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I Love You Too...Popcorn

Steven Adler x Reader

Sad Fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, mentions of drug and alcohol use

Word Count: 1,132

Y/N’s POV:

I sat down on my couch in front of the TV. Today was one of my only days off work, but Steven wanted to go out with the boys today, so I was home alone. I flipped through some channels on the TV before finding some show I had never seen before. I’ll give it a try. I opened the beer I had gotten out of the fridge and took a sip. Finally I can relax. Then I heard the phone ring.

“Ugh. What do you waaaant?” I muttered to myself. I walked over to the phone and picked it up. “Hello?” I probably sounded annoyed, but I was annoyed. “Hey Y/N? We’re gonna bring Stevie over okay? He uh had a little bit too much to drink.” Axl was on the other end. “Alright.” I hung up and walked back to the couch. Great. Now I get to deal with a drunk Steven. I rubbed my eyes and checked the time. It was already one in the morning. I sat on the couch again and waited for Axl and Steven to show up.

*time skip*

I heard a knocking on the door. I moped over to the door. The sight in front of me wasn’t surprising. Axl was trying desperately to keep Steven standing. I stepped out of the way and welcomed Axl in. Axl sat Steven down on the couch and I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my own home. I love Steven, I really do, but drunk Steven is no fun. Usually he completely ignores me and won’t let me help him. Axl scratched the back of his neck and looked at me. “I could help you get him to bed if you want.” Then I heard a car honking outside. The front door hadn’t been closed and I could hear everything from outside pretty clearly. “Axl come on!” I heard a female voice say. “Go on Ax. Someone’s waiting for you.” Axl laughed slightly and gave me a hug goodbye. “Thanks Y/N. If you need help with Steven though, tell me.” I nodded my head and Axl left. Steven was slumped over on one side of the couch. His hair was a mess and he looked awful. Why Steven? Why do you do this to yourself? I was now aware of the tears that were building in my eyes. “Why?” I vaguely whispered. I didn’t think it was possible for him to hear me. Steven sat up slightly and brushed some hair out of his face. “Y/N? Baby why are you crying?” His speech was slurred and now I could see his eyes, they were red and glossy. “You Steven. You’re why I’m crying.” I could feel a slight anger growing inside of me. He really thought this was ok? “M-me? What did I..what did I do?” He looked very confused. That’s when I decided that right now would not be the time to have this conversation. He probably wouldn’t remember it in the morning anyways. “Nothing Steven.” I shook my head and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and some medicine for the morning. He would most definitely have a headache. I walked into our bedroom and sat the glass on his nightstand. When I walked into the living room Steven was laying on the floor and he was looking at his hands. “What are you doing honey?” Steven looked up at me and smiled. “Well I was thinking,” He pointed to his ring finger. “What if this finger had a ring on it?” I laughed a little bit and helped him to his feet. “Then you...well you would be married.” I smiled at him and I helped him walk to our bedroom. I handed him a new pair of boxers. “Alright Steven, do you think you can get ready for bed by yourself?” He laughed and looked at me “I’m not three Y/N. I can get ready for bed.” I shook my head, “You’re right. You’re not three, but you are drunk.” Steven shrugged his shoulders and got dressed. To my surprise, he didn’t have any trouble. I laid down in bed and Steven came to lay next to me. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled. “So if I had a ring on that finger, I would be married. But who would ever wanna marry me?” He sounded sarcastic, but I didn’t know what to say. “There are a lot of girls that want to marry you Steven. You’ll find one.” I turned around so my back was facing him.

