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urcuteharrington · 2 years
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head in the clouds🕊💌
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pairing-steve harrington x fem! reader
summary- steve can’t stop thinking of the way you wrap around him…
word count- 1.2k
warnings- p in v, dirty thoughts in public, sub to dom steve, handjob, making out, the usual smut shit
a/n- now this has been in my head all day and i just needed to write it asap. hope you enjoy and hit my inbox id love to chat or take requests!
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steve's pov
"hey steve can you put these back on the shelves" robin says to me from behind the front counter. "yeah, sure" i say as i start pushing the go backs to the romance section. putting the movies back i notice one that y/n and i rented a few days ago. the memories of that night flood my brain as the image of her riding me plays. her head thrown back and those sweet noises she made, ' fuck' i mutter out as i feel my pants tighten around my erection.
the face she makes when she slides down on me and that fucking gasp. "fuck steve, you're so fucking big" she moaned out when she slide all the way down my dick. feeling her squeeze me as she adjusts to my size, watching her plump lips swollen from the make-out sesh that led to this.
i fix my pants to hide my obvious erection but the images keep playing. her sweet moans as she starts bouncing up and down on me. "oh steve" she says as i thrust into her. y/n breast bouncing up and down with her movements. how soft they are the squeeze and how easily they become hard when i pinch her nipples.
"steve...steve..." i hear her moan out. "steve" robin says as she shakes my shoulder. "what?" i say as i turn to look at her. "i'm going on break can you work the front" she says as she walks to the backroom.
I stand in the front as call y/n, *ring...ring...ring* she picks up. "hey i really need to see you after work, im gonna pick you up so be ready at 7:00" i say quickly. "oh alright i'll see you then" she says and i end the call.
"alright i'm clocking out" i say to robin as i toss her the keys to lock up when shes off. she waves me off and i head straight over to y/n's place.
y/n's pov
i finish up by putting on steve's favorite perfume. the urgent way he spoke over the phone i knew exactly why. i wore his favorite bra and pantie set for nights like these. nights where he couldn't contain himself from the thoughts of us fucking. this happened often so i knew immediately. i hear a honk from outside and start heading out.
walking up the stairs to his room i am immediately pushed to the wall as his lips find mine. my hands find their way to his neck and hair as i deepen the kiss. i wrap my leg around his thigh pushing his body closer to mine. his hard erection pressed up against my inner thigh dangerously close to my cunt.
he runs his hand down my lower back and squeezes my ass making me moan into our kiss. i lower one hand down his chest and make my way to his erection. i palm him softly and he pulls away moaning in my ear. "keep doing that you're gonna make me cum" he says to me as he kisses my neck.
i giggle as i start unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. out lips reconnect and i start giving him a hand job under his underwear. his pre-cum making it easier for me to wank him. "fuck" he says into our kiss as i run my thumb over his soft pink tip.
he pulls away and looks deeply into my eyes, "i need you right now" he says as i walk him to the bed. i push him on and tell him to remove his shirt and pants. "ah ah ah you have to wait a little pretty boy" i say as i start striping for him. "oh fuck" he mumbles as he sees me dressed in his favorite bra and pantie set.
" turn around for me baby" he says as he admires my plump ass in his favorite panties. i turn to face him and climb on top of him. our lips meet and his hands roam my body feeling my bare skin. "i want you in me steve" i say, "..but can you please help me take off my bra" i continue as he quickly unhooks it with one hand. i toss my bra to the side and he places kisses on my breasts.
he licks my nipple and blows softly watching it harden. he squeezes my boobs leaving deep dark hickies across my chest. we lock eyes and i see his lips are swollen from our kissing. "please fuck me steve" i say as i feel my panties soaked with slick.
he kicks off his underwear and i toss mine into the growing pile. i stand on my knees above him and grab his erection. i give it a few pumps before aligning it with my entrance. rubbing his pink tip along my slit to lube him up. his tip kisses my entrance as i lower myself onto him.
i gasp and look into his eyes as he runs his hands through his hair. i feel him stretching me out as our pelvis meet. "fuck, i can see how deep i am." he says as he runs his fingers over my belly bulge. he places his hands on my hips helping me stay steady.
i move my hips in a circle, round and round as i begin bouncing up and down. his tip hitting my cervix every time our hips meet. his throaty moans, my moans, and skin slapping is all that can be heard. "steve you're so deep" i moan out as i throw my head back.
he quickly flips us over and starts fucking me doggystyle. my ass up, back arched, face being fucked into the mattress. "oh fuck" i moan out loud as he slaps my ass hard, leaving a bright red hand print. his thrusts deep and fast as his balls slap my clit.
