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hi angel !!!!! how are you feelingggg ! we miss you sooo much <333 ive gone back to read your joe fics like 1million times im obsessed w themmm
hi 😭😭😭, i miss you guys so much. i’ve just been busy with uni stuff, but i swear i couldn’t stop thinking about fic ideas and the next chapters of the mayfield reader series
i’m currently writing something i’m really obsessed with but can’t share yet (hopefully releasing it this week!), and i’ll also be posting some chapters of yspsfagsil soon.
thank you for your patience and for reading my stuff. ily so much ♡
also: thank you for 700 followers !!!!!!
omgomgomg all three of those fics were life changingggg i love clingy joe SO much and im loveing your olivia series SM im obsessed ur writing is perfecttt
tysm you are the sweetest 😫😫
i loveee the yspsfagsil series sm, i want every chapter to be perfect, that’s why it takes me a bit longer to update!!! i’m really happy you’re enjoying it as much as i am <33
i’ve been feeling really lazy these days guys 😭 i don’t know how i finished those 3 fics yesterday, that just shows how much i love you all🙂↕️
send me your thoughts abt them im bored !!
all my first times
pairing: steve harrington x reader
summary: you never expected steve harrington to notice you, but after one clumsy hallway collision, he starts showing up everywhere, quietly constant, patient, turning all your firsts into something soft, safe, and yours.
tw: MDNI, 18+. explicit sexual content. soft & sweet steve. no proofread. english is not my first language.
a/n: this is a really old post i had sitting in my drafts and i wasn’t sure about posting it… but since i haven’t been as constant as i want lately, it’s yours now🙂
you’d never really been the kind of girl people noticed first. you kept to yourself, spent more time with books than at parties, and liked it that way. getting tangled up with steve harrington was never something you expected.

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omg queen i loved your “i want my boyfriend post” like it was pure gold 😭
if you feel comfortable and don’t mind, could you do it again but where the roles are reversed and Joe is the one drugged up?😭💕
do you have a boyfriend?
joe keery x reader
includes: anesthesia silliness, flirting, clingy post-surgery joe, teasing, soft cuddles, forehead kisses, joe falling in love with you all over again while drugged, and you trying not to laugh through all of it.
the nurse had barely finished explaining the aftercare instructions when joe started blinking at you like he’d just discovered something life-changing.
his pupils were huge.
his curls were flattened awkwardly on one side from the procedure cap, and there was gauze stuffed into one cheek while he stared at you with intense concentration, like he was trying to solve a mystery.
you were sitting beside his recovery bed, already trying not to laugh.
“hey,” he said suddenly.
“hey, baby.”
his eyebrows furrowed.
“wow.”
you blinked. “what?”
he leaned closer very slowly, like the movement required all his remaining brainpower.
“you’re… really pretty.”
you immediately pressed your lips together.
the nurse coughed into her clipboard to hide a smile.
“thank you,” you said carefully.
joe kept staring.
then his eyes narrowed suspiciously.
“do you have a boyfriend?”
that finally broke you.
you laughed softly, reaching over to fix one of his flattened curls. “yeah, actually.”
his face dropped in genuine disappointment.
“seriously?”
“seriously.”
joe stared at you for another long second before shaking his head slightly like he disagreed with the information.
“that’s unfortunate.”
you laughed harder this time.
“unfortunate?”
“yeah.” his voice came out muffled and sleepy from the gauze. “because i was gonna ask you out.”
the nurse fully turned away now, shoulders shaking.
you bit down on your smile. “is that so?”
he nodded very seriously.
“you seem funny.” he squinted at you. “and nice. i like your face.”
“baby, you are literally on pain medication right now,” you laughed.
“and?” he asked immediately. “i still have eyes.”
you had to look away for a second before the grin on your face got completely out of control.
joe watched you like he’d just said the smartest thing in human history.
then, after a pause—
“your boyfriend sounds dumb.”
your eyes widened. “don’t be rude! he’s actually really nice.”
“where is he?” he asked, looking around the recovery room dramatically. “why would he leave you alone looking like that?”
“looking like what?”
he gestured vaguely toward you with sleepy determination.
