Okay! See, was that so hard?” Eddie groaned as the pain in his shoulders moved again. It felt like fire moving around just under the surface of his skin. This time, it gathered at his spine and traveled down, concentrating at his tailbone.
Eddie fell on his hands and knees, squeezing his eyes shut and hoping this torture would be over soon. He heard that tearing sound again, and dared a look back, seeing the wings Steve mentioned (which were, in fact, very cool-looking) and now a long tail waving behind him.
Just when he thought it was finally over, Eddie’s face erupted in pain. He panicked, thinking maybe his face would open up the way Steve’s had, but when he reached up, nothing had changed.
He half-expected to be alone when he forced his eyes open again, but Steve was still standing there. Eddie looked up at him, and saw a mix of fear and worry, which was about how Eddie felt, too.
“Are you… okay?” Steve asked, kneeling down next to him. He didn’t touch Eddie this time, probably not wanting to get shoved again.
“I… think so.” Eddie tried to stand up, and now Steve did reach out, holding onto his elbow to help steady him.
“We need to get out of here.”
“Again, you don’t have to tell me twice,” Eddie said, picking his shirt and jacket back up. They probably wouldn’t fit over his new wings, but he didn’t want to leave them, either.
A strange feeling began to crawl its way up Eddie’s spine which had nothing to do with the pain he’d felt moments before. They had both been screaming. Loudly. But Nancy and Robin were nowhere to be seen.
He decided not to bring it up. If he’d thought of it, surely Steve had also thought of it, and saying it out loud would only make it more real.
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They made it to the entrance of Forest Hills, and Eddie started to notice something very wrong. Not that anything about this place was ever right.
He felt hot all over. He was sweating. He wished he could put his clothes back on, since he felt pretty confident this was the onset of hypothermia.
Steve also didn’t look like he was doing too great. Sweat plastered his normally perfect hair to his forehead, and Eddie could see even in the dim lighting that his skin was flushed.
“Hey, Steve? You feeling okay?” Eddie asked him.
“I’m fine,” Steve mumbled noncommittally.
“You don’t look fine.”
“Eddie.”
“Steve…”
They both stopped walking. Steve looked anywhere but at Eddie, making him wonder again if his face had opened up or something.
“Look, I don’t know what that plant did to us, but I really just want to go home and take a nice, long hot shower.”
“Yeah, I get that,” Eddie agreed. “But we aren’t going to make it home if you pass out on me.”
Steve looked Eddie up and down. “Do you feel anything… weird, happening to you right now?”
“Weird how?”
Eddie could see the flush traveling across Steve’s skin. “Like, horny. Are you horny?”
“I’ve been oddly horny ever since you took your shirt off,” Eddie admitted. “Why do you think I gave you my vest?”
“Wait, what?” Steve squinted at him. “I thought it was because Nancy wouldn’t stop staring at me.”
“Well, that was part of it.”
“Anyway, that’s not the point, here”
“What is the point?” Eddie asked. “Are you saying you’re horny, Steve?”
“Don’t flatter yourself, Munson. I think whatever that plant shot us with caused some kind of reaction.”
“Sure, we can blame it on the plant.”
“I’m not—!” Steve glared at Eddie. “Let’s keep going.”
Eddie followed behind Steve, partly because he was worried he might fall down and hurt himself. And partly because he had a nice butt.
Steve stumbled into a mailbox, using it to hold himself up. “Fuck. I need to stop. I… I need…”
Eddie felt it, too. Heat racing through his veins, burning like bad dope. A single, all-consuming thought blasted through his skull.
Breed.
“My house is close,” Eddie said, gripping Steve’s hand and yanking him along behind him.
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They reached the trailer in about five minutes, but it felt more like five hours. Eddie’s body felt like someone set him on fire. He needed to fuck, and soon. He knew it on a deep, primal level. If he didn’t, he might die.
“Eddie, wait,” Steve panted as Eddie shoved him inside the trailer. “Slow down!”
But Eddie didn’t. He couldn’t. He needed to breed.
Now.
He was glad they both had a head start on undressing, because every second felt like a minute. He shoved Steve down onto the mattress, then leaned down and yanked his belt free, followed by his pants and underwear.
He should have recoiled in fear when Steve’s dick sprang up against his stomach, the shape all wrong, the head dripping with the same slime that seemed to coat everything in this godforsaken place. Instead, Eddie felt heat pool between his legs.
