lil lady

when he jolts awake from a nightmare with frantic eyes and a heaving chest. his first thought is to not wake either of you up. to go to the living room and just deal with it alone. but he regains his senses and ends up waking either you or bruce up, seeking comfort. without fail, whoever he leaves sleeping ends up waking up from all the movement anyways. you both tuck him in between you, if he isn’t already, and soothe him with gentle touches and reassuring words. whispers of his birth name and promises of your boundless love eventually lull him back to sleep. two sets of arms wrapped around his form. two hands that stroke his soft skin. two sets of lips that press long kisses to his hair, neck, shoulders, cheeks… everywhere.

while he’s cooking for you and bruce in the kitchen. either in his apartment or at the manor with alfred shoo’ed away. he moves with ease, flipping bacon and pancakes before either have time to burn, because when it’s his turn to cook it’s always breakfast for dinner. he has an apron on, likely a frilly “kiss the cook!” one that was definitely made to fit your size, not his. tongue between his teeth and whispering measurements to himself. every time, without fail, either you or bruce sneak up behind him to wrap you arms around his waist and sneak bites of food. you’ll nuzzle your face against his shoulder with a hum, “mmm, thanks kal-el”

you’re all getting ready for another gala. bruce goes to help clark tie his tie while you finish your hair. although clark has tied his own tie a million times, he shows no objection to letting bruce do the job for him. bruce takes time to run his fingers along the tie underneath clark’s collar to “make sure it’s not flipped”. the contact would have clark a little flustered already. but after he’s all set, bruce kisses him and whispers “you look so handsome, kal-el.”, and it renders him speechless.

when he’s hurt, his powers stripped from kryptonite or his body aches from a brutal combat. either in the hospital or the medical corner of the cave. you hover over him with tears in your eyes, hands shaky and lip wobbling. “kal-el.. honey, please.” you’d whimper. your hands move from his arms to his chest, up to his face, wherever you can touch him as if the feeling would suddenly heal him. bruce is just as unwell, but more quiet. in a nearby chair with his elbows on his knees, head in his hands.

but moooooooooost definitely in the bedroom. sorry i’m a horndog 4ever. lemme share some thoughts

-bruce railing clark while he eats you out. both of you telling him how good he is, how he’s such a sweetheart, “so good for us, kal-el..”

-you & bruce worshipping clark’s cock. “such a pretty cock, kal-el… so fucking hard for us.. look at you..” while he whines and squirms.

-missionary where clark is just fucking the life out of you while bruce watches. “oh- fuck! mm- kal! fuck, kal-el.. right there.”

-bruce rimming him while you suck him off. “taste so fucking good, kal. mmm.. this ass is fuckin’ mine, kal-el.”

-him and bruce DP’ing you. “bruce.. kal… shit, oh fuck you’re so deep.”

and finally, when he’s a little bit floaty and in subspace. shaky breathing and heavy eyes while you and bruce clean him up. “so good for us, kal-el..” “kal-el.. so perfect. all ours, hmm?” and sweet murmurs of his name while you hold him in the hot bath after 🤌🏼

—-

Nerves fizzle and pop like sparklers in your chest waiting for Steve to come back outside, the subtle shift between the two of you the past few weeks becoming palpable. It had started to build months ago on your first day at Family video, bubbling at the surface now with nowhere else to go despite how much you fought against it. The line between banter and flirting getting muddled with every drive home after work that turned into talking about everything and nothing at the same time in your driveway. Hazel eyes always staring at your mouth a little too long until you disappeared through your front door just like the stars in the purple early morning sky.

The cracks had started to become visible in the mental dam you’d built to fight off the inevitable. Watching them grow deeper by the day, threatening to crumble the wall as water seeps out of the jagged edges. It had been an hour since everyone had left all smiles, sunburnt and happy. And an hour after Steve’s eyes lingered on yours hopeful and dark when Nancy offered you a ride home with the others. A silent exchange setting off the kind of internal battle that tugged your bottom lip harshly between your teeth. Declining her against your best judgement under the guise of helping him clean up, he even smoothed the excuse out by chiming in with his own offer to drop you off later.

Now you were alone together without the bubble of work and friends, or the nagging need to get inside. There were no time constraints, no obstacles. It scares you and exhilarates you at the same time. The sliding glass door catches your attention and the butterflies that burrow in your stomach too as Steve finally slips back outside.

