#kim harrington

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Risa Rodil’s illustrated book cover for Kim Harrington’s Revenge of the Red Club.

[dragonmama76]

I know for a FACT that one night Steve and Robin saunter into the bar where Eddie and Chrissy work to get their groove on at an advertised karaoke night.

Eddie hates working these nights, having to listen to drunk college kids butcher good songs, or even worse, butcher bad songs. He tries his best not to pay attention, but when Robin and Steve start singing Unholy (on key!) he finds he can’t help listening.

And when Robin starts the Sam Smith part with a gorgeous rasp he looks over to see Chrissy mesmerized. He smirks and rolls his eyes at her, planning on teasing her all night.

But when Steve breaks in with a “mmm daddy, daddy if you want it drop the add’y” Eddie pops a boner while his jaw hits the floor.

Fortunately for them Steve and Robin have been trying to find a way to hit on the hot bartenders since they moved to the city.

And they lived happily ever after. The end.

[eleanorose123]

Disney Television Animation girls! Also, icon commissions like these are now available on my Ko-Fi!

[behindthescreamz]

joe keery as kurt kunkle with his cast mates on the set of “spree” (2020)

[axelwolf8109]

Me at my favorite ships:

[sadhours]

just the two (ok maybe four) of us - part six

billy hargrove x steve harrington x original f!characters

co-written by the incredible @buckysgrace

contents: 18+ minors dni, FOURSOME!!!!, harringrove, I’ll be honest consents a lil blurry in this but steve doesn’t mind

🔅🔅🔅

“I see you two made up,” Billy smiles smugly as they walk through the door. Steve sees how the two girls are cuddled up on the couch, watching some reality show with the remnants of their food on the coffee table.

“We did,” Kim giggles and Gina jumps up to throw her arms around Steve.

“Hi, Stevie,” she purrs and Steve can almost recognize the look in her eye, so he laces their fingers and tugs her into her bedroom. He lets her push him on the bed and straddle him.

“Missed you,” she whispers, resting her cheek on his shoulder as their bodies lay flush together. Steve strokes her hair and lets her cling to him.

“Missed you too,” he says softly, “I’m pretty sore. Was at the gym.”

“Wanna nap?” she asks, “I could use one too.”

“Yes please,” Steve murmurs and pulls her closer, eyes fluttering shut as he welcomes sleep.

—

“Hi,” Kim giggled, her pouty lips curled into a bright smile as she looked up towards him, “You smell good.” She teased playfully. Billy found himself grinning in response as he wrapped his arms around her slender body. He squeezed, earning a squeal from her until he heard a popping sound coming from her spine.

“Oh God,” He gently dropped her, making a face as she sighed in relief, “What is wrong with you?” He asked, unsure of how she was constantly popping her joints. She grinned, looking a little bashful as she glanced towards him.

“It’s all the ballet I do,” She brushed him off before she leaned forward to kiss his nose, “How was the gym?” She asked, watching as he unwrapped a protein shake. It was mint flavored, which he assumed she got more for herself but he drank it anyways.

“Not bad,” Billy grinned as he tugged at the ends of her hair gently. He’s pondering about the best way to bring his thoughts forward, knowing that it could be a touchy subject, “You look like you had fun.” He smirks instead, watching the way her cheeks heat up.

“You’re the one who suggested it,” She protested softly as she tucked her hair behind her ears, “I was thinking about something.” She said softly, distracting herself by playing with the strings on his shorts. He tilted his head as he watched her.

“What was that, Red?” He grinned at the childhood nickname, watching the way her lips slowly curl into a grin until she’s looking up at him again. She breathed in deeply, looking a little nervous before she spoke.

“What do you think about doing something with Steve and Gina?” She asked softly, fluttering her eyelashes as she looked up at him with a bright smile. He grumbled as he took another drink from his bottle and quickly shook his head.

“I already went to his dumb band thing.” He tried to keep from whining, but honestly didn’t want to socialize with any more people. Steve really hadn’t done bad and he really was a good singer, but Billy didn’t need him to know that.

“You said he did good,” She laughed as she nudged his shoulder, “No, not hanging out like that. Hanging out like here.” She gestured down towards the floor, like she was motioning to the apartment. He raised his eyebrow at her.

“He’s here all the time,” Billy told her, his tone coming out a bit dry, “What’s to change about that?” Kim looked a little frustrated for a moment as she licked her lips, looking like she was searching for a better way to phrase her sentence.

“Like hanging out here,” She drew out slowly, “Naked.” Her face flushed, like she was embarrassed to bring it up. He bit back a grin, thinking that she was cute for being so flustered over it.

“Oh,” Billy nodded his head, pretending like he understood, “Like a nudist party?” He tilted his head, asking the question in mock confusion. He laughed at the look of defeat that crossed her features.

“Billy,” She whined as she leaned forward, pressing her full body against his as she whined. He laughed as he moved his hands up on her small waist, “You know what I mean.” She mumbled as she hit her face in the crook of his neck. He swayed them back and forth for a moment before he gripped her chin and tilted her face towards him.

“You wanna fuck them?” He whispered softly, watching the way her hazel eyes widened as she took him in. Her body molded closer against his, sinking against his touch as her fingertips lightly dug into his sides. He observed the way her lips slowly parted as she nodded her head as they breathed in the same breath, “Little slut.” He teased, enjoying the way her body moved against him.

—

Gina sits on the couch between Kim and Billy, glancing between them with a mischievous look on her face. She pokes at Kim’s side and asks, “Did you talk to him?”

Billy snorts, “Oh, so this was your idea. I should’ve figured.”

She gasps and shoves Billy, “It was our idea. So? Whaddya say, Billy?”

The blonde purses his lips and scratches his chin, like he’s still thinking it over in his head, though the decision was made fairly quickly on his part when he saw how just the conversation about it excited his girlfriend. Gina looks at him impatiently and he chuckles before smirking, “I’m down. Question is, if your square boyfriend will be.”

Gina squeals and jumps up onto her knees, “I’ve already figured out how to ease him into it.”

“Yeah?” Kim tilts her head curiously, “How?”

“Easy. I blindfold him, sit him on the couch and we take turns sucking his cock,” Gina explains nonchalantly. Billy and Kim look back at her with wide eyes.

“Why don’t you just fucking ask the guy?” Billy argues.

Gina whines, “He’ll be too like… listen, okay. Steve’s not so adventurous. The way we have sex is like, mechanical. There’s a routine and Steve does the same three positions. If I ask him, he’ll act like it’s a big deal and something something it’s gay.”

“Maybe you and Kim should tackle this without me, first,” Billy offers, blinking slowly.

“No!” Kim quips, “I don’t wanna do it without you.”

Billy sighs, “Okay. So say we do this, what makes you think he’s not gonna freak out?”

Gina shrugs, “Call it lover’s intuition. I feel like we just plan it right, pull the blindfold off at the perfect time and he’ll already be warmed up to the idea.”

“Sounds pretty fun,” Kim grins excitedly, reaching over to squeeze Gina’s thigh.

—

“What’s the big surprise?” Steve asks as Gina leads him through the front door, blindfold already tied around his head. He’s nervous yet excited at what Gina has planned. Though she wouldn’t tell him what the occasion even is. She pulls his hand and guides him to the couch, where she pushes him gently. He sits back, welcoming her in his lap while she kisses him slowly. Gina seems really into whatever she’s got in her little head, grinding against him while they trade spit.

He relaxes a bit because this is familiar. It’s also pretty hot to not be able to see. Feels tingly in his thighs as she moves off him and pulls his shirt over his head. The thinks she gets on her knees because he can feel her arms against his legs while she rubs her hand against his crotch.

“You can’t take the blindfold off until I say it’s okay, Steve,” she purrs, “Okay?”

“Whatever you say, baby,” Steve sighs back, reaching out to touch her but she pushes his hands back to his sides.

“Stay still. Let me do all the work, okay?”

He nods, leaning his head back against the couch. Gina unties his shoes and pulls them off, biting her lip as Kim sits by her side. Billy’s standing nearby, observing them with a curious tilt to his head. Gina moves her hands to his waistband and unzips his jeans, with Kim’s help she gets them down and off his ankles. Kim’s eyes widen and she has to stifle a giggle when she sees Steve’s erection pressing against his briefs. Gina’s pretty proud of her boyfriend's size. It’s mostly why she puts up with the vanilla sex he offers.

Gina nods to Kim, grinning mischievously as she watches the slender girl tuck her fingers in the waistband of Steve’s underwear and pull them down his thighs. Gina grabs them from there and pulls the rest of the way down. When she glances back, Billy’s chewing on the inside of his lip. His head is still cocked but he’s definitely looking at Steve’s cock. Which makes Gina even more excited and she grabs onto Steve’s thighs and spreads his legs more, leaning down and licking a broad stripe up the side of his length, right along the vein. Her boyfriend moans, fingers gripping onto the couch cushion beneath him. She wraps her fingers around the base of him and swirls her tongue around his tip, still squeezing on his thigh with the other hand.

She works slowly, not wanting to rush anything. There’s still two other mouths eagerly waiting to get on him. She bobs her head a couple of times and pulls off with a loud pop, looking up to see Steve’s lips falling open as pretty sounds flood out. She turns to Kim and smiles. The redhead shyly smiles and leans in to lick against Steve’s tip, Gina’s fingers still wrapped tightly around his base.

“Jesus,” Steve pants out, arms twitching and Gina knows he’s desperate to move his hands. But he listens well, doesn’t move them an inch.

Gina shakily pulls away and stands up, letting Kim take over. She grabs Billy’s hand and pulls him a little closer, locking eyes to gauge how he’s feeling about all of this.

Kim feels a little giddy as she pushes Steve’s tip into her mouth and slowly begins to bob her head up and down his long length. She knits her eyebrows a bit, not used to how quickly Steve’s cock hits the back of her throat. She’s not able to be as quick or rough as she usually is with Billy.

Steve’s moans are soft and pretty as they fill the air and she wonders if he’s noticed anything different at all. Billy leans a little closer, slowly pulling her red hair from her face so he can get a better look at how her lips stretch around Steve’s cock. She flicks her tongue along the curve of his dick, admiring the way he shudders underneath her.