His tail swished eagerly behind him as he stripped out of his own pants. The end of his tail got caught in the hole it had ripped through, and Eddie ended up ripping the jeans, but he couldn’t care less in the moment.
He stared down at Steve, who was watching him undress while lazily stroking his cock.
“Tease,” Eddie pouted.
“You want it? Come get it.” Steve shrugged, looking for all the world like he couldn’t care less whether Eddie joined him or not.
So Eddie did. He climbed onto the mattress, lowering himself onto Steve’s cock. His entire body seemed to light up as he felt it pushing into him. He rolled his hips, setting a steady pace.
“Oh, fuck.” Steve grabbed Eddie’s hips, rutting up into him. “I don’t think I’ll last long.”
“Don’t care. Just want you to put a baby in me.” Eddie never would have said those words before now. He never saw himself having kids. Never wanted kids. But that imperative flashed again in his mind.
Breed.
“Fuck, yes.” Steve flipped them over so he was on top. He grabbed Eddie’s legs, hoisting them up over his shoulders. “Gonna fill you up so full, Munson.”
Eddie shivered, his body reacting to Steve’s words. Okay, so… maybe he did have some kind of unpacked breeding kink. Or maybe it was just the plant juice.
Eddie would swear until the day he died it was the latter.
Steve thrust harder and harder into him, his dick dragging along Eddie’s walls. He’d never felt this full before, not even when he’d tried one of those big plastic dildos he’d bought at an adult store in Indianapolis. It felt good, unlike his own inexperienced attempts, even if this was a lot more aggressive than what he was used to.
But Steve had also been right that he wouldn’t last long. He gripped Eddie’s thighs, letting out a loud roar. Eddie could feel Steve’s cock throbbing against his insides, but instead of the usual hot spurt of cum, this felt different.
This felt like small, round, slightly heavy objects being pushed into him. Or, rather, deposited inside him.
He moaned again, his face heating up. Steve’s grip moved from his thighs to his hips, holding him still.
As if Eddie was going to move.
Well, he might, but only because he needed more friction. He needed release.
“Steve. Steve, please. I need to come. Please, Steve.” His tail thrashed beneath them lashing against Steve’s legs.
“In a minute,” Steve growled. “I’m not done.”
Eddie could only lie there and whimper as more of those objects were pushed into him. His body felt so full, but they just kept coming.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Steve pulled out of him. He replaced his dick with two of his fingers, plunging them in and out of Eddie’s hole.
“You’re going to look so beautiful, incubating my young,” Steve purred into his ear.
It should have scared him. Should have disgusted him. Right? Then why did it only turn him on even more? Why could he feel his body racing toward climax?
“Steve, I—.”
“Shh. Just let it happen.” Steve’s thumb brushed against Eddie’s clit. He added a third finger, curling them against Eddie’s sweet spot. “Come for me, Eddie.”
His orgasm built slowly, and then crashed over him like a tidal wave. He screamed, his legs and his tail thrashed, and his hands dug into the mattress. His wings flapped beneath him, fanning blessed coolness across his fevered skin.
Steve’s fingers fucked him through it, only pulling out once Eddie collapsed, spent and panting, on the bed. He licked his fingers clean, moaning at the taste.
Then he kissed Eddie, mouth wrapping around his face, tongue pushing their combined taste between his lips.
Eddie pushed him off. Not out of disgust, but out of necessity. He trailed his lips down Steve’s neck, stopping when he felt his pulse beneath his lips.
Feed.
Eddie sank his fangs into Steve’s neck, hot blood flowing into his mouth. He swallowed it eagerly. This would feed their young. He didn’t know how he knew it, but he did. And he also knew that Steve would have to provide a lot more blood over the next few months while their babies incubated.
“I’m going to take such good care of you,” Steve purred, rubbing his hand over Eddie’s stomach.
Eddie looked down. His belly was round, but not as big as a normal pregnancy, for which he was grateful. He could hide this under some baggy clothes.
“You better,” he replied, then pulled Steve down for another kiss. “You know, I overheard you telling Nancy you wanted six little nuggets.”
Steve’s face flushed in the darkness. “Yeah, I guess I did say that.”
“Do… eggs count as nuggets?” Eddie asked.
“Definitely they do,” Steve laughed. Then he laid down next to Eddie, wrapping his arms around him. “Go to sleep, Eddie.”
“Goodnight, Steve.”
Eddie fell asleep wrapped in Steve’s arms. Maybe when they woke up, they’d realize how fucked up their situation was. But for right now, they slept, knowing they had both gotten exactly what they wanted.