You learn canceling on Steve to get high leaves him feeling pretty jealous, and you have to make it up to him.
Sorry this one took so long to get out!! I live in the middle of buttfuck nowhere Florida and my WiFi is always cracking out. Anyway Robin or Nancy coming up next!! Feel free to leave any ideas in my inbox :)
You and Eddie snicker, laughing about old high school memories while passing a blunt between the two of you. He’d called you early this morning, wanting you to meet him over at Reefer Ricks because he didn’t want to be alone. You dropped your lunch date with Steve just this once to hang with Eddie- he just sounded so vulnerable and quite frankly scared when you answered the phone. You felt like you needed to be there for him. He appreciated it greatly, and even more that you didn’t berate him with questions.
Meanwhile, Steve was annoyed he wouldn’t be seeing you for lunch today. Robin teased him all day after complaining when he walked in and it’s been going downhill ever since. Especially when Dustin and Max come running in needing their help locating someone.
“There’s like ten Ricks here, how’re we supposed to know which ones the right one?” Steve scoffs, stepping back.
“Well, you can tell a lot about a person based on the movies they watch.” Robin smirks, quickly typing in the code to reveal the logs for the different accounts. Dead end after dead end appear- until they find one with multiple classic pot movies. “Bingo.” She pumps her fist in the air and writes down the address.
“Alright. Lets go find this freak.” He rolls his eyes, closing the store.
“Dude shut it!” Eddie’s eyes widen and he throws his hand over your mouth, muffling your giggles. “I’m serious (Y/N)- I haven’t been honest with you but you seriously need to be quiet.” He hushes you, sobering you up a little in the process. You nod your head and he retreats to the window, seeing an unfamiliar car pull up.
“Eddie what’s wrong?” You crawl towards where he’s crouched.
“There’s some people after me, they think I did something that I didn’t do.”
“Then hide! Here get under the tarp on the boat and I’ll cover for you.” You offer, motioning to the boat.
“What’re you gonna do?” You shrug, not seriously thinking about consequences at the moment. “Get in with me, they won’t think to look here.”
You can vaguely hear the door slam open and feel the shake of people walking in, but the boat and tarp mask the voices and what the people are saying. The movements get closer, and you jolt a little when something hits your side. Once again, you feel Eddie’s rings press to your mouth- until something jabs him in the leg. You look up at him, seeing him motion about jumping out and scaring the intruders off. You can’t give any criticism before the tarp folds over, revealing himself with a war cry and a broken beer bottle. Now, you can hear the voices a little better and you recognize Steve try to bargain with Eddie.
The tarp swings off of you as you quickly sit up and stumble out of the boat. Steve’s eyes move to you and his heart drops.
“(Y/N)?” His voice waivers, partly due to the glass poking his neck, other part betrayal.
“Eddie!” You hiss, grabbing his wrist holding the beer bottle, causing him to drop it. “It’s just Steve and them! They’re nice I promise.” You defend, going to hold onto Steve’s arm- until he swerves back. “Steve?” Your grin falters upon seeing his mildly disgusted face.
“You canceled our lunch date to screw around with Munson?” He asks in disbelief. The rest of your highness subsides and suddenly you can understand how this looks to him.
“No Steve! That’s not it at all!” You wave your hands, trying to get him to come back after he promptly turned and stomped out.
“Really (Y/N)! Because you flake on me right when I wake up, and now I find you here getting friendly in a boat with Eddie Munson!” He shouts, quickly drying his eyes.
“No dude that’s not what was happening I swear!” Eddie agrees, running over. “I called (Y/N) this morning because I didn’t want to be alone after last night.”
“Last night?” Steve scoffs.
“What happened with Chrissy last night?” Max asks, taking over the questioning.
You and Steve sit quietly in the car after dropping everyone off at one place or another.
“I’m sorry I canceled on you and hung out with Munson instead, he just sounded really shaken up and needed someone there for him. He doesn’t have many people, Steve.” You plead with Steve, telling him your side of the story.
“I know, I believe you. I’m just hurt you didn’t tell me.” He sighs. You think for a moment.
“Let me make it up to you.” You murmur, his eyes meeting yours, surprised. The light from the moon seeps in, allowing you to see his cheeks redden. He nods and puts the car in drive, heading to his house.
Once in his room, he stops you, putting his hand on your cheek.
“If I go too far just tell me to stop, alright?” As soon as you agree his lips are on yours, hands roughly pulling you against him. He pulls away, your head moving to kiss him more before he stops you, lightly holding your chin. “Whose are you?” He questions, watching you intently.
“I’m yours Steve.” You whine, seeing him mildly amused by your response.
“That’s right.” He smugly agrees, laying you down on his comforter, kissing you roughly again.
“Steve-“ you sob, face pushed down into a pillow. He’d spent the last twenty minutes teasing you, and getting you all riled up only to let your hopes to release die down.
“Yeah baby?” He mocks, squeezing your thighs.
“Please,” you sigh, moving your ass back to push against his cock.
“Ah, that’s right.” He sighs. “Whose cock are you begging for right now?” He leans over you to whisper in your ear.
