sloppy seconds
guys, please bare with me, I haven't wrote fan fiction in ages and college has been killing me and I have a HUGE crush on Steve, its so bad.
guys I genuinely haven't written in a long time but I need to post what I have written because im spiraling and its my first stranger things fanfic
mdi pls; 18+
Steve x Reader mentions of Billy x reader
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y/n perched herself on a table of the family Scoops Ahoy!, meticulously finishing off her manicure. A small bubble escaped from the bubble gum between her lips, followed by a giggle as she chatted with Robin.
"Dude, I know!" she cheered, her excitement palpable.Â
Steve, organizing ice cream in the cooler, rolled his eyes in discontent. "No offense, but can you stop talking about your date with Billy and go put away these scoops?" he snapped at y/n.
y/n, unfazed, rolled her eyes back at him and slid off the table. "Do you see us telling you to do your job when those little kids come in here?" She gave Steve a playful peck on the cheek, more teasing than affectionate, before heading to the back to put the scoops in the sink, then came back to the front and sat at a table, it was after closing now.
Steve rubbed his cheek where she kissed him, a mixture of irritation and amusement crossing his features as he muttered, "Shut up, y/n."
"You're just jealous because you want me," y/n shot back, her tone teasing.
Robin observed the exchange, knowing the tension between them but surprised by the intensity of their argument.
"You wish," Steve retorted, his tone sharp. "I don't want Billy's sloppy seconds," he added, the words dripping with sarcasm.
y/n rolled her eyes, clearly accustomed to their banter. Robin couldn't help but chuckle at their antics.
"Guys, come on now, maybe don't act like that," Robin interjected, trying to diffuse the situation. "You two have a lot in common, you know."
âYeah, like having sex," Steve quipped before breaking into laughter. "Actually, aren't you still a virgin?" he added, his tone teasing but tinged with a hint of mockery.
y/n cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but she refused to let Steve see her flustered. She shot him a playful glare, crossing her arms defiantly.
"Wow, real mature, Harrington," she retorted, her voice laced with sarcasm. "At least I have standards."
Robin couldn't help but shake her head at their exchange, wondering how they managed to be both friends and foes at the same time.
"Alright, alright, let's dial it back, you two," Robin said, attempting to diffuse the situation with a light-hearted tone. "We've got cleaning to do, and I don't think I want to witness a full-blown war between the dynamic duo of Hawkins High."
y/n and Steve exchanged a glance, both realizing they might have gone a bit too far. She shrugged, offering a sheepish smile. "Sorry, Steve. Got a bit carried away there."
Steve sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, my bad too. Let's just get back to work."
"Hey, Steve, remember that time you tried to impress Nancy with your movie recommendations and ended up suggesting 'Child's Play' for a romantic movie night?" Robin teased, unable to contain her laughter.
Steve groaned, rolling his eyes in mock exasperation. "Oh, don't remind me. That was a rookie mistake."
Robin chuckled, shaking her head at the memory. "To be fair, 'Child's Play' does have its own kind of charm... just maybe not for a date night."
âUgh. I never understood what you saw in Nancy.â y/n spoke out, she never was fond of Nancy, especially with the relationship Nancy had with Steve.
"I never understood what you saw in Billy, but here you are still dating him," he retorted, his tone tinged with a hint of annoyance.
"Maybe it's because I never found someone worthwhile, and at least Billy knows how to kiss me," she shot back, sticking her tongue out playfully.
Steve couldn't help but chuckle at y/n response, a flicker of amusement crossing his features. Without a word, he strode over to her and playfully shoved a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth, eliciting a surprised but delighted grin from y/n as she savored the sweet treat.
"I don't think that kissing you could be that hard," Steve teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes. The quiet tension between them lingered, sparking a playful back-and-forth that only they seemed to understand.
y/n rolled her eyes at Steve's remark but couldn't suppress a smirk. "You wish, Harrington," she shot back, her tone laced with playful defiance as she swiped at the spoon, nearly causing a dollop of ice cream to fall onto the floor.
Steve chuckled, enjoying the banter as he leaned against the counter. "Oh, come on, y/n. We both know I've got skills," he retorted, winking at her with exaggerated confidence.
y/n laughed, shaking her head. "Dream on, Steve. Dream on," she teased, before taking another spoonful of ice cream.
As they continued to jest and joke with each other, Robin watched from a distance, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
y/n let out an exasperated sigh as Steve's retort rang through the air. "Again, I don't want Billyâs sloppy seconds anyway," he reassured, his hands coming to her face and cupping it gently, planting a small kiss on her nose before turning away. She groaned, letting her head fall onto the table in frustration.
