bittersweet | steve harrington

7. tease

TW: this chapter contains sexual content! Please read on you own responsibility.

"And I'd give up forever to touch you. 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow"

Only a half a day has passed since the morning they spent together. and they were craving each other like crazy.

Earlier that day, they broke apart their kissing session, not wanting the rest of the group to wake up and find them as Steve carefully left her bedroom and went back into his, only half an hour later everybody woke up.

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"We have Dead poets society, Stand by me and... Dirty dancing" Vickie said, holding the movies in her hand as Angelina walked into the living room, Steve's eyes watching hers.

"I'm not watching Dirty dancing" Eddie called, crushing on the couch, right where Robin was sitting. "Yeah. Me too. No way" Steve added, agreeing with Eddie as he fell down on the couch, next to the other boy.

"Ang? What do you think?" Robin asked, everyone's heard turned to Angie. She smirked.

"I think we should watch Dirty dancing" said Angie, raising in eyebrows with a daring look towards Steve and Eddie as she crossed her arms.

They looked at her with annoyance, as they started expressing their opinions about why they shouldn't watch dirty dancing. "Angie chose" Vickie said, as if in defeat. putting the dirty dancing DVD in the place and then jumping over next to Robin, falling cuddled in her arms. Blankets over them and everyone. Angie smiled, grabbing a blanket from the pile before taking her place. The only one who was left in the couch, between Steve and the end of the couch.

'Be my baby' started playing, announcing the start of the movie. Angie breath deeply before taking a small, almost unnoticeable, move towards Steve. He noticed.

By the middle of the movie, Angie and Steve were only inches away from each other, their legs touching as one blanket covered the both of them. The rest were too busy to even notice, their eyes set on the movie, Eddie's eyes were the most. "You love this movie! Admit it" Vickie called, pointing at Eddie. He opened his mouth in fake shook. "Do not!" A protected. "Oh you totally do" Angie laughed.

"Is there a chance that Edward Munson is actually enjoying a cliché movie?" Steve laughed, as he did, like it was the most casual thing in the world. He placed his hand on Angie's thigh. She stopped breathing for a second.

"I am not!" Eddie called, rolling his eyes as he laid back, setting his eyes back on the movie, which he totally loved.

For the next minute Angie's mind couldn't warp around the fact of what was happening. Steve didn't even turn to look at her, only his hand didn't move, set on her thigh, pressing gently.

Only a few minutes later Steve laid his head back, pretending to be focused on the movie as his hand trailed up on Angie's thigh, she could feel her heartbeat going faster. Maybe from the excitement. Maybe from Steve's delicate touch.

His hand was now in the line of her shorts, his fingers softly playing with them, Angie tried her best to focus on the movie, or at least to look like she does.

"Anything wrong James?" Steve asked, turning his head around to her, with a look of consent in his eyes, asking for permission.

"All good" Angie said back, giving him permission. She was his.

Steve turned his eyes away from hers and his eyesight went back to the movie, so the others won't suspicious anything. It was already dark outside, and except a small light coming from the kitchen and TV light, it was dark inside the room.

His fingers slipped in the line of her underwear. She never regretted not wearing sexier ones, but he didn't seem to notice nor mind.

Steve's fingers trailed directly to her clit, without a farther warning, putting the right amount of pressure on the right spot. Angelina couldn't help herself but let out a gasp. Fortunately, no one turned around to her as the other three were looking straight on the screen.

His thumb was circling on her clit as his eyes were still set on the movie. Angelina was trying her best to suck up her heavy breaths that came with Steve's well trained hand.

He kept circling around, applying pressure as she bit her bottom lip, trying to hold back the voiced that were almost falling out of her pink lips.

"Are you ok with this?" Steve whispered into her hair, she could barely hear him, so she assumed the rest didn't as well, she nodded softly.

His index finger and middle finger, professionally, slid down to her entrance. He moved it around in circles before entering it in to her in a smooth move. He smirked to himself from how wet she already was.

His finger started to pump into her, slowly. Angie throw her head back and almost let out a moan before she threw her hand on her lips, biting them.

"Ang? You ok?" Robin whispered over to her, from the other side of the couch. "Mhm mmm" Angie mumbled. She could see a smirk grow on the side of Steve's lips.

His fingers pumped into her, Slowly at start, and faster with the minute. Both of them were rushing from the adrenaline. Angie's lips were buried into her hand, she could fill her eyes feel with tears, never realising before how big Steve's hands are.

He did it perfectly, his fingers filled her almost completely, moving in perfect rhythm. His face changing expressions when he heard her deep breaths into her hands but trying to keep himself as steady as he could.

Angie felt herself getting close, "Steve" she barely whispered.

The voice not coming out of her mouth as she was scared that a moan will come out with it. But he knew, he felt her tight up against his fingers, he went faster, making her moan into her hand. The music from the movie covered for her.

Angie throw her head back, her eyes at the back at her head as she was almost there. he suddenly went slower, Angie breath with surprise. his fingers slipping out of her as he fixed her underwear back on.

Angie has never hated more then she did now.

He threw his blanket off, getting up. Leaving breathless Angie on the couch. Her hand went off her mouth. The tears drying in her eyes before she she looked up at him, he threw a smile back to her before leaving the room.

Fine Harrington. Was the only though running in her mind. Game on.