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[witchyvibes91]

hiii i binged like all of ur writing i love it sm omg can i request a reader x steve smut story bc i need it like frfr plssss and thank uuuuu

OMG ANON THANK-YOU! I could cry this was so sweet! I'll work on a full Steve smut story...but for now, enjoy.

"You drive me insane." Steve husked against your neck as his lips pressed harder to the skin. What started as a kiss has quickly turned into an intense make-out. The kisses into your neck were turning into bites, something you would see the results of tomorrow morning.

"I can do more than just drive you insane, Harrington." You grumbled back as you let out soft moans. His hands roamed under your shirt and went straight for your breasts. The firm grip, the squeeze. It was enough to send a heat through your entire body.

Your shirt was swiftly pulled off of you with what seemed like one hand motion. Steve Harrington definitely knew what he was doing. You let out another moan as Steve's hands moved to your hips, quickly picking you up and carrying you until your back slammed against the wall. You let your nails dig into his bare back, his shirt off well before yours.

Steve pulled back from the kiss just for a moment as he was now eye-level with you. You both let out heavy breaths, feeling the heat around you as Steve leaned in and pressed his forehead to yours, "Prove it."

Those two words were all you needed. You unwrapped your legs and Steve let you fall from the wall. You kissed his neck. His collarbone. His pecs. His chest. His abdomen. You trailed your kisses until you were on your knees with your hands going for his zipper.

"Whatever you want, Harrington." You whispered in that oh so seductive voice of yours. Steve's pants pulled down easily as his length popped directly to your face. You grabbed the base, keeping your eyes on his as you ran your tongue all down the side of it. Steve let out a long and deep groan. He was in pleasure before the show even started.

You let your lips finally wrap around the head before sliding down the entire length. As he hit the back of your throat, tears started to swell in your eyes and stream down your cheeks. Steve's hand went to the back of your head as he pushed you further.

"You're right. You're doing way more than driving me insane." He growled as he started to throat fuck you harder, rougher. You went until his seed was falling down your throat, coating the soreness you felt. The second the two of you were done, Steven immediately switched to the most kind and considerate man. As the two of you lay in bed together, he reached up and brushed your hair back before letting out the softest whisper.

"You really do drive me insane you know? In the best way possible."

[lovebugism]

i feel like stevie definitely has a breeding kink it’s just like a gut feeling i have you know

✶ ┄ WHAT YOU WANT !

summary: steve harrington wants you to make him a dad pairing: steve harrington / f!reader warnings: smut. literally just smut. not a hint of a plot. 18+ mdni a/n: here i am with another smutty steve headcanon, can u believe it? all of these asks are doing some irreversible damage to my psyche i think

( MASTERLIST )

anon, you're absolutely right

obv steve wants a family everyone knows that

so i feel like once he’s settled down with a pretty serious gf, he’s got baby fever to the extreme

he just wants to mark you from the inside out

which could also stem from his lil jealousy problem bc he wants everyone to know that you belong to him

he’s got you on your back with your legs thrown over his shoulders

one hand presses into your lower stomach as he fucks you like it might be the last time he’ll ever get to do it

he pounds into you with his head tilted back, mouth agape and eyes squeezed shut

“gonna fill you up. over and over and— holy shit— over again. get you all nice and round for me— fuck”

he doesn’t even realize what he’s saying

he’s just rambling bc you’re making him feel so goddamn good

“fuck, stevie...” you whine with a scrunched up face as you near your own peak

you’ve got one hand clutching the wrist of the one he's got resting against your belly

while your other trails down his torso

your nails leave red scratches on his skin as they weave through the hair at his chest and settle at his happy trail

your back bows when he thrusts into you as deep as he can possibly go

and the moan you let out then stems from your fucking soul or smth it’s so guttural

it’s borderline embarrassing but you’re not even focusing on that

you’re mainly concerned at how violently your legs have tensed and started to shake around his shoulders

“move your hand” he tells you, suddenly stern

it’s not a request

you hadn’t even recognized your feeble attempt to stop him from drilling into you

but he just wants you to lay there all pretty for him

and let him give you everything he has to give you like a good girl

all you can do is whine because he’s fucked you so stupid

“not gonna tell you again, sweetheart”

even with your hand pressing against him, he rolls his hips slowly against yours

you’re so full and he’s already so deep, you can almost feel him in your throat

the pleasure he so effortlessly gives you is borderline overwhelming but you listen to him anyway

and he doesn’t waste any time before giving you long, deep strokes into your fluttering cunt

