teach me, and iโll teach you.
summary: sure, you could study chemistryโฆ but how? when steve harrington was the one tutoring you?
pairing: nerd!steve harrington x black!fem reader
includes: oral stimulation (m&f receiving), unprotected sex, passionate sex, virginity loss, dom!reader, sub!steve, soft!steve, breeding kink
authorโs note: where did i go? myb. but soft boy steve? NERD STEVE? i think tf so! ik this gif is from free guy but honestly itโs just a reference this is STEVE HARRINGTON weโre reading โbout. ogey ogey stay super freaky have great vagina i luv yโall โฆ
โalright, now see if you can work that one out for me.โ
this was easily his fault. the leaning in, making you catch the almost transparent hairs that littered his chin. the swallows, making your eyes avert to the bobbing of his adam's apple instead of being on the way his pen wrote numbers on the page. even if you did focus on the pen, you were just going to focus on the hands writing with it. calloused, veiny and large. the two most perfect necklaces you had ever seen. writhing silently took place in your seat as his left hand came to rub at his chin in thought. his bottom lip seemingly pouts at what was infront of him; you catching notice as his hand had covered it a moment ago.
he seemed stressed. what you wouldn't give to relieve it.
"struggling?" you asked him.
the way his big brown eyes looked up at you so innocently after gaining his attention warmed your heart. he chuckled breathlessly, eyes quickly averting back to the page instead of on you.
"uh- it's just... it's nothing. uhm- how's it going?"
you and chemistry never really got along. maybe it was the way your brain worked but... you just were not good at science. it wasn't that you were stupid, you just needed a push sometimes. and steve harrington gave you that push. ever since your bestfriend, robin buckley, aced her paper you had to know the source of all this random knowledge. she pointed you in steve's direction. which pointed you to make plans to study at your house.
the quick divert of conversation makes you quizzical and you quickly lift your body up to peer at his paper. at the very top of the page was the title, which you read back to him.
"star trek physics?" your tone was unintentionally in disbelief and the way steve shifted his paper away from you let you know he took note of that.
"it's- it's truly nothing. nothing to do withโ"
"explain it to me," you urged. the cut off made his eyes widen a little, bewildered at your surprising curiosity. "i wanna know. am i allowed to know?"
"you really... want to?" he was surprised, right eyebrow twitching upwards which made you quite upset.
you weren't the smartest out of the bunch to understand physics to where you could apply it recreationally. despite this, it was perfectly normal to be passionate about things, as well as talk about what you're passionate about. no matter the subject.
he began to get a little excited, shifting in his seat. it was so adorable watching him get ready to explain. the agony to indulge in what excites and gets you riveted. you understood... you really did.
"uhm- so-" steve cleared his throat, "there's this technology the enterprise, star trek enterprise, use called warp drive. in summary it's just a- really strong energy source they can use to travel really fast and through time," he explained, the enthusiasm jumping through him.
you couldn't help but be even more attracted to him. it was so hot watching him talk so enthusiastically โ your eyes were so tantalising; without intent you were silently screaming at him to get closer to you. head rested on your palm, elbow propped up on the table.
"i know," you nodded slowly. you had watched only a few episodes of the popular sci-fi show but that was enough to give you basic knowledge.
he looked pleased that you did, smiling slightly as he pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose. realisation that he was staring too hard kicked in so he went back to his explanation.
"so, obviously, all this technology is hypothetical since it's the whole point of science fiction. but, i... i wanna figure out how fast it is they're travelling physically. i used this physiologist's theory, uhm- franz joseph gall, to work out this thing called cubic warp space?"
he took a little pause to bring the notebook of equations and theories closer to him. numbers and letters dotted the page, messily done in hopes of his train of thought not coming to a halt.
"so... velocity equals work cubed times the speed of light," he noted as he pointed to the top of the page with his pencil.
"simple equation it's just... sometimes it gets a little overwhelming so," he laughed a little to himself again but stopped when he catches your smile.
