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spicyspiders · 3 months

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sub/service top steve x reader

maybe reader is stressed because of school or work which leads to a strain being put on his relationship with steve. in order to combat this steve comes up with the idea of letting the reader use him for their pleasure deterring from their usual dynamics. elements of reader choking steve while riding him, whiny/whimpering steve, dry humping, frottage and lots of praise received and given between one another

ps: thanks so much for taking the time to read these and taking them from concepts to full on body’s of work, i hope you know that your talent isn’t taken for granted

I’m sorry that it took me so long to write this. I really appreciate the ps, that’s very sweet.

“Have you gotten your new schedule yet?” Steve asks when he comes through the door of your apartment.

You let out a breath through your nose, trying to quell the anger that you felt has been with you all day. It doesn’t help, and when you snap your response back at Steve, “I won’t have it until tomorrow,” you automatically feel worse.

“Okay okay,” Steve responds back with much more composure than you expected. He sets his keys down onto the counter before he walks up to you and pulls your tense body into a hug. ”You’ve had a rough week, so I wanted to know your new schedule to take you out on a date next week,” he says softly into your neck.

”Oh Steve,” you whisper back in a soft, shaky voice, “I’m sorry.”

Steve runs his hand up and down your back slowly, “I know, baby,” he presses his lips to your neck, “it’s okay.”

You pull out of Steve’s embrace, just enough to look into his eyes before you speak, “I shouldn’t take it out on you, I-“

Steve cuts you off by pressing his lips to yours, “I mean it. Besides, you know how frustrated I can be when I get off a shift from Family Video.”

You try to turn your neck and hide the smile on your face, you’re supposed to be angry after all, but Steve grabs your face to keep you still. Steve’s smile matches yours, but his looks more sheepish, and when he opens his mouth, you know exactly what he’s about to say.

”Maybe you could call out?” He suggests.

“Steve,” you hiss, “you know I hate calling out.”

”I know. You’re just such a goody two-shoes,” Steve responds in a joking manner.

“I’m not-“ you cut yourself off with a loud huff, “you know I hate it when you call me that,” you say angrily.

”You are though,” Steve responds, pulling your bodies flush, “my good boy,” he whispers against your mouth.

“Is this your attempt at turning me on?”

“Is it working?”

It did in fact work. Your anger fuels your movements, and by the time you’re sinking down onto Steve’s cock, you can’t tell if the feeling running through your veins is lust or anger.

“Wait!” Steve says, wrapping his hands tightly around your hips, trying to stop your hips. ”You didn’t prepare yourself enough you’ll-“

”Steve!” You wrap a hand around his neck as you bottom out. You push him down into the pillows as your fingers tighten around the sids of his neck, “please just,” your voice breaks off into a moan as you shift around on his cock.

“You’re right,” Steve says, nodding, “take what you need.”

Steve’s cheeks are pink when you look down at him, and the color nearly reaches your fingers, “you like this,” you observe at the color and how hard Steve is panting on the pillows.

The first time Steve tries to open his mouth to respond, he can only groan as you bring yourself up and then back down onto his cock. The second time he tries, you move your fingers from his neck to press two of your fingers into his mouth at the same pace his cock goes back into your hole when you bring your hips up and then down.

”Shut up, Steve,” you say as you press the pads of your fingers onto his tongue. It’s wet and warm as it swirls around your fingers, reminding you much of how it feels when he sucks your cock. The feeling almost distracts you enough to keep you still on his cock, but after you shift your hips around, you’re reminded of what you’re after.

When you pull your fingers from his mouth and place both hands onto his chest for balance, Steve speaks. You can’t be mad though, knowing that Steve wasn’t exactly that good of a listener. “You’re so beautiful,” he says as he rocks up into the heat of your body, “taking charge.”

”You’re so beautiful,” you respond as you move one of your hands to bury your hand into his sweaty strands of hair, “the way you submit,” you say as you pull his head back to expose the column of his neck.

You move down into his neck, past the marks you’ve already bitten into his neck to an empty patch skin. You can feel the vibration of Steve’s moan against your lips as you suck a new mark into his neck. You answer with a moan of your own into his neck as Steve mindlessly thrusts into your hole.

You gasp into Steve’s mouth as you try your best to kiss him through the feel of his cock nailing your prostate. “Fucking me so good,” you say, biting at his lip, “such a good boy for me.”

”I’m close,” Steve moans as his thrusts begin to lose their rhythm.

“Gonna cum for me?” You breathe against his mouth, “gonna fill me up?”

Steve’s back arches below your body as his thrusts end with a loud moan, and when his body falls back to the bed, you move off of his softening cock.

You’re tempted to push your still hard cock into his open, panting mouth, but you settle for wrapping your fingers around your cock and stroking at a quick pace. It only takes a few strokes for your cock to shoot ropes of white all over Steve’s face.

Your eyes fall shut under the intensity of your orgasm and when you open them through the aftershocks, you’re met with the site of your cum that’s painted a messy picture all over Steve’s face. You groan as you move your stiff legs so you can flop down next to Steve.

He only gives you a few moments of running your fingers through the mess on his face before he’s getting off the bed and leaving the room. A hot feeling runs through your body when you feel his cum start to trickle out from your hole, but soon, Steve is back with a warm rag to wipe you down.

“Missed a spot,” you say to Steve, looking up to the cum that landed in his hair.

“You’ll have to help me clean it out,” Steve says as he lays back down beside you. He tosses the rag onto the pile of your combined clothes before he throws his arm around your waist.

“You could come work at Family Video with Robin and I,” Steve says once he’s settled down onto the pillow beside your head.

You roll over onto your stomach, your soft cock rubbing against the cotton of your sheets, “we’d get fired so quickly,” you say before the both of you fall into a fit of laughter.

Steve rolls over onto his stomach too so he can run a hand down your back, “you’re just so tempting,” he growls, his hand moving to your ass.

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gayaristocrat · 4 months

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Big Booty!Steve Harrington has M/N well trained. He'll text him in the middle of class to come meet him in an empty restroom and he obediently does so and gets on his knees to eat Steve's giant ass.

• One thing everyone knew about Steve is that he was a very demanding boyfriend and M/n was going to do any and everything Steve wanted at the drop of a hat.

• So imagine the group’s reaction to Steve managing to bag such a golden retriever boy like M/n. Steve demanded so much and M/n just happily gives. Some say it’s unhealthy, but that’s the way Steve and M/n like their relationship.

• Nancy would always ask why he would even stay with Steve, and M/n always said that if Steve was happy, then he was happy. But Eddie always joked around telling Steve that M/n ‘is such a good boy for being so obedient’

• And today was just another prime example as to how demanding Steve could be, even if they were in class.

M/n was in the middle of class when he felt his phone vibrate, letting him know he got a text from someone. Taking it out of his pocket he saw it was Steve and instantly got happy, but was confused by what Steve said.

❤️Steve❤️: Meet me in the bathroom ASAP!

M/n: But babe, I’m in class

❤️Steve❤️: Bathroom. Now! Not asking again

M/n was going to respond again to tell him ok, but before he could, Steve sent him another text. Not just any regular text, but an image of Steve’s bare ass with him looking down at the camera with sunglasses on and a black tank top (like the picture above). M/N quickly turned his phone off looking around praying that nobody saw and swallowed hard, his face felt hot as he felt his pants tighten.