“Hey, this uh, I have a weird question.” His warm honey-like voice breaks through the silence of the evening settling around you with a concerned furrow of his eyebrows wrinkling his forehead.

“What is —“ your words get off along with your train of thought as your eyes land on the white sleeveless shirt that lands in the middle of his thick happy trail.

His freshly tanned skin practically glows against the bright cotton, dark chest hair peeking out of the lingering wet patches that turn translucent. The cherry red swim trunks he’s worn all day still cling to parts of his thighs, and it takes every ounce of will power to clear the tight ball of want in your throat.

”What - what is it?”

He sighs loudly, irritation exhaling from his lungs as he cards a big hand through his dark thick highlighted hair.

“Robin said she saw a bald spot on her way out, and I’ve just spent the last 15 minutes in the bathroom trying to find it.” He scratches the back of his neck, cheeks blooming pink, seemingly oblivious to the hungry way your body hums.

The motion pulls the already short bottom hem of his shirt up, revealing more dark coarse hair and a collection of freckles and moles you’d never seen before. It makes you wonder how many more there are, the discovery bringing your thighs together in a tight squeeze.

”…A bald spot?” You snort, trying to hold in your laugh when he shoots a glare in your direction.

”It’s not funny, I’m too young for this. I’ve barely hit my prime!” He huffs in clear distress pulling out the two seater chair across from you. Flopping down on the hard navy cushions, he snatches one of the last pieces of watermelon from the bowl on the glass table.

”I’m still waiting for the question part of this.” You tease, enjoying the way he squirms, popping the fruit into his mouth avoiding your gaze. It’s impossible not to notice the way the sweet juice coats his full pink lips or the wide spread of his legs.

“I can’t believe I’m asking this, but, will you just — will you check for me?”

The thought of your hands in Steve’s hair sets off another round of firecrackers in your blood, and now it’s your turn to squirm.

”You want me to check for a non-existent bald spot?”

There’s no fight to hide your giggle this time desperately trying to ignore the growing heat in your cheeks.

”Why would she lie to me about that?” He argues, his hand searching the back of his head again.

”Because it’s Robin.” You dead pan like it’s obvious, because it should be obvious.

”Will you just come check, please?” Steve practically whines, exasperated. “If you’re right I’ll give you permission to black mail me for life.”

“Fine.” You huff with fake annoyance, rolling your eyes without much bite since it’s accompanied by a soft smile curving up the edges of your lips.

“Thank you, you don’t understand. This is a recurring nightmare of mine.” He sighs, freckled shoulders relaxing as he spreads his hairy legs even more to make room for you, the crimson fabric straining against them.

“A bit dramatic, don’t you think, Harrington?” You tease, trying to drown out the loud thumping of your heart as you push yourself up.

His eyes trace along the short hem of your sheer cover up as you make your way towards him. They linger where the damp material of your suit hugs your hips before making a path up to your chest, darkening like the sky catching the way your nipples pebble underneath their attention. Steve’s jaw tightens, throat bobbing as he finally meets your gaze from under his lashes when you stop just short of the space between his legs.

This time, your heart stops completely.

“My hair is something to be dramatic about.” He scoffs, leaning forward with a devilish flash of his teeth.

A small gasp escapes from between your lips feeling his long fingers curve around the back of your thighs, hands spreading wide gripping the soft fat of them.

“Need you a little bit closer, though, there’s no way you’ll find it from there.”

He wastes no time tugging you to him, closing the small space with ease, like he’s done this a million times before. For the first time, Steve’s reputation has jealousy roiling in your gut. You say his name with a breathless laugh which earns you a lopsided grin, hands finding a new home on the tops of his shoulders. He squeezes at the soft dough of your thighs in response, the pad of his thumb swiping dangerously close to the curve of your ass.

“Where am I looking?” You smirk, trying to give off a semblance of self control but the crack in your voice gives you away when his thumb catches the material of your suit this time.

”She wasn’t very specific, so I think you’ll need a better angle.” He hums, licking his pink lips with eyes that wander your body like they're overwhelmed, unsure of where to look first.

”A bett —“

You yelp when he pulls you onto his lap in one quick motion, your knees landing on the scratchy chair cushion bracketing either side of his hips.

”This is starting to feel an awful lot like a ploy, Steve.” The accusation comes out around a breathless giggle, back bowing on its own as both his hands spread wide wandering up your spine.

