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hungharrington · 2 years ago

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So I um I found an amazing video and now I’m plagued by thoughts of sitting on Steve’s bed, him between your legs with his back to your chest, and giving him the sweetest loveliest softest handjob ever, scratching his tummy hairs and peppering kisses all over his neck

nonnie did i or did i not tell u i was coming back for this ask? and i came back with a hunger -- sort of sub!steve, 1.5k, everything the ask describes, as always MDNI this entire blog is 18+! enjoy <3

Steve doesn’t think anyone has ever asked to take care of him before.

He’s had plenty of partners in bed, sure. He’s rife with enough experience that honestly he thinks it would take a really strange request to throw him off his game. But you had— when you asked, “Can I just take care of you tonight?”

He hadn’t even been entirely sure what you had meant, pulling back from the steamy make-out with you on his lap— the usual late night rendezvous.

But still, he gave a slow and earnest nod, a soft ‘sure, honey’ and let you rearrange the two of you til you were leaning back on the headboard and he was leaning back against you. Your thighs on either side of him, your arms looped around his middle. Like a little spoon. Steve secretly adores it.

“Y’know I can’t exactly do much in this position,” Steve chuckles, pretending to have his reservations, even if he’s already eager to see what you mean by taking care of him. Your arms are around his waist, warm, your fingers tucking up his shirt to begin to work it upwards.

“Mm,” you hum, hoisting it higher and Steve moves forward, letting it get tugged off and over his head. Cool air flushes down his chest. “Dunno if you’re grasping the idea of letting me take care of you if you’re worrying bout that.”

The shirt flutters to the ground, forgotten, as your hands explore to freshly exposed skin. Steve sighs sweetly as you trace softly across his tummy, nails dragging lightly as your near his thighs. His cock is already perking up. It’s been interested since earlier, you in his lap and your tongue in his mouth, and it doesn’t take many more lingering touches for it to reach proper attention.

“No one ever taken care of you before, baby?” You ask, lips scraping his ear. Your breath is warm and your voice is low— but the kiss you give beneath his ear is hot and wet. You suckle at the skin, not even a nip of teeth. Desire pools low in Steve’s gut, a simmering heat.

One of your hands moves over his boxers and gives his bulge a gentle rub, making Steve rumble out a soft moan. Your other hand rubs soothing down his thigh.

Steve shakes his head to answer no to your question. His eyes fight to stay open, torn between wanting to watching your wandering hands or turning to kiss you but your persistent kisses on his neck give him little choice. He shifts his hips.

“Not- not like this,” Steve admits, breath a little short already. His tummy tenses when your hand drags back up over it, just a soft scratch of nails. His cock aches harder. He wishes you would touch it, wishes you would reach your hand in, all hot, soft and wet and tug it in that perfectly teasing way he knows you can.

“Sweetheart,” he breathes, hips shifting upward again. You smile at his impatience.

“Can we take these off?” You ask, pinching the ruffled elastic of his boxers. Steve nods fervently, hips shifting up to let you slide them down so he can kick them off. His chest feels warm, flushed beneath the hair and another groan tumbles out when you finally curl your fingers around his cock. “Fuck,” he pants as you pump tantalizing slow. “Fuck, feels so good, honey,”

A hunger for the feeling grows in his stomach, gnawing for more bliss. Steve lets his head tips back, resting against your shoulder and you take advantage of it in an instant; kisses upon kisses up his neck. It’s messy, lips wet with spit as you scrape your teeth down, right as your rub over the slit of his cock— Steve twitches, a jagged whine pushing past his lips. He pants a little heavier.

Pausing for a moment, you pull your hand back to your mouth and let yourself drool over it— sticky saliva covering your fingers. This time, when you grip his cock, Steve gasps loudly. Slick, hot, sounds reverberate in the room as you jerk him, hand twisting perfectly. Still slow, still gentle.

Your mouth find his earlobe, teeth nibbling a little mean, your hand not stopping— and Steve moans a little louder, like he can’t help it. His cock gives a little dribble of precum, tummy all tensed up again.

