One Of My Favs Fr

one of my favs fr

"you gonna be quiet enough so i can fuck you?” risky sex with steve, parents across the hall😩

Hear me out reader cant sleep because they're too horny for steve (whom is asleep right beside them), unable to do anything about it in risk of his parents hearing them, that is till steve wakes up sensing their frustration and just as hot and needy as reader, teasing and making reader promise to keep quiet, bonus if they’re still spooning while fucking

Oh i’m hearing you out😩 might have gotten a little carried away hope you enjoy!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: MNDNI! 18+ smut, unprotected p in v sex

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you lay in Steve’s room, pressed against his bare chest, his parents just across the hall, clock hitting 2:42 AM.

You’ve been lying here horny and needy out of your mind for almost two hours. Steve’s snores, is the only sound that fill the room. Usually, his house is empty and you’d be rolling over to face him, waking him up and desperately telling him how wet you are for him, in which he responds with kisses and a smirk, immediately going to work, pulling you in and giving you whatever you need… but tonight you knew you couldn’t do that, you knew you couldn’t risk his parents hearing you guys. And you even told Steve earlier, when he was gripping your hips, whining into you, kissing down your neck that tonight he’ll have to wait :(, then promising that tomorrow, you guys can be as loud as you want in his empty house after his parents have left, but this time you were the one unable to wait, the throbbing between your legs growing stronger and stronger.

After what felt like eternity of you fluffing your pillow, shifting positions, and squeezing your legs shut waiting for that throbbing sensation to go away, you feel Steve’s grip on your waist tighten as he pulls you closer to his chest, your ass instinctively rolling into his hips, causing you to let out a very faint groan.

“baby what’s wrong?” Steve says in a sleepy haze, his breath hot on your neck, his hand moving just blow your belly button, the tips of his fingers resting on the waistline to your panties, toying with the small bow there. He knows exactly what’s wrong.

“mmm nothing” your body stiffens, as your caught off guard Steve woke up.

“why you so worked up? You dreaming about me or something?” he teasingly asks, voice sleepy, his hand slowly slipping into your panties.

You don’t even need to look at him to know a small smirk has formed on his lips as he places a kiss behind your ear, his cock going hard under his boxers.

“Steve” you warn in a whimper

“they won’t hear us” he asserted “you just gotta be real quiet for me, can you do that?” he coos, his fingers sliding down your heat.

You press your lips together, quieting the moans that want to escape, Steve’s finger barley grazing your clit “so wet, you been like this all night?” he questions in a pout, how could he leave you so needy like this :( his thick fingers soaking in your arousal.

“Shoulda told me sooner, cant have you like this and not help” he mumbles into your neck, his lips placing a soft kiss behind your ear again, his fingers moving down your slit, toying with the area, fingers spreading you open.

He brings his fingers to your poor needy clit and begins slow circles, clockwise, counter clockwise, clockwise, counter clockwise, the rhythm causing you to let out a pathetic moan.

He pulls away and you shudder at the absence of him.

“shhhhh baby gotta be quiet remember?”

“mmmm cant, it’s too hard” you protest in a pout

“i know baby doing so good already, you can do it” he praises, shifting so his hard cock presses against you once more, begging for you. “feel what you do to me? you gonna be quiet enough so i can fuck you?” he asks, voice low.

You practically beg, promising him just how quiet you’ll be for him, you need him and you need him now.

With that, he glides his pants down before sliding your underwear down your legs, your hands moving to help. His chest still pressed to your back he props your leg up with his knee allowing his tip to poke at your entrance, earning groans from the both of you as you try your best to stay quiet.

You turn your neck slightly so that your lips met his, letting his tongue explore your mouth, your hand reaching behind to grasp his length, swiping your thumb over his slit that leaks with pre cum causing his mouth to break from the kiss, mouth falling agape, his face burying into your neck.

He shifts his hips, his length running between your dripping folds, coating him perfectly as he rolls through you, a desperate whine escaping your lips when his tip catches your clit.

His large arms move to wrap around you, holding you in place, hips backing up till his tip meets your entrance once again, before moving back up and sinking inside of you. A shaky breath is released from Steve as he sinks in inch by inch, he can feel just how perfectly you clench around him, so wet and warm taking him so good.

