summary: Steve leaves a message on your answering machine with a proposal and you still aren't sure whether or not to accept it.
word count: 2.8k
cw: MDNI (18+) smut (p in v) unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) oral (f receiving) fingering
The sun beats down, reflecting off of the pool that you’re sitting on the edge of. You watch everyone splashing around between fits of giggle and it seems that they’re all having a much better time than you. All you can think about is the message that was left on your machine last night. You’ve already listened to it so many times that you’ve committed it to memory.
It’s replaying in your head over and over as you try to dissect every single sentence even though it was very straight forward. You don’t know what to respond or even that you should. It honestly caught you off guard as you never expected him to call you.
You’re honestly afraid to see him, afraid of the feelings that you’ve suppressed all this time. You thought you moved on but hearing his voice gave you the butterflies you thought you were over. And the thought of meeting up with him after all this time makes you wonder what exactly it is that he wants.
You look up at the lifeguard on duty who’s been the star of your late night fantasies. You’ve always been aware of him, considering how popular he was in high school, but ever since you all graduated, you’ve seen how much he’s changed and this new attitude looks good on him.
You can tell that he feels it too, the both of you like magnets, unable to ignore the attraction. You still can’t seem to forget when you literally ran into each other when you were on your way to the parking lot. He caught you and from the moment his eyes bored into yours, you knew that you were done for. And from that moment on, you couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Steve Harrington or his hands on your waist.
Steve hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you either. He can’t stop thinking about how badly he wants you-how badly he wants his hands on you, inside of you. It’s invaded his every single thought and if it was just the two of you, he’d take full advantage of the opportunity.
There’s only a few more hours until the pool closes and he fully intends on getting you alone and finally having his way with you. He checks his watch then blows his whistle, announcing that there’s an another “adult swim” before he climbs down from his ladder.
He feels your eyes on him and when he turns, you’re staring at him, pushing your sunglasses up onto your head. His eyes bore into yours as he makes his way towards you, shooting you a wink as he passes by.
To be honest, the only reason why nothing has happened between the two of you is because of your brother. Steve and Dustin are so close and you don’t want to potentially ruin that. But your want is so close to outweighing not wanting to upset your brother.
Dustin makes jokes when the group watches movies together, “forbidding” the two of you from sitting with each other. You genuinely don’t think that he’d mind but you’re just to do your best to protect the situation. You know that Steve has become a brother to him and you’d never forgive yourself if you were the reason why they didn’t talk anymore.
But that doesn’t stop you from thinking about it, imagining what it’d be like to have Steve well, everywhere. The thought is making you feel hotter than the sun beating down on you and you splash yourself with some water before fully submerging yourself into the pool.
Your head is continuously cooking up various scenarios as you get out of the water, heading over to where your friends are sitting. Robin moves her feet so you can sit on the edge of her lounge chair. You dry yourself off, your skin still on fire when the imaginary version of Steve places his head between your thighs.
At this point, you don’t even think that a cold shower could free you from your thoughts. And to be honest, you kind of don’t want to be. So you just let it play out, trying your best to not draw attention to yourself as you move onto drying your hair.
You hear your name being called and turn to Nancy who’s trying to get your attention. That’s another reason why you’re hesitant about doing anything with Steve. You know that Nancy is over him and has even given you her blessing, but you still can’t help but feel guilty for having these thoughts.
“Huh?” You ask when Robin nudges your arm. You turn to her and she nods to Nancy. Your cheeks burn as you make eye contact with her.
“Are you okay? You just seem so in your head today.”
“She’s probably just thinking about Steve,” Robin teases and Nancy laughs. Neither of them understand why you won’t just go for it, Nancy most of all. She knows that you’re worried about how your brother would react, but you’re an adult and allowed to make your own decisions.
“You totally were,” Nancy agrees.
“Yeah, you looked like you were so close to moaning.”
“I was not.” There’s no use in denying it as you haven’t exactly been subtle about your attraction to the lifeguard.
“You totally were,” Nancy corrects. “You wanna know what I think?”
“No,” you grumble.
“I think you should fuck him.”