She begins to drool a bit more, gagging hard as Steve involutionary snaps his hips up with a groan. She pulls away, coughing a little bit as drool floods from her mouth. Billy grips her chin tightly, peering at her red cheeks before he’s shuffling the drool back into her mouth with his thumb. His lips descend on hers, kissing her hotly.

“Sorry,” Steve croaks out, looking flustered as he shifts in the chair, “Don’t stop.” His tone is a little desperate, making Billy’s stomach churn. Kim shoots him a desperate look before Gina is nudging him forward. He slowly pushes Steve’s legs apart a little further so he can easily slide between his knees and takes his time to reassure that Steve still doesn’t notice anything before he’s pressing his lips around Steve’s red tip.

He bobs his head slowly at first, taking his time to adjust as it’s been some time since he’s had a cock in his mouth. Steve probably has the biggest cock he’s ever seen that hasn’t been in porn either. He can’t fit all of Steve in his mouth, nor does he get as far as the other two girls but he does let the saliva mixture from the three of them coat Steve’s balls before he’s rolling them in his hand.

“Fuck,” Steve curses, making Billy’s eyes snap up as he flicks his tongue along the veins on Steve’s cock. He rolls his tongue slowly, enjoying the way Steve melts underneath his touch, “Feels so good.” Steve pants out, his chest moving harshly like it’s hard to breathe.

Kim leans up against Billy’s back, watching him curiously as her tits press up against his skin. He sends her a sly wink, feeling shivers tracing up his spine from the way her fingertips drag along his sides. She grins, pressing against the back of his head softly to watch the way Steve’s cock descends further into Billy’s mouth.

His jaw begins to ache but neither girl tries to take control again and he likes the way Steve’s hips jerk into his mouth as Kim lightly pushes his head further onto Steve’s cock. He sucks in his drool, swallowing it and earning an even louder cry from Steve. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Gina slowly creeping up towards the brunette boy. Gina tugs at the blindfold and it falls down to Steve’s lap.

His vision is flooded with a sight he’d been secretly dreaming of. Billy Hargrove with a cock in his mouth. Steve’s cock. It’s almost unbelievable, he can’t even fully comprehend it as their glassy eyes meet. All he knows is that it feels good and it’s even better to look at. He’s reaching down, pushing the discarded blindfold off his lap and getting his fingers in Billy’s hair while his hips jerk up.

“Oh, my god. Oh my god, oh my fucking god!” Steve rushes out, loving the way Billy’s lips look extra pink and swollen around his cock. The way Billy's cheek’s are the reddest he’s ever seen them. He’s a dream and Steve’s orgasm slams into him abruptly, his hips stuttering up as he shoots his load down Billy’s throat. “Ohhh fuuuck,” he grits out, not daring to close his eyes.

Steve’s trying to catch his breath when Billy pulls off, grabs Kim’s face and pulls her close. Kim opens her mouth, locking eyes with Billy and Steve makes a pathetic sound as he watches Billy spit his cum into Kim’s awaiting mouth. His softening cock twitches back to life and Gina tugs at Kim’s wrist as she sits beside her. The girls kiss, swapping Steve’s cum and when a little leaks out the corner of Gina’s lips, Kim’s licking it up.

He exhales harshly, “What the fuck?”

Gina swallows and giggles up at Steve, wrapping her hands around his calves and kissing his knee, “Good surprise?”

“Very,” he replies, moving his thumb to caress her freckled cheek. “But, uh, now what?”

Billy laughs, picking up Kim and sitting her down beside Steve, “Now this.” He pulls Kim’s dress off and starts kissing at her thighs, spreading them open. Steve watches curiously. Oh. Oh. They’re just gonna fuck right in front of him and Gina. Well, actually, that’s not that different from their usual behavior except this time, Steve’s dick is out and still hard. Luckily Steve doesn’t have to panic for much longer because Gina’s grabbing his face and kissing him while she climbs up into his lap. Kim begins moaning beside him and he can hear how sloppily Billy’s eating her out. It makes his ears feel hot. He kisses Gina back eagerly, grabbing her dress and lifting it up. They break the kiss so he can take it off of her, exposing her naked body. Steve guffaws, making Gina giggle before she’s lining his cock up with her cunt, lowering herself on it as she whines.

Kim’s fingertips dig into Billy’s thick strands, letting her nails lightly drag across his scalp as his tongue dips in and her wet cunt. She whimpers, her hips temporarily leaving the couch as he attacks her with his tongue. Her head lolls to the side as Billy presses his fingertips down on her hips to keep her still.

“Billy,” She whined as her head falls onto Steve’s shoulder. She lazily rolls her eyes up, looking at the cock drunk look on Gina’s face as she gyrates her hips up and down Steve’s long cock. His body is warm, almost hot as he exhales roughly next to her, “Feels good.” She whimpered as Billy’s tongue pressed against her clit roughly.

Steve’s brown eyes turned towards her, his pink lips parted in bliss as he momentarily drank in her features. She feels a blush spreading over her cheeks, not quite used to having Steve watch her in such an intense way. He bends forward, his movements taking her by surprise until Billy is roughly tugging her away.

“Hey,” Billy moves himself up between Kim’s legs, speaking so sternly that Gina pauses her own movements, “Don’t kiss her.” He demands fiercely, his eyes flashing as he stares at Steve. Kim bites her lip as she shifts forward a bit, just enough so she can grab Billy’s strong jawline.

“S���okay,” Kim reassures him as she brings her lips against his slick covered ones, “Kissing is okay.” She tells him gently between gentle pecks of their lips. She doesn’t want Billy to run Steve off, nor does she want Steve to get offended either. She doubts that he’ll even do much more than share a peck between any of them.

Billy’s lips melt against hers as she slides her tongue inside of his mouth, tasting herself as she works on removing his belt and jeans. He groans against her mouth, mingling their sounds together as she wraps her palm around his cock and stroked him slowly.

“Little whore,” He mumbles against her lips before he grips her throat and spits into her mouth. She hears Steve gasp but she’s unsure if it has to do with Billy’s actions or because Gina is moving again. She whimpered as she licked his spit away, whining as his palm roughly connected with her ass before he’s spreading her legs wide, “Nasty little slut.”

“Yeah,” She whimpers in agreement, her lips spreading in awe as he pushes his thick tip into her drenched hole, “Oh my god.” She whined, her eyebrows rising high on her forehead as his cock stretches her walls out.

“Can I?” Steve mumbles out, shakily, eyes on Kim while Gina begins rolling her hips again.

“Uh-huh,” Kim whines, turning her face towards Steve. Her hazel eyes meet with his dark brown ones and he’s never felt so feral in his life. He collides his lips with Kim’s. And it’s hungry. Steve’s growling into it as he grabs her hand, it only feels natural. They’re both in a rather submissive position. And really, honestly, it’s exciting to have Billy’s face so close to his and Kim’s. Steve deepens it, sliding his tongue along Kim’s lower lip and pushing it past, rubbing their tongues together.

“Fuck,” Gina whines, watching in awe as she rides Steve’s cock.

Steve lifts his hand up and grabs a hold of Kim’s jaw, holding her steady while she moans into his mouth. Billy’s a little floored, usually couldn’t fathom the thought of anyone kissing Kim but there’s something about this asshole. Fine. It’s no big deal but Billy is in fact attracted to Steve. And really, watching him lick into Kim’s mouth is fuckinf hot. Makes his hips snap his hips even faster against Kim, pulling these high pitched symphonies from her lips. Gina’s doing something similar to Steve because this open mouthed kiss turns into Steve and Kim just moaning against each other's mouths. It’s the fucking hottest thing he’s ever seen. Billy grabs a hold of Kim’s head, pushes her further against Steve.

“Jesus Christ,” Billy breathes out, moving his hand to slip his fingers in Steve’s hair. He gripped his brown locks tightly, enacting a loud moan from Steve, “Do you like my little whore?” He teased as he dragged his cock faster inside of Kim’s walls. He breathed out, enjoying the way Steve’s brown eyes widened in surprise.

“Answer him, Stevie,” Gina begged as she lightly tapped her fingertips against Steve’s flushed cheeks, trying to earn a response from him, “Is Kim a little whore?” She teased in the same manner as she began to dig her acrylic nails into his skin.

“Fuck,” Steve breathed out as his hands went to grip her hips, his mind feeling fuzzy suddenly. He was overwhelmed with the sensation of her walls clamping down around his hard cock, the way Billy was tightly gripping his hair and how Gina was scratching at his skin. Kim’s lips brushed against the sensitive area on his neck, making him cry out a little louder, “Yes, yes!” He agreed, afraid that they would take away the pleasure that he was feeling.

“So mean, Stevie,” Kim mocked as she pouted her lips out, her voice slightly cracking from how harshly Billy was pressing his cock into her, “Right there. Oh God, Billy.” She whimpered as her head fell against Steve’s. Gina gaped, slightly shaking Kim from how fast she was moving up and down the length of Steve’s cock.

The pleasure tickled up Kim’s spine, traveling down her legs as the bliss grew deeper inside of her stomach until it burned. She cried out as she felt her cunt clamping down around Billy’s cock, squeezing around him harshly as she came with a loud moan. Her body shook as she fell forward, her boobs pressing against Steve’s sweaty skin as he watched with wide eyes and parted lips.

“Fuck,” She whined as she rolled her eyes back in awe. Billy gripped her hair again, yanking her head back to look at her. He smirked in bliss, looking down at her cock drunk features before he spit onto her lips. She whimpered as she licked it away, enjoying the taste of him on her tongue, “Oh my God.” She whined as a soft giggle left her lips.

“Such a dirty whore,” Billy teased as he smacked her cheeks. He pressed her harder against the couch, rocking into her as his cock began to ache. He groaned loudly, feeling his hips stalling as he came inside of her, “Fuck, fuck.” He cursed as he moved his hand down to her neck, giving her a slight squeeze.

