The favour, part two.
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader
Summary: After Steve agrees to do you a favour, you go to his fraternity house to meet him tags/warnings: henderson!reader, fem!reader, inspired by Off Campus episode 4, smut, sexual exploration, masturbation, some dirty talk author's note: I hope I don’t disappoint you with the second part, Im still figuring out how to write smut...... honestly Im thinking about writing a part three. Let me know what you guys think! wordcount: 2058
Link to part one: The favour, part one
The clock read 9:40 PM
I was putting on my shoes by the front door when I saw my brother eating a bowl of cereal in front of me.
“You’re seriously gonna have that for dinner?”
“Yep” with his mouth full “You look nice. Got a date?”
I sighed “No, Dustin. I'm just…going out”
He took another bite of his food “Mhm. Tell Steve I said hi”
I softly kicked his leg as I finished putting on my shoes and stood up, fixing my dress “Text mom or call me if you need anything” I opened the door
“I will” Dustin rolled his eyes “Have fun with Steve, I guess”
“Idiot”
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I arrived at Steve’s fraternity house at exactly 10:00 PM
I took a deep breath before going inside, the door was already open so I made my way in. The house was completely silent, all of his roommates were at a lake party or something like that, which meant we’d have the house for ourselves.
A few seconds later, Steve came downstairs wearing comfy clothes, he stopped halfway as he saw me. He looked surprised and it’s the first time I've seen him nervous, could’ve sworn he was blushing.
“Hey”
I felt my cheeks burning too “Hey” He stayed frozen for a second, so I awkwardly bit my lip “We agreed to meet at 10, right?” I said.
That made him snap out “Yeah. Yeah, come on. Let’s go upstairs”
His room was incredibly clean and smelled like fresh cologne, his blue sheets matched the curtains and his walls were full of posters and a few medals.
He opened one of his drawers and pulled out a shirt “Here. You’ll be more comfortable in this” I took it from his hand and he immediately turned around, giving me some privacy.
“You don’t need to turn around. You’re gonna see me naked anyway”
“I know, but I’d rather you deciding when”
I couldn't stop the smile that formed on my lips when he said that, then I slipped off my dress and pulled on his shirt. It hung loosely on me, his shoulders much broader than mine.
“Okay, I'm ready”
He turned around and he immediately smiled
“Should we…start?” I looked at him as he stepped closer.
He pulled out his phone “Well, I don’t mean to sound romantic, but I think you might be comfier if we set the mood” He handed me his phone “Pick a song”
I laughed as I took it and scrolled through his playlist “Set the mood? That sounded incredible cheesy”
I finally found the perfect song, straight from his most listened songs. “Baby come back by The player” so I pressed play and looked at him
“It suits you” I sat down on his bed
“See what I mean? We’ve already set the mood, and this song is so sexy it makes me want to dance” He immediately started moving his shoulders to the beat.
I laughed “Oh no, we’re not doing this”
“Oh yes, we are. Come feel the rhythm” he took my hands
I was smiling so hard that my cheeks hurted, but I started dancing too
“Exactly, wow” he nodded dramatically “That looks terrible. It's really turning me on”
I burst out laughing and we just kept dancing. Somehow, we were getting closer with each step.
He made me feel safe. Really safe.
When our chests finally touched, we just stared at each other for a few seconds. Steve's eyes dropped to my lips but he waited for me to make the move. He was waiting for me to take the lead.
So I kissed him and his hands finally came up to cup my face.
It started as a sloppy kiss, he let me adjust to him and set the peace, but as soon as I felt confident enough, I started to get eager, and he followed my lead.
Our teeth bumped together, and Steve deepened the kiss. I could feel his nose all over my face. Then he lifted me and carried me to the bed, dropping me gently onto the mattress.
I parted my legs slightly, giving him space to stay between them, his hips rocking softly, not impatiently, just letting me know he was ready to continue whenever I was. So I tilted my head back, silently inviting him to my neck. He responded immediately, pressing soft kisses against my skin.
I could feel myself relaxing. He was a good kisser, and I swear I was getting turned on by just a few kisses. That was until his hand started wandering lower, resting gently on my thigh. I could feel my body tensing again. Not because of Steve—fuck no, he really turned me on—but I couldn't stop that familiar fear from creeping back in.
“What’s wrong” He askedbetween kisses
“Nothing, keep going” I said breathless, but more nervous than before
“Henderson, we don’t need to rush. We can go slower” He murmured against my lips
“No, keep going im ready” but my kisses started to feel automatic
Steve stopped and sat on the bed, looking at me.
“Fuuuck, sorry” I ran my hands through my hair “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I was feeling alright but then I got scared and I don’t know..” I covered my face with my hands
“That’s because you don’t trust me enough, Henderson”
“No! No, of course I trust you. If not, I wouldn’t be here” I scoffed “I even got further than I did with Eddie”
“You tried it before with Eddie?” He asked, a small smile appearing on his lips
“Yeah, but I thought I'd be comfortable with him. Then, when things started going further, I freaked out because I wasn't ready yet ”
“Sex is something incredibly vulnerable. Not being ready isn’t something weird” He said, trying to comfort me
I looked at him, and it felt like I was seeing a different side of him. Like he trusted me enough to be vulnerable too.