“See? S’nice to be taken care of,” You murmur softly. You thumb his slit again, delighting in the spurt his cock gives, then dive down to cup his balls. Your other hand strokes along his thigh lovingly, nails drawing lines as you rake them back up to his v-line.

Steve shivers, shuddering sweet whines escaping him. He’s so unbearably hard for you- especially as you rub his balls so perfectly, your hand dragging back up his cock and then back down, a mind-melting cycle. It’s so much, it’s not even close to enough, it’s, it’s—

“Oh god,” Steve whimpers loudly. His eyes have finally crushed closed, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly beside you. His gut is burning with heat, pleasure filling every limb. It feels good. He wants to writhe against you, wants to fuck your fist, wants you to keep teasing him just like you’re doing.

“Oh god, oh fuck- f-fuck,” His words are getting more pathetic by the minute, barely fully formed, drenched in a whimpering tone. “Please, don’t… don’t tease, no- ah,”

It’s not even teasing, you just aren’t rubbing him hot and fast like usual. Your movements are slow, doused in adoration — your core feels sticky, burning hot from watching Steve get all worked up in your arms.

“M’not teasing you,” you say, fondling his balls and rubbing your palm against them in a circular motion, building his lust. Steve’s tense body and punched out breathes contradict your words. He’s so whiny. It’s a pity no one’s ever taken care of him before — though your stomach pinches hotly to know only you get to see him this way.

“Just taking care of you,” you sigh, grip tightening as you pull it back up his cock, giving the smallest jerk. Steve warbles out a throaty whimper, egged on by your roaming touch along his thighs. He feels molten hot, tummy already all clenched up, his cock just leaking all over your hand. Pleasure buzzes wildly in his body, back starting to arch up.

“Hone- aw, fuckfuckfuck, yes, just there, please, honey,” he pleads, voice starting to sound wrecked and feeble. God, he sounds pathetic; he only sounds like this when he's been fucking you for a good while. But a few minutes of the right touch? Reduces to a whiny mess in your hands.

“So pretty,” you whisper and Steve can’t tell if you mean him or his dribbling cock, all pink and twitching in your hand. He can’t even feel the fabric gripped between his own fingers— can’t feel anything except your palm right around the head of his cock, teasing it lightly. It’s torture, it’s perfect, it’s not enough, it’s—

“Please!” The word bursts out of Steve, desperate, swallowed immediately by a moan. He fights to get his next words out as your hand returns to his heavy balls, caressing them soft and slow again. It’s not fucking enough. His pleas fall out all whimpery, “Take— take care of me, please, wanna cum, I wanna- I wanna—“

It’s the magic words. You grip his cock properly, your whole hand curling around him for the first time that night and you set a fast pace- lewd, squelching sounds echo in the bedroom. Steve keens forward, a soft cry coming from him as his pleasure turns into a blaze in his stomach. “Oh my god, oh god- yes, fuck—“

Your free hand moves to his tummy, scratching down to thatch of hair at the base of his cock and Steve can’t help it, he cums, hard. He turns his head, hides it in your neck and releases a whimpery sort of wail. His chest heaves as his pretty cock spurts out his hot pearly cum — coating your hand enough to ride him through it, your hand never stopping.

“That’s it, so good,” You coo at him. Your sweet words carry him through it, your pace slowing as his body starts to twitch back against yours. His cock gives a few final dribbles of cum and you rub your thumb over his slit, spreading it. Steve whimpers loudly. “Mm, there we go.”

It feels like it takes forever for him to settle back down. Steve feels wrung out, feels spent, feels like he had his brain melted out his ears — like he could just nap against you now and be happy forever. Your soft kiss against his cheek has him opening his eyes, pulling back enough to look at your face.

“Good?” You ask, though he knows you can tell just how fucking good it was. “Good to be taken care of?”

Steve nods with a loving hum, a hefty exhale rushing out his lungs and he lets his face huddle back into your neck, eyes slipping shut. He’ll move in a minute- maybe when he can feel his thighs again.

