Taking A Bath With Steve>>> Hes So Gentle While Undressing You, Placing Warm Kisses All Over Your Body

Taking a bath with Steve>>> He’s so gentle while undressing you, placing warm kisses all over your body in the process. His warm hands helping to guide you in the tub, of course he checks the temperature before you get in so it’s just the way you like it. Having you sit between his legs in the warm soapy water, him tracing patterns in the bubbles that sit on your back,chest, and shoulders, kissing your skin even though it taste like bubbles. He would wash your hair for you, massaging your scalp, washing down every inch of your body for you, he loves it too, he loves when you’re vulnerable with him and loves taking care of you. Maybe you’ve had a bad day? Maybe started your period and he knows just the way to relax you. He has a clean towel and a fresh set of pajamas waiting for you once you guys are done. Also vice versa, you behind him, arms hugging him, hands toying with his wet hair, helping him wash his back, your soft hands gliding over his body, kisses being left by you. It’s a moment so intimate and relaxing for you guys, nothing beats a warm cozy bath with Stevie 🛁 it would make all my problems go away.

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Wallet Polaroid

Summary: Steve Harrington is home alone, not knowing what to do since you’re busy, suddenly he remembers a picture of you tucked away in his wallet, he uses it and jeez does it get the job done.

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Fem Reader

Word count: 500

Warnings: MNDNI 18+, male masterbation, descriptive language, polaroid of readers boobs

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Steve is sprawled across his bed, a tennis ball in hand as he throws it up in the air, catching it and throwing it up again. He tried everything to rid his boredom, went swimming in his pool, smoked a joint, tried to call you, to which you didn’t answer, took a shower and made some food, tried to call you again…to which you didn’t answer.

He knew earlier you told him you’d be busy tonight, but that didn’t stop him from calling you a third time that night, once again not getting an answer :/, with a roll of his eyes and a heavy pout on his face, he places the phone back on the wall, feet bringing him to his bed, his back hitting it as he flops down, letting out a heavy sigh.

It’s not till he gets reminded of the one thing he didn’t try tonight… he rises to his legs and begins to make his way to a pair of jeans discarded on his floor, he picks them up, searching his pockets till he finds his leather wallet, hands flicking it open, finger tips searching the compartments till he finds it, the dim light of the room reflecting off a shiny polaroid. His cock practically jumps beneath his boxers as he pulls out a polaroid of you, aching at the sight.

You hold the camera angled at your chest, dressed in a small light pink tank top, one of Steve’s favorite that you wear, it’s bunched up and sitting perfectly over your tits, your free hand propping them up with a soft squeeze.

He can feel his hard cock throbbing, the tension begging to be released, he feels his cheeks get red as he takes in the picture, his wallet dropping to his floor as he grips the polaroid between his fingers, carefully he sets it on the dresser in front of him, his hands moving to remove his boxers, they drop to his feet and he kicks them off, his cock springing free.

Right next to the picture is a bottle of lotion, he uses a squirt to lubricant his hand before quickly wrapping his fingers over his length, spreading the lotion down his shaft, a moan escaping as he grazes his red tip, his other hand grabbing the polaroid once again.

As he scans the polaroid he can’t help but notice how soft your nipples look, so pink and plush, ready to be licked and sucked by him. He runs his fist up and down his shaft, squeezing softly, pre cum dribbling out of his tip, he moves his hand up to swipe it away, gracefully moving over his slit, releasing a heavy groan from him.

As he stares at the picture, he imagines your hand squeezing your tits to show them off to him, imaging how good it would feel to squeeze your tits together and place his cock perfectly between them, grinding his hips so he can fuck them. He hears the pretty sounds of your moans caused by him, he feels the softness of your skin, the sweet smell of your hair, it’s all enough to send him overboard.

He pumps his hand faster on his cock, whiny moans fall between his lips, the sound of his hand moving up and down him is prominent in his room, his mind can’t help but to wonder beyond the picture, how just below the frame you sit in panties, your wet cunt waiting for his thick member to fill you up, your legs resting against the soft sheets in your bed, the bed he gets to fuck you in, the bed where you take polaroids of yourself for him! And for him to use in this exact way.

