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Kiss Me Again -Steve Harrington x Reader, Enemies to Lovers

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POV: you and Steve Harrington have not been able to stand each other ever since things didn’t work out with him and your best friend, Nancy Wheeler. What happens when the two of you are stuck in hiding overnight? 

Note: honestly, maybe you could describe this as fluffy? not sure how to categorize this. little enemies to lovers lead up blurb to imagine. 

“We’re going to have to split up,” Nancy said looking to the very exhausted looking group. “It’s important that anyone watching us thinks nothing is going on, so just lay low for the rest of the night. But no one should be alone.”

“We’ll do pairs.” Steve had suggested.

“I’m with Mike, obviously,” Nancy said, indicating her brother who lived in the same home. “The same goes for Jonathan and Will.”

The boys nodded.

“Dustin?” she said looking over to him.

“He’ll stay at my place.” Lucas chimed in.

“Okay, perfect. So that just leaves…”

You looked around. There was only one other person in the room without a partner.

Well, fuck.

The car ride to Steve’s place was deadly quiet. He drove, you turned your head away from him and looked out the window.

“My parents are out of town,” Steve explained, breaking the silence. “So there’s plenty of rooms for you to sleep in comfortably.”

You didn’t respond.

“I’m worried about the others, but Nance was right. We have to lay low.” he tried again.

You cringed hearing him call her Nance. Fiercely loyal to your best friend, you didn’t feel he had the right to call her that after their break up.

He noticed your mood shift from bad to worse as he pulled up in front of his house and stopped the car.

“Okay, look. I know you’re not really my biggest fan…” he started.

“How did you guess that, Harrington?” you replied.

He sighed, scratching the back of his head, a little frustrated.

“I get it, okay. You’re Nancy’s best friend. But we ended on her terms, I didn’t-”

You turned suddenly to look at him. “You were always bad for her. I’m glad it ended on her terms.”

“How was I bad for her?”

“A privileged guy like yourself with no care in the world for your studies, getting Nancy to shot gun beers with you and make an absolute fool of herself”

“Come on. That was one time. A lot has changed,” he said, gesturing around with a hand. “Obviously.”

He sighed. “You know, we all had to do some rapid growing up around here. I’ve learned and grown a lot since you last bothered to have a civilized discussion with me. I’m not- I’m not just some jerk that you used to go to high school with. I think you’d like me if you got to know me.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, “Can we go inside now?” you asked, ignoring his words that had a greater impact on you then you’d like to let on. “I need a shower.”

…

You followed him into his home, irritated at the sheer size of it. You hadn’t been here since high school, when Steve was hosting parties that Nancy was dragging you to.

He led you upstairs, you walking with your arms tightly wrapped around yourself the whole time. Truth be told, you were pretty uncomfortable. Covered in…what do you even call it? Upside down guts and slime? And everything in this place was so pristine. You cringed at the thought of getting anything dirty, and you hated being in this position with Steve.

Steve indicated a door to your right, “Showers in there, towels are in the cupboard. Take your time,” he gestured down the hallway “If you need me, if anything happens, I’m just going to go use my parents’ shower down the hall.” You looked at him nervously, suddenly shaky at the thought of being alone. If anything happens, he had said, because it wouldn’t be surprising if someone had followed the two of you whilst you were trying to lay low.

“We’re safe here.” Steve said. “I’m sure of it.”

You nodded, vunerable despite your determination not to be in front of him.

He turned and made his way down to the master bedroom.

You were grateful for the shower, but there was something insanely intimate about realizing you were in his bathroom, using his shampoo and body wash. It smelled clean, that boyish musk that normally made you blush around guys, and a hint of eucalyptus. And it was all over you now.

You wrapped yourself up in a plush blue towel, and looked wearily at your grimy clothes. There was a sudden knock on the door that made your skin crawl and your body flinch as you accidentally let out a yelp, still obviously totally on edge.

“Woah!” you heard Steve’s voice on the other side. “Y/N! It’s okay! It’s just me.”

Your heart was pounding, wrapped in your towel, you threw the door open, with one hand, using the other to hold up the fabric.

“Harrington! What is wrong with you? You scared me!”

He was damp from his own shower, hair falling around his head in a towel-dry mess. Fresh cotton tshirt and a pair of lounge pants.

“Jesus. I’m sorry, y/n.” he said, eyes darting everywhere, unsure of where to look, reminding you that you were just in your towel and making you blush, closing the door between you a bit more so that you were only looking at him through a smaller opening.

