Jimmy Urine x Steve righ smut😭

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“I'm cold,” he says, and that alone is just enough to make Steve pull him close to his chest and give him a soft, delicate kiss on top of the head. These times are the ones that Jimmy doesn't mind at all, because he loves the feeling of his Steve's strong arms wrapping around him tightly, embracing him all while he's peppering kisses down his partner's neck, causing him to shiver in the process. Steve looks down at Jimmy, who's looking right back up at him, a somewhat mischievous smile on his face.

“Hey, Righ? I want you to kiss me...” the request seems to fade out toward the end, but Jimmy is still staring him in the eyes as he flutters his lashes at him, doing his very best to look cute. He succeeds, and Steve keeps on cursing himself for falling under the singer's spell. It was almost impossible to ignore him. His eyes were enough to draw anyone in and make them listen to him. It could have probably worked out well if Jimmy had really tried to go into business or something, but that just wasn't Jimmy.

And to think... Steve had hated him no less than a month ago, and here they were, together and cuddling each other in bed. There was something about the way that Jimmy's dark hair seemed to frame his face just right that caused a fire to ignite inside of Steve, and he knew, from that point, that hating Jimmy wouldn't do any good – it would just make him stronger. He could be annoying and a real asshole, but there was something about him that made people adore him, and Steve was no exception. Jimmy was just... Jimmy. That was the only way that Steve could really explain it.

Jimmy leaned up, his crooked smile never leaving his face as he came closer to Steve's mouth, their lips only a few centimeters apart. Steve nodded his head slowly, their lips brushing against each other as Steve fakes a long, exasperated sigh, “Only because you look so cute.” He's halfway waiting for Jimmy to giggle and thank him.

He leans in slowly and a bit unsteadily, before leaning up and making his way on top of Jimmy, placing his hands on either side of his partner before leaning down to claim his lips softly and slowly, almost teasingly. Jimmy's kissing him back, leaning up and into the kiss with his arms around Steve's neck, drawing him in even further. The smack of their lips against each other seems to become louder and louder with each kiss, the two of them seemingly trying to see which of them could sound more erotic. Jimmy's quiet squeals and moans send Steve into somewhat of a euphoric state and the guitarist's arms find their way around the singer's small frame, holding him closer to him as he kisses him slowly now, his tongue slipping into Jimmy's mouth. Jimmy reciprocates the kiss, his arms immediately moving to hook around the other man's neck.

“I never thought that you'd be so romantic,” Jimmy laughs, breaking the kiss and running a hand down Steve's neck, trailing his nails over his skin ever so slightly, sending chills down the guitarist's spine. Steve laughs and rolls back to his side of their shared bed, staring up at the ceiling with his hands be hind his head. He wants to say something back that would absolutely destroy Jimmy for at least a few minutes, but he refrains, because this is just so perfect to him. Lying in bed with Jimmy was one of his favorite past times, and he wouldn't give it up for the world. He can feel Jimmy's gaze on him, and before he even knows it, Jimmy is curled right up next to him, just as he had been before, his shallow breaths signaling that he was finally asleep. Steve shrugs it off and wraps an arm around him as he closes his eyes.

Steve's eyes open a bit later to Jimmy, his eyes closed, leaning in and kissing him. Steve closes his eyes and pretends to be asleep, though he is certain that Jimmy already knows. He mumbles underneath his breath, still under the disguise of sleeping, murmurs an “I love you”, and to his surprise, he receives a response of “I love you, too,” before Jimmy begins to tell him that he should go to sleep, too. It's not too long after this that Steve actually does fall asleep, and Jimmy sees his chance right in front of him. The singer crawls on top of Steve and straddles him, running the palms of his hands down his friend's chest, moving down his abdomen. This probably would have been considered creepy for anyone else, but for Jimmy, this was completely normal. Steve opens his eyes slowly, looking up at Jimmy, who's greeting him with a smile and half-lidded eyes that signaled that he was up to no good. The guitarist reaches up and places his hands on the smaller male's hips, running his fingertips along the sides of them, causing him to shiver and moan softly.