Steven’s POV:

“There are a lot of girls that want to marry you Steven. You’ll find one.” Y/N turned around so her back was facing me. It was like I instantly sobered up. What did she mean “You'll find one?”. She was the only one for me. It felt as if my heart had been thrown into a pit of thorns. When I asked her the question I assumed she would say something cute like “Don’t you think you already have?”. What if she didn’t want to marry me? What if I just wasn’t enough for her? I could feel tears in my eyes thinking about it. I was nothing without Y/N. “Y/N? Are you ok?” I said in a quavering voice. Y/N turned around to face me again. I could see that she had been crying as well. “Why wouldn’t I be?” She smiled at me, but I could tell it was fake. “Please tell me what you meant by that.” I sat up in the bed and looked at her. She sat up and put a hand on my shoulder. “Meant by what?” I looked down. “By ‘I’ll find one’. I mean….I thought you were the one. I thought you wanted...to be the one.” I looked at Y/N and she was very obviously crying now. “I’m sorry Steven. I do want to be the one, but I just can’t have this happen anymore.” I hugged Y/N tightly and stroked her hair. “You can’t have what happen anymore baby? I’m sorry I don’t understand.” She looked up at me. “All the time Steven. Drugs, alcohol, I know you would never cheat but the other guys are surrounded by girls all the time, and sometimes I wonder if you-” I cut her off, “Don’t say what I think you are going to Y/N. I would never cheat on you. I’m...I’m sorry. Listen, I will do whatever it takes, ok? I love you Y/N.” Y/N looked up to me and pressed a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you too…” She then ruffled my hair as she said, “Popcorn.”

Hello!~Thank you for reading this imagine! I hope you liked it! Just letting y'all know, on Wattpad I have another book that is a Slash story and is multiple parts. Would you guys want me to post that here too? Like make a masterlist for it or something? I don't update it as much as I do this one, but I was just wondering. Have an amazing day, remember you are beautiful! :)♥︎

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐀𝐱𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞:

I Won’t Tell

Jealousy

It Was Just A Joke

Self Defense

Love You More

I Was Gonna Tell You

Mr. Rose

𝐒𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡:

In This Together

Damn Good Dance Moves

Need To Know By Friday

The Promise

𝐃𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐌𝐜𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐧:

Walk In The Park

Spin The Bottle

I Will Take Care Of You

The Phone Call

The Party

𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧:

Teach You Not To Mess With Me

Forget Him (Part One) (Part Two)

I Had The Right To Do That

Handcuffed

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫:

A Better Match

My Brother’s Bandmate

I Love You Too…Popcorn

𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩:

The Moaning Contest

My Brother's Bandmate (Steven Adler)

My Brother’s Bandmate

Steven x Reader

(sad?) fluff

WARNINGS: profanities, toxic relationship

Word Count: 1,986

Y/N’s POV:

“Axl I’m sorry but I do not want to meet your asshole friends!” I yelled at Axl. Axl was a good brother, but he could be so annoying. He told me he wanted to hang out today. Just the two of us. Then when I got to his apartment he was like “Hey why don’t you meet my friends? They are at a diner down the street.” I told him no but he dragged me along anyways. We were walking along the cold, hard concrete of the sidewalk in Los Angeles. “They aren’t assholes Y/N. Just give them a chance.” He opened the door to an old looking diner and walked in.

