Steve Harrington x Reader x Travis “Teacake” Meacham
A/N: After last night horniness from @tellcherhesgone this pairing came to my mind. It felt right to honor my duty by giving life to this idea. Thanks @keeryspullman for the name, I love it!
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·✶· Steve who starts off cocky and competitive, calling Teacake “bleach boy” but turns into a desperate mess the second you moan louder for him. He grips your thighs so tight, sucking your clit with perfect rhythm while glaring at Teacake like he’s ready to fight over your pussy.
·✶· Steve who eats you with perfect, focused technique: long, slow, flat-tongue drags from your entrance all the way up, then tight suction on your clit while his tongue flicks fast and precise right on the underside. Two thick fingers pumping and curling relentlessly against your g-spot like he’s memorized it.
·✶· Steve who gets possessive when he’s eating you: locking his arms around your thighs, holding you still so he can devour you exactly how he wants, moaning low and deep every time you clench around his fingers.
·✶· Teacake who gets sloppy and feral the moment it’s his turn, spitting on your clit, slapping your soaked pussy lightly, and tongue-fucking you like he’s trying to crawl inside. He can’t stop moaning about how wet you are for him.
·✶· Teacake whose technique is pure chaotic filth: messy, spit-heavy laps all over your pussy, rapid swirling circles on your clit, then suddenly stiffening his tongue to thrust deep inside you while his nose grinds against your swollen nub. He adds three fingers fast and scissoring, stretching you open.
·✶· Teacake who gets loud and sloppy, sucking noisily, humming vibrations against your clit, and occasionally pulling back just to slap your wet pussy lightly before diving back in even hungrier.
·✶· Steve who refuses to stay idle when it’s Teacake’s turn. He chokes your throat gently, kisses you deep, pinches your nipples, and trash-talks right in your ear: “He’s too messy, baby. You need me to make you cum properly.”
·✶· Teacake who gets even filthier when Steve is eating you: slapping your tits, biting your inner thighs, and whispering “Listen to how loud he’s making you… but I can make you louder.” Steve who smirks mid-lick and taunts, “Hear how she’s moaning for me, bleach boy? That’s how you eat pussy properly.” Teacake who fires back with his face still buried, voice muffled and cocky: “She’s dripping down my chin, Harrington. Keep coping while I make her squirt.”
·✶· Steve trash-talking while Teacake eats you: “Too sloppy, man. You’re just making her messy for me. Let a real man finish the job.” Teacake taunting Steve during his turn: “Look at you being all gentle. She needs it rough — move over and watch how it’s done.”
·✶· Steve who gets stupidly competitive but melts the second he’s between your legs. The moment you spread open for him he’s latched on like he’s starving, arms wrapped tight around your thighs, face buried so deep he can barely breathe. He eats you like it’s the only thing that matters, moaning desperately into your pussy every time you tug his perfect hair.
·✶· Teacake who turns into an absolute mess the second he gets a taste. Bleach-blonde hair wild as he buries his face in you, licking and sucking like he’ll die if he stops. He gets so desperate he’s grinding his hard cock against the bed while devouring you, moaning and talking filth the whole time.
·✶· Teaeve who lose all control when you tell them to work together. They press their faces in at the same time, tongues tangling and making out sloppily right on your clit and dripping hole, both of them moaning into each other’s mouths while tasting you.
·✶· Teaeve who start getting dangerously into each other the second their faces are pressed together between your thighs. Their tongues aren’t just on you anymore , they’re actively seeking each other out, sliding and licking along one another while they devour your pussy.
·✶· Steve who, mid-suction on your clit, turns his head just enough to catch Teacake’s tongue in a filthy open-mouthed kiss right over your swollen nub. He moans into it, the vibration shooting straight through you as he starts getting hard for both you and the man sharing your taste.
·✶· Teacake who gets visibly excited when Steve’s tongue brushes his. He leans in harder, making out sloppily with Steve while still sucking your clit, their lips and tongues tangling messily, trading your wetness back and forth like they can’t decide who they want more in that moment.
·✶· Steve whose competitive edge melts into desperate hunger. While his fingers are buried deep inside you, curling against your g-spot, he’s also licking along Teacake’s tongue and lips, groaning low every time they kiss deeper.
·✶· Teacake who starts grinding his throbbing cock against the bed harder the more he makes out with Steve on your pussy. He whimpers into the kiss, voice broken: “Fuck… you taste good mixed with her.”
·✶· Teaeve whose hands start wandering while they eat you. Fingers brushing against each other as they spread your thighs wider, occasionally gripping each other’s wrists or hair, pulling the other closer so they can kiss filthier on your clit.