“pretty.”
your entire face went hot instantly.
“okay,” you laughed, “you’re flirting with me while wearing a hospital bib.”
“is it working?” he mumbled confidently.
the nurse snorted loudly this time.
you shook your head, trying to stop laughing while joe kept staring at you with painfully affectionate concentration.
then his expression softened suddenly.
“seriously though,” he murmured quieter now, reaching clumsily for your hand. “your boyfriend should be here.”
your chest tightened a little despite yourself.
you squeezed his fingers gently. “he is here.”
joe frowned immediately.
“no, he isn’t.”
“yes, he is.”
“i think i would remember being your boyfriend,” he whispered very seriously.
you completely lost it after that, laughing so hard you had to cover your face with your sleeve.
joe looked deeply pleased with himself.
—
a couple hours later, you finally got him home.
which had been significantly harder than expected because joe had apparently lost all ability to walk in a straight line after the anesthesia.
now he was stretched across the couch in one of his hoodies, half asleep under a blanket while you brought him water.
his eyes followed you immediately the second you walked back into the room.
“there she is,” he mumbled.
you handed him the glass carefully. “how are we feeling?”
“much better. i think it wasn’t that bad.”
you choked on your own breath.
joe blinked slowly up at you.
“what?” he asked, suddenly looking nervous.
“what did i do?” he added quickly, starting to panic a little.
you sat down beside him, already laughing again while he grinned lazily against the couch cushion.
“you spent the last hour flirting with me like we were strangers.”
his eyebrows pulled together slightly.
“what do you mean?”
“you were literally calling me pretty and trying to ask me out even after i told you i have a boyfriend. aka you.”
he stared at you for another second before his eyes widened in realization.
“what?” he said, blushing slightly in embarrassment.
“yeah, baby. i couldn’t stop laughing because you were so committed to it.”
“oh my god,” he muttered, sounding genuinely horrified. “what did you answer?”
“i kept telling you i had a boyfriend, but you were really determined and kept calling him an idiot.”
he leaned back against the couch cushion, looking completely overwhelmed by the information.
“i was really loyal though, by the way. i didn’t give you my number even though you asked like ten times.”
“oh, shut up,” he said, dragging you toward him.
you settled carefully into his lap, still laughing.“i don’t know if i should be offended because you forgot about me.”
“i literally fell in love with you again while i was drugged,” he said.
a laugh slipped out of you immediately.
“that’s… definitely one way of seeing it.” you brushed your fingers gently through his messy curls, smiling when he immediately leaned into the touch without even opening his eyes.
“lets go to sleep.”
he smiled faintly.
“only if you stay.”
“i’m staying.”
“good,” he mumbled sleepily. “would’ve stolen your number if i had more time,” he added teasingly.
“sure,” you answered, laughing.
i hope you like it <3!
<3: i want my boyfriend
you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love
Part 6
pairing: steve harrington x mayfield!reader
warnings: angst. emotional neglect. implied cheating. mentions of past trauma. physical fight/injuries. english is not my first language.
includes: slow burn, hurt/comfort, mutual pining (eventually), s2 setting, jonathan byers x reader (just for the plot)
summary: things with your bf aren’t what they used to be. somewhere in the middle of all that, steve harrington starts showing up more than he should.
a/n : loving the tension aaaaaa. (slow burn means i get to torture everyone, including myself, btw), let me know your thoughts!!
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part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5
a couple of days pass after the fight. and somehow, without either of you really noticing when it started happening, things with steve become… easier. easier in a way you don’t really know how to explain. you try not to think too hard about it. but conversations with him don’t feel strained anymore. there’s less awkward silence, less careful dancing around things neither of you wants to say out loud. instead there’s teasing, small smiles, the kind of comfort that sneaks up on you before you realize it’s there. and maybe that should scare you more than it does.
https://www.tumblr.com/swtnerry/815582013195206656/i-want-my-boyfriend?source=share
ughhh so fucking good ml !!! fluffy joe is my favorite thing everrr this is soososos cute <33
tysm 😭💗 it’s one of my favs now 🙂↕️ (along with the coachella one)
I want my boyfriend!
joe keery x reader
includes: bf material, fluffy comfort, joe being the sweetest person ever, anesthesia silliness, teasing, soft cuddles, forehead kisses, clingy post-surgery affection.
the nurse had barely wheeled you out of the procedure room when the anesthesia hit its peak. your eyes were half-lidded, cheeks puffed like a chipmunk, and a little trail of drool threatening to escape the corner of your mouth. joe was already standing right there in the recovery area, arms crossed, wearing that fond, amused smile he saved just for you.
you blinked slowly at him, then your face crumpled.