Steve’s back arched, feeling the warmth pooling deep in his stomach as his second orgasm was fast approaching. Gina’s rhythm started to falter, thighs burning from the exertion so Steve grabbed hold of her hips and began thrusting his own up. The sounds that poured out of Gina were ones Steve hadn’t heard before, not in person at least. They were like the ones she’d made in the videos with Kim and Billy, a little unhinged as pleasure wrecked through her body.

Billy grabbed Kim’s hand and guided it towards Gina’s cunt, “Rub her clit.” Then he was pulling out of Kim and standing behind Gina, grabbing her tits in his hands, pinching her nipples between his thick fingers. Kim moved her fingers in quick, firm circles against Gina’s clit and in quick succession, the brunette girl was clamping down around Steve’s cock. Eyes crossed and body seizing as her climax crashed into her.

“A-aah!” she cried out, leaning back into Billy’s chest as she came.

Steve licked his lips, taking in the beautiful sight and for the first time ever, he’s shooting his load inside her. Raw. Gina’s hands reach up to grab a hold of Billy’s forearms as she rides out the feeling, a bit of drool pooling at the corners of her lips.

“Shit,” Steve whines, eyes falling shut as his orgasm racks through him. In mere seconds, he’s spent. Body goes limp while he tries to catch his breath. Before he knows it, Gina’s kissing his lips and giggling into it.

“That was so hot,” she purrs, tugging on his hair.

“Mhm,” he mumbles back with a lazy smile.

But now what? Steve wonders, feeling awkward as he wraps his arms around Gina’s waist and looks at the couple standing behind her.

“We’re gonna go to bed,” Kim says, voice all shy like Steve didn’t just watch her getting fucked. “See you in the morning,” she grabs Billy’s hand and begins to pull him to her bedroom.

Billy smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at him, “Nice job, pretty boy.”

[calciumdeficientt]

how do u think dahlia would act w harin

Oooufffff this one is gonna be juicy. Couldnt help myself and wrote a little something….. (scooches ko-fi link forward) https://ko-fi.com/milkybonezz/commissions

DAHLIA AND HARIN HCS

The short answer is that Dahlia would hate her guts. But short answers are boring and are not in line with my brand.

Dahlia Harrington is solid Teflon. She is the epitome of perfection, in all senses of the word. She’s pure pedigree and she damn well knows it. Brought up in seclusion, away from society, her brother and often times even her own father, she’s not very much used to ‘normal’ girls for lack of a better word. Common girls are servants, waitresses, personal shoppers or hookers. They shouldn’t even dream of coming close to a single molecule of her. She’s been in an ivory tower for so long she honestly thinks that is a poor person touches her she’ll be petrified and even though she would make an absolutely stunning marble statue, that is something she couldn’t ever fathom.

She’s barely friendly to her own clique. Dahlia hates her own brother’s guts, and hates the company he keeps. She’s all smiles with Tad but its only because she has to be, lord knows her father has eyes everywhere, and besides, she just LOVES making paupers jealous of her perfect fairytale relationship. Dahlia is sympathetic to Pinky, but then again, it all circles back to her pure, unadulterated, seething hatred of her twin. Because of this, she feels absolutely nothing but contempt for ir the other cliques polluting Bullworth. Especially the greasers, their horrid, dirty auto-shop spoils her perfect view. And god knows she can scream the house down if everything isn’t PRECISELY to her liking.

Dahlia is a spoiled, rotten, festering COW. That evil aura seems to radiate off her, no matter how much she acts like a demure little cherub. If even this doesn’t put Harin off, the vile things that leave her mouth when she’s approached certainly will. Harin should cut her losses and run fast far away before she gets hit with a wave of deadly neurotoxin.

It was deepest winter in Bullworth, a harsh nip in the air and a light layer of frost over everything, the kind of cold that requires a minimum of two layers just to maintain a normal body temperature. Weather this horrid so early on in the winter could only mean one thing. She was back. Dahlia Harrington was fresh off of a private plane back home from Belgium, her father had sent her out to go and study for a semester at one of the best conservatoires in the world, of course she’d barely studied at all. European boys were just so enchanting, and their money was so much older than that pathetic frog Tad’s. She was tired and irritated, her day had started off just dreadfully. Her coffee at the airport had not only been one minute late getting to her, and not immediately in her hand, and it was 104 degrees when she specifically asked for it to be 104.5. Typical, these poors didn’t know their worth. They didn’t know that she could have them compacted into cubes and made into fertiliser for her garden. They didn’t know she could render them jobless for the rest of their existence. Not that she knew how long poor people lived, she assumed they were born; bred like horrible, filthy vermin; and died. Dahlia pressed the tips of her long, slender, and perfectly manicured fingers into her temples and rubbed small circles into her smooth skin, her blue-bottomed Aquaberry heels making a distinct click against the paving of Bullworth’s campus. God she needed a bump, she was practically dying, she figured she should at least look happy to see her brother or else he would blab to their father.

The sound of another pair of feet behind her made her stop and turn. Behind her, stalking up the path to Harrington House, was a greaser. She didn’t have to look very hard to figure that out, nor did she want to, she could feel herself catching something already. Black hair with a slight curl at the end like she was trying to be some kind of do-wop tramp, a heavily worn looking leather jacket paired with the most hideous pair of pleather trousers Dahlia had ever had the displeasure of seeing and a round, doughy looking face. This was a girl who really looked like she didn’t care about herself. She simply had to be a greaser. Dahlia was already in one of those moods, so the staring really wasn’t making her feel any better “What? Are you blind, or just stupid?” She barked at the girl, looking down her highly modified, ever-impervious nose at her. “Oh- sorry I was just admiring your coat” she seemed startled by the confrontation. The nerve of that little wretch, it was obvious she wanted to steal it. They were all the same. Dahlia snorted and forced herself to look the girl up and down one more time, she snorted a little bit at the weak excuse “Hmph.” Her coat was marvellous, 100% pure chinchilla fur, it was so bespoke she’d even personally picked out all of the chinchillas that she wanted to be skinned to make it, but it wasn’t made so that paupers could get their drool all over it. Dahlia turned and took a few more steps towards Harrington house, and yet agin she hear the same pair of footsteps on her tail, how annoying. “Hey I’ve not seen you around before… are you new?” She asked, her tone was genuine and bright, it made Dahlia feel ill. She swivelled and looked down at her again, her jaw set “Oh now I see, you’re both blind and stupid… pity” she pouted a little in mock sympathy and folded her arms across her abysmally flat chest. Practically concave on account of her lack of a heart. “I thought they put people like you in homes… or you lay down to sad music and die like the elephant man” the girl in front to her looked shocked by her response, that was often what happened to Dahlia. How could a woman so beautiful be so vile?

Dahlia set off again, and this time she made it almost all the way up to the door before she heard the greaser girl cry out to her “I’m Harin by the way… just in case.. maybe you wanted to know” it was clear she’d lost confidence at the end, clearly shaken by Dahlia’s coldness. She was this day personified. Cold, hard, and weirdly striking. Dahlia looked over her shoulder, her long platinum, perfectly formed ringlets seeming to spill over the shoulder of her fur coat in a way that felt choreographed; her face was twisted into a sneer “Dahlia Harrington.” There was a specific kind of emphasis she put on her last name, a certain kind of vitriole “And I suggest you remember it”. Dahlia soon stamped off into Harrington House and Harin drifted back to the auto shop, dazed… In some short of trance, almost.

Good god… what a bitch.

[arkofblake]

give me ideas for go big or go home

-arcade family trip

-teaching the kids to ride bikes/swim (ik the irony but steve WAS captain of the swim team so!)

-family game night (aka the time dustin came over and nearly tore the house down bc he lost monopoly by $3)

-dance recital/sports game build up

-snowball fights

-attempting to have a successful date night but the kids lock the babysitter in a closet and r is drunk on "two fluffy ducks and a dirty banana" (tiu s6 my beloved)

-4th of july bbq

-birthday parties that start to go slightly south but end up better than anticipated

thats all i got for rn lol

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

Side note: Just for fun, put yourself in the shoes of the above characters and decide how they’d vote based on how they’d view/interact with each other.

[dollystuartwrites]

Stray Gods - Chapter 32

Pairing: Gods!OT8 x !F!Reader

Genre: romance, friends to lovers, polyamory, mystery, supernatural, angst, fluff, smut

Wordcount: 3814

Chapters:  [1] - [2] - [3] - [4] - [5] - [6] - [7] - [8] - [9] - [10] [11] - [12] - [13] - [14] - [15] - [16] - [17] - [18] - [19] - [20] [21] - [22] - [23] - [24] - [25] - [26] - [27] - [28] - [29] - [30]   [31] - [32] - [33] - [34] - [35] - [36] - [37] - [38] - [39] - [?] MASTERLIST

Summary: With no memory of who you  were, you wake up in the woods, only to be found by eight unusually handsome men. With no information of the past, the guys decide to take you in and take care of you for the time being. But that time becomes  years, and as time passes, you start to notice that there is something  different about them... and something different about you...

Warnings: angst, praise, thigh riding, kissing, fingering, overstimulation, lovebites, bad/miscommunication, low self-esteem, swearing, name-calling, dry humping, college, degradation, gods, special powers, vaginal sex, oral sex (f&m), mentions of contraception (condoms&thepill), injuries, mentions of death (but no character deaths), virgin!reader, teasing, orgasms, poly relationship, semi-public sex, daddy kink, strength kink. I've probably forgotten some so let me know if I did and I will add more as the story progresses.

Taglist: @eastleighsblog @tangerminie​@speedybagelmongerpasta​ @swittyregan​ @septicrebel​ @jiimout​

Special thanks to my beta and cheerleader Millie.

Waking up in Changbin’s arms was utter bliss. His sweet pouty lips were slightly parted, and once again, you couldn’t help but be in awe of his beauty. You couldn’t believe how lucky you had been with him, with all the boys, with life, or this existence or whatever it was. You would’ve counted yourself lucky if you had simply been able to live in the same timeline as them, but having them as your friends and lovers was more than you could’ve ever wished for. Even though you knew you had been destined to be with them. Even though you knew you were a Goddess, and they were Gods, and you had picked them beforehand, it still felt like a blessing that you were forever thankful for.