As soon as M/n got permission he got up leaving class and quickly made his way to the bathroom Steve directed him to go. It was the one that was in the farthest corner of the school building and people rarely there anymore, so it’s a great opportunity for people to fuck or makeout in which gave all the more reason for people to avoid it.

As soon as M/n entered the empty restroom he was greeted by Steve leaning against the sink, arms crossed and only wearing his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, tank top, and white converse. Steve still had on his sunglasses that didn’t nothing but add on to his ‘douche-fratbro’ aesthetic.

As Steve heard the footsteps, he looks up and sees that M/n finally did as he was told. Letting out a silent laugh at how easily it was to get him here, he points his head in the direction of an empty stall and walks inside. M/n quietly obeyed and felt his heart rate spike at the view of Steve’s juicy ass being held by his boxer briefs, each globe displaying its thickness with the way it jiggles as he walks.

When they both get in the stall, Steve removes his sunglasses and hangs them on the neck of his shirt, locking the stall door behind him.

“Get on your knees?” He questions, but M/n knew it was more of a statement than a question. Steve took off his underwear and tossed them to an unknown corner of the stall as you get into position.

Steve then stepped in front of M/n, leaning over he grabbed the back of M/n’s head as he turned around and looked down at him.

“I haven’t shaved my ass in a few weeks, but it’s not like you care anyways.” Steve stated in a smug matter-of-fact tone before enveloping his ass on M/n’s face. M/n started running his tongue up and down the tight twitching hole, feeling the hair on Steve’s ass on his nose. Steve rolls his head back and moaned breathlessly at his boyfriend’s actions

“Played basketball in gym today, didn’t have time to shower” He says short and swiftly.

Steve finally moves away, allowing M/n to catch his breath before going again. “You better take a deep breath, I’m not letting you up for a while”

Steve pulls apart his fat cheeks and pushes himself against M/n’s face again, Steve then rests his hands on his knees so he can apply more pressure against M/n’s face. He was trapped between the cold tile wall against his head and Steve’s ass and his mind began to get foggy. He grabs Steve’s fuzzy cheeks in each hand wanting to taste more of Steve’s slightly salty hole. Steve groaned feeling the wet muscle wiggle and lap inside and around his hole, he started to slowly bounce on the other males’ face.

Steve didn’t care what anyone says about him and M/n’s relationship. Yes Steve admits that he’s pretty demanding and always gets what he wants, but M/n was never one to complain about it. And they’d never change it for anything or anyone

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ecoamerica · 23 days

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edmetalqueer · 2 years

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♛King, Lover & The Freak.♛

Y/N L/N, born in hawkins indiana, to the family L/N, he is just a regular teenage boy, puberty making his body crazy, but also making him, different from the others in his classmates, When a new family moves into Hawkins, things starts going wild, Y/N becomes friends with Freak Munson, Harrington gets a new enemy, Y/N gets involved in loves chaos.

WARNING, THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING: Swearing, Sex, Drugs, Marijuana, Alcohol, Bullying, Homophobia, Trauma, Blood, Violence.

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Chapter 1 | Hawkins King Hargrove.

Chapter 2 | The Freak.

Chapter 3 | Secret Date Night.

Chapter 4 | Sinners Tonight.

Chapter 5 | Three Hearts.

Chapter 6 | Strawberries & Chocolate.

Chapter 7 | Love Me.

Chapter 8 | Dangerous Love. (coming soon.)

Chapter 9 | Angels Smile. (coming soon.)

Chapter 10 | The One. (coming soon.)

Billy's ending | Devils Home. (coming soon.)

Steve's ending | Lover Man. (coming soon.)

Eddie's ending | His Heart. (coming soon.)

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WRITTEN BY EDMETALQUEER/EDUARDO.

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chazzadotcom · 2 years

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could you do a sub top male reader x steve harrington after gym

FEW DREAMS ABOUT YOU

a/n i made steve sort of a soft dom, who is almost like trying to prove he can dom even if he’s a bottom kinda thing.

cw: smut, oral (r! giving) riding, slight voyeurism (someone could walk in on them but there are no people there and no one walks in on them), crying after sex (in a good way)

You had been watching Steve in gym class today, it was basketball, and you always sat out when it came to basketball, purely so you could admire Steve when he was skins, what could you say, you loved your boyfriend.

Today was different however, there was this new guy, Billy, who was absolutely annihilating Steve, it hurt watching him get thrown to the floor almost every time Billy went near him, and you could see the anger building up on Steve’s face more and more each time it happened.

As soon as the bell rang everyone cleared to go to the changing rooms, Steve made eye contact with you and held up a five, saying to give him five minutes and then following him into the changing rooms once everyone had left.

You made sure every single person was out of the changing rooms before you walked in, as you walked in you saw Steve sat on the bench with a towel wrapped low on his hips, his abs flexing with each breath he does, it made a shiver run down your spine.

You hadn’t realised you were staring, until Steve raised his hand beckoning you over, you knew what this was going to be, after everything wit Billy, Steve needed to show you that he was the best, he needed to prove himself, not really to you, but to himself. You knew this, you knew him like the back of your hand, and you were willing to do whatever he needed to make sure he was okay.

He led you down on the bench, and unwrapped the towel from around his hips, and straddled you as he started to take your clothes off, taking his time to make you squirm, you kept shifting around which was making Steve’s cock brush against your jeans making you both moan.

Once he’d finally taken all of your clothes off he moved his body up until is ass was hovering over your face, you were desperate at this point. “You want it baby?” you groaned and that was all Steve needed as an answer before he sat on your face.

You slowly started licking and sucking on the outside of his hole he was moaning and rolling his hips, “come on baby no teasing me now” your heart fluttered at his voice going slightly higher than normal due to the pleasure he was feeling, you slowly inserted your tongue inside, and his hips started rolling quicker, until you felt the tiny ridge right inside, and he stilled, his eyes rolling back into his head.

You slowly inserted a finger alongside your tongue, and he started bouncing up and down on your face, which was a good moment for you to be able to breathe. You kept thrusting in and out of him, and tried to add a second finger to make sure he was ready.

He seemed to deem himself ready as he shakily climbed off your face and climbed down to your hips, he found your jeans that were discarded on the floor and grabbed the condom from your pocket, and opened it rolling it onto your cock, you thrashing slightly at the cold feeling on your burning cock.

Steve swung a leg over your hips and gripped your cock, pumping it a few times before lining it up with his hole, before slowly sinking down.

It took him a few minutes before he was able to start moving, but you let him take his time. You knew he needed these few minutes just to feel close to you, so he’s able to calm down after everything that happened this period.

He then started to roll his hips, it was slow, and he didn’t want to take it any faster than that, he just needed to have you under him, and him be on top, but to still just know you’re there.

He was gripping onto your shoulder, because he was close but also because he needed to touch you, he needed the contact, he needed to feel you against him.

You reached your hand down and gripped him and slowly started to stroke him, he started to roll his hips faster, and clenching around you, you were groaning and started thrusting up into him, but he gripped your hips so you couldn’t move, he needed to do this by himself.

He came and clenched around you, so you came too, he was leaning back and screwing his eyes shut, and tears started to come out of them, he was just so full and happy, he needed you and you were there, just like you always were, and that was everything to him.

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thepharmac1st · 2 years

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A/n: this is one of my most recent works during my shadowban.

