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v8mpstamp · 11 months

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"you gonna be quiet enough so i can fuck you?” risky sex with steve, parents across the hall😩

Hear me out reader cant sleep because they're too horny for steve (whom is asleep right beside them), unable to do anything about it in risk of his parents hearing them, that is till steve wakes up sensing their frustration and just as hot and needy as reader, teasing and making reader promise to keep quiet, bonus if they’re still spooning while fucking

Oh i’m hearing you out😩 might have gotten a little carried away hope you enjoy!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: MNDNI! 18+ smut, unprotected p in v sex

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you lay in Steve’s room, pressed against his bare chest, his parents just across the hall, clock hitting 2:42 AM.

You’ve been lying here horny and needy out of your mind for almost two hours. Steve’s snores, is the only sound that fill the room. Usually, his house is empty and you’d be rolling over to face him, waking him up and desperately telling him how wet you are for him, in which he responds with kisses and a smirk, immediately going to work, pulling you in and giving you whatever you need… but tonight you knew you couldn’t do that, you knew you couldn’t risk his parents hearing you guys. And you even told Steve earlier, when he was gripping your hips, whining into you, kissing down your neck that tonight he’ll have to wait :(, then promising that tomorrow, you guys can be as loud as you want in his empty house after his parents have left, but this time you were the one unable to wait, the throbbing between your legs growing stronger and stronger.

After what felt like eternity of you fluffing your pillow, shifting positions, and squeezing your legs shut waiting for that throbbing sensation to go away, you feel Steve’s grip on your waist tighten as he pulls you closer to his chest, your ass instinctively rolling into his hips, causing you to let out a very faint groan.

“baby what’s wrong?” Steve says in a sleepy haze, his breath hot on your neck, his hand moving just blow your belly button, the tips of his fingers resting on the waistline to your panties, toying with the small bow there. He knows exactly what’s wrong.

“mmm nothing” your body stiffens, as your caught off guard Steve woke up.

“why you so worked up? You dreaming about me or something?” he teasingly asks, voice sleepy, his hand slowly slipping into your panties.

You don’t even need to look at him to know a small smirk has formed on his lips as he places a kiss behind your ear, his cock going hard under his boxers.

“Steve” you warn in a whimper

“they won’t hear us” he asserted “you just gotta be real quiet for me, can you do that?” he coos, his fingers sliding down your heat.

You press your lips together, quieting the moans that want to escape, Steve’s finger barley grazing your clit “so wet, you been like this all night?” he questions in a pout, how could he leave you so needy like this :( his thick fingers soaking in your arousal.

“Shoulda told me sooner, cant have you like this and not help” he mumbles into your neck, his lips placing a soft kiss behind your ear again, his fingers moving down your slit, toying with the area, fingers spreading you open.

He brings his fingers to your poor needy clit and begins slow circles, clockwise, counter clockwise, clockwise, counter clockwise, the rhythm causing you to let out a pathetic moan.

He pulls away and you shudder at the absence of him.

“shhhhh baby gotta be quiet remember?”

“mmmm cant, it’s too hard” you protest in a pout

“i know baby doing so good already, you can do it” he praises, shifting so his hard cock presses against you once more, begging for you. “feel what you do to me? you gonna be quiet enough so i can fuck you?” he asks, voice low.

You practically beg, promising him just how quiet you’ll be for him, you need him and you need him now.

With that, he glides his pants down before sliding your underwear down your legs, your hands moving to help. His chest still pressed to your back he props your leg up with his knee allowing his tip to poke at your entrance, earning groans from the both of you as you try your best to stay quiet.

You turn your neck slightly so that your lips met his, letting his tongue explore your mouth, your hand reaching behind to grasp his length, swiping your thumb over his slit that leaks with pre cum causing his mouth to break from the kiss, mouth falling agape, his face burying into your neck.

He shifts his hips, his length running between your dripping folds, coating him perfectly as he rolls through you, a desperate whine escaping your lips when his tip catches your clit.

His large arms move to wrap around you, holding you in place, hips backing up till his tip meets your entrance once again, before moving back up and sinking inside of you. A shaky breath is released from Steve as he sinks in inch by inch, he can feel just how perfectly you clench around him, so wet and warm taking him so good.

He places small kisses on your shoulder as he begins to slowly pump, his hips rocking into you, his grip around you allows him to thrust perfectly inside of you, hitting your g spot. Moans forming like an army, fighting to be released.