"Billy doesnât like you either, Harrington," she shot back, her voice tinged with irritation. Steve flashed her a smirk before turning his attention to Robin, who had been urging him to move on from Nancy to literally anyone else, though never suggesting y/n.
"Good," Steve replied, closing the cooler as their shift came to an end. He walked over to where Robin was sitting with Heaty/nher at the table. "Let's go," he said, ready to leave.
But Robin had other plans. "Actually, I have a date tonight with Vicki!" she announced, rising from her seat and heading toward the back exit of Scoops Ahoy, leaving Steve and y/n behind.
She sat up and looked at Steve, noticing the annoyance on his face. She grinned mischievously, finally excited to go home. "Help me down," she ordered, playfully raising an eyebrow.
Steve rolled his eyes at her request. "No, you can get down by yourself. You got up there yourself, you can get down," he insisted, crossing his arms.
"Please, Stevie," she pleaded, her tone softening as she pouted at him, knowing just how to push his buttons.
He sighed, reluctantly giving in to her request. "Fine," he muttered, stepping closer to her and lifting her down from the table. She wrapped her arms around his neck to steady herself, their faces mere inches apart.
"What happened to 'in your dreams'?" Steve quipped, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I just had to see if there was anything I was missing from King Steve," y/n replied with a playful grin, earning a shake of his head.
"Baby, you canât learn anything from that peck," Steve teased, pressing his lips gently against her nose once more.
"Teach me, then," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, her lips brushing against his as she leaned in closer.
"You're dating Billy," Steve reminded her softly, though his resolve was weakening by the second.
"Are you going to kiss me or what, Stevie?" she teased, her eyes dancing with mischief as she awaited his response.
"I mean, who am I to say no to someone asking so politely?" Steve quipped, unable to resist her playful charm. With that, he leaned in, pressing his lips against hers. The sensation sent a jolt through y/n, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer.
Their kiss deepened, tongues intertwining as Steve's hand slid beneath the hem of her shirt, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She found herself lost in the moment, the taste of strawberry lip gloss mingling with the lingering flavor of Cherry Chocolate ice cream.
As Steve continued to kiss her, y/n felt her heartbeat quicken, the intensity of their connection surpassing any she had experienced with Billy. When he finally broke away, a thin strand of saliva lingered between their lips, a testament to their shared desire.
"I need more," y/n murmured, her voice filled with longing as she gazed up at Steve, hoping he would fulfill her desires. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips to hers once more, the passion between them igniting anew.
y/n pulled him closer, her hands roaming over his back as she surrendered to the intoxicating sensation. Steve knew he needed to stop soon, lest they lose themselves entirely in the heat of the moment. With a gentle touch, he caressed her jaw, his thumb tracing the curve of her cheek as he reluctantly pulled away.
"We should go home soon," Steve whispered against her lips, his breath warm against her skin. She was clearly about to disagree when he spoke again, his tone low and suggestive. "We'll go to my house, parents are on another business trip," he suggested, his gaze flickering to the obvious bulge in his pants.
She nodded in agreement, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she made Steve help her stand up once again. As they stood, her uniform slightly wrinkled from their makeout session, she leaned in and placed a teasing kiss along the fabric of his uniform.
With a hand in hers, y/n led Steve out of the store, watching as he locked the door behind them. "Stevie, hurry up," she whined, playfully stomping her feet to urge him along.
"Dude, you want me so bad," Steve laughed, turning to look at her after securing the door.
Rolling her eyes, y/n took his hand as they walked out of the mall together. "Shut up, dork," she retorted, a playful smile tugging at her lips as they made their way towards his car.
"Oh please, dorks have nothing on me," Steve teased, his laughter echoing through the empty parking lot. "I bet your boyfriend can't kiss you as good as I do.
She grinned at Steve's playful jab, her eyes sparkling with amusement as they approached his car. "You're awfully confident for someone who's not my boyfriend," she teased, giving his hand a playful squeeze.
Steve chuckled, unlocking the car doors and holding the passenger side open for her. "Well, maybe I'm just trying to prove a point," he replied with a smirk, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
She rolled her eyes, but couldn't suppress the laughter bubbling up inside her. "And what point would that be, Harrington?" she quipped, slipping into the passenger seat and flashing him a playful grin.
Steve followed suit, sliding into the driver's seat and starting the engine. "That I'm the best kisser in Hawkins," he declared confidently, a smirk playing on his lips as he glanced over at y/n.
She laughed, shaking her head in mock disbelief. "You really are full of yourself, you know that?" she teased, reaching over to playfully tousle his hair.
Steve grinned, enjoying their playful banter as he pulled out of the parking lot. "Hey, confidence is key, baby. Besides, you know you love it," he replied with a wink, earning another eye roll from her.