Movie night

kinktober day 4 (I missed the other three)

Summary: Steve invites his boyfriend to watch a movie together with him, away from the party he's throwing to spend a little alone time with him.

Those under sixteen and or use shelher or she/they pronouns DNI.

SoftTop!Steve Harrington x Bottom!Male reader

A/n: I haven't written in a while so this is really bad but I want to get a day in for kinktober.

Steve really knew how to throw a party, but their wasn't a point in coming it you barley knew anyone. You weren't much of a social butterfly and people didn't seem to like you personality. It was a wonder that Steve fell for you sometimes, considering your differences.

But you wished sometimes he could accept that you didn't like being around other people as much as he did.

You needed a escape and you found yourself making your way to Steve’s room to hide until someone almost died doing some dumb shit while drunk so they gotta stop the party.

When making your way up the stares you swore you could hear someone behind you, but you decided to ignore it. You nearly screamed when you felt a hand wrap around your waist, pulling your body close to theres, a hand finding it’s way over your mouth before you can. "Sorry, did I scare you?" The voice behind you whisper into you ear.

You looked back at Steve, a grin plastered on his face that slowly turned sheepish when your eyebrows furrowed. He removed his hand from your mouth and went down to kiss you, which you tried to pull away from but you were too late. His tongue slid against yours, rubbing against eachother as Steve made a effort to make you feel hot.

Your hands found its way to his face and you quickly broke the kiss, panting heavily.

“Too much already?” He asked, diving back for another kiss which you rejected again, this time succeeding.

“Steve were near people..” You mumbled, eyes darting around for anyone in view who might have seen your heated kiss.

“Yeah, I know I know,” he said licking his lips, “I just haven’t seen you since the party started and I missed you.” He gave you a genuine smile this time, but his hands went up your shirt.

“How about me and you,” he started, hands now gripping at your flesh, “Go ditch this party for a while and spend some time with me, maybe watch a movie.

“I don’t know, wouldn’t it be weird if ‘King Steve’ left his own party to go be alone with his ‘best friend’,” you said quirking a eyebrow.

His head dropped onto your shoulder, inhaling your scent. “I could give less of a shit, he said, tongue flat against your neck as he licked upward, giving it a small kiss before his body parted from yours.

His hand wrapped around your wrist as he led you to his bedroom, locking the door behind him.

You were pushed to the bed in second, your dick already starting to press against your jeans at the thought of him inside of you and you were praying he decided not to tease you tonight.

But your thoughts were completely wrong as he joined you and grabbed the television remote, turning on the tv. The moment you sat up straight he went straight to cuddle you, squeezing you tightly.

Though you knew he was trying his best to seem like his actions were pure, you could feel his coco pressing against your ass and you knew you were gonna be sore later.

Part two

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st4rboyhere · 2 years

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Ive never requested anything but could i get a steve harrington x male reader where this takes place after that whole little party scene in season 1 steve and y/n go upstairs and do the yenno(steve uses the petnames pretty boy,beautiful

A/N: HOLY SHIT BRO I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT HAVING SEX WITH SEASON ONE STEVE

Thank you for the request 🫶

Dive in

You ran your fingers through your hair, moving it to the side of to get a better look at the man infront of you to say your goodbyes.

You were already soaking wet and didn’t want to continue to pour water on his floor so you quickly waved your hand at his friends, watching as they flirted with each other to another room, shutting the door.

He had already said bye to you and went upstairs, but as you gathered your stuff to go to the bathroom, Steve putting a hand on your shoulder which almost made you scream if it hadn’t been so gentle.

“Do you want to change in my room?”

You looked behind you, making eye contact with Steve.

He instantly looked away, fidgeting with fingers while staring at the floor, awaiting your response.

“Uh, yeah sure man, if you ok with it.”

He mumbled something to himself along the lines of a yes or of course, a small but noticeable smile forming on his face as he led you up the stairs to his room.

> <

Steve had left the room while you got dressed which you hoped he wouldn’t.

You and Steve were friends—best to clarify and basically unseparateable since the first day you met in elementary.

But for some reason that you couldn’t seem to figure out he had been avoiding you with no reason.

This has been the first time in weeks that you’ve been at Steve’s house and that’s only cause Tommy told you about the small get together.

And the whole time you were here Steve seemed nervous, he didn’t talk to you as much, look you in the eye or even acknowledge your existence.

You felt your face get hot and your eyes water, but you held it when Steve walked into the room. You gave his a soft smile, pulling your pants up to your knees.

He sat down on his bed, still ignoring you. His attention drawn to the roof.

Bite your tongue.

“Steve, is everything ok?” You asked.

Dammit.

“What? Yeah everything’s ok, I mean besides Tommy and Carol fucking on my parents bed,” he replied. You laughed a little, finally making him smile.

He laid down against the mattress on his back sighing.

“We haven’t talked in a while,” you say, looking at him. He doesn’t reply, still staring at the roof.

“Is something on your mind? Wait wait I think I know!”

You sat on the bed, the sheets ruffling around while you position yourself to face him. “You have a crush.” You grinned.

His face flushed and he looked away from you, facing the wall.

“Come on, tell me who the lucky girl is Steve,” you teased, poking his cheek.

He gave you a nervous grin and looked away, lips parting to say something but closing shut soon after. You smiled at him, getting off of his bed to finish getting dressed.

“It’s you,” he whispered the moment you turned around.

It was loud enough for you to hear him, your head snapping towards him. He looked down when he realized what he just said, and of course the first time he admits his feelings outloud is while your basically undressed.

He felt so embarrassed.

You try to process what he just said, mouth slightly agape as you fumbled with the zipper of your jeans, the main thing on your mind was to get out of there as soon as possible before this got more awkward.

“G-guess that’s why you’ve been avoiding me?” You said, not sure if you were questioning him or trying to reason with yourself.

You threw you shirt over your head, walking over to his bedroom door backwards, looking him in the eyes.

He had a pillow in between his legs, the lower half of his face covered by it. You noticed how his eyebrows quivered and you felt bad.

You liked Steve, you loved him a lot but you weren’t sure if you were ready to have a relationship yet, especially when you already knew how people would have viewed you two together.

It suited you better to make sketches of you two together then go along with it, but still it was clear that—

“We should talk about this,” you muttered, letting go of the door knob. His eyes lit up, following you as you made you way back to his bed, sitting next to him again.

The two of you sat their for a while, neither of you knowing exactly what to say. “D-do you like me back?” He asked shyly.

You didn’t know how to respond, fiddling with your fingers and looking down to the floor. “Uh yeah..I do,” you replied, still not looking at him.

You froze when his fingers brushed against yours to stop your playing, slowly wrapping around your hand.

Both of you turned quiet again, squeezing each other’s hands.

Steve’s palm was sweaty and you were sure if you didn’t girl it tight enough it was sure to fall of your hand, but it was also cold, like if you kept holding it you would get frostbite.

You turned around to look at him, not expecting him to be mer inches away from your face, his lips practically touching yours.

Without a second thought you kissed him, moaning softly into his mouth when he took advantage of your parted lips and stuck his tongue inside, rubbing against yours.

“Fuck your so pretty,” he said against your lips.

You let go of his hand, grabbing onto his shoulder so you didn’t fall backwards.

Steve’s arm snaked around your waist pulling you in closer to savor the taste as if he thought he would never be able to kiss you again.

When the two of you parted you found yourself on top of Steve, his hard on pressing against your ass.