I followed. Not that I wanted to, but he kind of dragged me along. When we got in the door he turned to me with a now serious look on his face. “Ok listen Y/N I know you have a boyfriend and all but if I leave you alone with these guys they might try to fuck you.” My eyes widened and I punched him on the shoulder. “Are you fucking serious Axl?! Forget it, I'm out of here.” I went to walk out of the diner but Axl grabbed my wrist and stopped me. “Don’t leave Y/N. All I’m saying is stay with me nearby ok?” I nodded my head and we began to walk towards a booth. There were four guys crammed into a booth in the corner of the diner. One had black, curly hair that covered his eyes. Another had black hair that wasn’t curly and a button down shirt. One of them was so tall I was a bit shocked. He had blonde hair and sunglasses. Lastly, another blonde. His smile was extremely large and child-like. Axl walked over to the booth and greeted the men while I stood behind him, a bit scared. Sure Nikki Sixx was my boyfriend, but I never really hung out with his band so this was all new for me. I saw the blondie with a big smile staring at me and I blushed. He then spoke up, “So uh Ax, you gonna introduce us?” he pointed at me. Axl turned around and looked at me. “Oh! Yeah. Guys this is Y/N. Y/N these are Slash, Izzy, Duff, and Steven.” he pointed to each of them as he said their name. I waved hello at the boys and they all smiled. Except for Steven. Steven waved back. After a few minutes I sat down and listened to Axl talk to the boys. Steven looked at me when he noticed my quietness. “Well...I’m Steven..the uh..drummer!” He said proudly. I smiled at his childeshness and laughed slightly as well. “Well it is nice to meet you Steven….the drummer.” He laughed a little and also blushed. Steven and I talked for the next hour or so. He told me about how he became the band's drummer and I told him about how I wanted to travel the world someday. We talked about our life goals a little bit too. Axl cleared his throat and I hadn’t noticed that Steven and I were the only ones talking still. “Y/N the guys gotta go so come on.” He waved me over to the door of the diner, but Steven stopped me before I could go any further. He pulled me down so his mouth was near my ear and whispered to me. “Call me sometime...this was great.” He handed me a folded up piece of paper and let go of me. I felt my cheeks become extremely red and heated. I felt guilty as I walked towards the door. Damn Steven is sexy. Wait what? No no no I have a boyfriend. I had to admit I didn’t feel like Nikki cared much about me, and if I was being honest the feelings I had for him went away within a week. I felt bad not telling Nikki I didn’t want to be with him, but I would tell him tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. It was always tomorrow. Axl and I walked out of the diner and onto the sidewalk. The moon was out now and the roads were dark. “What the hell was that?” Axl asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice. “What?” I looked towards him. He rolled his eyes and continued to talk. “With you and Steven? You guys were talking the entire time and I saw the way you looked at eachother.” He raised an eyebrow. “Oh my god Axl it was nothing. Why can’t I talk to the opposite gender of our species without you acting like I’m trying to get into their pants?” I said. “Listen Y/N all I’m saying is you haven’t looked at Nikki like that in ages.” He said in a hushed voice. “I don’t wanna talk about it Ax.” I said as we reached Nikki’s apartment. Axl was obviously assuming we were going to my apartment because when I stopped at the front door Axl huffed. “You’re staying with the bozo tonight?” Axl wasn’t much of a fan of Nikki, but he dealt with it for me. “Yes I am staying at Nikki’s house Axl.” I gave him a small hug before heading in the door. “Babe I’m home!” I yelled as I took off my heels. I didn’t get a response so I walked upstairs. I could hear faint voices in the background. They slowly got louder as I inched my way up the stairs. Eventually I could make out the owner of the