He places small kisses on your shoulder as he begins to slowly pump, his hips rocking into you, his grip around you allows him to thrust perfectly inside of you, hitting your g spot. Moans forming like an army, fighting to be released.

You bury your face into his pillow, your eyes squeezing shut, hands griping his muscular arm that holds you close, the noises of your wetness and his length sliding in out of you fill your ears.

Heavy breaths fall from him, quiet whispered grunts of praises and curses only you can hear fall out in a haze.

You’re so distracted on how good Steve is making you feel you almost forget about the company you have down the hall so you grab a fistful of his blanket, bring it to your mouth and bite down on it to muffle your moans, his thrust are slow but hard as he’s trying not to rock the bed too much, the sensation causing the knot in your stomach to grow, slowly building up.

Before you know it, Steve’s lips meet your shoulder again instead of a kiss, he bites down, not hard enough to hurt you, but hard enough to sting, muffling his moans as his cock twitches inside of you, his body giving in completely, loads of his cum shooting far up inside you his thrust becoming slower, you bite down on the blanket even harder, reaching your orgasm at the same time he did, your chests moving in synch, both of you trying to catch your breath in a quiet manner.

Your whole body flushed in heat, legs shaking, your pussy still pulsing from your orgasm. He slowly begins to slide out of you, a small amount of cum still escaping his tip as he grazes your walls, cum falling out of your hole and down your thigh, warm kisses are placed all over your back/ shoulder and up your neck till he eventually reaches your lips, his arms still holding you tight.

“I think we did pretty good what do you say?” he asks, feeling proud as he pulls away from the kiss, voice still low.

Turning your body towards him you reply “me too, at least we know how quiet we can be when we need too” smiling up at him sweetly, leaning in to place a quick kiss on his cheek before nuzzling into him.

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If you're doing the smut blurb evening, what about Steve having to sneak away with reader during a party bc her outfit's driving him crazy <3

18+

Steve has been pawing at you for hours.

Needy, impatient, almost too bold- considering the house was full of people looking to drink cheap beer and find someone to have a good time with. Robin had already scoffed at you both, leaving you in the corner with your touchy boyfriend as she went in search for Eddie instead.

“You’re disgusting,” she’d told her best friend. “She’s going home with you, you know.”

Steve had made a face at her, childish and immature but he’d stopped his hands from travelling further up your skirt all the same. It wasn’t his fault you looked this good.

One his old basketball shirts, cut off around your midriff with a pair of blunt scissors. And if that weren’t enough skin on show, the skirt you’d paired it with was almost indecent. Any way you moved, more bare skin was flashed at him. He lost all sense of composure and decency when you leant back against him, stealing his cup of lukewarm beer and his hands went to your thighs. He barely needed to move them before he could feel the heat of your cunt on his fingers, the skirt was just that short.

You’d laughed at Robin’s comment, pushing yourself back further into your boyfriend when she left and Steve broke.

“C’mon,” he tugged at your hand, taking away the half empty cup and abandoning it on a coffee table.

You didn’t argue when he led you into the first available room, a tiny bathroom, both of you barely fitting in the space. The door was locked behind you, your back already against it and the bass thudding your through spine as Steve wasted no time.

“Need to touch you,” he groaned, head dipped so he could kiss and nip at your neck, his nose drawing a line across your jaw as you gasped at his desperation. “Been driving me goddamn mad all night, babe.”

“I have?” You laughed through a moan, Steve’s hands returning to his favourite spot beneath your skirt, his thumb pressing into the front of your underwear, finding your clit with almost annoying precision. “I didn’t notice.”

“This fucking skirt,” Steve cursed, pushing it up, showing him the way your cotton underwear was sticking to your wet folds. He could see the way your pussy gave way to his thumb, how the fabric gathered around your swollen clit. He pinched it, grinning when you whined. “Been thinking ‘bout bending you over all night, d’you know that?”

You shook your head, playing dumb, head half empty with the way he kept you pinned between his body and the door. He could’ve done whatever he wanted to you, you wanted to say, you would have let him put him manhandle you like this in the middle of the kitchen if he asked nicely enough.