“Look, I have an idea” Steve cleared his throat “but just if you want to hear it, I won’t push you”
“Yeah, sure. Go ahead”
He seemed to gather his thoughts, but when he finally spoke, he sounded much more confident. No more shy Steve. “Instead of me giving you the orgasm...why don’t you give yourself one?”
What. What. What. WHAT? Okay Henderson, don’t freak out.
I let out a confused laugh “But, that’s what I always do”
“Yeah?” He asked me parting his lips softly
I immediately got nervous “Well, I mean…..I guess. like everyone does, right?”
“Okay” he relaxed “Then show me”
I swallowed because WOW, okay…but I also got curious.
He started getting up from the bed and stood in front of me. “Show me” he said, starting to pull off his shirt without breaking eye contact “And I’ll show you”
My breath hitched as I bit my lip softly.
He looked unreal.
I’d seen him like this before at the pool, but seeing him undress in front of me was something that felt far more intimate, so I got up and took off the shirt he had given me earlier. I was wearing lace underwear because, well… I had come prepared for him. I wasn’t going to let this opportunity slip away.
I noticed his breath hitch too, and he looked at me like I was some piece of art. And it healed something in me, because it was something I was never capable of seeing when I looked in the mirror.
I smiled, and I actually felt more confident seeing him react like that, so I took off my bra, and his sweatpants followed shortly after. We were just standing in front of each other, taking off our clothes and admiring each other’s bodies. No rushing, no eager making out…just trust, and waiting. Which was surprisingly better than just going straight to the point
I saw him take a deep breath and remove his briefs. He was big, even if he was half hard
Okay. I knew his eyes were up, but my brain immediately went back to that time Dustin said, “It’s too big, it’s not gonna fit,” and Robin replied, “Steve hears that all the time and still goes in anyway, don’t you, Steve?” They weren’t fucking lying wow…..
I took a deep breath too and removed my underwear as I slowly sat down on his bed, still looking down at him. He mirrored me, taking a seat in the desk chair in front of me. Watching me closely and waiting patiently for me to start.
Steve smirked softly as he noticed I was enjoying what I was seeing. He licked his lips, and even though he seemed confident, he was still nervous because I was the one who's making him feel like this and I'd be lying if I said that wasn't boosting my ego.
And that gave me the courage enough to reach my hand down between my legs.Steve mirrored me, his gaze never left mine as he followed my lead.
I was already slick and so ready that the first brush of my own fingertips made me gasp. Steve’s gaze dropped down to my hand as he guided his own to his leaking tip, whipping it softly with his thumb. Then he followed with a slow stroke from base to tip, I could see him biting the inside of his cheek to muffle a moan.
“Look at me,” he said, out of breath. So I did. My eyes met his, and the intimacy of it hit me all at once. I wasn’t used to feeling this seen, but I didn't want it to stop because it was so hot I couldn’t ever think properly
“That 's it, good girl” Steve fastened his pace. His cheeks getting red “Fuck…”
That made my hips buckle. My breathing grew heavier, the pleasure gradually washing over me until I wasn’t just letting out heavy breaths and small gasps anymore, I finally allowed myself to moan clearly.
“You sound amazing. Don’t stop”
do I say his name out loud? oh, fuck it, I’m already touching myself in front of him so why not?
“Steve…” His name left my lips as a moan
Steve’s jaw tightened, and it was the first time a groan escaped his throat too. His stomach tensed as he watched my fingers work over my clit, circling faster and faster until my toes started to curl.
“Yeah, like that baby” He gripped his dick tighter, leaning his head back with small, breathy moans, but he kept his eyes on me the whole time.
My back arched as I felt the climax building low in my stomach, making it hard to keep my eyes open.
“Keep your eyes on me doll” he said, his voice rough, just as breathless as mine.
And then everything hit at once as we both came undone at the same time, breathless, unable to look away from each other. His hips bucked once as he spilled on himself. I fell back onto the bed, out of breath, still trying to process what had just happened.
Steve stayed in the chair for a couple of seconds, catching his breath and I could feel his gaze on me, After that, he stood up and lay down beside me.
“Oh god, Steve” I smiled at him “I fucking did it”
We both looked at each other’s lips and laughed. I placed a hand on his chest in a small gesture of thanks.
“Thanks, Harrington.” I smiled warmly
“You don’t have to thank me. That was incredible.”
We stayed there for a while, just staring at the ceiling and trying not to laugh.
“Let’s not make this weird” I whispered.
“I won’t. Promise,” he muttered back as he lifted his fist, smiling at me.
I giggled and bumped his fist with mine, then Steve shifted slightly, propping himself up on one elbow “hey… why don’t you stay over?” he said softly. “We can watch something and eat some ice cream”
I looked at him for a second, still smiling, still trying to steady my breath and I didn’t even hesitate.
“Sounds like an amazing plan to me”
And somehow, I had a feeling this wasn’t going to be just a one night thing.