He gave you a grin before settling you down on the floor, his crotch facing you.

“Help me out please?”

> <

It started out sloppy which Steve didn’t mind at all, the fact that his dick was even down your throat was enough to make him cum but soon you started to start a pace, his hips bucking along with it.

“God you look so beautiful,” he whined, hand finding the way to the back of your head, tangling itself in your hair as Steve started to fuck your mouth.

He pulled out the second he came, taking your hand to Jack him off ass he rid out his high, his seed spluttering out of his slit and onto your lips, some dribbling down your chin.

Steve tapped his tip on your lips, letting you suck on his tip while his dick turned soft again.

“COULD YOU GUYS BE ANY LOUDER?” Tommy shouted from downstairs.

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aeciber · 4 months

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: - RISKY BUSINESS

— steve harrington x male reader

🏷️ : smut. top!steve, bottom!male reader, bathroom sex, mirror sex, semi-public, handjobs, steve and reader almost get caught.

⌨️ : 1,151 words.

💭 : wanted to write something for him because i can but be mindful i’m not that good at this so.. aaaand this is something i posted on AO3 a little while back but since it’s pretty short i thought it would fit better here!

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From the moment Steve requested you took a shower together, to apparently “save water”, you knew his second intentions would win. Maybe he was a bad influence, after all. It was only when your mom's not-so-cheap perfume got knocked off the bathroom sink when you realized it was getting rough.

"Shit!" You gasped, but were unable to slur any further complaints as a sweaty hand covered your mouth.

The heavy-breathing boy hunched over your back, gripping onto your waist as he drilled his cock in you. Frozen, the couple pricked up their ears as stomps could be heard outside. It stopped only to be followed by a wary shout from the woman who now shared a scent with the white floor tiles.

"[Name]? Is that you?"

Steve’s hand slid to your chin.

"Y-yes, ma!"

"What's going on in there?"

"Just— I … kicked over the bin"

Steve’s expression judged your excuse as he turned his gaze to you, slightly widened eyes and arched brows. You shrugged.

‘Oh’ is all she says before a pause. Fear crept over you as she seemed to be walking (were those heels clicking?), getting closer to the unlocked door, where one turn of a knob could ruin both your lives. At the same time, it was insanely hot the way Steve pulsed inside you, bucking his hips forward in short motions.

“Listen, I’m going out for the night. Mind being the man of the house for a little while?” She said, mindlessly.

Your mother’s voice could be heard through the small space between the door and the wall, and now that she was closer than ever does your boyfriend caress your thigh, his hand making its way to your neglected hard on. The look in his eyes is criminal, a labored breath escaping your lungs when his thumb teased the tip, smearing the small globs of precum throughout the tip.

“What are you doing?!” You whisper yell, a shaky breath following the question.

Steve ignores you and insists on rubbing the leaking cockhead. He wraps a hand around the first few inches of your dick, slicking up the rest of it. “Now, it’d probably be best if you kept quiet, hm?”

You felt like pushing him, anything to make him stop the teasing. But, like the wry grin on his face, you couldn’t possibly pry his hand away, not when it felt that good.

“[Name]!” Your mother’s presence was once again recognized, and you realize you were quiet the whole time she stood there waiting for a reply. Banging on the door, she stole your attention from the feeling below your stomach, making you wipe off the sweat that clung streaks of hair on your forehead, “Are you alright? Should I go in there?”

“N-no!” You protest, louder than you intended to. Steve is now fully jerking you off, almost as if committed to make you finish while you’re still exposed to the danger of being exposed. Afraid of stumbling on your words, you hurry her, refraining from using the long responses or asking her where she’s going and when she’s getting home. “It’s okay. I-I’m okay. Go have fun!”

Involuntarily bucking your hips up the orifice made by your boyfriend’s hand, you feel your balls press tighter and your cheeks glow redder, signaling the edge of your release. You struggle to hold yourself back from letting out the most obscene noises, Steve’s handjob doing it for you as his jerks distributed the sticky, clear liquid coming out of your slit. Your veins pulse and strain inside the tight grasp, and the final twist of a pulse sends you to your climax. You feel like you‘re exploding, furiously shooting out everything you were pent up with in ropes of cum, painting the mirror and sink with white stripes. Steve’s hand was a mess, first covered by your precum, and now a small pool of your semen.

After the post-orgasm bliss clouded your mind, you open your eyes and sigh, relieved after noticing the woman had already left.

When you look above your shoulder, Steve licked his lips at his sight, and you swore you could feel his cock twitch.

“What the fuck was that? Did my mom being here turn you on or something?” You joked, laughing out the nervousness you were feeling.

“What can I say? Her voice is hot.” He said. You turn your head, cringing, and blindly slap whatever part of him behind you.

You have little time to shake it off before Steve starts taking his dick out of you, all the while your tightness made embarrassing noises because of sweat and what you could only guess was Steve’s precum. He left only the tip inside, and you shudder at the feeling of emptiness inside you after a long time of cock warming him.

“Do you mind? I still didn’t get to… y’know.”

Surprisingly, you nodded fast. With the consent granted, he fondled your asscheeks, and made sure they stayed as red as it previously looked when he slammed himself back in, quicker than expected. Grunting, he held you by the waist and pounded you with almost the same roughness as set at the start. Even after you came, the stimulation of his tip continuously hitting your quickly found prostate felt amazing.

You remember feeling hesitant the day of your first time with him, taking into account you had never taken anything up the ass, except your skinny fingers in a failed try to finger yourself. He was sweetly reassuring, always putting your comfort first and asking if he could keep going. Until then, you hadn’t thought penetration could feel as good as jerking off, but oh were you wrong. Months later, you’re still obsessed with the way your boyfriend angles you in bed, hitting the spot where you feel the out-of-this-worldly pleasure and how he makes you cum so easily from it.

You clenched around him, your hole familiarizing and taking the shape of him as his immense thickness stretched you out.

“M’so, so close.” Steve whined, as he usually did when nearing orgasm. “Where does the man of the house want it?

“My back. You’re losing inside privileges after this stunt you pulled.”

He groaned, and with a last thrust, he took out his cock and gently pushed you to lay on the sink. His heavy breathing stopped along with the movements on his shaft, and after that, came the shouty moans and curses. He pressed his hand on it, leveling his dick on your back as it spurt out his cum all over the smoothness of your skin.

Few seconds later, after you both catch your breath, he hugs you, now dirtying his torso in both of your sweat and his load.

You exhaled, “We gotta clean this mess up.”

He kisses the back of your neck, then brushes his hair back as he analyzed the situation. “Us or the floor?”

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Steve doesn’t really understand, his eyes wide open, raking over the warm body next to him. It was almost obvious, the way his cock grew hard, began to ache with it’s needs and wants, his needs and wants.

His lips tickle the left side of your neck, teeth gently nibbling into the soft skin, making sure to stir you awake, just enough for permission.

“Steve-“

The mumble immediately circulated his rock hardness, pushing him to delve deeper into the crook of your neck, lips and tongue wetly smacking and lapping at the newly perpetuated bruise.

“Just let me in, you don’t have to move sweetheart, I can do all the work, just so hungry for you…”

The tips of his fingers rake down the dip of your back until they settled between the two pert globes that had Steve throbbing and foaming at the mouth, tongue moist with waves of newly formed saliva, god was he hungry.

