I reblogged her late last year and my 2024 has been very satisfying work-wise and (secure enough to not stress out) money-wise so far. Money Snake is wise and good.
steve harrington loved summer for completely pathetic reasons.
not normal reasons, either.
not because school was out. not because the weather was nice.
not because robin stopped complaining quite as much when she got enough sunlight.
no.
steve loved summer because you wore tiny little outfits that made him forget how to function as a human being.
which was exactly the problem he was currently dealing with.
âyouâre staring again,â robin said flatly from beside the grill.
steve blinked once. âhuh?â
âyour girlfriend.â
he looked back toward the pool automatically.
mistake.
huge mistake.
you were sitting at the edge of the deep end in a red bikini, legs dangling in the water while max braided little sections of your damp hair for no reason other than boredom. sunlight glowed against your skin, making the red look even brighter somehow, and every time you laughed, steve felt it physically in his chest.
it had been two years.
two entire years together.
and somehow you still walked into a room and ruined his life instantly.
robin followed his line of sight and groaned dramatically.
âjeez.â
âwhat?â
âyou look obsessed.â
âi am obsessed.â
âyeah, but usually people hide it a little.â
steve ignored her completely.
because you had just looked up and smiled at him. that soft, automatic smile that only ever belonged to him.
his stomach flipped like an idiot.
robin looked genuinely ill now. âyou know what? i hope you both get married so i never have to witness this with anyone else.â
nancy snorted from her lounge chair. âthey already act married.â
âthank you,â steve said.
âthat wasnât support,â robin informed him.
before he could answer, dustin came tearing through the backyard gate holding three bags of chips.
âwhy does it smell burnt out here?â
âbecause robinâs cooking,â jonathan answered.
ârude,â robin called.
âit true,â nancy corrected redireccting robin back to food that was on the verge of turning black.
the younger kids spilled into the backyard behind dustin immediately â will carrying popsicles, lucas with a basketball under one arm for reasons nobody understood, mike already arguing about something, and eleven trailing behind them with sunglasses nearly sliding off her face.
complete chaos.
steve loved it.
mostly because for once, everybody was safe enough to be loud.
âyou started without us?!â dustin yelled, horrified.
âyou were late,â steve answered.
âitâs summer!â
âand? max made it here on time.â
âtime isnât real in summer!â
lucas pointed toward the pool. âshotgun first jump.â
before anyone could argue, he cannonballed directly into the deep end. water splashed everywhere.
including all over you and max.
you gasped loudly. âlucas!â
lucas surfaced laughing hysterically while steve grinned despite himself.
âthatâs what you get for sitting too close.â
you turned immediately toward him, narrowing your eyes.
âyouâre on his side?â
âalways.â
âwow.â
âit was a solid cannonball. i respect it.â
you rolled your eyes, smiling anyway.
gosh.
that smile.
robin made another disgusted noise beside the grill. âyou two flirt like youâre trying to make everyone else single on purpose.â
âyou are single on purpose,â steve pointed out.
âthatâs different dingus.â
the afternoon settled into easy noise after that.
music drifting through the speakers. water splashing endlessly. jonathan burning at least two hot dogs while pretending he wasnât.
steve spent most of the time in the pool because every time he tried sitting normally, you appeared beside him somehow.
not that he minded.
currently, you were floating lazily beside him in the shallow end while the younger kids screamed through a violent game of marco polo nearby.
your foot brushed his tummy underwater in your floating state.
âyouâre staring again,â you murmured.
steve didnât even deny it. âcan you blame me?â
âyes.â
âcounterpoint: red bikini.â
you laughed softly, shaking your head. âyouâre ridiculous.â
âyou knew that already.â
âtrue.â
he drifted a little closer unconsciously.
or maybe consciously.
honestly, he stopped pretending with you years ago.
your fingers trailed through the water beside his.
ârobinâs gonna kill you if you keep looking at me like that in front of her.â
ârobin survives exclusively on hating my happiness.â
âalso true.â
you tilted your head slightly then, studying him.
his wet hair. sunburn starting across his nose. that stupid relaxed smile he only wore around people he trusted completely.
your expression softened immediately.
steve noticed because steve noticed everything about you.
