warnings: alcoholism, cheating (steve cheats on nancy), smut !MDNI!, unprotected piv
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
summary: steve and reader hook up again, at tina‘s party after steve got jealous
mrwriterxc speaks: i originally wanted to write sum with hate sex but i lowkey forgot about it while writing ..? hope you enjoy this pls be kind english is not my first language
attending house parties was never really your thing, but carol literally drags you out of the house everytime, just like today.
Tina is throwing party after party like her live depends on it, and the hawkins highschool king is the first to come.
you were never really a fan of him, what’s funny cause you’re sharing the same friends and meet up everyday.
but the enjoyment goes both ways, he can’t stand you either, at least it seems so.
after leaving his beamer late at night, make up smudged, hair tangled, and clothes lazily thrown over, you pretend to hate him, and he pretends to hate you.
it all started at a gathering at steve’s, last summer, 1982, when carol and tommy left to fuck around in guest rooms, leaving steve and you alone.
„y‘know, i never skinny dipped.“ you grinned, looking at the pool infront of you.
„me neither, 'ts not to late to do it, right?“ he said, looking over at you.
your grin widened and the next thing you remember about the warm afternoon last year, is him fucking you from behind in his pool.
and after that, it only went further. in his pool, in his bed, his couch, the kitchen counter, your bed, lovers lake, behind the benches at the football field, and lastly, his beamer.
two horny teenagers who discovered how good the other feels.
just one glance, and you know where this is going. but you never complained, y‘still haven’t.
how could you complain, it’s steve, probably every second girl dreams of this, being you, if they would only know.
but probably every third girl would’ve stopped if they know that steve got a girlfriend now, nancy wheeler.
you didn’t. and he don’t complaints.
tina‘s party is crowded, rooms smell like sweat, liquor, sex and weed. music‘s on full blast and teenagers are dancing everywhere.
„let’s go find tommy and steve!“ carol screamed over the music, you just nodded and followed her trough the crowd.
it didn’t took long to find them, steve hangs above a keg, and tommy holds his legs.
„see who graced us with their presence! the queen and her best woman.“ tommy grinned, eyeing us up and down.
you just shake your head, to hide the small smile that appears at the corner of you lips.
„when is he done, i wanna top my record!“ you shout over the music, watching steve.
As if on cue, Steve leans back, catches himself and grins broadly, his chin glistening with beer.
„go on, i don’t wanna block your path to failure.“ steve said, arms pointed towards the keg.
you rolled your eyes but prop yourself over the keg and steve holding your legs, when you started drinking.
you felt the blood flowing into your head, and your face turning red, but you didn’t wanna let steve 'win' this little game, so you drank and drank and drank.
seconds later tommy announced proudly that you topped your record, and you gave steve the sign to bring you back to the floor.
as soon as your feet hit the floor, you smiled brightly and wiped away the beer. „failure you said, huh?“ you blinked at steve, a grin forming. steve just shook it off with a laugh and put his arms around carol‘s and your‘s shoulders.
„shut up“ he murmured and the four of you went back into the house.
severe drinks later, carol and you were dancing, singing and giggling in tina‘s living room, completely wasted.
steve and tommy talked with friends at the end of the room, glancing over occasionally to check if everything’s right, when you bumped into a guy.
„ooooh sorry, i didn’t mean to..“ you slurred, slightly grinning at the boy.
„it’s fine, got no problem with a pretty girl dancing infront of me“ he grinned. you choose this as your cue to dance with him, so you do.
pressing your body against his, leaning, moving your ass a bit and tracing your hands down his arms like you’ve done this thousand times before.
it was fun till you found his eyes on you, your body, tracing every line. his brown puppy eyes were nearly dark, full of desire and jealousy.
steve stood there, leaning against the wall, red solo cup in his hand, not even bothering to hide his gaze.
you grinned at him, and started to slowly trace your hands down your body, still swinging your ass against the hooded cock of someone else.
he couldn’t stand it anymore and left the room, going who knows where.
and this was your sign to excuse yourself and finding him.
just as you made it upstairs, a strong hand grabbed you wrist and pulled you into a empty room.
„you liked my little show?“ you asked shyly, turning around to face steve who stood infront of the now closed door.
he eyed you up and down „i don’t know if i should like your slutty behaviors.“ he said low, his hands finding your waist.
you giggled „y‘liked it so much that you locked the door y’know, to do filthy things in here or what?“ you grabbed his hands and slid them under you shirt „to feel me riding you?“ you placed his hands over your hooded breasts „to lick the sweat off my nipples?“ you tilt your head, watching his face.
he leaned down a bit, his head inches away from yours „to taste me?“ you whispered
„wanna find out or what?“ he replied, pressing his lips sloppy against yours
you immediately leaned in, grabbing him by his neck and walking backwards toward the couch
he bit into your lower lip, a moan escaping your lips. „fuck“ he mumbled between kisses
your legs hit the couch and you turned both of you around, and pushed him into the couch. clothes were thrown away in seconds as you positioned yourself over his cock.
you kissed him again, kissed his cheek, jaw, neck and his collarbones, your hands finding his boxers and shoving them down a bit.
his hand grabbed your ass, the other shoving your panty to the side, finding your clit and pressing down into it.
you moaned and slowly lowered yourself on his cock, taking him in, inch by inch till you felt him deep in your lower belly.
his hands gripped your waist on both sides, watching your every move as you lifted yourself up again, till his tip was the only thing connecting you, when you slumped back down again, harder and faster.
„fuck“ steve moaned, cupping your breast now with his hand, the other still stabilizing you
you repeat the motion till your body gives out and you sign him to switch wich he’s been waiting for
he glides into you with pressure, moaning your name and „fucks“ till you see stars
„you’re so fucking tight“ he mumbles, kissing your neck and fucking you even harder
you dig your nails into his back wich brings you a moan out of him
„does she make you feel this good, steve?“ you say, holding a moan back by the sight infront of you
„fuck, no. no one does the same way as you do“ he mutters, pressing his thumb on your clit again
you moan into his neck „fuck steve“ as his rhythm speeds up to catch your high‘s.
„i‘m close“ you moan, scratching his back
he fucks into you, moaning your name when you come and he quickly follows.
„fuck“ he moans, riding out your both highs, and lowering himself above you, his head laying into the crotch of you neck, still buried deep inside you
you botch lay there for some minutes, catching your breath when steve whispered „no one ever made me feel this good“
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