“Nancy!” You don’t know what you were expecting her to say but it definitely wasn’t that. She’s giving you the green light to fuck her ex and you’re not exactly sure how you should feel about that.
“She’s right,” Robin nudges you again. “You’ve been pissed off and I think that’s because you haven’t been properly fucked. And why not Steve?”
“You know why,” you give her a pointed look. It’s like they’ve forgotten all of the reasons you’ve already told them. Apparently those aren’t good enough.
“Well, you know that I’m completely over him and why does Dustin have to know?” She makes a fair point but you’re still unsure.
“This is crazy.”
“Not really. It’s just sex, right?” He’s slept with more people than you have and you’re afraid that you don’t have enough experience to keep up with him. That’s the real reason why you’ve been so hesitant.
“Right, but I don’t know.”
“You’ll regret it if you don’t. Just ask him.”
“Fine. I’ll do it when the pool closes.” You know that this will be good for you even though you’re so nervous, a giant pit in your stomach forming.
“That’s our girl,” Nancy smiles as she gives your knee a squeeze before turning to lie back on her lounge chair as she picks her book back up. God, what have you just done?
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Everyone starts packing up their belongings and filing out of the pool as it closes down. You take your time putting your things into your bag, occasionally glancing at Steve who’s waiting by the gate. He’s twirling his whistle around his pointer as he says goodnight to each person as they pass.
Your heart rate picks up again as Nancy and Robin nod at you as three of you head towards the exit. Steve’s eyes are on you as the three of you are the only ones remaining. Robin and Nancy head through the gate, leaving you behind and as soon as they’re gone, Steve approaches you.
“Did you get my voicemail?” He asks as he stands behind you as you finish packing your bag. His lips are right by your ear and you feel goosebumps rising on your arms as he speaks.
“I’m here, aren’t I?” You ask as you turn around to face him. You cross your arms and Steve doesn’t want to admit how turned on he is by how unimpressed you seem.
“Wanna go for a swim?” He can tell that you’re nervous so he’s trying to tread lightly. He’d hate to scare you off. Especially when he worked so hard to get you here.
“Okay,” you agree and he takes one of your hands gently before leading you over to the water. You look down at it, knowing that it will be colder since the sun is no longer beating down on it. But that only makes it that much more inviting.
You turn to him and he gives your hand a reassuring squeeze before counting down from three. Your hand slips from his as you watch him jump in and quickly resurface. He pushes his hair out of his face as he swims over, watching you sit on the edge.
“You’re gonna pay for that,” he laughs as he grabs hold of your ankles. You burst into a fit of giggles as he slowly pulls you into the water, loosening up as the anxiety dissipates. You don’t know why you were so nervous. Everything is so easy with Steve.
You keep your distance once you resurface, wanting to make him work for it now. If he wants you, he’s gotta earn it. You want to see just how much you can make him beg for you. You know he’s usually the dominant one from what you’ve heard, but not tonight.
He slowly swims up but keeps a gap between your bodies. He’s still treading lightly, willing to play your game. He doesn’t know why you’re trying so hard, though. You can just tell him what you want and he’ll do it. Because he’s wrapped around your finger and you still don’t seem to understand just how much of an effect you have on him.
You reach your hands out and grab hold of his. You rest them on your waist as he steps closer, looking at you with that smile, those honey eyes that always make you melt. He doesn’t even have to tell you how badly he wants you because you can see it, his pupils blown so wide.
Your arms wrap around his neck as you pull him closer, your bodies pressing together. It’s so wrong but feels so right as you lean in.
“We shouldn’t do this,” he tells you as he inches his face closer to yours.
“But doesn’t that make it more fun?” You ask. “Knowing we shouldn’t but doing it anyway?”
“Fuck it.” His lips slot between yours as he pulls you closer, arms wrapping tightly around yours. It starts slow but quickly gets more heated. You’re both hungry and needy wanting to make up for lost time. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist as he flicks his tongue into your mouth.
This was so worth the wait and Steve doesn’t think he’ll be able to spend another moment not kissing you. You lips seem to slot perfectly between his and he’s almost convinced that he’s dreaming because of how perfectly everything’s going.