#maybe? all i want? hmmm #on this blog we want to take CARE of my boy #anon ur video gave.... great inspiration for this 😳😳😳#though that was intended to be teasing and this was intended to be lovingly taking care of him <3 #jay writes #steve harrington #steve x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader smut #sub steve harrington #sub!steve harrington #sub!steve #i think reader is gender neutral? wonderful!#steve harrington x gn!reader #steve harrington x gender neutral reader #ok that's all folks

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enhyunj · 4 months ago

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ENHYPEN HCS ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆.

pair: bf!enha x afab!reader

total word count: 1.8k

genre: fluff!

warnings: a tiny bit suggestive (hee, jake, jay), super fluffy!! (remember this is fiction so some members may not act how they usually would, it’s my imagination!)

prompt: enhypen and their favorite type of kiss! :3

starts under the cut!!

HEESEUNG — NECK KISSES

The soft glow of the evening light filters through the curtains, casting a warm hue across the room. You and Heeseung are lying on the bed, limbs tangled together in a comfortable embrace. The atmosphere is calm, the kind of peacefulness that comes from simply being in each other’s presence.

“You’re so warm,” you mumble, your voice muffled against Heeseung’s chest as you burrow closer, seeking out more of his comforting heat.

Heeseung’s lips curve into a gentle smile, his fingers tracing slow, soothing circles on your back. “That’s because you’re so close,” he murmurs, his voice a soft rumble that vibrates through his chest.

You let out a contented sigh, your eyes fluttering shut as you relax into him. “I could stay like this forever,” you whisper, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing beneath you.

Heeseung chuckles quietly, his hand moving up to gently stroke your hair. “I wouldn’t mind that,” he replies, his voice low and sincere.

After a few moments, Heeseung shifts slightly, his lips brushing against the side of your neck in a tender, lingering kiss. The sensation is warm and intimate, sending a shiver down your spine. Heeseung continues his slow exploration, his lips trailing up and down the column of your neck, each kiss leaving behind a trail of warmth.

“Heeseung…” you breathe, your voice trembling with emotion as you tilt your head to give him better access.

“Hm?” Heeseung hums in response, his lips curving into a small smile against your skin.

You can feel your heart beating faster, your hands instinctively reaching up to tangle in his hair. “You know what you’re doing, don’t you?”

Heeseung lets out a soft laugh, his breath warm against your neck. “Maybe,” he replies, his voice teasing yet affectionate. “But I can’t help it. You’re just too irresistible.”

You feel a flush of warmth spread through your chest, your heart swelling with affection for the boy who makes you feel so cherished. “I think I’m okay with that,” you whisper, your voice full of sincerity.

Heeseung presses one final kiss to the sensitive spot just below your ear, his voice soft and filled with emotion as he murmurs, “Good. Because I’m not planning on stopping anytime soon.”

JAY — ESKIMO & EARLOBE KISSES

jay has his arm around you, pulling you close as you sit in comfortable silence, simply enjoying the moment.

“You know, this is nice,” Jay says softly, his voice breaking the silence as he turns to look at you.

You smile, leaning into his side. “Yeah, it is,” you agree, your voice just as soft. “I could stay like this forever.”

Jay’s lips curve into a small smile, his eyes soft as he looks at you. “Me too,” he murmurs, his voice full of warmth.

Without warning, Jay leans in close, his nose brushing against yours in a gentle Eskimo kiss. The gesture is so sweet and unexpected that you can’t help but giggle, your heart fluttering at the tenderness in his eyes.

“You’re so cute,” you tease, your voice full of affection.

Jay’s smile widens, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he presses another Eskimo kiss to your nose. “Not as cute as you,” he teases back, his voice light and playful.

But before you can respond, Jay’s lips move to your ear, brushing against your earlobe in a soft, lingering kiss. The sensation sends a shiver down your spine, your breath catching in your throat as you feel the warmth of his breath against your skin.

“Jay…” you breathe, your voice trembling with emotion as you tilt your head slightly to give him better access.

Jay chuckles softly, clearly pleased with your reaction. “Does that feel good?” he asks, his voice low and intimate.

You nod, your hands instinctively reaching up to tangle in his hair. “Yeah,” you whisper, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jay’s smile softens, his lips brushing against your earlobe one last time before he pulls back slightly to look at you. “I love you, you know that?” he murmurs, his voice full of sincerity.

