waking up dilf!steve with a bj for fathers day :p
warnings: cnc, oral, one use of daddy, praise, dilf!steve. minors dni
the morning light shines through the curtains, illuminating steves bedroom. it hits his face just perfectly, painting his face golden. your cheek is pressed up against his coarse chest hair. your other hand trails down, lightly combing through the trail of hair just below his navel. you glance up at him, despite the subtle greys in his stubble, he looks younger like this, he always does when hes sleeping. he looks so at peace, his lips are slightly parted, while his chest rises and falls rhythmically. you slowly untangle yourself from his arms, carefully moving down the bed so you dont wake him up. your heart is beating out of your chest, a mixture of nerves and excitement.
you gently kiss the soft pudge on his tummy, making your way down south, kissing down his happy trail. steve stirs and his abdomen twitches ever so slightly, you freeze, not wanting him to wake up just yet. a beat passes, and you deliberately tug his briefs down, just enough to free his length. steves breath hitches, hes still mostly asleep, but his body doesnt fail to react instinctively as the cool air hits his skin. you lean down carefully, pressing a soft kiss to his tip. the action makes steves hips subconsciously twitch upward as a sleepy sigh falls from him. you bite back a giggle and then gently grab him at the base, before lowering your mouth around him. the moment your warm mouth seals around him, he jolts. a slow, dopey grin spreads across steves face as his hazel eyes blink awake.
“holy shit, sweetheart,” he chokes out, his voice rough with sleep. one hand immediately flies to the back of your head. he isnt pushing or anything, just cradling.
your mouth pulls off him with a loud pop, “happy fathers day, daddy,” you smile sweetly at him.
“jesus christ, honey,” he flops back on the bed. steve folds one arm beneath his head and lets out a long sigh.
he gently guides your head back to his now fully hardened dick. he watches with heavy lidded eyes as your mouth works and suckles at his tip.
“fuck, look at you,” he rasps. “so pretty like this.”
you moan at his words, the vibrations from your mouth going straight to his cock, sending a wave of pleasure throughout his body. your tongue swirls against him. you can feel your mouth stretch even wider as you work down his length. tears start to brim at your waterline. steve notices immediately, and his expression softens at the sight of you.
“breathe through your nose,” he gently reminds you. “youre doing so good, honey.”
you blink away the tears, breathing through your nose like he had told you. a shaky exhale falls from him as your nose makes contact with his pelvis.
“thaaaats it, good girl.”
“ohfuck,” he hisses as you swallow around him, your throat contracting against him.
the grip on your hair tightens, its taking everything in him to not thrust his hips up in your face. your head bobs up and down his length, you work your tongue on the underside of him, gliding against a vein deliberately.
“god, baby– please, keep going,” he begs, his chest heaving.
you double down on your efforts, moving against him quicker. his thighs tremble, its evident his orgasm is building fast and he lets out a loud guttural groan. hes so drunk on you and the pleasure youre giving him, praises constantly falling from his mouth like a prayer.
“y-yeah, just like that baby– oh my god, yes.”
“my perfect girl, oh shit–” hes cut off with his own moan as you hollow your cheeks.
“gonna cum baby,” he warns, his hips stuttering. the coil in his belly snaps, you feel his dick twitch and cum spurts from his tip, filling your mouth.
“shit,” he breathes out as the aftershocks ripple through him. some of his release dribbles down your chin, his thumb captures it before bringing it to your lips and gently pushing it back into your mouth.
“good girl.”
you smile at him, swallowing it all. he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.
steve lets out a breathless laugh, “if old age wont kill me, you will.”