They hover ever so gently against the puckered skin of your entrance, you wiggly tiredly, practically pushing back until the tips sank in with the added spit he globed downward onto your hole, the thick layer of hair which littered across his body raking against your own.

“Thank you sweetheart-“

Moving himself downward, he kneeled just besides where your thighs settled, his digits easily sinking in, squelching with each soft glide. Steve groans, nothing ever would stop him from pleasing you, god he couldn’t even keep his hands to himself, not with you around.

Each lewd plap bounced of the walls, his fingers jamming in, curling and proding at your prostate. You arch upwards into his touch, bouncing back hastily with urgency, almost breaking the curse of sleep that riddled your very body.

He teased and pushed, each nerve inside on fire and illuminating the cause of your stirring, he watched the beads of cum dribble from the tip of your soft cock, pushing him to fuck his fingers back and forth harshly.

Knuckles deep and you still had no clarification, Steve was indeed a menace, especially when it came down to your own pleasure, his mouth agape as he watched you bounce with need.

“That’s it, there we go”

He smoothly grumbled, almost testing the waters, just to see how far you would go to make his life a living hell but one worth living. Each graze, each thrust of the two digits, it had you scrambling at the sheets for forgiveness.

“Never thought- never thought in a million years that all I had to do…fuck- was slip two fingers into your little boy cunt to wake you up”

Steve was never going to let this go, not now, not with his cock weeping and dribbling with pre, hard and proud between his hairy thighs.

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Just a little 18+ baby blurb about joe keery’s/Steve Harringtons fingers because im enamored at the thought of him having you sit on his leg and ride his hand while he fucks his fist and watches you, no anatomy is mentioned

You think you’d feel embarrassed with anyone else, the way his eyes were burning into your own and the heavy tension punctuated with the wet sounds of you fucking yourself onto his fingers was enough to have your entire body flushing with the need to hide your face. Just two of his thick fingers stretching you so perfectly that you floundered at the thought of the burn that you’d feel sinking onto his cock.

“You can do it, gorgeous. I need you nice and warmed up before you can take me.” The hand that wasn’t rested on his thigh and slotted between your legs was languidly stroking his cock, sliding up to gather the beading precum and dragging it down his throbbing cock, the ache to be in you soothed more by the glazed and teary look in your eyes as you got closer and closer to cumming from fucking his fingers than it was by his loose grip he had on himself.

“Fuck you’re squeezing me, does it feel that good baby?”

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content: somnophilia, dumbification, bulge/slight cum inflation, overstimulation

Steve blinked awake, his mind clouded from sleeping. He immediately tilted his head, looking toward your side of the bed only to see you not there. He tried sitting up only to be knocked back into the pillow a second later.

His mouth fell open as a surge of pleasure ran up his spine, yet again clouding his mind.

“You up, pretty boy?” You questioned, chuckling. “Lost you there for a minute.”

Oh right.

In his unconscious haze, he’d forgotten how he passed out in the first place. He tensed his muscles, moaning again when he felt your cock still in him.

He had no idea how long he’d been out, nor did he have any idea how much either of you had cum at this point. His stomach was sticky, covered in his own watery cum. He could feel your orgasm leaking out of him, though your cock kept most of it from leaking out.

And shit did he feel full.

He could feel a bulge in his stomach, no doubt from a combination of your cock and the amount of times you’d cum.

You barely waited for him to adjust, your hips snapping into his the second he looked coherent enough. He answered you in nothing but moans and whines, his hands tightly gripping the sheets below him.

“Feel so tight around me, Steve,” You smirked, both hands gripping his hips.

“Hnnn only for you,” He barely got the sentence out, taking one of your hands and holding it tightly.

“Gonna fuck you full Stevie,” You moaned, leaning down and speaking into his ear. His eyes rolled back, neck exposed to you. “Maybe I’ll make you wear a plug all day, hm?”

Steve only nodded at the idea, biting down hard on his lip.

“Or I could just leave you like this, watch me dripping down your legs the rest of the day.” You huffed, kneeling and lifting one of Steve’s legs over your shoulder, hitting his prostate far harder than before.

“FUCK, Y/n,” Steve practically yelled, squeezing your hand. “You’re gonna fuck a baby into me.” He barely got to finish his sentence, his mouth falling open again.

“Yeah? Think I can get you full enough to fuck a kid into you?” You asked, smirking at how fast Steve nodded. “Looks like I fucked you stupid.” He only nodded more.

“Gonnacumgonna,” A moan interrupted him, watery cum dripping down his cock.

“Fuck baby,” You groaned, feeling your own end approaching. “You’re gripping me so tight.” You came a second later, pounding another load into Steve’s ass.

You slowed down, finally pulling out. It forced a whine out of Steve when you did so. He watched, barely moving, as you spread his legs, getting a closer look at his hole. Your cum dripped from him, slowly spilling out. You reached on the bed next to you, grabbing the plug you’d set out. You took two fingers, pushing some of your cum back in before sliding the plug into Steve’s ass. It earned another moan from him, his hole still sensitive.

You leaned down, meeting his lips for a slow, much less lustful kiss. “Think you can keep that in for a whole movie?” You questioned. It was a day in, what better time to make Steve a horny mess in your house?

He nodded, “Fuck yes.”

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200 followers!! Thank You Everyone ♡

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I haven't written in many years and personally I don't think I'm very good at it xD. But apparently you guys are enjoying it, so thanks for the support 💕

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spicyspiders · 2 years

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Could you do a sub!steve harrington x dom!masc!male reader? sex in a public place, I can’t really think where.. but like, hair pulling, degrading, and maybe Steve crying?

I didn't put any degradation, but I hope you still like it. This is a follow up to this.

You loved Steve. Sometimes it felt like you loved him with your entire being, and the little things that you would notice throughout the day would remind you of why you loved him so much. On some days though, it was harder to feel that love with how bad of a day you were having.

You’ve heard the saying, don’t work with your best friend, and on days when you weren’t feeling like yourself, you didn’t have to work with Steve.

Everyone has their bad days and you both had been around each other when you weren’t in the best of moods, but now that you had the job with Steve at Family Video, there would be moments where you had no choice but to be around Steve, even when you didn’t want to be.

You weren’t sure if it was a specific thing to lower your spirits, but by the halfway point of your morning shift, you sure felt it.

Working at Family Video was a relatively chill job, but it was normal for the rest of your shift to drag along when you were working the night shift and returned from your break.

It felt like only a few seconds had passed after you clocked back in that you manager was giving you another task, “I need you to go restock the candy,” your manager wasn’t as bad as others you had at other jobs, but you had a hard time holding back an eyeroll.

The checkout counter was one of the most cluttered spots in the store, and having to go to the back and bring out the boxes of candy to restock only made it worse. You were able to start and get through most of the stocking when you felt that someone was watching you, and when you looked up, it was Steve.

“Are you going to help me or just stare?”

Steve leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest, “I’m good with just staring,” when he could see that you didn’t like his response, he held his hands up in surrender and stepped over to help.

You finished quietly, and while you were working you could see out of the corner of your eye the glances Steve kept throwing your way. “Thanks,” you said softly when the last of the candy was stocked back up.

“Excuse me!” The harsh tone of a women’s voice made you jump, and when you looked up, your eyes landed on the sight of an angry looking mother standing with her son.

You couldn’t help but let out a sign, this wasn’t going to be good. “Yes mam?” You asked, trying to sound calm.