You put your hand on his cheek, your thumb caressing his soft skin, and Changbin stirred. He opened his eyes, revealing their magical brownish-red colour. A soft smile appeared on his lips as he noticed you were awake’ too and stroking his face.

‘Good morning, my love,’ he whispered softly. You smiled at his words.

‘Good morning,’ you responded. Changbin moved his hand to cup yours for a moment, closing his eyes and savouring the feeling of you touching him. Softly he took hold of your hand and moved it from his skin, guiding it towards his lips to kiss the back of your hand.  

‘Did you sleep well?’ he asked you as he moved your hand to place it back on his cheek again.

‘Very,’ you answered, ‘You?’

‘Better than ever before,’ he said, grinning peacefully. He pulled you in close for a moment, and you nestled your face into his chest, taking in the warm, homey smell of him.

‘You were amazing last night,’ he said after a moment of silence, holding you close. You could feel yourself blush but knew he couldn’t see.

‘You were amazing,’ you said shyly, prodding his chest with your finger, and he chuckled. You could hear the rumbling in his chest.

You stayed nestled in his arms for a little longer. Besides sex and kissing, having the guys hold you closely was the best feeling in the world. You felt safe and relaxed like you belonged there. Which, in a way, however crazy the thought, you apparently did.  

‘Binnie?’ You said after what could’ve been a few minutes or hours. Changbin grumbled in response to let you know he had heard you. ‘What time is it?’ you asked.

‘Hmm,’ Changbin sounded. Without letting go of you, he scooted over to the side of the bed, where both of your phones sat on the nightstand. You could feel him reaching over you to pick one of the phones up and check for the time.

‘Time for breakfast,’ Changbin groaned. You could feel him putting the phone back on the nightstand before he let go of you to stretch himself with a yawn. ‘Sorry babydoll, can’t skip the most important meal of the day,’ he said, finding your eyes and giving your cheek a playful pinch, which made you giggle.

‘Actually, I’m pretty hungry too,’ you admitted. Changbin arched a brow playfully.

‘Really? Are you saying you’re dumping me for food? Don’t you wanna cuddle some more?’ he said with a pouty face and an aegyo voice. You gave him a playful indignant look.

‘But you just said-,’ you sputtered indignantly. Before you could finish your sentence, he rolled you over, pushing you softly on your back as he hovered over you.

‘I’m kidding,’ he chuckled, placing a soft peck on your forehead. You giggled once more, and Changbin rolled over to sit up at the edge of the bed. You got up to sit next to him.

‘Want me to get some clothes from your room?’ Changbin offered as he started putting his socks on. You shook your head quickly.

‘You know I much rather steal your clothes,’ you said playfully, but you meant it. Changbin grinned widely. Now and then, the boys would complain about how much you always stole their favourite clothing items, but you knew secretly they all loved it. Even Hyunjin, who often nagged you about it, somehow seemed to place his (and your) favourite shirt always at the top of the pile of clean clothes, making it oh so easy for you to find. However, you had seen the looks on their faces whenever you wore something of theirs. A mixture of pride and amusement would cross their faces before they would quickly roll their eyes and complain about how they had wanted to wear that specific item today, and they had been looking for it for ages.

Changbin rummaged through his closet and handed you a pair of clean joggers and a sweater. He already provided you with a clean pair of boxers yesterday after showering, and although big, they fit you comfortably enough not to have to get new ones from your own room. Changbin got dressed as well, and even though you had seen a lot of him last night already, you could still not keep your eyes off him.

‘Like what you see?’ he said boldly, but the light pink shade on his cheeks didn’t escape your notice.

‘Always,’ you said, getting up and walking over to him. You grabbed his upper arm, and he flexed his muscle. Even with two hands, you probably wouldn’t be able to fit around it. You looked at him in awe.

‘So strong,’ you muttered, more to yourself than to him, as you used your other hand to gently squeeze his other upper arm. Changbin’s cheek flushed even darker, but he looked incredibly proud and pleased with himself. As he should, in your humble opinion.

Changbin was holding your hand when the two of you arrived downstairs. You walked into the breakfast lounge to find all the others already sitting at the table. And with all the others, you did mean all the others. It was almost as if yesterday night’s (or more like this morning’s) get-together had never finished, and the boys simply had moved location. The two groups were scattered around the table, the members mixed up and talking with each other. The only reason you were sure they had stopped and gone back for at least a few hours of sleep was that they were all wearing something different. Hyunjin looked like he was still half asleep, and Jungkook’s hair was such a mess it was obvious he hadn’t bothered to brush it yet.

‘Good morning,’ Changbin said cheerfully as the two of you met the group. The both of you were met with kind greetings.

‘Hey! No hogging!’ Minho said teasingly when he noticed the two of you holding hands.

‘Yeah, dude, no hogging,’ Han went along playfully.

Changbin pulled a face but let go of your hand.

‘Do I get a say in this?’ you asked with a chuckle.

‘Definitely not,’ Han said, shaking his head and pulling out the empty chair beside him. You tutted at him but still went to sit next to him.

You looked around the table. Everyone was already eating and talking. Changbin went to sit next to Chan, who, to your happy surprise, was talking with Namjoon. The fact that you had come in holding Changbin’s hand seemed to surprise no one. Not even the other group had batted an eye at it. Not even when Minho had said something about it. Did they know?

For a moment, you felt slightly awkward about it, the idea of the other group knowing the relationship you had with your boys. But you decided to shake it off. There was no use in lingering on it; besides, they either did not care or did not mind - or both.

‘Slept well?’ Lady asked you. She was seated opposite you and, unlike most of the others, was already neatly dressed.

‘Erm, yeah, I did,’ you said, blushing slightly. ‘You?’

‘Bit short, but I’ll survive,’ Lady chuckled. Seeing her here suddenly made you remember a question you had had since earlier, which you had forgotten to ask her before.

‘Lady, I have another question,’ you began. She smiled at you and nodded.

‘Shoot away,’ she said, taking a sip of her coffee.

‘Well, when I, erm, arrived here on earth, I couldn’t remember anything about, you know, before. Is it always like that?’ you said, feeling a bit stupid for some reason. Lady nodded as she drank her coffee, and her answer made you feel slightly less stupid instantly. ‘Oh, okay. But why do we forget? Why don’t we remember who or what we are? I mean, the guys do know when they arrive, why not us?’ you said, feeling almost like it was unfair. Lady put her cup down.

‘That is a great question,’ she said, smiling. ‘And it’s also one I do not have an answer to.’

Her response made you feel slightly stunned.

‘I might know a lot, but I certainly don’t know everything either,’ Lady chuckled, seeing your stunned face. ‘I mean, I have theories, but I don’t know whether any of them are true, of course,’

‘What are your theories then?’ you said eagerly.

‘Well, one of them is that we kinda need to figure it out for ourselves,’ Lady said thoughtfully. ‘Like, our jobs as Goddesses are pretty intense,’

Minho made a sniffing sound, and you looked at him. He quickly straightened his face and looked away from you, but you had seen it. You kicked him under the table, and when he looked at you, annoyed, you returned his gaze with the same look.

‘Anyway,’ Lady said, clearly not missing the situation and the other side of the table, but there was still a small smile around the corners of her lips, ‘I think it’s necessary for us to do some self-discovery before we can guide them properly. Like getting some experience and understanding what it’s like to be human and how the world works before we take care of others,’

You nodded slowly, thinking about it.

‘However,’ she followed up, ‘Your story kind of debunks that theory, I think,’ she admitted.

‘Why?’ you said with a frown.

‘Well, all the other Goddesses I’ve met took quite a while before they remembered, and then it took them another while to find their Gods. But you, you found them instantly, and they immediately took you in, even though they didn’t know you or what you were,’ Lady said, frowning slightly. ‘It’s the first time I’ve heard about it. And the fact that it took you about what? Three, four years to figure everything out? That’s the fastest anyone’s ever done it, as far as I know,’ Lady said.

‘She’s a smarty pants,’ Han said, putting his hand around your shoulder and smiling proudly.

‘But I didn’t figure it out,’ you said, now also frowning. ‘I mean, I kinda figured out they were Gods by accident, but I never really understood what I was until I met you,’ you said.

‘True, and another hole in my theory,’ Lady admitted. ‘As I said before, all other Goddesses I’ve ever met figured out they were a Goddess before they recognised their Gods,’

You felt slightly uncomfortable, knowing that your journey hadn’t been the way it should have supposed to be.

‘It does, however, make sense with my other theory,’ Lady said suddenly. You looked up at her.

‘You might remember how painful it was to cross over,’ Lady spoke. A sudden memory crashed through your brain and made you cringe slightly. Minho and Han instantly looked at you, not missing your discomfort. You nodded, unable to stop your grimace. ‘Well, it could be something like a trauma response made by our human bodies,’ she suggested. ‘Our human bodies can’t take such a force, and the trauma of it might cause us to forget for a while, like some sort of protection maybe.’

‘That could make sense,’ you said thoughtfully.

‘Either way, I’m not sure if we’ll ever know the answer. There are still questions I’ve never found the answers to. We might be Goddesses, but we can’t know everything,’ she spoke wisely as she shrugged.  

You smiled.

A phone rang and Lady pulled hers out of her pocket.

‘Oh, my taxi is here,’ she said when she looked at the message.

‘Taxi?’ you said, surprised. Lady looked at you with a sad smile, getting up.

‘I’m leaving today,’ she said, her tone of voice apologetic.

‘Wait, what?’ you said, surprised, getting up as well.

‘Yeah,’ she sighed sadly, ‘There are some things I need to do.’ She pressed her lips together and looked at you.

‘Go time?’ Namjoon asked from further down the table. Lady nodded at him. Instantly all the other guys stopped their conversations and got up.

‘We’ll see you off then,’ Hoseok said with a soft face.

‘Will you be coming back?’ you asked quickly, as all the other Gods gathered around her. Lady shook her head apologetically.

‘But you have my number? You can always call and text me. I might not always reply instantly since I’m always busy, but I’ll always be there for you, sister,’ she said with a wink.

