Steve Harrington w/ quiet s/o during sex who makes their first sound ~ Suggestive 18+
you couldn’t feel anything but Steve’s cock stretching you out. The way he fit so perfectly in you, every vein rubbing against your walls, his tip nudging your uterus with every thrust, it was perfect. His arms were braced on either side of your head, his hair flopping down, ticking your temple as he grunted softly.
you weren’t very loud when it came to sex….well, not loud at all. You never made noise while having sex, it wasn’t due to it being bad or unpleasant, you were just a quiet person. Steve learned that the first time you two had sex, he pouted when he couldn’t get you to even sigh. “Is it just not good? I-I can try something else, I want this to be good for you, baby.” Is what he whispered the first time. Nose nudging your cheek, big brown puppy dog eyes staring into yours, making sure you knew how much he wanted to make you feel good.
telling him you just weren’t that loud in bed made him feel a lot better in some ways. It meant that he wasn’t absolutely destroying the idea of sex to you, but it also meant that he had to figure out your little tells. The first he caught on to was when you grab his hair as he goes down on you. His eyes are always looking over your mound, hands holding your thighs apart so he can feast uninterrupted. The moment your fingers dug into his scalp, he knew. The second tell was the small quake in your thighs. Whether they were around his face or his waist, he could always tell you were close to cumming from the little quake.
Now you were laying down on your back, Steve’s head beside yours as he pushed in and out of you. Your nails were clawing at his back, eyes squeezed shut as his left hand rubbed your clit, his lips leaving little kisses against your heated skin. You weren’t sure what he was doing differently, but it felt amazing… your body arched upwards, face burying into the space between his neck and shoulder as you let out a whimper. It was quiet, so quiet normally no one would notice. But the small sound had Steve halting every ounce of movement. He pulled back, eyes wide as he stared down at you, you stared back, brows furrowed slightly.
“…what? Did something happen…?” You asked softly, slightly breathless as you looked around and between your bodies.
the next thing you knew Steve was pulling out of you, his knees bracketing your sides as he cupped your face and kissed you all over. “You HAVE to do that again.”
“THAT!” He mimicked the sound. A little high pitched whimper coming out of his mouth.
you froze, eyes widening as your cheeks heated up. “What was that!?”
“that sound you just made! It was a- ‘Ah!’” He did it again, making you throw your head back in laughter.
“I am never doing it again if you keep mocking me.” You threatened, watching his body stiffen in mere seconds.
his head shook, hands brushing your hair back so he could see your face more. “I’m not mocking, baby, never. That was the cutest goddamn sound ever.” He kissed you softly, pressing one more to your nose for good measure.
another laugh escaped you, shaking your head as you looked between your bodies. “You really stopped midway through sex to tell me I sounded cute…?”
“I did. And I’d do it again, over and over if it meant making you feel more confident about being even a tiny bit noisier in bed.” He hummed, fingers tracing little shapes onto your bare hip.
your cheeks heated as you sunk back into the pillows, turning your head away slightly as you spoke. “Better get back to it then, Harrington.”
he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him as he kissed down your body. “Yes ma’am.”