+18 glasses!steve harrington blurb
steve hated to wear his glasses. untill one night you two decided to watch a french movie with subtitles and he needed them to read the subtitles. as usual, the movie ended up playing for no one, because your attention was on steve and his attention was on you. he kissed you slowly, aiming for your neck and collarbones where he placed soft bites, making sure they would bruise. your dress and bra were long forgotten on the floor, and his hands, mouth and eyes kept going south while kissing you. steve pulled your panties down your legs, dangling in one of your ankles. he kneeled in front of you, his hands pushinf your legs apart. the glasses were still on and he was hypnotized by the way your pussy looked on HD. feeling a little shy with his sudden demeanor, you tried to close your legs, only fuelling him to keep them open and devour you. his glasses kinda bumped on your clit everytime he dived on you, making your eyes roll back. he grabbed your thigh, wanting you to look at him. the image of your perfect pretty steve with his mouth latched on you and his glasses fogged up was now engraved on your brain. the pleasure he was giving to you, the moaning and now the sight of him on his knees, foggedd glasses between your legs were enough to break you. he kept licking and kissing you, completely focused, his brows scrunched. when he got up to kiss you, the most smug grin was on his face. the glasses stayed on since then.