âwhat?â he asked quietly.
ânothing.â
âliar.â
you smiled a little coming up to wrap your arms around him. âi just like you.â
his chest actually ached.
it happened embarrassingly often around you.
âgood,â he said softly.
your eyes flicked down toward his mouth automatically.
it nearly killed him.
before either of you could do something embarrassing in front of everybody, robinâs voice echoed across the backyard.
âabsolutely not!â
you both looked over.
robin pointed her tongs at you two aggressively. âif i have to witness pool make-outs, iâm pushing both of you into traffic.â
nancy looked up from her magazine. âthat feels a little extreme.â
âiâm serious.â
steve rolled his eyes. ânobody was making out.â
âyet,â dustin added helpfully.
âshut up, dustin.â
âyouâre literally attached to each other.â
you snorted while steve splashed water directly at dustinâs face.
âwatch it, henderson.â
âsee?â robin said to nancy. âtheyâre disgusting.â
chicken fights started an hour later because lucas claimed he could beat steve in literally anything.
which obviously escalated immediately.
âyouâre all talk,â steve called from the pool.
âyouâre old!â
âiâm nineteen!â
âexactly!â
teams formed quickly after that.
lucas on dustinâs shoulders.
max on elevenâs.
and you climbing onto steveâs shoulders while he held onto your thighs carefully beneath the water.
âcomfortable?â he asked.
âmhm.â
his hands flexed slightly against your skin.
not intentionally.
well probably...
you leaned down a little, smiling. âyou okay there, harrington?â
âno, actually.â
you laughed immediately. âdramatic.â
âbaby, your legs are literally around me right now. iâm fighting for my life.â
immediately as the game started and all dignity disappeared instantly. water exploded everywhere.
dustin fought dirty.
max nearly drowned lucas.
eleven cheated somehow, though nobody could prove it.
and through all of it, steve couldnât stop laughing because every time you nearly lost balance, you grabbed onto him tighter.
your hands in his hair. your laugh directly above him. your thighs squeezing around his shoulders while you yelled at dustin for trying to dunk you.
it was maybe the happiest heâd ever been.
which sounded insane over a chicken fight.
eventually everyone collapsed into the water in a giant disaster of limbs and screaming.
you surfaced laughing breathlessly while steve reached for you immediately out of instinct.
his hand settled against your waist automatically.
âyou good?â he asked.
âbarely.â
âhm, good enough.â
you grinned at him, water dripping down your face.
and steve had the terrifying realization that if you asked him to right then, he probably wouldâve married you on the spot.
robin watched the entire interaction with visible exhaustion. âi need both of you psychologically evaluated.â
by sunset, the backyard had gone soft and golden.
the younger kids were exhausted now, spread across towels and lounge chairs eating popsicles while jonathan worked the grill and nancy argued with robin over music.
string lights glowed around the patio.
the pool shimmered blue beneath them.
and steve sat beside you at the edge of the water with your legs tangled together.
your head rested against his shoulder while his fingers traced absent patterns against your knee.
for a while, neither of you spoke.
just listened to everybody else laughing nearby.
then quietly, you said, âtoday was nice.â
steve hummed softly. âyeah.â
âfeels normal.â
that made something in him pause slightly.
because normal used to sound boring.
before everything.
before monsters and nightmares and hospitals and fear.
now normal felt precious.
he turned his head slightly, pressing a kiss into your damp hair.
âi like normal,â he admitted quietly.
you tilted your face up toward him.
soft evening light caught your features. your eyes warm and sleepy from sun and chlorine.
there genuinely wasnât a universe where steve harrington survived you long term.
âwhat?â you whispered.
he smiled a little.
ânothing.â
âliar.â
âiâm serious. justâŠâ his thumb brushed slowly against your knee. âthinking.â
âdangerous hobby.â
âyeah.â
you laughed softly.
steve looked at you for a second longer before saying quietly, âyou know my favorite part of summer?â
you raised an eyebrow. âthe pool?â
âyou.â
your face changed instantly.
small smile and softer eyes.
that look heâd spend the rest of his life chasing.
âthat was smooth, you flirt,â you murmured.