voice. Nikki. He was talking to someone. Tommy. “I don’t know Tommy. What am I supposed to do with her? I was just using her until I could find someone I really loved.” My heart shattered into a million pieces as I realized Nikki was talking about me. “Well why did you do it in the first place man? Like use her like that? We have groupies you didn’t need to have a relationship just to fuck someone.” Tommy was trying to be reasonable I guess. “I don’t know Tommy! I saw you with Heather and I just wanted something like that ya know?” I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as I silently sobbed into my hands. I lifted my head when I heard the door to the bedroom open. I looked up to see Nikki staring down at me “Y/N? What are you doing here? Why didn’t you tell me you were home? Why are you crying? Oh. Wait. No no no Y/N it’s not what it sounds like.” He kneeled down and tried to hold me but I stood up and ran down the stairs. “Y/N stop! I care about you baby. I promise I didn’t mean anything I said.” He followed me down the stairs, trying desperately to stop me from leaving. “Forget it Nikki!” I yelled. We were now face to face and he looked kind of shocked. “We both know this wouldn’t work. We don’t love eachother.” I looked down as I quietly whispered the words. “What do you mean we? Don’t you love me Y/N?” I looked up at him and scoffed. “Goodbye Nikki,” before I shut the door behind me I yelled into the house. “Also...no you asshole!” I ran away from the house until I reached a bench on the side of the road. My eyes were no longer filled with tears. Instead they were filled with hatred. Towards Nikki and myself. How could I think he loved me? Stupid fucking idiot. I needed to talk to someone. I walked to the corner of the sidewalk and standing there was a payphone. I called Axl, but he didn’t answer. I called three of my friends. No answer. Just when I was about to give up all hope I remembered the small piece of paper in my pocket. I hesitantly dialed Steven’s number. I had just met this guy and now I was gonna call him with break up problems. Good going Y/N. “Hello?” Steven’s voice on the other end sounded precious. “Hey uh Steven. How um..how are you?” My voice was strained from the crying I had done previously. “Hey Y/N! Are you okay? You sound like you are crying.” I could hear the concern in his voice. “Uh yeah Steven I uh..well you see...ugh.” I quietly sobbed into the phone. “Hey hey it’s ok. Here I’m gonna meet you okay? Where are you?” I told him where to find me and he instantly knew. “Alright I will be there in just a minute okay?” He hung up the phone and I sank to the ground. I held my knees to my chest as I cried on the sidewalk. I heard footsteps around me but I didn’t bother with checking who they belonged to. “Y/N. What’s wrong? Come on honey, stand up.” Steven lifted my arm and helped me to my feet. I buried my face in his chest and cried. He stroked my hair lightly as he whispered in my ear. “Sh it’s ok..sh.” I loosened my grip on him and walked to a nearby bench to sit. “Steven he...he l-left m-me.” I cried a little more before drying my tears. “Oh my gosh Y/N I’m so sorry….he is such an asshole.” I laughed a little. “What’s so funny?” Steven smiled slightly. “Steven...you don’t even know who he is.” I laughed once more and this time Steven joined in. He swept a piece of hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek. “Darling I don’t need to know who he is..if he leaves you he is automatically an asshole.” I laughed a bit more and smiled at him. He truly was perfect. His beautiful blue eyes and his simply stunning smile. I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Love. I felt like I loved Steven. I knew it was absolutely crazy considering I had met him hours ago, but I couldn’t deny the feelings I had. Steven leaned in and our faces were now mere inches from eachother. I could feel his breath fanning over my lips and I couldn’t lie the urge I had to kiss him at that very moment was extremely strong. Steven closed the gap between us though. I was shocked at first, but I responded by kissing him back.

The kiss wasn’t extremely heated, but it had so much meaning. Steven broke away from the kiss and his ocean-like blue eyes stared directly into mine. “Y/N..this might be too soon but….I love you.” He had a hopeful sparkle in his eyes. “I love you too Steven. So damn much.” I kissed him again. This time it was more passionate and lasted longer. Sadly air is something needed to live so we had to break away from each other. “I don’t know where I’m supposed to go now.” I sighed. “What do you mean?” Steven wrapped an arm around my shoulder. “I was gonna stay at my boyfriend’s house tonight. I mean I have an apartment, but Axl will be there with the rest of the band and I don’t really feel like telling Axl about the whole break up thing anymore.” I rambled on and Steven tilted my head upwards. “You could always stay at my place y’know.” He smirked slyly at me and pecked my lips. “I would love that.” I said and teasingly kissed him before breaking away and beginning to walk down the sidewalk. “Uh..Y/N?” Steven called from behind me. “Yes?” I turned to face him. He smiled at me before pointing in the other direction. “My place is this way.” We both laughed and walked to his apartment hand in hand.

Hello! Thanks for reading this imagine! Just a quick disclaimer...this wasn’t intended as hate towards Nikki Sixx or something. I just felt like I needed to say that in case anyone thought it was. Have a good day and remember you are beautiful! :) ♥︎

A Better Match (Steven Adler)

A Better Match

Steven Adler x Reader

Fluff

WARNING: profanities, mentions of cheating

Word Count: 1312

Steven’s POV:

I was sitting on the couch in the hell house, hanging out with the band and Y/N. Y/N was Axl’s girlfriend. They had been together for about a month now and every second of it seemed to kill me a little more. She sat on a chair across the room in his lap. She was so beautiful. I always loved Y/N. I was friends with her before she began dating Axl. In fact I was the one that introduced them to each other. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I was in the studio and decided to bring Y/N along. I was supposed to take her out that night. We were going to see a movie. I planned on telling her how I felt that night. All it took was for me to leave her alone with Axl while I went to the bathroom and already she had new plans. Plans with him.