Even though you felt sad that she had to leave, you understood. You nodded, smiled and waved at her as she and the guys left the room to wave her goodbye.

The following days you spend mostly with the guys. Now and then, the other Gods joined your group for activities like dinners, hikes or sports. Changbin, Chan, Namjoon and Jungkook trained together every morning.

On Thursday afternoon, the boys decided to hold a baseball match on the pitch nearby. As usual, you went along to referee. After three matches, unsurprisingly all won by Seungmin’s team, the guys decided to call it a day regarding baseball. After dinner, since it was still light and warm outside, most guys decided to stay in and lounge at the poolside for a bit.

‘You guys go behave like children; I’m going out,’ Seungmin said when the nine of you arrived back at the hotel.

‘Where are you going?’ you asked curiously.

‘I wanna go take some pictures. There are a lot of really nice spots here,’ Seungmin said.

‘Can I join you?’ you asked. Seungmin looked slightly surprised by your request but then shrugged and nodded.

It was nice to spend some time with Seungmin. Although he wasn't very talkative because he was focused on taking pictures, you still enjoyed your time with him. It was quiet and calm for once.

‘I would think you’d prefer to take pictures of the sky or something instead,’ you told Seungmin when he took a closeup picture of a bush with small white flowers. Seungmin looked up and blinked.

‘Just because it’s my speciality doesn’t mean I don’t get to have other hobbies,’ he said savagely. ‘Quite narrow-minded of you to think like that.’

You pouted at him, but you weren’t offended at all. You knew Seungmin too well for that.

‘Besides, you’ve seen me take pictures before; you didn’t tell me I should’ve been taking pictures of the sky instead back then,’ he added.

‘But that’s because I didn’t know or realise what,’ you said, quickly looking around and slightly lowering your voice when you continued, ‘what you were back then.’

‘And because you do know now, you expect that it has changed?’ he teased. You shrugged. He did have a point. You knew about his interest in photography. You had seen him take pictures of the other guys, of you, of plants and flowers and of pretty views and urban sights. You even had a few of his photos hanging on your wall back in your room. None of them were of the sky nor had anything to do with the weather.

‘Why do you like it?’ you asked curiously.

This time it was Seungmin’s turn to shrug. ‘It’s calm, easy. Doesn’t cost much effort, and it’s not too loud,’ he said. You chuckled. Although he was one of the younger ones, he did look down on the other’s behaviour now and then. Not that he didn’t have his own moments of craziness. But in general, he could be more composed than the others.

You leaned back against a tree as you watched him take another photo. Seungmin turned around, checking the screen of his device for the result before he noticed you. He tilted his head slightly like a puppy trying to understand something as he stared at you.

‘What?’ you giggled.

‘You look pretty like that. Can I take your picture?’ he asked. Feeling slightly taken aback but flattered, you nodded. You didn’t take pictures often, especially not of yourself, but whenever someone else took your photo, it always made you feel extra awkward. You did your best to look natural and keep the pose and facial expression you had had when Seungmin had turned around, but it was hard. However, after trying a few different angles, Seungmin seemed satisfied and came over to show you.

‘Here,’ he said as he came to stand next to you and showed you the end result. The angle did indeed make you look good, and you couldn’t help but smile at the picture.

‘It’s nice,’ you nodded, feeling your cheeks slightly redden.

‘Shall we take one together?’ he suddenly asked fearlessly. Even though it wasn’t a big deal, it did make your heart bounce a little faster. You nodded, and Seungmin came to stand next to you, putting his arm around you. He pulled you in against him and leaned his head on top of yours. Before you could even realise what was happening, you had already heard a click. Seungmin checked the screen.

‘Oh, your eyes are closed,’ he noted. He brought the camera in front of the two of you again, and you quickly looked at the lens, trying your best at a “normal” smile. There was another click, and Seungmin checked his screen again. ‘This one is nice,’ he said, sounding satisfied. You looked at it as well but noticed there was a strand of hair that looked kind of weird.

‘No, wait, let’s retake it, my hair-’ you began, quickly trying to fix it.

‘It’s fine,’ Seungmin said, and out of nowhere, he planted a soft kiss on your cheek. ‘I’mma use it as my wallpaper,’ he said cheerfully, as he was already walking away, looking for a new spot to photograph. The butterflies in your stomach made you unable to protest any more, and you simply followed him.

After a few pictures of views and a wild squirrel, Seungmin returned to plants and flowers. He was just about to take a picture of a small blue flower when you tried to lean over to see it better. Something sharp and painful brushed your arm, and you hissed. Instantly Seungmin jumped up and turned around, noticing your arm. He put his phone away and grabbed your arm softly, inspecting it closely.

‘It’s just a scratch,’ you said, checking it for yourself, but noticing it wasn’t much, ‘It’s nothing.’

Seungmin shook his head. ‘You’re so clumsy,’ he said, clicking his tongue. He let go of your arm. ‘Gotta get it disinfected to be sure,’ he stated.

‘No, Seungmin, it’s fine, really,’ you huffed. It had barely scratched the surface of your skin, and although the lines were slightly red, there was no blood. But Seungmin didn’t take no for an answer. He grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the thornbush that had scratched you, walking in the direction of the hotel, not letting go of your hand. Even though you thought it ridiculous to go back or disinfect for such a small scratch, you still didn’t protest. You knew it would be of no use anyway. Instead, you entangled your fingers with Seungmin’s and let him drag you back.

Silently and carefully, Seungmin applied the cotton bud with the cream on your scratches. You looked around Seungmin’s hotel room. As usual, it was immaculate, compared to both your and Changbin’s room. You felt warm air brush your skin and looked back at your arm. Seungmin was blowing on the ointment he had applied. It didn’t sting at all.

Unlike his savage words sometimes, he often had times like these as well, where he was simply soft and sweet. He put down the cotton bud and grabbed the plaster he had prepared for you, unwrapping and meticulously putting it on you, oh so carefully.

When he was done, he looked up and smiled at you.

‘Thanks,’ you said, your voice coming out unexpectedly soft. Possibly because of how light you felt with all that fluttering in your stomach and head. Seungmin gave a curt nod and got up to throw the remnants of the products away.

‘Where do you wanna take pictures next?’ you asked, feeling slightly guilty you had cut his hobby session short.

‘It’s already getting dark outside; the lighting won’t be good anymore,’ Seungmin noted, pointing at the darkening sky that was visible through his curtains.

‘Oh,’ you breathed, feeling even more guilty.

‘Besides, I got all the shots I wanted to,’ he said carelessly. You weren’t sure if he was just saying that because he noticed your guilt or because he meant it, but you were still thankful he said it.

‘Oh. Right then,’ you said, slightly unsure what to do and got up as well.

‘Wanna watch a movie?’ Seungmin offered as he took his phone out of his pocket and connected it to the charger. You were happy to take any reason not to go back to your own room but stay with him instead, so you agreed immediately.

To your surprise, Seungmin propped up the pillows against the back of the bed and laid down on it, petting the spot next to you as a way of telling you to come to sit with him. Having already walked over to the couch, you quickly walked back, smiling at him sheepishly. Your heart had been pounding slightly, but as soon as Seungmin wrapped his arm around you again and you scooted close to him, it calmed down slightly, in a good way. It felt safe with him. Warm and at home, at ease. Being at his side felt good.

Without having to use the remote control, Seungmin switched on the tv.

‘You really have gotten the hang of that electricity thing, haven’t you?’ you giggled as you saw him flick through the channels with ease without having to lift a finger.

‘It’s rather convenient,’ he nodded with a smile. You put your head on his shoulder and your arm around his chest, feeling comfortable and happy with him while he flicked through the channels, looking for something for the two of you to watch. 

WRITERS NOTE:

Thank you for reading so far :)

My apologies for the inconsistent uploading. Besides writing I still work four days a week and have college one day a week. Most of my spare time is spent studying so I don't have a lot of time to write. After finishing a chapter, it also has to go through a wonderful and lovely beta LittleMissMillie2003 with whom without, this story definitely wouldn't be as good as it is today. Obviously, this precious beta writer also has a life, which means the chapters also sometimes take slightly longer before they can be posted.

I expect that I won't be able to upload as regularly or systematically as I used to. Sometimes you might get three chapters in three days, and sometimes you might have to wait for a week. I wish it could be different but I hope, despite the irregular uploads, you will still be able to enjoy this book.

I still have quite a few things planned, so it will definitely go on for a while longer.

Please enjoy :)

Lots of Love,

Dolly

[kaxoxtie]

I can’t wait to spend Feb 14 simping over fictional men

[holdmygum]

i just want to sweet talk for a while by holdmygum 2.3k | Explicit | No Warnings Apply | Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

"I woke up and you weren't there, baby, I was so disappointed. I know you're still wet and open from last night, was gonna slide right back in."

"Jesus Munson, you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

Eddie chuckles low in Steve's ear, nipping at it, "Nah, but I sucked Karen Wheeler's pussy with it last week."

Read on AO3

[nolanhollogay]

THE PARTY ANIMALS

taglist: @richitozier @witchofinterest @joshdiaz @partiallypearl @valdrinors @hiddenqveendom 

[florallylly]

steve harrington was a small town boy meant to be a valley girl 😔

[sadhours]

just the two (okay maybe four) of us - part four

By the amazing @buckysgrace and I

content warning: 18+ minors dni, polyamory, Steve being kinda gay, masturbation, p in v, descriptions of ffm threesome

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Days later, Steve’s sitting on the couch with Gina. No one has mentioned that night yet. In fact, he hasn’t really seen Billy or Tommy since. He knows there’s some fraternity and sorority week thing going on so he assumes that’s why Billy hasn’t been at the girls place. Kim doesn’t seem too bothered, in fact she’s been spending her time with him and Gina. And well, Steve likes it. They have junk food for dinner, a couple of drinks and the three of them cuddle up on the couch for a movie. It kind of feels like Kim’s also his girlfriend, except they don’t kiss and Kim sleeps in her own bed. But she sure does snuggle up to him during movies. She fell asleep with her head in Steve’s lap last night and he didn’t realize but he caught himself playing with her hair.