"you're really smart, steve. very handsome too," you complimented. your smile grew even wider at the way his cheeks grew pink.
he smirks bashfully, thanking you. you scoot up closer to him, wanting to get a clearer picture of his physical features. though, the glasses were in the way (as cute as they were). the two beauty marks that were encircled on the right side of his cheek. perfectly implanted, right in the centre. eyebrow hairs flicked on meticulously but still looked like he didn't pay a single ounce of attention to how they looked.
"it's... really hot, actually," you added. something he may not get told often, judging by the way his face lit up.
he didn't know what to do with himself once you had said that, eyes blinking rapidly and trying so hard to look away from you. you began to grow agitated at that, frowning as you took off his glasses.
"why d'you keep lookin' away from me?" you questioned. stutters littered his speech, so prominent he wasn't able to form a proper sentence.
those eyes of his, that hair of his. Jesus, he was appearing to have a likelihood to someone you could draw in the hours you should be spending focusing on your teacher. or any other tutor for that matter.
"sorry," he apologised but you shook your head. you talk again.
"d'you have a girl, steve?"
he looked at you like he felt as though it didn't really warrant an answer before shaking his head. the sleeves of his button-up were now for him to relieve his nerves on, plucking at a stray string of fabric on the right cuff.
"you ever... ever kissed a girl before?"
it was at this moment he knew exactly what you were insinuating. you wanted to put your lips on his, taste him. in more ways than one.
he shook his head again. "do you wanna kiss me?"
your question wasn't met with an immediate answer but rather rendered a pause. again, he stuttered. not that you could blame it, it was a very bold question.
"i would- i would like that. but- but right now? orโ"
you cupped his cheek, pulling him in to plant a soft kiss on his bottom lip. he reciprocated the act, kissing you back more forcefully than you intended. did he want this like you did? you gave him another kiss for his efforts, open-mouthed this time, your tongue colliding with his.
he was a good kisser for someone who had never kissed; you wanted to do it again. and more.
and he let you. he grabbed onto your arm lightly, running his fingers up and down the smooth skin. you made out for a while, stopping when the wetness inbetween your legs had accumulated to an uncomfortable point.
"steve, i- i wanna take you to my room," you confessed, eyes not leaving his lips for one moment. all he could do was look up at you, with hazy dreamy eyes like what you were saying was as fictional as the show he indulges in.
"can i take you there? please?" you pleaded.
he wanted you to. grabbing his hand, you both trailed upstairs until you got to your bedroom. flicking the lights and curiosity on, you couldn't even wait to get to the bed before kissing him again.
you kissed him hard, and desperate. you needed to feel him. you moaned sloppily through the kiss as your hands feel under his shirt to get any skin-to-skin contact.
"mm. can i take this off?" you mumbled through your kiss. he nodded quickly, with a little too much energy as a few strands of his hair came falling frontwards. you giggled a little at the eagerness, finding a particular magnetic impulse to the innocence.
button by button, his shirt came undone. you were met with a beautiful body that you couldn't help but ogle over. it made you so hot you decided to mirror him and lose your shirt too. in turn, steve began to ogle at your body. little by little, the unravelling had begun.
you stopped making out to take your pants off your body aswell but nearly got distracted at the way steve's eyes never left your tits. they weren't exactly the biggest but the way steve was eyeing them...
"you like 'em?" you asked tauntingly, pushing them up for display. you watched him swallow hard, feverish at the way you were teasing him.
"they're... they look really nice," he muttered back to which you thank him, "can i t-touch them?" his hands stopped mid-air, not wanting to do anything that would be warranted unwanted.
you were more than eager. "yes. please."
his hands grabbed onto them, thumbs rubbing over your nipples causing them to harden quickly.
"put 'em in your mouth, baby," you whispered. he looked up at you for reassurance but all he could see in your eyes was lust. that let him know you weren't playing around.
cupping your left breast, his lips latched onto the nub and you hum. it gets louder the more he sucked on them, darting his tongue out to circle around your areola. you smiled and shut your eyes in pleasure, running your hands through his gorgeous mane as he switched breasts.
eventually, he stopped and looked up at you again. pondering on your next move. you knew you would have to lead the way, meaning you would have to be the boldest one tonight.
grabbing his hand, you stuck out two fingers to suck on them both. eyes only looking his way, watching his mouth agape at how hot you were.
from there, you pulled his fingers down to your lower region; it was so obvious what you needed him to do. but you knew he wouldn't act without direction or question so you had to give him that push. like he does you.
