Random OneShots

Saturday Mornings (Afternoon)

By: jonathansboy on Ao3

Jonathan x Steve x Nancy

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Last night, Steve stayed over at the Byers' house, much to Will's protest. Joyce, however, welcomed Steve with open arms as she does most everyone. He ate dinner with Jonathan and his family and then fell asleep in Jonathan's bed a few hours later. Steve was a deep-sleeper, so naturally, he woke up a bit later than Jonathan in the morning. He didn't bother changing into different clothes since he and Jonathan didn't plan on going anywhere that day. He exited Jonathan's bedroom and walked toward the front of the house.

When Steve entered Jonathan's living room, Jonathan was laying down on the sofa while reading a book that he had never gotten to finish. Steve walked over to the sofa and stood patiently in front of Jonathan.

"Hi," Jonathan laughed a bit, "you're up earlier than I'd thought you'd be," he rest his book on his chest.

"I'm still a bit tired," Steve responded, impatiently taking a spot on Jonathan's lap.

Jonathan shifted under Steve for a minute so that both of them would feel more comfortable. He smiled, "Then go back to bed."

Steve shook his head, "I don't want to."

"Yeah?" Jonathan laughed, properly closing his book and setting it aside on the coffee table, "Then what do you want to do?"

Steve felt Jonathan's hands rest on his hips and he smiled, "I wanna be near you."

Jonathan smiled. "Do you, now?" he teased.

"And," Steve paused, "I wanna kiss you."

Jonathan smiled, leaning up to connect his lips with Steve's. Their eyes fluttered shut as they kissed. One small kiss quickly turned into a second, longer kiss. Jonathan's hands remained on Steve's hips and one of Steve's hands went to hold Jonathan's face as their kiss continued. When the pulled apart, Jonathan couldn't help but focus on Steve's rose-colored, puffy lips.

He looked back up at Steve. "Anything else you want?" He teased.

"Yeah," Steve mumbled, his voice soft.

"What do want, sweetheart?" Jonathan urged.

"I want you to fuck me," Steve smiled, looking down at Jonathan.

"Say please," Jonathan's smile quickly faded onto a smirk.

"Please fuck me, Jonathan," Steve whispered, a small whine in his voice. A whine that he knew drove both Jonathan and Nancy crazy.

A groan got caught in Jonathan's throat as he listened to Steve's voice. Jonathan loved every noise that came out of Steve's mouth, and lord knows that Nancy does too. Every slight whine or whimpered made him shake with anticipation.

"Go to my room and get the lube, sweetheart," Jonathan spoke softly, yet commandingly.

Steve quickly took himself out of Steve's lap and rushed to Jonathan's room. He knew almost every hiding spot in Jonathan's room, not that he'd actually gone through it, but he's helped Jonathan clean before. He learned that Jonathan keeps lube or any other sexual-related items, not that there was a lot, in his sock drawer. Steve rummaged through the drawer and picked up the dark blue bottle of liquid, as well as another item.

Steve walked back in the living room, where he was greeted with a shirtless Jonathan. He handed the lube to Jonathan and kept the other item behind his back, earning a quick glance from Jonathan.

"What else did you grab?" Jonathan asked, setting the lube down on the coffee table. It could have been anything, considering how Nancy suggested that he keep a few items at his house for when both her and Steve were over.