Deep grunts fall out as he gets closer and closer, unable to deny it any longer, his grip on his cock tightening as his orgasm tumbles out of him cum shooting from him. All sorts of noises fall out of him, pathetic groans and whimpers, any curse word you can think of. He imagines you finishing with him, how your face would be flushed with a red tint, your eyes squeezing shut as you moan his name, how he would pull out and cum all over your tits, still pumping and squeezing so that every drop falls out of him and he’s completely drained by you. He finally calms his breathing, eyes still on the picture, taking it in, he lets out a sigh as he painfully pulls his eyes away from the picture to look down at the mess he’s made, the mess you made him make, his cock limp and tired, his tip red and wet. He bends down to pick up his wallet, tucking the picture back where it belongs so he can use it for next time, before moving to clean up the mess.

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Cant stop thinking about gamer Steve, him in front of his pc set up, which I know he would have the best of the best set up, you on his lap nuzzled into him, his hands reaching in front of you so his big fingers can click the keyboard, his eyes fixated on the screen. Sometimes in concentration he sticks his tongue out to the side of his mouth it’s adorable. Your hand slowly rubbing through his soft wavy hair or down his chest and arms, if you get to tired and stop or get too lost watching how he plays his game in awe, he’s quick to give you a little nudge as a way to ask why you stopped. Your touch just calms him, he likes having you right by him, stealing kisses when he can, keeping his seat warm when he takes a bathroom break, feeding him chips or mini Oreos his favorite. Rubbing circles on his back and kissing his cheek, shoulders, and neck. “It’s okay baby you’ll get them next time” you coo when he’s annoyed he lost, “you did it baby! I knew you would!” you clap truly impressed at your boyfriend, saying praises that turn his cheeks red making him chuckle and kiss you back even harder🫠

Hawkins drive in

Inspired by random pics I found on Pinterest Enjoy!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: MNDNI 18+: Smut obvi, unprotected p in v sex, car sex, semi public?

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You find yourself sat in your boyfriends red BMW, FlashDance flickering on the massive drive in theater screen, a thoughtful choice he made for your evening together. It’s not that the movie is bad or boring; it’s just that your focus seems to be eluding you, finding it hard to concentrate, your hands fiddling with Steve’s fingers that rest over yours, a sign of your restless state.

With a gentle tilt of your head, you gaze up at Steve who’s sat with a rested face, his silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the screen, you observe the contours of his face, his body relaxed into the seat, his thumb circling your hand that rests on your thigh. He turns his head, his eyes meeting yours, a soft mischievous sparkle sits in them. You knew him well enough to sense that just like you, his mind was elsewhere. The vibrant dance scenes projected on the screen failing to captivate you as they normally would.

Reading your face, without hesitation Steve shifts over into the passenger seat, smoothly lifting you up by the hips in the process so that you straddle him, legs resting at his sides. His hands snaking around your back to pull you closer.

“What? Did I pick a bad movie?” he asks, one hand moving to push your hair behind your ear, the other rubbing up and down your back softly, a small smile sitting on his face.

“No, just in the mood for something else” you smile, leaning in, your lips connecting with his, hands resting on his shoulders.

“Oh is that so?” he says, smiling into your mouth, hands moving to grip your hips, pulling you into him so that he can kiss you harder.

You kiss back just as hard, a moan escaping your mouth inviting him to explore farther, and he does so, his tongue moving gracefully. The tips of his fingers moving under your shirt, tracing the curves and contours of your hips and your back.

As you kiss into him, the ache between your legs causes you to grind your hips into Steves, the friction of your cunt against his pants instantly making him hard, earning a sharp groan from him, his hands gripping your hips, pushing you back and forth helping you grind on him, groaning anytime your cunt makes contact with his cock hard under his jeans.

“Thank god for tinted windows” he grumbles into you, sill kissing you he begins unbuttoning your shorts, before tugging them, along with your panties down your legs, your hands using his shoulder as leverage, making it easier for him to slide them down. Once your shorts hit the floor, your hands move to take off his belt, once off, you throw it in the back seat and help him tug his pants down. His erect cock flings out and rests prettily against his belly, pre cum glistening on his tip.

