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Hawkins drive in

Inspired by random pics I found on Pinterest Enjoy!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: MNDNI 18+: Smut obvi, unprotected p in v sex, car sex, semi public?

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You find yourself sat in your boyfriends red BMW, FlashDance flickering on the massive drive in theater screen, a thoughtful choice he made for your evening together. It’s not that the movie is bad or boring; it’s just that your focus seems to be eluding you, finding it hard to concentrate, your hands fiddling with Steve’s fingers that rest over yours, a sign of your restless state.

With a gentle tilt of your head, you gaze up at Steve who’s sat with a rested face, his silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the screen, you observe the contours of his face, his body relaxed into the seat, his thumb circling your hand that rests on your thigh. He turns his head, his eyes meeting yours, a soft mischievous sparkle sits in them. You knew him well enough to sense that just like you, his mind was elsewhere. The vibrant dance scenes projected on the screen failing to captivate you as they normally would.

Reading your face, without hesitation Steve shifts over into the passenger seat, smoothly lifting you up by the hips in the process so that you straddle him, legs resting at his sides. His hands snaking around your back to pull you closer.

“What? Did I pick a bad movie?” he asks, one hand moving to push your hair behind your ear, the other rubbing up and down your back softly, a small smile sitting on his face.

“No, just in the mood for something else” you smile, leaning in, your lips connecting with his, hands resting on his shoulders.

“Oh is that so?” he says, smiling into your mouth, hands moving to grip your hips, pulling you into him so that he can kiss you harder.

You kiss back just as hard, a moan escaping your mouth inviting him to explore farther, and he does so, his tongue moving gracefully. The tips of his fingers moving under your shirt, tracing the curves and contours of your hips and your back.

As you kiss into him, the ache between your legs causes you to grind your hips into Steves, the friction of your cunt against his pants instantly making him hard, earning a sharp groan from him, his hands gripping your hips, pushing you back and forth helping you grind on him, groaning anytime your cunt makes contact with his cock hard under his jeans.

“Thank god for tinted windows” he grumbles into you, sill kissing you he begins unbuttoning your shorts, before tugging them, along with your panties down your legs, your hands using his shoulder as leverage, making it easier for him to slide them down. Once your shorts hit the floor, your hands move to take off his belt, once off, you throw it in the back seat and help him tug his pants down. His erect cock flings out and rests prettily against his belly, pre cum glistening on his tip.

He helps you hover over him, lining up his cock with your entrance before helping you sink down onto it, his lips slightly parted as he watches you take him fully, wincing at the familiar stretch that happens every time you take his thick cock. You begin rocking your hips slowly, the movement enough to earn moans from the both of you, his hands gripping around your jaw, forcefully bringing your lips to his. His mouth moves from your lips and down to your neck, placing kisses anywhere he can, sucking and biting the skin softly, curses fall out of your mouth as you continue rocking on his cock. His hands sneak up and un clasp your bra, releasing your plump tits, throwing your bra to the side and cupping your tits, squeezing and massaging; he lifts your shirt just enough to reveal them, his head immediately dropping as he takes your nipple into his mouth sucking and bringing it between his teeth before releasing and moving to the next. Your body shudders at the contact, walls clenching around his cock, earning a deep groan from him.

He pulls away from your chest and his mouth is back on yours, this time he allows your tongue to explore his mouth, your rocking getting slower, hands moving to tug at his hair, causing him to moan.

He leans into you, reaching his hand to move his chair, you think he’s gonna recline his seat back to allow you more room to ride him and bounce up and down but instead, he brings his seat closer to the dash board allowing you to lean back at an angle, your back resting slightly against it. His cock slides out of you before he quickly pushes it back in, his hips lifting so he’s able to pound into you, every thrust causing your back to rub against the dashboard, a moan escaping every time. You move your hands and grip his knees to steady yourself , head falling back as you allow him to fuck into you. Your shirt rest over your tits exposing them, your boobs shaking at every thrust, his hands gripping your thighs, a thumb pressed firmly on your clit causing your eyes to squeeze shut.

“Fuck Steve, feels so good” you say in a whimper, in response he begins circling the thumb that rests over your clit, earning a even louder screech from you.

His pace slows and you feel every ridge of his veiny cock slipping in and out of you, his hands squeezing your hips so hard he’s sure to bruise the area, his head leaning back against the seat, mouth slightly open as he takes in the feeling of your cunt swallowing his cock, as if he entered another dimension completely lost in how perfect you feel, his chest moving up and down due to how hard he’s breathing, the windows fogging. He begins to pick up his pace again, his breaths getting even heavier his hair sticking to his sweaty face. Steve moves his hand over your boob, gripping and squeezing as he thrust up into you. “you look so pretty like this, fuck mm so close” he groans in between pathetic heavy breaths, eyes pinching shut.

“Cum with me Steve, want you to cum in me please” you request sweetly, your hands pulling at his shirt, with that, he’s fucked both of you turning into a moaning mess, your body flinging forward, his arms catching you as your orgasm takes toll, his warm cum shooting deep inside you. Both of your bodies moving up and down in synch as you try to catch your breath together. You fall completely limp, your head buried into the crook of his neck, arms resting at his side.

Both of your breathing finally returns to normal as you come back from your orgasm, his hands gently bring your face to meet his checking up on you, “you okay honey?” he asks, hands fixing your messy sweaty hair “yes that was amazing” you admit, eyes moving to scan the foggy car windows, he lets out a cocky chuckle, a kiss is pressed to your forehead, one hand resting at the curve of your back, his cock sitting still inside you, filling you up, his other hand tracing letters on the window, squeaky noises follow as he writes into the condensation ‘we just fucked’ you read on the window, laughing and turning to look at him, a proud grin sitting on his face.

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