“Not a ploy, I’m just an opportunist.” He murmurs against your sternum, the tip of his sharp nose a ghost. Inhaling the chlorine and sunscreen still lingering on your skin, he squeezes at your sides like he wants to drown in it. You’re not sure you’ve ever felt this wanted.

Your fingers twist the cotton of his shirt, as you bite back the moan that tries to escape, hips hovering dangerously low above his lap, not giving in quite yet.

“Well, are you going to let me do my job?” You try to tease, but the needy way your body responds to him nudging the bottom swell of your right breast with his nose takes all the bite from it. “I thought this was urgent.”

”Mmm, you’re right.” He huffs, nipping at the sensitive skin just above your ribs through your cover up. “I’m sorry honey, I get distracted easily.”

Honey sends goosebumps pebbling against your hot skin, with a jolt of matching heat to your core. You try your best to seem unphased when he pulls away, but you aren’t sure what’s worse, his hungry touch or his full attention. Steve’s gaze flicks down to where you hover above his lap, a cocky smirk playing on his lips as his hands find their way back to your hips giving them a squeeze,

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” You laugh, biting the inside of your cheek. Trailing your fingers up his neck, you let them slide into the still damp hair at the nape of it, giving it a gentle tug bringing his eyes back to yours. “Now let me take a look.”

You don’t miss the way they glaze over, the amber inside of them melting into black. Or the way his body shifts underneath you searching for the kind of more that’s thickened the air so much the past few days it’s suffocated you both into this position.

”She made a gesture to the back of my head.” He finally gives, clearing his throat, trying to wrangle the little self control he has left.

“Hmm…” You murmur, letting your fingers dig into the thickness of the former king of Hawkins claim to fame. Something girls a few years ago would’ve fought you for.

A deep groan rumbles from his chest when you scratch lightly at his scalp, relishing in the silk softness of it. Steve leans his head forward, burying his face in the crook of your neck while you search the thickest part at the crown, letting the blond highlights float between your fingers.

“Jesus, why does that feel so good?” He almost whimpers, hot breath fanning against your collar bone.

”Again, this feels like a ploy.” You giggle, quickly realizing that your assumption about Robin was right. But you refuse to shut down the self indulgent part of your brain, continuing to play with his hair anyway.

He shakes his head, taking another deep breath inhaling the sun still lingering on your skin despite the night fully blanketing whatever light was left of the day. Crickets chirp loudly in the distance, mixing with the heavy breaths filled with anticipation of whatever was about to happen next.

”Find anything?”

His voice comes out low next to your ear, the tip of his nose nudging the sensitive spot behind it making your fingers falter for a moment, feeling his knowing smile spread wide across your skin.

“Yep, and it’s big too.”

“Wait — seriously?!”

Steve grips your hips, pulling back quickly with the kind of horrified look on his face that makes it impossible to keep up the ruse. It quickly melts into annoyance at the fit of giggles that bubble out of you because of it.

”Ha, ha, ha. Really funny. Hilarious, actually.” He grumbles, red dusting his cheeks with a roll of his eyes.

“I told you Stevie, you’re an easy target.” You tease in a condescendingly sweet voice, patting his chest with open palms.

“Easy, huh?” He arches a brow, something mischievous dancing in his eyes that has your teeth digging into the fat of your bottom lip.

“Mmhmm.” You hum, leaning forward nose brushing with his, letting your hands slide up his chest to his broad shoulders. “Really easy.”

The smug flash of white teeth you get in response has your body buzzing, that blurred line being completely erased as he pulls you flush onto his lap. Both of you moan at the contact, hot breath fanning against open mouths at the feel of each other like this. The wet bathing suits leave little to the imagination and he’s somehow even bigger than the stories led on.

”Steve.” You whimper, eyes rolling back at the first grind of your hips against him, fingers curling into his hair to try to anchor yourself somehow.

”Look who’s easy now.” He smirks, top lip catching against your bottom lifting his hips up just enough for you to gasp.

“Shut up, Harrington.” You grin into his mouth breathlessly before doing what you’ve both wanted for so long, closing the space.

Eyes fluttering closed, Steve takes control of the kiss like he’s gone over this a thousand times in his head. With one arm wrapped around the small of your back, he pulls you closer while the other has his hand curved around the back of your neck. Licking into your mouth with easy permission, you can taste the watermelon on his tongue, earning a deep moan from your chest.

