You two had gone on a couple dates and Steve did his usual moves. A protective hand on you at all times. Your waist, over your shoulders or holding your hand. He always planned the dates down to the smallest detail. He picked you up, dropped you home. You didn’t have to lift a finger.

Whenever you two kissed, he initiated. He wanted you to know how much he wanted you. He would hold the sides of your face to keep you where he needed you. His mouth insistent, not pushy, but he was the one in control.

The first time you had sex he thought it would be the usual routine. He’d get you going, wet and ready for him, maybe even make you cum once before going in. You’d scream out his name and he would love the sound. It would be good, it was always good, because Steve knew how to take control.

But you. You had other ideas.

When he laid you down on his sheets, slotting between your legs, you braced your thighs either side of his hips and flipped the two of you so you were on top.

The noise that left Steve’s mouth was one he had before only ever made when he was in pain—he whimpered. This time not because he was in pain but because he liked it. The smirk that crept on your face at his reaction told him you did too.

Before he knew it, you had stripped him completely naked. You had kissed pretty much every inch of him from the waist up and he longed for you to go lower. And he told you, begged you. He lost track of how many ‘please’s you had pulled from his lips.

You were perched on top of him, still in your bra and panties giving you a sense of control over him. You needed it, otherwise you would also totally lose it. The picture beneath you could have been hung in the Louvre. Steve Harrington, swollen lips, hair sticking out in all directions, making the prettiest, most desperate noises. All for you.

When you finally took his cock in your hand, his hips jumped up chasing your touch. Steve moaned like it was the first time he had ever been touched there. He threw his head back into the pillows.

“Shh, it’s okay Stevie.” Your voice was low as you leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Let me take care of you.”

That was all Steve really wanted to hear–and he didn’t even know it until the words left your lips and infected his mind.

You touched him agonisingly slow.

“Ugh, please, faster please.” Steve whined, each word punctuated with a panting breath.

You gave in to him for a moment, moving your fist faster, smearing his leaking fluids over him. You wanted him to look like even more of a mess than he already was.

You let go when he started to twitch and Steve’s head shot up to glare at you, his big beautiful eyes dark with longing.

“Wh- why’d you stop?”

You didn’t indulge him with a response. You climbed a little further up him and dragged your still clothed folds up the underside of his painfully hard cock.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.” Steve always had such a way with words.

You bit down on your bottom lip to stifle your own moans. You didn’t want anything interfering with hearing his. Although that would be hard to do as they had gotten so very loud.

You rubbed yourself up and down his shaft, the tip bumping into your clit every now then making the both of you shiver with pleasure.

Steve’s hands gripped your hips. His fingers dug into your sides like he was trying to take a piece of you to save for later. You felt so warm against him and he needed more. So did you. You had completely soaked through your underwear, the friction felt good but it wasn’t enough. But you wanted him to beg you to take him

“You’re fucking killing me.” Steve finally was able to string some words together.

You brought your hands up to rest either side of his head on the mattress, holding yourself up, hovering your face over his, not stopping the movement of your hips.

“Tell me what you need baby, I wanna make you feel good.” You said. How did your voice sound so sweet while doing such dirty things to him.

Steve’s eyes were scrunched shut, he couldn’t quite find the words. His head was so full and so empty all at the same time.

You grabbed his chin with one of your hands to keep his head in your direction.

“Look at me Steve.” Your voice was much more stern than just a few seconds before. “Look at me and tell me what you want.”

He opened his eyes and your were right there. Your eyes reflecting that dark longing back at him.

“I, ah, I want.” He let out a something between a hum and a moan before continuing. “I need to be inside you, please.”

You smashed your mouth on to his. It was all hot breath and saliva. You were both finally getting what you really needed.

“Good boy.” You said against his lips. You gave his cheek a playful slap before pulling away. Steve let out another whimpering moan, you had unlocked a door inside him he didn’t know was there–and god damn did he love it.

You climbed off him to take off the last remaining shreds of your clothing as quickly as you could. Steve might have sounded like the desperate one but inside your head was screaming to feel the fill of him inside you.

Steve had shuffled slightly up the bed to rest his back against the head board. He held his cock in his hand, not daring to move it, waiting for you.

You crawled back on top of him, placing your hand over his on his dick as you both guided him to your entrance. You sank down on him about half way before the stretch became too much.

“Steve… you’re so big.” You moaned out loud losing all composure at the size of him.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t heard that from girls before but something about the way you said it felt so different and the words went straight to his dick as it twitched inside you. Steve usually took things pretty slow when it came to penetration, giving his partners time to adjust but he usually wasn’t this worked up before doing it.

