Authors Note: Thank you so much for this request I hope it's just what you wanted! I am again so sorry this took so long to come out life is very hectic lmao. was listening to this song while I made this and I feel like this is just such a Steve Harrington song OMGGGG. Based on this request.
Warnings: Cheating (readers bf cheats on her), angst, yearning (Steve has always loved reader), cursing (I have a potty mouth), fighting, Steve has a bloody fist, Kissing, groping, hickeys, unprotected sex (I want Steves Nuggets), very little prep, Dom!Steve, praise kink, breeding kink, cumming inside, fluff, love confession, not proofread
The house was packed with drunk people dancing and laughing. The music was too loud and the alcohol too strong. That didn't stop you, though, from throwing back shots with your friends and asking your boyfriend, Jake, to dance with you in the living room. He rolls his eyes at you and huffs out a tense laugh.
“Can't you see I'm talking with my friends?” He asks while he looks at the guys around him in the loving room. They glance up at you silently, almost apologetic for the way he talks to you.
“Sorry, I shouldn't have even fucking asked, I guess.” You say not taking his tone in the slightest and walking away back to your friends near the entrance.
Sitting down, you pick up your drink and take a sip before looking around the house. Steve comes in through the front door, wet from the rain that is pouring outside, and carrying a pack of beer on his hip. You wave at him and then resume your conversation with your friends. He sets the beers down on the table in the living room. The rest of the party cheers as he laughs and grabs one for himself before coming and sitting on the couch beside you. You look up at him, the alcohol making you a bit lighter, and the earlier tension gone.
“Hey princess,” He smiles down at you, “Are you drunk already? Its barley even 11.” he laughs gently and takes a long sip of his beer.
“Mmm, not drunk, just a little tipsy is all…” You look over at Jake whose talking to a group of girls. You roll your eyes, making Steve look over at what you were looking at before. It was no secret to you that Steve hated Jake and the way he treated you. Many times, Steve had told you that he thought you deserved someone who treated you better and was a better man. You look back at him, and he looks back at you. He smiles down at you, and before he can say anything, you stand up.
“I think I'm going to get another drink. Do you want anything?” You ask Steve and the girls around you.
“No thanks, princess, I'm ok.”
“Ok, I’ll be back in a few.” You say, before walking through the crowd and avoiding getting trampled or bumped into, you grab yourself a bottle of mystery alcohol and pour it into a red solo cup. You leave the kitchen with your drink, taking a sip before returning to the living room and sitting back down next to Steve. You look around the room, trying to find Jake before you realize he's disappeared.
“Have you seen Jake?” You ask Steve, “I think he wanted to leave soon so he could take me home.”
“Oh no, I didn't see him. Some of the guys walked by, and I got distracted.” He says before looking around with you.
“Maybe he went to the bathroom.”
“I'll go ask around, see if anyone's seen him,” Steve says, getting up. Even though he hated Jake, he didn't want you to stay at the party later than you wanted to. You wait on the couch for a few minutes while Steve goes looking for Jake. You hear some raised voices further along in the house, and the attention of other partygoers turns towards the sounds. You hear Steve's voice loudest of them all, yelling something. You get up and start to push your way through the crowd, trying to reach Steve and figure out what happened. By the time you reach steve hes halfway in the bathroom, yelling at someone inside, you step closer, putting a hand on steves back and glancing inside. Inside, you see Jake half-naked with a girl holding her shirt over her chest to hide her breasts. You stop in your tracks, all the words leaving your throat.
“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you!” Steve shouts at Jake, who realizes that you're standing there, the anger leaving his face and being replaced with terror.
“Are you kidding em you brought her into this! This should have stayed between me and you, bro. She didn't have to see this shit!” Jake shouts at Steve. Jake tries to walk towards you, but Steve puts his arm in front of you, shielding you from him.
“Don't you dare touch her,” Steve says sternly.
“Or what? She's still my girl, Steve, or have you forgotten that I'm her boyfriend, not you.” Jake says. The girl sneaks out of the bathroom behind Jake, running out of the house.
“Were done, Jake, were so fucking done..” You say after finally snapping out of it.
Jake looks shocked and then looks back at Steve before he swings at Steve, almost hitting him in the face. Steve narrowly dodged the punch before snapping his arm back and then hitting Jake straight in the nose with his fist. The crowd gasps at the sight and watches Jake stumble back before his friend rushes to hold him back. Before Steve can do anything, you hold his arm and cling to him, trying to hold yourself together.
“Please just take me home…”
Steve had taken you home in his beamer. One of his sweatshirts keeps you warm as you stare out the window at the dark, rainy landscape of Hawkins. Your parents weren't home for a few days, so it was only you at the house, so you let Steve come inside with you. The rain was soaking both of you to the bone as you entered the threshold. He gets you upstairs and in your bedroom before you sit down on the edge of the bed and look at him. He comes and sits beside you, wrapping his arm around you. His other hand is in his lap, and you can still see the blood from when his fist had connected with Jake's nose. You reach down hesitantly and touch his fist. He winces slightly but lets you continue to touch him.