You let your lips get so greedy you think they might bruise, but he meets you with equal enthusiasm, teeth scraping together ever so often from the force of it. Steve starts to guide your hips, dragging your heat along the hard length of him, groaning into the kiss at the easy glide.

“So wet already.” He murmurs against your jaw, pulling away to catch his breath trailing kisses down to your neck. “Knew you were perfect.”

His words have you shuddering on top of him, your lips spreading over his restrained cock that somehow grows even harder between your legs. The tip catches against your clit with just the right amount of pressure to have your back arch. He grunts at that before leaning back, pulling your cover up over your head. Letting his mouth devour the soft flesh of your breasts, he tugs your suit down more watching them spill out from the top with hungry eyes.

“Oh my god.” The last word comes out in a whimper feeling of him sucking a bruise into the swell of one, licking it better after he’s pleased with it.

”I’ve wanted you for so fucking long.” He confesses, licking up your neck, punctuating his sentence with a harsh grip dragging you over his length like you don’t believe him. “God, those little dresses you wear to work.”

Steve groans at the thought of it, before kissing your smiling lips, earning you a curve of his own. You keep it a secret that you’d picked all of them out for him, even when you told yourself you didn’t.

”Remind me to never wear them again, then.” You breathe against his mouth, taking your turn to nip at his jaw, fingers curling under his shirt tugging it off tossing it with the sheer fabric on the ground.

”Not funny.”

Grabbing your chin between his fingers, he brings you back to him, dark eyes swallowing you whole in their abyss. The pad of his thumb traces the curve of your bottom lip before biting it playfully with a roll of his hips. He admires the way your jaw goes slack, eye brows furrowing, rolling your hips searching for more.

”Steve — we can’t.” You whine, feeling the way his hand on your back starts a determined path down between your legs. Contradicting yourself, you spread them wider.

“We can't, what?” He whispers just barely audible over the hum of the cicadas, fingers hooking into the soaked nylon fabric of your swim suit, moaning at the slick he’s met with brushing along your seam.

“Fuck, baby.”

The endearment sends another wave of arousal to your core, coating his fingers even more as he lazily collects all of it on the pads of them. Pressing his thumb against your bundle of nerves, one side of his mouth ticks up at the breathless way you say his name and tug at his hair because of it.

“This is a bad idea.” You finally manage, pressing your forehead against his chasing his touch with hungry hips. “Plus your neighbors.”

“What about them?” He whispers with a gruff voice, middle finger teasing, circling your fluttering entrance waiting for your answer.

”I - uh — oh god.” Your hips stutter at his thumb’s returning pressure to your clit, while the tip of his middle finger barely pushes in. “They’re gonna see us.”

”No they won’t.” He says cooly, starting to rub light circles on the oversensitive bundle of nerves. His hand grips your neck tighter, relishing in the way your body reacts with every swipe. “They’re on vacation too.”

”How do you know?” You manage to argue, hands sliding down his chest where they curl into the coarse hair peppered there.

Giving it a gentle tug, you know he can feel the way you squeeze around him watching his lashes flutter.

”They go every year, and the other house next door is for sale.” Stealing another kiss, he pushes one more knuckle in swallowing your moan. “We’re alone.”

”That doesn’t mean any — oh fuck, Steve.”

He pushes his middle finger the rest of the way in, your walls welcoming the stretch trying their best to get him to go deeper. Now, it’s your turn to eat his moan that rumbles loud, vibrating from his chest.

“Tell me what you want, honey.” He breathes hot against your lips, pulling his finger almost all of the way out, before sliding it back into your heat with even more ease than before, cock twitching against your thigh.

“Not - not all the way. Need you to take me on a date first.” You murmur, tugging at the elastic band of his trunks.

Nodding eagerly, it’s all he needs to add another finger, stretching you open in a way that has your head toss back. His lips waste no time taking advantage of your exposed neck, licking a path to the sensitive spot behind your ear. He nips at it playfully before sucking hard enough to earn what he knows is going to be his favorite sound, immediately doing it again.

You hands move quickly to even the playing field, shoving his shorts down as you lick into his mouth. He groans, the deep sound rumbling from his chest when your hand wraps around him giving a squeeze. The heavy weight of it sends your mind reeling, squirming against him.

“Jesus Christ, Harrington.” You smile against his mouth, starting to slowly pump him.

