May I Request Breeding Kink W Steve, Him Being Obsessed With The Idea Of Filling Reader Up, How Sensitive

May I request breeding kink w Steve, him being obsessed with the idea of filling reader up, how sensitive reader will be, dirty talk of course, rough-ish but passionate sex, I know you’ll do justice😩

you may😩 Thank you for this request! I hope I did justice🤞🏻

In honor of father’s day ig lol, complete filth I kinda went wild for you little freaks

Pairings: Steve Harrington x Fem Reader

Word count: 1,242 k

Warnings: MNDNI 18+, smut, breeding kink, talks of readers body/belly, unprotected p in v sex, cream pie, mentions of baby bump, mentions of pregnancy and pregnancy symptoms use of the word “dad” once, multiple orgasms

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You watch your reflection as you stand in front of Steve’s bathroom mirror, fresh and ready for bed, his large black T shirt hangs over your body, ending just below your panties.

The familiar smell of his mint toothpaste fills the room, the sound of the faucet softly running as Steve stands tall over the sink next to you scrubbing his teeth. Turning your body to the side you bunch up the shirt, making it form a small imaginary baby bump, hands moving to the sides of your belly, one hand rubbing soft circles over it. “I think i’d look good pregnant don’t u think?” you ask, a smile forming on your face as your glance at Steve.

Engrossed in brushing his teeth he glances at you through the mirror, a foamy toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. He heard that right…right? He’s seeing clearly isn’t he? Your hand pressed on your belly, showing off a makeshift bump, a beautiful glowing smile resting on your face. He reaches his hand to run his toothbrush under the water, with toothpaste still in his mouth he mumbles a flustered “what?”. He’s quick to spit out his tooth paste, washing his mouth before drying it with a towel.

“I saiddddd” you drag out “I think i’d look pretty good pregnant, what do you think?” you ask again, releasing your shirt and grabbing your toiletry bag as you trail out of the bathroom, Steve quickly following behind you. You make your way to his room, stopping in front of his desk to place your stuff on it.

You feel Steve stop behind you, hands moving to rest over your tummy. “What do I think?” he repeats in a whisper “well… I think a lot of things regarding that” he admits, inching his hands under your shirt to smooth over your stomach.

“Mmmm is that so?” you hum curiously, your hands moving to smooth over his arms that hug your body. “Like what?” you question innocently, “well for starters, how sensitive you’ll be” he responds, his breath hot on your neck, he lifts your shirt up to expose your breasts, his finger moving to graze your plush nipple “fuck, can’t imagine how sensitive you’ll be, just like when you’re on your period” he mumbles, giving your nipple a soft pinch between his fingers, causing your body to jump at the contact. Steve loves just how extra sensitive your perky nipples are when you’re on your period, how you whine at every teasing touch he gives you. “They’ll be bigger too” you add on, your hand moving to squeeze one of your boobs, he mirrors you, squeezing the other “mhm that’s right, count me in” he hums, his other hand moving to massage your other breast.

You turn your body to face him, hands resting on his chest. “You got something you wanna tell me?” you ask teasingly, his cheeks flushing with red blush, his hard cock poking through his sweats, a smirk forms on his face as he leans in to connect his lips with yours. “Mmm what? That I wanna get you pregnant?” He says like it’s nothing, like a pool didn’t just form between your legs, you kiss him again, that sentence alone was enough for him to turn you around, his hand firm on your back as he bends you over his desk, your tits squishing against the smooth wood. He tugs your panties down, placing kisses on your neck and in your hair before quickly sliding his pants down freeing his member. He leans back, his eyes rake down your body and he admires how pretty you look like this, how he has you bent over his desk a dream come true. “Already so wet for me” he comments as his fingers grace your slit before moving to wrap around his length, he pokes his tip at your entrance causing you to let out a shaky breath.

He leans forward, sinking into you, his chest hitting your back, his lips moving to place soft kisses along your neck before he slides back out, only too slide right back in, creating a rhythm as he thrusts, hitting places only he can hit, pulling moans out of you only he can reach.