“What is it?” you asked, your voice coming out a little higher pitched than you’d wanted.

He held out some folded clothes. “I thought you might want something clean to change into.”

That you could not say no to. You swallowed hard. “Thanks.” you managed, before snatching it out of his hand and shutting the door in his face.

When you emerged from the bathroom in Steve’s pajamas, he was approaching you again with a few folded blankets.

“Get some sleep,” he said, passing it over to you. “We’ll need it.”

You nodded.

“There’s a guest bedroom downstairs, but if you want to be a little closer-”

You rolled your eyes almost reflexively. He sighed.

“If it would help you sleep easier, you can always sleep in my parents bedroom.”

“I’m fine, Harrington. Not afraid of the dark.” you said, unconvincingly.

“With all the shit we’ve seen,” he said softly “it would be okay if you were.”

You turned on your heel, not saying a word in reply, and made your way to the odd and unfamiliar room you were meant to sleep in tonight.

A few hours later, and you were still wide awake. The room was too big, and so was the bed. So many corners for your gaze to look uneasily onto. The large windows and the sounds of the trees bustling in the wind. It was true, what Steve had said. You couldn’t really help but be afraid of the dark after everything they’d seen together.

You glanced over at the clock ticking loudly on the Harrington’s bedroom wall. 3 AM. If you didn’t get any sleep tonight, you’d be in bad shape for whatever you were dealing with tomorrow.

You needed to swallow your pride to do what you were about to do.

You felt ridiculous as soon as your feet hit the floor, but when considering again staying all night alone in this bedroom, you knew what you needed.

Steve’s door was slightly ajar, and you found him laying on his stomach, hair in his face as he slept with his hand hanging off the side of his bed, mouth slightly open.

“Steve?” you called out quietly.

Proving to be a light sleeper, he raised his head immediately, a bit startled.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?” he asked, rolling on to his side and propping himself up on an elbow, ready to move.

You felt so insanely stupid. You wished it was anyone else, but right now you could hardly be picky. And he’d been good to you all night.

“Everything is okay,” you said quietly. You cleared your throat. “But…”

He looked at you with a sincerity that regrettably, threatened to make you melt a little.

“What is it, y/n?”

“I just…I can’t sleep and I…” you couldn’t even say it.

Steve scooted over and raised his blanket, inviting you in.

“It’s okay, come here.”

You thanked him silently for not making you say it. And crawled into bed. You could feel the warmth radiating off his body, and did everything in your power to make sure no part of you was touching any part of him as you rolled over to face the opposite direction. But you relaxed. It was much better in here than alone.

A sudden, sharp noise made your body seize up as you were instantly upright in bed, chest rising and falling rapidly with your breathing as your heart began to pound. 

“Hey, it’s okay, listen!” Steve exclaimed, rising to comfort you, putting a hand on your shoulder. “It’s just thunder. It’s raining outside, look.” 

You did. He was right. You were safe. 

You looked over to him, the tears brimming your eyes as you came down from the panic. He looked so genuinely concerned for you, so ready to comfort you if you would only let him.

You let it all go as you lowered yourself back into bed with him, allowing him to hold you without a word. 

Laying with your head resting on his chest, you could hear the sound of his steady heart beating. You let the sound soothe you. 

And you weren’t sure what it was that compelled you to tilt your head up and look him in the eyes, but they were so sincere. You didn’t know they could be. But they were dark with something more, a question, the shadow of desire. He swallowed thickly.  

And despite everything you thought you felt about him, you found yourself leaning, as if gravity was pulling your lips towards his.

The kiss was slow, and new. It had the hesitation of strangers. But soon you melted into him with a great sigh of passion as he tightened the arm around your waist and kissed you deeply.

You pulled apart in wonder. 

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I shouldn’t have-not if you didn’t want....I can be such an ass-” 

“Steve.” you whispered, cutting him off. “Kiss me again.” 

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Smutty pt. 2?? I’m thinking soft and sensual....??!

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Friends With Benefits PT. 2- Steve Harrington x Reader

…in which finds out about you and Steve’s friends with benefits arrangement. Featuring a whiny side to Steve that I didn’t know I needed.

You can read part 1 here for some more content, but it’s definitely not necessary to understand this one.

Warnings: unprotected sex (don’t do that shit irl), getting caught in the act (?)

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When it came to your little secret arrangement with Steve Harrington, there were ups and downs to the whole “secret” element.