He can’t spend the night tonight, unfortunately. After the movie he has to head home so he can turn in an assignment before midnight. He’d been putting it off for too long and really, he shouldn’t even stay for the movie. But it’s eight and if he times it right, he’ll have two hours when he gets home to finish and turn it in.

Gina gets up when Kim sits down, a bowl of popcorn in her hands. “I’m gonna take a quick shower,” Gina says before leaning down to kiss Steve’s lips and then Kim’s cheek.

Once the shower starts up and Kim’s picked out some random movie, she places the bowl on Steve’s lap and rests her cheek against his bicep.

“Steve?” she asks, looking up at him with her gorgeous hazel eyes.

“Uh, yeah?” he responds, the skin of his neck heating up.

“Do you think I’m pretty?” she asks, softly,

Steve absolutely does. He catches himself staring at her a little too often. Feels guilty about it all the time. Gina and him are serious. Very, very serious. He’s planning on taking her home for the holiday break. Introduce her to his very judgmental parents. He shouldn’t even be looking at other women. He wonders if Kim’s asking this because she’s lonely with Billy being gone all week.

“What?”

Kim sits up, batting her eyelashes as she pouts, “Do you find me attractive?”

He swallows hard, looking back towards the bathroom door. This feels like cheating. This is cheating. He can’t possibly answer this question without upsetting one or the other women. But Kim’s eyes are wide with what Steve thinks is desperation. He thinks about Billy’s question, if he’d been with two girls at once and he had. It wasn’t a great experience. His last girlfriend before Gina asked if he would be okay with a threesome, she picked the girl and then when it got down to the sex, Steve couldn’t touch and only watch. He was dying the whole time and the process took so long by the time he could fuck his ex, his dick wouldn’t work.

“You own a mirror, Kim,” he whispered back, exhaling a laugh.

Kim whines, squeezing his wrist while she gazes up at him. Her freckles are pretty. Like Gina’s but way more pink. And the shade of her red hair against her pale skin is incredibly beautiful. She’s adorable, displaying her frustration, “Do you think I’m pretty?”

He’s lost. He has to answer her, and truthfully. She’s like a goddamn siren.

“Yeah, Kim,” he mumbles, gnawing on his bottom lip, “I think you’re really attractive.”

She smiles, cheeks flushing as she tucks her hair behind her ear, “Thank you. I think you are too.”

What in the fuck did Steve do to deserve this? Is this his karma for that one time he ripped up a parking ticket? Is God punishing him for something? He smiles awkwardly, “Oh… that’s, that’s nice. Thank you.”

He hears the bathroom door open and he stands up abruptly, looking at Gina exasperatedly. She tilts her head and smiles, “Whatcha doing, Stevie?”

“I gotta go,” he grumbles, “I have that programming assignment due at midnight and I really, really need to work on it.”

Gina pouts but steps up to him and wraps her arms around his neck, “Well, fine. I’ll miss you. Spend the night tomorrow?”

He nods, smoothing his hand over her hip, he just noticed she’s only in her bra and panties and Steve might be making a big mistake by leaving. Did the girls plan this? He doesn’t stick around long enough to find out. Kissing Gina deeply as an apology and he’s out the door.

He finishes the assignment and turns it in by 11:30 and decides he’ll go to bed early. But he’s tossing and turning. Can’t sleep, replaying the moment with Kim in his head over and over. He thinks if he jacks off to some porn, he’ll be able to clear his mind. As he’s about to open safari on his phone, he gets an idea and instead, opens Reddit. He immediately opens the search bar and clicks on r/gonewild. Then he sees it.

Kim. Naked. Cum on her tits and stomach. A lustful look in her eyes, there’s a hand around her neck and a thumb between her lips. Must be Billy. He clicks it, eyes scanning the photo up and down as his dick fills out. Holy fuck. There’s a link to their OnlyFans and he clicks it almost immediately. He makes an account, naming it something inconspicuous and pays the fee to unlock photos. He sees the pair in numerous acts, Billy is apparently rather rough with her. Billy’s dick is definitely huge. A grower for sure because it didn’t look that long flaccid. And it’s even thicker if that was possible. Damn him. Fuck Billy. Oh. Oh, Kim has a perfect pussy. And she has pubes. Neatly trimmed. He thinks about how Gina’s always bare. Shaves it completely. He keeps scrolling. Pays for a video titled Daddy blows my back out. It’s as described, Billy pounding into Kim doggystyle.

Steve rubs his cock through his briefs, hating the way his eyes drag over Billy’s sculpted chest and arms. Fuck, he’s fit. Steve glances down at his own chest and arms. He’s scrawny. Well not totally. He’s got some pretty nice biceps but uh, no pecs and definitely no abs. He realizes what he’s doing is pretty gay and brings his eyes to Kim’s blissed out face staring at the camera. Her mouth hangs open while she moans and holy shit? She’s drooling. She’s fucking drooling. Steve’s dick is aching as he rubs against it harder. She’s a total fucking vision, absolutely made for the camera. Billy grabs her hair and pulls her up. He kisses her dirty. Steve’s seen it before, they kiss like that while dry humping on the couch like Steve and Gina aren’t even around.

He pulls his cock out and squeezes the base, watching as Kim’s smaller, perky tits bounce with Billy’s thrusts. Damn. He fucks her hard. Kim probably can’t help but make the sounds she makes.

“Fuck,” Steve hears himself whine out, still gripping the base of his cock firmly. This is wrong, he reminds himself. He’ll see these two in person soon enough, maybe even tomorrow. He shouldn’t watch them fuck without them knowing. Then again, they posted it and he paid. It still feels wrong.

The video ends and Steve’s been edging himself. He’s got to find the perfect one to blow his load to. And maybe it’s wrong and he shouldn’t do this, but he doesn’t give a shit. He’s too blinded by sheer arousal. His dick is pulsing in his fist.

Then he reads it. Bestie joins daddy and I. Fuck. His stomach drops. Gina. It has to be. Who else could it be? He checks the date. It’s over a year old. Before she met Steve. It’s expensive. Thirty fucking dollars. The previous video was ten. But he has to see if it’s her. He buys the video and it opens.

Gina and Kim lay on Kim’s bed, wearing skimpy skirts and tiny tank tops. They’re kissing. Really, really kissing. Filthy, really. Open mouthed, wiggling their tongues together and Gina is feeling up Kim through her tank top. Precum bubbles out of his slit, dripping down the side and over his fingers. His stomach hurts but he’s so hard it’s painful. He has to keep stroking himself. Billy hoists himself up on the bed, cock bouncing as he does so. Gets in between their faces and they both start licking his shaft.

A pathetic whimper leaves Steve’s throat. He didn’t realize his girlfriend could be so pornographic. Their sex life is pretty vanilla. Almost like they’re married, missionary with lots of eye contact. This is a whole new side of his lady. She already looks fucked out, maybe she’s intoxicated. That would explain this. She’s never said anything about fooling around with Kim and Billy.

Kim licks against Billy’s balls and he groans, jerking his hips forward. Gina wraps her lips around his tip and takes him all the way down. Kim sucks one of his balls into her mouth and now Steve’s stroking his cock furiously. He’s so close so he thinks he should look at Billy’s face. It’s contorted in pleasure, tilted slightly back and hint of smile on his lips. Fuck— Steve cums. A lot more than he has in a while. It won’t stop, he strokes himself through it while he whimpers. Eyes glued to Billy’s face the whole time.

Gay. The word floods Steve’s mind as he comes down from his high. Repeats itself as he pauses the video and drops his phone, sitting up and reaching for his t-shirt to clean up his mess. He settles back into bed, mind racing but he’s curious. Presses play on the video and watches it in its entirety. Billy fucks both of them. Has them on top of each other, shoves his dick in Kim’s hole and then pulls out and penetrates Gina’s. It’s fucking hot. Steve’s dick gets hard again and yeah, he cums again. Stroking himself to his girlfriend’s best friend’s boyfriend fucking the both of them.

—

Somehow, Steve ended up with just him and Billy in the apartment. They’re sitting on the couch. Billy sips a beer while he plays Xbox. Steve watches but they’ve been silent for the past hour. The only words exchanged were about where the girls were when Steve arrived. Grocery shopping is what Billy told him. He can’t get the video of Billy fucking his girlfriend out of his head. Wonders if Gina compares the two of them. Steve doesn’t fuck her that hard and fast. Doesn’t grab her hair. Doesn’t say the things Billy did.

“So… Kim,” Steve clears his throat, “Uh… Kim asked me if I thought she was pretty.”

Billy laughs, glancing at Steve for a second before returning his attention to the TV, “She told me.”

“Oh,” Steve replies, lamely.

“It’s cute. That she thought she should ask,” he continues.

“Yeah, I guess,” Steve shrugs, but he doesn’t really understand what Billy’s getting out.

“Anyone with eyes can see what a fucking smokeshow she is,” Billy snorts, “As if you’d be any different.”

Steve nods slowly, “Do… Do you think Gina’s pretty?”

Billy pauses his game, setting the controller on the coffee table, “How do you want me to answer that, Steve?”

He shrugs, “Honestly, I guess.”

“She’s more than pretty,” Billy replies easily, “And if you ain’t telling her that ten times a day, you’re fucking blowing it, pretty boy.”

Steve compliments Gina. He can probably do it some more. Billy leans back, tips his beer and gulps down the rest of it, “Why? You wanna trade for a night? Or have a good old fashioned orgy?”

The brunette chokes on his spit, like really chokes. Has to sit up straight and hack his lungs out for a second. Billy’s cackling the whole time. Something about Steve’s reactions leave him wanting to tease the brunette boy even more.

“I’ll take that as a no,” Billy pats Steve’s back lightly, though he’s sure that neither of the girls would complain from that thought, “You’re missing out.” He says simply, wondering if he can tempt Steve to take a bite.

Billy drops his controller to his lap, sure that Kim is about to yank him back to her room when she comes stomping out. She’s furiously holding a neon pink bra in her hand, waving it around widely. Billy can tell by the size that it’s not hers.