“Yours Steve, oh my god- only yours.” Your whining is music to his ears, and the confidence boost he wanted.
“That’s right baby,” he praises.
“Need you so bad-“ you start, before your voice is reduced to a quiet moan as he pushes into you. He slides in with ease due to your soaked cunt and builds up a rough pace. He slams into you a few times before he flips you onto your back, now getting a better view. You’re thankful for the fresh air and sloppily gasp for it in the midst of your moans. Steve watches his cock disappear inside of you, creating a small bulge he presses down on. Immediately you react, fluttering around him and squeezing him nicely. He throws his head back, getting lost in the feeling of your walls encasing him deliciously. His half lidded eyes gaze down at you when your moans start to get shorter and more frequent.
“You want me to come in you?” He asks, watching as your head nods happily. He leans down to kiss you as he reaches his own high, hips stuttering against your own as you feel him release deep inside of you. You choke out a moan at the feeling of his cock leaving your cunt, feeling empty because you didn’t get to finish. You whine and press your legs together after he gets up. “That’s what you get for canceling on me for Munson.” He shrugs, going to his bathroom to run a bath for the two of you.
Contrary to popular belief I think Gareth 100% is a dom
Now don’t get me wrong! he has his sub moments but, he just loves angry sex wayyyy too much
He easily loses his temper and there’s no better way to blow off steam
Like I can definitely see this man getting pissed off because of something Eddie said or maybe a shitty gig and just sneaking over to your house and fucking the absolute shit out of you
There’s no denying he loves when you pull his hair
Dare I say he also has a thing for back scratches
He makes sure you keep your nails long and manicured just for that reason
Shows them off like trophies to the hellfire guys
Gareth would most definitely DEFINITELY love you sitting on his lap at anytime but, he loves when you sit on his lap while he plays his drums
Before the guys get to his house for practice he likes to bend you over them for a quickie
He loves being ridden. Idc there’s no debate
Absolutely loves when you’re on top just fucking yourself and using him for your own pleasure
Thigh man
This man STAYS in between your thighs just going to town for hours
If there’s one thing Gareth can do it’s eat pussy
He was probably a virgin before you guys got together let’s be honest but still, Eddie taught him well.
Gareth learned everything he knows about sex from Eddie (that’s probably why he’s so damn good)
Gareth is a simple dude
All you have to do is kiss his neck and he’s ready to go
Gareth probably isn’t really into being called daddy
I mean if that’s your thing he’ll try it out but, I don’t see it being a turn on for him
Calling him baby on the other hand
Just praise him and call him baby
Tell him how good he’s making you feel and he’ll cum instantly
He’s still kinda shy about sex but only when you’re teasing him in public or something. When it’s just the two of you he’s a completely different guy
He gets very flustered when you tease him and tries to hide his boner
The first time he ever saw you in a swim suit he turned red
He couldn’t even glance at you without getting a boner
You could tell what was going on so you led him to a bathroom stall and quickly fixed his problem
Movie nights at his house end up with you guys fucking on the couch and ignoring the movie
The two of you have definitely fucked in the school bathroom at one point
He just skips 3rd period and meets you in the girls bathroom
Gareth’s car is the #1 place you guys fuck. On the way home after hellfire he’ll just pull onto this secluded little dirt road and tell you to climb in the back
The drive in theater is another place you guys always have sex
Literally Gareth is honestly down to fuck anytime, just say the word or call him and he’s on his way
Definitely fantasizes a lot in class and at lunch about fucking you. He zones out and just stares at your tits or something
Eddie has to snap him out of it and then teases him for being so damn horny
Guys I am so sorry this was a tad bit rushed! A lot has been going on recently but you guys are so understanding it’s amazing <33 I have a smut that’ll be posted tomorrow and quite a few more things in the works!! Love you guys
Summary: Being fucked by Steve Harrington against skyscraper windows wasn't what you had in mind, but boy did you need it. GN READER!
Warnings: Smut, fingering, exhibitionism, dom! Steve, penis in vagina sex, protected sex, fucking against a window! The reader has gender-neutral pronouns, but fem anatomy, and there is no use of Y/N!
Word Count: 1.1k
A/N: I've been away for a bit on winter break, but I'm back now and I'll be posting the rest of my old and new fics, enjoy!
REBLOG FOR MORE STEVE HARRINGTON SMUT
The windows of the hotel room Steve and you were staying in were massive, polished glass reflecting the night lights of New York City. Oranges, reds, yellows, white, all the colours of the big city mixing together to create a vibrant glow as you looked down onto the busy streets hundreds of feet below.
You felt an arm wrap around your waist, Steve’s chin resting on the top of your head as he pressed his chest against your back.
“Like the view, sweetheart?” He slipped a finger in between the opening of the silk robe you were wearing, brushing the pad of his thumb against the skin of your stomach, warm and soft at the same time.
“It’s pretty nice, but not as nice as the view behind me.” You turned around in his arms then, facing the man as he let out a wide grin before attaching his lips to yours.
It starts off sweet enough, soft and slow and everything you wanted in a kiss, but unsurprisingly, Steve wanted more. Soon his left hand was fumbling with the belt of your robe, trying to tug it open as his right hand rested on the small of your back. You let out a giggle at his efforts before swatting his hand away and undoing the tie yourself, letting the robe drop to the ground in a soft flutter.