You bury your face into his pillow, your eyes squeezing shut, hands griping his muscular arm, the noises of your wetness and his length sliding in out of you fill your ears.

Heavy breaths fall from him, quiet whispered grunts of praises and curses only you can hear fall out in a haze.

You’re so distracted on how good Steve is making you feel you almost forget about the company you have down the hall so you grab a fistful of his blanket, bring it to your mouth and bite down on it to muffle your moans, his thrust are slow but hard as he’s trying not to rock the bed too much, the sensation causing the knot in your stomach to grow, slowly building up.

Before you know it, Steve’s lips meet your shoulder again instead of a kiss, he bites down, not hard enough to hurt you, but hard enough to sting, muffling his moans as his cock twitches inside of you, his body giving in completely, loads of his cum shooting far up inside you his thrust becoming slower, you bite down on the blanket even harder, reaching your orgasm at the same time he did, your chests moving in synch, both of you trying to catch your breath in a quiet manner.

Your whole body flushed in heat, legs shaking, your pussy still pulsing from your orgasm. He slowly begins to slide out of you, a small amount of cum still escaping his tip as he grazes your walls, cum falling out of your hole and down your thigh, warm kisses are placed all over your back/ shoulder and up your neck till he eventually reaches your lips, his arms still holding you tight.

“I think we did pretty good what do you say?” he asks, feeling proud as he pulls away from the kiss, voice still low.

Turning your body towards him you reply “me too, at least we know how quiet we can be when we need too” smiling up at him sweetly, leaning in to place a quick kiss on his cheek before nuzzling into him.

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#smut #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington smut #steve harrington thoughts #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x reader smut #steve harrington x you #stranger things fluff #Steve harrington #Stranger Things #joe kerry #fluff #angst #steve harrington angst #eddie munson

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bebx · 2 years

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“So anyway, it’s getting crazy here in Hawkins. I was in a goofy goofy mood and k-worded a bunch of teenagers again 🤭🤭🤭 no biggie me thinks? Made Max float once and she was SOOO mad lmaoooo🤪 oh and guess what!!!! I think Robin is having a crush on Nancy!!! But Nancy might be still having a thing for Steve??!! Girl it’s INSANE 😭 anyway how’s California?”

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batbitten86 · 3 months

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the stupid fucking steve harrington smirk is back

#i’m screaming #steve harrington #steve harrington smut #joe keery #joe kerry #steddie

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thelostmagicians · 1 year

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Hugs | Steve Harrington

Summary: Steve Harrington hated hugs until you came along. [1.9k]

Fluff, comfort, slight angst, implied homophobia (against Robin)

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Steve Harrington hated hugs.

Hugs were meant to be soft and warm like ice cream on a sunny day, crackling fire on a chilly night, but to Steve they were anything but.

He blamed his aversion to hugs on the lack of affection he received as a child. He couldn’t recall a time when his father even gave him a simple pat on the back let alone a hug. And his mom, she tries, but when a rare ‘I love you’ slips past her lips it’s in the same tone she uses for the grocer at the store, so Steve can never tell if she means it.

Steve didn’t know the meaning of love until Nancy Wheeler broke his heart and Dustin Henderson nuzzled his way in with an unlikely friendship and demodog. Since then, he’s opened up his large and previously empty heart to a talkative Robin Buckley, Dustin and his group of ragtag friends, Nancy Wheeler (albeit it’s different now), a smidge for Jonathan Byers, and even Eddie Munson. Even though he loves his friends to the point of self sacrifice he can never seem to spare them a hug. He’ll give them an encouraging nod and an affectionate high five, but he’s never been able to engulf any of them in the warmth radiating off his chest. And Steve feels awful for this, he truly does. He felt awful when Dustin had to seek solace in Robin’s arms when Eddie was injured and when Lucas clinged onto Max’s hand while she was on life support. He knows they understand it isn’t anything personal, but he still wants to be able to show his feelings through a soothing hand hold or a comforting embrace.

The first time he sees you he's at Nancy’s house for a small gathering celebrating the completion of her and Jonathan’s internship at the big fancy newspaper in New York. You’re in the kitchen helping Nancy with the snacks, smiling wide at her full of sunshine and sparkle, a stark difference from the gloomy aura of Hawkins.

“I see someone’s caught your eye already,” Jonathan giggles, breaking him out of his trance.

Steve glances at you a final time before he turns to Jonathan and steals his drink.