“I'm sorry, Stevie… I didn't want you to fight for me.”
“Hey, hey, none of that, ok?” He lifts your head with his finger under your chin to look him in the eyes, “You deserve better than him…. You deserve someone that can love you and defend you and keep you happy… treat you like the fucking goddess you are.” Your breath hitches as you look into his dark, deep eyes. The rain had made his hair damp and stick to his forehead. He glances at your lips and then back at your eyes, almost silently begging for a taste of you. You look at his lips and then back at him, and before he can hesitate any longer, he pulls you towards him and connects his lips to yours. The kiss starts hesitantly, new feelings and emotions coming to the surface after hiding for a long time. You bury your fingers in his wet hair at the back of his neck as he lifts and pulls you into his lap. The kissing starts to intensify as he reaches his strong hands under the hoodie and feels the heat of your body. You pull away from his lips, gasping for breath, and then smile down at him as he lifts the hoodie off you and then your shirt after. You're left in your bra and skirt while sitting in his lap. You pull his damp shirt off of him, revealing his body, not too muscular, but he also has some definition in his arms. He smirks at the sight of your lacy bralette and reaches his hand up to cup your breast in his palm through the fabric. Letting his thumb roll over your covered nipple. He then reaches behind you and unhooks your bra strap while leaning his head into you and biting at your collarbone. Moaning, the bra gently falls off of you, and Steve helps you get it off before he tosses it onto the floor. He attacks your nipples as soon as they are free, licking and sucking at them. He rolls the two of you over so he is on top of you, and you help each other strip down. He pulls your skirt off and finds you bare.
“No panties? Really?” He ask breathless, looking at your bare pussy before teasing his finger through your folds.
“No baby…” You say, moaning and arching into him. He starts to kiss his way down before you stop him. “Please Stevie, I need you now… I'm ready, I just need you inside me now.” He crawls back up and kicks his jeans off, and yanks his boxers down as well. You kiss him as soon as he's back over you again. He spits on his fingers and runs them through your folds again, getting you nice and wet for him. He leans back and grabs his cock in his hand, giving himself a few fast pumps before looking at you and leaning down to kiss you gently. He positions himself at your entrance and looks at you one more time.
“Yeah, Stevie, I'm sure I'm ready.” You nod before he starts to push inside of you. The head of his cock breaching your tight hole as he goes slowly, stretching you out around him. You both moan as he sinks further inside of you slowly to let you get used to him. When he finally pushes all of his length inside of you, he pauses and stares down at you. A love-sick and blissed out look on his face. He runs his fingers over your cheek gently.
“Shhhh its ok, baby. I've got you, gonna take care of my girl, help her forget all about tonight.” He says before he pulls his hips back and snaps them forward. You gasp, arching your back and wrapping your thighs around him. He continues to push thirst into you, picking up his pace. The headboard of your bed slams into the wall behind you, and you would be worried it would make a dent if you weren't so cock drunk. He groans in your ear as he bites and suckles at your neck, leaving behind angry red marks. You try to do the same to him, but have to stop to moan or breathe. He groans at the feeling of your nails raking down his back before it encourages to start snapping his hips harder against yours. You practically scream at the feeling of his balls slapping against your ass.
“Oh fuck Stevie, Fuck!” You say, tossing your head back and trying to hold onto him.
“Yeah? Yeah, you fucking love this cock, huh, don't you, sweetheart? He laughs to himself and leans down to kiss you. “Fuck I love you, fucking love your body, and this pussy… yeah, this pussy is mine.” He says, before going back to using your body and making you forget all about your shitty ex-boyfriend. You can't comprehend the fact that he loves you because his hand had reached down and he was now playing with your clit. He's rubbing it in tight circles and now giving a hard, determined thrust into your G-spot. He's breathing heavily as sweat drips down his neck and chest. He's determined to make you cum on his cock and forget all of your problems. When he feels you clench around him, he picks back up the pace.
“Do it, sweetheart cum for me. Cum on my cock.” he says, rubbing your clit harder and applying more pressure before you burst around him. Your pussy clenches around him while you toss your head back and rock your hips against him, trying to ride out your orgasm. It's one of the best you've ever had, the feeling of him helping you through it, and his hard cock pounding into you is overwhelming. Steve had wanted to last longer, but his body said otherwise as his balls tightened and he started to spill inside of you.
“Ohhh fuckkk..” He moans and practically whines at the feeling of filling you so deeply. As soon as hes done he pulls out of you hissing at the feeling of his cock leaving your warmth. He crash on top of you, lying on your chest with his head lying on your breast. You bring your hand to run through his damp hair. Looking down, you see his eyes are closed, and he has this blissed out expression on his face. He has one of his hands resting on your hip and is trying to catch his breath. Before you can stop yourself or even think about what this might mean for your future, you tell him how you feel.
“I love you too, Steve.” He looks up at you and smiles, and that's enough for both of you for now.
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