SWEET ANGEL

You write so good I need to make a request! Could you mayhaps write some older!Steve x reader who is younger than him? Maybe something smutty like their first time sleeping together and it’s so cute and domestic? Thank u so so much in advance <33

SWEET ANGEL

— we’re gonna act like I didn’t disappear from Tumblr for two months felt a lil silly, but hello !! We defo don’t talk about older Stevie enough. LIKE GYAT DAAAAAYUM I wish he had kids for the sole purpose of me being able to call him a dilf. THIS IS ALSO MY FAVOURITE PHOTO OF RECENT STEVEN EVER LIKE GRAAAH anyway, thank you for the lovely request, hope you enjoy < 3 —

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"Easy..."

Steven cooed, his hands gently tracing along the curve of your waist. They were rough and calloused from years of heavy drumming, yet it was a familiar feeling, only adding to your arousal.

As you lay there beneath him, bare and exposed to only his eyes, you never thought you'd be seen this vulnerable. Especially by someone double your age. The feeling was foreign, as much as you tried to disguise it. You couldn't stop the way your body reacted to every small touch of his fingertips, the way you slightly trembled whenever his eyes lingered on your features. Steven was well experienced, you knew that. Which only leads you to weakly attempt to cover the way your body tensed and your breath hitched with any contact, your eyes closely following his every move.

"Easy, baby...you okay?"

There it was again. That smooth, gentle tone of voice he always used towards you. It wasn't difficult to see his genuine care, his blue orbs staring into your own, scanning for any hint of unease or discomfort. He held you as if you were porcelain, something so precious and perfect he couldn't bear to break. It made your mind go cloudy, unable to form a thought until the loss of his touch snapped you back into reality.

"Look, love, we don't have to do this."

Steven spoke gently as his hand reluctantly left your bare skin, to which you immediately protested with a small, weak whine that would be barely noticeable to most. Yet, of course, he noticed.

"No, no..please."

Your response earnt a quiet chuckle from the blonde-haired drummer.

"Okay, alright, heard."

He responded with a small chuckle, an amused and loving smile on his face as he shifted further down until his forehead rested against yours. His hand slowly traced up and down your side, caressing your hip and thigh, his fingertips drawing idle shapes along your skin, he could never keep his hands still. The way he admired your every feature was almost worshipping, as if you were the only thing that mattered, as if it were only the two of you left in this world.

"Just say the word, and I'll stop. You know that"

His voice was almost a whisper, words meant for you and you only. He was more than willing to hold back his own desire for your sake, although he was itching to act on his building impure thoughts.

With a confirming hum from you, Steven didn't waste a second as his lips met yours in a tender and passionate kiss, His lips moved in sync with yours, wanting nothing but to melt with you, to show you all the devotion he had for you. Only you.

His hand traveled further down your smaller frame, until reaching the spot you needed him most. With anyone else, you would've been embarrassed by how soaked you were already, but you knew Steven only took pride in the effect he had on your body, the body he worshipped so dearly. His fingertips moved to trace slow, careful circles on your needy bud, reluctantly pulling away from your lips to watch his angel's every expression.

A soft, shaky breath escaped your throat as sweet sensations ran through your body, a gentle whimper flowing into Steven's ears. To him, it was a sound more beautiful than any melody, he wished he could replay it in his mind forever.

"You like that, huh sweetheart?"

He whispered, slowly picking up his finger's pace as he moved to place tender kisses along your cheek, down to your jaw and neck, anywhere he could possibly reach. He psychically couldn't keep his lips off of you for too long.

"Mhm.."

Was all you could muster up in response, you're hips involuntarily grinding up into his touch, relaxing into his soothing embrace. Your hand came up to tangle into his long, curly locks as you felt him gently nip and suck at the sensitive skin of your collar, leaving evidence of his love in his path.

It wasn't long before that sweet feeling of ecstasy flowed through your veins, unable to keep that knot in your stomach from coming undone, your thighs clenching around his larger, rougher hands as he watched your every expression. The way your eyes became half-lidded, the way your lips parted as gasped moans flowed through the voice he adored to hear. He cherished it all.

"That's my girl."

He hummed as he placed a peck on your already swollen lips from his own lack of self-control. He couldn't help it, he couldn't stand his mouth being away from yours.

"You know how beautiful you look like that? Like this."

He whispered against your lips, almost teasingly, a proud grin on his face. He couldn't resist being a little more playful, it was in his nature, something he never lost with age. And he couldn't resist seeing that angelic smile of yours.

You responded with a small chuckle, a little flustered from how responsive you were, how much of a deep effect he had on you.

"Shut up."

You responded light-heartedly, playfully shoving his face away, already used to his ways.

He reacted with a faux-pout, reluctantly pulling away from those eyes he adored, shifting so he was positioned between your legs. His body was practically aching with need, you didn't know the things you did to him. The way you looked up at him with those pleading eyes, the way your chest heaved with even the slightest touch, he wanted to drown in it all.

"You wound me, my love. Truly wounded."

He spoke with that familiar grin as he aligned himself with you, his length leaking with pre-cum just from hearing you, just from having his lips all over you. He just stayed there for a moment, watching the slight twitch in your hips as your body begged for every last inch of him. The way your core was covered in the sweet nectar from your previous high.

"..You gonna keep teasing me or what?"

You spoke up, mirroring his playful smile. You'd clearly picked up some confidence from the loving way he held you, basking you in a blanket of safety and security. Everything just felt right, like the stars aligned when he was caressing you. When you got to bask in the warmth he provided.

Steven didn't waste a second, pushing his aching member into you with one swift motion once he received the go-ahead he'd been looking for. He'd been dying for this, to feel you whole. His love was so strong that he needed you to feel it.

"Steven..-"

The second that sharp gasp left your lips, he felt a wave of pleasure rush through his body, hearing his name only heightening the feeling. God, the way you said his name. It was enough to make him melt. That breathy and shaky tone, he felt like he could see stars already.

"What? I stopped teasing."

He responded, feeling slightly cocky.

The second he started moving his hips, you couldn't keep your mouth shut. His name leaves your throat like a mantra, followed by satisfied whimpers and sighs you can no longer control. Waves of heat blooms across your veins, your hands finding their way to his back, lightly clawing at the skin.

"Fuck..need you, need you so bad."

Steven was just as vocal, a line of praises and grunts slipping from his tongue, instinctively picking up the pace as his fingertips lovingly stroked over the light layer of sweat covering your bare skin. His body began to squirm as his hips thrust into you, basking in being able to truly feel you as if he was trying to merge his soul with yours.

Your breath soon turned into rushed pants, all thoughts leaving your mind as your head lulled back, giving yourself fully to him as he brought you closer and closer to ecstasy.

"Cmon baby..I've got you."

Steven encouraged, the words barely audible as he got lost in the intense pleasure burning through him. Feeling himself getting lost in the sight and feel of you, his body begins to tremble.

Those words were the breaking point, her body tensing up, her back arching like the string of a bow as that knot became untied once again. Sparks erupted in her stomach as her eyes fluttered shut, that feeling of sweet relief washing over her.

Steven was left panting with the aftermath of his own relief, his body going limp, every muscle in his body giving into pleasure as he rested on top of her, an array of whimpers leaving his lips.

"..I love you."