“Yeah? You like it?” He murmurs, licking at your top lip, the beginnings of a grin playing at the edges of his mouth.

“Don’t let it go to your head.”

Swiping your thumb over the sensitive tip, you collect what’s yours using it to help guide you hand, relishing in the shudder that pulses through him.

Cursing under his breath, he comes back to with fingers that start to work you relentlessly. Your cheeks warm at the lewd sounds of your arousal but it only seems to spur him on more. His hips lift with every pump and squeeze of your hand at the same time yours roll against his. The motion brings you near to what you really want, his cock getting dangerously close to where his fingers work you.

“So god damn soft baby, so tight. I bet you feel so fucking good.” He says through gritted teeth, pushing himself close enough for the tip of him to catch your clit.

“Oh my god Steve.” You shudder on top of him needing more. So much more.

“Let me just feel you, don’t you want that? God I want it so bad.” His hips lift higher, and the full length of him slides through your slick fold.

The moans that spill out of both of you at the contact are loud enough that you're thankful his neighbors are on vacation. At least you hope they are.

“Oh fuck - honey.” He practically whines, doing it again, dark eyes flicking between your legs to watch.

“You - you feel so good.” You breathe against his mouth.

Setting your full weight on the thickness of his cock, he slips his fingers out, your walls that desperately try to suck him back in. He puts them to work, focusing on your clit watching you rock your hips against the length of him over and over.

“Wanna see you cum like this.” He says, brows forming a deep V tugging his full bottom lip between his teeth watching you take what you want.

“I’m so close.” Your response comes out in a whimper, the coil inside of your tightening, threatening to give.

“You’re so damn pretty — god baby, give it to me. Please.” Steve begs, rolling his hips meeting yours with the kind of fervor that catches his tip where you want him most.

“Steve!” You shudder, sinking down on him just enough to feel the first stretch, your body humming begging you to give it more.

“Oh fuck, oh god.” He whines, squeezing the back of your neck, desperately trying to regain control when he slips back out nudging your clit again.

Steve twitches between your legs, growing impossibly harder with every swipe through your folds. Your arousal coats him so much that his swim suit grows damp all over again where you sit perched on his big lap. He finds just the right rhythm and pressure against your clit that has your eyes hitting the back of your head, your demise imminent.

“I’m gonna - I’m gonna cum.” You moan against his mouth, rolling your hips chasing the high.

“Yeah?” He grunts, twitching again letting you know he’s close too. “Let me have it.”

All you can manage is a nod, face crumpling as stars start to burst in bright colors behind your eyelids. Your body trembles as your orgasm rips through you, coming out in unintelligible babbling especially when you feel him spill all over you.

The noise that claws its way out of his throat is animalistic, throwing his head back against the chair. He shivers underneath you, both of your hips moving lazily chasing the high and relishing in the feel of your consequences between your legs.

“Jesus, honey.” He huffs out a laugh, running a hand through his sweat curled hair before they both land on your curves giving them a squeeze. “Thought you just wanted to help me clean up.”

“You’re an ass.” You giggle shoving his chest with an out of breath smile. “I’m too tired now. Sorry.”

“That’s okay, my room’s clean anyway.” Steve wiggles his eyebrows, rolling his hips one last time smirking at the small gasp it earns him.

“You gotta take me on a date first, this was a lapse of judgment.” You tease, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth.

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this one by @/byershvn, Lesbyler smau, Robin makes a short film and asks Willow and Michelle to act in it and play love interests, sci-fi theme with a romantic twist

this one by @/strangerbuckley, Byler smau with little Bychance, Taylor Swift au (not serious)

this one by @/phantomxchu, Byler smau, Mike is a famous actor, Holly is in preschool, Will works at the preschool, some Bychance in it

this one by @/popcorngate, Byler and Bychance smau, school

this one by @/dykebyers, Byler, Cleradin and Elmax smau

this one by @/munjovs, Byler smau, buddie au, Conan Gray inspired

this one by @/Fuckmikewheeler, Byler smau, Will is a youtuber and a Mike hater, Mike is a singer

this one by @/sunruez, Byler smau/ Will smau, Sofia the first au, gay Mike, Lucas has a crush on Will, Lucas is dating Max, Lumax

this one by @/ficrecsbyrie, Byler smau, fake dating, some Bychance in it

this one by @/1986lovesong, Byler smau, descendants au, some Bychance in it