"you're so fucking tight" he groans out as he hits my g-spot. "right there steve please" i beg him as tears pool around my eyes, smudging my mascara. he abuses that spot making me mumble, "you're taking me so well princess" he says as he slaps my ass again.
"who's makin' you feel this good" he says, "steve" i moan out. "louder" he says as i scream his name repeatedly, "steveee".
he reaches over rubbing my clit in rough circles. "cum for me princess, cum all over my dick" he says as he trusts hard into me making me see stars. i feel that boiling sensation take over as i cum. he thrusts into me a few more time before cumming deep inside me. "fuck, that was amazing" he says as we fall onto the bed side by side.
he cuddles into me kissing my shoulder softly. "let me run you a bath and clean you up" he whispers into my ear as we fall from our high. "i'm sorry if i was rough, i've just been thinkin' about you all day" he says making me laugh.
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artrealla · 1 month
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golden hour cuddles
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unsteddie · 4 days
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Steve agrees to play npc parts for Eddie's big one shot that he's been planning forever, but only if Eddie will play basketball with him. So they meet Lucas and Max at the court in the park and Eddie will not shut up about everything.
It's hot, his shorts are rubbing his legs weird, the sun's too bright. Just in general being as annoying as possible. It doesn't bother Steve even a little, he's too busy being smug about getting Eddie into basketball shorts at all. Sure he was still wearing a band shirt, but the shorts were a win.
It starts pretty normal, Max is absolutely ripping them apart verbally and it's working weirdly well to balance out her actual basketball skills, which are nothing to write home about. Eddie whines everytime hes got to run up or down the court, but he does ok at controlling the ball and manages to catch it when Steve throws it to him.
Steve's being blocked by Lucas who's the same height now, and Max is running for Eddie and the ball. Steve's yelling at him to throw it, just aim for the net, and he does. He sinks it, the ball barely touches the rim. He shouts in victory and runs to Steve for a congratulatory kiss, losing the ball to Max, completely worth it.
Over the course of the next few minutes he sinks two more. Steve calls for a pause in the game and simply hands Eddie the ball and tells him to shoot. Another basket. He moves him farther back and Eddie makes it again. Eventually he's standing at the free throw line having scored 7 consecutive baskets and he looks at Steve in wonder and says
"hey, I think I'm good at this?"
Max and Lucas are losing their minds, Lucas is somewhere behind him saying "of course he's good at this." Over and over again.
Steve can't decide if he's more frustrated or charmed, but what he says is "what the fuck, we could have won the championship if you hadn't been a nerd."
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tubesock86 · 11 months
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80s BABY!
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morganbritton132 · 19 days
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Eddie has the band over and they’re jamming together on a live-stream when Steve gets off work and interrupts them. He’s all smiles when he’s like, “Hey, guess what. One of my students called me the D-word today.”
Eddie; One of your students called you a dumbass and you’re happy about it?
Steve: No
Jeff: Then why are you smiling?
Steve: They didn’t-
Gareth: Did they call you a douchebag?
Grant: Dipshit?
Steve: Dad! One of my students called me dad today.
The band:
The band: Oh
Eddie: That’s great! How many times is that now?
Steve: Thirteen!
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plistommy · 25 days
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in his 40s after 20 years of tours, award ceremonies and parties with fucking celebrities, Steve finally went back to school and studied to start working as a councilor in a high school.
He quickly becomes a favourite staff member among the students, especially the ones in the GSA he founded and runs. But to them, he is a complete mystery. He takes to just dropping shocking pieces of information in the middle of a conversation to watch the students’ shock. and he shamelessly uses the promise of a story to bribe students into behaving.
the best reaction by far, is the one he gets at graduation every year, when he tells that year’s graduating GSA members that he is indeed married to Eddie Munson, front man of the very famous metal band ‘corroded coffin’.
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2jihiir0 · 3 months
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“Open up, princess...”