She laughed as Steve unlocked and opened the car door for her, appreciating the chivalrous gesture. She smiled and crawled into the car, then leaned over to open the driver's side for him. Steve got into the car and quickly kissed her again, unable to resist the pull of her lips. He knew it was wrong, but at that moment, he could overlook everything, he could overlook the pain of getting punched in the face by Billy, he could overlook the fact that every time he looked at her, he was reminded of the fact that he was actively making out with Billyâs girlfriend.Â
Shit, he had to stop thinking about Billy so much, it was killing his vibe. Still, he couldnât stop himself from the moves he was making on her, it was almost like it was meant to be, which was cringe on all accounts he could admit, but the way that her lips fit against his couldnât be a coincidence. Not when this was the first thing he had done in a while without feeling regret, her hands were holding onto his thigh, he didnât know what compelled her to kiss him, he wasnât going to complain though, not as he drove up the roads of Hawkins towards his house, and he especially wasnât going to complain when he turned and found her staring at him, a small smile on her face, see she was in her own thoughts and he knew that. Her eyes were glued to his face, she admired his side profile, the moles on his neck, the way his hair was combed over, god he was so handsome, she knew it was harsh to cheat on Billy with Steve, to cheat no matter what, but especially with Steve.
She didnât know why, why she would put herself in this situation with the one person who physically would get pummelling. âStevie.â she mumbled, he didnât speak, just hummed in response, âyouâre so handsome.â she whispered, her fingers gently massaging his thigh, he laughed and watched the road, it was only a ten minute drive or so. They slowly pulled up to a red light, there werenât many other car on the road
âYouâre not too bad yourself.â It came quicker, quicker than he meant, he meant it, he found her beautiful, the way her eyes glossed over when the red light lit up her face, he leaned towards her and pressed a kiss to her forehead, âyâ so damn pretty.â Her heart was racing with a mix of desire and lust. He forced his eyes back onto the road, his eyes tearing from her, then slowly accelerated as the light turned green.
She had wanted to be Steveâs girl since he was a sophomore and she was a freshman, though at that time he had wanted to be with Nancy, then in junior year he was with Nancy and finally when she was a junior, they broke up, but Billy moved into town. Billy wanted her in the way an addict wants a needle, not because he really wanted but because he was addicted to her. They ended up dating, so then she was Billyâs girl. Hopper hated Billy more than Steve, Hopper was her father.
"Stevie," she mumbled under her breath, her thoughts swirling as they neared their destination. Steve remained silent, sensing her distraction as he focused on driving.
As they arrived at his house, Steve was quick to get out of the car. He hurried to her side and opened the door for her, a small gesture of chivalry that didn't go unnoticed. Offering her his hand, Steve helped her out of the car, his touch gentle.
She took his hand, allowing him to guide her as she stepped onto the pavement. Before she could fully register what was happening, Steve leaned in and placed a small kiss on her lips, she kissed back, his hands cupping the back of her neck, her moans filled the air, âshit baby girl.â he coo-ed as his lips started to move down on her neck, a loud moan moan ripped out of her throat, his knee separating her legs as she felt the cold metal of his car hit her back, the knee grazed against her. He loved virgins, he did.Â
âStevie.â she moved her hips against his knee, ripping another moan out of her throat, she couldnât take it, the way her uniform felt tight, âcan we go inside, need yâ now please,â he nodded his head, the bulge in his shorts making him more uncomfortable than he thought possible. He walked to his door, holding her hand with his free hand, his other holding his keys, he opened the door and entered, when they both walked in she took off her vest and then peeled off her shorts, a small blush covered her face as he stared at her.
âHoly shit youâre so perfect.â he whispered, her body calling out in a hundred ways. He took a step closer and he shut the door behind him. The way she removed her shirt and undid her bra, he couldnât help it. He took her into his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist, he held her and walked upstairs to his room before he laid her down. Her hair pooled around her, she smiled at him, as his hands moved quickly to pull down her shorts, she was eager as his fingers grazed over the wet patch forming in her underwear. âStevie!â she moaned, his hands moved to the sides of her panties and pulled them off, his eyes staring at the glistening on her folds.Â
"Are you sure you want this?" Steve's voice was tinged with uncertainty as he gazed down at her, his hands trembling slightly with anticipation. Despite the intensity of their desire, he couldn't ignore the nagging doubts that lingered in the back of his mind. He wanted to be sure that she was truly ready, that they both were.