“Can fill you up soooo much like this” he says in a grunt as he fucks into you, hips moving at the perfect pace. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Wanna make me a dad honey? You wanna feel my cum huh?” he adds and adds, “gonna let me fill you up” he says his voice low, his hands gripping at your waist.

“Y-yes- please Steve, wanna feel you cum in me” you say in a whine, eyes squeezing shut at the pleasure, your hands gripping tight on the edge of his desk. With that he delivers, his cum shooting up inside of you, and oh boy he didn’t lie, filling you up just like he said, and he has so much cum to give you, body shuddering and twitching as he sprays inside of you, thrusting just a bit to get out every last drop.

He pulls out of you, chest moving up and down as he pants like a hungry animal, you lean up from off the desk, turning around to face him once again, your hands moving to wrap around his length, rising to your tippy toes and connecting your lips to his, moving your hand to softly tug the top of him “more I need more” you demand with a pout, his mouth falls open as you tug his cock toward you, practically begging for him to do you again. And with that- he’s guiding you to his bed, you fall onto your back, hands reaching out to pull him too you, your lips taking in his as he wraps his arms around you, he breaks apart from the kiss, eyes darting between you too so he can position your leg enough to tease your clit with the tip of his cock watching your reaction as he rubs circles, tapping it against your clit and slipping it in and out of your hole, his mouth hot on your neck, playing with your arousal before eventually sinking into you once again.

He brings his hand up to grip around your jaw, his thumb toying with your lip, his eyes squeezing shut as he begins to slide in and out. You widen your mouth allowing his thumb to slip right in, you begin to suck and trace his thumb with your tongue. Gazing up at him through your lashes, his eyes meet yours, the sight of you looking up at him has him weak, his body begging to release inside of you.

“Gonna look so pretty with my cum spilling out of you” he states, his hungry eyes looking at you, his thumb slowly sliding out of your mouth, only to move to your clit, the unexpected stimulation causing a squeak to fall out of your mouth, your hips instinctively begin to move with his, his length hitting your g spot, the euphoric feeling causing you to grip his shoulders, your nails digging into him. You move your mouth to his and he catches all your moans, that feeling in your stomach getting tighter and tighter… till finally, it’s released. Your orgasm tumbling over you, spreading throughout your whole body, making you clench down in his dick.

Steve continues thrusting and it’s not long till he’s a mess just like you, his face bunching up as he cums, his hands gripping your hair, his breath hitting you as he pants, heavenly sounds falling out of his mouth. His thrusts slow and it takes him a while to return to normal, with his cock all the way in you he slowly begins to slide it out, cum still dribbling out of him in the process allowing him to cover every inch inside you with white, pulling out his tip just a little so more cum can dribble out, decorating your cunt, his eyes fixating on it, a finger moving to smear his cum all around your pussy, taking in the sight, “told you she’d look so pretty like this” he says, his finger still lingering on you, playing with his cum. Once you’re both settled down enough he helps put your panties back on, kissing up your leg in the process, pulling you to cuddle him. As you sleep, his cum dribbles out of you, soaking into your panties, only to be pushed back in by him.

Master list:

hi love! any thoughts on grumpy!reader not being a morning person at all but Steve loves the way you get up and finds creative ways to make you love the morning (maybe he eats you out until you're awake and screaming his name or maybe he just brings you coffee and kisses your face until you're scrunching your nose awake)

we went smutty who’s surprised

18+

Waking you up was a delicate task, Steve knew that. A talent, he’d say. You were downright awful in the mornings, only falling out of bed to bash the alarm Steve deliberately placed out of reach, an imaginary storm cloud following over your head until you had your taste of coffee.

Or Steve.

The boy figured out the latter worked wonders, so he took to waking you up in the early hours with soft touches, slow touches, lazy and still heavy with sleep. He’d slip back between the sheets, the bed still warm, toothpaste kisses making a trail across your bare shoulder, into the crook of your neck. You’d squirm at first, frowning even in slumber, because who dare be brave enough to disturb you?

Then you’d feel stubble, not yet shaved, the mess of hair that smelled like your shampoo, soft and unruly on your cheek. Steve would smile as you grumbled, a good natured thing that he knew he could turn into a much prettier sound.

