The Outsiders Imagines and Preferences

Steve

*smut*

I always like watching the rumbles. There are usually a bunch and it's kinda interesting.
I was sitting a little ways away from the rumble, watching the boys wail on each other.
I saw my best friend, Steve, come out and start punching like crazy. He has a tattoo on his arm and he is muscular. He is kinda cute too.
The boys kept fighting and then there was screams. Someone got a blade out and stabbed someone else. Steve was stabbed, not bad, but on his lower side.
In the spur of the moment, I ran to him. I got him up and walked him to my house, which was close by.
"I was watching the rumble and then the blade got pulled. I saw you get stabbed and decided to help." I said leading him in.
"Thanks." He said grunting.
I walked to the restroom with him and he sat on the toilet.
I got the first aid kit and cleaned his face cuts and then looked at his real wound.
"Oooh, that looks bad." I said.
"Yeah, but the scar will make a hella story." He said and we both chuckled.
"You needa go to the hospital." I said.
"No, I can just let it heal." He said.
"You need stitches." I said.
"No." He said.
"Why?" I asked.
"'Cause I don't wanna." He said.
"Fine I guess." I said and left the restroom.
Steve followed me.
"Aren't you gunna leave?" I asked.
"It hurts." He whined.
"You need stitches." I said.
"I know. Can you go to the hospital with me?" He asked.
"Ugh." I said getting up.
I took Steve to the hospital and they stitched him up.
"Did it hurt?" I asked.
"Not that bad." He said.
"Hey can I stay at your place? My mom would shit herself if I came home looking like this." He said.
I laughed and nodded. My mom loves Steve like a son, so she'll let him.
Steve and I went back home. I got the couch ready for him to sleep.
"Goodnight Steve." I said walking to my room.
I started changing when Steve opened the fucking door. I was topless. I had no bra.
"What the fuck." I said covering my boobs.
He walked over and kissed me. My hands dropped and his came up squeezing my breast.
My hands came up his back to his hair.
"I don't know if you can tell, but I like you." He said.
"I can feel it." I smirked.
He chuckled and picked me up. He laid me on the bed and kissed me all over.
He pulled my bottoms off and then came to my entrance with his tongue. He ate me out and made me cum. He licked it up and smirked at me.
I got on my knees and undid his pants. I pulled them down and got his dick out. I started to suck and he was letting slight moans escape. He came in my mouth and I swallowed.
"Steve we cant have actual sex, my mom will hear." I said to him.
"Okay, then another time?" He asked.
"Yes." I said and kissed him.
We made out for a bit before he went back to the couch. I fell asleep in a good fucking mood that night.