“Stop using my laundry detergent!” Kim shouts as she pushes Gina’s door open again. She tosses the bra inside, “ And I don’t need your boulder holders in my laundry!” She’s yelling, though she looks like she’s close to breaking down in tears. Billy exhales through his nostrils.

“Yeah, well-,” Gina is poking her head out, always adamant on getting the last word, “Your boyfriend loves my big tits. So fuck you!” She’s shouting even louder before she slams the door shut so hard that it rattles.

Kim turns slowly, her eyes narrowing in disbelief as she looks towards Billy. He gapes, holding his palms up in confusion as he’s not sure how this has suddenly become his fault. He hadn’t said anything.

Steve doesn’t know how to react to that, especially because he knows now. He’d just watched Billy sucking on them last night. And usually he’d be jealous he thinks but he’s more surprised she would say that.

“Babe,” He begins to stand up but Kim is already stomping back to her door, “I love tits no matter the size!” He shouts in his defense, but she’s already slamming the door shut behind her. There’s a pause before Gina yanks the door open and slams it again.

“Fuck,” Billy spits out in disbelief, sometimes wondering if it’s just better to stick to men, “What the fuck crawled up her ass?” He motions towards Gina’s door, thinking that she had been fine before they left. Steve cocks an eyebrow at him.

“I mean,” Steve looks a little uncomfortable as he shifts in the chair, “You guys did sleep with Tommy.” He says at last. Billy knits his eyebrows together.

“So?” He asks honestly, unsure of why that would have anything to do with Gina being upset.

“Tommy is Gina’s brother,” Steve said slowly, like Billy wasn’t comprehending. Billy keeps staring, not getting the point, “Christ, you’re daft.” Steve shakes his head in disbelief, scoffing at Billy’s actions.

“I’m not daft,” Billy corrects Steve quickly, knowing that his grades are far higher than anyone would believe, “I just don’t think it should bother her that I stuck my dick in her brother.”

“You stuck your-,” Steve stops himself, his eyes wide like he’s not the one understanding this time. He gulps hard, his face lighting up before he continues, “It’s friend code.” he says at last, like it should mean something to Billy. Billy shakes his head as he reaches for his keys, knowing that he won’t get anything from Kim in this state.

“Come on,” Billy pats Steve rather roughly on the shoulder, more rough than what he meant, “Let’s get out of here.” He says, knowing that it’s better to let the girls work this out than linger around. He’s unsure if Steve has ever seen them fight, but Billy certainly has and he doesn’t care to hear about them bitching to one another.

“Uh,” Steve is staring at him, brown eyes blown wide like he’s confused, “Where?” He asks at last, a soft flush spreading down his neck. Billy shrugs his shoulders, not caring as long as he’s out of here.

“Do you like wings?” He asks Steve, more focused on getting a beer than eating. Steve glanced back, looking like he wasn’t sure about leaving, “Trust me, you don’t wanna listen to them bicker and bitch all night.”

“Alright,” Steve is still hesitating so Billy walks behind him, giving him an extra push towards the door, “That’s fine I guess.” He mumbles underneath his breath as Billy shuts the door. He’s not even sure if he’ll come back tonight.

—

An arcade is the last place Steve expected Billy to take him. He doesn’t really seem like the type but he’s actually really good at all the games. Steve can’t help but think this feels kind of like a date. They shared a plate of wings and had a few beers, not really talking about much but they kept accidentally making eye contact that gave Steve goosebumps every time. Then Billy got up and wandered over to the kiosk and put money on the game card, Steve just kind of followed.

“How’d you even know about this place?” Steve asks, looking quite frustrated by the score on the basketball game. Billy has managed to beat him every round and he thinks it’s beginning to affect Steve’s performance.

“Max likes it.” He said simply. He’d taken her and Kim here a few different times when Kim had to babysit. Kim sucked at all the games, but he enjoyed wiping the bbq from her face after she’d eaten. She was a messy eater.

“Whose Max?” Steve asks quickly, almost accusatory. Billy cocks his eyebrows but then remembers that he probably thinks Billy is cheating. Billy has in the past, but never with Kim. He’s fairly terrified of losing her forever.

“Kim’s little sister,” He answers shortly, “She’s a little shit.” He says at last, thinking about the many times they end up arguing and fighting. Still, Billy enjoys having her around at times.

“You’ve met her family?” Steve looks a little shocked, like he hadn’t expected Billy to say such a thing. Billy snorts as he flips the end of his tickets over on each other again.

“Yeah,” Billy says a little dryly, thinking about how badly he disliked her dad. Her mom wasn’t too bad, Kim looked just like her, “We’ve been together for like three years.” He thinks off of the top of his head, thinking that they may be going on four years soon.

“That long?” Steve’s brown eyes are wide, looking in disbelief. Billy grins as he leans against the wall. Steve quickly darts his eyes away, like he can’t look at Billy for too long.

“I’ve known her longer,” Billy chuckles softly, knowing that they’d been friends for years and years. He’d always figured that she wasn’t interested in him, “Why do you care?” He crosses his arms, feeling his eyes narrow as he watches him. He’s always on edge, still wondering if Steve thinks he’s better fit for Kim.

“You haven’t put a ring on her or anything,” Steve pauses quickly, looking a little alarmed at his own words, “Just an observation.” He’s still speaking fast, like he’s trying to cover his tracks.

“Waiting until we graduate,” He says dryly again, wondering if Steve thinks he isn’t serious about Kim, “Is that alright with you?” He asks, feeling like he got this question from everyone else. Steve’s eyes are wide again.

“Yep,” He answers quickly, “What are you doing with your tickets?” He asks, looking unsure as he holds his stack in his hand. Billy leans off the wall.

“Probably getting Kim something,” He shrugs his shoulders, “She likes stuffed animals. Dumb stuff like that.” He says, even though he knows that it’s not that dumb. He enjoys the way her eyes light up and how excited she gets over the smallest things.

“I better get Gina something,” Steve confirms, “Do you think they’ve made up?” He glanced towards Billy, looking down like he was waiting for his reaction. Billy shrugs his shoulders, knowing that they’d get over it eventually.

“I think she’d like that,” Billy says briefly, unsure of why Steve is watching him in such a manner. He looks over the stuffed animals, his eyes landing on a yellow star.

Steve is unsure what to get Gina. She’s not really a collector of stuffed animals. For her birthday, Steve bought her a cactus. She liked plants and clothes and music so when it came to a prize center at the arcade, he was kind of lost. He settles on a little air freshener for her car that looks like a tiny record player. Then he wanders back over to Billy, watching him curiously as he picks up the stuffed yellow star.

He can still feel Steve’s eyes on him as he speaks again, “Watch any good porn recently?” He looks towards Steve, his lips turning into a smirk as the brunette boy finally snaps his head away.

“No,” Steve’s tone is rough and harsh, like his throat was dry. He quickly cleared his throat as he held his fingers together, looking a bit bashful, “Nothing too interesting.” He tries again and Billy snorts, not believing him. He hopes that he found Kim’s nude and had a little crisis of his own. It makes Billy good to think about other guys being jealous because of the babe he got to bang whenever he pleased.

Steve’s worried the whole drive home that he and Kim can somehow tell Steve is subscribed to their OnlyFans. It seems unlikely that the website would share his bank information with the couple but he’s still freaked out. He can’t even look at Billy anymore, guilt swirling around in his gut. He knew it was a bad idea to watch them. He was sure this would happen, that he wouldn’t be able to look them in the eye again.

—

“You alright?” Billy peeks his head into the room and confirms that Kim is indeed not alright as she pokes her head out from under the blankets. Her hair is messy and her cheeks red from crying.

“No,” She sobs pitifully. He feels a bit guilty for skipping out, but also knows it would’ve done no good to stick around, “She’s being mean.” She replies dramatically as she tosses her arms back onto the mattress. Billy steps forward.

“I got you this,” He holds a soft grin on his lips. He holds it out on his hands, bouncing it back and forth as she looks up curiously, “Thought it might help you feel better.” He offered, really hoping that it might put a smile on her face.

“It’s cute,” She sniffles, scooting forward so she can place it in her hands. She hugs it tightly to her chest as he slides into the bed, knowing her meltdown was probably almost over, “It’s a cute star.” She nods her head, still looking upset.

“I’m glad you like it,” He says softly as he pushes her messy hair from her face, “Because you’re my little star.” He says cheesily, feeling relieved at the way she begins to grin. She snorts as she moves closer to him, looking like she’s a little more at ease.

“You know, it’s not fair,” Kim spits out, sniffling as she curls up to Billy’s side, “She didn’t even say anything at the bar.” She cries out in dismay as she wipes at her red cheeks again. Billy sighs as he pats her back.

“Well,” He really doesn’t know what to say to comfort her, “Maybe Gina is just jealous of Tommy?” He offers, furrowing his eyebrows as he’s unsure of why Gina would be so upset in the first place.

“Jealous of what?” Kim asks seriously as she’s shaking her head, “I mean it’s not like she doesn’t-,” She pauses again as she inhales sharply, looking like she shouldn’t have said anything, “I don’t like when she’s mad at me.”

“I’m sorry,” He really means his words as he speaks. He knows how shy Kim is, how she’s had a hard time making friends in the past, “Gina will get over it. Just give her a few days.” He leans forward to kiss her wet cheek, hoping that soothes her a bit.

Kim sniffles deeply again and nods her head. She tucks her hair behind her ears before she’s turning to look at Billy, batting her eyelashes towards him, “I don’t suppose you’d get me a glass of water?” She asks, sounding a little hopeful.

If it was anyone else, Billy would simply laugh and tell them to get it themselves. However, it’s Kim. Her and Gina being in a fight irritates him, but he has a deep desire to make her feel better too. He nods as he stands from her bed.

“Be right back.” He says briefly, his own lips curling up to match the smile she sends him, “I’m getting you a snack too.” He says pointedly, knowing that she probably hasn’t eaten since he’s been gone. He figures that she’s just too damn cute to say no to. He walks out into the hallway, expecting to stumble in the pitch black but is pleasantly surprised to see that Harrington is already at the fridge.