He couldn’t help but groan then, seeing you naked apart from the dark red thong you wore.
“God damn it, pretty thing, is that a thong?” He pressed you against the window at that moment, seizing your bum in his hands as he kissed up and down your neck, leaving marks behind your ear and along your exposed collar bone.
“I’m guessing you like it, baby?” You let out a breath as he pressed himself against you, his jeans rubbing against your bare skin and his hard dick rutting slightly against your groin.
“Fuck baby, what are you trying to do to me tonight, huh?”
“I’m trying to make you fuck me, Steve.” As soon as the words left your mouth, he let out another groan mixed with a slight growl, reaching back slightly to tug his shirt off as you went for the buckle of his belt, undoing it and sliding his pants and briefs down.
“And here I thought you wanted to take it nice and slow tonight, doll.”
He stepped out of his pants, standing naked before you as he grabbed onto your waist again and mouthed your breasts, warm breath over your nipples and your back arching at the feeling.
“You know I don’t like to be teased, Stevie. Please, I just want you now.” You tried to reach for him, to grab a hold of him but suddenly he had your wrists in his hand and was spinning you around so that your front rested on the window, his other hand quickly drawing circles on your clit. You let out a loud moan, gasping as his fingers dipped in and out of you shallowly, and soon you could see him smirking in the reflection behind you.
“Now, now, darling, I think you’re forgetting who’s in charge here. Spread those legs for me, doll, or you ain’t getting nothing tonight.” His fingers slipped out of you, leaving you shaking against the window as he bent down to take the condom from the back pocket of the jeans strewn on the floor, ripping it open before placing it on. He ran his fingers over you again, running them through your juices before ducking down slightly to nip the side of your ear.
“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it. Let everyone in New York city see me make you cum. You reckon you can do that, doll?” All you could do was moan at that point, trying to shake your head as he lined up and sunk in, gripping your hips tightly in his hands.
“Fuck, Steve, you feel so good.” You rested your head on your folded arms that leaned up against the window, shaking as he thrust in and out of you quickly, hitting that spot every time, pulling a whimper from your lips.
It didn’t take long for either of you to be on that edge, your legs shaking slightly and his thrusts becoming sloppy as you both felt like you were about to explode, his hand coming up to massage your left breast as he kept a steady grip on your waist, groaning into your ear.
“Stevie, please, I’m gonna come.” You felt it coming on then, like everything was crashing into you as all you could feel was him and his hands and his warm breath on the shell of your ear, the pleasure nearly becoming too much
“Hold on sweet thing, just hold on a little longer, I’m nearly there.” He was erratic now, moaning loudly with you as his hand snaked down to your front, rubbing circles over your folds and slamming into you so harshly you swear the window was gonna break. “Now baby, show me what I’ve done to you.”
The both of you came then, bodies shaking as he felt you tense around him before orgasming, pulling a loud and worn-out moan from you, body collapsing against the glass and his arms. He let out a couple curses and whispered your name, pressing his lips to the back of your neck and shoulders, holding you steady as your body shook.
“Good baby, so good for me.” He pulled out of you then, still holding you up and whispering comforting words in your ear as he pushed the hair from your face. He lifted you up, naked bodies against each other, and moved you to the bed, a sweet and tired smile on his lips as he looked down at you against the blankets.
He discarded the condom into the bin and used a towel from the bathroom to clean you up as much as he could, and then he laid down next to you, resting his head on his arm and slinking another arm over your waist, pulling you to him.
“You feeling okay, I didn’t push you at all?” His worry crept in when your eyes started to flutter closed, a small smile tugging at your lips as you moved to rest your head on his chest.
“I’m okay Steve, really. You just wore me out, that’s all.” He chuckled slightly at your response before nodding, pressing a kiss to your lips and then the top of your head, pulling blankets over the both of you.
Turns out that windows in high places were more useful than just giving a view out onto the city night, and neither you nor Steve were gonna forget that anytime soon.
𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭 | steve harrington & eddie munson x reader
summary | steve and eddie are hunting through the forest at night looking for you... but don't worry, they promise they're not gonna hurt you. (based on an anonymous request I got for predator/prey and size kink with dark!steddie that was supposed to just be a drabble... oops.)
word count | 3.7k
warnings | dark (cnc aka noncon!!), smut (oral m and f receiving, creampie, pearl necklace, rough sex, outdoor sex, threesome, spitroast), hunting and predator/prey kink, size kink (meaning the reader is implied to be petite once or twice), degradation, humiliation, forced orgasms, aftercare, roleplay
18+ only, dark themes, read the warnings!
"Come out, bunny," Steve cooed as he shined his flashlight through the trees. "What are you hiding for?"
"She's just a little scared," Eddie explained, calling out into the woods as he continued, "aren't you, babydoll? It's okay, we don't bite."
"Speak for yourself," Steve laughed, and Eddie shoved him on the shoulder.
You shifted against the ground you were sitting on, trying to keep your leg from falling asleep, but froze when you heard a twig snap under you. "Ohh, d'you hear that?" Eddie purred.