You moan in response and he carries you over to the edge of the pool where he sets you down before climbing out himself. After hearing that sound, he’s got to have you and he’s gotta have you now.
When he gets up, you’re already halfway to the showers. He stands and hurries after you, trying his hardest to catch up with you.
“No running!” He calls out and you just laugh before you disappear into the locker room. He follows you and you’re trying to get further away from him when you slip in a puddle of water by one of the rows of lockers. Steve catches you instantly, a smirk playing on his lips and you already know what he’s going to say.
“Already falling for me, hm?”
“You’re an idiot.” You go to whack his shoulder but he catches your hand and presses a kiss to your knuckles.
“Only for you.” You roll your eyes as you go in for another kiss, this one deeper and more gentle than the other. But it picks up again as your hands slide into his hair, giving it a tug. His head lolls back as he lets out a moan of his own and you take the opportunity to press your lips to his exposed throat. You pepper the spot with kisses before going in with a rough suck which elicits another moan.
You pull away before he’s ready, lips on his own again as he sits you down on the bench behind you. One of his hands moves down to your bikini bottoms, pulling them down and tossing them to the side as he gets down on his knees between your legs.
“Need to taste you,” me mumbles against your lips and you moan into his mouth, followed by a little “please” and that’s all he needs.
Steve hooks your legs over his shoulders and dives in, wanting to waste no more time. He teases your clit with his tongue, smiling when you whine at how he’s teasing you. His mouth then wraps around your clit as he sucks and sucks, occasionally diffusing the sting with his tongue.
Your fingers are wrapped up in his hair again, tugging and tugging as more moans fall from your lips. And when his tongue starts pumping in and out, you know that you’re done for. Feeling dizzy as you get progressively closer to the edge.
He hits just the right spot and you reach your orgasm, Steve encouraging you with his soft voice. And when he pulls away as you come down, you can’t help but feel embarrassed at how quickly you came. You know it’s been a while since you’ve done this with anyone, but you really didn’t think it’d be that fast.
But Steve doesn’t seem to notice or care, only being nothing but a sweetheart as he helps you to your feet. Your lips find his once again as you back him up in the direction of the showers, only breaking apart so he can turn on the water.
His hands reach up and untie your top which he tosses to the side once it’s off. You work on his shorts and once they’re off, you push him into the shower.
He turns your back to him, pulling you to his chest as he peppers your shoulder in kisses. His fingers dance along your skin, moving slowly down your front until they find your cunt. He pushes them in slowly, pumping gently. You don’t seem to be enjoying it because you grab hold of his hand, showing him exactly how you like it.
Your hand moves so fast that he’s having trouble keeping up but he eventually gets it, his fingers keeping up the pace. Your head leans back against his shoulder as you moan over and over, Steve getting so turned on by watching and hearing you. Just when you’re about to come again, he pulls his fingers out and turns you around to face him.
He wraps you up in his arms again as he kisses you, hands sliding down to your ass as he murmurs the word “jump” against your lips.
He’s got you pinned against the wall as he slams his cock into you. Your legs wrap tighter around his waist as he pounds and pounds, moans pouring from both of your mouths. This is a whole other side of him that you’ve never seen before but you can’t say that you hate it.
“Fuck, look at how good you’re taking me. God, I wish you could see how hot you look.” You’re doing your best to buck your hips against his, to keep up with how fast he’s going. This is nothing like you thought it’d be-convinced that all of those girls had been lying but you guess they really weren’t.
“God, Steve.” This is the first time you’ve moaned his name and he might just come right here upon hearing it. He’s close, he knows it. And this time, he doesn’t even care, knowing that you don’t either.
He keeps going, though, pounding and pounding until he’s certain that you’ll be so sore that he’ll have to carry you out of here.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he says as he cums, quick to pull out as he stands under the water to wash himself off.
You stand there, wondering how you’re going to go home after having hyperfixated over this situation for weeks. You don’t know how or if you can move on, his moans still ringing in your ears.
Steve turns off the water and helps you out of the shower. He lets you hold onto him as he grabs you both towels, helping you dry off first. He’s his gentle self again and as much as you love it, you wonder when you can see mean, rough Steve again.
