best friend! steve harrington x best friend! female reader
warnings: angst, 18+ smut. unprotected p in v, worshipping, nipple play, praise kink, female oral receiving, size kink, he talks you through it, spanking, cream pie. i think thats all!
summary: you and steve meet at the lake at the same time, every day, every summer. this time he brings a girl with him.
A/N: this is a thank you for 200 followers! i can't believe how much love i get on these silly little one shots! but just know i appreciate it! i really loved writing this one so i hope you enjoy it! also if anyone has requests please send them! thank you!!!!! <3
Every summer, you and Steve made a promise to meet at the same spot every day at 6pm sharp.
Lovers Lake was known in your small town as a place where lovers went to hide, but to you guys, it was where two best friends met to spend extra time together on a hot summer night.
Of course, you had thought of going to Lover's Lake as more than just best friends, but he would never see you in that way.
You both just graduated a week ago and had been meeting here every night so far.
It was something you looked forward to every day. The reason why you woke up, or got out of bed. To spend time with your best friend, with whom you wanted something more.
Sometimes you guys would take a dip in the lake, which was your favorite because you got to see Steve without a shirt on. Other times, you would sit and talk for hours about pointless things. He’d let you lay your head in his lap. He played with your hair while you spoke, and he sat there listening.
You checked the clock and saw it was 10 minutes until 6. Your bike was against the side gate of the house. You grabbed it and started pedaling away, riding into the sunset, no directions needed.
Steve should already be there; he’s always early.
As you ride into the woods to the rock near the lake, Steve is nowhere to be seen.
That’s weird, you always showed up to him leaning against the rock, waiting for you with a smile on his face.
Twenty minutes go by according to your watch, and you think to yourself, where the heck is he?
You’re about to leave when you hear laughter and the sounds of a bike coming towards you. The bike is being driven by a face you have memorized by heart, while the person behind him is one you haven’t seen a day in your life.
Steve has brought another girl to Lovers Lake. You and Steve’s special spot. Your heart dropped to your ass.
“Hey Y/N! Sorry, I’m late, lost track of time.” He laughs as he gets off the bike first, then puts his hand out to help the girl, his hand lingering a little too long for it to be in a friendly way. “This is Becky.”
You don’t know what to do. Do you pretend like this isn’t ruining you from the inside? Maybe it’s nothing serious. Steve has never mentioned her before.
The girl who you now know as Becky puts her hand out in front of you, “Hi Y/N, it’s so nice to finally meet you! Steve talks about you all the time!” She says with the biggest smile on her face.
You stare at her hand, and you get looks from both of them. Steve raises his eyebrows in a way to tell you to greet her. “Nice to meet you!” You say with a fake smile while shaking her hand. “I’m sorry, I’m just caught off guard right now. Steve hasn’t mentioned you before.”
You didn’t mean for it to come out rude, but it was true. You’ve never heard the name Becky come from Steve’s lips once, and you have seen him every night of summer so far.
Becky looks at Steve, confused as he sends you a glare. “Y/N, mind if we talk for a second?” He tells Becky he’ll be right back before dragging you further into the woods.
“What the hell, Y/N? Way to be welcoming.” He scoffs.
“Steve, I waited 20 minutes for you, and you come late with someone else? Who even is she? I’ve never heard of her until 5 minutes ago.” You say.
It wasn’t about him being late or him bringing a ‘friend’. It was about you having feelings for your best friend, and he just couldn’t see it.
“I’ve been seeing her, alright? Now, can you just calm down a bit? She’s been wanting to meet you.”
All your feelings hit you at once: anger and sadness.
You don’t want to be here with both of them. This doesn’t feel like how it used to. You and Steve should be laughing right now, swimming in the lake as the sun goes down. Now you just want to get on your bike and ride back to your house.
“I guess, I just thought it would be us two like always. I think I’m just going to head home. I’ll see you tomorrow, Steve.” You say before pedaling your way back to your house, tears stream down your face.
You made it back into your house, changed into pajamas, and lay in bed staring at your ceiling until you drifted off into sleep, tears staining your pillow.
It was the next day, you woke up with puffy eyes from crying yourself to sleep the night before.
Steve is seeing someone, and he decided it was a great idea to bring this person to your special spot, without telling you. Awesome.
You don’t even feel like getting out of bed, but you can’t let this stop you from having a good summer.
So you get up and get ready for the day.
Later in the day, you decide to take the grocery list your mom had started to make and go get it for her. The grocery store was just a short ride on your bike.
As you walk down the aisles, you feel eyes on you. It’s a boy who seems to be your age, restocking shelves.
He’s cute with his brown fluffy hair. It reminds you of someone you know so well, so you smile at him and walk away.