“Oh yeah, honey,” Steve drawled, his voice catching on a groan when he finally shoved his hands down the front of your underwear. The cotton gave way, stretching out over the back of his hand. He used two fingers to spread you, letting a line of spit fall from his lips to his cupped palm, pushing his digits against your slick cunt. “Wanted that skirt flipped up and your ass out for me. Could’ve got down on my knees right there, been wanting it so bad.”

You choked on a moan, head dropping forward to rest on Steve’s shoulder, your fingers clutching at his T-shirt. You nodded, whining his name for him, hips bucking into his hand so your pussy slid over his fingers, fucking yourself down onto his touch.

“Yeah, baby?” Steve sounded as wrecked as you felt. His lips were pressed to your cheek as he spoke, his breath warm and shaking. “You want me to show you?”

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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*flip* *flip*

"what, baby?"

bestfriend!steveharrington x reader

word count: 1.1K words

content warnings: just giggly drunkenness and you and your best friend not knowing what personal space is..

let me know if you guys want a part 2!!!

“hi pretty girl.” steve slurs with a dopey smile, as you stumble over to him.

you giggle, letting him catch you as you pull him into the couch. “hi stevie..” you coo.

“where’ve you been?” he mumbles, shifting so he’s at your side, your leg draped over him.

“mmm- i’s’with eddie..” you slur, as steve pushes your hair behind your ear. “ohhh..” he trails off, letting his eyes drift down to your lips. you giggle and lean in, pressing your cheek against his as you wrap your arms around him and robin calls your name.

“y/n- woah- look! look look look!” she yells, dragging vickie over to show you that she has arrived.

you wave with a smile, trying to be polite, despite feeling steve’s open mouth on your throat, lips twisted into a smile as he hugs you tightly against him. you feel him laugh against your neck as eddie stumbles over to offer a drink to the new arrival, and you instinctually grab his arm.

“s-steve-“ you breathe. “what, baby?” he smiles. you look down at him and meet his glazed eyes and blown out pupils. “yeah?” he hums.

the tequila catches up to you as you mumble “I wanna kiss you..” an inch away from his open mouth. he groans, his eyebrows furrowing. “aw- you can’t just say that baby..” he shakes his head, but doesn’t stop inching even closer.

“mmm.. but I wanna-“ “I know I know.. me too- but I can’t- we can’t-“ he cuts himself off.

you pout, pushing your bottom lip out, and feel him harden under your leg. “alright- up…” he shakes his head, patting your hip. your jaw drops open as he starts to move towards the opposite side of the couch.

“wha- steve!” you whine, not caring how desperate you might look.

“we’re not- not doin this- we’re drunk-“ he tries to rationalize out loud. you huff but back off a little, knowing he’s right.

“what if we kissed when we were sober?” you suggest. he looks at you for a minute. “that’s not- you would still wanto?” he slurs. you nod instantly. “wanna do a lot with you..” you smile, pushing your lips into his neck, not quite kissing him.

his breathing picks up and you feel him groan softly. “y’gotta st-fuck..” he whimpers, pushing himself further into your touch. “just one..” you plead.

he sighs, pulling you on top of him. you giggle and throw your arms around his neck. “hi..” you breathe, resting your forehead against his. “hey..” he smiles. “we shouldn’t do this..” you admit, coming to your senses for just a second before sinking into him again. the corner of his mouth turns up a little. “yeah no- def- definitely shouldn’t..” he trails off, as your lips ghost over his.

“makes me wanna do it m-“ he cuts you off with his lips against yours and you moan softly before kissing him back.

he grabs at your back and you tangle your hands in his hair, making him quickly pull back. “mm.. y-cant..” he winces, making you giggle as you pull him in for another kiss and feel him get harder against your inner thigh.

“fuck..” you whimper softly, making him groan into the kiss.

“woah! what do we have here!!” eddie yells, snapping you out of it as he sits down right on the arm of the couch. steves head falls back and he shuts his eyes tight as he lets his hands fall to your waist.

he's a sight for sore eyes. his lips swollen and red and his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath that you stole.

eddie’s eyebrows are raised and his mouth hangs open as he looks between the two of you.