"touch me. touch right here," you guided. however, he was hesitant. he gave your body the once over before making eye contact with you, not being able to express how scared he was.
"i'm sorry..." he apologised at his struggle to be wanton with you. you shook your head, telling him, "it's okay. this is your first time doing anything like this, right? robin told me โ you don't have to be scared. just- just trust me."
all while you were talking, his fingers were rubbing at your wet folds, causing you to lightly mewl. the pure gratification from him doing something so small let you know you were fucking in for it. and you loved that.
"she told you that? gosh, that's r-really embarrassing," he grumbled but you kissed him again to stop him. "nothing's embarrassing about it. just trust me. that's all you have to do."
your hands aided his fingers inside of you while you both gasp at the feeling. he worked you slow, attentively watching how you writhed and spiralled when he fingered you faster.
he probably just liked to hear and see you in this context. you both were in different friendship groups, completely different sides of the social spectrum. never meant you were a bitch though. never meant you didn't find him hot either.
you sucked on his fingers again as you tasted yourself, before you told him to take his pants off. he did with an adorable haste in his actions, desperate getting the legs over his feet and kicking to rid them off his body faster.
when he was finally naked for you was when you copied the way he operated. rapt at the sight infront of you. steve's cock had the right amount of girth and length with this curvature to it like the gods had crafted it.
"something wrong?" he quizzed. you didn't respond but rather ordered.
he hesitated for a moment, his head most likely racing a million miles. but he listened to you. you were the expert. his body sunk into the edge of the mattress, legs wide open and ready for you to take the slot between them.
salivating as your mouth wrapped around him only cranked up the pleasure steve was about to feel. the eye contact you two made while you sucked him off moved him to throw his head back, letting out a low-pitched moan at how good you were making him feel. you felt filthy but in the most licentious way possible. in the way that made you want to wrap your hand around his shaft, swivelling your hand around it and your mouth slid up and down to caress each and every single nerve.
you knew it felt good. you didn't even have to ask. but you were going to. your gratification was hearing him be pleased with your work. after all, that's why you were here.
"that feels so good!" he raspingly praised, balling his hands into fists and taking the sheets as prisoners. you hummed slowly and gripped onto his thighs to steady yourself as your nose slightly grazed his pelvis from how much of him you fit.
"you like when my mouth's on your dick, baby?" you questioned. most likely you looked a hot mess; slobber probably dribbled down your chin. steve didn't seem to care; salaciousness sewn into your tone almost forced him to answer verbally.
looking frantically in your eyes, he answered, "yes. really like it."
you smirked, hand still stroking his shaft. "how would you like it if you put it inside me? yeah? you'd like your dick inside my pussy?" your lips were up next to his ear. you teased him and you could see a vein pop out near his left temple. whatever you were saying and doing was working.
"god, y/n. i'd like it. i'd like it so much," he whimpered, eyes shut in complete ecstasy. he pauses from the indulgence to look up at you; his eyes were puppy-like, pleading as he asks,
"i wanna make you feel good too. can i? make you feel good?"
again, the innocence. only the need to attract and get closer was felt when steve talked or acted like that. you shared a quick kiss before lying down on the bed, waiting for him to get ontop of you.
there was trust in his eyes as he looked down at you; he was comfortable with you. every utter of the word 'yes' and every nod of his head was all true. he wanted you too. you didn't have to be unsure of it now.
your walls opened up for him as he eased the tip of his cock into you. a gasp was heard from both of you as you focused on the feeling of you finally becoming one in this moment.
he thrusted slowly, placing his hand right under your knee to spread you and hold it at the angle most pleasurable for him. his other hand roamed your body, on a journey figuring out where to stop and settle. he settled with one of your tits (the right one specifically).
you shut your eyes in pleasure, throwing your head back as you felt him go deeper inside of you. "you okay?" he was breathless as he asked you, squeezing your flesh to get you to give him your eyes.
you smiled, holding his hand. "i'm so good. more than okay. you?"