Truth be told, as if the sex wasn’t good enough already, the sneaking around made you two all the more horny for each other. It was all about questions like what could you get away with? Who might walk in on you? When and where could you bang one out without alerting anyone else?

Steve was pretty reckless about it, only really contributing to the sneaking when he was talking dirty, teasing you about staying quiet or “…maybe he should fuck your face instead and that will keep you quiet”, or holding his hand over your mouth, or whispering to you at work about things he wanted to do to you later. And this sneaking behavior he only did to make you hornier. Not really to help.

So it was you who had to keep it together, or at least try to. And so it was you who had to use your best judgement when Steve was trying to get into your pants in the apartment that you and Robin shared.

You’d told him countless times, only when Robin had a shift on her own, and only when you knew for certain when she was going to get back. Not during lunch breaks, not on weekends when she would head out for an indefinite amount of time, not when she was just out to pick up something and come back and other such rules.

This meant most of your little escapades happened via quickies in the back of the video store when Robin didn’t have a shift, fooling around frequently in the back of his car, or on the very few days the two of you were home, and Robin was at work.

But of course, sometimes you slipped up. Because Steve was so damn convincing. Especially with his hands. And so, at times like today, against your better judgement, you’d end up on Steve’a lap in yours and Robin’s shared living room sofa.

You were straddling him as he sat upright, jeans unbuttoned and his hard member already sprung out. You had admittedly worn the skirt on purpose today, hoping to end up in this sort of situation, and also just aiming to drive him crazy all day as you bent over to pick things up at work, leaned over the counter, etc.

As you stroked his cock with one hand, and supported yourself with the other by placing it on the sofa behind his head, you whispered to him “We shouldn’t be doing this right now” half because you knew it would drive him insane and half because it was totally true. You don’t know how he got you here on the sofa (not even in your bedroom, god dammit!) with your panties tucked smugly in his back pocket and his dick fully out, as he quite literally started verbally begging you to ride him. You’d already started to leave a wet stain on his jeans from all that begging. He would abandon his pride in a second to make you horny and have his way. So he’d pouted and thrown back his gorgeous head of hair, and said “Please, y/n. I need you.”

But Robin was just out to grab the three of you a bite to eat, and would be home so soon.

But you were too far gone to stop now. He looked you straight in the eyes with those gorgeous brown puppy dog irises of his and said “Please” once more.

You couldn’t say no to that. You took his cock and lowered yourself on to it, the two of you gasping in unison as you adjusted to the feeling. It was almost too much when you began rocking your hips into him.

He dug his fingers into your hips as he guided you, thrusting up with his own pelvis and making you moan. You leaned over him and bit his shoulder to prevent yourself from screaming, and knew his little whiny act was such bullshit, the two of you both knew who really was in control here. He had you riding him on the sofa just like he wanted.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed. You’d been breathlessly rushing to your climax, you knew he was close but holy shit, you were closer. “Look at me,” he’d demanded and locked those brown eyes into yours. “I want you to look at me when you cum for me, pretty girl.” And so you did as you were told, letting out a long breathy moan as the clenching of your body around him sent him to his own climax and filling you with warmth. Over the sound of the both of you moaning, you hadn’t heard the keys turning into the door. You’d leaned over to kiss him when you’d heard Robin screech.

“Holy shit- what the fuck?!” and your head snapped up to meet her awkwardly averting her eyes, jaw on the ground, the bags of fast food fallen on the ground and her hands up to shield her gaze.

You’d scrambled off of him, falling completely off the sofa as he stood and struggled to tuck back into his jeans and turn around to face her as you stood, skirt now back in place.

“Robin!” he’d exclaimed, trying to sound natural “Hey..” his voice cracked and the three of you stood there stunned.

Finally, Robin burst out laughing. “Holy shit,” she said gasping for air. “There’s no fucking way you two—oh my god.”

You and Steve looked at each other stunned, for a moment. He was quick to blush, and now you were too.

“Shut up!” you exclaimed playfully, tossing a throw pillow at her.

“Woah- ew. Get that away from me!” she teased back.

You blushed again, remembering the sofa and covering your face with your hands.

“You.” she said, pointing to Steve. “You owe me a new sofa.”

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Pt. 3??? In which we discuss Steve’s feelings perhaps??? Hm….?