You feel your heart swell with emotion, your eyes shining as you look up at him. “I love you too,” you whisper back, pulling him close for a tender kiss.

JAKE — FRENCH KISSES (FT. SPIDER-MAN KISS)

Jake is full of energy, as always. He has that mischievous grin on his face, the one that means he’s up to something. You can see it coming a mile away, but you can’t help but play along.

“You’re really going to do it, aren’t you?” you ask, raising an eyebrow as Jake dangles upside down from the edge of the couch, his face hovering just inches above yours.

Jake’s grin widens, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “Of course I am. I’ve always wanted to try this,” he says, his voice full of playful enthusiasm.

You can’t help but laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. “You’re such a dork,” you tease, but the affection in your voice is unmistakable.

Jake doesn’t miss a beat. “But I’m your dork,” he shoots back, leaning in to capture your lips in a playful, upside-down kiss.

The kiss is light and fun, the kind of kiss that makes your heart flutter with the sheer joy of being with someone so full of life. But as the kiss continues, it gradually deepens, the playful energy giving way to something more passionate.

Jake’s lips move against yours with a practiced ease, his hands reaching up to cup your face, holding you close as he tilts his head slightly to deepen the kiss. You feel your breath catch in your throat as Jake’s tongue brushes against your lips, asking for entry. You eagerly part your lips, welcoming the warmth and intensity of the kiss.

When you finally pull away, both of you are breathless, your foreheads resting against each other as you try to catch your breath. Jake’s eyes are half-lidded, a satisfied grin playing on his lips.

“You’re pretty good at that,” you tease, your voice a little breathless.

Jake chuckles, his thumb gently brushing against your cheek. “I’m good at a lot of things,” he says with a wink, his voice full of playful confidence. “But kissing you? That’s definitely my favorite.”

You feel your heart skip a beat at his words, a smile tugging at your lips. “I think it’s my favorite too,” you whisper, pulling him down for another kiss.

SUNGHOON — BITE KISSES

Sunghoon leans back against the couch, his eyes studying you with that familiar, focused intensity. His expression is a mix of seriousness and playfulness, the kind of look he gives when he’s about to do something unexpected. You can feel the anticipation in the air, and it makes your heart race.

“You’ve been staring at me for the past five minutes,” you tease, tilting your head to meet his gaze. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

Sunghoon’s lips curl into a small smile, his eyes never leaving yours. “Just thinking about how much I want to kiss you,” he says, his voice low and deliberate.

Before you can reply, Sunghoon closes the distance between you, capturing your lips in a kiss that’s both tender and teasing. He gently tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth, his playful bite sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You let out a soft gasp, your hands instinctively reaching out to grab his shirt, pulling him closer.

“Sunghoon,” you murmur against his lips, feeling the sharp contrast between his playful bite and the softness that follows.

Sunghoon chuckles softly, pulling back just enough to press a series of light, angelic kisses along your jawline and up to your temple. Each kiss is gentle, almost reverent, as if he’s trying to soothe the sting of his earlier bite.

“You’re such a tease,” you whisper, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Sunghoon’s smile widens slightly, his eyes crinkling at the edges. “I know,” he replies, his voice laced with affection. “But I can’t help it. You make it too easy.”

You roll your eyes playfully but can’t deny the warmth spreading through your chest. “I guess I’ll allow it,” you say, leaning in to rest your head on his shoulder, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your cheek.

Sunghoon presses one last kiss to the top of your head, his voice soft and sincere as he murmurs, “I’m glad you do.”

SUNOO — BUTTERFLY KISSES

Sunoo is always full of light, his energy infectious and his smile ever-present. Tonight is no different. You’re lying side by side on the grass, looking up at the stars as you talk about everything and nothing. Sunoo has his hand intertwined with yours, his thumb gently brushing against your skin in a soothing rhythm.

“You know what I love most about you?” Sunoo asks suddenly, his voice light and playful as he turns to look at you.

“What?” you ask, a smile tugging at your lips as you turn to meet his gaze.

