He passed last monday and i know he’s with his mother. Because prior he said he was seeing her and she said she was going to take him. He didn’t deserve to suffer but instead he’s free and not in pain.
summary: steve has mastered the art of pulling out during your relationship but he has an overwhelming fantasy, one that when he tells you, you’re more than happy to let him live out
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
requested: yes
warnings: smut, 18+, dirty talk, breeding kink, slight choking, unprotected sex, idk if i like this so yeah
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"oh my god," the moan that tumbled from your lips was high and keening, embarrassingly loud as your back arched off the bed, thighs attempting to close around steve's head. you had one hand in his hair, fingers tugging lightly at the soft locks, the other gripping the sheets beneath you as he kept up the gentle lapping of his tongue against your clit. he pressed one hand against your thigh, pushing it away from his head and opening you up again, lips wrapping around your clit and sucking softly.
the aftershocks of your third orgasm made your legs shake, entire body seeming to quiver and steve glanced up at you from beneath his lashes, slowly working you through your high. you gave a quite, breathless laugh, one that slipped into a whimper when he gave one final broad lick along the entirety of your pussy and you pulled at his hair. he'd turned to pressing kisses into your thighs, lifting to nip at your hips and it all had you clenching around air, so badly needing him inside of you. you weren’t the only one who was feeling desperate, steve had spent the entire time eating you out rutting his hips into the mattress, pressing his cock firmly into the bed to ease some of the pressure.
there was something different about him. he was wound a little tighter, a little more messy and needy with his touches and kisses, drawing orgasms out of you with his own soft moans. you weren’t entirely sure why he was more desperate than usual, it wasn’t as if he’d gone some time without sex and was making up for it, he’d fucked you in the shower just last night so his overwhelming need for you was somewhat of a surprise. not that you were complaining, you’d spent your entire day thinking about him and the second he’d let you into his house after work you were more than happy to accept his sloppy kisses and the even sloppier way he tried to discard of your clothes.
“steve,” you lifted a little on to your elbows, brushing your fingers through steve’s hair when he started to kiss his way up your stomach, mouth warm and wet against the skin between your boobs. his fingers trailed your thigh and then your side, one hand pressed into the mattress, the other cupping your jaw. his eyes were dark and glassy, full of unfiltered lust, cheeks flushed a rosy pink, a thin sheen of sweat coated his body and it was almost sinful how good he looked, pleasure curling white hot in your stomach at just the sight of him. “need you.”
you mumbled the words directly into his mouth before catching his lips in a scathing kiss, a kiss that had him groaning, body pushing yours back down into the sheets, hips rocking forward. his cock was hot against your lower stomach and he shuddered at the contact, fingers slipping from your jaw to curl instead around your throat. he squeezed lightly, just enough to fog your thoughts, dragged his lips across your jaw and shifted his hips so he could grind his cock through the slick of your folds. he was everywhere, clouding your senses with his kisses and his breathy noises, sliding his hand around the back of your neck so he could kiss and bite at your throat instead.
"steve.” you whined his name again, growing impatient with his pace and the teasing way his lips met your skin. you were completely worked up and as dramatic as it sounded, he was killing you by making you wait, especially with the steady way he was rocking his hips into yours, only a glance into what was actually to come.
“shh, i know, baby,” he kissed his way back to your mouth and met your gaze with a soft smile, his eyes seeming a little unfocused. he nudged his nose against yours and gave another roll of his hips, one that had both of you shuddering, a breathless gasp slipping from your mouth. “i got you, gonna give me one more?” you could only nod, tightening your fingers in the soft strands of his hair at the nape of his neck. your other hand was wrapped around his bicep, nails sunk into the taut skin as he propped himself up. “that’s my girl.”
those words went straight to your pussy, your clit throbbing in response and you canted your hips upwards, messily slotting your lips over steve’s as he shifted his hand down to his cock. he was slow in pressing the tip to your entrance, stroking his tongue into your mouth until you could taste yourself and then he was pushing into you, hand moving to clamp down on your hip as he groaned low in the back of his throat. he took his time filling you up, sliding in inch by inch until he was buried completely to the hilt, stretching you so perfectly.
“oh fuck.” steve’s head dropped to your shoulder, forehead warm against your skin, breath hot and sticky with his light pants. you were wrapped so tight around him, walls swallowing his cock whole and his hips stuttered before he could even start thrusting when he felt how wet you were. he kept his face tucked away, lips pressing over your throat and neck as he finally started to fuck you and within seconds you were raking one hand down his back, nails most definitely leaving marks.
he started off slow, lazily pushing his hips into yours, cock dragging against your walls in the most pleasurable way possible until you were a moaning mess beneath him. you were already somewhat overstimulated from your previous orgasms, clit overly sensitive, pussy fluttering wildly around steve’s cock whenever he pressed the tip to that one spot deep inside of you. his fingers trailed from your hip to your thigh, hooking under your knee and then he was lifting your leg up slightly, sitting himself up on his own knees. the new position had him hitting even deeper spots that had you hiding your face behind your arm, crying out and bucking up into him.