Once you’re both dry, he lets you wear one of his t-shirts from his locker. He knows he’s getting attached already but he doesn’t care. He knows you won’t hurt him. And one of these days (if he can get the balls) he’ll ask you if you want to go to Enzo’s. And if he knows you the way he thinks he does, he knows that you’ll say yes.
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lifeguard steve who constantly has to adjust himself in his swimtrunks
he's constantly checking u out in your cutie bathing suit and you don't even notice it because you're too busy being nonchalant and enjoying yourself at the pool and for some reason that only makes you even hotter to him ?? every two seconds he's adjusting himself and drumming his fingers against his temples and trying to list the unsexiest things possible so he can keep his raging hard-on at bay, but at this point, he thinks everything you do turns him on
(and you're definitely not helping the cause when you get a popsicle from the snack cart. steve literally groans to himself when he looks over to see your lips wrapped around a cherry red ice pop — you're like something out of his personal wet dream, and he thinks he might actually hate you for it.)
Lifeguard!Steve that can't keep his eyes off you while you lounge by the pool. He sinks his teeth into his plump bottom lip as he watches you reapply sunscreen. He shifts in his seat, wishing it was his hands on you instead. He almost falls out of it when you untie your top while lying on your stomach.
He's thankful for his sunglasses as he notices how your electric blue bikini shimmers in the sun. He thinks he's being discreet, but you're totally onto him... which means your plan is working.
He has to stop himself from drooling when you emerge from the water after cooling yourself off. He feels his shorts tightening as you walk back to your lounger. A smirk plays on your lips as you settle onto your towel. This is turning out to be easier than you thought. You pull your Walkman out of your bag and slip the headphones over your ears while Steve shamelessly watches. He has to at least get your number before his shift ends. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't.
When closing time hits, you're the last person left, prompting Steve to finally get to talk to you. He strolls over to your lounger, taking off his sunglasses in the process. You sit up when he reaches you, unable to keep from smiling.
"Hey, so we're closing, so you're gonna have to leave, but you don't have to go home..." he begins, toying with the whistle around his neck.
"I don't?" You ask, now taking off your sunglasses. "Where else can I go, then?"
"Home, with me," he answers, cooly. "But not until we have a little fun first."
"Wow, you don't waste any time," you laugh, as you stand in front of him.
"What do you have in mind?" You inquire, running your fingers through the coarse hair on his chest.
His lips curl into a mischievous grin before he gets you into the pool. Your bikini top is quickly removed so he can get his mouth on you. He has you pressed up against the pool wall, with his lips on your neck.
"I've been dying to do this all day," he pants, glancing up at you. "You're so fuckin' hot, angel."
"So are you," you breathe, your fingers curling in his hair. "I've been dreaming about this since the first time I saw you..."
"Yeah? Tell me more," he replies, before pressing his lips to yours.
"Seeing you sit up there," you begin, pointing to his lifeguard perch, "looking so sweaty and gorgeous, made me want to sit on your lap and ride you until you were screaming my name."
"Shit, angel, you can't say something like that and not expect me to fuck you in this pool," he explains, ragged.
"That's also something I've dreamt about..." You smile before pulling him into another kiss.
lifeguard steve getting you into the pool after closing. thinking abt that one Troy and Gabriella scene in HSM 2 where they’re kissing in the poool YUM!
omg...... yes. lifeguard!steve is the definition of the flirty playful summer fling where you never know if it's gonna turn into more or if he's doing it with other girls but like......when he shows you attention it's like the entire world melts away and you've never felt so special before. and he 100% jumps into the pool after hours and tries convincing you to do it too, saying stuff like, "aw cmon, pretty, you're not scared, are you?" and "ill catch you, i promise" and of course you can't resist him !!!
and since it's you two only closing the pool that night, no one else is around, so it's only natural that your super platonic evening swim quickly turns into something more heated. it really doesn't take steve very long to press you up against the pool wall, tanned arms caging you in as he ducks beneath your jaw to press kisses to your warm skin. "knew you'd taste so sweet for me," he mumbles, licking against the column of your neck. you shudder, nails pressing into his biceps, and he huffs out a laugh. "you're cute. think i'm gonna keep you."