·✶· Steve who breaks the kiss with Teacake just to look up at you with glassy eyes, lips shiny, and rasps, “He’s getting me so fucking hard right now, baby… but your pussy is still the main course.”
·✶· Teacake who gets bolder, sucking Steve’s tongue into his mouth while his own tongue is still flicking your clit, moaning loudly like tasting both of you at once is driving him insane.
·✶· Teaeve during the final team-up who press their faces together between your spread legs, cheeks touching, both tongues sliding and tangling right on your clit in a wet, open-mouthed kiss while they make out with your pussy in the middle. Steve in the team-up who focuses on your clit with that perfect suction and flicks while Teacake tongues your entrance, their lips brushing constantly as they switch and share every inch of your soaked folds. Teacake who goes feral, sucking your clit hard while Steve’s tongue joins his, both of them licking and kissing each other through your juices, fingers from both of them stretching and pumping inside you at the same time.
·✶· Teaeve who turn the team-up into the sloppiest, wettest make-out session on your pussy: tongues wrestling, lips sucking your clit together, moaning into each other’s mouths as you drip and gush all over them.
·✶· Teaeve together who become completely feral when you tell them to finish you at the same time. Both faces buried between your spread legs, tongues fighting and kissing each other on your clit, fingers stretching you open while they moan and whimper into your soaked pussy. They’re leaking in their jeans, hips rutting desperately against nothing, completely lost in making you cum.
·✶· Teaeve still throwing shade between moans. Steve: “Fuck… she clenches harder when I suck her clit. Teacake: “That’s because my tongue’s inside her. Keep up, King Steve.”
·✶· Steve who holds you down and keeps sucking through your orgasm, eyes glassy, face drenched in your squirt while he kisses Teacake through it, both of them greedily licking up every drop like they can’t get enough of you.
·✶· Teacake after you squirt all over both of them, grinning with a drenched face: “Told you I’d make her gush harder. You just helped me out, pretty boy.”
·✶· Steve who keeps licking you through the aftershocks, face shiny and dripping, eyes glassy with lust while he kisses Teacake lazily, sharing the taste of your cum between them.
·✶· Teacake after you squirt, still pressed close to Steve, licking the mess off the other man’s lips and chin before grinning: “Didn’t expect to like kissing you this much, Harrington…”
·✶· Steve who’s breathing hard, cock leaking in his jeans, and replies with a dark little laugh while still gently licking your oversensitive pussy: “Yeah… same. But we’re not done with her yet.”
·✶· Teacake who gets even whinier after you cum, face shiny and messy, pressing desperate kisses to your thighs and stomach while mumbling “Please… let us do it again. I need to taste you more. We’ll be so good for you, honey.”
·✶· Steve who pulls you into his chest after, stroking your hair and whispering praises while still half-hard and leaking, quietly plotting how he’s going to win the next round alone.
·✶· Teacake who cuddles up on your other side, face still messy, grinding his hard cock against your thigh and begging in that raspy voice: “I was better, right? Tell me I made you cum harder…”
·✶· Teaeve who stay hard and leaking for you long after, cocks throbbing and staining their boxers, both of them cuddling into your body, kissing your skin, quietly (and not so quietly) competing over who gets to rest their head closest to your pussy for round two.
Steve Harrington × Reader × Travis "Teacake" Meacham
A/N: okkk… so what prayers do I need to say to make this happen?
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·✶· Teacake who’s still panting, half-hard and slick from being buried inside you, but already eager for more. He shifts so he’s kneeling beside you on the bed, cock twitching as he looks down at you with those wide, hungry eyes. Steve mirrors him on your other side, thick and still glistening from you. You reach for both of them at once, wrapping a hand around each cock: Steve’s heavy and hot in your left, Teacake’s eager and leaking in your right.
·✶· Steve who groans low when your fingers tighten around him, hips pushing forward into your grip. “Fuck, baby… just like that.” His hand comes down to cover yours, guiding you into a slow, firm stroke while his other hand strokes your thigh. He glances over at Teacake, smirking. “Look at him—already leaking all over your fingers. You gonna make him lose it first?”
·✶· Teacake who whines softly at the contact, thrusting shallowly into your fist with zero shame. He’s messy immediately, precum dripping down your knuckles as he rocks into your touch. “Shit—your hand feels so good… tighter, please—yeah, like that.” He leans across you to kiss Steve messily, tongues sliding, while his free hand finds your breast and plays with your nipple. Every time you twist your wrist on the upstroke he moans into Steve’s mouth. You work them both in rhythm, alternating between long, slow pulls and quicker, tighter strokes near the heads. Teacake’s cock throbs wildly in your hand, slick and flushed dark. Steve stays rock hard, velvet-smooth skin sliding over steel, his abs tensing every time your thumb swipes over the sensitive head.