“The way your eyes sparkle when you’re happy,” Sunoo replies, his voice full of affection. “It’s like you’re seeing something special , something that no one else sees.”

You feel your heart melt at his words, a rush of warmth spreading through your chest. “That’s because you are special,” you whisper, your voice full of sincerity.

Sunoo’s eyes soften, and without warning, he leans in close, his long lashes brushing against your cheeks in a gentle butterfly kiss. The sensation is light, almost ticklish, and you can’t help but giggle as Sunoo continues to flutter his lashes against your skin.

“Sunoo, that tickles!” you laugh, squirming slightly as he gives you more butterfly kisses, each one softer than the last.

“I know,” Sunoo replies with a grin, clearly enjoying your reaction. “But I love seeing you smile like this.”

Your heart swells with affection, and you reach up to gently cup Sunoo’s face, pulling him closer. “You make me so happy,” you whisper, your voice full of emotion.

Sunoo’s smile softens, and he presses a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. “And you make me happy,” he replies, his voice full of sincerity. “Every single day.”

You feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by the love you feel for the boy in front of you. “I love you,” you whisper, your voice trembling with emotion.

“I love you too,” Sunoo replies, his voice full of warmth as he leans in for another kiss, this one soft and full of the love you share.

JUNGWON — FOREHEAD KISSES

You’re sitting on the balcony, the cool night air brushing against your skin as you look out at the city lights. Jungwon has his arm around you, pulling you close as you sit in comfortable silence.

“What are you thinking about?” you ask softly, turning to look at Jungwon, who is gazing out at the skyline.

“Just… how lucky I am to have you,” Jungwon replies, his voice soft and full of emotion as he turns to meet your gaze.

Your heart flutters at his words, and you feel a rush of warmth spread through your chest. “I’m the lucky one,” you whisper, your voice full of sincerity.

Jungwon smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he leans in close. Without a word, he presses a tender kiss to your forehead, his lips warm against your skin. The gesture is simple, but it’s filled with so much love that you feel tears prick at the corners of your eyes.

“Why do you always do that?” you ask, your voice trembling with emotion as Jungwon pulls back slightly, his gaze never leaving yours.

“Because it’s my way of showing you how much I care,” Jungwon replies, his voice soft and full of sincerity. “It’s like… a promise. A promise that I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.”

You feel your heart swell with love for the boy in front of you, and you wrap your arms around him, pulling him close. “I love you,” you whisper, your voice filled with emotion.

“I love you too,” Jungwon replies, his voice full of warmth as he presses another kiss to your forehead, sealing his promise with the warmth of his lips.

RIKI — PECKS (SHORT & SIMPLE KISSES)

Riki’s laughter echoed through the quiet room, filling it with warmth. You had barely looked up from your book when he leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek. You smiled, but before you could say anything, he was at it again—another peck on the other cheek, then one on your nose.

“Riki!” you laughed, trying to playfully swat him away, but he was too fast. He ducked, dodging your hand, and planted a soft kiss right on your lips. It was quick, just a feather-light touch, but it made your heart skip a beat.

He grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief as he pulled back just enough to see your face. “Can’t help it,” he teased, “you just look so cute.”

You rolled your eyes, but the smile on your face gave you away. “You’re impossible,” you said, though the fondness in your voice was unmistakable.

“Maybe,” he agreed, leaning in for one last peck, this time on your forehead. “But you love it.”

He didn’t give you a chance to respond before he was at it again, peppering kisses all over your face. Every time you tried to speak, he’d steal another one, leaving you giggling and breathless. His energy was infectious, turning a quiet afternoon into something playful and chaotic.

Finally, you managed to grab his hands, holding him still for a moment. He looked at you, eyes wide with curiosity, as if wondering what you’d do next. “Just for a second,” you whispered, “can we stay like this?”

Riki’s expression softened, and for a moment, he was still, his playful nature subdued by something more tender. He leaned in, this time pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, lingering just a little longer than before. When he pulled back, his voice was softer, more sincere. “Yeah,” he murmured, “we can stay like this.”

end note: hope you enjoyed it!! I love love love making enha fluff posts :> they’re my favorites

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