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Steve Harrington “friends to lovers” trope would include:

Him insisting on driving you everywhere in his car, even though you could almost always borrow your mom’s car and drive yourself

You having a history of being jealous around the handful of girls he had brief flings with

Him secretly catching you getting moody about them or any other girl he brought up and totally loving it

Steve taking every opportunity to lend you his sweatshirt or jacket

You taking every opportunity to “forget” a sweatshirt or jacket on a chilly day

Oh and the smell of his sweatshirts, a mix of cologne, a little hair product and the inside of his car. God, you loved that smell.

And he loved the lingering smell of your perfume when you’d return it to him.

His and your parents being used to having the two of you around at each other’s houses, and secretly gossiping amongst one another about when you two would just date already

Frequently being referred to as each other’s significant others in teasing moments from friends, both of you secretly loving it

Hugs that linger too long

Getting caught staring at each other

Fingers touching when you’d pass anything to Steve, and your blush when it would happen

Him running up behind you in hallways and wrapping his arms around you to lift you off the ground and make you laugh, but everyone around you saw through it as a super flirty gesture

Always insisting you were “just friends”

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currently accepting steve harrington requests (smut, one shot, whatever) if you have a request for another stranger things character shoot your shot, I might go for it too

Edit: if you’re going to request, you need to be 18+. do me a favor and indicate that in the request! All requests submitted prior to this edit will unfortunately need to be resubmitted after reading this.

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Jealousy, jealousy

steve harrington x reader

POV: your ex, Steve Harrington, is attempting to conceal his jealousy when you announce you have a date with Robin tonight.

-takes place in season 3

-short, toxic little blurb

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*gif not mine, credits to user: steves-slut*

“Y/N! I sure could use some help cleaning up this mess out here.” Steve called back, annoyed, as he locked the entrance to Scoop’s Ahoy and picked up the mop.

You opened the door and poked your head in from the back room, “I’m off the clock, Harrington. I have been for thirty minutes. In fact,” you said, glancing down at your watch. “I need to head out soon or I’m going to get stuck in traffic.”

“Woah, hold on.” Steve set down the mop, taking you in. He didn’t realize you were back there changing out of your uniform and putting on makeup you weren’t wearing when you started your shift.

Your hair was teased, your lips were pink, he could smell that you had just reapplied your perfume, a scent he was all too familiar with and all too entranced by. You were going on a date.

“Where are you going all dressed up?” he asked, trying to sound casual, but hopping quickly over the counter to meet you, where you stumbled back from him.

You glanced at your watch quickly again when you answered, “A date.”, unsure if you could meet his gaze.

“Who’s the guy?” Steve asked.

You smirked. “Robin.”

“Robin?” he replied, a little caught off guard. “Well cool, I guess. Cool.” He cleared his throat.

“Jealous, Harrington?” you couldn’t help yourself, though you knew it was flirty and you shouldn’t be. You and Steve had gone down this path before, and it didn’t work out. You’d stayed friends, too attached to properly leave each other’s lives, but that wasn’t necessarily perfect either. The two of you were frequently flirty, confused, or frustrated with one another from situations just like this one.

It made you feel a little guilty about going on a date tonight with Robin, someone the two of you both cared a lot about. But Robin knew the situation when she asked you out, and you imagined, that just like you, she simply needed to put herself out there. It was worth a shot, since you were both lost in love. It was worth it for both of you to have a little fun, get your mind off things, and try try try again to forget those you’d loved before.

He looked away, awkwardly . “No,” he replied uneasily. “I-well, it’s just that…”

“Yes?” you asked, stepping into his space, knowing exactly what you were doing, watching his Adam’s apple bob nervously as he swallowed. His hand absentmindedly reaching out to trace your arm as you looked up at him.

“It’s just that…” he trailed off again as the two of you drew nearer, faces soon inches away from each other, his head ever so slightly bent downwards to reach you. It seemed up to gravity now. He cleared his throat, and you blushed, stepping away from him as he looked the other way, dropping his hand from your arm.

“Have fun, y/l/n. Show our Robin a good time.” he said in a low, unreadable voice, turning back to the store and continuing on with his work as you walked shakily out the door.

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kinda tempted to make a pt. 2 here, or turn this into a smutty situation….what do y’all think

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Friends with Benefits-Steve Harrington x Reader

AN: New acc, first time smut writer. Basically I’m writing down the fantasy that damn Steve Harrington inspired when I was binging season 4.

This isn’t a full sex scene, more like some smutty flashbacks.

Also, yes I know. Will and Jonathan wouldn’t be there. Just…pretend. For me, ok?