But as he looked into her eyes, he saw nothing but a look of desire, clouded with need, it was almost pathetic. He wouldnât have blamed her if she decided not to, but when she spread her legs further, it was all the encouragement he needed.Â
He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers in a tender caress. "If you're sure, then so am I," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a mixture of desire and affection.Â
âStevie,â she whined when his lips connected with her collarbone, moving down as he sucked the skin on her body. In his trail he left red marks down her body, her head moved back, her breasts sticking out, his fingers couldnât help pinching her nipples, she was squirming, her hole dripping in her wetness, he kissed down to her navel, goosebumps covered her skin.
âYeah, baby?â He asked, she pushed her womanhood towards his face making him chuckle slightly. Her hand moved into his hair and shoved his face into her clit, his lips attached themselves to her clit, a loud moan escaped her throat, the feeling foreign. Billy had been obsessed with the idea of preserving the idea of her innocence until their month anniversary, âshit!â she screamed as one of his fingers pushed into her pussy, he stopped for a moment, itâd been a while since he had sex, let alone with a virgin. He slowly started to move, her hips grinding against his fingers and his face, his tongue went up and down her clit, her moaning became louder, and he felt the wetness of her expanding her hole. A second finger pushed into her hole, a pressure was starting to build in her stomach, then he started sucking on her clit, a loud moan ripped from her chest.Â
The bulge in his shorts felt tight, god, her pretty pink pussy was right there in her face, his lips buried themselves between her lips once again. Her hands buried into his hair again, her hips pressed into her face. âI need you Stevie.â she barely moaned out, struggling to get her voice out. Her hole was squeezing her fingers, and it only got tighter as she came on his fingers.Â
âYou taste good, baby.â he said, pulling his fingers out of her hole and shoving them into his mouth, he licked all the cum off of his fingers. A blush covered her face as she heard the pop of his finger coming out of his mouth. âLet me kiss you.â he spoke, a small blush covering her face when he moved closer, his hips grinding into her naked cunt, her head threw back, his lips staying connected to hers.Â
The taste of her cunt filling her own mouth, her feet moved into the band of his shorts as she tried to remove his shorts. âSlow down,â he murmured against her lips, his hands massaging her breasts.
âPlease, Stevie, I need it.â She whispered into the kiss, he held back a laugh, he hadnât known how desperate she was, how needy she was, her pussy swollen from desire. He slowly began to work off his shorts, his cock was throbbing whenever she spoke. His boxers came off next, his cock was throbbing and she saw the precum leaking from his tip, it was filthy and his dick was thick. âNo way.â she sat up when she saw the size, the girth. Â
âDo yâ wanna stop?â he asked, she shook her head no quickly, her thighs opened for him again, he lined his cock up with her entrance, he wasted no time pushing his tip into her, there was an initial struggle to get himself in, though after a few seconds he pushes himself deeper into her, she was screaming quietly into her hand which was covering her mouth, he watched the way that he bottomed into her, slowly, stretched, it was wet, he watched as a trail of blood went down his cock. His hands went to her hips, holding them up as he slowly thrusted into her, he watched as the pained moans quickly turned into pleasure, the way her eyes rolled back into her skull, the way her nails dug into his clothed back, shit. He was too hot, he pushed himself fully into her, it was getting to his head. He peeled his shirt off, exposing his chest, her hands ran up his chest as her finger dug into the skin, he grabbed her leg and put it over his shoulder, he started pounding her harder. Louder moaning filled the room, the sound of his balls slapping against her.
âPlease! Please daddy please,â she was moaning, it is all he could think about. His other hand started to rub her clit, she tightened more on his cock, her eyes closed as she flinched to adjust his cock. He had no clue where she got this whole âdaddyâ thing, but she closed her eyes, she couldnât speak more, the only noises that came out of her were moans in desire and begging him to give her more.
He wouldnât do more, not for her first time, he wanted to focus on her rather than everything that crossed his mind. Shit, she was starting to squirm more, his other hand went to cup her throat, not applying pleasure but it was helping him. The feeling of his hand on her neck made her cum instantly. A loud broken moan escaped her, he pressed his lips to hers, sweat dripping out of his hair and landing on her chest, his hand moved from her throat to her clit, he rubbed her clit harder which caused her to tighten. âDo yâ think I can get one more outta you?â he asked, a small no escaped her throat. His eyes narrowed slightly as he pulled all the way out, then he slowly pushed back in, she felt the way his cock grazed against her walls. Her legs were shaking, his nails dug into her hips, after a few more thrusts he pulled out and came on her stomach. She was panting and gasping, he laid to the side of her. He was panting quietly, but she looked at him, she wrapped her arms around him.
âYouâre pussy is so good, never been sucked in so well.â his hands came to her thighs and he caress. âYou took me sâ well.â he mumbled as he fell asleep quickly in her arms, she smiled and played with his hair and fell asleep with his head in her chest.Â