“Hey, why can’t you just get your own?” Jonathan whines a little, the result of a smoke sesh with Argyle and Eddie slowly wearing off. Steve can tell he’s only got a few minutes left to question Jonathan about you before he sobers up and uses this to tease him in the future.

“Who is she? Don’t think ‘ve seen her here before,” Steve tries to act as nonchalant as possible, but he can tell he’s failing with the way Jonathan smiles.

“She’s mine and Nance’s friend. We met her at the internship and she wanted to visit here for a change of scenery. Isn’t that crazy, someone from New York finds a place like Hawkins interesting enough to visit?”

Steve nods in agreement, because why would someone like you, someone so full of light and everything good want anything to do with the drabby town of Hawkins.

“What’s her name?”

When Jonathan says your name loud enough for him to hear over Robin and Eddie’s loud chatter Steve gasps softly. He mumbles your name to himself thrice because it tastes sweet on his tongue, sweeter than the cherry popsicles he likes so much. You talk for the first time that night, nothing past basic introductions, but it’s enough for him to drive home with a smile on his face because he liked the way your lips looked when you said his name.

The first time you hug him he’s taken by surprise his body goes rigid and then pliant. He isn’t exactly reciprocating the hug, but he isn’t pushing you away like he would the others. He pulls back first taking a look at your disheveled appearance, Nancy had called him earlier frantically telling him you needed to be picked up from Creel House and he wasted no time coming to your rescue.

He brushes the dust off your shoulders as you huff in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry for this, Nancy told me to wait for her and Jonathan to get back but I wanted to see the house for myself. I thought I could handle it, but I guess it’s a little too creepy for me,” you explain sheepishly.

Steve chuckles awkwardly, still a little loopy from your hug, “Yeah this house isn’t for the faint of heart. We brought the kids here once to err- explore and we still have nightmares about it.”

Steve curses under his breath as you give him a curious look, pushing more details out of him. “There were just a lot of spiders, ya know and the history makes it creepy enough,” he plays it off like it was no big deal but he had an inkling you knew there was more to the story.

The second time you hug Steve it leaves him winded, but he decides he likes the feeling. He lets you hold onto him longer than last time and pulls back when you sneakily go to ruffle his hair. He pouts a little, hands swatting yours away while he tries to fix it the best he can without a mirror.

“Don’t worry Steve, you’re still the prettiest person in all of Hawkins,” you say giggling.

His cheeks heat up but he likes you too much to throw a fit about your teasing. You’ve gotten closer over the past few weeks, always bringing him and Robin lunch during work and he thinks he might just keep you.

Steve realizes you're a hugger when the first thing you do after you pick him up from the station is trap him in your warm arms instead of yelling like the others would have. He thought he was over high school bullshit, but he couldn’t hold himself back when Robin called him from Tammy Thompson’s house on the verge of tears because Tommy Hagan accused her for looking at a girl a little too long for it to be considered straight. He was fuming when he pulled up to the house, Eddie meeting him at the doorway trying to convince him to not make a scene. He tossed Eddie his keys telling him to take Robin home while he threw punch after punch at Tommy for making someone he loved feel unsafe.

He pushes you off gently trying to explain what happened but you shush him softly, eyes falling to Hopper as he claps him on the back a proud smile on his otherwise stoic face. Everyone’s waiting for him when he arrives at the Byers, Joyce with a first aid kit, Jonathan with a smug smile (probably reminiscing his first fight with Steve), and Robin with eyes full of love and gratitude. He lets everyone fuss over him that night before he falls asleep on the Byers’ couch with your hand holding his.

Steve lets you hug him often now, he rolls his eyes and huffs a bit, but allows it with the pretense of it being the last time. It never is, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

You’re on his kitchen floor passing a bottle of wine back and forth sharing core memories. The others have gone home already after the last movie ended but you seemed reluctant to leave, so Steve offered you the guest room and a pair of old pajamas.

“Do you have any happy memories, Stevie?” You ask gently.

Steve shakes his head, “Not really, didn’t really have much of a happy childhood I guess, the only one I can think about is going to my Nana’s for christmas, but she died when I was five.” Steve’s a little tipsy now absentmindedly spilling his heart out to you not thinking about the repercussions.

You smile sadly, “I know what you mean, sort of.”