"Yeah," Steve breathed, "is that you, bunny? We just wanna talk, okay?"
You covered your mouth when you felt the tree behind you shake. "This isn't gonna take too long, is it?" Eddie groaned to Steve. He was casually leaning on the tree you were hiding behind; of course he was. You shut your eyes and tried not to breathe.
"Just keep looking, okay?" Steve replied. "It's gonna be worth it."
"Well, I knew that," Eddie purred, "been waiting too long to get a taste of that little pussy... what are you gonna do to her, when we find her?"
"I want her mouth first," Steve answered confidently, "you know the ones that act like they don't want it get so wet when they get a taste of some cock."
Eddie chuckled in agreement.
"How about you?"
"Oh god, I dunno— where to start, right?" Eddie laughed. "All I know is where to finish: those tits."
"Now, don't get me wrong," Steve countered, "I like the way you think but... man, I've been waiting to come inside her for weeks. She's gonna try to get me to pull out, though, so you've gotta help me keep her still."
"Didn't think you needed help holding down a little girl, Harrington," Eddie mocked.
"Trust me," Steve warned him, "she's tiny, but she's tough. Not that she'll give us much trouble— just as long as we work together."
"Right," Eddie decided. "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot..."
There was a moment of silence, and you wrinkled your eyebrows together as you hoped to listen in closer. Why would they have just stopped talking so suddenly?
You leaned a little closer to the other side of the tree— maybe they were whispering or something— but all you heard was the slightest rustling of leaves. You dared a glance over your shoulder: your heart stopped when you saw Eddie's face right there, smiling wide at you as he crouched on the ground.
"Boo."
You jumped up as fast as you could, breaking into a sprint; they didn't start after you right away, they were letting you get ahead on purpose, you knew that-- because if he wanted to, Eddie could've just grabbed your ankle right as you got up and you would've been done for.
That was the worst part of it: they were so sure they would get you in the end that they were letting you tire yourself out just for fun. You should just be thankful for the sliver of a chance... but instead, you were terrified of how much worse they were going to make it for you, as punishment for not just surrendering in the beginning.
You ran like you’d never run before, the adrenaline coursing through you keeping the soreness in your legs from bothering you too much; you dodged trees and branches, hoping to be light enough on your feet to dodge the twisted roots coming out from the dirt. Your sneakers were struggling to keep traction on the damp ground— it had just rained this afternoon, even now it was still a little foggy from the moisture in the air— but you managed to stay upright even when you almost slipped a few times.
You knew they were gaining on you because you could hear them laughing. One more reminder that this was just a game for them— but it was all but life or death for you.
Steve caught up with you first, but he didn’t grab you; instead, he shoved you down, knocking you into the dirt, where you crawled pathetically until he grabbed you by the ankles.
“No!” you yelped.
“Shh, not gonna be so bad,” Steve promised as he turned you over— Eddie was standing just over his shoulder, and he bent over to rest his hands on his knees as he panted from the run. “We just wanna talk, right?”
“Right,” Eddie agreed.
“Get up,” Steve snarled at you as he grabbed your hand and yanked you onto your feet; you yelped, struggling to find your balance, and he held your arms behind your back as Eddie stalked around you in a half-circle, like he wanted to see you from every angle.
"Oh no, little babydoll got dirty, huh?" Eddie laughed, noticing how the dirt and mud clung to your dress. “Let's get you out of these filthy clothes, sweetheart…”
Steve kept you from struggling too much as Eddie roughly tore your clothes off, his tongue poking out from between his lips as he forced the fabric to rip. You mumbled, “No, please… don’t…” as he ripped your bra away, but he ignored you— and he snapped through your panties in a second.
“There we go,” he purred as you hung your head low, his eyes and hands exploring your naked body hungrily. “So sick of you hiding from us, babydoll— hiding in this dark forest, hiding those cute tits— and your pussy, it’s wet, isn’t it?”
Steve kicked your legs apart, and Eddie reached between them. You tried to wiggle away, but Eddie smacked you across the face.
“Stop moving,” he warned harshly, ringed fingers groping around your pussy until he felt your soaked folds. He looked at Steve, who looked back at him, and smiled. “Oh, Harrington, she’s soaked…”
“Knew it,” Steve laughed.
“You caught her— you go first,” Eddie offered.
“Aww, thanks man!” Steve declared, before turning you around and shoving you down onto your knees. “You know how to do this, don’t you?” he asked gruffly as he started to unbuckle his belt right in front of your face. “I feel any teeth, I’ll fuckin’ knock them out, okay? So be good.”
You winced as Steve pulled his erection out of his boxers, trying to turn away— but a hand on your head stopped you. You only knew it was Eddie’s because you could feel his rings against your scalp.
“Open your mouth,” Steve ordered. You did nothing; Eddie put his other hand on your chin, pulling your mouth open as you groaned in pain. Steve slipped his cock inside, running it over your tongue with a groan before he plunged a little deeper. “Fuck, c’mon, suck on it,” Steve encouraged.
Reluctant, but low on options, you closed your lips and hollowed your cheeks.
