Steve Harrington Imagines

Daydream (X)

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Y/N POV

I was getting ready for Steve to come over, which definitely means I have to shower, shave, lotion, perfume and wear a matching set because I am absolutely feral around him. He's just SO HOT.  Of course we aren't dating, nor do I even think he has feelings for me but none the less, a girl can try.

I wore some comfy sports shorts and a big t-shirt. My hair was straight and hit the middle of my back, the red tint was more noticeable in the sunlight but I could still see it in the mirror.

Steve came over every Friday, he didn't like being at home much and we've been friends for forever so my home was like his second home. His parents had been fighting a lot lately and I could tell he was stressed.

I heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs, opening the door to see Steve standing in the doorframe. He wore simple blue jeans and a white shirt with a blue jacket over top. He gave me a hug and closed the door behind him.

"Whatcha wanna do..?" I trailed off.

"I think we should watch a movie, I'm pretty tired tonight m, so something chill would be perfect." He gave me a lazy smile.

"Totally sounds like a good idea, I'm tired too." Be chill, I thought to myself.

We sat down on the couch and turned on the tv, putting in some movie I didn't pay much attention too. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed some chips, my all time favorite movie snack, popcorn sticks to my teeth too much. Walking back I placed the bag of chips between us and sat back down in my spot. Looking over to see Steve starring at the T.V, totally entranced in the film playing before him.

Looking back to the T.V screen I felt a hand on my thigh, looking down it was Steve's, he wasn't looking at me, still was blankly starring at the screen in front of him. We were sitting close enough that he didn't have to stretch his arm out to touch me, but it definitely wasn't an accident. Stay calm, don't crumble.

I felt his fingers crawl up my leg, slowly but noticeably.

"Steve." He simply hummed in response.

"Whatcha doin?" He smirked to himself. He moved towards me in one swift motion and our lips were together. I was bursting at the seams. I couldn't believe we were kissing, after wanting this for so long.

Our lips moved in perfect sync, one of his hands on my cheek, the other dangerously close to the edge of my shorts. He moved both hands to my hips and moved me, sitting my directly on his lap, not breaking our lips for a second. I desperately needed a breather but I wasn't going to ruin this moment.

I moved my hands to the back of his neck, taking one through his hair, gripping the short hairs at the base of his head. I heard him groan at this, making the fire between my legs burn even hotter. If that was at all possible.

He tugged at the bottom of my shirt, wanting it off. I broke our lips for a second as he lifted the fabric off my torso, then my chest. He starred at me, for a strange amount of time. Taking in what I looked like with a hungry look in his eyes. He reached behind me and unclasped my bra, and I allowed it to carefully fall off my chest, into his lap. My breath hitched in my throat, was this a mistake?

"You're perfect..." he barely whispered before connecting our lips again, his hand reaching my chest, fondling my breasts. He lowered his lips, lightly sucking and biting at my nipples. The sensation was overbearing, my head fell back as a moan escaped my mouth. His mouth was electric.

I brought my head back up, meeting his lips again and tugging at his shirt. He couldn't take it off fast enough, and the moment it was gone I was kissing down his neck, to his chest, to his belly button. I got off his lap and down on my knees at the edge of the couch. He watched me, with nothing but pleasure in his brown orbs.

I unbuckled his pants, and he helped my lower them as he was now just in boxers. Red ones to be exact. I grabbed the hem, playfully pulling it down until he popped out of them. He was already hard, as I had felt when sitting on his lap. He was big, with good length and just thick enough that I wouldn't die.

Looking at him, I brought my lips to the tip, kissing at at first. He held his breath, moving my head down I closed my eyes and took him in my mouth.

"Fuck.." he groaned, placing a hand on my head. He didn't move my head, didn't shove his cock down my throat thankfully. Just rested it there as a bobbed up and down. Switching between sucking and flicking my tongue in various ways.

Not long after he took himself out my mouth and picked me up, placing my down on the couch, he kissed down my chest to my shorts, pulling them down slowly with the blue thong I had put on earlier. He stared for a second, smiling at me.

"You're the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Before I could process what he said his fingers were rubbing my clit and I was nearly on the edge of finishing from just the tension of this moment. He removed his fingers, licking them he moved them towards my throbbing opening, stopping just before I could feel him.

"Please.." I begged. I couldn't wait, I absolutely needed him. He obliged. Sticking two in at first I was over the moon, I let out a moan I didn't even know I could make, which obviously excited him because he went much harder after that.

"Fucking hell..- oh my god-" I couldn't make coherent sentences as my mind wasn't working correctly. His fingers pumping in and out of me was the most pleasure I'd felt, in a very long time. He flicked his tongue on my clit, continuing to finger me at the same time, with a slower rate now.

He pulled his fingers out, and placed his cock at the edge of my entrance, bringing his face to mine we didn't say anything. He didn't shove himself inside me, not for a moment.

"You taste so good.." he whispered in my ear as he thrust inside me ——-

"Earth to Y/n..." I shook my head and looked to my left, where a fully clothed Steve was sitting next to me laughing.

"You ok dude? You like, spaced out really hard core for a second." I cleared my throat and awkwardly laughed with him.

"Oh yeah sorry, I was just thinking about what I want for dinner." I internally groaned.