Steve waves his hand urging you to go on. You sigh softly, “I’ve been almost everywhere and yet it feels like I haven't experienced anything. I have loving parents but I never feel like they love me for who I am, they only love me for what I am, you know? To them I’m more of a trophy, something crossed off on the path of life to show accomplishment. I told you I came to Hawkins to research small towns for a project, but I think that was just an excuse. When I met Nancy and Jonathan they spoke so fondly about everyone back home. They might’ve been in New York, but their hearts resided in Hawkins. I wanted to find that for myself and followed them here…and I think I did.”

Steve shoots you a soft smile full of hearts as your eyes fill with unshed tears. You try your best to scoot over in your tipsy state and fall into his lap resembling a clumsy hug. This time he doesn’t pull away.

It’s nearing summer break for everyone now. Nancy and Jonathan are heading back to New York in a few weeks to present a proposal to your guys’ boss in New York for a new paper about small towns with mysterious histories. They put together a portfolio with files full of research done by you, articles written by Nancy, and photographs taken by Jonathan. The kids are finishing up finals and making plans for junior year. Robin passed her first year at community college and he quit his job at Family Video to work at the station with Hopper. And you, you decided to stay back in Hawkins. Steve can’t find a better excuse than this to throw a summer party at his house.

The sun is shining, bellies are full, hearts are happy, and laughs are loud in Steve’s backyard. Steve opened up his pool for the first time since Barbara Holland’s death and he thinks it’s time he starts moving on. Everyone is in the pool having fun, everyone except you and Steve. You’re lounging on one of the chairs, Jane Eyre in your hand and a lazy smile on your face, so it was no surprise Steve chose to stay at your side.

Steve is terrified to bare his heart to you, to tell you how he really feels, he thinks he might as well hand you his heart and a hammer on a silver platter. But then he remembers the shy smile you had when you told him you were leaving New York for good and you were staying in Hawkins. He looks over to you, your book finally pushed aside in favor of watching your friends have fun and he can’t hold his feelings in any longer.

His fingers brush up your arm slowly making their way to pet at your soft cheeks.

“You know you’re the only one who’s allowed to hug me.” It’s a concealed declaration of love an I love you that only the two of you can decipher.

“I know.” I love you too.

Steve smiles shyly before gently cupping your chin and pressing his lips to yours in a much awaited kiss. He pulls back gently only to pull you into his chest. He squeezes you hard pouring all his love into the first hug he’s ever initiated.

Steve Harrington used to hate hugs, but not so much anymore, not when your arms feel like home.

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lengthofropes · 2 years

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...or Eddie Munson vs Joseph Quinn

#strangerthingsedit #eddie munson #joseph quinn #eddiemunsonedit #stranger things #joe kerry #steve harrington #st bloopers #stranger things bloopers #cowboycoven2 #useralison #useraurore #userange #tusersclara #userdorksinlove #tuserpris

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raiderlucy · 8 months

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"I know you think you're being funny Henderson, but considering everyone in this room has nearly died about a hundred times, personally, I don't find it funny in slightest-"

[based on this post]

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sustancy · 2 years

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#32 #steve harrington #stranger things #joe kerry

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sophemeva · 2 years

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Steve : hey, nancy did you meet my emotional support gay best friend?

Eddie : I am your boyfriend, steve

Steve : I was talking about Robin , you fucking idiot

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dimepdf · 2 years

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THE SWEETEST PIE. + EDDIE, STEVE

m.list / nav. / kofi. summary. when you agreed to attend the high school party with your two boyfriends, you expected the night to end differently. author's note. harrington fans 🤝🏾 eddie fans, come get ya'll fucking juice.

[ ❥ ] pairing. eddie munson x reader , steve harrington x reader

[ ❥ ] word count. 1.2K

[ ❥ ] genre. mature, pwp

[ ❥ ] warnings. language, mature theme, pet names, poly!reader, threesome, mature language, short reader, size kink, hair pulling, oral (m), teasing, pet names, King Steve, stomach bulge, unprotected sex, creampie, slight sub Steve, himbo harrington

Your boyfriends, Steve and Eddie, were always turned on by the fact that you were smaller than both of them, being 5’11 blessed with weird lanky torsos and long skinny legs.

As it was average height, it didn't stop Steve from making fun of his figure practically towering over you, calling you tiny and adorable.

As Eddie took the more annoying route, his nicknames were less cute and his gestures more touchy as he would wrap his arms around you and pick you up no matter the place. His favorite thing to do to you was lift you in his arms.

The night was your usual weekend routine as Steve would drag you and Eds to another party being hosted by one of his old basketball team members, though the party wasn't much for you and Eddie.