“My son just tripped over one of the bexes you left out!” She said angrily.

“I’m sorry, mam,” you said tiredly to the woman, and then looked over to her child, “are you alright?” You asked them, but before they could respond, their mother pulled them away. You watched the woman as she stomped out of the store, her child pulled behind them.

Steve stepped up beside you, his arm brushing yours, “did her kid not see the box on the ground beside the counter?”

“Guess not,” you muttered, stepping away to take said box to the back of the store. When you returned back to the front, Steve stood behind the counter, watching you closely.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Steve whispered into your ear after you stepped up beside him. He rubbed a comforting hand down your back, making you relax slightly.

“I just want to go home,” you murmured.

Before Steve could respond, you heard the door in the back of the store open, and the two of you turned back to look at you manager walk up to the counter. He placed a set of keys on the counter, “lock up for me?” He asked, not waiting for a response as he kept walking to the door.

“I don’t know how to close the store,” you called to him.

Your manager was halfway out the door before he responded, “all you have to do is turn the lights off and lock the door,” he pointed at Steve, “don’t let him into the office.”

“What did I do?” Steve asked, but your manager was already out the door.

You grabbed the keys, clinching your hand around them. The pain of the contours digging into your hand did little to quell your anger that was building.

With your manager gone, you and Steve were the only two people in the store, and Steve took full advantage of the alone time. He boxed you in from behind, pressing his front to your back, and placing both of his hands on top of yours. The keys fell to the counter with a soft clang, and soon Steve’s hand was filling the space the keys just left.

“Why don’t you,” Steve began, pressing kisses to the skin of your neck, “go lock the doors and I bend you over this counter,” he whispered in your ear. His words were accompanied with the slow grind of his hips into your ass.

“Can you wait an hour?”

Steve pushed off of you and when you turned around, he threw his head back and let out a long groan, “wait,” he paused, mid groan, “wait, does that mean you’ll let me-”

“If we get everything done now, then I can go ahead and lock the door when we close,” you snapped.

Steve was eager to comply and stepped away to begin the tasks he needed to do before the doors were locked. The hour went by quickly, and you thought it would annoy you, but when you would glance up to look at Steve, he had a dopey looking smile on his face.

The second you pulled the key out of the now locked door, Steve was on you. “You don’t know how bad I want to bend you over this counter everytime I see you,” you let Steve press hot kisses onto your neck before you flipped positions, now pressing Steve against the counter.

“Shut up, Steve,” you buried a hand in his hair and pulled him into a kiss. You tightened your grip on his hair, pulling it so you could angle his head to push your tongue into his mouth. With your other hand, you pulled your shirt from your pants. “Get on your knees,” you panted when you pulled away from the kiss.

With shaky hands, Steve unbuckled your belt to open your pants, “want me to eat you out?” He asked, pulling your pants and underwear down to a messy pool at your feet. As good as that sounded, you another idea in mind. You gave your cock a few pumps until you reached full hardness.

Steve’s mouth was a warm, wet opening to guide your cock into. Looking down at the sight in front of you made a groan of pleasure leave your lips. “You can do better than that,” you said lowly. You laced a hand through his hair and gripped it again tightly, and you pulled his hair to bring his mouth down further onto you cock.

Steve gripped both of your thighs tightly as you set up a rough rhythm. As you bobbed his head up and down on your cock, one of his hands left your thighs to move down to his spread legs. “No,” you growled, pulling him off your cock. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” You asked.

Steve looked absolutely gone. His face was wet with tears, and his eyes from which they had fallen were dark with lust, “no,” he whispered roughly. Steve moved his hand from between his legs to place it back on your thigh.

Satisfied, you guided your cock back into his mouth. As you set up the rough rhythm again, you could feel your orgasm building. You moved one of your feet to press it onto his crotch. Not too hard, but just enough to feel Steve’s hips press up into the solid plane of your shoe.

The moan Steve gave to the stimulation made the tight, wet, chanel of his throat vibrate around your cock and made your orgasm shoot through you. You pulled out as it was going, making a few hot spurts of come land on Steve’s messy face. The feeling made your knees buckle, and you fell down on your knees to pull Steve into a kiss.

With shaky hands, you opened up Steve’s pants and pulled them open just enough to free his hard cock. You used the wetness that glistened at the head as lube. You looked from where your hand was wrapped around his cock to his face. You moved foward to lick at the spots on his face where your come was dripping down, and when you were satisfied with the clean up, you pressed your lips to Steve’s in a messy kiss. When your tongues met, the combined taste of your come mixing with the sweat and tears that glistened on Steve’s face made you both whimper.

“Gonna come for me?” You panted, and all Steve could do was nod, “my good boy?” And that was what pushed Steve over into coming wet and messy all over your hands and the front of both of your clothes.

Steve collapsed forward, pulling you down with him. After a few moments of near quiet, the only thing making a noise was your pants as you both tried to get your breathing under control, Steve spoke in a rough voice. “Do I get to bend you over now?”

“You could bend me over any surface you want at home.”

Steve smiled down at you, and pressed his cheek into your hand when you rubbed a hand down it. “Promise?”

You didn’t respond, only gave him your own smile and then pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

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gayaristocrat · 2 years

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(M/n) riding Steve Harrington’s dick with a tight grip on Steve’s neck breaking his flow of oxygen. (M/n) leaning down to Steve’s ear and whispering “Cum if you want to breathe”

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edmetalqueer · 2 years

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*!*!* Hawkins King Hargrove. *!*!* (Chapter 1)

Find Info About This Chapter Here.

WARNINGS: Bullying, Cigarettes, Swearing, Homophobia.

Winter break was over, school beginning, students pulling up at the parking lot in front of Hawkins High & Hawkins Middle School.

Y/N sat on the hood of his car, looking around, seeing familiar faces, new cars, Y/N didn't usually like the other students, but he did always find a interest in The Freak Munson along with hawkin highs ex-king.

Y/N spotted a blue Camaro pull up to the school, Everyone's eyes staring at the man walking out the car, it was not a familiar face to anyone.

The man was smoking a cigarette, he was wearing a jeans jacket, along with a white blouse, and some jeans pants, he had dirty blonde curly hair, and blue eyes.

Every girl seemed to be under a spell, gawking at the sight of him, Y/N couldn't understand why some girls found only a certain group of men attractive, personally, Y/N liked men who were usually outcasts, different.

Then the bell rang, school starting, people started heading inside, Y/N also beginning to walk to the school, when he entered the school halls, he noticed Eddie Munson walking inside, Y/N never understood why he was seen as a freak.

Y/N suddenly felt himself walking towards Eddie, holding his bag, "Hey, Eddie Munson, right?" Y/N asked, Eddie raised an eyebrow, "Yeah! I'm Eddie Munson." Eddie said, confused, "I like your style!" Y/N said, not really knowing what to say.

Eddie smiled politely, "Thank you, why are you so nice to me? Need me to hook you up with pills?" he asked, grinning, Y/N was startled, "No, no! Nothing like that- i just see how you usually get picked on-" Y/N started rambling, Eddie cutting him off.

"So you felt bad for me?" he said, continuing to walk, Y/N following him closely, "No! I just wanted to get to know you!" Y/N said, Eddie smiled again, "Your not like the others, are you?" He asked, Y/N nodded, "I'm- also a outcast."