“Hah, figured you knew how to do this,” Steve breathed, tilting his head back. “You act so innocent, but you love this, don’t you? Slut.”
Steve’s hand smacked your cheek, and you whined around him. “Think she can take it a little deeper?” Eddie asked him from behind you, and you saw him nod. Eddie bent down slightly to speak closer to your ear. “What do you say, babydoll, wanna choke on Stevie’s dick?”
You shook your head, but as soon as you did, Eddie pushed your head down to force Steve’s cock right into your throat. You struggled and fought for air, pushing on Steve’s thighs desperately, but it was no use.
“Fuck,” Steve groaned, “fuck, don’t let her up yet.”
“Not yet,” Eddie agreed, “just a few more seconds…”
It felt like ages, but he did let you go; you pulled back with a gasp and a sputter, coughing vigorously as Steve and Eddie laughed at you. You yelped as Eddie pulled you up onto your feet suddenly, his hand on the back of your head again to force you to bend at the hips.
“You can keep going,” he told you, like it was an offer and not an order. “I’m just gonna fuck you while you suck on Stevie’s cock, babydoll.”
You opened your mouth to try to convince him not to, but Steve filled it again before anything could come out; you mumbled uselessly around him, his hands gripping either side of your head to hold you steady as he groaned. “Such a sweet little mouth,” Steve sighed, “just like I imagined it. How’s her pussy feel, Munson?”
“About to find out,” Eddie replied, rubbing his fat head between your other lips. “Wanna bet she’s tight?”
“Oh, I know she is,” Steve insisted; and with a rough push, Eddie filled your hole. It made you moan around Steve’s cock, which made him moan, too.
“Fuck, we were right,” Eddie breathed, “so fuckin’ tight. Nice and warm, too— just been waitin’ for this dick, haven’t you, babydoll?”
You couldn’t say much, feeling horribly full and a little dizzy and totally used up. They both fucked you relentlessly, neither offering much patience or mercy, or even sympathy for the fact that you were already being fucked so hard by someone else.
“Oh my god, she keeps getting more wet,” Eddie laughed, reaching around your hips to slide his fingers over the drips of arousal running down your thighs. Steve pulled your head off of his cock, and you panted with an open mouth as he pushed you down lower.
“Lick my balls,” he demanded, and you grimaced a little but stuck your tongue out further. He moved your head how he wanted it, rocking his hips against your face a bit; his cock, slick from your spit, rubbed against your face and got you all slimy. “Fuck, that’s good…”
“Dirty bitch,” Eddie laughed, smacking you on the ass— a whine jumped out of your wide-open mouth.
“What?” Steve wondered.
“She clenched on me,” Eddie noticed. “You like licking Harrington’s balls, babydoll?”
“Fuck, that is nasty,” Steve chuckled, looking down at you. “You’re really a filthy fucking slut, huh? Why don’t you just admit it?”
He tugged on your hair, keeping your face still so he could give it a few more smacks. “Just say it, baby,” Eddie encouraged as well.
“I-I’m a…” you swallowed thickly, shutting your eyes so you could force the words out, “I’m a f-filthy fucking slut.”
Steve held his cock, smacking you lightly on the face with it— when he pressed his balls up to your chin, the tip reached your forehead. “Look how big it is compared to her,” Steve told Eddie with a wide grin.
“Fuck, she’s so little,” Eddie cooed.
“Or I’m so big!” Steve defended.
“I mean, both,” Eddie offered.
“Thanks,” Steve rolled his eyes.
“Tell him his cock is big, sweetheart,” Eddie instructed you— and his hand slid up your thigh to pinch your clit. You whined loudly, trying to press your thighs together, and he laughed. “Tell him, baby, and look at him while you say it.”
You looked up at Steve, who had his eyebrows raised expectantly when he met your gaze. “You, um… you have a big cock, Steve.”
“See? Told you,” Eddie sing-songed.
“And how does Eddie’s cock feel, huh, bunny?” Steve asked you in return.
“I-it hurts,” you whined.
“Y’know, I was trying to get her to say it felt good,” Steve told Eddie, “but that might be more of a compliment.”
“Yeah, she can bitch about it all she wants,” Eddie chuckled, “I know she likes getting this pussy stretched out. Don’t ya, little girl?”
Another hard pinch on your clit made you gasp: “F-fuck, fuck yes,” you sighed, “I like it…”
Eddie moaned lowly as he fucked you faster. “You like it enough to come?”
You whined, but he started to rub your clit hard and fast; it made your legs shake, and you heard Steve laugh a bit. “Is she close?” he asked Eddie.
“Yeah,” Eddie panted, “wanna cream for me, babydoll? Go ahead and do it.”
“Think she’ll come faster if she’s sucking me again?” Steve wondered.
Eddie laughed; “Definitely.”
Steve pushed his cock back into your mouth, making you choke and gag again as the pressure on your clit nearly became too much to bear. You hated that that actually worked, but it did— maybe the benefit was your orgasmic moans weren’t quite as embarrassingly loud, but Steve got a nice view of your eyes rolling back in your head.