You both made an effort to participate in Steve's hobbies, as he would. Recalling how many times you both had to practically beg the guy to watch horror movies with you both.

The party was getting boring the minute you stepped inside. Tired of babysitting your same cup, you decided to be nosy and explore the nice house the music vibrated through.

You entered every unlocked room that wasn't occupied by a couple kissing or a group snorting and smoking. You shuffled through the random stranger's belongings, trying to distract yourself in what you mistook for the master bedroom.

Eddie and Steve were on your tail, taking advantage of the empty room to lock the door and fuck you against the expensive-looking mattress.

With Eddie sprouting something about eating the rich as he slipped a pricey-looking watch into the pocket of his jean jacket before crawling on the bed next to you.

Foreplay is not much of either boy's style; they’re both too horny when you’re around to take anything slow unless they were planning to tease you.

You watched through your lashes as Steve guided himself towards your mouth as your lips wrapped his cock, a sharp moan vibrating against his shaft, making his head lean back as he thrusted into your mouth and Eddie used his hand as a make-shift ponytail holder.

Grabbing a fistful of your hair, his other hand guided your ass to bounce with his thrusts, fucking you from behind.

It was common for you to be the fucktoy out of the threeway, both just preferring the feeling of being dominant as they stuffed you full. "Aw, pretty girl is struggling to take both of us at the same time, are we too big for you sweetheart?"

Eddie teased as he smacked the palm of his hand against your ass, a hum breaking from your lips at the sting as Steve adjusted his hands on both sides of your face to fuck your mouth better.

"She can barely even fit me in her mouth," Steve chuckled deeply, his chest heaving, Eddie laughing at you as well. All you could do was be their pretty little slut.

"Pull it together sweetheart, he really isn't that big." Eddie’s remark made Steve react as he snarled at his boyfriend, scoffing under his breath.

"Oh fuck you," he huffed, taking his frustration out on your swollen lips, thrusting against your tongue at a rough pace. "Been there, done that." Eddie teased, biting his bottom lip as he reached over your back and grabbed the back of Steve’s head.

You could only hear them kiss over you, if you weren't having your guts rearranged and your brains fucked out, you'd be teasing the two about their love.

Eddie flipped you over on your back as they released their mouths from each other, and Steve helped you angle your head up to watch as Eddie thrust himself inside of you once more.

His pace was brisk, and whimpers were being sucked from your throat. The feeling of complete sexual bliss built up as Steve watched, one hand fondling your breast while his other stroked his cock.

Your lips wrap around his length as you gently pull his hand away. Steve moaned as your tongue tickled his tip, his gaze fixed on Eddie's thrusts as he peered.

Eddie's strokes were toe-curling as he pressed his hand on the bottom of your stomach, feeling the outlined bulge that showed with every thrust. His mind went feral at the sight as he rammed into you hard enough to make the headboard smack repeatedly against the wall.

"Holy shit bunny, you're so small it looks like he’s going to break you." Steve praised, sending a warm feeling down to your core.

As you fell in sync with each other's thrusts, you could feel the knotted feeling in your stomach begging for a release as you whimpered. Your sucking became lazy as Steve fucked into your mouth a bit longer before he kissed your forehead and pulled out, jacking himself off.

"Look Eds, I think bunny’s getting close." Steve acknowledged your fucked face, your lips glistening with spit and eyes squeezed shut.

Eddie looked up at Steve with a knowing glint in his eye as his eyebrow corked. "I don't think I remember saying she could cum before us." Eddie was always the boyfriend to tease you the most until it became unbearable, Steve being the more submissive one.

You could get anything you wanted from him simply by asking; it was a duo you loved but despised when they would team up and tease you all at once. "Get to work, bunny, since you want to cum so badly." You practically growled under your breath in annoyance as your mouth latched back onto Steve's.

You were going to be merciless as you focused on his sensitive tip, trailing your tongue over the mushroom as you felt his thighs twitch against your cheek.

Licking a whimpering moan from your submissive boyfriend as he reached to hold both sides of your face, feeling his fingers trembling as he thrusted himself to touch the back of your throat, spilling in your mouth as you gagged, trying to swallow most of him.

"You’re fucking perfect." he panted, his face flushed as he pulled himself out of your mouth while you devoted your attention to Eddie. His forehead was sweaty and his bangs stuck to the front of his forehead.

You could feel his reaction inside of you as you lifted your thigh over his shoulder, angling him deeper inside you. The warmth sparked him, clutching your hips in pleasure as his rhythm began to fall.

