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Hey, so I came up with another spicey Steve Abnesti x male reader request😉 it's not a prequal or sequal to the other one. It's a complete new one.

The reader is the same cute 'n tiny one.Also this time kinda innocent. The story is kind of like this- Steve gives both reader and Jeff N-40 to have sex and be really intimate. The reader being cute, Jeff doesn't protest to ackonowledge leading upto steve being really aroused hearing reader's moans and lustful whimpers. So, later he haves his way with the reader. Size difference, age difference, oral sex(steve recieving), body worship(steve recieving) and lots of hot steamy sex🔥

Hello, thank you for writing your request. Sorry it took so long, (Medical issues, again). Also sorry if it is a bit short, I don’t have much of an excuse for it. I kinda feel like writing the body worship in a separate one-shot but that will be much later. Anyways, I do hope you enjoy :)

Pairing: Steve Abnesti x male!reader

Warnings: Public sex (Readerx Jeff); size difference, degrading, praising, cock sucking, age difference, innocence reader (tell me if I miss any)

Summary: Steve corrupts an innocent reader.

Word count: 1,6k

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Steve wants to try something new. I-16 work just fine with Jeff, Heather and the other volunteers. Though that is all fine and dandy, but Steve wants to see just how far this drug can go. How much it can affect a person.

He concluded to go easy on Jeff. Start off slow with someone a little more feminine than the other prisoners he has. The only boy there smaller than Jeff. Make him feel better about it. Seeing you, so unexpecting.

"Hey, Jeff, how you feeling?" Steve asks, bending down to press the button of the speaker. Jeff smiles looking up, "All right and you?" Of course, Jeff doesn't really care. He's just saying what he has to to keep his privileges.

"Working hard," Steve answers, giving his usual deceiving smile. Even if the curly-haired man can't see him. Then the door slowly opens and your curls pop into his view. SteHe can't help but let a smile spread. There is just something about those doe eyes that makes him warm in many places.

"Y/N, hello-" it takes everything in him not to call you by something like 'my dear' or 'little one.' "-ready for the day?" The cutest gleaming smile graces those pearly whites of yours. You nod, "Always am," you're so cute to him. Always so positive.

Steve pauses for a moment. Just to take in your smile. It's truly like nothing else for him. Mark gives a little scoff and Steve snaps him a vicious gaze. "Alright, Y/N, how would you rate Jeff here?" He already doesn't like asking you these questions.

Though, the thought of hearing those sweet noises keeps him going. He watches you swift lightly. Looking at the boy actually in front of you. "He's a very nice guy, he's given me extra snacks before. So a ten," you think back.

Steve shakes his head, so naive, though his cock twitches just thinking of breaking that innocence. "No, my dear Y/N, how attractive do you think he is?" He smirks, watching as your brows furrow in the cutest little frown.

"Attractive?" You repeat the question, takes a moment, and then answer. "He isn't really my type, um, 7." You smile at him, trying to ease your words. Steve can't help but wonder, what is your type? "Alright and you, Jeff?"

Jeff has answered this before, though that is with people that fits his sexuality. Not that you’re not attractive. There is just something about your presence that makes him feel you’re warm. You’re kind and in no other better word to describe it, cute.

“I’d say the same, 7,” Although what you two mean in type is variously different. You meant you like bigger, stronger men, with blue eyes and dashing blond hair. He meant well, women. Steve immediately disagrees with Jeff’s rating. He’d say you’re so much more than a 10.

There isn’t much he can do about that, however. “Alright, Y/N, acknowledge for I-16?" He asks, starting with you. Almost instantly you nod. “Acknowledge,” you trust Steve, he’s always kind to you. Even if you rarely talk outside of this white box you’re currently in.

Jeff snaps his head up to the mirror. Knowing Steve is right behind that icy pane. It's not like it would be all that bad. He can try it at least once? It wouldn't hurt? You are quite attractive to him, not exactly his type, being a man and whatnot.

“Jeff?” The before-mentioned boy gulps then gives a nod, “Yeah, acknowledge.” It’s oh so very hard for Steve to hide his grin. “Excellent,” Steve mutters to himself. Showing to Mark to up the drug. A whir is heard by the both of you.

It takes a moment, but the blonde can see you squirming. He’s watched you on game nights or just hanging about. You’re shy about it. Entirely uncertain and unknowing about a lot of things. If there would to be an innuendo or joke made you most likely don’t understand it. Or he’d see you blush wildly.