“Fuck,” Eddie groaned, “good job, babydoll— coming nice and hard on my cock, feels so good…”
You were drooling all over both of them, in two different ways, and your hearing was a little fuzzy but you caught them both mocking you a bit for it.
“Gonna pull out and coat those tits soon,” he warned, “just like I said I would. Did you get wet when you heard me say that, baby?”
You did, but obviously you didn’t say anything; you were too weak to hide your own moans now, and the hands in your hair and on your hips were the only thing holding you up now.
“Fuck, fuck, turn her around, Steve,” Eddie ordered; they both pulled out quickly and Steve grabbed your shoulders, forcing you to kneel and look up at Eddie. He stepped up to you, one hand a silvery blur over his cock as he stroked himself, the other pushing your hair back and holding your head. “Good girl, want this come all over your tits?”
Again, you didn’t need to answer, it was irrelevant anyways; a second later, he was groaning loudly as come shot out and landed in haphazard stripes across your chest. Your nipples were getting harder, for no good reason, and Steve watched it all with a proud look on his face. Eddie’s lip curled as he looked down at you, jerking his cock until every drop was on your tits; he sighed, and smiled.
Just as you were appreciating the brief moment of peace, Steve roughly yanked you up onto your feet and pressed himself up behind you. “My turn,” he grunted as he suddenly and roughly filled you with his cock.
You whined and dropped your head limply, feeling Eddie’s spend starting to cool on your chest. He had already put his cock back in his jeans, and was watching the scene before him with a grin. “Be good for Stevie,” he cooed at you, holding your jaw in his hand and forcing you to look up at him. “He wants to come inside you, nice and deep… last I heard.”
“Yep, still do,” Steve interjected, “wanna— ah, fuck— wanna fill this cunt.”
“No, please, please,” you whimpered.
“Take it all, sweetheart,” Eddie ordered you with a grin, “take all that fuckin’ come— and be grateful that Steve wants to give it all to you. You should be fucking grateful.”
You whined through your teeth.
“You should thank me for coming on your tits,” he snarled. “Say it, bitch.”
He smacked you across the face, and the words spit out of your mouth. “Thank you!”
“Mm,” he hummed proudly, “such a good girl… obedient little slut.”
“I’m close,” Steve blurted out suddenly.
“She’s tight, right?” Eddie grinned up at him. “Makes it hard to last.”
“F-fuck, yeah, it does,” Steve agreed breathlessly.
“You don’t need to,” Eddie explained, “she’s just a fuckin’ toy. Don’t need to make her come.”
“But I— I sorta wanted to feel it,” Steve admitted.
“Oh, yeah, it feels so good havin’ that pussy squeeze you,” Eddie agreed, “even better knowing she can’t help it. Can you, little babydoll?” he giggled at you as he pinched one of your cheeks. “Here… I’ll help you get her there, Harrington.”
Eddie reached between you legs again, pinching your sore bud just below where Steve was ruthlessly fucking into you. You sobbed and shuddered, fighting the overwhelming sensation.
“She’s already so close,” Eddie noticed with a purr, “damn Harrington, you’re good at this.”
“Th-thanks,” Steve grunted, “god, I can’t hold on much longer…”
“Come on Stevie’s cock,” Eddie ordered you, “mhm, just like that— give him a nice big squeeze, you dumb fucking whore.”
You came with a choked sob, insides tightening on Steve— who followed suit a split second later, groaning loudly and digging his fingers into the sensitive skin of your hips as he came. “Fuck, fuck!” Steve moaned.
And that was when he dropped you, right into the dirt again, laying limp and helpless at Eddie’s feet. They both stepped closer to you, crouching down beside where you were blinking up blankly at the starry night sky. Eddie sat on the ground, lifting you up to rest your head on his lap; Steve pet your hair as you fluttered your eyes shut.
“Gimme a nod if you’re okay, princess, please?” Steve asked right away. Your head was heavy from exhaustion, but you managed to nod, and he smiled down at you. “Had me worried for a second there…”
“She’s tough, Harrington, give her some credit,” Eddie chuckled. “You know she can handle a lot. And it was all her idea in the first place.”
“Yeah, true,” Steve nodded, brushing his hand over your face lightly. “You did so good, babe, we’re both so proud of you!”
You smiled dreamily, squeezing Eddie’s hand.
“Wanna go home now, sweetheart?” Eddie asked quietly, and you nodded again. “Okay, let’s get you all cleaned up…”
They cleaned you up alright… your back on Eddie’s chest in the bath, Steve in front of you, both of them helping wash you off— inside and out.
You whined a little as Eddie’s fingers slid over your sore cunt. “Shh, just getting all’a Stevie’s come out,” he explained, “don’t get fussy.”
It hurt a little, but you could take it— and they had to get you clean. You were a bit out of it still, but mostly coming back to reality, which is why you noticed Steve’s focused efforts lathering soap on your skin. “S’it just me, or are my tits gonna be super clean after this?” you smirked.
“She’s onto you, Harrington,” Eddie laughed.
It was working, though— your nipples were hard and sensitive from the attention, and Eddie must have noticed how much you liked it since he could feel your hole clenching while he was trying to clean it up.
