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keery0s · 13 days

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pretty boy

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

prompt: steve isn’t used to the reader’s compliments

warnings: smut (18+) • masturbation (m) • handjob • sub steve (kinda) • friends to lovers sorta

word count: 1.4k

notes: this is kinda rushed srry

You can’t help but giggle as Steve struts out of the dressing room, his ego much larger than you anticipated. You had dragged Steve to the mall, convincing him a new wardrobe would finally get him the girlfriend he’s been so desperately searching for. You didn’t mean to make fun of his stride but you always saw right through the facade. The man was much dorkier than he looked, his ineptness masked by beauty.

“I knew you were fucking with me!” He pouts as he struggles to tug the denim vest from his shoulders.

“Steeeeve I’m sorry!” you laugh as you spring to your feet, trying to get the garment back onto him. “It looks good!” You truly meant it, though the smirk across your face didn’t help him believe that.

“The constant tormenting really isn’t good for this friendship.” He quips.

“I mean it Steve! You look pretty.” you smile, patting him on the shoulder before sitting back down. Steve scratches his head, confusion now replacing his previous annoyance.

“What?”

He raises a brow at you as he places his hands on his hips.

“What do you mean pretty?”

“You stupid, Harrington?

He met your gaze with a puzzled expression, not quite used to your compliments. Steve had been called many things but pretty was not one of them until now. He felt a little strange, a flutter in his stomach growing as he sat down.

“Pretty like….a girl, pretty?”

“If you wanna take it that way Steve! Now are you gonna buy that or what?” You sigh, sick of his fixation on a single word. He huffs, taking the vest to the register before making his way out of the store.

“Whatever…”

Steve gulps as you start your car. For some reason he felt a little weird about you driving him home, mind still stuck on that one word. Your mutual silence and hum of the car’s engine filled the air with an unspoken tension. He felt uneasy, not wanting to look you in the eye as you nudged his arm.

“Hey, what’s up with you?” you question, slightly alarmed by his silence. You knew how much he loved to run that mouth of his.

“I just…” his voice trails off, "what did you mean by pretty?” he glances at you before placing his eyes back on the road.

“Jesus you're still thinking about that!?” you laugh, “You must’ve liked it huh?” you tease.

“N-No!” he protests, voice shaking with uncertainty. He wasn’t sure if he even believed that answer himself, face heating up as he fidgets with his fingers in his lap.

“You like it when I call you pretty, Steve?” you prod at him, amused by his nervous state.

“S-Shut up…” He breathes, face going red as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. He couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch in his jeans as he replayed your words in his head. He wasn’t used to your praise, your dynamic usually consisting of playful insults and teasing. He wasn’t sure if you actually meant the compliment, but he certainly enjoyed hearing it come out of your mouth regardless. He was thankful you weren't onto him, not noticing the bulge quickly starting to form in his pants. He lets out a shaky breath as you pull up to his house, placing his hand over his crotch to conceal his unwanted excitement.

“Can I hang out for a little? We can watch a movie or something.” you suggest as he unfastens his seatbelt.

“Nope! I’ve got an early shift at work tomorrow.” he lies, blinking nervously.

You barely have a chance to say goodbye before he slams the passenger door closed and heads for his front door, clearly in a hurry to get home. Weird.

Steve pants as he struggles to get out of his clothes fast enough, kicking off his shoes while simultaneously unbuttoning his pants and yanking them down his legs. He gets his shirt stuck over his head, falling to his bed blindly before successfully getting it off and throwing it across the room. He felt guilty, cock aching at the thought of you. He didn’t know why one stupid word got him so worked up. It felt so good hearing you say it…he wanted more. What else could you call him? Maybe you could touch him too, make him feel good. He finally wraps a hand around his cock, grunting as he squeezes himself. He moans your name, too caught up in his own thoughts to hear his door open.

“Steve you left your-” you gasp as you see him leaned against his headboard, dick in hand.

“What the fuck?!” He yells, throwing his blanket over his lower half. His face goes red….did you hear him?

“I- Um-” he stutters.

You toss his forgotten vest on the floor, squinting as you think about what you had just heard.

“Did you….say my name?”

“What?! No! That’s so weird that you would say that!” he scoffs. What a shitty liar. You walk over to his bed, sitting beside him. You watch as his chest rises and falls, breathing heavy from his alone time being cut short.