“i want my boyfriend,” you mumbled, voice thick and lispy from the gauze. “where’s my boyfriend? i need him…”
joe’s eyebrows shot up, eyes sparkling with mischief even as he stepped closer and gently brushed a stray hair from your forehead.
“hey, sweetheart. i’m right here,” he said softly, voice warm like honey.
you squinted at him, clearly not computing. “nooo… my boyfriend. he’s tall… and has fluffy hair… and he smells really good. i want him.”
joe bit his lip to keep from laughing. he pulled up the chair beside your recovery bed and took your hand, thumb stroking over your knuckles.
“sounds like a great guy. what’s his name?” he asked, all innocent.
you made a little frustrated noise. “joe… my joe. he’s the best. he always brings me snacks and lets me steal his hoodies and… and he kisses my forehead when i’m sleepy.”
joe’s heart did a full cartoon flip. he leaned in closer, still teasing. “does he? wow. he sounds kinda perfect. better than me?”
you nodded seriously, eyes glassy. “way better. he’s mine. you’re nice but… i want my boyfriend.”
the nurse in the corner was pretending not to smile as she checked your vitals.
joe chuckled under his breath and pressed a soft kiss to your temple, careful around the swollen cheeks. “alright, baby. i’ll go find him for you. just rest, okay?”
you hummed happily, already drifting again, fingers weakly clutching his shirt like you knew exactly who he was even if your brain was currently offline.
—
a couple hours later you were home, tucked into bed after joe carried you in. you’d fallen asleep curled against him, and when you woke up you were completely tangled together—your leg thrown over his, face buried in his chest, one of his arms wrapped around your waist while his fingers played lazily with your hair.
you blinked slowly, wincing at the ache in your jaw. “how long was i out…?”
joe smiled down at you, voice warm. “a while. you feeling okay, baby?”
you nodded, then noticed the amused little smirk on his face. “what? why are you looking at me like that?”
he chuckled softly and brushed some hair away from your forehead. “you don’t remember anything from recovery, huh?”
“…no. what did i do?”
“you kept asking for your boyfriend,” he said, eyes sparkling with teasing. “told the guy holding your hand, ME, that you wanted your real boyfriend because he’s tall with nice fluffy hair and brings you snacks—”
your eyes widened in horror and you immediately buried your face against his chest with a muffled groan. “oh my god,” you mumbled again, careful of your sore jaw. “please tell me you’re joking.”
joe laughed quietly, his chest vibrating under your cheek as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. “baby, you literally looked me in the eyes and told me i was nice, but not as nice as your real boyfriend.”
“stop,” you whined, hiding even more. “i was drugged.”
“mhm.” he pressed a kiss into your hair. “and apparently very loyal.”
you let out another embarrassed noise while he grinned down at you, clearly enjoying every second of this.
“i’m serious, the nurse was trying so hard not to laugh,” he added. “you kept talking about my hair like i was some celebrity crush.”
that finally pulled a reluctant laugh out of you, even though it made your jaw ache a little. “okay, enough. i get it.”
“no, wait,” joe continued dramatically, tightening his hold when you tried to escape. “‘he brings me snacks,’” he quoted in a dreamy voice. “‘he kisses my forehead when i’m sleepy—’”
“joe!”
he broke into laughter while you hid your burning face against his neck again, and after a second his teasing softened into something gentler. his fingers slid slowly through your hair as he smiled into the top of your head.
