steve and r being horny af but dustin cockblocks 💀
dustin would be wondering why they're mad at him lmao 😭
18+ minors dni
okay seriously the last one, then i'm posting peter, THEN i'm finishing all your requests
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you're on steve's lap, basically grinding on his crotch, feeling his hard on poke through his jeans and rub on your barely covered clit. he's got his hands all over you — your hips, your face, your back, and your thighs.
he moans when you grind a bit harder, your hand on his shoulder and the other on the roof of the car on top of you to stop yourself from bumping your head accidentally.
"fuck, steve," a high-pitched whimper turned into a moan when he bites on your neck, his hand coming down to toy with the lace of your underwear.
"yeah, that's it. keep goin' baby," he throws his head back on the headrest, hooded eyes watching your every movement with his bottom lips caught between his teeth to stop himself from moaning loudly when you begin to bounce and grind to bring yourself at the brink of your orgasm.
steve's palming at your breasts, rough and needy. "fuck, i want you inside me now, stevie," you mewl. "i'm gonna cum."
"me too. wait for me, babe, take off your clothes—"
the RT statics and startles you, yelping and bumping your head on the roof of the car. steve ignores the walkie and leans closer to take your head into his hands and tut at your mishap.
"shit! you okay?" his fingers rub the spot you're rubbing. he kisses your temple. "i'm sorry, baby."
"'s alright—"
"steve!"
it's dustin, voice garbled before it shifts into a static voice. steve sighs, groaning in annoyance for realizing that it's happened again. you huff with him, hiding your face on the crook of his neck.
"steve. steve! it's dustin. do you copy? i repeat, do you copy? steve. steve harrington—"
you scoot off steve's lap, knees on his thighs as you reach behind the backseat and take the RT off his bag. "why do you have this, anyway?" you ask him.
"dustin said it's an important asset to have!" he defends himself. "kid demands it to everyone. including robin."
"jesus," you click on the button, and near your lips to the microphone. "what do you want henderson?"
"oh, hey," sensing the smile on dustin's face, you readjust yourself so your elbows prop you up in the seat, thighs now placed on steve's while your torso hangs in the middle. "is steve there?"
"he's with me."
"great!" he quips. "i need you guys to pick me up and take me to weathertop. like, right now."
you would have said no. really. but you and steve (+ robin) had done a lot to him that endangered the poor kid, and his mom had demanded you watch over him until summer ends, because obviously she blames you and steve for what happened to him. it's a promise you both intend to keep, for the sake of dustin and his smartass.
"right. on our way."
you turn the RT off and look at steve, who's got a hand over his forehead. "guess we gotta pick up your child, babe."
"our child," he jokes. steve helps you move back into the passenger seat, leans over to buckle your seatbelt for you before he does his. and before he drives does he place a gentle kiss on your forehead, a hand behind your head to keep you in place. "i'm sorry we got interrupted again."
"it's fine," you sigh. "just wish we had more time before dustin's shouting at us to make it quick before sun goes down."
"well, my parents are out of town again," he turns the ignition on and leaves the parking lot, driving his way to dustin's house in a speed that almost passes the limit. "i mean, they always are. but right now they aren't home and we can come up to my room?"
"anything for privacy, baby," he takes your hand and kisses the back, eyes never leaving the road as he turns to the street where dustin lives. he beeps, one, two, three four times. until you spot his bright yellow and green cap poking out the door to kiss his mom goodbye before he's throwing himself in the backseat.
"hi. thank you for picking me up." he smiles at the both of you. "now drive."
"don't be so demanding henderson," steve warns. "you were interrupting us earlier."
"oh yeah like what? having sex?"
"precisely," you turn to look at him. "we were going to have sex and you interrupted us. god, i can't believe we're still babysitting you, a literal fifteen year old when we should be babysitting erica." you scoff. "erica, who got stuck with us for more than 24 hours inside a russian elevator. now she's out there having a tea party with tina and playing dnd with this dude with long hair. and we're babysitting you!"
dustin shudders. "well it's not my fault you got us stuck inside a russian elevator for two days, (y/n)."
"excuse me?!" you unbuckle your seatbelt and face him, an incredulous gasp on your face. "who was the one who came into scoops saying you discovered a secret russian code, huh? was it me? because i certainly don't think it was me, dustin."
"well maybe if you would have just pressed the right button, we wouldn't have gotten trapped!"
"whether it's the right button or not, we would have gotten trapped either way," you shout at him. steve has a hand on your thigh, laughing to himself as he drives his way up to weathertop. "you should be thankful we're driving you up to talk to suzie, dustin."
"why would i be thankful if i'm sitting on a chair that probably has an imprint of your bare ass in it?" steve snorts, covers it with a quick rub to his nose as you glare at dustin.
"y'know what? they're steve's ass prints." you smirk when he groans in disgust. "yeah, right. steve's bare ass has been pressed there. god knows what's melted in that seat, henderson."
"god, you're so disgusting, (y/n)!"
"well it's not my fault you're the reason why i'm hornier than i have ever been when i'm on my period, dustin!"
"steve."
you both yell his name. steve yelps, eyes widening and glaring at the both of you. "keep your shit together, alright? you better make your phone call quick, dustin, or we're leaving you on that hill. you hear me?"
he mutters something incoherent that says yes. steve puts a hand on your thigh and rubs your knee, and you let yourself sit in silence while your annoyance ebbs away.
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