Eddie looked at him, "Well, you should then come hang out with me, if your a outcast, i sit by the hellfire club table, i'm the leader." He said proudly, Y/N nodded, "You know how to play D&D?" He asked, "Yes! I used to play it a lot growing up but i stopped playing it cause my friends who used to play it with me, left." He answered Eddie.

Eddie smiled brightly, "That's great! not- that your friends left- but that you know how to play D&D!" Eddie said, Y/N smiled, "But, what's your name?" Eddie asked, "Oh right! Y/N L/N!" Y/N said, "Uh, i have algebra soon, it was nice chatting with you, Eddie!" Y/N said, Eddie nodded, "Alright, see you around, L/N." Eddie said, Y/N started walking to his locker, smiling brightly,

Y/N sat in his classroom, listening to the teacher talk, and then the door opened to the classroom, then there he was, the new kid, "Oh! Class, this is your new classmate! He recently moved here from California!" the teacher said, everyone's eyes looking at him.

The man stared around, clearing his throat, "Billy, Billy Hargrove, I'm the new king around here, got it?" Billy said, grinning, everyone seemed obsessed with him, the girls drooling over him, the boys wanted to be him.

The lesson began again as Billy sat in a seat.

Class ended, everyone walking out the classroom in a hurry, can't blame them, Y/N knew that class was boring, lunch about to start, Y/N felt a ball of excitement building up, he went to his locker to put his books inside.

"HEY, HOMO." Y/N heard behind him, seeing Tommy hagan walk towards him, "What do you want, Hagan?" Y/N asked, Y/N always hated Tommy, his always been an asshole, plus he had always made fun of Y/N for liking his ex-friend Steve.

Tommy pushed him against the locker, Y/N didn't understand, did Tommy have a reason? well, Tommy never did, only that he was a total dick all the time, "C'mon! Defend yourself, Homo!" Tommy said in a mocking tone.

"No, your not worth my time, Hagan." Y/N said, trying to move away, Tommy gripping him by the shirt collar, "It's time you learn to not talk back to me." Tommy spat out, Y/N groaned, "Your literally just like any weak little pathetic boy in this school." That was it that made Tommy hit him in the face.

Y/N was about to accept his faith, when something or someone stopped him, "Leave him alone, Tommy, we don't want your girlfriend knowing that your fucking her best friend, would we now?" a familiar voice said, Y/N remembered that voice, it was Steve Harrington, the man who he had been obsessed with for decades, the man he'd thought never even would know he existed.

Tommy quickly ran away, Y/N had honestly never seen Tommy get stopped before like that, "Hey are you okay? I'm sorry about, Tommy." Y/N looked up, seeing Steve, Y/N smiled, "Uh- yeah, i'm fine, i'm used to him being an asshole-" Y/N said, smiling, Steve nodded, "I'm Steve Harrington, you probably know me from last year after being the asshole king." Steve said.

"Everyone knows who King Stev- Steve Harrington is!" Y/N said, Steve smiled, "And you are i suppose, L/N?" Steve said, Y/N nodded, "Tommy used to always talk about this creep named L/N, i never knew who he was, but, you don't seem like a creep" Steve said, Y/N nodded, "I'm usually told i'm a creep by others." Y/N said, Steve felt horrible, he felt pity for him.

"Well, L/N, i hope maybe i see you around?" Steve said, Y/N nodded, "Yeah!" he answered, Steve waved goodbye, walking away, Y/N felt happy, excited, this day couldn't get much better.

Y/N finished putting his stuff in the locker, starting to head to the cafeteria, he remembered what Eddie said, that he sits by the hellfire club, Y/N didn't quiet understand what he meant by that, until he entered the cafeteria.

He saw Eddie sat by a table in the cafeteria, along with him sat other people, probably the other members of hellfire, Y/N went to grab his food, heading over to the table, "Oh, You did come!" Eddie said, smiling, Y/N nodded.

"Please, take a seat!" Eddie said, Y/N sat down beside some other members of the club, "This is the boy i was talking about!" Eddie explained to his friends, "So this is L/N?" a boy said.

The boy had brown curly short hair, blue eyes, he wasn't short or tall, average size of 5'8, "Uhm, yeah! I'm L/N! Y/N L/N!" Y/N said awkwardly.

Lunch felt faster then usual, Y/N left the cafeteria talking with Eddie & his other friends, they had been telling Y/N about the campaigns, "You should come by some day and join us!" Eddie said, Y/N nodded, "I think i will!".

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sub!bottom!ftm Steve x dom!top!masc reader

☆ Word Count: 1,610 ☆

↳ [REQUEST] | AFAB Language Used

i think this is my 100th request 😭

CW: Locker Room Sex, Teasing, Oral, Praise Kink, Fingering, Daddy Kink, Squirting, Cum Swallowing, accidentally dialogue heavy

Once again, your teammate is checking you out. He’s been looking at you weirdly for weeks now and you're convinced he has a crush on you. It started with random glances and turned into full on stares.

He always thought you were attractive and he found himself looking at you in every class you share and at every practice. And each time he felt more and more drawn to you. It started off innocent, all he wanted was to hold hands and kiss. But then he started thinking about you in ways that aren't so family friendly. You’re confident and dominant on the court, he wonders if you're the same in bed. He feels bad but he's been masturbating to you. He does things he’d never thought he’d do. He feels perverted doing it but he often buys popsicles and practices sucking you off. He even managed to buy a dildo but he was too scared to use it so he just rubs his cunt against the plastic shaft. He settled with fantasies but he realized that wasn't enough.

“Staring again? Am I that good looking?” You chuckle. Steve’s eyes widen, a blush spreading across his cheeks. He stutters for a bit before you stop him. “I’m just kidding, Steve.” You smile sweetly.

“Ri- right-” He quickly turns around and rushes to the bathroom to wash his face and cool down.

It happens again the next day, this time he was being very obvious with his arousal. He was on the bench for ‘health reasons’ (he just wanted to watch you) and you noticed him squeezing his legs together and giving you bedroom eyes.

“Am I the only one who gets the ‘Steve Harrington Death Stare’?” You chuckled. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Steve’s entire face burned red. “Um-”

“You don't have to explain right now. I think I understand.” You winked at him. “But I’d like to hear it from you eventually.”

Hope filled his heart. If he confesses, will you say yes?

He takes a while to build up the courage to confess but he finally does. And now here’s Steve, standing in front of you in the empty locker room while fiddling with his thumbs. You wait patiently for him to speak rather than rushing him, he appreciates it.

“Whenever you…you tease me, I feel so...so..”

“Horny?” You smirk, remembering how turned on he looked sitting on the bench.

His ears tinge red. He wasn't going to say that, but you're far from wrong. “Yeah...and I just wanna…I want you to tease me and- and praise me, and make me do whatever you want me to...” He trails off, eyes widening as he realizes what he’s saying. “I get it if you- if you’re uncomfortable! You can just pretend this never happened!”

“Whatever I want, huh?” You smirk. “Kneel.”

His eyes are blown wide as he falls to his knees. He looks to you for approval before pulling down your shorts and boxers, your half hard cock slapping him in the face. He takes it in his hand and drags his tongue along your shaft, mimicking the girls in the porno DVDs he borrowed at Family Video. He watches as you grow to full size, the sight causes a throbbing sensation in his pants. He imagined you being big but this is a whole different story.