“for the record,” he murmured, quieter now, “i liked hearing you talk about me like that.”
your expression softened immediately.
even half-conscious and completely out of it, you’d still reached for him first. and judging by the way joe was holding you now, warm, close, almost a little protective, it had clearly meant more to him than he was pretending.
you tilted your head just enough to look up at him, smiling shyly despite the swelling in your cheeks. “well… it’s true.”
something in joe’s expression softened even further at that, the teasing finally melting away completely. he leaned down and pressed a slow kiss to your forehead, lingering there for a second.
“i’m never recovering from this,” you groaned dramatically.
he laughed softly and pulled you even closer against him, like he couldn’t help it. “good. i’m gonna accept the title of real boyfriend from now on.”
“oh my god,” you muttered into his shirt, already smiling again while he buried another fond kiss in your hair.
i just wanted to post some fluffy content<33, let me know what you think:)
you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love
Part 5
pairing: steve harrington x mayfield!reader
warnings: angst. emotional neglect. implied cheating. mentions of past trauma. physical fight/injuries. english is not my first language.
includes: slow burn, hurt/comfort, mutual pining (eventually), s2 setting, jonathan byers x reader (just for the plot)
summary: things with your bf aren’t what they used to be. somewhere in the middle of all that, steve harrington starts showing up more than he should.
a/n :i’m sooo excited for the next parts already !!! let me know what you think <3 also… ps i love max so much.
2,2k words
part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4
the knocking comes too fast to be normal.
you barely have time to look up from the book in your lap before max groans dramatically from the other side of the couch.
“if that’s dustin, tell him i’m dead.”
another knock.
heavier this time.
you frown slightly, pulling the blanket off your legs before standing up.
you roll your eyes, already walking toward the door.
you open the door and freeze.

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you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love
Part 4
pairing: steve harrington x mayfield!reader
warnings: mentions of past trauma. angst. emotional neglect. physical fight/violence. english is not my first language.
includes: slow burn, hurt/comfort, mutual pining (eventually), protective steve harrington, s2 setting, relationship drama, jonathan byers x reader (just for the plot).
summary: things with your bf aren’t what they used to be. somewhere in the middle of all that, steve harrington starts showing up more than he should.
a/n : heyy, so this time i added a little bit of steve’s pov and i really like how it turned out. let me know what you think!
wc: 1,7k words.
part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 5
as soon as you close the door, you find max waiting for you on the couch.
her arms are crossed tightly over her chest.
“you left me alone for hours.”
she’s not being sarcastic now. she actually sounds angry.
you blink, caught off guard as you set your bag down by the door.
ariana for ‘petal’ by variety
https://www.tumblr.com/kassy-djomunson/815060582450511872/whatever-i-dont-even-care
SIGHHHHHH need to go reread ur joe fics after this pic dropped good goddddd 😵💫😵💫
i miss the bf joe series so much!! i might post something this week… but i don’t promise anything because uni is killing me 😔
😵💫😵💫omg please make the non-famous! reader into a (somewhat) series, it’s so good!!
i’ll def do it🙂↕️🙂↕️
y’all can send me ideas if you want!!!
new ficccc 😵💫😵💫😵💫 it’s so hot i can’t even form words
i was actually so unsure about this one bc it’s way more explicit than anything i’ve written before + i didn’t even know if i should do part 2… but this made me so happy🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️

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Hi! I just wanted to say that I absolutely adore your current series called ‘you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love’ it’s genuinely so good and it feels so refreshing to read a Steve x reader fic that doesn’t write the reader as some extremely shy and timid person who lacks a backbone. overall the series is just really great and I’m super excited for the next part!
stop this is so kind 😭 thank you sm for reading and for taking the time to send this!! it genuinely means a lot that you’re enjoying the series, especially the way the reader is written, that was really important to me. i’m so excited for you to see what’s coming next 🫶
can't keep my hands off
pairing: joe keery x non-famous! reader
warnings: explicit sexual content, 18+ mdni, mention of drinking/alcohol, unprotected p in v, oral (f receiving), exhibitionism(?, no proofread. english is not my first language.
