f!reader x neighbor!steve
synopsis: ur best friend and next door neighbor steve calls u over one night when no ones home and the rest is history
genre/s: smut, friends to lovers, fluff
warnings: oral (m!receiving), fingering (f!recieving), spit play, finger sucking
a/n: i literally created this whole thing in my head as i was half dreaming when i woke up and HAD to write it
"ugh, could they be any louder?"
you throw your pillow over your ear in attempt to drown out the noise coming from the family gathering downstairs. usually you would participate, fake smile the whole time pretending you remember the aunt who claims she held you when you were a baby, grab a second plate of food even, but today you just weren't up to it.
right as you let out a defeated sigh your phone rings. you eagerly sprint to your desk to pick up.
"hello who is this?" you quickly speak up.
"i'm like your only friend who else could it be?" steve. figures.
"hey! i have more friends than just you, fyi. and all your friends are half your age! i don't wanna hear it" you can just imagine him placing his hand over his heart in an offened manner. "anyways, why'd you call? your best friend senses were tingling telling you 'she’s dying of boredom! call her! save her!' right?"
"i was just gonna ask you if you took my favorite jacket"
"i hate you" you nearly put the phone down before he blurts out.
"you can come over if you want. we can watch a movie or something, parents aren't home tonight-" you put the phone down immediately grabbing the jacket he was talking about, putting it on over your baggy tshirt, slipping on your old vans. you open your window and slip through it easily, shutting it behind you. you walk right over to steves front door and ring the bell
"that was fast- hey that's my jacket!"
"so what movie are we watching dude?" you brush past him, kicking your shoes off, throwing yourself onto the couch, already warm indiciting steve had been sitting there.
"i didn't really have anything in mind when i made the suggestion to be honest" he neatly places your shoes on the shoe rack.
"you already know what i'm gonna say"
"god no not grease" he pinces the brigde of his nose
"yes grease!" you put the vhs tape in and sit back on the couch, patting the spot next to you. "it's a classic"
"but we've watched it at least 10 times!" he protests, sitting next to you, the couch sinking beneath you.
"10 times too little, steve" you pat his cheek, turning your attention towards the tv.
about an hour has gone by and steve is fast asleep. you stretch due to sitting for so long. you turn to the boy beside you, chuckling to yourself.
"god he's so annoying, just falling asleep like this" you turn your body so you're completely facing him, your head resting on the couch. now that he's asleep like this, only silent breaths escaping his lips, you start to notice how pretty steve is. your hand reaches up towards his face on it's own, fingers tracing the beauty marks that adorn his face. you lightly rake your fingers through his brown locks, careful not to wake him up but he somehow begins to stir awake. before you can move your hand away, he's already looking right at you.
"hey.." hes mumbles sleepily.
"steve.. sorry i thought you were asleep. pretend i did-" before you can even finish your sentence, he leans in and presses his lips on yours. you're taken aback for a moment but you reciprocate, pulling him closer by his shirt with your left hand, your right finding it's way to caress his face. your lips move together in a slow, passionate rhythm as if you've both been waiting for this moment. he places his hands on your waist, bringing you onto his lap, deepening the kiss. you wrap your legs around his waist, arms around his neck, nails scratching the hair on the nape of his neck. at this point, the two of you are entangled just like your tongues as they fight for dominance. he tastes of coca cola with a hit of mint and it drives you insane.
you continue going at his lips as you slowly move your hand down to lift his shirt up, exposing his happy trail. he breaks the kiss momentarily, allowing you to pull it over his head. now this is a sight you enjoy. you've seen steve shirtless on multiple occasions, showing off his hairy chest whenever he can, but this time it has you feeling different. you feel your shorts beginning to dampen, praying he doesn't notice.
"steve..." you run your finger down his happy trail. you look up at him, blush creeping onto your cheeks at the sight of him and his pink lips completely swollen. you honestly can't believe this whole situation and what you're about to do. you slide off of his lap and drop to your knees between his legs. you hook your fingers onto his tight jeans looking up at him for approval, he can only nod his head, flustered. you eye his buldge aching to be set free so you do exactly that, unbuttoning his jeans, slowly pulling them down his thighs almost as though to get him worked up. steves breathing begins to pick up when you start to place delicate kisses to his thighs, tugging at his boxers. his cock springs up before you can even pull his boxers all the way down and you're practically salivating. you knew he wasn't small but you hadn't expected him to be this big.
"can you take it?" he looks down at you, almost as if he's making fun of you. you take this as a challenge, smirking back at him before you lick the base of his cock up to his leaky tip, making eye contact with every move. you place small kisses on the tip, kitten licking at his pre cum.