“Please keep going.” He begged.

Steve’s hips thrusted up into you but you held them down wanting to take him at your own pace.

“Be patient big boy.” You teased having regained some of your sanity after acclimating to his thickness.

You looked deep into his eyes as you slowly took the rest of him. You let go of his hips to grab his shoulders. His hands sprawled across your back bringing you closer into his chest.

You both took a moment to relish in the feeling of the other. All notions off who was in control completely dissipated and you kissed again. Your tongues worked together to fuel the passion between you. You were both hot, sweaty, breathless, and right on the edge.

“I’m not gonna last long.” Steve admitted, something he hadn’t said to a girl since he lost his virginity. He didn’t even care that it sounded pathetic, he wanted to totally submit to you without holding anything back.

“Me neither.” You replied with a small giggle. Steve’s eyes lit up as he smiled knowing you were just as wrecked as him.

With that you ground your hips into him and you felt him everywhere. Your clit brushed against his perfectly groomed patch of hair. You then lifted yourself almost completely off him before taking him fully again.

Steve let out a strangled groan, his hands moving frantically over your body as if he was trying to stop himself from floating away.

“Tell me how it feels.” You loved hearing him moan but you also loved to listen to him try to string a sentence together.

“So, so good, you feel so fucking good ugh.” Steve’s voice was breathless but now you had got him talking he couldn’t stop. “So warm and, ah, wet and warm and god, ugh shit keep going.” He rambled.

You rode him like you were on a mission, and you were.

“You feel so good too Stevie.” You praised, his hips thrusting to meet yours in response to the nickname. “Mmm yes! You’re doing so good.”

Your brought your hands up to slide through his hair, stopping at the back of his scalp holding on to help give you some leverage. It was no surprise to you that Steve responded with another whimper, he loved having his hair pulled. The sound went straight to your core and you clenched around him.

“Oh fuck! I’m-“ Steve surprised both of you as he came. He held your body against his as he came inside you, warmth filled placed you didn’t even know you had.

You continued to circle your hips, grinding his release out of him while chasing your own. You felt Steve’s chest rise and fall against you rapidly. You rested your forehead against his bringing your hands around to cradle his face.

“You did so good for me baby.” You spoke as be breathed hot air directly into your mouth.

Steve swallowed hard trying, and failing, to bring himself back to earth. But he was still deep inside you, you grinding on his cock trying to get yourself off.

He moved his hand between the two of you, reaching for your sensitive bundle of nerves. You both gasped as he found it and you clenched around his softening cock.

“Ugh right there, make me cum Stevie.”

His hand matched your rhythm as you ground yourself on his fingers. The feeling was absolutely euphoric and it wasn’t long until you came down his cock and over his fingers.

You collapsed onto him, head resting on his shoulder and he was finally able to catch up with his breath.

You weren’t sure how long you stayed like that, just listening to his heartbeat return to a normal pace.

“I think that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.” Steve broke the silence first.

You lifted your head up to look at him.

“Really?” You replied with a tone of such sincerity and the biggest smile on your face that it made Steve’s heart swell.

“Yeah.” Steve had no choice but to return a big wide smile to you, he tucked a lose strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ve never been so…” Steve paused, trying to find the right word. “Whiney. I’m sorry if it was too much.”

“Steve, are you kidding? You being a whimpering mess was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

Just when you thought Steve couldn’t get any god damn cuter, he blushed. You kissed him softly this time, both of you smiling against each other.

You had become so familiar with the feeling of him that you had forgotten that he was still inside you until you shifted in his lap and winced at the sensitivity. Steve lifted you off him carefully and helped you to lay beside him. You couldn’t help but blush at the ease at which he lifted you.

“I’ll be right back.” Steve said with a kiss to your temple and he scarpered off the bed into another room.

He so quickly returned to that caring, attentive nature he showed you on your dates. As you waited for him to return you smiled to yourself knowing you got to see a side of Steve that he hadn’t shown to anyone.

Steve came back in the room with a damp cloth to clean you up. He gently ran it between your thighs, you flinched at the coldness of it but he placed a warm kiss to your hip bone afterwards that spread through you like fire. You both tucked yourselves under his covers, laying facing one another.

Steve had the absolute biggest, dopeyest smile spread across his face.

“I uh, I hope I’m not being too forward when I say this.” Steve went quiet, slightly shy now even after what you both had done just minutes ago. “I know we’ve only been on a few dates but, I really like you.”

You very quickly eased his nerves by brushing his hair out of his eyes so you could see more of his gorgeous face.

“I really like you too Steve.”