a/n: ok, this is kind of a part 2 of the coachella one, which was originally only going to be a drabble, but you liked it so much i had to do a part 2 (i also love these freaks sm). this is my first time writing explicit smut, so be kind,,. i’ll leave the link to the coachella one below in case you didn’t read it. idk if this is going to turn into a series, it depends on how you receive this one hehe.
making out with joe at coachella
after that little performance you gave at coachella, you felt more confident about being with joe in public.
it wasn’t easy, of course. when deuxmoi posted about you and joe, your notifications blew up. thousands of follow requests on your private account, messages from people you hadn’t spoken to since high school, and a call from joe’s team warning you to be careful now that people knew about you. the change was going to be drastic.
luckily, a week later, with the performances and everything else going on, people seemed to forget about it a little. not completely, but at least you weren’t the center of attention like the previous weekend. with your boyfriend’s help, you started to relax. every time joe noticed you scrolling too much and reading comments, he would take your phone and distract you with kisses and hugs.
the excitement and adrenaline from that night still lingered, so when joe was invited to a low-key private party, you said yes instantly. any plan was fun with him, even hiding in your apartment, but you were excited to finally meet part of his circle.
when you arrived, you were a little confused by how many people were there. you weren’t sure if it was better because you could blend in or worse because more people might recognize you.
you held joe’s hand tighter and pressed closer to him when the cold breeze gave you chills along your bare back in the short black dress. joe rubbed his hands up and down your arms to warm you.
“shall we go inside? you’re freezing,” he asked.
“yes, please,” you said, and the two of you went in.
joe hadn’t been able to keep his hands off you since you left the car. he kept his left hand on your lower back while you walked to find his friends.
once you spotted them, he introduced you. they all seemed really nice and funny. you had heard a lot about them but had never met them before.
they quickly got deep into conversation about the upcoming tour, so you decided to grab a drink.
but when you got there, you realized that the line was too long. “fuck” you whispered while staring at the crowd.
“hey, do you want me to get you a drink?” a voice behind you, way too close, made you jump.
you turned around and saw a blonde man with blue eyes and a stupid smile on his face. you stepped back.
“no, thank you. i was actually going back to find my boyfriend.”
“so you have to ask your boyfriend for permission for me to buy you a drink?” he stepped closer.
right as you were about to say something not very nice, you felt an arm wrap around you from behind.
you smelled joe’s cologne and instantly relaxed.
“hello, is everything alright?” he pressed his chest against your back, trying to cover you as much as possible.
he always got like this when he felt protective. the thought made you smile a little.
his hands tightened on your hips when he saw the man in front of you.
“wow man, hi. i loved you in that show!” you couldn’t hide your disgust and rolled your eyes.
when the guy noticed joe’s smile fade into a serious look, he quickly added, “ok man, it was a pleasure. i have to go.” and disappeared into the crowd.
you turned around.
“hi,” you said, very close to his face.
“did he say something stupid because—” joe started, still serious. “forget him. just a loser,” you answered and kissed him, a quick peck.
you stayed there until you got the drinks, told him it didn’t matter, but he insisted on waiting with you.
while you were in line, a waitress came by with two aperols.
you accepted them even though you were already warm from the crowd.
you waited another ten minutes until you finally got your drinks. “i think i lost the guys,” he said, stretching to look for them. “oh, text them.” “nah, in a moment,” he said, stealing a kiss.
you were almost finished with your drink when you heard it — one of your favorite songs. “omg, you hear that?” you grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the dance floor in the center of the big house. hush by the marias was playing.
the music was loud and bass-heavy, the kind that vibrated through your chest and made your hips move on their own.
the dance floor was packed but not chaotic. once you found an empty space, you turned to face him, already giggling.
he smiled and pulled you close, one hand on your waist, the other holding his drink.
he was wearing a simple white shirt with the sleeves rolled up and jeans. he looked stupidly hot with his messy hair.
you were both a little buzzed, not drunk, just loose and warm.
he leaned down, lips brushing your ear. “you look so fucking good tonight,” he murmured, voice low.
you bit your lower lip and kissed him. when you pulled back, you kept the distance close, joe still looking at you.
you turned around, but joe’s hands stayed on your waist. you relaxed against his chest, resting the back of your head on his shoulder. the air felt heavier. you wanted to feel every inch of him, so you started moving your hips to the rhythm of the song.
you felt joe breathing deeper. not caring who was watching, you ran your hand up his neck, across your own chest, then down your abdomen. he was hypnotized, following your movements.