·✶· Teacake who breaks the kiss with Steve to look down at your hands, eyes glassy. “Both of us… fuck, look at her jerking us together. She’s got us so fucking wet.” He reaches down to help you, his fingers sliding over yours on Steve’s cock, making everything even slicker. His hips stutter. “I’m not gonna last if you keep doing that—Steve, she’s gonna make me come all over her tits if you don’t stop her.”
·✶· Steve who chuckles darkly, voice rough as he fucks your fist a little harder. “Good. Let her see how bad you want it.” He leans down to kiss you deep and possessive, then turns to bite at Teacake’s shoulder while you pump them faster. His hand leaves yours to tease between your legs again, fingers circling your clit in time with your strokes. “You’re doing so good for us, sweetheart. Keep going—just like that. Want to watch you make him fall apart first.”
·✶· Teacake who’s getting louder, hips jerking erratically now, spit-slick and desperate. “Baby—fuck—gonna—!” He comes hard with a broken moan, thick ropes spilling over your hand and across your stomach and breasts. He keeps thrusting through it, whimpering, eyes locked on the mess he’s making on your skin.
·✶· Steve who watches with dark satisfaction, still rock hard in your grip. He uses Teacake’s cum as extra lube, guiding your hand faster on himself until his thighs tense and he growls your name. He pulls out of your fist at the last second and finishes across your chest, mixing with Teacake’s release, marking you both at once.
·✶· Teacake who immediately leans down and starts licking it off your skin with messy enthusiasm, humming happily. “Tastes better mixed together… fuck, we made such a mess on her.” He glances up at Steve with a cheeky grin. “Your turn to clean her up next, Harrington.” Teacake who’s still buzzing with leftover energy even after everything, kneeling between your spread thighs while you lie back against the pillows, exhausted and blissed-out. Your body feels heavy and warm, every limb pleasantly sore as you watch them through half-lidded eyes. He glances at you with that eager little grin, then looks over at Steve. “She’s tired… but we’re not done yet, right? Let her watch us for a minute.”
·✶· Steve who’s still hard, cock heavy and slick from earlier, shifts closer on his knees so he’s facing Teacake right in front of you. His hand slides down his own length once before reaching out to wrap around Teacake’s cock too. “Yeah… let her see.” His grip is firm and sure as he strokes Teacake slowly, thumb swiping over the leaking head. Teacake’s breath hitches instantly. You watch drowsily, too spent to do more than breathe and enjoy the show. Your chest still rising and falling, skin marked with their earlier releases, thighs sticky. It’s hot in the laziest, most satisfying way.
·✶· Teacake who moans openly and reaches for Steve right away, his hand less coordinated but enthusiastic as he grips Steve’s thick cock. He presses closer so their shafts slide against each other in their combined fists, hot skin on skin, the heads bumping and rubbing together with every stroke. “Fuck… Steve—your dick feels so good against mine. Look how wet we both are.” He’s thrusting shallowly into their hands, chasing the friction, eyes flicking over to you every few seconds like he wants to make sure you’re still watching.
·✶· Steve who keeps his strokes steady and controlled, guiding Teacake’s hand on him while he works Teacake’s cock with long, slick pulls. The wet sound of their shafts rubbing together fills the room: messy, obscene. He leans in and kisses Teacake slow and deep, then murmurs against his lips, “She’s watching, Teacake. Show her how much you like feeling me against you.” His free hand reaches back to gently stroke your calf, grounding you even while he focuses on the man in front of him.
·✶· Teacake who’s getting louder, hips rocking faster, cocks sliding and pressing together in their fists. Precum mixes and drips down over their knuckles. “She looks so pretty like this… all tired and fucked out, just watching us jerk each other off.” He whines when Steve twists his wrist just right. “Gonna come again just like this—rubbing against you while she sees everything.” You let out a soft, tired hum of approval, eyes heavy but fixed on the way their cocks look pressed together: Steve’s thicker and flushed, Teacake’s twitching and leaking all over both of them. It’s filthy and intimate, the two of them putting on a show just for you.
·✶· Steve who smirks, picking up the pace, their fists working in tandem now. He keeps glancing over at you with dark, affectionate eyes. “You like this, baby? Watching us touch each other?” He leans in and kisses Teacake harder, their moans mixing as they rut into their hands. Teacake comes first with a broken whimper, spilling hot between them and over Steve’s fist. Steve follows right after, groaning low as he paints both their stomachs and Teacake’s cock with his release.
·✶· Teacake who slumps forward against Steve, both of them breathing hard, sticky and satisfied. He looks over at you with a lazy, blissed-out smile. “Did you like that, honey? We can do more if you want… or we can just come hold you while you rest.”