He helps you hover over him, lining up his cock with your entrance before helping you sink down onto it, his lips slightly parted as he watches you take him fully, wincing at the familiar stretch that happens every time you take his thick cock. You begin rocking your hips slowly, the movement enough to earn moans from the both of you, his hands gripping around your jaw, forcefully bringing your lips to his. His mouth moves from your lips and down to your neck, placing kisses anywhere he can, sucking and biting the skin softly, curses fall out of your mouth as you continue rocking on his cock. His hands sneak up and un clasp your bra, releasing your plump tits, throwing your bra to the side and cupping your tits, squeezing and massaging; he lifts your shirt just enough to reveal them, his head immediately dropping as he takes your nipple into his mouth sucking and bringing it between his teeth before releasing and moving to the next. Your body shudders at the contact, walls clenching around his cock, earning a deep groan from him.

He pulls away from your chest and his mouth is back on yours, this time he allows your tongue to explore his mouth, your rocking getting slower, hands moving to tug at his hair, causing him to moan.

He leans into you, reaching his hand to move his chair, you think he’s gonna recline his seat back to allow you more room to ride him and bounce up and down but instead, he brings his seat closer to the dash board allowing you to lean back at an angle, your back resting slightly against it. His cock slides out of you before he quickly pushes it back in, his hips lifting so he’s able to pound into you, every thrust causing your back to rub against the dashboard, a moan escaping every time. You move your hands and grip his knees to steady yourself , head falling back as you allow him to fuck into you. Your shirt rest over your tits exposing them, your boobs shaking at every thrust, his hands gripping your thighs, a thumb pressed firmly on your clit causing your eyes to squeeze shut.

“Fuck Steve, feels so good” you say in a whimper, in response he begins circling the thumb that rests over your clit, earning a even louder screech from you.

His pace slows and you feel every ridge of his veiny cock slipping in and out of you, his hands squeezing your hips so hard he’s sure to bruise the area, his head leaning back against the seat, mouth slightly open as he takes in the feeling of your cunt swallowing his cock, as if he entered another dimension completely lost in how perfect you feel, his chest moving up and down due to how hard he’s breathing, the windows fogging. He begins to pick up his pace again, his breaths getting even heavier his hair sticking to his sweaty face. Steve moves his hand over your boob, gripping and squeezing as he thrust up into you. “you look so pretty like this, fuck mm so close” he groans in between pathetic heavy breaths, eyes pinching shut.

“Cum with me Steve, want you to cum in me please” you request sweetly, your hands pulling at his shirt, with that, he’s fucked both of you turning into a moaning mess, your body flinging forward, his arms catching you as your orgasm takes toll, his warm cum shooting deep inside you. Both of your bodies moving up and down in synch as you try to catch your breath together. You fall completely limp, your head buried into the crook of his neck, arms resting at his side.

Both of your breathing finally returns to normal as you come back from your orgasm, his hands gently bring your face to meet his checking up on you, “you okay honey?” he asks, hands fixing your messy sweaty hair “yes that was amazing” you admit, eyes moving to scan the foggy car windows, he lets out a cocky chuckle, a kiss is pressed to your forehead, one hand resting at the curve of your back, his cock sitting still inside you, filling you up, his other hand tracing letters on the window, squeaky noises follow as he writes into the condensation ‘we just fucked’ you read on the window, laughing and turning to look at him, a proud grin sitting on his face.

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Steve and calling his girl “honey” <3 I feel like one day he called you honey and ever since then it’s became his little nickname for you, I just know it would sound so perfect coming from him. “Awe honey” he says with a cute little pouty face when you whine that your cramps are hurting, him doing anything he can to make your pain go away because he hates seeing his honey hurt. “Hi honey” he says with a big smile, mumbling it into your ear as you greet him with a big warm hug, hands wrapped around his neck. “Morning honey” he says to you, kissing your skin, legs tangled up beneath his sheets. Cant forget “taste so good honey” being mumbled into your cunt as his head lays between your legs.

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