“been thinking about peeling this dress off you since we got here,” he said. you smiled. the song switched to something slower, heavier, with a dirty beat.
without thinking, you pressed back into him, letting your ass rub slowly against the front of his jeans. you felt him instantly, already half-hard and thickening as you moved.
joe’s breath hitched. his free hand slid down to your hip, gripping tighter. “baby…” he warned, but there was no real protest in his voice.
you didn’t stop. you rolled your hips in a slow, teasing circle, grinding your ass right against his bulge, feeling him grow harder with every movement.
the dress was thin. you could feel the outline of him so clearly it made your thighs press together. his fingers dug into your skin as he tried to stay casual, but his body betrayed him. he pushed forward subtly, letting you feel exactly what you were doing to him.
“you’re killing me, y’know that?” he groaned quietly into your hair, lips grazing your neck. “you really wanna do this here?”
“i thought you wanted to be more public now,” you answered, arching your back a little more, pressing firmer, rubbing up and down along his now fully hard cock through his jeans.
the friction was driving you both crazy, and you only wanted him closer.
you could feel the heat of him, the way he twitched when you hit the right angle. your own body was responding fast, a warm, slick ache building between your legs.
joe set his drink down on a nearby table without looking, both hands now on your hips, guiding your movements.
he pulled you tighter against him, grinding back slowly.
“are you having fun?” he whispered, voice rough. “rubbing your pretty little ass on me like you want everyone to know how hard i am for you. is that what you want? want them to see what you do to me?”
a shiver ran down your spine. the idea should have terrified you, the risk of phones and rumors, but with the way joe’s voice sounded and the feeling of his warm body behind you, you didn’t care anymore.
you tilted your head back against his shoulder, lips parted, and rolled your hips again, slower this time, really dragging your ass along his bulge. “maybe i do,” you breathed, reaching one hand back to grip his thigh. “maybe i want them to know.”
joe let out a low, needy sound and nipped at your earlobe. his hand finally cupped your breast, squeezing gently through the dress, thumb circling your nipple until you gasped. the other hand slipped lower, fingers playing with the hem of your dress, teasing the skin of your upper thigh.
“keep doing that and i’m gonna drag you inside and fuck you in the first corner i find, i don’t care.” you smiled, wicked and breathless, and did it again, a slow, deliberate grind, pressing your ass right against the thick ridge of his cock and rocking until he cursed under his breath.
you could feel how wet you were getting, thighs slick, core throbbing with the need to have him inside you.
then he turned you around suddenly, pulling you flush against his chest so you were facing him. his eyes were dark, pupils blown. one hand gripped your ass possessively while the other tilted your chin up.
he kissed you hard, deep, messy, all tongue and heat. you moaned into his mouth as he pressed his bulge against your stomach, letting you feel how desperate he was.
when he pulled back, both of you breathing heavily, he rested his forehead against yours. “i need you. now.” he took your hand and started leading you through the crowd, not caring who saw the obvious tent in his jeans or the way your lips were swollen from his kiss. you followed, heart racing with adrenaline and arousal, a giddy smile on your face.
inside, the hallway was dimly lit and quieter.
joe barely waited until you were out of sight before pushing you gently against the wall, kissing you again while his hand slid up your dress, fingers brushing over your soaked panties.