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jeysuso · 2 years
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#what i wouldn’t give for this man to just fucking punch me
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urcuteharrington · 2 years
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skull rock🕊💌
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pairing- steve harrington x g/n reader
summary- steve takes you to skull rock for a lil make out sesh
word count-782
warnings- making out ig
a/n- first fic since being back from my hiatus so hope it’s not toooo bad i’m still getting use to writing again<3
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I get up and start getting ready to visit steve at work since he gets off soon. I walk up to family video with my walkman playing "girls on film". I start pulling my headphones down I see steve and robin fighting about what movie they should put on next. They don't seem to notice me, so I stand at the counter putting my head in my head sighing. I start tapping on the front counter bell *ring*ring*ring* trying to catch their attention. "is this really the way you guys treat your customers?" I say laughing as robin pulls the bell away from me. "hi y/n" she says and fills me in about the fight. "well I think I should pick the movie..." they give each other a side glance. I walk through the isles of horror, comedy, sci-fi, and land on the action section. I skim through and find "back to the future". "since you guys were too busy in the bathroom during this movie why don't we watch this?". They reluctantly agree and I let me put the movie in.
"my shift is gonna end soon" steve whispers in my ear. " I was thinking we could head down to skull rock" he continues as I feel heat rush up to my cheeks. I nod my head and smile at him, agreeing to go. As time passes I can't help but glance over at steve with a smile on my face. He checks his watch and sees that it's closing time. "y/n could you flip the sign and help us clean up?" I nod and walk over to the front.
"well i'll see you later robin" i say giving her a hug. steve opens my door and looks at me" i haven't gotten a kiss all day" he says making a pouty face. "believe me you'll have enough where we're going" I say as I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He gives me a cheeky smile and closes my door.
He parks in the entrance of the woods and we get down. We walk hands intertwined "steeeveee this is taking forever" I say pouting giving him a mild squeeze. "ah ah ah patience is key my love" he says trailing ahead. "see I told you we would make it" he says smiling as the large skull rock stands before us.
we walk over to our usual spot and steve pins me against the rock wall. "you look gorgeous tonight" he says as his lips hover over mine. his warm breath making my lips tingle in excitement. steves lips crash into mine moving in-sync like he knew exactly what he was doing. licking the bottom of my lip he asks for permission and i part my lips to soon feel his tongue against mine. fighting for dominance a moan slips past my lips as he start caressing my waist. his fingertips cold to the touch sending goosebumps to rise.
we pull away to catch our breaths and i see his lips plump and red. he moves towards my neck and starts leaving soft long kisses along my neck. he moves past my sweet spot teasing me as he kisses around it. "steve" i moan as he starts leaving love bites scattered along my collarbone. reaching my sweet spot once again he licks it gently and hovers over it, his warm breath arousing me further as i wait for what he does next. he softly kisses my sweet spot and i moan pulling him closer.
" steve look at me" i say as he pulls back, his eyes sparkling in the evening sky making my heart swoon. i flip our position and a cheeky smile lands on his plump lips. Our lips meet again and i feel his bulge pressing against my leg making me smile. I press my body against him further deepening our kiss as i hear a small sweet groan. One hand on his cheek and the other on his chest feeling his tone muscles.
my hand travels lower pressing gently on his bulge while moving down to his neck. long gentle kisses left leading to his sweet spot, groans and moans fill the air softly as i reach that special spot. licking and kissing that spot while palming him because i know it drives him crazy. i suck on that sweet spot until a small purple mark appears claiming him as mine. "fuck y/n" is all that can leave his mouth.
i get up and look him in the eyes smiling. "look at you getting all worked up harrington" i say pointing at the tent in his pants. "not my fault you're such a tease"
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artrealla · 1 month
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imfinereallyy · 1 year
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“Steve, it’s an emergency. I need to kiss you. Actually, I need you to kiss me. But I can’t just do it without asking because what if you don’t want me to, and I practically attack you? So yes or no? I swear it’s for a good cause.” Eddie comes running up to Steve in the bar, panting so hard Steve can see the chest movements.
They have taken Robin to a bar out in Indy to get her laid finally. Or at least a tongue in her mouth. The girl is pent up. And it’s Steve’s job as best friend to make that happen (Robin has told him to stop saying that, ‘it is gross’). Eddie is the only other queer person they know and, luckily, has made quite a few trips to Indy to know which bars were the good ones. He tells Steve that, like Robin, he is desperate to get laid, so this is the perfect opportunity.