“there you go, baby. just like that. just like that. always so good for me… s’gonna make me come in this pussy”

you whine beneath him and tears burn as they well in your eyes

you need him to come in you more than you need to breathe

but you’re already so sensitive that it’s made you terrified of any more pleasure

you just wanna be a good girl for the man fucking you for all your worth

“that what you want, honey? wanna have my kids?”

you’re nodding before you even realize it with your kiss-bitten bottom lip caught between your teeth

“yeah, i know you do, baby. that’s why you’re such a slut for my dick, isn’t it?”

you keen at that

his words have you creaming around his cock while your mouth hangs in a silent moan

and he keeps on fucking you through it, turning you out like it’s nothing

you need him to fill you up

you want so badly for him to fuck you until you’re leaking around him

and steve gives you exactly what you want without you have to say a goddamn thing

his hips stutter as he whines

“fuck, honey. i’m about to come in this pussy… gonna have you— shit, baby— gonna have you all barefoot and pregnant for me— fuck, fuck, fuck—”

he comes in you barely a second later

his warmth blossoms in you like a flower and your walls flutter around him, suckling him in with greed

and he whines while you milk him for all he’s worth

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[lovesicklovermia]

the guilt was eating steve up from the inside, out. he’d recalled swearing to you that no reaction to the upside down was too much, but he’d never even thought that a reaction could be too little. his heart had almost broken into little fragments as he’d walked into your shared little apartment bedroom, to look at you, a towel wrapped around your cleaned body, little jittering shakes emitted from your body. he remembered sitting down beside you, the silence deafening, before wrapping you up in his arms. he didn’t need to apologise - although, he did feel responsible. there was no way you were ever coming back from this mess.

[singmyaubade]

how you get the girl pt 2

warning : use of cursing.

sypnosis : steve broke your heart when you were a sophmore and you had transferred schools but now that you are back at Hawkins, regrets not staying.

idiot!steve x y/n

part 2 / part 1

You were glad to finally be out of your third class out of the five. Every single bitch who didn't recognize you tried to be your friend or even flirt with you but you still remembered that they were the ones who laughed at your humiliation.

You walked toward the cafeteria, looking for the Robin. You saw her sitting alone at a table as you went up to her, "Hey!" You greeted.

"Oh hey, come sit." You accepted, sitting next to her.

"Thanks." You grinned at her.

"Oh by the way, just to initiate you into the friend group of us including my friend, you should totally hang out with us later." Robin said, starting to eat her hot dog.

"Are you guys like murderers?" You asked.

"Only on special occasions." Robin joked with a mouth full as you giggled.

"Didn't you say you had a friend eating with us?" You asked, opening your salad.

"Oh yeah, there he is." Robin pointed.

You looked over to see Steve Harrington approaching the table in total shock at your presence.

You rolled your eyes with a sigh, "That's your friend?"

Robin looked confused, "Yeah why?"

"He just-" You started as he interrupted.

"Oh hey." He said, looking at you.

"Don't hey me Harrington." You fumed.

Robin looked at the both of you, "Am I missing something?"

You stood up, "Actually, I can't hang out, I am afraid I don't hang out with assholes." Your eyes darted to him as you picked up your backpack, walking off.

"What did you do to her?" Robin asked, open-eyed.

He scrunched his face, "Long story." He sighed, rubbing his temples.

You couldn't help but feel pure anger that it was Steve who was best friends with your only new friend that you had made the entire day.

What made you angrier is that he couldn't find the courage to even go to your house and apologize to you.

He never cared to reach out all this time to tell you that he regretted what he did and he should've never tried to hide you. But instead, he just kept going with his life as if you hadn't meant a single thing.

You just wanted to go home, back to your old school where everyone treated you human and as if you weren't a freak who had no emotions.

As you were lost in your thoughts in the hallway, Steve yelled your name which caused you to walk faster. He grabbed your wrist as you snapped it back, "Don't touch me."

"I know that my apology means nothing now-" He started speaking.

"And it never will mean anything, I don't need to hear your excuses for why you chose to act so immature all those years ago but you didn't deserve for me to hear you out then and you certainly don't now." You harshly spoke, "Please just let me live out the rest of the days in this miserable school without Steve "The Hair" Harrington terrorizing me."

You walked away before he could even say the next syllable. You just couldn't believe his audacity to even try talking to you.

I mean how could Steve Harrington change? He is incapable of considering other people's feelings. Something deep in your gut makes you feel guilty but you promised your younger self you would never let any guy treat you like that again.