Content warnings (?): Smut, Penetrative sex? I’ll learn as I go, guys.

Steve x Reader

SYNOPSIS: You and Steve Harrington are friends with benefits, and you’re reminiscing on that very first time you screwed around in the porno section of the video store you both work out.

Also, spoilers aren’t an issue here.

*not my gif, credits to writtenwinchester*

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Steve Harrington wasn’t your boyfriend, but you’d become something of a friends with benefits type. Maybe you felt a little bad because you knew he was quick to develop feelings, and undoubtedly he had feelings for you. The truth was, you were constantly suppressing your feelings for him. It was easier that way. With all the shit that constantly went down in Hawkins, and all you had been through with your group of friends and your brothers….well, you’d all learned that people die, people get hurt, people get left behind. You were so attached to them all as it was, Steve included. How much harder would it be to constantly see him in danger if you had those extra heart strings attached? How could you think straight? So, no. He couldn’t be your boyfriend. But, he could be good for other things. In fact, the sexual tension between the two of you was beginning to be too much for you two not to act on already. So, you did.

“Can you two just get it on and get it over with? This is getting ridiculous.” Robin had said months before your little arrangement, as the two of you blushed over the “adult video” that a customer had just turned in at the Video Store, debating amongst the two of you who should have to go to the back to put it away. She snatched it out of Steve’s hand and went to do it herself, as you protested behind her not to say things like that in front of “the child”.

“I’m not a child!” your brother, Will, protested, and you stuck your tongue out at him. You were hardly paying attention though, as your eyes returned to Steve. He was blushing and trying to look busy cataloging some tapes.

Moments later, you glanced over at Will, and made sure he was immersed in his book, then to Robin, who had returned and was starting to wipe the windows down with some windex, before focusing back on Steve.

You weren’t quite sure what came over you, other than maybe the echo of the thought that Robin was sort of right. This sick little crush you had on Steve was just something you needed to…ride out, one might say.

You took a few bold steps closer to him. “Hey Harrington,” you said, your voice uncharacteristically low. It surprised you, but you tried not to react. His head snapped up to look at you, clearly surprised himself.

“Uh..” he cleared his throat. “Yeah? What’s up?”

Another step forward, “It’s just…” your voice wavered, but you were determined to keep your confidence. You met his eyes. “You cataloged those ten minutes ago.”

Your smirk had Steve instantly flustered. “Yeah! That’s right. I must have forgot.” he quickly placed the tape he was holding back at the top of the stack.

“Well if you’re looking for something to do,” you said, trying your hardest not to let your voice shake. “You can help me in the back.”

And that’s how you ended up constantly fooling around with Steve Harrington at the video store during your shifts.

You could hardly keep your hands off each other after the first. He had nearly creamed his pants the first time, and yet he somehow held out enough to give you the time of your life, as the two of you desperately clung to one another standing upright, you pressed against his body which was pinned to the shelf of shady tapes. A mess of wandering hands and you grinding desperately on his hard-on, tight in his jeans. Taking control of the situation he turned you about until it was you that was pinned against the shelf, him pushing you into it with a force that sent several tapes falling to the floor around you. You Grabbing your wrists and pinning them behind you he began leaving kisses up and down your neck, making you absolutely feral. When you reached down to unbutton his pants and he’d grab your wrists more firmly this time and hold them firmly against the shelf.

When he was finally inside of you, you threw one leg around his hips so that he held you up as he thrust deeply into you. So caught up in the ecstasy of Steve, you completely forgot where you were and let out a loud and breathy moan.

“Shhhh…” he whispered to you, slowing down, making your eyes fly open wide.

“Don’t stop.” you whispered back in protest.

But when he started pounding into your aching wet core again, you couldn’t help the whines that escaped your lips. So Steve had to place a firm hand over your mouth as he fucked you to your shared climax.

By the end of it, there had been tapes scattered around you. Your legs were shaking far too much to help Steve, who stuck around to pick up after whilst you attempted to act natural around Robin and Jonathan, who had come to pick up Will. What had you just gotten yourself into?

Reminiscing in it now wasn’t the best idea, over a lunch break with Steve and Robin. You blinked as Robin snapped her fingers in front of your face to get your attention. “Earth to y/n? What are you thinking about over there?”

Your eyes shifted quickly over to Steve, who was looking at you with a glint of mischief in his eye as he tossed a french fry in his mouth. “Yeah, y/n. What are you thinking about?” he echoed.

Pt. 2 is now up

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