Steve does his best to try and ignore the burning jealousy he feels at that. Eddie doesn’t know about his feelings (hell about his sexuality), and Steve is pretty sure Eddie doesn’t see him that way.
“Huh?” Asks confused, his brain struggling to process.
“Okay, I see you’re stuck on how to answer, but Steve—“ Eddie grips Steve’s shoulder, and Steve tries not to swoon. “—my ex, the extra shitty one, is here, and if he sees me alone I’ll either a) go home with him tonight and—“
Steve cuts Eddie off with a searing kiss. The thought of Eddie going home with someone else was enough for Steve’s brain to catch up to speed. Steve presses Eddie against the bar. The loud bass of the music suddenly becomes a light thrum in the background. All that he feels is the delightful pressure of their lips together. Eddie’s hands slide up into Steve’s hair as he gets pressed harder into the bar. Steve’s hands' grip Eddie’s waist and give them a tight squeeze. The idea of bruises being left behind, a mark of what they are doing here, makes Steve deepen the kiss. His tongue used to massage Eddie’s, tasting the menthol and rum on his breath. Eddie moans loud and heavy, vibrating Steve’s entire body.
“Eddie?” A voice interrupts them. Steve feels his anger spark back slightly but wills it down because the interruption is probably needed. They are very close to getting kicked out for public indecency.
“Oh hey, Ryan.” Eddie looks the blonde man up and down. He’s cute, Steve notes, but he lacked personality in his appearance. He isn’t what Steve expects from an ex of Eddie’s. He isn’t naive enough to think Eddie dates exclusively metal heads, but he expects someone to match Eddie’s energy. This guy—Ryan apparently—looks like every other guy you’d find on a Sunday in Supermart. Boring and lacking imagination.
“Who’s this?” Ryan looks at Steve pissed.
“Steve?” Eddie wraps an arm around his waist, bringing Steve close up against him. “This is my boyfriend.”
“This dude’s your boyfriend?” Ryan snorts. “C'mon baby, I know you can do better.”
Steve feels his anger finally pop. “He is not your baby. Yea, he can do better than both of us combine, but I’m lucky enough to get him. Now, you interrupted our time together, and we both know you saw what we’re up to, so don’t act like it wasn’t on purpose.”
Ryan startles backwards, “I—“
“Sorry, maybe I wasn’t clear. I meant leave the fuck right now.” Steve grits out, some of his Upside Down protection mode popping out. Ryan scatters quickly.
“Jesus, Steve, that was amazing. I’m sorry I had to make you uncomfortable with that.” Eddie’s eyes find his and cuts Steve off before he can protest and explain no, he really did like that “—and you never even let me explain reason b, by the way! Reason b is b) he would probably humiliate me in the middle of the club.”
Steve nods at Eddie but has one track mind at this point. He grabs Eddie by the face this time before crashing their lips together once again. This time Steve moans into Eddie’s mouth as they both get lost in the kiss.
Steve pulls back ever so slightly and talks directly into Eddie’s mouth, “Sorry. I think he’s still staring. Needed to do more.”
Eddie, with swollen lips and a kissed-out face, looks around the bar to find nothing. “I don’t see him anywhere.”
Steve smirks and pulls Eddie by his belt loops so they are flushed together. Steve leans into Eddie’s ear and nibbles at his lobe. “Hmmm, you’re right. I think he’s actually in the bathroom. Maybe we should kiss in front of him there.” Steve whispers hotly.
Eddie’s brain, which has short-circuited much like Steve only minutes ago, finally catches up. Eddie groans, his face collapsing into Steve’s neck. He licks a stripe up Steve’s neck all the way to his mouth. “Fuck. Yea, baby, I think I saw him too. Think kissing, though, won’t be enough. We might need to up our game.”
Steve nips at Eddie’s lips, “I was hoping you would say that. Guess I just know how much you love your games, Eds.”
They meet each other for one last searing kiss before rushing to the bathrooms to share a very tight, very heated stall.
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upsidedog · 8 months
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Second time's the charm
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steddie-as-they-come · 7 months
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Steve Harrington sucks at kissing.
It’s something everyone in school knows. The King can’t kiss to save his life. He’s motionless, emotionless. It’s like kissing a brick wall.
And yes, he makes up for it in other ways, ways that let all the girls he’s with get past the weird kissing thing. Nancy’s not big on PDA anyway, so minimum kissing is fine with her.