âthank you.â
âstill cheesy though.â
âiâm consistently cheesy. itâs part of my charm.â
âdebatable.â
he gasped dramatically. âwow.â
you were still smiling when he kissed you.
slow.
lazy.
warm from summer heat.
the kind of kiss that felt like home now.
comfortable enough that neither of you noticed everyone else going quiet until dustin yelledâ
âOH, COME ON!â
you broke apart laughing immediately while robin looked seconds away from throwing herself into traffic. (her words)
An Icy Fiery Passion - On Infinitive Hiatus
- Fem!Reader x Cisco Ramon
- Fem!Reader x Gypsy
- Meta Human!Reader x Cisco Ramon
- Meta Human! Reader x Gypsy
- Slow burn
- Takes place around season 3
- P in V sex
- Poly Relationship
Summary:
"Reader had a normal night the night of the Accelerator explosion but two years later, she finds out her normal night wasn't so normal. She finds out is a Meta Human, her journey starts at S.T.A.R. Labs⊠where she'll end up No one knows!"
One Shots:
Beauty is Only Skin Deep
- Fem!Reader x Cisco Ramon
- Meta Human!Reader x Cisco Ramon
- Poly Relationship
- Cisco portrayed as straight for *therapeutic* purposes.
Summary:
"Reader and Cisco have been in a poly relationship for a while, and a guy that Cisco was friends with in College comes back into Cisco's life and isn't exactly a jerk, but isn't exactly kind either about readers weight."
Divider by: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more
Reblog Divider by @cafekitsune
summary: Your roommate Logan lets you practise giving a blowjob on him for your date with another guy.
warnings: smut, 18+, oral sex (f&m receiving, readerâs first time), Logan is a liittle mean but just a little and he gets softer towards the end, spitting, jerking off, Logan keeps his socks on I think itâs hot okay đđ, Logan calls reader bub, baby, good girl, pretty girl; Wade is mentioned but Iâm imagining a younger Logan than in DP&W
word count: 3.2k (this was supposed to be a drabble lol idk what happened)
âWhoâs the lucky guy?â Logan asks from the sofa as you walk past him in your pretty date outfit. Youâve got some time left before your date but you decided to get ready early in a bout of nervousness.
âThis guy Iâve been seeing,â you tell him, trying to seem nonchalant. You havenât yet mentioned to Logan that youâve been on a few dates. He spends a lot of time in his room, away from you and Wade, and he just never happened to be there to hear about your dates.
Logan mutes the tv. âWhat guy?â
âMet him online.â
âAnd heâs so good to you that you get this pretty for him?â
You smile at his indirect compliment and sit down next to him.
âYeah, heâs nice. I⊠I think we might go a step further today,â you feel your cheeks heating up, âIâm kind of nervous.â
You see his jaw clench slightly, âIf heâs a good guy he shouldnât make you nervous.â
âIâm not nervous because of him, itâs just that it would be my first time. And I donât want to be bad.â
He chuckles and leans back, âYou wonât be bad. Just make him go on top.â
Logan isnât taking your hint, so you take a deep breath to gather your courage. âWhat if he wants me to go down on him and I donât know how to do it? Will youâŠâ your voice falters as his eyes meet yours.
âWill you help me?â you stutter and Logan immediately begins to smirk. Embarrassment spreads through your body.
âHelp you how?â He asks, smug.
Itâs too late to go back now. âWell, I donât know. Like, explain how it works or.. you could show me?â you shrug.
âYou probably know better than me how to find porn online.â
âNo, I mean show me on you.â Thatâs all the courage you can muster for the day and you wonder if you will even have the strength to look back into Loganâs eyes. He solves that problem for you, putting a finger under your chin and pushing it up so youâre looking at him.
âYou wanna suck my cock?â He sounds annoyed and you immediately want to die.
âIt wouldnât have to mean anything,â you look at his cheeks, his nose, anywhere but his eyes, âI just wanna know if Iâm doing it right. Itâs okay if you canât cum, I just want to practise.â
Logan scans your face for a sign of discomfort â other than your embarrassment â but he doesnât find any. His features soften, âYou really wanna go down on me, bub?â
You nod quickly, âFor practice.â
âMhm, for practice.â Heâs mocking you, but all you can do is ignore it.