“You know I can hold my breath for three minutes, right?” Steve reminded you, and you laughed as you nodded. “How long do you need?”
“Depends how good you are,” you challenged.
“Oh, don’t taunt his ego, princess,” Eddie cooed, “now he has to do it.”
“Yup,” Steve agreed, taking a big breath before dropping down under the water’s surface.
Eddie pulled his hands out of the water, resting them on the sides of the porcelain tub; you felt Steve’s mouth latch onto you a second later, and you gripped Eddie’s wrists tightly. “Feels good?” Eddie assumed.
“Y-yeah,” you breathed. Steve’s tongue danced up and down across your folds, and the texture felt different with the water than it normally did; not better, not worse, but definitely very different.
“Mm,” Eddie hummed as he moved his hands away from the edge of the tub, rubbing your shoulders gently instead. “You like how Stevie eats your pussy, princess?”
“Fuck, fuck yeah,” you groaned, “he’s— fuck, he’s got his tongue inside me now.”
“Keep telling me about it,” Eddie requested, kissing down your neck. Your back arched, and you felt Eddie’s cock rub up against your lower back.
“He’s… god, Eddie, he’s licking my clit,” you whimpered, “feels so good…”
“Yeah? I know how sensitive your little bud is,” he cooed. “You can tug his hair if you want him to go harder.”
“Shit, dunno if I can take it,” you admitted.
“Then I’ll do it,” Eddie grinned, reaching underwater and grabbing a tight hold of Steve’s floating locks. It worked; you yelped as Steve wrapped his lips around your clit and suckled hard, your hips starting to shake.
“Oh, fuck!” you shouted, shutting your eyes tight.
“Not too much for you, is it?” Eddie grunted. “You can take it, princess, I know how strong you are— I know you can let Stevie eat that needy little pussy as long as he wants…”
You tried to arch your back deeper, but Eddie used his other hand to hold your hips and keep them pressed forward by Steve’s face. Another jerk on Steve’s hair made him put his tongue inside you again, deeper this time, licking over your g-spot as you whined. “Steve!” you shouted out.
“Do you think he can hear you under there?” Eddie wondered. “Let’s get you a little louder, just to make sure.”
Eddie sucked on your neck, the hand on your hips moving and groping your tits instead before pinching and toying with your nipples; you jerked wildly, Steve only managing to stay latched onto you when Eddie let go of his hair. Steve’s hands held your thighs tight, not enough to keep you still but at least keep you mostly in one place. “Steve!” you sobbed. “St-stevie, fuck, m’gonna come!”
Eddie’s moan was muffled on your skin.
You came with a cry— you were burning up, you didn’t even notice that the water was getting cold. You whined and sobbed and blabbered about how hard you were coming, about how good it felt, until the waves subsided and all your energy was gone.
You went limp against Eddie, and Steve reappeared with a grin as he pushed his wet hair back. “Well, I think we finally wore her out,” Eddie noticed as he looked at you— half unconscious with your head draped on his shoulder.
“Wanna take her to bed?” Steve suggested.
“Always,” Eddie grinned.
“I mean to sleep,” Steve chuckled.
“Oh— yeah, I think it’s babydoll’s bedtime, hm?” Eddie teased lightly, holding your sides.
After they helped you dry off and get in your jammies, they pulled you into the covers, and even though you were almost completely out of your mind, you instinctively latched onto Steve and cuddled up close to him; he smiled and pet your head, just as Eddie slipped in behind you and wrapped you both up tight in his arms.
“Good job today, princess,” Eddie whispered as he kissed the top of your head. “So good for us.”
“Sleep tight, okay?” Steve requested. “‘Cause we’ve got so much more to do tomorrow.”
sweet dreams - y/n has a hard time sleeping & vinnie is there to comfort her !
happy meal - a typical date night with vinnie & the reader !
home - vinnie & the reader take a trip to seattle !
seattle mornings - vinnie takes y/n with him on a walk around his hometown to visit his favorite spots !
7:03 p.m. - y/n watches the sunset with her favorite boy !
self care night - y/n treats vinnie to a night of self care after he has a rough day !
laguna beach - a beach day with vinnie & the reader while on a trip to laguna with their friends !
good morning, sun - a slow morning with vinnie & the reader !
baby fever - y/n gets baby fever after seeing vinnie play with his younger cousins !
strawberry smoothie - vinnie & the reader workout together (after some bribing) !
the city of love - a day in paris with vinnie & y/n !
buttercup - in which vinnie & reader go on a date to paint pottery !
cramps & cuddles - vinnie takes care of an emotional reader on her period !
ignore the comments - reader gets insecure after receiving a lot of hate from fans but vinnie being the good boyfriend he is, is there to comfort her ! (requested)
you big baby - vinnie begs reader to watch a horror movie and ends up being more scared ! (requested)
i got you baby - vinnie being his usual clingy and protective self at a party with an introverted reader ! (requested)
second chances - vinnie misses an important date (and lots of others) with the reader and eventually has to make it up to her ! (requested)
a night in barcelona - vinnie and reader share a romantic moment in the streets of spain until they bump into some fans ! (requested)
take care, love - a headcanon about vinnie always making sure the reader is okay, even when he’s the one feeling anxious ! (requested)
to infinity - where vinnie buys you a necklace for your one year anniversary together ! (requested)
it’s you & me - (part two to second chances) vinnie and the reader take a trip to lake como, italy and enjoy a day very much like their wedding day !