"can you take it, stevie?" you gently caress his thighs, watching his chest rise and fall harder as you begin to take him into your warm mouth.
"god" he throws his head back, his body filled with pleasure as you work your mouth on his aching cock. his hand finds its way to your head, stroking your hair, almost as a way of telling you you're doing such a good job. you look up at him through your lashes as you remove him from your mouth. he pouts for a moment before it turns into a look of awe as he watches you gather saliva in your mouth and spit onto his sensitive tip, saliva dripping down your chin. you pop him back into your mouth, sinking all the way down to where his hairs are lightly touching the tip of your nose.
"you're killing me right now baby" his thighs begin buckling under your grasp. the hand he had soothing your head was now pushing your head down, attempting to reach his climax. you feel him twitch in your mouth so you begin to palm his balls to get him there in the best way possible. his soft grunts turn into whimpers and moans, calling out your name, begging for release. "please, please, i need to-" with one final hollowing of your cheeks he releases right into your mouth, cum leaking at the corners of your lips. you let his cock spring out of your mouth, quickly licking up the rest of his cum.
"you're crazy girl," he pulls you back up onto his lap. "and so fucking perfect" he brings his thumb up to your lips, wiping his juices off before placing his thick finger into your mouth. you swirl your tongue around, sure to get every last bit of him. the moment is so intense and intimate you have no room to think about how this is steve harringtons finger you're sucking. your best friend since childhood.
he removes his finger from your mouth, straightening out your hair as he presses his warm forehead to yours. you lean in for another passionate kiss. he tastes himself on your tongue and it only makes him even crazier about you. his hands run underneath your tshirt, feeling that you have nothing else on. he traces delicate patterns on your waist as your kiss gets deeper and needier. he begins to slowly pull your shirt up, breaking the kiss to remove it completely, your plush tits now face to face with him. as much as he wanted to suck on them to his hearts content, he had something else in mind.
"can i return the favor?" he kisses your cheek, finding your look of confusion adorable. "turn around f'me"
you adjust yourself so your back is now pressed to steves chest, his soft chest hair giving you goosebumps. he grabs your legs and places them so that they're swung over his thighs. he grab the waistband of your shorts, whispering in your ear.
"can i?” you nod your head quickly and he slides your shorts down your smooth legs and tosses them somewhere in the living room. your throbbing clit out in the open combined with the feeling of his stubble tickling your shoulder as he peers over to get a good look at you sends shivers throughout your body. "look how pretty" he utters under his breath. he brings his fingers to your silky folds, other hand fumbling with your breasts. you instantly throw your head back onto his shoulder, pressing your back to his chest. his fingers begin to rub slow circles on your swollen clit, each circle earning moans from you.
"oh steve..!" you breathe out, you hand reaching to grab his larger forearm to keep you grounded. he starts tracing patterns on your tummy as his fingers swirl around your sensitive bud in such a delicious way that makes you feel like you don't need anything else but steve.
"feels good doesn't it baby?" he whispers into your ear, the new pet name forcing a whimper to escape your lips. he slips his middle finger into your warm hole as he palms your clit. you become a moaning mess, the pleasure too much for you to handle, your grip tightens on his forearm, nails digging into him as your other hand shoots back to his broad shoulder. he then slips in his ring finger too, squelching sounds filling the room. you begin rocking your hips up to his hand to relieve yourself of the huge knot in your stomach.
"faster steve! p-please!" you can barely keep your composer, the hand you had on his veiny forearm now guiding his fingers deeper into you, hitting that perfect spot every time. each pump of his thick fingers has the knot in your stomach growing bigger and bigger.
"let go. cum for me, hm?" he presses deliberate kisses on your neck, sending you over the edge. with one final pump of his fingers, you release, coating him with your cream.. you try to retain your breathing, completely fucked out from those fingers of his. fingers you'd never imagined would be knuckles deep inside of you.
"god steve we should've been doing this ages ago" you relax into his chest, replaying it all in your head.
"i didn't know you felt the same way" he brings his slick fingers up to your mouth. "open" you comply once again, licking up your juices.
"of course i feel the same way steve, you mean the world to me" you turn to look at him for the first time in a while. he caresses your cheek gently, placing a kiss to your damp forehead. "i love you steve" you whisper. he blushes, burying his face into your shoulder in an attempt to hide it. you can only giggle at his shyness.
"i love you." he presses another kiss to your shoulder. "now let's go clean up yeah?"
