Maybe 2024 Is The Year The Universe Finally Gives Me A Boyfriend

maybe 2024 is the year the universe finally gives me a boyfriend

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A thought that won’t leave the ravine of my mind, giving king Steve drunk head. You two snuck away from a house party you were invited too and I just knowwww he’s extra loud and whiny, cursing and rambling dirty words and your name all at the same time, pathetically telling you how good it feels, barley finishing his sentences, cutting them off with groans and moans. His big hands wrapping around your head and tugging at your hair as your mouth bobs up and down his cock, he literally does not care who hears him, at that moment it’s just you on your knees with his cock in your mouth, no one in the world exists to him.

a/n making an edit cause two people had stuff to say about this, ITS OBVIOUSLY CONSENSUAL AND MUTUAL???? if you take it the wrong way then I don’t know what to say this post doesn’t have anything to do with assault.

“You good down there, pretty girl?” Steve coos sweetly, a buttery candied tone that disputes the brutal snap of his hips, large hands enveloping your wrists crossed over your chest. His weight is heavy on your ribs, skin squeezing red raw and the threat of future bruising already blooming under his crushing fingers.

Your head is tipped back at the edge of his bed, and Steve’s throbbing cock is stuffed so far down your throat that any answer you could possibly give is just another pathetic wet whimper, spluttering around his length to choke out obscene reams of sticky saliva. He knows that, revels in the fact, threatening to burst his bottom lip that is latched between his top row of pearly whites.

“Fuucckk” he drawls crudely, a feral sort of sound that has your neglected clit throbbing in perfect torturous synchronism with his unforgiving thrusts.

“You love taking me like this, don’t you?” he laughs, one sinister and somewhat cruel, and you’re squeezing your thighs together and rutting where you need him the most against nothing. It’s almost too much to bear, glassy eyes rolling to the back of your head as your brain swims with that familiar staticky warmth.

“Look at that pretty little throat” Steve cups your wrists with one hand now, ensuring to keep you planted exactly where he needs you. The other encircles your spent neck, right over the lewd bulge that his girth stretches and stretches and stretches some more. You don’t get to breathe until his say so, not when he’s wallowing in such intoxicating euphoria.

“Stretched so fucking wide for me. So fucking good” you can hear the grit of his teeth, picturing the protruding veins in his neck throbbing with hot blood, and the blissful strain painting his beautiful features.

Poor Steve had been wound so tight these past couple days. Working overtime and double shifts, both passing ships in the night with barely any opportunity to give the other a kiss on the forehead, let alone be intimate.

“Missed you. Missed this” he groans with a ragged breath, a particular sharp roll of his hips has your stomach retracting in a dramatic gag. Hair stuck to the beads of sweat stippling his forehead, mouth taking form of a sweet little ‘o’ when you attempted to swallow around him, a completely involuntary action that has you thrashing your legs.

“Hang on, honey. I’m so fucking close, gonna cum. You ready? Take it all f’me, angel. Show me how good you are”.

You couldn’t even register the flood of Steve’s release, bleary eyes streaming white hot tears that coated Steve’s bedroom carpet beneath you. Your hair was mussed, the majority tangled in spit strings as if you had been caught in a thunderstorm.

“Atta girl, atta fucking. girl.” Another brutal slam of him hips, heavy balls cutting off any chance of air supply through your nose as Steve buries himself into you, vision sparkling with black spots and the blood rushing ruthlessly to your head.

Steve released your hands then and you had to push the man away from you by the thighs before you passed out, his cock still connected to your puffy lips with frothy buntings of drool.

Steve’s hand is pushing back your hair once you’re on all fours, coughing hoarsely and throat ripped to complete shreds. Though you lent into the touch, the gentle scrape of his nails at your scalp, down your reddened cheeks to cup your chin, titling your watery gaze up to his own.

“Such a good job, my angel. Now let me take care of you”.

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just a little something bc i’m feral feral feral for my steve rn 😩🤭

Summary: Steve playfully throwing you onto the bed and tickling you till he gets a peek at what’s under your skirt, teasingly exploring the area till you take it upon yourself to give him access.

Warnings: oral fem receiving, forced tickling for a second, dirty talk, p in v, cream pie, breeding kink

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Word count: 875

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With a mischievous grin, Steve playfully tosses you onto his bed, eliciting a burst of giggles from you as your body takes the impact.

“Hey watch it!” you yelped as you tried to wiggle from steve’s grasp

He was relentless, his fingers dancing over your sides, tickling you mercilessly, a mix of yours and his laughter filled the room, mingling with the faint hum of the night just past his open windows.

As you wiggle under his touch, your black skirt finds its way creeping over your waist exposing your thighs, the cool air kissed your now exposed thighs, making you arch your back and press your hips upwards towards Steve.