all in a days work - vinnie meets the new barista at his favorite cafe & falls in love at first sight ! (requested)
rosy cheeks - reader never fails to turn vinnie into a blushing mess ! (requested)
sorry but he’s mine - after receiving a bunch of hate, y/n let’s the internet know who vinnie truly belongs to ! (requested)
surprise! - a pregnant y/n bakes a cake and surprises vinnie with the good news of her pregnancy ! (requested)
beach cuddles - vinnie and the reader take a nap on the beach & the internet freaks out over the photos of you cuddling ! (requested)
childhood sweethearts - you and vinnie were best friends since birth, and as you got older that blossomed into something more ! (requested)
birthday getaway - vinnie and the reader go to hawai’i to celebrate both of their birthdays ! (requested)
a quiet love - y/n prefers a much more quiet love than the big, crazy type that society adores, and she finds exactly that with vinnie ! (requested)
bad haircut - y/n is upset over a bad haircut and vinnie is there to comfort her ! (requested)
forgiveness & face masks - vinnie is stressed & lashing out at reader when she wants to spend quality time with him and has to make it up to her ! (requested)
birthday kiss - y/n & vinnie have been best friends (and in love) since they were kids, and y/n flys to l.a. to surprise him on his 20th birthday ! (requested)
vin’s special day - you celebrate vinnie’s birthday just you and him ! (requested)
A/N: bitch this part is fluffy as hell, and before yall ask, theres one more part to this series (maybe two if i wanna write just pwp) but yktv
Summary: Sometimes love is hard to spot, other times it’s right in front of our faces. In Steve and Y/n’s case-they just needed a little push to see it.
Warnings: spelling and grammar errors, cursing, slight angst if you squint, tooth rotting fluff, SMUT, unprotected p in v sex (well reader has bc but yk no condoms = unprotected, bareback if you will), oral (m + f receiving/giving), mentions of rough sex, mentions of spanking, hair pulling, riding/cowgirl, slight mentions of bathtub sex, creampie, face sitting, thigh riding,
Warning: Nicknames (princess, baby, daddy) ya know, use of the word slut like once, steve being absolutely sexy
You were watching a movie with Steve at your house, you weren’t even paying attention to the movie all you could focus on was Steve and the wet patch you could feel in your underwear. “Steve, I need you” you say in between kisses left on his neck, you hear him groan and adjust his seat on the couch, “You’re so needy princess, it’s okay i’ll take care of you”. He gets up and moves between your legs, you lift your hips making it easier for him to slide your panties down. He pulls you forward, “You’re so wet baby, Daddy has this much power over you?”, He’s admiring your pussy before licking a strip all the way to your clit and sucking on your sensitive bud, Your hands go straight to his grabbing it and pulling him closer. “Steve more please”. He chuckles and the vibration has you shivering, “You’re so sweet for using your manners princess”, he says this all while rubbing your clit “Let daddy finger you sweetheart, hm?” all you could muster up was a little “please”, and that was all Steve needed before he let two of his fingers enter you, he curled his fingers hit your sweet spot, moaning his name not caring how loud you were being. He picks up the pace wanting you to cum all over his fingers, “Need you to come for me, think you can do that baby.” you nod, he goes back to sucking your clit while his fingers keep pumping in and out of you, your orgasm washes over you causing you to moan out Steve’s name. He slowly pulls his fingers out causing you to whine and the loss of feeling something inside of you, Steve stands up and picks you up off the couch and walks to the bedroom, “We’re not done just yet love” he whispers in your ear before laying you on bed. “You know what position I like princess”. You knew how much he loved seeing you with your ass in the air displayed for him and only him. His demeanor change, you looked at him and his eyes were dilated with lust, He was now behind you and was staring at the beauty in front of him, he rubs his cock up and down your slit before fully entering without giving you any time to adjust. “You’re such a needy slut, hm honey can’t go one second without thinking of my cock stuffing your pussy”. “Yes please harder Steve”. They way you sound mixed with the pleading made Him pick up the pace he wanted you to cum for him and he wanted to fill you up. “Want me to fill you up”, “Give you my cum so you can be nice and full”, “God baby I wanna get you pregnant, knowing i’m the one who got you knocked up”. A string of these sentences came out of his mouth while his hips stuttering and filling you up with his cum. “Thank you daddy” you say with your sentence being muffled by the mattress. He pulls out and the sight of his cum leaking out of you is enough to send him to heaven.
He runs a bath for the both of you and helps you in before getting in himself. “You’re face is messy baby” Steve chuckles before wiping your face off, you giggle “Well yea not my fault my boyfriend knows how to fuck me”, “Well it’s not my fault my girlfriend is always so needy for me to fuck her” he says back. You lean in for a kiss and then steve helps wash you and get into some clean clothes. Back in bed both of you cuddling before drifting off to sleep.
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