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steve harrington w cockwarming hehe
COCKWARMING WITH STEVE.
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pairing(s): steve harrington x female!reader
word count: 1165
tags/warnings: NSFW 18+, sexual content, cockwarming, breeding, praise kink, you and steve going at it really
author’s note: this is my first proper smut omgomg, this is a big deal to me.
“fuck, baby, i haven’t felt you in so long,” steve murmurs against your neck slick with his saliva from the moment he bottomed out, you had been writhing beneath him since, fingers threading in his hair as he pounds you into the mattress.
working at the radio station, mixed with fighting vecna, had been tiresome for steve. both of you busy babysitting high school kids you consider family and working together as a group to take down henry creel.
therefore, it had been a while since you and steve had proper alone time, away from others and stressful situations. it had to be quick makeouts in his booth whenever a song played, steve just moving your panties aside to get his fingers to work before the song was coming to an end.
the minute steve heard that the full weekend would be free – teenage-free and inter-dimensional monster-free – he was quick to give you a knowing look and drive you back to his. steve’s hand gripped your thigh tight the whole drive home, dropping robin at vicky’s, you listened to her rambling the entire way but you could tell steve was in another zone, not listening to a word.
the bulge in his jeans telling you everything you needed to know, it was practically staring you in the face.
the minute steve’s best friend shuts the car door, waving bye while running towards her awaiting girlfriend, steve is driving off instantly and your face feels warm when his fingers slowly inch higher up your thigh.
the few minutes’ drive back to his house was killing steve, his heart hammering in his chest like it was the first date again, because for these weeks he had been desperate to fuck his girlfriend and curse at life for getting in the way.
it didn’t help that you were gently scratching his wrist earnestly, so delicately, that whenever he looked at you at a red stop you almost looked… shy. but he knew that wouldn’t be the case as soon as he had you spread on the bed, eating you out for as long as he desired.
he tried taking his time with you, despite the ache in his jeans that yearned to be inside your warmth. and you believe you’ve never heard him moan as loud as he did when he finally inched his dick in slowly until his pelvis met yours.
steve cursed into your neck, swearing he can see stars in his vision it had been that long away from this feeling while you whine underneath him, never fully adjusting to his length that always sweeps your breath away.
you cling to steve while he moves, somehow hitting the right spot every single time and he groans when you tug his hair to drag his lips from your neck and back to yours in a messy kiss which he fully embraces.
you feel his weight shift, slightly heavier atop you as his forearms rest closer to your head, his palm pushing back any hair to stroke your cheek so gently like he isn’t smacking his hips into yours in such a fast rhythm bringing you closer and closer to release.
steve can tell, tugging your bottom lip before pulling back to look into your eyes, “i know, baby. gonna get you there, hmm? been so long since i’ve seen you come all over my cock, honey.” his groans pick up when he can feel you squeezing at his words, and steve is sure there is no better place than right here.
but he can feel his release approaching, sweat dripping down his back as he tries to maintain his rhythm in hopes to get you there first. your moans, music to his hears, are picking up as you feel his kisses trail down until he drags your nipple into his mouth, swirling deliciously while he sucks.
it’s when you feel his thumb prod at your clit that you suddenly feel a wave wash over you, unable to say anything before your biting your lip to contain moans while steve fucks you through your release.
he pulls away from your boob to watch your expression, watching the contortions of pleasure and your nails dig deeper into his biceps as steve releases inside you, murmuring a string of pleasures and whimpers as he collapses atop of you.
steve isn’t sure how long you both lay like that, your nails now gently itching across his back in comfort and he is sure he dozed off as he pulls your lips into a much more gentle kiss, “you’re heaven.” you giggle into his mouth which he reciprocates while continuing, “i’m serious, you made me see the gates for a second there.”
your laughter is cut short when steve places pressure on his forearms to make a move, most likely about to clean you both up before ordering takeout to eat with you in bed with a shitty movie. however, his movement hilts when you whine in disagreement, heels of your feet digging into his thighs in attempt to keep him there.
you twist your bodies so steve is lying on his back, straddling him into the bed as you try your best to keep his dick firmly inside, which twitches at your movement. “baby? what are you—? fuck…” steve trails off when you grind into his hips.
“thought you were the one complaining about how long it’s been?” you shiver as his cold hands grip your hips, already feeling his length harden inside you as if it hadn’t released yet. it was already dark outside, the open window sending a cool breeze across the room as steve answers, dragging the duvet up to your shoulders when you keep moving your hips, “yeah, it has been.”
“so, stay here, inside me.”
steve curses at this, hips moving in attempts for round two but stilling when you lay your head atop his naked chest with a yawn, “no moving, why don’t we nap like this for a bit?” steve winds a hand to the back of your head, trying to ground himself while his now hard dick can feel you squeezing him so nicely.
“you’re gonna be the death of me,” steve tries, still placing a kiss to your head and enveloping you in his arms completely, his hips trying not to move an inch. you’re sleepy against his chest, soft kisses placed there while you chuckle, “wake me up when you want to go again.”
the sensation of his length tucked deep inside you warms you everywhere as you feel yourself dozing off from the aftermath of your night together. you had the whole weekend to yourselves now, so you were sure steve would have you in several ways during those upcoming days. it was nice to feel him, without the sensitive friction for a moment.
“good girl,” you hear him murmur when you doze off, knowing it wouldn’t be long before steve was begging to move his hips again.
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