Quickly though, you and Jeff are unable to keep your hands off each other. Dear God, the noises you make are so delightful to him. His pants grow tight and he’s dearly regretting his choice of pants. It’s wild to him, how someone so innocent and make such sinful noises and faces.

It’s exactly as how he dreamed it to be. Even better and now he plans on corrupting you himself. The thought of that tight asshole around his hard cock right now. The need to do it grows just as much as him. He watches every moment as close as possible.

Though once this session between them is over, he quickly plans for his next moves.

It wasn’t hard to get you in his room. You were practically jumping at the opportunity to be close to him. This morning with Jeff made you tired, though afterwards you were more annoyed than anything else. Why did it have to be Jeff? He’s nice but he doesn’t make you feel that same fuzzy feeling as Steve does.

“My dear,” you glow at the attention, enjoying the feeling of his nicknames. Not only that but his hand cups your jaw. His thumb tracing your soft jaw. Most boys he saw have these angular strong jaws.But there is just something of these soft round cheeks of his.

He coos at your reactions, pursing his lips together? “Why don’t I put some music on?” Your spirits fall flat, but just for a moment. Hope still lingers in your core, and elsewhere. You watch his broad shoulders as he saunters away. Your ears suddenly ring with the soft tunes of a gentle 80′s tune you don’t know.

When he reaches you again, his attitude is different. He seems to have a different look in his eyes. Much more demanding and lustful. It does things to you. He gently takes you by the shoulders and shoves you onto the bed. It isn’t very hard.

You’re short and not exactly as strong as him. “You’re so small, so fragile, how am I suppose to not fuck your face?” He questions, as if it’s the most basic of questions to be. A fiery red blush splatters over your slightly pale cheeks. “I, uh,” you struggle to finish your sentence. What can you say?

Though he quickly takes a sigh, “Tell me, do you enjoy your time here?” He asks, manipulation is thick in his voice. And in his facial expression. You nod, more than happy to be here. “Of course, I mean, I love it here,” more than ready to show your commitment.

“Oh, but you’re so young, so naive. How can I believe it?” He shrugs, to anyone else it would be easy to tell how manic he’s being. Not to you though, you’re misguided by the attention. “I do, I love it, I do!” You’re eager as ever, never wanting to disappoint him.

He tisks then makes as though he is thinking. “Prove it.” He states, his eyes glaring down at you with calumny and power. His cock grows even harder at the furrow in his brows. “How?” You ask, leaning forward just to get closer to his scent.

He sighs, as if he’s annoyed with your credulity, though it is quite the opposite. He enjoys it. He takes a moment, then reaches down, pulling down his zipper and pants. His massive cock slaps on his stomach and stands proud in front of you.

There must be something wrong with you, because your mouth starts salivating. Steve reaches his big hands down, and curls it into your hair, gripping it. “Open,” he explains, mimic how you should do. You follow suit and as soon as your mouth is open he takes your mouth into action.

You can taste the salty yet very lightly sweet taste of pre-cum in your mouth, not that you know what that is. “Follow you instincts, baby boy,” he encourages you with a light smile. More like a shit-eating grin than anything else. Without realising your tongue begins to swirl around his fat dick.

His grin grows much wider than before. “So good,” he mutters, enjoy watching as you mewl around. Though the speed is much to slow for his liking. He grips onto your hair once more and then shoves down all the way. He can feel you gagging and see the tears form on your eyes.

It is something special to see. The sight of such a little creature taking such a big cock. “Amazing little boy,” his eyes can’t leave yours for a second. Soon enough though your natural instinct takes over. Your head begins bobbing and swirling in a new way.

Now, Steve is unable to control himself. His head throws back and his grip tightens on your hair. Curses fall from his mouth as he enjoys your warm wet mouth. This continues on and before he knows it, his balls grow tighter. “That’s good, swallow baby, like a good little boy.”

It’s such an odd yet welcomed feeling. The cum flooding your mouth in a sticky, salty and sweet flavour. Curses fall from his lips and his grip grows as tight as ever. And when he’s done he pulls from your mouth with a loud pop. Spit and cum leak down your chin.

“Aw, it’s alright baby, I know it’s your first time with someone as big as me,” he coos taking your jaw in his hand again. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re a quick learner.”

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