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𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩
it’s golden like daylight, au masterlist
pairing: singledad!steve x neighbour!reader
summary: when moving to hawkins the last thing you expected to find was any sort of love. especially not from the single dad who lived with his daughter two doors down. after offering to babysit for steve when he’s in a bind, it becomes a regular thing. through weeks of stolen glances and secret whispers, your feelings for each other bloom into something more. (a look into your life and experiences with the single dad who lives two doors down)
series warnings: 18+ (read individual part warnings at the beginning of each part.) age gap relationship (steve is in his early to mid thirties, reader is in her early to mid twenties), neighbour!steve, older!dilf!steve, steve has a daughter who reader is involved with, expect minor angst at times, fluff, smut.
authors note: it’s here! i’m officially creating an au for its golden like daylight! that fic received so much love and i can’t wait to share more of their story with you. this au is open for requests and thoughts at all times! please make sure you read my requesting guidelines before doing so if you haven’t already! i have more exciting stuff coming but i couldn’t wait to share this with you! thank you to @mysticmunson to again creating such a beautiful header for this. thank you all for letting me share this with you <3
main chapters
these are the main parts of the story that can be read in order
⋆·˚ chapter one: it’s golden, like daylight
⋆·˚ chapter two: meet me in the afterglow
⋆·˚ chapter three: lover
⋆·˚ more to come…
extras
smaller parts of their story that can be read in any order at any time
⋆·˚ coming soon…
repost because it flopped last time
warnings: age gap (reader- early 20’s, steve early 40’s), cum play, dry humping, infidelity, degradation, 18+
you’re at his house and it’s time for you to leave because his wife is coming home soon and you don’t want her to catch you, but all this time you’ve spent with steve while she was away has made you a little spoiled
you beg him to fuck you one last tike before you go, but he refuses, claiming you’ve had enough sex for the weekend. after a bit more whining, he agrees to give you something, but it wouldn’t be sex
he opens your fly and pulls your pants down to your knees, them he pulls your panties down just enough to get his cock in
he has one hand on your hip and the other one is on your shoulder. he rubs his cock through your folds, basically jerking himself off onto your pussy.
its so dirty and degrading to be used as a toy like this, but the way his deep blue eyes swirl with lust and his lips part as he takes ragged breaths makes it worth it
he cums on your pussy, then he pulls your panties back up and rubs your clit through them, making a mess of you in the process. you cum just from him rubbing against you and you can’t help but feel a little embarrassed by how easy it is to make you cum
he gives you a kiss on the forehead and helps you put your pants back on, then he sends you home with a messy pussy
your best friend’s dad has a dirty mouth
warnings: undefined age gap (reader- early 20s, steve late 30s), infidelity, f receiving oral, mentioned m receiving oral, vaginal sex
dilf!steve is your best friend’s dad and you’re spending the night. your friend goes to take a shower and he sneaks you into his bedroom.
“we can’t keep doing this, mr. rogers.”
“but you love doing this, sweetheart.”
“but it’s wrong.”
except it doesn’t feel so wrong when you have your face buried in his pillow as his is buried in your pussy.
“no one eats this sweet pussy out like i do, huh?”
“no one! only you!”
it doesn’t feel wrong when he holds you down and takes what he wants, either.
“that’s it, honey, take my cock. god, you were made just for me, weren’t you?”
and maybe it felt a little wrong when your teeth would scrape against his wedding ring when he’d put them in your mouth, but you didn’t care.
you knew everything about your relationship was wrong, but you tried to justify it. his marriage was failing and you were simply comforting your best friend’s father, even if that comfort meant bruising your knees on the bathroom tile.
you were a good girl. that’s what he liked about you. you were obedient, sweet, and just innocent enough that he could feel like he’s corrupting you.
“i’m a married man, sweetheart. what are you doin’ here in my bed?”
“you invited me here.”
“i did, but you didn’t have to agree. you wanted to be the ‘other woman’, didn’t you? does it turn you on knowin’ you’re a little homewrecker?”
and yeah, it does, but you’ll never admit it