Seve’s hands stop their assault and in a second his lips are at your thighs, like a hungry animal he teasingly kisses and nips the area, causing you to giggle and squirm even more under him, “what do we have here?” he asks, his hands pushing your skirt up even more, revealing your panties to his hungry gaze, his lips eagerly move to kiss your sopping cunt over your panties, he moves his hands to tickle you some more causing you to let out a bunch of giggles and moans,. Suddenly his hands calmly come to a halt and begin tracing tantalizing patterns up and down your sides and your hips causing you to let out a quiet moan of his name, your fingers grabbing onto his hair as he places kisses on any skin available to him.

But then, as suddenly as it had begun he pulls away, leaving you with a pout on your face, only for it to be quickly replaced by his lips meeting yours, his hands find their way to your head and he brushes his fingers through your hair, it’s then that you find yourself inching your hand down your body, snaking your underwear down your legs and widening your thighs, Steve looks down amused and places another kiss to your lips, a silent invitation that Steve eagerly accepted.

“Want me to taste you huh?” he taunts, your only response is a nod of your head and a small hum, his body moves down so his lips meet your pussy, he doesn’t hesitate to start devouring you, his tongue licking between your folds, gathering all your wetness, the tip of his tongue dauntingly circles your clit causing you to once again lift your hips as you arched into his touch due to the overwhelming sensation.

He sucks your clit into his mouth, his tongue massaging at the same time as he rolls the sensitive bud between his soft lips, your hands uncontrollably grabbing fist fulls of his hair causing him to moan into your pussy, the vibration boosting your arrival even more.

“Taste so fucking good” Steve manages to push out between groans “you like when i’m like this, don’t you?…fuck” he groans into your cunt, licking at your pussy, the pleasure drunk haze you’re in leaves you dumb and unable to say anything in response, only pretty little sounds leave your lips, one of which was Steve’s name. Your vision blurred as you became a moaning mess, your orgasm washing over you in one big wave, cumming all over Steve’s tongue.

You don’t even realize it till you’ve finally and fully come down from your orgasm, Steve hovering over you the bulge in his boxers evident as it pokes at your entrance while he kisses down your neck, you’re quick to help him pull off his boxers, freeing his hard cock. He winced, a mix of pain and pleasure crossing his face as your hand rubbed over his throbbing pink tip.

He’s eager to smash his lips hard into yours, pushing you into the bed, Steve waste no time guiding himself into you, one large hand wrapped around his length as he pushes his cock into your waiting heat, the extend of his large cock stretching your pussy is enough to make you dig your nails into Steve’s back as you suck him in.

“Doing so good taking me like this, fuck…look at you” he gestures between your bodies, his hands cupping your face, “All mine” he grunted out as he began his first thrusts, each one hitting just the right spot to send sparks of pleasure coursing through your body.

“I wanna hear you say it” he demands in a low growl, his lips attacking your neck again “mmmm all yours Steve” you mutter out weakly “a-a-all, yours!” you gasp as he increases the pace of his thrusts and finds your clit with his thumb, applying just enough pressure to send a shock of bliss through your legs, causing you to clench down on him.

“Wanna cum in you, that alright?” Steve asks, his free hand finding your plump tits through your shirt giving them a squeeze, once again you’re unable to give out a response that’s anything other than a moan or a cry. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? I know you will, fuck i’m close” he answers for you placing a soft kiss to your skin.

Before you know it Steves thrust become slower as he spills his cum as deep as he can inside you, your body clenches around him, desperate to milk every last drop of pleasure from his throbbing cock, your hands clung around his back in a desperate plea to be even closer, leaving crescent shaped marks wherever you touched as you ride through your orgasms together.

Once recovered Steve examines his aftermath, slowly, he drew his cock out of you, watching intently as his sticky cum clung to your skin and seeped out of you, he dipped his tip in the excess and slowly stuffed it back inside your cunt, a subtle moan escaping his lips as he felt the warmth envelope him once more before he withdrawals. With a tender smile he places a soft kiss to your forehead, his fingers trailing gently over your skin as he savored the moment before getting up to clean you off.

me rn: 💦

probably spent way to much time on this

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guys i think we’re underestimating how caring steve would be in a relationship. that boy has so much love to give but no one seems to accept it. like if you start dating he’s definitely worshipping the ground you walk on.

you want flowers? he's getting you one everytime he walks by a flower shop or picking flowers whenever he sees one.

you want some treats? he has acquired 89 chocolate bars and even some pastries from the local coffee shop you love.

you are late to somewhere? he's your personal driver from now on. dropping you off and picking you up from EVERYWHERE and he doesn't care if he's busy, he makes time for u!!!!

you wanna watch movies? cool he picked out 6 different movies that he knows you'd love. (even horror movies, he’ll watch most of it behind his hand, but anything to make u happy<3)

you wanna have a cozy day at home? good! he's got some groceries so u guys can cook together and make some delicious food <3

you feel stressed? he has his mouth, fingers and something really… big that can fix that very quickly!!