#harringtonshon

husband!stevie, who lets you fuck your stress out bouncing on his dick <333 praising you about how beautiful you look bouncing on it and how much he loves you when you’re frustrated.

husband!stevie, who lets you have your own rhythm above him, only with his hands on your hips; not to guide you or smth, to have his hands on you.

husband!stevie, who is a mess when he hears you angrily ramble about how bad your day was, because he loves seeing you angry.

husband!stevie, who adores when your nails rudely dig into his chest, and carries them around like a proud man afterwards.

husband!stevie, who sweetly says, “it’s okay honey.. take all you need baby, all you want.” “yeah, fuck! you’re doing it s-so well” while sweetly caressing your waist or your thighs.

boyfriend!steve who’s frustrated because it’s been a rough day at work. he needs to let his anger out—and who are you to not help your pretty boyfriend? <33

you teased him until he got mad and fucked you furiously. you loved doing this, because you knew how he was physically and mentally going to answer.

he left hickeys everywhere. ass all bruised n red for how hard he was smacking it—and you loved it.

but what you loved more was when he called you “fucking little slut, so socked… all for me, huh? you love being treated like a whore.. don’t you, baby?” as he left kisses down your back, leaving apart that rough part of him. you groaned and squeezed his dick at his words.