You get back to your grocery shopping, grabbing potatoes and other vegetables your mom had on the list, when you feel a tap on your shoulder.
“Hi.” The boy from earlier says.
“Hi.” You say with a smile. You never thought he would actually come up to you.
“I saw you earlier while I was stocking the shelves, thought you were super pretty.”
Blush flushes across your cheeks, “Wow. Oh my gosh, that’s so sweet of you.”
“I was wondering if I could possibly get your-.”
He’s quickly interrupted by a familiar yet annoying voice.
“Y/N!” You look across the aisle at Steve, speed walking up to you and the boy. Not far behind him is Becky. When they reach you, he places his arm over your shoulder. “Fancy seeing you here. Who’s your friend?” Steve looks him up and down.
The boy now looks uncomfortable with the new guests, “I should get back to work. I’ll see you around?” You nod in agreement.
Becky decides to join the conversation, “He’s super cute, Y/N!” You roll your eyes and turn around.
“Hey? Where are you going?” Steve shouts as you walk away.
“Check out, I got everything I needed.” He catches up to you.
“What’s her problem?” you hear Becky ‘whisper’ to Steve.
“Nothing!” You say loud enough that you get some stares. “Sorry, it’s just I’m not having a good day.”
Steve tried to read the look on your face; he knew something was wrong. After spending so much time with you, he knows how to tell.
“Let’s just go, babe. We have those reservations at 6, remember?”
You shoot a glare at him, and he knows he’s in trouble now. Really? Dinner reservations at your designated time with him?
“Yeah, ‘babe’ better get going to your dinner reservations.” You grab your bag of groceries and take it to your bike.
You hear footsteps leading up to you.
“Y/N, I’m sorry, it was the only time they had open. I was going to tell you.”
“Were you Steve? Or was I going to be waiting all night for you like I did yesterday?”
“It was twenty minutes.” He shoots back.
“Yeah, but it was twenty minutes too long, you never make me wait.”
“It’s just one night, Y/N! We spend every night together anyway.”
You don’t really know what to say anymore, you get on your bike now, ready to leave.
“Have fun on your date.” You say and bike away.
You should be down at Lovers Lake with Steve, but instead you’re bed rotting, wondering what they are doing on their date.
Where did he take her? Have they kissed? How long has this been going on? Did he love her?
The thoughts have been non-stop since meeting Becky the day before.
Your parents are out for the night, on their own date, leaving you home alone and lonely.
While cooking dinner, the doorbell rings. You quickly check the time to see it's 6:33pm. You weren’t expecting anybody, but still you opened the door. No one is there, but a piece of paper on your front door mat.
You already know who it’s from; he didn’t need to sign it.
The smile on your face doesn’t leave until you realize that he should be on his date with Becky.
If you rode to the lake and saw her there with him, you would turn around without a doubt.
But you were willing to risk that.
After putting your dinner away, you grab your bike and head out to Lovers Lake.
It’s dark as you bike into the woods. The only thing creating light is the moon.
You see Steve leaning against the rock. He came by himself, and excitement fills your body as you get off your bike.
“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be on a date?” You ask him.
“Hey, to you, Y/N,” he says as he gets up from against the rock. “It didn’t work out.”
It’s silent for a few moments, “I’m sorry, Steve. I know you liked her.” Even though it hurt to say, you wanted to comfort your best friend.
“You’re not, though.” He stares into your eyes. “I thought you would be happy for me, for trying to find someone to spend my life with.” It feels like he stabbed you right through your heart. Why couldn’t he see what was in front of him? “You know, I tried to reschedule tonight with her so I could be here with you, but she didn’t like that very much. We fought over you.” Guilt takes over the excitement you originally had. “She made me an ultimatum, can you believe that? I had to pick between my best friend and the girl I was dating.” Fuck, you think to yourself. Is this why he gave you that note? To tell you, he picked her.
“Who did you pick?” you whisper.
You start to prepare yourself if he does end up picking her.
He walks up to you, now face-to-face.
“You, Y/N, it’s always going to be you.” He cups your cheek. “This whole time I’ve been looking for a girl I see a future with, but she’s always been in front of me. I’m sorry, Y/N, I didn’t see it sooner.” He confesses.
You’re frozen and don’t know what to do with what Steve just told you. He likes you, but you’re too lost in your own thoughts to see him lean in towards you.
His lips meet yours in a kiss, and moans come from both of you while your tongues roll over one another’s. You’re the first to break it.
“What the fuck, Steve!” You push him by his chest, and he looks scared. “You scared me, I thought you were telling me you picked her.” He laughs.
