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[hungharrington]

for your 1k celebration sleepover🍾🎉congrats eeek!!! You deserve it so much <333 your writing makes me feel things i’ve never felt before thanku for making tumblr great again🫰 –; ik im sending this quite early but i did not want to miss out 😭

(Even if you don’t choose this one just know ily, okay? thanku)

FOR A BLURBBB

“ [ COAX ]  the dominant partner gently moving the shy or overwhelmed submissive’s hands from covering their face so they can kiss them,  breathing praises against their skin. “ from that first prompt list

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“ you're so good for me, so fucking good around me, fucking made for me. “ from the second😫😫 i literally just believe that we need more praise in this world amen😮‍💨😮‍💨💞💞

thank u so much my love!! oh my, feeling things you've never felt before?? that's such a big compliment omg thank u!! this was such a delicious combination & i sorta took the shy part and ran with it- hope u enjoy! <3 MDNI this entire blog is 18+ afab!reader

Steve adores your shyness. Especially when it seems to pop up when he's least expecting it.

You're beneath him, cocooned in his arms, and you just look so pretty getting worked up on his cock that Steve can't help but stare. There's a pinch between your brows, eyes scrunched shut with your mouth hung open — and every breathy noise you make goes straight to his cock. He rolls his hips expertly, hitting the spot inside you that makes you keen.

It works perfectly and he feels his cock twitch at the raspy moan you make, the way you grip the sheets that little bit tighter. Fucking beautiful.

"So pretty," he says lowly, more to himself, but its enough to make you open your eyes. "Y'so pretty."

He's staring at you, intense and reverent. His brown eyes lock onto your own, skirting up and down your skin to drink in how you moan for him. You feel a spool of embarrassment flush through your system, your usual shyness making you squirm for all the wrong reasons. It's too much — the gentle fucking, his slow thrusts, paired with his sweet gaze that's taking you apart. It's too much, you feel too on display.

Your hands come up and you smother the next whimper out your mouth with your hands, your legs tightening their grip around his waist. Steve shifts, his hands moving your hips deftly to change the angle and this time when he fucks back in, sinking his cock deep into your cunt, a loud cry escapes your lips.

Too much, too loud — your hands creep up and you hide your face in them, trying to catch you breath, trying to keep from being too overwhelmed under the heavy gaze of Steve's love.

"Hey, hey, no, don't hide," Steve's murmurs. He noses closer, nuzzling against your fingers to try get you to move them. There's a little flickering worry in him that has his thrusts slowing to a stop, wanting to check you're alright. You stay hidden, breaths still laboured.

The hand holding your waist travels up and gently wraps around your wrist. He doesn't tug. Instead, he presses a soft kiss to your fingers, trying to coax you out with his words. "Please let me see you? Honey, I-"

He pauses to drop more kisses along your hands, beginning to tug gently on your wrist to guide your hand away. "Sorry, f'staring, sweetheart, you're just so pretty, s'just I can't help myself, okay?"

You let him pull your hands back and Steve's glowing smile makes it worth it, reminds you of who you're with, of how much you trust him. The urge to hide doesn't dim but the want to share in this moment with Steve outweights it by a million.

Especially, when Steve says, "There we go. Hi, baby."

He leans down and kisses you, lips pink and plush and good against your own. You kiss back fervently, lit afire from how Steve moans into your mouth. The kiss breaks and you can't help but smile too.

"Hi." You whisper back.

Steve's grinning so much his eyes are crinkling at the sides. He nuzzles down again, a wet kiss placed on your cheek before he steals another from your lips. "Y'okay? Got all shy on me, did you?"

You're too shy to even admit it aloud, so you nod instead, a loud gasp pushing out your lips when Steve starts moving again— his cock nudging your sweet spot so deliciously. You can feel your slick dripping down your thighs, your tummy burning hot.

"That's okay," Steve assures you. His voice is low, barely a hum. Words just for you. "You're being so good for me, letting me see you, mhm."

The praise makes you clench around him and Steve's hip stutter for a moment, a sharp whine falling for his lips. His pace is still slow but his thrusts get deeper, all as he continues his praises against yours lips, "You're so good for me, aren't you? So fucking good around me, fucking made for me."

You mewl at his words, the coil in your tummy turned tighter and tighter by pleasure and Steve melts, feels his lust build higher and higher. It blazes hotter, knowing that you trust him to see you like this— to let him see your moans and to take his in exchange. Steve lets another moan drip through his kiss and presses his forehead against your own as his lips leave yours, close enough to count your eyelashes.

"So pretty," He murmurs again. "So fuckin' pretty on my cock, aren't you?"

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