Billy grabs Kim’s yellow tumbler cup that’s decorated with sunflowers, glancing over as Steve is working furiously at pouring a box of juice into a cup. Billy mutters an excuse, gripping a hold of Steve’s waist to push him out of the way. His fingers press lightly into the brunette boy’s hips, just enough that Billy can brush up from behind him to open the freezer. Steve freezes, stills against his touch but Billy is too distracted to notice the look he sends his way. He fills Kim’s cup clear full of ice, knowing that she likes it better that way.

“Shit,” Steve squeaks out, the liquid pouring over the rim of the cup as his eyes are darting around wildly. Billy looks at him curiously for a second, noticing how flushed he looks suddenly, “Fuck, sorry.” Steve spits out quickly, searching around desperately for something to wipe it up with.

“S’alright,” Billy reaches forward to hand him one of the dish towels. He reaches into the fridge and pulls out the water pitcher while he pours it into Kim’s cup, “Happens to the best of us.” He reassures Steve, unsure of why the brunette boy is suddenly so on edge. He almost feels bad for the poor guy.

Meanwhile, Steve’s having a full blown sexuality crisis. It was fine when he got back, he could forget that he’s literally cum while staring at Billy’s face. But then the fucker touched him like that and it was… delicate and now Steve’s dick is stirring in his pants. From Billy barely touching him. Gina telling him Billy was bi was bad because Steve is completely tempted to grab onto Billy’s collar and kiss him. Gay.

Goddamn it. That word has been popping into his head so much. Most of the thoughts he’s having are gay so well, it makes sense.

“Uh, yeah… I guess,” Steve clears his throat and moves to clean up the spilled juice, making sure he doesn’t turn around. His cock isn’t fully torqued but it’ll be pretty fucking obvious that he’s aroused if Billy sees. His dick bulges in his jeans without being hard, so when he’s rocking a half chub it’s even more apparent.

“Think they’ll make up soon?” Steve asks, wiping the counter even though it’s already cleaned up.

Billy nods, “Yeah, I’m sure. They usually kiss and make up pretty quickly .”

Steve heaves a big sigh, “Good. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

“What? Gina can’t take out her anger on you? Ya know, sexually?” Billy snickers as he twists the lid on Kim’s water closed.

The brunette turns to him with a bewildered look, “I doubt she’s in the mood. Does Kim uh… take her anger out on you?”

Billy frowns, “I probably won’t get laid tonight either.”

For a split second, Steve considers proposing that they could get each other off instead but he’s way too nervous. Besides, it seems like the openness of his and Kim’s relationship is more of a group activity. And Steve isn’t sure Billy would even be interested. He does call him a pretty boy a lot but it seems like more of a way to get under his skin than an honest comment.

“I’d honestly go home and work on schoolwork if Gina wouldn’t get even more pissed off,” he chuckles, “She’s uh… ranting and raving. Telling me every single thing Kim has done that’s pissed her off the last ten years.”

“Jesus Christ,” Billy exhales, “Kim’s just in there crying.”

Steve purses his lips, “How could we like… mediate this?”

“I know a way,” Billy wiggles his eyebrows, “But I doubt you’d go for it.” He slaps Steve’s back and saunters back into Kim’s room.

Steve stands there stunned for a little bit before he walks back into Gina’s bedroom. She’s sitting on her bed, scrolling through her phone with a scowl on her face. As Steve sits beside her, he sees that Gina is looking at her and Kim’s shared TikTok account.

“I just don’t get why they had to fuck Tommy,” Gina grumbles. “Like, now whenever I see him, he’s not gonna shut up about it.”

“Yeah,” Steve wraps his arm around her waist and rests his chin on her shoulder, “He can be pretty disgusting.”

“I mean, I’m glad you guys are friends and all because that’s how we met but I really hate how like entwined our lives are,” Gina complains, “I understand we’re twins and everything but sometimes I just want my own set of friends that are like off-limits to him. I was really trying to keep him and Kim separated. My whole life, I tried to make it so they never saw each other, because Kim’s mine. I didn’t want him to come between us.”

“You’re letting him now,” Steve observes, looking at Gina’s thick eyelashes. He’s still got a semi from Billy touching him and looking at his girlfriend is making it harder.

“I guess,” she sighs, locking her phone and setting it on her nightstand. “Distract me,” she pleads, laying back and pulling Steve on top of her.

Hell yeah, Steve thinks as he gets between her legs. He inches his fingers up her shirt and dances them across her breasts, pressing his lips to hers. Gina hums softly, kissing him back while she grabs onto his shirt. Steve pulls away so he can litter her neck and jaw in kisses. She gasps softly, spreading her legs as she pulls him closer. He sucks a bruise into the sensitive skin of her neck, grabbing a handful of her breast and squeezes. Gina cries out, arching her back as her fingers thread through Steve’s hair. He can’t help but roll his hips into the mattress. Desperate for even a tiny bit of friction.

“Oh, Steve,” she whines out.

He lifts her shirt over her head and continues licking and sucking down her neck until he’s at her chest. He cups both breasts in his hands before wrapping his lips around one of her perked nipples. He’s gotten pretty tired of his hand, so he’s eager to get his dick inside her tight, warm pussy. Gina tugs at his hair, tilting her head back while the sweetest sounds fall from her lips. He could listen to her all day.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans against her skin, “I’m so hard.”

“Yeah?” she purrs, “Did you miss my pussy? It’s been forever.”

It’s been three days. Definitely feels like forever.

“Uh huh,” he pants, lips swollen as he looks up at her, “Wanna fuck your tits, though. Can I?”

“You can do whatever you want to me,” Gina gushes, stars in her eyes as she looks back down at Steve.

“Christ,” Steve props himself up so he can push his sweats down, his hard cock pops out and he wraps his fingers around the base. “You’re so fucking perfect,” he tells her, eyes blown with lust as he stares down at her tits.

Gina giggles, cupping her own chest and licking her lower lip, “Need you so bad.”

Steve groans as he fumbles to get closer to her, straddling her middle while he rubs his leaking tip against her nipple. He watches the string of precum that connects them and it makes his whole body feel hot.

“God,” Gina moans, “I fucking love when you do that.” Her eyes are trained exactly where Steve’s are. “Feels so filthy.”

“Yeah? You like it filthy, don’t you, you fucking slut,” Steve groans out, like something’s possessed him. It’s unlike him to talk to Gina like that. A week ago he wouldn’t even dream of calling her such a degrading name.

“Oh my god, Steve!” Gina squirms, eyebrows knitting together as she looks up at him, clearly aroused by what he’s said.

“Answer me,” he demands, slapping his cock against her tit, which wasn’t as threatening as he imagined but Gina plays along anyways.

She gasps, “Yes! Yes!”

“Why?” he presses, swirling his tip against her nipple again.

“‘Cause I’m a slut,” she whines out, writhing beneath him.

He maintains eye contact, “Who’s slut are you?”

“I’m your slut, Steve,” she exhales, blinking up at him.

“Yeah, you are,” he breathes, “Maybe I should use that pretty mouth of yours.”

She nods, “I’ll do whatever you want.”

His hips jerk at that and he’s fucking pissed because he almost cums just from hearing her say that. He grunts, squeezing his base, “Actually… think I’m just gonna take that pussy.”

Gina moans, still squirming underneath him, “Please!”

Steve moves, a bit awkwardly, down and pushes her legs open more. He lets go of his cock as he pulls her panties off. She lifts her legs to help, spreading them an instant later. Gina is absolutely soaking. He’s never seen her so wet, it’s fucking dripping down her thighs. He laughs, can’t help himself. It sounds as surprised as he feels, he slides his fingers against her thigh, gathering her slick and brings them up to her mouth. Gina opens her mouth and Steve shoves his fingers inside. She sucks them, blinking rapidly as she gazes up at him. He has the sudden urge to slap her face but he doesn’t do it. Thinks that might be too much.

“Ugh,” he groans out, “Good girl.”

She moans around his digits and bucks her hips up, obviously appreciating the praise. Steve wonders if the couple in the next room can hear them and it makes his dick ache even more.

He can’t wait any longer, grabs a hold of his dick and likes his tip with her pulsing hole. He slams inside and Gina cries out, grabbing a hold of his shoulders. Well, they definitely heard that.

“Fuck yeah,” Steve groans out, grabbing onto Gina’s hips and angles them up, “Take that cock like the slut you are.”

He has no idea where this is coming from. The words just flow from him, easy. Gina whimpers out, fingernails digging into his skin as he pumps in and out of her. He fucks her hard and fast, these high-pitched cries erupting from Gina with every thrust. She’s so fucking wet that he can hear it, squealching around his cock. He wishes he knew Gina liked this earlier. He would’ve gladly indulged her if she had told him.

“Such a good little slut for me,” he pants.

Gina’s eyes roll back, sounds he’s never heard from her filling his ears. God, this is otherworldly. Steve’s a fuckinf new man. He pounds into her so hard that her headboard is slamming against the wall and he doesn’t give a fuck. She yelps from a particular hard thrust. Sometimes Steve goes too deep and she makes that sound. Usually he checks on her. This time he doesn’t, he grins instead. He grabs the back of her thighs and holds her legs up, using the leverage to hammer into her g-spot. Gina is practically screaming, tears falling down her cheeks and she’s scratching down his back. Sure to leave marks.

“Stevie…” she babbles, “I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Yeah, baby,” he groans, “Cum all over my cock.”

The sound she makes when she does is… earth shattering. Steve shoots his load when he hears it, drilling into her as deep as he can. And it’s then that he realizes he didn’t even put a condom on. He collapses on top of her, wrapping his arms around her tightly while she sobs.

“Baby, baby,” he whispers as he pulls back a bit, “I… oh, God, I’m sorry. I was too rough—- I, fuck…”

“No,” she gasps, wrapping her arms around him tightly, “No… I just… came so fucking hard. I don’t… oh my god.”

Steve pushes her hair away from her sweaty forehead, “Really? I didn’t hurt you?”

“God, no,” she pants, “That was so good. Fuck, I love you.”

Steve smiles then and breathlessly tells her, “I love you, too.”

[mmuffncakes]

my first ever fancam i have ever made, and you have @xenalistair to thank for it. it would not exist without them