So Like Can We Discuss Bf!steve Who Lives For Picnic Dates?? Blankets On The Grass, Lovely Weather, Feeding

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.

I'm like a moth to flame but the flame is chest hair

dear eddie munson writers,

you guys have my entire heart thank you for continuing to write our beloved chaotic metalhead that probably needs to take his adhd medication and a shower. i love you.

Take the call

Pairings: Steve Harringtons x female reader

Word count: 670

Warnings:P in v, unprotected, mutual masterbaition,

Summary: While Steve is buried inside of you he gets an important call from his boss, he takes it but the show must go on.

Master list:

____________________________________________

It’s 7:15, the sun has just set, your back is to your boyfriend Steve’s mattress and he’s hovering over you, deep breaths and groan’s escaping his mouth as he pumps his cock deep into you, his hips moving at the perfect pace, your hips rocking with his, the bed frame slightly and quietly creaking to your rhythm. Everything’s perfect till the agonizing, blaring ring bursts it’s way through Steve’s landline. He doesn’t pause for even a second he just continues his pace, his lips finding your neck.

“don’t worry about it baby” he mumbles, placing kisses at the sweet spot of your neck,

“focus on me yeah?” he says, his fingers finding your clit to rub soft circles. After a few seconds the ringing stops… till only a few more seconds later the same ring blares through Steve’s room again. Once again he’s not phased, his mind is on you, he could care less about what’s beyond the other end of the phone. But you can’t help your thoughts, “what if it’s important?” you ask out to him, knowing he had missed important phone calls before because he was too busy pounding into you, and although your sweet Stevie assures you he rather be doing this than answering calls, you still feel at fault just a bit.

Eventually the ringing stops, of course only to pick back up again, blaring that familiar ring.

“You should answer it Stevie, could be for work” you give in, your soft eyes meeting his, a slight pout on your face. With a sigh he pulls out of you slowly, placing a kiss a top your forehead before quickly heading to his desk, picking up the phone and bringing it to his ear.

Steve mumbles nonsense across the other end, just by his tone you can tell it’s his boss calling about work. With a dramatic roll of his eyes Steve mouths “work”, exaggerating the words in annoyance, you can’t help but let out a giggle, eyes moving down his chest and waist where his hard cock sits, aching, begging to be back in you. It doesn’t help with the sight he has of you lying there spread across his mattress, legs open and waiting for him.

After a few minutes you can’t wait any longer and decide to take matters into your own hands, slowly inching your hand down till your fingers reach your clit to rub circles, causing you to moan which then causes you to place your palm over your mouth so his boss doesn’t hear. Steve’s eyes go wide once you reach your clit, eyes following your fingers before moving over to scan your whole body, he mumbles out careless answers and responses back to his boss not taking his eyes off of you for a second.

You sink two fingers in and pump them in and out, more moans escape your lips but you try your best to suppress them. He watches as you arch your back, his cock hurting, needing to be touched, instinctively he wraps his hand around his cock and moves it to glide over his tip, mouthed curse words fall out of him, his fingers grip the phone tighter and it presses even harder against his ear.

You’re feeling your climax build up, your pumping getting faster and faster, Steve’s grip on his cock tightens and he’s almost going the same pace as you.

His responses to the phone become almost incoherent, being said between groans as he tries to keep his composure.

“25th uhh… got it, yeah uh i’m writing it down” he speaks into the phone his head rolling back his hand still on his cock, he tries to keep his eyes on you the best he can but it’s just too much.

You’re so close, and you can tell Steve is too by the way his tummy is clenching and the pre cum leaking out of his tip. Finally the call comes to a end and Steve’s able to utter out a “Good Bye” to his boss , slamming the phone back down and at the same time you two reach your orgasm, letting it over take you completely, hot cum shooting out of Steve. Now able to make as much noise as you please you let out cries of Steve’s name, and in an instance Steve is crawling up the bed to hover over you, hands instantly finding your skin, his lips instantly finding yours as he plops his weight down on you, allowing your legs and arms to wrap around him, as he takes you in.

Master list:

sorry i was gone so long guys, i had to ghost my situationship 😭😭😰😰😓😓🫠🫠😵😵😪😪🤮🤮🤮🤧🤧🤕🤕

steve harrington is my roman empire