A thrill shoots through your body at his next words: âCâmere then.â He spreads his legs, clothed in jeans that strain around the thickness of his delicious thighs. You can see the outline of his abs through his tank top. You canât believe this is happening â youâve had a crush on him since you saw him for the first time.
Logan beckons you between his legs and you move to sit on the carpet, its fluffiness stopping your bare knees from hurting. Your short skirt rides up your ass and you pull it down self-consciously despite what youâre about to do.
âYou sure about this, bub?â Logan asks again from above you. You gulp when you look up at him. How does he look even better from below?
âYeah,â you assure him, your panties already growing wet. You sit down and try to patiently wait for instruction but you end up squirming. When you look back up at Logan heâs got one of his eyebrows raised.
âYou donât know how to open a belt either?â
âWell, yeah but donât we have toââ your mouth starts to water when the rough clink of his belt interrupts you. Heâs all but ripping open his belt; he unbuttons his jeans and takes out his hard cock. You almost get goosebumps.
âOh,â you say.
âIf a guy likes you, he doesnât need any time to get ready. Foreplay is just to get the woman nice and wet,â Logan tells you, although youâre barely listening. All you know is that you wouldnât need the foreplay either, youâre uncomfortably wet, trying to get friction against your legs that are folded underneath you.
Logan watches you stare at his erection, âTake your top off. I like seeing your pretty face but thatâll make it an even nicer view.â
âBut Iâm not wearing anything underneath,â you thumb at the thin straps of your top.
He smirks, âeven better.â He reaches down to pull the top up by your waist but then hesitates.
You nod but Logan rolls his eyes. âUse your words.â
âYou can take it off,â you say but you nevertheless put your arms in front of your tits when he pulls your top over your head.Â
Logan chuckles, âBaby, Iâve been dying to see your tits since I first met you. You really think you gotta hide?â The nickname makes you melt and your arms immediately drop to your sides.Â
You sit up straighter as Logan lets out a low moan, âGod, look at you. So fucking perfect.â He reaches out to grope your tits almost clumsily. His cock bobs in front of you as he leans down to touch you and you feel yourself getting addicted to him already. You just want to start.
With a last rough squeeze of your tit, Logan leans back. âWet your lips,â he instructs. You lick your lips.
âWetter,â he says, and your eyebrows crease in confusion as you lick your lips again.
Logan huffs, spits into his hand, and smears his spit over your mouth, âThere. Donât you look fucking pretty like this.â You just about purr against his hand and then push against it with your cheek.
You place your hands on either of his knees and lean in to kiss the tip of his cock, all swollen and ready. You immediately feel the urge to go further but your shyness takes over, so you keep pressing wet kisses to his length.
âGod,â Logan groans, leaning his head back in pleasure as you keep kissing, and you start to use some more spit.
âLook at you, donât even need me to tell you what to do,â he pulls his arms behind his head smugly, like an asshole, and you smile, getting shy again. You kiss along the underside of his cock some more, getting more desperate with every second.
âWhat now?â You ask.Â
Logan softly smiles at you for a second, pulling his jeans and boxers further down his thighs. You pull them off completely as he pulls off his top. Heâs naked in front of you now, except for his socks, and you take a second to appreciate all the broadness and his muscles. The hair from his chest all the way over his abs and down to his cock is begging for you to kiss every inch of it but you force yourself to focus.
Logan takes his cock in his hand to lift it out of the way, and slowly starts to jerk off. His eyes go to you and then to his balls, and you get what he wants you to do. Still, he gives you one word: âLick.â
You move forward, inhaling all his manly smell, instinctively going to press another wet kiss to his cock. You let spit pool in your mouth and begin to lick all over his balls, feeling the heaviness of them on your tongue.
âTake as much as you can, baby,â he rasps, continuing to jerk off. You almost slap his hand away â you want to be the one making him feel good â but you stop yourself.
You do as he tells you, opening your mouth to cover as much of him as you can, the warmth of his balls against your tongue making you drool.
âYeah, baby, juuust like that. Thatâs a good girl,â he breathes heavily.