“You think I’d pick a girl I’ve known for a month, over a girl I’ve known basically my whole life?” He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear.
You smile up at him, and heat rushes to your cheeks at the thought of him telling her that he had picked you. “I can’t believe she made you pick.”
“Yeah, well, she was already mad at the fact that I wanted to invite you everywhere with us. She opened my eyes to who I really wanted to be with.”
You stare into each other’s eyes, the moment you dreamt of every summer is finally happening.
“Can I kiss you again?” He asks, and you answer with your lips back on his.
He walks you to the rock, your back against it. His hands begin to wander, gripping your hips and rubbing over your back.
It starts to get heated when he cups your ass and pulls you against his clothed center; he’s hard.
“Mmm, Steve.” He starts kissing up your neck, your sounds go straight to the place where it hurts the most. “I’ve always wanted this.”
“Yeah?” His hand comes up to feel your boob over your top. You help him take it off, leaving you in a white lace bra. His eyes get wide before he remembers what you had just said. "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Just didn't want to risk anything." You reach your hand down between the two of you to rub over the tent in his pants.
"Fuck," He whines. "I think it's worth risking." He says before grabbing your hand and leading you to the dock on the lake.
"What are we doing?" You ask him, out of breath and confused.
"I'm not fucking you against a rock, Y/N." He guides you to lie on your back at the end of the dock. You look across the lake, nothing but the sounds of the wind blowing through the trees and crickets in the distance. It's peaceful and perfect.
He kisses you on your lips one more time before making his way down your body. One hand teases your nipple through the lace, while his mouth flicks over the other, all while he hasn't stopped looking at you.
"When we would go swimming, I could never take my eyes off your tits. Let me finally see them, baby." You sit up on your elbows while he unclips your bra from the back, releasing your breasts for his eyes to see.
Your puffy pink nipples are hardening from the slight summer chill, and his eyes on you. You move your hand to go and cover them, feeling exposed, but Steve objects.
"Don't hide them from me. I want to see you." He dives into your boobs, sucking on your nipples, going back and forth.
"Fuck, Steve. That feels so good." You softly moan, your hands playing in his hair to keep him close.
He releases your nipple and blows on it before leaving open-mouth kisses down your stomach. His fingers play with the top of your cotton shorts. He looks up at you to get permission on what he's about to do, and you nod.
He wastes no time in pulling down your shorts, the matching white lacy panties now on show for him.
"Jesus, Y/N, You look so fucking sexy." You notice that he keeps them on. "Gonna play with you now, okay, baby?"
The throbbing between your legs is getting worse; you need some sort of relief. "Please, Steve, it hurts." You beg.
"I'm gonna make it better, baby, I promise." You feel his mouth hover over your lace-covered pussy. His hot breath is on you before you feel him make contact. You're so wet, and he can taste it.
He licks and sucks on you over the lace. You squirm your hips, wanting more. His thumb rubs over your aching clit, and you jerk from how sensitive you are to his soft touch.
"Does that feel good? Me rubbing on your little clit?" You nod in response, your eyes watering at the pleasure.
"More, I want more." You cry. He takes that as his green light to fuck you with his tongue over your panties. The feeling is pleasurable, but it still leaves you wanting more. "Take them off, Steve, I need your mouth on me."
He rips them off of you before he shoves his face into your bare pussy. The sounds that come from his mouth while he laps up all your delicious juices are erotic. His nose against your clit. Every time he shakes his head a little, it sends shocks throughout your body.
"Fuck! Steve!" You scream and hope no one is around. He grabs your thighs to keep them open. You feel a finger start to tease your entrance before he plunges it inside of you.
He releases his mouth from your pussy, and looks up at you as he fingers you. Your head is thrown back, mouth open, tits glistening with his saliva, and your eyes are shut. He wishes he could take a picture of you in this moment, full of pleasure.
"I can feel you pulsing around my finger, baby. Come for me." He tells you. His finger leaves your pussy, and starts to rub quickly over your clit.
"Shit, I'm coming, I'm coming!" You scream before you come all over his hand.
"That's it, that's my girl," he soothes you while rubbing up and down your shaking thighs. He can't help himself from cleaning you up a bit with his tongue. Your eyes are shut when you feel licking through your folds.
"Fuck," you breathe out. You place your hand in his hair again and stare at him while he stares back. You pull his head off your pussy, lips glossy from your come, and bring his face to yours to kiss him.
You both moan into the kiss, tasting yourself on his lips.
"You taste so good, baby," he says in between your kisses. Your face flushes red as you put your hand underneath his shirt, scratching across his abs. He takes the hint and throws his shirt off.
You kiss up his neck, biting down on his earlobe before you whisper. "I want you to fuck me, Steve."