“god, you’re fucking gorgeous.” steve had the perfect view of all of you, his dark eyes darting from your face, to your tits which bounced each time he thrust his hips into yours, and then to his cock, disappearing inside of you and reappearing wet and glistening. it made his head spin, his thrusts growing harder, each rock of his hips making your body jolt up the bed. he was fucking you into the mattress, cock pulsing each time he heard your surprised moans. he was already close, he’d spent all day thinking about burying his cock in you over and over and had worked himself up so much that now that you were wrapped so tight and warm around him his body couldn’t handle it, especially when flashes of his stupid dream kept playing in his mind.
he knew you were close too, could feel you tightening even more around him, your whines growing louder and more frequent, fingers twisting into his sheets. you were so wet that you were dripping around him, the sounds of him filling you up seeming to echo around the room and that only teetered both of you closer to the edge. teeth sinking into his bottom lip, steve brought his hand down to where he was fucking into you, thumb pressing down lightly to your clit and your thighs shook around him, eyes falling closed as your mouth dropped open, unfiltered whimpers and moans travelling like music to his ears.
he couldn’t stop watching your pussy swallowing his cock, couldn’t help but spread his fingers a little over your lower stomach, mind replaying that dream again. his thrusts got a little bit harder until he was completely pounding into you, fucking you in a way he wasn’t sure he had before and then he finally gave in, pressing the palm of his hand flat against your stomach and applying the tiniest bit of pressure that made you clamp down around him. he groaned, and slowed his thrusts, give slow deep pumps of his hips, hitting that spot inside you that he knew would have you coming within minutes.
“i had a dream about you,” he finally mumbled, pressing his hand down a little firmer, sliding his other hand up your body until he could roll your nipple between his thumb and finger, tugging just the way you liked. “was fucking you just like this, you were taking my cock like such a good girl and then you let me cum in you. let me fill your pretty little pussy until it was dripping out of you.” steve’s words tapered off into a low moan, his hips snapping into yours, cock twitching as he thought about actually getting to fill you up.
his words had a similar effect on you, your pussy fluttering around him, growing even wetter if possible, the coil in your stomach winding impossibly tighter. you gave a soft little whimper, fingers curling around steve’s forearm, doe like eyes peering up at him. his thrusts faltered ever so slightly, his stomach muscles quivering from trying to hold back his release.
“you looked so pretty, stuffed full of my cum, kept begging me for more,” the noise that tumbled from his lips surprised the both of you, it was whiney and desperate, full of need and it shocked you how much the whole thing turned you on, his next words, although completely said in the moment, solidifying the fact that you wanted him to fill you just as much as he did. “put a fuckin’ baby in you.”
“stevie, want you,” you gasped on a particularly good roll of his hips, the blunt head of his cock kissing that sweet spot inside of you just right and locked your legs around him. you reached up to tug him back down on top of you, the heavy hot feel of his body over yours making your head swim. he pressed both hands to the pillow by your head, dropping his forehead down to yours. “want you to cum in me.”
he blinked, thrusts ever so slightly losing rhythm but he found it again within seconds, fucking you down into the mattress with new found vigour. his sweat slicked skin slid over yours, his chest against your nipples sending wave after wave over pleasure across your body. steve took one of your hands in his, laced your fingers together and pressed them back into the pillow, his head once again falling to your shoulder. his forehead rested against your collarbone and your knew he’d gone back to watching his cock pound into you.
“fuckin’ hell, gonna cum so hard, baby, make sure you’re stuffed so full of me, yeah? fuck it right back into you with my fingers so everyone knows you’re mine.” he was babbling, his words having turned whiney and whimpery and he moaned softly when you pulled at his hair. you were so close, his words pushing you closer to the edge and you scratched at his back when he started sucking and biting the column of your throat. your pussy was clenching repeatedly around him, walls so tight he was starting to see stars. “s’that what you want? wanna see my cum dripping out of you?”
“yes, fuck, yes, steve.”
“good girl.” he hummed and kissed along your jaw as you started to shake against him, thighs quivering as pleasure licked up your spine. his pubic bone was grinding perfectly against your clit, shockwaves of pleasure numbing your mind until everything was just steve and his cock and the fact that you so badly needed to feel him spill everything he had into you. “cum for me and i’ll give you what you want.” his fingers squeezed around yours, the gesture so soft and intimate in the midst of his relentless fucking but that was all it took for you to release, coming on his cock with an almost pornographic moan.
steve grunted in your ear when you tightened around him and give a series of erratic thrusts, mumbling in a slightly whiney voice how pretty you were gonna look dripping on to his sheets. his own words and the images flashing in his mind, paired with your desperate moans and the light tugging at his hair sent him over the edge. his cock twitched and then he was coming too, cock buried deep inside of you as he filled you up, his face tucked away completely in your neck. his moans were more whimpers, his fingers wrapped tight around yours and he gave a few extra pumps, cock sliding in and out of you as he pushed his cum further into your pussy.
with a breathless laugh he collapsed on top of you, pressing you into the mattress with his entire weight and each of his slow movements still managed to pull a little mewl from you, your whole body hypersensitive to his touch. you stroked your fingers through the sweaty strands of his hair, lazily grazed your nails over the back of his neck and tops of his shoulders until he sighed in contentment. he shifted his hips and was slow in pulling out of you, lifting his head to send you a tired but characteristically cheeky grin.
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