One day you show up unannounced at Family Video. The bell above the door rings as you walk in and you giggle when you see Steve’s hair pop up from between the shelves.

“Baby, what are you doing here?” He’s striding over to you, completely abandoning the stack of tapes he’s supposed to be shelving.

“I just wanted a hug,” you say, your voice small like you’re a little nervous about it.

Steve chuckles, not in a teasing way but like he genuinely can’t believe you came all this way just for that – just for him.

“C’mere then,” he says as he snakes his arms around you. He squeezes you tight and you return his grasp, clutching at his green work vest.

The two of you stay like that, in the middle of the store, for a while.

At one point you hear Robin come out from the break room and mumble ‘Jesus Christ…’ as she averts her eyes from the sickening sight of the two of you swaying to some imaginary music.

When you finally part, you go to walk out the door but Steve’s hand holds on to yours not letting you leave just yet.

“Wait,” he says. Then he says something that he’s heard you ask many, many times, but never said himself – until now, “can I have a kiss?”

You think to yourself if you are half as cute as Steve is when you ask, it’s no wonder he’s down bad for you. Those big brown eyes plead with you, his supple lips pouting as he patiently waits for your answer.

You don’t say anything, just step back into his space, snake your hands around his waist, underneath his vest, and ever so slowly kiss him.

Steve lets you take the lead for once as your tongue swipes at his lips. He opens up for you just for a moment, your tongues softly brushing against each other in a way that feels just about socially acceptable to do in the middle of Steve’s workplace. (Luckily it’s a Tuesday afternoon and the only person there to witness the moment is Robin, much to her dismay.)

He rests his forehead on yours when you’re finished.

“Anything else?” You whisper.

“I can think of a few things but I think we’ll have to save them for later.”

“Hmm.” You nod as a few more things spring to mind for you. “Well, you can always write them down, you know, so you don’t forget.”

“Oh, there’s no way I’ll forget.”

As you exit the store, Steve stays staring at the empty space in front of him as if he can see the imprints of your shoes in the carpet.

“Man, you got it bad, my friend,” Robin comments.

“So bad,” Steve sighs.

And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Additionally, I would probably also just make grabby hands at Steve constantly to get him to cuddle me…….. need that rn :((((

“Please,” you whined, and he resumed his motions, elbows digging into the bed on either side of you, his lips finding yours again as you met each of his hearty thrusts with your own, the smack of his heavy balls on your ass making you whimper at the feeling of it, of him. “Oh, god一” you half-cried, grasping at his back, fingernails digging half-moons into his skin, and again, he stopped.

“You ok?”

He wasn’t usually like this一it was sweet, that he kept checking on you, but you wondered what was so different about this time.

“Why do you keep asking?” you questioned, not angrily, just curious, and since he’d stopped moving anyway, you had a moment.

“You一just got back,” Steve said, referencing the three-week long business trip you’d needed to take, because your firm was acquiring another, smaller one, and as named partner you’d needed to be there for every step.

“Yes, and I missed my husband, so一?”

“I just thought一you might need to… get used to me again. After three weeks.”

Your face burned, because yes. You and Steve had a very healthy sex life. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d gone three weeks without fucking him. Probably before you’d met him.

“I don’t think I could ever forget,” you said, drawing him down to you with both hands on his cheeks, pulling his lips to yours. “Don’t you always say I feel like I was made for you?”

It was Steve’s turn to redden, the bashful smile flickering onto his lips and just as quickly disappearing. “You do,” Steve said, shifting his hips, burying his cock into you to the hilt, and then leaning against you even further. “You were.”

You bit at his lower lip, sucking it into your mouth as he kissed your upper lip, and you spread your legs as far as you could for him, giving him all the room he needed.

He met your eyes as you spoke. “Then prove it.”

There was a short, blink of a moment before he moved, and when he started up again, it was with abandon this time. He eased out of you before bullying his massive cock right back into you, feeling you stretch around him, feeling the give of your walls as he thrust in, over and over, hitting all of the right spots because he was so big he simply couldn’t not, and as the sound of skin on skin reached your ears, you moaned his name into his mouth, your hands clutching his arms as he rode you, drilling you down into the bed, your arousal leaking from your slit around his cock, staining your legs, his legs, the wet spot on your bed growing the longer he pounded into you. You could feel yourself dripping, hear the wet squelch of his cock entering you, then leaving you, then entering you, leaving, and at the moment your body gave a kick, so did his.

“Feel you,” Steve mumbled into your ear. “Feel me?” he asked.

“Feel you everywhere,” you mewled”, gasping out your next words. “You were made for一for me too一”

“Prove it,” he said again, and reached a hand down between your bodies, his fingertips spreading over your creamy skin, the ample slick coating your hot folds enough to have you bucking up into him, chasing your release.

“Steve一” you choked out, your body a tight coil, poised to snap, an electrified wire snapping this way and that, until一

“Prove it,” Steve nearly hissed at you, his voice low, thin, and you felt his cock twitch inside of you once, twice.

“God一Steve, I’m coming, I’m一please一”

His mouth found yours, taking your lips in a searing kiss as you felt yourself let go, felt your body crackle with lightning beneath him as he snapped too, his arousal unfurling against yours, bodies writhing together, twisting the sheets, your cunt spasming around his length as he filled you so copiously that you felt it forced out of you as Steve drove his cock shallowly into you a few more times.