“It’s okay if you did Steve. It’s fine.” you reassure him. You had a strong feeling you caused this.

“Why?” he whispers as he holds his head down, struggling to make eye contact.

“Is it because of earlier?” you ask, grabbing his chin to make him look at you. A blush spreads across his face as his eyes focus on your lips. He nods,

“Yeah.” he breathes, voice quiet and cautious. he sucks in a sharp breath as you press a hand against his chest

“Tell me what you want Steve…” you whisper. You watch closely as he leans into your touch, desperate and docile. He wasn’t used to being asked what he wanted. He wasn’t used to someone being so gentle with him. He was completely in the palm of your hand.

“You want someone to take care of you Stevie?” you ask, caressing his cheek. He leans in to kiss you but you back away, leaving him unsure of what to do next.

“Lay down.” you instruct.

He leans back, head resting against his pillows as he looks up at you. His lashes flutter as his breathing quickens with anticipation. He had never really thought about you this way, but it all seemed to happen so naturally. You pull the blanket from off of him, marveling at his size as a grin tugs at your lips. You go to wrap a hand around his twitching cock, precum beading at the head. As he feels your touch, his hips immediately buck up into your grasp, a whine falling from his lips.

“Such a pretty cock, Stevie…” you tease, making his eyes squeeze shut in response to the adored word. He writhes against the bed as you stroke him slowly, back slightly arching as he tries to drive himself deeper into your hand.

“Feels good huh?” you ask. He nods in response, letting out a choked moan as he tries to speak.

“Use your words Steve.”

“Yeah…feels so good.” he breathes as he grips the bedsheets.

“Look at me.” you demand, grabbing his face with your free hand. His eyes open slowly, tears welling up in them as the pleasure grows overwhelming. You pump him faster as your eyes meet with his, a cry coming from him loudly.

“Do you wanna cum?” you ask as you wipe a tear from his cheek.

“Please–p-please” he begs, his release approaching quickly with each word from you.

“You wanna cum Steve?” you repeat in a whisper, stroking him faster as he struggles to thrust up into your hand. He’s almost over the edge, cock pulsating from his near climax. You take your hand in his as you continue to jerk him off with the other. He squeezes desperately as he finally hears it,

“Cum for me Stevie.” you plead, grip around his length tightening as he bucks into your hand one last time. His body goes tense with pleasure as the bliss of his orgasm washes over him, a cry escaping his lips. You wipe up the rest of his cum on your hand with your fingers, licking them clean as he watches you in awe. He pants as he stares at you, in shock of what had just transpired.

“Thank you…” he manages as he runs a shaky hand through his hair.

“You’re welcome, pretty boy.”

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keery0s · 16 days

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| sleeping beauty -part 2 |

part 1

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

warnings: smut (18+) • dry humping / thigh riding • somnophilia • grinding (? not clothed)

notes: part 2 of sleeping beauty!

You find it hard to breathe as you tug your underwear to the side, eager to feel your wetness delicately dragging against Steve’s thigh. As you begin to rock against him, each movement deliberate and slow, you see him stir. Your mouth falls open in a silent moan as you stare at him. Nothing was more beautiful than his lips parted, pink and puffy as you used him for your pleasure. You clawed at his leg, whines and curses under your breath growing louder as you move your hips in circles.

“Steve….Stevie…Can you wake up for me baby?” You beg as you run a shaky hand through his hair, tugging at his locks as you start to feel the familiar buzz of your pleasure building.

“Hmm?” He murmurs groggily as your moans pull him from his sleep. His eyes fluttered open.

“Help me out baby? I think I deserve it, yeah?” You pant as your vision was clouded with tears prickling at your eyes. You needed it badly, your clit aching as you couldn’t quite find the spot to push you over the edge. Steve looks up at you, lids heavy with adoration as he watches you fawn over his leg.

“Whatever you were dreaming about got you really excited…” You tease. He looks down, a blush washing over his face as he looks at the mess he made in his underwear.

“It happened again huh?” He whispers, a little embarrassed as he shifts uncomfortably. You nod as you grab his hands, guiding them towards your chest. He gets the idea now, squeezing your tits as his brows furrow in awe. You move faster, his soft touches fueling your arousal. You can tell he’s getting antsy as he gulps, cock throbbing in his cum soaked boxers. You pull them down his thighs, just enough to allow his length to spring free.