“Good morning, your majesty,” he’d joke, looking up at your through his lashes as he kissed down your chest, soft, plush touches down your stomach. He’d keep going until you opened your eyes, hazy gaze on his, heavy and needy even in the early morning hour. “Wanna wake up?”

You’d shake your head, a well versed routine even though you were staring at him, lips parting and panting. It wasn’t unusual to forgo pyjamas, it just made this part of the morning run so much more smoothly. You’d let the boy lift one leg, his hand hooked under one knee as he settled himself between your thighs.

Steve would spread you open, a slow, teasing move, cooing at what he discovered. He’d kiss the inside of your thigh, the space below your belly button, nuzzling at the soft skin there.

“She’s so pretty,” he’d hum, warm breath fanning across your cunt, folds slick and spread open by his thumb and finger. “So wet for me, all the time, honey, shit- you love this don’t you?”

You’d keen high, nodding furiously as you let your head loll back into the pillows, hips arching off of the bed and searching for your boyfriends mouth.

“Not so grumpy now, are you?” Steve would like to comment, grinning smugly before leaning in to place a tiny kiss on your clit, the sweetest peck that made your face heat up. “Always so cute for me when you’re gettin’ what you want.”

“Steve,” you’d pout, eyes fluttering closed but anything but asleep. “Please.”

A kitten lick, teasing you before he pressed his face between your thighs, groaning like he’d been waiting for it too. Another like, wide and slow this time, from your entrance to your clit, eyes rolling at the taste of you.

“Spoiled girl,” he’d tell you, before he made you come.

@ Steve Harrington

So like can we discuss bf!steve who lives for picnic dates?? Blankets on the grass, lovely weather, feeding each other fruit, your thighs in your sundress, eating you out in the car before dropping you off? ❤️

oh my GODDDD WE ABSOLUTELY CAN. we have to discuss it, actually. oral (f receiving), MDNI!!!

it'd be so fucking sweet. throwing grapes into each other's mouths, feeding the other strawberries, laying on the blankets together, your head on steve's chest while you look at the clouds and point out the weird shapes to each other. soft kisses in the sun. steve is quite literally golden, glowing in the sun, sunglasses perched on his freckled nose. UGH.

and then. before you can head home, he gets you in the backseat of his car, pushes your pretty sundress up to your hips, and spreads your thighs, big hands holding you open as he buries his face between them.

he's eating you out like he's a man starved. sucking and licking in just the right places. he's fucking moaning as he licks broad stripes through your folds, teasing kisses to your clit. you feel hot in every sense of the word; the way steve is very clearly getting off on this, but also in the way your skin sticks to the leather of his car's seats, your face burning as you whine and tangle your fingers in his hair.

"y'got the sweetest pussy, baby," he murmurs against the soft skin of your thigh, "prettiest, too."

his words make you moan, hips pushing toward his face, almost desperately, "steve, fuck-" your words are cut off as his tongue finds your entrance, dipping inside of you, his nose nudging into your clit. pleasure twists in your tummy, and your thighs threaten to close around steve's head, struggling against his strong hold on them.

you're already so fucking close, and then two of his fingers sink into your cunt as he sucks on your clit. it doesn't take long for you to fall apart for him, clenching around his fingers as they fuck in and out of you. it's almost pitiful the way you moan and squirm, back arching off of the seats.

steve doesn't want to seem to stop, fingers and tongue working you through your orgasm, and you have to push at him and wiggle your hips, gasping, "steve, 's too much, 'm sensitive-"

"sorry, sorry," he apologizes, though he doesn't sound all that remorseful, "y'just taste so good, baby. can't get enough of you. and you sound so pretty when you cum." and then, as if to prove his point, he brings his hand to his mouth, licking his fingers clean of your slick.

you're still panting as you try to catch your breath, and if you weren't already so hot, you know you'd be flushed at his action, "christ, steve."

and then, not long later when he drops you off at home, he gives you a sweet kiss goodbye. you can definitely still taste yourself on his lips.

Pulling Eddie in by his wallet chain and seeing his brain short circuit in real time.

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