“wow harrington, never thought you’d actually grow the balls.” he teases. you open your mouth to make an out of pocket, alcohol-induced comment about how his ball’s definitely grew, but steve quickly slaps a hand over your mouth, as if reading your mind.

he gives you a look and you giggle, sinking into his chest. he lets his arm wrap around you and the two of you look up at eddie, who was even more shocked than before.

“aw.. well I’m happy for you two lovebirds.. make sure I’m invited to the wedding..” he winks before hopping up and leaving you alone.

you glance down at steve, who is still catching the last of his breaths.

“y’in there?” you ask softly. he nods, looking up at you. “mhm just- thinking..” he mumbles. you gasp. “steve harrington? thinking??” you tease. he glares at you and starts to throw you off of him. “no no no! I’m sorry, I’m sorry..” you giggle, clinging onto him as he brings you back into his lap. he’s smiling now and you sit up a little to get a good look at him.

“what’re you thinking about?” you ask genuinely.

“you.” he answers immediately.

“what about me?” you push a little more. “nothin in particular.. just always thinking about you..” he admits easily. your heart jumps but you try not to show it. “oh yeah?” you smile. he nods before subtly trying to pull you closer.

“aww does stevie wan’another kiss?” you coo. he rolls his eyes but still pulls your neck down to him in a bruising kiss. you smile against his lips and try to get even closer to him.

“steve I want- mmm..” you cut yourself off, knowing you were probably going too far. he pulls away to hear you out. “whatdya want baby?” he asks softly. you groan softly at the nickname.

“want you..” you look down at your lap, scared to meet his eyes.

“y/n..” he groans, his voice getting lower. you quickly meet his eyes to find them dark, his pupils taking them up. “m’sorry..” you apologize. “mm mm baby- don’t apologize.. want you too, s’just- we’re way too drunk to make decisions like that..” he explains. you know he’s right but you still tease him a little.

“what’re you talkin about? m’not drunk..” you giggle, sinking your face into his neck and placing a kiss there. he smiles, making his jaw tense up. “yeah me neither..” he chuckles, as you finally roll off of him. his hand follows you and comes to a rest on your thigh when you settle next to him.

“m gonna go get some water.. y’want some?” you ask, starting to stand up.

“sure.. y’tryin to sober up for me?” he smirks as you start to walk away.

you shake your head and smile at him. “just trying to put some distance between us!” you call before turning and heading for the kitchen.....

han, can we please talk about cockwarming steve because jesus christ, i can't get the thought of it out of my head. I just want to get on his lap while he's watching tv on the couch and beg him to slip it in and just bury my face in his neck for however long he wants to keep me sat there, being all sweet by stroking my back but also being a fucking menace by thrusting up from time to time

AUURYEGEGEHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🫣

steve’s all, “can you be good for me?” and gripping your ass and thighs and telling you to be still for him. that the point is to just warm his cock, not ride it. but he fills you up so good when you sit down, cock stretching you beyond your limits, and you have to literally just sit there and take it.

he’s watching a new movie. (he is never invested in movies unless it’s helping him get laid). and every time you whimper he shushes you and rubs your back. presses those plush lips against your ear. “c’mon, baby, just gotta sit still and be quiet ‘nd pretty for me, okay?”

and just when you’re settling, just when you’ve gotten used to him being inside of you, just when you’re being good, he starts thrusting up into you. slow, shallow strokes while his hands find your plush hips. lazy, like he’s doing it absentmindedly. you cry and whine his name but he doesn’t even look at you - though he absolutely does hear you. just keeps watching his movie, fucking up into you until he gets hard again and then stopping.

“you can wait ‘til the movie’s done, can’t you?” he asks when you get real needy. when you start getting tearful. “only another half hour, honey, and then i’m all yours.”

of course, you temp him. sucking hickeys into his neck and tugging his hair gently. makes him fuck you again, a groan slipping from his lips while he calls you needy. the noise of his dick sheathing itself inside of you is so loud it’s embarrassing.

and when the credits roll, you’re so relieved. but then steve yawns, tries to hide a smirk, and says, “i’m real tired, honey. how about you keep my cock warm while we sleep, huh?”

the only good thing about it is when you wake up to him fucking you.