Your pussy clenches around nothing at his words, and you have to take a deep breath to focus on anything but the wet ache between your thighs.
His balls move against your tongue from his jerking off, and you gently suck on the skin, moving around a few inches every few seconds. But the movement from his hand on his cock is becoming distracting and, without thinking, you instinctively push his hand away.Â
He stills and then smiles, lifting his hand away. He lightly leans his elbows on the back of the sofa to the sides of him.Â
âYou can start sucking my cock now if youâre ready, baby. Been doing such a good job.â
âI donât know if I can take all of it,â you pout. Even just imagining his dick down your throat feels too much, though not in a bad way. Heâs just so fucking big.Â
âJust take as much as you can. I bet you can take more of me than you think.â
His words motivate you. You go up slightly on your knees, carefully wrapping your hand around his cock. You spit on it, letting it slowly slide down the sides as you begin to spread it with your hand.Â
Logan huffs out a laugh from above you, âSo adorable. You donât need to be so careful. Here, do it like this.â He wraps his much bigger hand around yours and he starts to jerk off with your hand, showing you how rough you can be as he starts to fuck your fist.Â
You clear your throat, âCan I use my mouth now?â
He bites his lip, âReady when you are, baby. Just breathe through your nose and relax.â Oh, youâre relaxed. Being between Loganâs meaty thighs is the best youâve felt in your life.Â
You press another kiss to the tip of his cock and part your lips to take him in your mouth. The first second you feel the heaviness of his cock on your tongue is like heaven. Logan lets out a low moan and you look up to find his eyes already on your face. He looks like a god from below, his muscles starting to glisten with a thin layer of sweat.
Opening your mouth wider, you take more of him. You start to jerk him off where your mouth canât reach but you do your best to go as deep as you can, moving up and down with your wet mouth.
The feeling of Loganâs cock in your mouth is addicting, and the quiet sounds he is making even more so.Â
âDoinâ so good for me, baby,â he whispers, voice weak. You look up into his eyes as you suck his dick, spit starting to run down your hand, and a smirk spreads on Loganâs face.
âSuch a pretty girl,â he leans his head back.
Your jaw is starting to strain because heâs so big but you never want to stop doing this. You swallow down the taste of his precum and canât wait to actually make him come. Heâs starting to pulse in your mouth, abs contracting with every time your tongue moves.
Youâre wondering how much longâ
âYâgonna make me come, baby. Gonna come so hard,â Logan moans, and you figure heâs warning you but you want nothing more than his cum in your mouth.
You put in all the effort you can, sucking Loganâs cock further down your throat, cheeks hollowing. You start to feel him at the back of your throat, spit spilling from your lips.
Logan groans, and then heâs filling up your mouth, pumping his cum down your throat as you eagerly swallow. You look up at him through your lashes, taking in his face, his eyes shut and mouth hanging open in pleasure as a long, almost pathetic, groan comes out.
Heâs coming longer than youâd expect, coming in your mouth in sticky ropes, a hand guiding the back of your head. You still pout when heâs finally drained and he slowly pulls his hips back.
Logan sighs a last breath of pleasure and holds his hand in front of your mouth. âWhat?â you ask.
âSpit.â
âUh, I swallowed,â you say.
âReally?â
You stick out your tongue for Logan to see your empty mouth.
He smirks. âGod,â he huffs, âso fucking perfect. Câmere.â He pulls you up to the sofa and sits you on his lap, your bare chest against his. Logan pushes his mouth against yours, kissing you like heâs filled with a new desire, as if you didnât just make him come.
You donât get to kiss him for very long though, because he pulls you to lie down on the sofa, turning so your legs are spread around him.
ââm gonna show you what itâs supposed to feel like for someone to eat your pussy. Just so you know your date is doinâ it right, âkay?â
What date? You almost ask. You remember for a second but then, looking at him, all of your thoughts are replaced with Logan again. âYes,â you nod hornily, âPlease.â
âThere you go, got you even saying please now. You want it that bad, huh?â
All you can do is nod as he pulls down your skirt and panties. He almost goes cross-eyed when he sees your pussy for the first time.