You decided to just go home at that point, you have had enough of Hawkins for the moment and just needed to get away.

You walked inside your house, closing the door behind you. You decided to just eat what your mom had made and relax on the couch.

As you started to eat, you heard the telephone as you mentally cursed whoever was disrupting you.

"Hello?" You said, still chewing.

"Hey! It's Robin from school." You opened your eyes widely as she spoke.

"Oh hey, what's up?" You attempted to sound cool but you could already tell it was failing.

"I just wanted to know if you wanted to stop by the record store later where Steve and I worked to just hang out." She invited you.

"Oh I don't really think so, I have a lot of homework and-" You started making excuses.

"Come on Y/N, I swear that it won't be as bad as you think, many people don't get the opportunity to hang out with us." She begged.

"But-" You started.

"Steve won't bite and I really want to get to know you." Robin pushed.

"Okay, I'll be there but how did you get my number?" You asked.

"Oh Steve just remembered it." She said as your eyes widened and you heard bickering in the background as they whispered, "Anyways see you soon!" Robin said in a quick motion.

"But what's the-" You heard the dial, "Address." You sighed.

After what felt like hours, you walked around enough to find the record store but you looked like a sweaty mess. You wish you had just got your license like a normal teen but you were lazy. You quickly wiped off all the sweat and fixed your hair before going inside.

You walked in to be greeted by Robin and Steve in which Robin looked like she was ecstatic to see you and Steve looked like he had seen a tiger walk into the store.

"Hey!" Robin cheered, "Welcome to the best place on Earth." She raised her hands up in a cheering position.

You giggled, "Glad to be here."

"We have an hour on the shift so you can just talk with us and then we can grab something to eat." She explained.

"Sounds cool." You said, not exactly wanting to spend more like five minutes with Steve Harrington.

"How long have you guys been working here?" You asked, looking at the different records.

Robin hit Steve to answer, "About four months." He said with a slight stutter.

"Nice." You replied, touching the records with your finger tips.

"What do you listen to lately?" He asked, trying to spark up a conversation with you.

"Not assholes." You murmured as Robin mentally cursed Steve for what he had done.

Robin fake laughed, "So Y/N, do you wanna help sort the records until we can go?" She asked.

"Yeah sure." You said with a smile.

Steve watched you sort the records, you looking at the back to see where to place it. He would watch your smile as you looked at an ABBA record. He remembered the talks you guys used to have when you were just friends hanging out.

"Steve, we have to go to the ABBA concert someday, I have to see Agnetha live." Your younger self cheered towards Steve in his living room.

"I guarantee they will not be in Hawkins any time soon." He said with a laugh as you hit his chest then laying on it.

"You know we would shock the school if we dated." You said, looking up at him.

He blushed, "What makes you think that?" You heard his heart quicken.

"Because you are Steve "The Hair" Harrington and I am just some totally lame girl that you hang out with in secret." You shrugged.

He felt guilty, "If we were to date, I would never hide you." He said with a smile.

"You promise?" You practically whispered.

"I promise." He kissed your the top of your head.

Steve wondered if you had ever remembered those moments, it didn't seem like you did. He knew what he did was extremely wrong but he wished you could remember the moments where he meant every word he said.

"Okay I believe that they perfectly sorted." You said with a grin, snapping him out his daydream.

"Maybe I should check." Steve said.

"Don't trust my sorting abilities Harrington?" You asked with a playful tone.

He gave you a smile as a response as you remembered the hatred and turned back around.

"Okay guys, let's go." Robin quickly said as you all exited to the front and she locked the door.

"So are we going in your car Robin?" You asked as she laughed at the assumption she can drive.

"Y/N, I hate to break it to you but I can't drive." She said, going to the side of Steve's car where the passenger seat was.

"Oh so this is your car." You said with a sigh.

"Yep, hop in." He went inside the car as you sat in the backseat, putting your seatbelt on.

He started the car as Robin turned on the radio to Honey, Honey by ABBA. Your face lit up as Steve looked in the mirror above him to see you slightly singing it.

He grinned as he started driving to a drive-thru called Billy Bob's. You had loved this place since you were little. Your mom used to take Steve and you to the drive-thru every single time you hung out which was like almost every day in sophmore year.

As you relived the memory, you noticed you had driven past the ordering machine. You were deeply confused and you guessed Steve had seen your face because he said, "Oh I'm sorry, I assumed your order because of the last time we went." He said.

The last time you guys went was two years ago.