“It’s so pretty Stevie…” You coo as his mouth hangs open. He goes to wrap a hand around his cock before you stop him, grabbing his wrist and halting your grinding. You bite your lip as an idea strikes your mind. You scurry to stand up, quick to pull your underwear down your legs before getting back on top of him.

“We can do this together baby…” You breathe as your hips hover over him. You both gasp as you sit, beginning to slide over him, his cock settling between your wet lips.

“Oh f-fuck!” He cries with each movement from you, your slick core enveloping his aching cock. Your ears rang as you dug your nails into his chest, your swollen clit catching on his tip.

“I’m gonna cum!” He wails as his eyes squeeze shut. His head is thrown back, sweat dripping down his forehead as he sees stars, on the brink of his release. You squirm as you try to keep your rhythm, nearly there along with him.

“S-Steve!” You cry loudly. With one last thrust of your hips you come undone, writhing on top of him as you call his name. He wraps his arm around you, pulling you towards him to lay on his chest as he cums, quickly following behind you. White ropes of his release paint his stomach as you try to catch your breath. You both go limp, panting as you hold each other.

“Wow,” He breathes as he rubs circles around your back. “That was a lot…” He sighs in content. You lift your head to look at him, a lazy smile on your face,

“Why don’t we get some sleep? And try not to hump me this time…”

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keery0s · 16 days

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I’m in love with sleeping beauty!!! Could you write what happens next when Steve wakes up?

i’m feeling inspired rn so it’ll probably be up soon

#asks

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keery0s · 16 days

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steve x alternative!reader ( metalhead,goth, etc ) where they looks scary and *is* scary and stevie just follows them around like a little puppy and when it gets to the nsfw side steve loves to fuck up readers makup ( especially like during a blowjob or smth )

^_^ -🐾

i’ll try my best! 🫡

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keery0s · 16 days

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| sleeping beauty |

part 2

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: steve dry humps the reader in his sleep

warnings: smut (18+) • dry humping • somnophilia(?)

notes: just a short little something :) my first fic so have some grace 😭

You sigh as Steve paws at your hips, his nimble fingers digging into your soft flesh as he ruts against you here and there. You winced as he pressed a little harder, knowing you would be littered with small bruises by morning. He held onto you for dear life as he groaned into your ear;

“Please…” He begs, soft and sweet.

Steve was a rather imaginative dreamer. Most nights you found yourself awoken by his persistent cries of your name, pleading for more of whatever erotic scenes played in his sleep. He would rub against whatever was near, unconsciously seeking any kind of stimulation.

“More…” He whispers, voice dripping with want. You would be more agitated by the unknowing disruption of your slumber if his pleas didn’t sound like heaven echoing in your mind. Your eyes close as you try not to focus on the warmth of need turning in your stomach, quickly traveling between your thighs.

“Please…P-Please..” He chants, clothed cock nestling against your ass. His hands are now all over you, touching any inch of skin within his grasp as he grows more desperate. He rests his head between your neck and shoulder as he grinds against you, his hard cock twitching beneath his boxers. He wraps his arm around your waist and pushes his hips further into you, moving harder and faster, his mumbles and groans turning into whimpers and cries.

“Feels so good…” He whines as he chases his pleasure. You let out a shaky breath as his moans grow louder, his release almost within reach. “Need you- so- oh god…” He babbles, struggling to form a coherent sentence while asleep. You shift onto your back, needing to feel some sort of relief as the ache in your core grows with each moan from Steve. He instinctively settles between your legs, his body drawn to the heat emanating from you. You let out a broken moan as he rocks against you, the friction between clothing making your vision hazy. You try to focus on his bare shoulders scattered with moles and freckles as his movements turn sloppy and frantic. You knew he was close and you wanted nothing more than for him to tremble above you, brows furrowing as he finally let go.

“Let it out baby...” You beg as you hold onto him, hoping your words somehow make their way into his dreamstate.

“F-Fuck!” He lets out a high pitched moan as his hips sputter, grinding coming to a halt as his orgasm washes over him. He sighs as he goes limp, his weight sinking onto you completely. You pant as you feel his cock twitching against you, his cum seeping through his underwear onto your soaking panties. He rolls off of you, back to his quiet snores and drooling as he slowly comes down from his high. As you admire the wild strands of hair laid against his pillow, you climb onto him, straddling his thigh.

My turn…

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