âGod, baby, you coulda said something. Such an eager little thing. You got that wet from having my cock in your mouth, hm? Gonna make you come so good, yeah?â
You nod again and he bends down to press another sloppy kiss to your lips, kissing down your neck and stopping at your chest, âCanât get enough of these,â he plays with your tits, desperately grabbing at them like a man seeing a woman naked for the first time.
He smiles up at you when he realises how much time heâs spent at your chest, pressing a last kiss to your sternum before placing one of his big hands on your tit and kissing further down. You assume heâs going to stop before he gets to your pussy, just to tease you, but he kisses all the way down from your belly button to your clit, starting to make out with your pussy.
âLogan,â you moan, your hand flying to his hand on one of your boobs.
âFeel good?â He asks, and you almost faint when you look at his head pushed between your thighs. He looks exactly right, as if this is where he was meant to be the entire time.
âMhmm.â
He chuckles against your pussy, tongue darting out to play with your clit. The ache between your legs starts to get worse with him there, and you feel your pussy clenching around nothing.
Logan smirks and pushes your thighs further apart with a rough hand. He starts to gently rub your clit, and youâve finally got the friction youâve been needing this entire time. Youâre already close.Â
You let out an involuntary moan as he pushes his thick middle finger inside you, and you grip his hand on your tit harder, and he squeezes you there, lovingly.Â
âI got you, baby,â he says into your pussy before starting to fuck you with his finger, pushing another one in as he begins to rub a sweet little spot inside that you can never reach yourself.Â
He leans in to start licking your clit again, circling it with his tongue and, ever so slightly, beginning to suck.Â
Youâre so close, the waves of pleasure almost, just almost, flooding over you. You squirm, your knees pushing together, held open by his broad shoulders.Â
Logan sucks harder, fingers fucking into you with your clit pulsing against his tongue.Â
It only takes a few more seconds of Loganâs mouth on your pussy for you to come. Pleasure explodes within you and floods your entire body as you arch your back, pushing further into him and his wet mouth and thick fingers.
Logan doesnât stop until youâre satisfied and your legs go numb around him.
He grins at you, biting his lip to stop his smile from spreading too far, and he presses a kiss to the middle of your belly, squeezing your tit gently before letting go. You feel cold without him there.
With your legs still around him, you instinctively pull him in and he lies down next to you on the sofa, gently caging you against the back of it to give you the more comfortable side as he balances on the edge.
âYou wanna know how good you taste?â Logan asks, not waiting for an answer before he kisses you. You slide your hand behind his neck to pull him in, tasting yourself on his tongue.
He stops kissing you. âSo.. you still going on your date?â
You feel your cheeks getting hot, âWhat if I told youuuâŠâ you twirl a strand of Loganâs hair thatâs hanging over his forehead, âthat there never was a date. Or a guy.â
Logan breaks out in a smile, âYou were too shy to ask me to fuck you so you made up an entire person?â
You hear the key turning in the lock in that moment, and even though youâll be covered by the back of the sofa Logan shields you with his hands as best as he can, reaching for your clothes.
Wade comes in and you immediately sit up, holding Loganâs hand and forearm to your tits to cover them.
âGuess what happened?â you squeal at Wade.
Wadeâs eyes go over to you and then to Logan, and he drops his bags of grocery shopping to jump up and down, âWas it my plan? I told you my plan would work!â
You grin, âIt was your plan.â
Logan looks between you and Wade, rolling his eyes but heâs unable to hide a smile.
âIt was a good plan, right? I told her she could just ask you out but she was too shy so I told her to make up a guy sheâs dating,â Wade explains.
âAlright,â Logan laughs quietly, âNow fuck off so I can fuck my girl again.â
Wadeâs eyes go wide and he says what youâre thinking, âMy girl? Iâd faint if he called me that. You owe me,â he points at you.
You blow a kiss at Wade and he pretends to catch it, pressing it to his lap. You roll your eyes and smile, waving at him, âYou heard him, weâve got stuff to do.â
The almost animalistic smirk Logan gives you when Wade is gone should scare you, but it only makes you want him more. He picks you up in his arms, carrying you to his room. You canât wait for whatâs to come.
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