His eyes shut and his mouth gaped, painting your walls with his cum as your orgasm came rolling soon after his.

You all valued aftercare–Steve more than anyone–the tall boy nuzzling into the crook of your neck as Eddie searched the bedroom's connected bathroom, naked, for a towel to clean you up with.

He wiped the sweat from his brow, while taking a mental picture of the cum that leaked out of you before wiping it away.

Steve chuckled to himself as you and Eddie glanced at each other, knowing your boyfriend was bound to say something stupid.

“So who do you think is bigger?” Steve chuckled as Eddie glared at him. “Shut the hell up Harrington, before you find out.”

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v8mpstamp · 4 months

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Take the call

Pairings: Steve Harringtons x female reader

Word count: 670

Warnings:P in v, unprotected, mutual masterbaition,

Summary: While Steve is buried inside of you he gets an important call from his boss, he takes it but the show must go on.

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It’s 7:15, the sun has just set, your back is to your boyfriend Steve’s mattress and he’s hovering over you, deep breaths and groan’s escaping his mouth as he pumps his cock deep into you, his hips moving at the perfect pace, your hips rocking with his, the bed frame slightly and quietly creaking to your rhythm. Everything’s perfect till the agonizing, blaring ring bursts it’s way through Steve’s landline. He doesn’t pause for even a second he just continues his pace, his lips finding your neck.

“don’t worry about it baby” he mumbles, placing kisses at the sweet spot of your neck,

“focus on me yeah?” he says, his fingers finding your clit to rub soft circles. After a few seconds the ringing stops… till only a few more seconds later the same ring blares through Steve’s room again. Once again he’s not phased, his mind is on you, he could care less about what’s beyond the other end of the phone. But you can’t help your thoughts, “what if it’s important?” you ask out to him, knowing he had missed important phone calls before because he was too busy pounding into you, and although your sweet Stevie assures you he rather be doing this than answering calls, you still feel at fault just a bit.

Eventually the ringing stops, of course only to pick back up again, blaring that familiar ring.

“You should answer it Stevie, could be for work” you give in, your soft eyes meeting his, a slight pout on your face. With a sigh he pulls out of you slowly, placing a kiss a top your forehead before quickly heading to his desk, picking up the phone and bringing it to his ear.

Steve mumbles nonsense across the other end, just by his tone you can tell it’s his boss calling about work. With a dramatic roll of his eyes Steve mouths “work”, exaggerating the words in annoyance, you can’t help but let out a giggle, eyes moving down his chest and waist where his hard cock sits, aching, begging to be back in you. It doesn’t help with the sight he has of you lying there spread across his mattress, legs open and waiting for him.

After a few minutes you can’t wait any longer and decide to take matters into your own hands, slowly inching your hand down till your fingers reach your clit to rub circles, causing you to moan which then causes you to place your palm over your mouth so his boss doesn’t hear. Steve’s eyes go wide once you reach your clit, eyes following your fingers before moving over to scan your whole body, he mumbles out careless answers and responses back to his boss not taking his eyes off of you for a second.

You sink two fingers in and pump them in and out, more moans escape your lips but you try your best to suppress them. He watches as you arch your back, his cock hurting, needing to be touched, instinctively he wraps his hand around his cock and moves it to glide over his tip, mouthed curse words fall out of him, his fingers grip the phone tighter and it presses even harder against his ear.

You’re feeling your climax build up, your pumping getting faster and faster, Steve’s grip on his cock tightens and he’s almost going the same pace as you.

His responses to the phone become almost incoherent, being said between groans as he tries to keep his composure.

“25th uhh… got it, yeah uh i’m writing it down” he speaks into the phone his head rolling back his hand still on his cock, he tries to keep his eyes on you the best he can but it’s just too much.

You’re so close, and you can tell Steve is too by the way his tummy is clenching and the pre cum leaking out of his tip. Finally the call comes to a end and Steve’s able to utter out a “Good Bye” to his boss , slamming the phone back down and at the same time you two reach your orgasm, letting it over take you completely, hot cum shooting out of Steve. Now able to make as much noise as you please you let out cries of Steve’s name, and in an instance Steve is crawling up the bed to hover over you, hands instantly finding your skin, his lips instantly finding yours as he plops his weight down on you, allowing your legs and arms to wrap around him, as he takes you in.

Master list:

#smut #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fic #steve harrington x you #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x reader smut #joe kerry #stranger things

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