𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓘𝓽
Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!reader
Word Count: ~1.2k
Summary: Just riding the hell out of Steve
Warnings: SMUT! Cowgirl position, unprotected piv, Steve is lowk pathetic oops, reader is a lil mean, I think that's all
The heavy breathing cuts through the silence of Steve's bedroom.
The two of you were talking about anything under the sun, laughing and being all cute. That was until your boyfriend decided he wanted to kiss down your neck, run his hands up and down your body, and pull you into his lap.
Now, your lips are all over his, kissing him deep while your fingers tug at his hair. You let out a soft laugh when Steve ruts his hips up against yours, looking for any friction through the fabric of his pajama pants.
"Don't laugh." He practically whines, his hands grasping at your sides in something close to desperation. "C'mon, baby..." He whispers as your tongue slides around his. "Need you."
You let out a little hum, but you make no effort to do anything more right now. You run your hands down his chest, reaching the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head.
He pulls your shirt off next, throwing it haphazardly somewhere in his room. He reaches up to touch at your breasts, covered by your bra, but you take his wrists and press them into the mattress. He lets out a whimper. A real whimper at your teasing, looking up at you with wide eyes.
"Oh, what's wrong, Steve?" You coo at him, grinding down against him and smiling slyly at the gasp he lets out. "Please, please, baby. Please, I need you." He pants, gripping at the mattress and trying not to just cream his pants right now.
You cup his cheek and lean down to kiss his lips again, still grinding against him. The whimpers Steve lets out make your head spin. He's so adorable like this, it makes you wonder why you don't do this more.
"Ae, you poor thing. So needy, aren't you?" You coo again, smiling as he pulls away from the kiss to look up at you with big, desperate eyes. "What's gotten into y--" You kiss him again, and he immediately melts into it.
"Don't know." You mumble against his lips, still rocking against him just enough to make him feel good but not enough to get him off just yet. He grabs at your hips, letting out moans against your lips.
"Please... please, please, please." He gasps into your mouth, and you decide you can't tease him for much longer. Not when he's begging so sweetly and already so pent up.
You run your hands down his chest and crawl off his lap while you unbutton his jeans and slowly unzip them. He lets out a shaky breath, lifting his hips off the mattress when you start tugging on his jeans and boxers.
You pull them both off, Steve's heavy cock slapping against his stomach and leaking precum. He's already throbbing, absolutely aching for you. You throw the rest of your own clothes off and immediately go to line his tip up with your glistening entrance.
Steve is about to tell you he wants to get you ready for him first, but you sink down all the way in one motion, moaning out as your arms wrap around Steve's neck.
It takes everything in him to not come on the spot, his head tipped back as you begin moving up and down. It feels like he's splitting you open, but it also feels so amazing.
Steve lets out little pants, moans, and whimpers as you bounce on his cock, your tits right in front of his face nearly driving him insane. "Baby, you're so-- f-ah..." He tries to get a sentence out. He really does, but you just feel too good. He can't think straight.
"You like that?" You moan out, holding his jaw as he looks up at you with his eyes already glossed over. He nods, looking up at you and nearly passing away right then and there.
You look into his dark brown eyes, smiling softly as you pull your bottom lip between your teeth. "So big, Steve. Fillin' me up so good." You moan, using your free hand to hold his shoulder for leverage.
"Please. M'not gonna last long. Not-- Not like this." Steve whimpers, sliding his hands over your body for a moment before wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight.
"Just-- Hold on a bit longer.." You pant, leaning forward more to bounce faster, your tits right in front of Steve's face. He immediately presses kisses to your hot skin, letting out the sweetest little whimpers against you.
Knowing now that you're not as close as he is, he slides a free hand down your body, his thumb finding your clit as he looks up at you, looking for approval. "F-feel good?" He whimpers, rubbing it fast but not hard.
You nod, still holding his jaw as he looks up at you. His eyes are wide, staring at your face while his hair bounces, the bed creaking and his hips beginning to move in time with yours.
"Love you... I love you, I love you, I love you, I l--omph." You press your lips to his, sliding your hands into his perfect hair. The slapping sound of your ass against his thighs over and over fills the room.
"M'close, Stevie." You moan against his lips, and Steve pulls away from the kiss to lean his head back.
You kiss down his neck, and Steve can't help it anymore. He's so desperate, so in love with you, so pleasured by every little thing you do. He lets out a loud moan, burying his face against your shoulder as hot ropes of cum fill you up. You slow down, but Steve shakes his head.
"Don't stop. Don't, please. N-not until you-- until you come too." He gasps, eyes glazed over with impending overstimulation. You continue to move, and Steve's thumb rubs faster and harder over your clit.
"Keep-- umf-- just like that, just like that, just like that, ju-" You cut him off with a kiss once again, pulling away with a little breathy giggle. "You talk too much, handsome." You whisper, and he can't help but smile at your teasing.
"M'sorry, you're just-- ah-- so perfect." He groans, his dark eyes wide as your legs begin to shake and your movements start to falter. "Gonna come, baby. Gonna-- mhm..." You moan, your movements growing rougher for a moment before they stutter and then stop as your orgasm hits you like a train.
You gush around Steve's sensitive cock, riding through the waves of pleasure before the two of you both slump together. You move off of his lap, letting out a shaky little sigh as Steve slips out of you. He slides down against the pillows, laying flat on his back and turning only his head to look at you.
You lay down next, turned on your side with your head and hand resting on Steve's chest. "You can get mean, baby. A damn tease." He says with a soft laugh, his hand finding your lower back and running his hand over your skin.
"Sorry. I don't know what got into me, honestly. I was just--" "No, no. I liked it. That was so damn hot." Steve cuts you off, a drowsy smile on his face.
"I love you, baby." Steve whispers, running his hand up your back to cradle your head against his sticky chest. "Love you too, Steve." You whisper back just as softly.
"And you're hot when you're pleading." You add, feeling Steve's skin heat up and letting out a little laugh. "You're a bully, y'know that?" He smiles, stroking over your hair and already about to doze off.
Okay do we like this? I thought it was decent so yeah ^-^