"Oh okay, thank you?" You said, shifting in your seat.

He grabbed your order as he passed it to you, "Thank you for paying." You practically whispered.

"No problem Y/N, I owe you more than that." He said as your mouth agaped.

"God I love this place." Robin said, shoving fries in her mouth interrupting you guys as you and Steve both laughed.

The radio suddenly turned to When I Kissed The Teacher by ABBA as you couldn't hold yourself back, "Steve, turn this up now." You said as he quickly did, being happy that you said his name.

You started singing very loudly as Robin and Steve looked at each other in shock.

They both shrugged and started singing with you until the song finished and you were all panting.

You all laughed as you went towards Robin's house, "Bye guys!" Robin waved as you both waved goodbye.

The pure silence in the car was actually louder than anyone could've thought.

"I know that you don't wanna hear it once again but I really do want to apologize for everything." He said as he drove, "I was really stupid and I truly did like you, I just cared for what others thought about me more." He glimpsed at you through the mirror, "I never ever meant to hurt you, you meant the world to me and I have regretted it since you left."

You were starting to tear up at this point, "Thanks Steve, I really appreciate but I just can't forgive you, it wouldn't be right for myself." You gave a slight smile.

He nodded his head but you could tell he was visibly upset. He arrived at your house, "Thanks Harrington, stay cool." You smiled.

He waved goodbye as you entered your house.

Were you wrong for not forgiving him? I mean he had ruined your entire self-esteem, he didn't deserve forgiveness.

Or maybe he had changed and you just felt like you had to be angry.

Your emotions felt mixed and you couldn't decide what you wanted.

Did Steve Harrington actually change?

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[ilovetulips]

steve harrington x fem!reader

The jingle of the keys in the door was enough to pull you out of your seemingly never-ending lazy slumber of the day. Steve was home from his long day at work, and realising he gets to spend the night with the only girl for him caused excitement to course through his veins.

As he steps through the door, he is instantly hit with the impact of his girlfriend engulfing him happily in a strong hug. His chuckles vibrate from his chest into your body while you hold him.

“Miss me?” He laughs with adoration lacing his voice. He moves back slightly with the sound of rustling plastic. “Careful, honey. You’re squashing your gift” He says when he ducks down to whisper in your ear.

You instantly launch backwards, to reveal a sheepish Steve standing with a beautiful bouquet of rosey shades.

Pink and red tulips. Your favourite.

A small blush creeps up your neck as tears prick your eyes. “For me?” You look up at him while holding the flowers for yourself. His signature smirk drops slightly as he takes in your glassy eyes as he reaches up to your face to hold you. You instantly melt into his touch and give him your ‘award-winning’ smile.

God he loves that smile. There’s nothing more in the world he loves more than cheering his girl up, and having her face laced with that gorgeous smile. “For you, baby. Missed you so much today.” Steve mumbles into your hair as he hugs you tight.

“Oh Stevie… you didn’t have to.” You sniffle, overwhelmed by too many emotions. You were happy to finally see your boyfriend, and him bringing you flowers just threw you over the edge; holding him tightly before letting him go as you place your flowers into your favourite vase.

Steve plops onto your couch with a pleased groan, before looking back at you watering your new prized possession with plenty of water. He watches you with pure adoration as you make your way over to him, snuggling into him.

“I love you so so much. Thank you for the flowers Steve, I really…” You kiss his cheek. “really…” You kiss his forehead “really think they’re pretty.” You kiss his lips softly.

Well, you try to anyway. You underestimated how hard it was to kiss someone when they’re so smiley.

Steve’s face is covered with a breathtaking grin as he takes in every kiss you give him gratefully, eventually giving in and kissing you back.

Love radiating off of the two of you as you giggle into your make-out session, holding one another as you lay on your couch.

[articulateimposter]

You were standing naked in front of your best friend as she stripped down as well. It was a bit jarring, honestly. You had seen each other naked before, sure, but it was mostly in passing--in locker rooms or during sleepovers. Never so... deliberately. By the time she finished undressing, the shock had worn off and you two were giggling. Grabbing each other's hands, you ran toward the dock, not even needing to communicate beyond the single action. You ran to the edge of the dock and leaped into the water as one, yelling out as you jumped. 

After the initial giggling and splashing each other in the water, you wound up floating on your backs, holding hands to keep from floating away from each other. You watched the clouds and mumbled to each other about the shapes once and a while, but mainly you were content to stay there and just be. And so you stayed floating until your fingers resembled prunes.