He feels like he actually might die at hearing those words coming from your mouth. He always fantasized about you saying that to him while he jerked off alone in his room after a night out with you.
You push him back this time, so he’s lying on the dock, and you crawl over him. He can’t even believe what is happening right now.
He quickly takes off both his boxers and pants, not caring where he kicks them off to. For all he knows, they could be floating away in the lake, but he didn’t give a single fuck because of how beautiful you looked on top of him.
You felt his cock spring up and hit your stomach. You look down, seeing it for the first time ever. It was huge and veiny. Steve could see on your face that you were trying to figure out whether or not it would fit inside of you.
He sits up and cups your face before bringing his hands up and down your back, “It will fit, baby, I’ll make sure of it.”
You nod and straddle over him, one of your hands wraps around his leaking cock, before guiding it to your hole.
He stops you before you start to sink down. “Wait, shit, I don’t have condoms.” He looks defeated.
You never told him this, but you’ve been on birth control for a while now for your periods. It just never seemed like a topic to tell your guy's best friend.
“I’m on birth control, it’s okay. I want to feel you, all of you.” You tell him, and he nods.
His cock is back in your hand, and you sink down onto the tip. You both moan out, foreheads against one another’s.
Steve stares at your face while you continue to sink down. Your eyebrows are scrunched up in pleasure, mouth open.
“I can’t- I can’t,” you whine, head falling into his shoulder. “It’s too big.”
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, I got you.” he rubs your thighs. “Just got to stretch you is all.” He slowly brings down your hips, and you cry into his neck. It feels like he's splitting you in half. “Good girl, see you’re taking it so well,” he tells you.
You bite down on his shoulder as he continues to bring your core flush with his.
“Mmm, Steve, is it all in?” You ask.
He laughs, “It’s in, baby, I knew you could do it.” He praises you. “Just feel it, feel me inside of you, okay?”
You’ve never felt so full before sitting in his cock. Sure, you’ve had sex with others, you even thought they were big. But no one will compare to Steve. This will change you forever.
He lets you adjust and waits until you give him the green light to start moving.
“Fuck me.” You say into his neck, and he doesn’t quite know what you said.
“What was that, baby?” he brings your face out from his neck to look straight into your eyes.
He leans back and pulls you down with him, chest to chest. His cock pulls out of you slightly before you feel him buck his hips up and back into you.
Your face is buried back into his neck, so you place soft kisses there.
“Steve, Fuck! You’re so deep inside me.” This angle has him hitting places inside of you that no one else has before.
Your legs on both sides of his hips, ass in the air, tits against his chest, with his cock pounding up into your pussy.
“Perfect fucking pussy, baby.” Sweat starts to form on his forehead. “Feels so amazing around my cock.” He brings his hands to rub your ass before slapping it.
All you can do is moan his name and curse. The feeling of his cock and hands on you is so overwhelming.
You crave more of him, so you start to push back on his cock and meet his thrusts.
“Fuck on my cock, baby, shit, keep doing that!” You put ur hands on either side of his head and pull yourself up so you can be on all fours.
Your tits bounce in front of his face, and he takes one of them in his mouth.
He pops off your nipple, “Shit, I’m gonna come. You keep pulsing around my cock, baby.” His hands grip around your hips, guiding you back and forth.
“Come inside of me, Steve. I want you to fill me up.” You moan while continuing to fuck yourself with his cock. You bring one of your hands down to your clit and start rubbing to reach your end.
“Fuck, Y/N!” He screams while he shoots his warm load inside of you. You’re right behind him, and coming all over his cock. You both stop your movement, just taking in the feeling of his come deep inside you, and your juices covering him.
You lay on top of him, his arms around your back, holding you as if you would ever leave him.
Steve starts to move around, gripping under your hips as he gets up. You wrap your legs around him to prevent you from falling.
“What are you doing?” You ask him, a big smile on his face.
You don’t have time to answer him before he jumps off the dock and into the lake with you wrapped around him. The cold water engulfs both of you before you break apart and swim to the surface for air.
“What the fuck, Steve!” You laugh and splash water at his face.
“Just thought we could wash away the smell of sex on us.” He wipes water off his face.
You both swim around each other, like all the other times you have. Blush across your guys' cheeks and smiles that haven’t left your faces for the past ten minutes.
Steve looks over at you. You look so calm in this moment, like an angel.
“You know I love you, Y/N.” He breathes out. “Always have and always will.”
You swim closer to him, goosebumps spread across your body from his confession.
“I love you too, Steve.” You kiss him, the taste of the lake water on his lips. “Always have and always will.”
You’ve never been happier than here in this moment.