“god, you’re so wet,” he groaned, rubbing slow circles over your clit through the fabric. “all that grinding just because you wanted my cock, huh?” you whimpered, hips bucking into his touch. “joe… please…”
he smirked and dropped to his knees right there in the hallway, pushing your dress up and tugging your panties aside. “i want to taste how much you want me.”
his mouth was on you before you could protest, tongue licking a broad stripe through your folds, groaning at how wet you were. you opened your mouth to let out a sound but quickly covered it.
the last bit of awareness about the very public setting made you glance both ways, but you gave up when your hands flew to joe’s hair, gripping tight as he devoured you, messy and hungry, like he’d been starving for you all night.
you bit your lip to keep quiet, but soft moans still escaped. the music from outside pulsed faintly, mixing with the wet sounds of his tongue and the way he sucked on your clit.
he looked up at you with his big brown eyes and a shiny mouth. “cum for me right here, then i’m fucking you properly upstairs, and i don’t care who hears,” he whispered.
he dove back in, this time pushing two fingers inside you without warning, curling them perfectly against that spot that made your knees buckle. you cried out, thighs trembling. your dress was bunched up around your waist and panties shoved to the side. the orgasm hit you hard and sudden, your back arched off the wall, a broken moan escaping as you came on his tongue and fingers. he didn’t stop, he kept licking you through it, gentler now, drawing out every last pulse until you were panting and oversensitive.
when he finally stood up, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and kissed you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. his cock was straining hard against his jeans, pressing insistently against you.
he grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the staircase, barely giving you time to fix your dress. the house was big enough that the upstairs bedrooms were mostly empty.
people were still outside by the pool and in the backyard.
joe tried two doors before finding one unlocked: a spacious guest room with a big bed and soft lighting from a single lamp.
the second the door clicked shut, he was on you again. “joe, i need you right now, please.” he quickly lifted you onto the bed and spun you around. you instantly pressed your face down over the edge, and he yanked your dress up over your ass.
you heard the sound of his belt and zipper.
a moment later, the thick head of his cock was sliding through your slick folds, teasing your entrance. “do you want it, baby?” he asked, one hand gripping your hip while the other tangled in your hair, gently pulling your head back so he could kiss your neck. “yes, please joe” you begged, voice breathy.
he pushed in slowly at first, letting you feel every inch as he stretched you open. when he bottomed out, buried to the hilt, he groaned long and low against your ear. “fuck, you feel so good.”
then he started moving, deep, hard thrusts that made the bed creak beneath you. the sound of skin slapping skin mixed with your moans and his low curses.
he leaned over you, one hand braced beside your head, the other reaching around to rub tight circles on your clit. joe straightened up, gripping both your hips now, fucking you faster. the new pace was relentless, and you were moaning louder than you should.
suddenly he pulled out, flipped you onto your back, and climbed between your legs. he hooked your knees over his elbows, folding you in half as he slid back inside in one smooth thrust.
“fuck—joe!” you cried out, nails digging into his shoulders.he kissed you messily, all tongue and teeth, while he fucked you hard and deep. “i want you to cum again,” he growled against your mouth. “want to feel you squeezing my cock when you do.”
his pace never faltered. one hand slipped between your bodies to rub your clit again, and within minutes you were falling apart around him, clenching tight, moaning his name as the second orgasm crashed through you. joe groaned at the feeling, hips stuttering. “that’s it baby—fuck, i’m close.”
you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
“inside me,” you whispered breathlessly. “please, joe. cum inside me.”that did it. with a deep, broken moan, he buried himself as far as he could and came hard, pulsing inside you, hips grinding slow as he filled you up. he collapsed on top of you, both of you sweaty and breathing heavily, his face buried in your neck.
for a long moment, the only sounds were your ragged breathing and the faint bass from the party still going outside.
joe finally lifted his head, giving you that soft, dopey, post-orgasm smile you loved so much. he brushed damp hair from your face and kissed you gently.
you burst out laughing. he did too. you held his face. “can’t believe we did this.”
“best party ever,” he murmured, voice hoarse. “can’t believe you went from ‘don’t give me a kiss in public’ to asking me to fuck you in a hallway.”
you laughed breathlessly, running your fingers through his messy hair. “you’re the one who dragged me up here.”
“damn right i did.” he kissed you again, slower this time, then carefully pulled out and rolled beside you, pulling you into his chest. “you okay? i wasn’t too rough?”
you shook your head, snuggling closer. “it was perfect. though… we should probably sneak out before someone comes looking for us.”
he grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “or we could stay here a little longer…?”
you rolled your eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. “you’re impossible.”