"r-really good. you feel... amazing..." he rasps out, looking down to watch the work he was doing. from there, you could tell he was beginning to grow cautious. he wanted to make you feel good and desperately wanted to last for you.
you get his attention by running your fingers through his hair, though stray strands still subside infront of his face. panicked eyes watch you but you were sure to inspirit him.
"you make me feel so good, baby," you whined. initially, you felt a weird feeling in your heart, thinking you had gotten too comfortable too quickly. but he groaned slightly, pushing his length further into you.
you moaned quite audibly, smiling at his newfound confidence. as you locked eyes, you brought your hands to his cheeks, cupping them. he hopelessly chased your lips, a heavy tongue kiss being displayed which you both moaned through.
the sheer intimacy of it made you tighten, causing him to hiss and pull away. "nngh- fuck," he mewls, looking down at his dick pushing into you.
his eyes were glued to the sight โ the wetness splashing onto his shaft had made it glisten each time it reappeared from being in you.
"i wanna feel... all of you..." he breathed out, "m'gonna push all the way in. c-can i do that?" he cupped your cheek. all you could do was kiss as him as confirmation.
the repeated smacking sound of his hips hitting your backside was soon heard, as were your shared moans and whimpers. โjust like that, babyโฆ you like being inside me, huh? you like using my pussy to get you off?โ your tone was a little condescending but it seemed as though steveโฆ loved it.
he pushed his length into you like he was fraught to get in even deeper. your walls tightened around him once again, slowing down his movements slightly. โuh-huh,โ he nodded, โand you- hmph- fit so- fuckinโ tight โround me, sweetheart. like you were made for me. i love the way you feel around me.โ
it was you who was now speechless, the one without a thing to say. he had knocked all the wind out of you, driving fiercely into you as though he wanted to prove how quick of a learner he actually was. and boy, was he proving it.
however, you weren't expecting him to say this next.
"i wanna put my mouth on you. y/n... i wanna- wanna taste you. please," he mumbled sheepishly and breathily. your eyes widened but it didn't mean you were going to stop him.
"ofcourse. ofcourse you can."
you both laughed at his haste; steve practically scrambled to his knees and pulled you in by your thighs. surprisingly, he didn't ask much questions he just went straight to pleasing you.
his focus were your folds, lapping up all the wetness there and humming at what he got on his tongue. the vibration made you cry out louder, trying so hard not to squirm around from the pleasure. the shift from your folds to your clit didn't help. how could he not have done this before?
โmโi makinโ you feel good? yeah?โ he desperately questioned. he had pulled a way for just a moment, hand sliding up and down your wetness as he looked up at you from inbetween your thighs. he hadnโt even kept them off you yet.
his chin was glistening, hair dishevelled and you were fully convinced there was no sight hotter. you nodded profusely, barely finding it in you to speak.
โmโgonna try and get you there, okay? make you feel how youโve been makinโ me feel. you- you deserve it okay?โ
you didnโt have time to respond, but it didnโt matter. he was already back at it. his tongue flicked at your clit rapidly, sucked on it hard before he shook his head as his tongue messily moved around on it. you were too distracted to ask, feeling the rush build between your legs.
"fuck, baby, fuck. i'm cumming, i'mโ"
your hand slammed down on the bed at the total ecstasy you felt. out-and-out pleasure; something you were familiar with but never like this. reminding you you need him to feel the same.
"mmm!" he groaned out at the feeling of your release on his mouth. the back of your mind went on a subconscious wonder of how it felt to him, especially since it was for the first time.
you propped yourself up with your elbows resting on the bed, watching him stare at your cunt. "fuck, i- i've fucking ruined you, haven't i?" he asked, rhetorically. the pit of your stomach stirred โ well that was fucking hot.
giggling, you replied, "i think you have. makes me wonder where on earth you got this from."
he didn't respond, but rather came up to hover over you. he kissed your body. his lips took a wondrous trail on you, stopping at the familiar parts of your neck.
"scored a one hundred on my biology test last week," he murmured through his kisses. you were distracted, but wanted to hear about this so-called explanation.