The rumors spread, though. Girls talk to their friends about how they try to “teach” him to kiss, giving him gentle instructions murmured against his lips, to no avail. The movements are flat, jerky, like he’s being puppeted around on marionette strings.
He just can’t do it.
Robin teases him about it exactly once, early on in their Scoops Ahoy careers. But she sees how sad it makes him, sees how he twists the strand of hair by his ear around and around his finger (a nervous habit of his that she learns about much later), and resolves to never talk about it again. If only to get him to stop looking like she dropkicked his puppy into an active volcano.
When Steve starts dating Eddie, they don’t kiss much. Eddie’s not experienced, and he’s also not stupid. He heard the rumors in high school. The last thing he wants is for Steve to be forced into doing something he doesn’t want to do. And it’s really okay. Steve’s good with his hands (like, obscenely good), and he treats Eddie like a person, not a prize or a target. Bar’s low, but Steve’s still hurtling over it.
So it’s about half a month into their relationship when they kiss for the first time.
Eddie graduates, and Steve just gets so excited he yanks Eddie down an empty corridor in the school, picks him up by the waist and spins him around like a Disney princess.
And then he kisses him.
Eddie’s long hair is falling like a curtain around their faces, blocking out the whole world until it’s just them. Steve’s lips are warm, slotted perfectly against Eddie’s own, and his hands are braced around Eddie’s waist. Eddie feels his diploma fall from his hands, and he weaves his hand into Steve’s hair and tilts his head up, kissing him deeper.
Steve breaks away just then. Eddie chases Steve’s mouth with his own on instinct.
“Sorry,” Steve says breathlessly.
“What the hell are you sorry for?” Eddie demands in a harsh whisper. “I thought you were bad at kissing!”
“I am!” Steve says. “I got excited, sorry. I won’t do it again.”
“Why not?” Eddie says indignantly. “That was by far the best kiss I have ever had. Did you not like it?”
Steve looks like he’s running on autopilot. “No, it was amazing, I just… everyone says I’m bad at kissing. I didn’t want to make you kiss me.”
Eddie drags him close, slams him against the wall like he did in the boathouse, except this time with significantly more horny undertones. “You should keep that reputation.” Eddie says in a low tone. “I think no one else, but me, gets to know how good of a kisser you are.”
“Works for me,” Steve says, breath ghosting over Eddie’s lips, and that’s all the invitation Eddie needs to dive back in.
They end up scarring Robin when she comes looking for them, but that’s alright.
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1-8oo-wtfbro · 7 months
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give me more fics where Eddie runs into Steve and Robin, running around after being drugged (and tortured) by the Russians at Starcourt. Steve, dopy and sweet and acting like dumbest puppy- and did i mention his face was beat in? Robin, flailing all over steve and giggling with him as they sway, more intertwined than humanly possible, eyes unfocused. and Eddie, faking calm as he tries to herd them to a bathroom and planning to kill whoever drugged his these loopy sailors that he’s been annoying all summer.
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we say steve will be captivated if eddie ever actually takes care of his curls but what if during the process of Trying To Flirt eddie's like. well. steve's a Hair Guy right. i'll do Hair. and so he gets an actual hair care expert or like a magazine and does his hair as instructed and his curls are no longer a frizzy mess but instead neat, pretty little ringlets
and like. Project Flirt With Steve has been mostly successful so far even if they aren't dating yet, just kind of enjoying the back-and-forth, so he's expecting that when he walks into family video with his new hairdo steve might like. drop tapes or start drooling or something
but instead steve like. barely glances at him. goes back to what he was doing. doesn't even say hi like he usually would. and eddie's like ??? this isn't going as planned. and he goes up to the counter and robin goes oh eddie! new look? and that makes steve take a second glance. and he certainly does drop the tapes he was holding. but only because he's busy half-yelling 'WHAT DID YOU DO' with like a horrified look on his face
recovers enough to like. poke eddie's hair. like who are you and what did you do with my hot grungy metalhead you look like a poodle had sex with a haunted victorian doll. and it ends up with eddie just. laying face down on the floor while steve attacks his head with a brush and a hairdryer bc apparently he's not MEANT to have silky glossy curls.
just the biggest backfire in the history of flirtationships that may have pushed their get-together date back by several weeks
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