“Put it in your mouth, sweetheart.” You urge. Steve does as you ask, opening his mouth and taking the tip of your cock in his mouth. He looks up at you as he tries to swallow you whole, stopping halfway. He knows his limits. He sucks you off for at least a minute, trying his very best to please you, before pulling away and looking at you with a sweet expression.

“Am I doing okay..?” He asks softly. It's his first time doing anything with another guy, he wants to make sure he’s doing it right. Plus, he wants to hear you praise him.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby..” You wrap your fingers in his hair, guiding him back onto your length. Steve closes his eyes and starts to ‘properly’ suck you off. “Look at me.”

His eyes flutter open, his gaze focusing on you. He moves his mouth up and down your shaft while keeping eye contact the whole time.

“What a sight..” You sigh. “You look so pretty like this, Steve. Wish I had a camera.”

Steve moans and picks up the pace, encouraged to do more. He brings his hand inside his shorts and presses two fingers against his clit. He rubs it in circles and moans, bobbing his head up and down vigorously.

“Look at you, getting turned on from sucking my cock..” You murmur, gently pulling him off of you. “How about I take care of that?”

Steve shakes his head lightly. “I like…I like making you feel good..”

You never thought of Steve as the type to prefer pleasing rather than being pleased but now that you've been made aware of it, it makes sense. You've heard rumors that his parents are never home, the reason why he has so many parties, it's clear that he needs someone to give him the praise he never received.

“You know how you can make me feel even better? Get over there and bend over.” You point to the wall of lockers.

Steve quickly does as you asked, jutting his ass out and looking back at you. You walk up behind him and pull his shorts off. His boxers are white, which allows you to see how wet he is. He’s soaked just from sucking you off. You pull them off, revealing his pretty pussy. You slowly slide one finger inside him and then another.

“How often do you touch yourself, Steve?” You ask, your chest resting on his back.

He turns more red than he already is. “Everyday..” He whispers.

“Really? What do you think about?” You start fingering him.

“You, [Name].” He admits.

“Of course.” You chuckle. “Do you use toys? Or just your fingers?”

“I…I..” He’s too embarrassed to tell you the truth.

“Come on, tell me.” You angle your fingers to his pleasure spot, making him whine.

“I finger myself but sometimes- fuck-” His face is a bright red. “I use a dildo..”

“So you've already taken something inside you?”

He shakes his head. “I rub…”

“You rub your pussy against the toy?” You ask and he nods. “Fuck…I need to see that.”

Steve moans. “You can watch–”

“Yeah? God, I bet you’d look so fucking hot doing it..” You pull your fingers out. “I’m gonna put it in.”

He gulps and prepares himself for your entrance. As you ease yourself inside him, he shuts his eyes and leans his head back. You're filling him up so well. “Mm- Daddy~” He moans out mindlessly.

“Does it feel good, baby?”

“Yes- fuck- you're so big-” He grins, loving how you stretch him out.

“You feel good too–” You groan in his ear, causing him to shiver. “Can I move?”

He nods.

You grip his hips and start fucking into him at a gentle pace. You don't want to hurt him.

“Mm- go faster, if you want~” He already feels like he's on cloud 9 but he has a feeling that you're holding back. “Wanna make you feel good, Daddy~”

“Don’t say that, I won’t be able to hold back.”

“‘M yours, Daddy, use me.”

You dig your nails into his skin and thrust into him roughly, practically rearranging his insides. Steve lets out loud, slutty moans without an ounce of shame. It feels too good for him to care about his surroundings. “Do you want everyone in the school to hear you? You want someone to come in and find you like this?”

He giggles, the thought of someone finding him getting pounded by you only makes him more excited. “Yes~!”

“Yes?” You laugh. “I didn’t know you were a whore, Harrington.”

“I’m your whore~!” He exclaims.

You somehow fuck him even harder and rougher than before, riled up by his words. You ram into his cunt relentlessly, enamored by the plushness of his wet pussy and the sluttiness of his words. Steve bites his lip as tears start to stream down his cheeks. He feels so fucking good, it's like electricity's running through him.

“Daddy–” He whines. “‘M gonna come-”

“Before me? How selfish.” You tease him.

Steve blabbers out an apology, crying harder.

“I'm kidding, sweetheart.” You bring your hand down to his clit, rubbing it in circles. Steve’s legs shake as you pull him into an orgasm, eyes rolling back as he squirts all over the floor and lockers. You help him through his orgasm before pulling out. You help him onto his knees and stroke yourself over his face. He sticks out his tongue and waits for you to come. It doesn't take long before you’re spurting thick ropes of cum all over his face and tongue.

“You did so well for me, Steve..” You murmur, helping him stand up. “Such a good boy for me.” You bring him to the showers.

bonus:

Steve rubs his sopping wet pussy along his pink dildo, pulling on his nipples and whimpering like a puppy while you watch him. His eyes are trained on your lower half as he watches you get off to him. Everything feels good, his pussy, his nipples, your gaze…but now that he's gotten a taste of it, he just wants your cock now. He wants to be good for you though, so he'll keep going as long as you want.

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Movie night - Part two

Kinktober day 18

Summary: After being invited to escape a Movie and instead watch a movie with his secret boyfriend, things start to get hot.

Those under sixteen, use she/her or she/they pronouns or consider themselves female, DNI.

A/n: Sorry it took me so long to make another part but here you go.

Softtop!Steve x Sub!Male reader

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Everything had started to fade away slowly. As if it no longer existed. The noise coming from the tv, the hard rock song outside the window that would never close no matter how hard Steve slammed it down.

He kept the door locked but still kept his hand over your mouth incase some drunk idiot decided to find a room to sleep in and heard what was going on between you and Steve.

His fingers brushed against your thighs; which Steve had made clear on several occasions without speaking that he was obsessed with them. On occasions he would press you between something while groping your thighs in plain sight, yet no one ever seem to catch the two of you.

The feeling of adrenaline and getting caught made Steves pants tighten, or maybe it was just you itself.

His hand slid deeper, making its way to your crotch and stroking the area. A smile crept onto his when he caught the small shift in your position, pressing his hand closer to where you needed him the most. He bit his lip when you let out a little whimper only audible to him and his tounge came out of his mouth to lick his lips at the way you looked right now. Completely desperate for him to touch you more.

At this point the movie was off Steve’s mind and he was already directing all his attention towards your body, gripping you tighter then before. “You’re really pretty, you know that?” He mumbles, kissing your jaw. His eyes remained open, locked with yours.

Bitting the side of your tongue, you try your best to ignore his hand finding its way below the fabric of your boxers. His lips continued to explore the skin above your neck, enjoying the noises you thought you were doing a ok job at suppressing.

You swallowed hard, his fingers poking your growing hard-on before pulling back out and resting on your thighs. A groan of frustration came from your lips, much to Steve’s dislike.

“Don’t be bitchy,” he grumbled, lips parting from you.

His touch left your whole body, making you shiver at the thought of him punishing you for your brattiness, but he instead got off the bed, dropping to his knees while he searched for something under the bed.

A hum of happiness came from under, along with the sound of dragging. Steve threw a box onto the bed, crawling back beside you. “Take your pants off,” he said, nonchalantly while he opened the box.

“What’s in there? You asked, eyeing the box suspiciously.

He grinned, staring at you pants before going back to make eye contact with you.

“Trust me, you’ll love it.

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Part three - I’m sorry I split it again but this’ll be the last part 😭😭

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