·✶· Steve who pulls Teacake in for one last slow kiss before they both crawl up on either side of you, wrapping you up in their arms. Their hands are still a little sticky as they gently stroke your skin, pressing soft kisses to your shoulders and neck. “Rest, baby. We’ve got you.”
Steve Harrington x Reader × Travis "Teacake" Meacham
A/N: Double the cock, double the praise…
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·✶· Steve who finally gives in after the first round and pulls you onto his lap, cock already slick and leaking. He sinks into you in one slow, deliberate thrust, groaning low against your neck, protective even now. “Still so fucking tight for me, baby,” he murmurs, voice a little rough but caring. “You good? Tell me if it’s too much after all that.”
·✶· Teacake who doesn’t wait his turn, he crawls right up behind you, pressing his chest to your back, hard cock sliding between your ass cheeks while Steve fucks you. He’s already talking, a little nervous but eager. “There’s room for both of us, right? Harrington, don’t hog her— I’ve been dying to feel this again.” His fingers find your clit and rub messy, enthusiastic circles in time with Steve’s thrusts, mumbling “Is this good? Yeah? Okay, good…”
·✶· Teaeve who lose their fucking minds the second they decide to share your pussy at the same time. Steve underneath you, buried deep and steady, while Teacake pushes in alongside him, eyes wide. “Holy shit— we’re both… inside her? This feels insane,” Teacake breathes, moaning brokenly at the slick friction of Steve’s cock rubbing against his. Steve keeps a protective grip on your hips, thrusting up with focused, controlled strokes.
·✶· Steve who stays competitive even balls-deep, gripping your hips firmly (but not bruising, he’s careful), thrusting up with those precise strokes while still checking on you. “Hear that? That’s me taking care of you, Teacake. Keep up, man.” His voice has that signature sarcastic edge, but there’s real affection underneath.
·✶· Teacake who gets overwhelmed and eager when he feels Steve’s cock sliding against his. He’s whining softly, thrusting with more enthusiasm than coordination, spit and sweat everywhere. “Fuck— she’s so wet. Taking both of us like this… I didn’t think it could feel this good.” He reaches around to play with your nipples, pressing messy kisses and little bites to your shoulder, still mumbling encouragement the whole time.
·✶· Teaeve who start kissing each other over your shoulder while they’re both inside you, tongues tangling a little awkwardly but sloppily. Teacake is the one moaning into it, surprised and into it: “Didn’t expect to like that so much…” Steve keeps the rhythm steady, protective, while their hips keep moving and their moans mix right next to your ear.
·✶· Steve who pulls out just to watch Teacake thrust in, then pushes back in right after, alternating strokes so you’re never empty. “Look at her face, Teacake. She’s falling apart for us.” His thumb finds your clit and rubs perfect, relentless circles, always the guy who knows how to take charge and make sure you feel good.
·✶· Teacake who gets desperate, grinding his cock against Steve’s while they’re both buried inside you, chasing friction. “She’s clenching so hard— I think I’m gonna… shit.” Steve just smirks, that competitive glint in his eye, and fucks up harder, determined to make you cum first while still holding you close.
·✶· Teaeve when you start cumming hard around both of them hold you tight between their bodies: Steve’s arms strong and reassuring, Teacake’s grip eager and warm. They kiss your neck, your shoulders, and each other, moaning praises while your pussy pulses and squirts all over their joined cocks.
·✶· Steve who keeps fucking you through your orgasm, eyes flicking to Teacake’s flushed face. “That’s it, baby. We’ve got you.” Teacake keeps thrusting a little sloppily, still caught up in the moment, turning it into a friendly race even while you’re shaking.
·✶· Teacake who pulls out at the last second and cums hard across your stomach and Steve’s abs, then immediately leans down to lick it off both of you with messy enthusiasm. “Tastes… good mixed together. Is that weird? I don’t care.” Steve’s hips stutter at the sight, and he finally spills inside you with a broken groan, still holding you protectively.
·✶· Steve who stays buried inside you after he cums, slowly grinding through the aftershocks while Teacake licks you clean. He kisses you deep and slow, whispering against your lips, “Round three is mine alone, sweetheart. Gonna show you what one guy who actually knows what he’s doing can do.”
·✶· Teacake who’s already half-hard again, face buried between your thighs cleaning up the mess, mumbling against your oversensitive pussy. “Like hell it’s just you. She’s gonna want both of us again — right, honey? I’ve got plenty left.” He’s earnest and eager, pressing soft kisses between words.
·✶· Teaeve who end up tangled around you on the bed, cocks still twitching, hands wandering gently, mouths kissing every inch of skin they can reach. Still quietly (and not so quietly) competing over who gets to pull you closest, who gets to taste you next, and who makes you say their name loudest in round three.