"it was on anatomy. female anatomy."
the answer was just too comical for you to not burst out laughing. he joined you sheepishly but his lips claiming yours stop your light taunt. everything takes a tantalising turn once again as your hand reaches down to stroke his cock; he was still hard, thank God. it meant you could still finish him off โ you weren't satisfied if he wasn't.
"you've been so good for me, y'know that?" you pecked his lips. still pumping, you watch his face turn pink at the pleasure. "i think you deserve to finish off, right?"
he nodded, completely speechless.
"you wanna lay on your side for me, steve?โ
he planted a quick kiss to your lips, cheek and breast before doing what you asked. you turned to your side quickly, lifting your right leg up which he grabbed subconsciously.
his tip slid over your folds numerous times, struggling to find your entrance but your guidance quickly got him there. he pushed in fast, a little too fast making you grip the sheets at the intensity.
"shit- did- did i hurt you?" he stopped instantly, raising up to see your face. you looked back with a lazy smile, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.
"it felt good, trust me. donโt worry. go at the pace you want, mkay? want you to finish inside of me. want your cum dripping out of me. you want that too huh?"
he didn't respond verbally. you still knew, though. he had began to speed up in strokes, your bodies moving along with the force inwhich he fucked you.
"i need to hear you, steve," you demanded through your moans, "tell me you wanna cum inside me."
"oh my god," he panted, eyes darting from yours to your tits which were bouncing rhythmically with his thrusts, "i wanna cum in you. so so bad."
his pelvic bone was surely damaged. the fierceness of his thrusts as he verbalised what he wanted to do to you got him acting rougher. in actuality, the animalistic side is what you wanted. you got that tame side of him gone.
"mhmm? you gonna fill me up?" you egged him on, realising that was how you could get him there.
"wanna fill you up, so bad, sweetheart. m'gonna fuckin' drain myself in you. p-paint your walls with it. while all- while all you can do is shut up and take it," he expounded. his fingers dug into your thigh while the other had grabbed onto your tit.
"yeah. 'cause you deserve it right?" you persuaded, nearly orgasming a second time just from his words.
he bit his lip. "i do. 'cause i've been so good for you, shit," he groaned aloud. before watching his cock disappear in your pussy over and over again, he goes to kiss you. it was sloppy and so sensual but you were obsessed with it. you even chased his lips to get a second one.
his thrusts were beginning to get sloppy, your hand still stayed on his neck to comfort him as he lost control. he shut his eyes tight, wavering in stance as he was so desperate to give what you both wanted.
"let go. let go, baby, you can do it. cum for me, steve, please," you whined. it was a need for you as much as it was for him; this whole thing wasn't even about you, you just had to make sure steve felt good.
"holy fucking shit. you're gonna make me cum, y/n. oh- fuck! oh?!" he moaned very loudly as he finally released. you felt his cock twitch at every sprout of cum that shot out and painted all inside of you. your arm extended for your hand to wrap around his neck some more as he buried his head in yours.
you hummed to yourself happily, craning your neck up to be level with him just enough to kiss him endearingly. his tongue slid in your mouth slowly as his hand on your thigh ran up and down across the skin, leaving a tingly feeling on what he touched.
after a couple moments of staring at eachother, you said, โthankyou for trusting me.โ your hand ran his fingers through his hair, admiring how handsome he looked. infact, he looked even better all fucked out.
โthankyou forโฆ for it all. it- it was amazing, baby,โ steve commended and pecked your forehead.
his cock was still stuffed in you, his cum managed to spill out regardless. it made a puddle on the sheets, much to your amusement.
โyโknow you called me handsome,โ he taunted. eyes drinking in your features and the way you stared at him quizzically for a moment,
โbut youโreโฆ beautiful. absolutely beautiful.โ
you giggled lightly at his kind words, thanking him and enjoying this intimate moment you were sharing. aimless conversation, smoothing your hands over eachotherโs bodies.
โsoโฆโ you started, looking at the way his eyebrows raised briefly in anticipation, โโฆyou wanna watch some star trek reruns?โ
his cheeks changed colour, to a light pink hue. he was flattered by your request. that in turn got you grinning profusely.
โi would love that. you need to be converted anyways.โ
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