I didn’t hear from her until a week afterward and they were already dating. It all happened so fast that I barely had time to comprehend everything that had happened. So now here I was. Watching the love of my life love someone else. I loved everything about Y/N. The way her eyes sparkled when she talked about something she loved. Or the way she laughed. Her laugh was so angelic. It was perfect. She was perfect. I was caught off guard when Axl cleared his throat. Shit. They caught me staring. Shit shit shit. I looked away. “Steven? You ok?” It was Y/N. She was so caring. She had a concerned look on her face. Axl on the other hand was looking at me like he wanted to murder me. “Oh uh yeah Y/N sorry I was just um...thinking about….uh…..some song lyrics.” I scratched the back of my neck nervously. She smiled at me calmly and nodded her head. “Alright Stevie boy. What were your song lyrics?” It was Axl. “Forgot em Ax.” I said shortly and walked out of the room. No warning. No nothing. I just walked out of the room. I couldn’t handle it anymore. Axl made me so angry sometimes I just wanted to punch him in his pretty boy frontman face. Y/N deserved so much more than him. I wanted to tell her so badly that Axl cheated on her. But Axl made that near impossible. Axl always kept her by his side unless he was at the bar with the guys and I. I once heard him telling Slash that he kept her around for when he felt like having a ‘quick fuck’. It made me sick. Whenever he was out at bars or clubs he would find some chick and fuck her. He cheated on Y/N constantly. I could feel the anger rising inside of me as I thought about it. I walked out the door of the hell house and onto the sidewalk. My back slid down the wall until I was sitting on the sidewalk. I have to tell her.

Y/N’s POV:

I sat on Axl’s lap. Steven had walked out of the room and I was concerned. Steven was so special to me. He was there for me when no one else was. Even Axl. I looked to the red head below me. In one hand he held a bottle of beer, and in the other a cigarette. I got off Axl’s lap and began to walk towards the door of the hell house. “Where the hell are you going?” Axl yelled after me. I turned around to face him. “I’m just gonna go check and make sure Steven’s ok.” I said smiling at him. “Why do you give a fuck about Steven?” He threw his hands up. “Axl calm down man, just let her check on him.” It was Izzy. Axl glared at Izzy and turned around, walking back towards the chair he was sitting on. I could hear him mumbling “little fucker” as I walked out of the hell house. I looked to my right and saw Steven. He was sitting on the ground with his knees to his chest and his face in his hands. He looked pitiful. I felt my heart crumble at the sight of him like this. I didn’t understand why I felt this way. I knew Steven was just a friend. Sure I liked him before meeting Axl. But he never made a move and I was too scared to so when Axl came along I was happy. But why was I happy? I had thought about it for a while recently. I wasn’t happy that I had Axl. I was happy I wasn’t alone. But as I had learned that doesn’t last long. Recently I was really regretting saying yes to dating Axl. I knew it wasn’t right to have feelings for Steven and date Axl but it was too late now. The damage was done. Slowly I walked up to Steven and placed my hand on his shoulder. “Steven? Are you ok?” I sat down next to him on the sidewalk. He looked up at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes. That was something I didn’t see often. Usually Steven was the most joyful, happy person I had ever seen. He radiated happiness. Now though, the happiness that was once there, in those same eyes, was gone. The brightness of joy had been stolen and was nowhere to be seen. “Y/N I have to tell you something and I know it’s going to hurt you. But….I..I have to tell you.” His voice was raspy as if he had been crying. “Well um ok Steven. Tell me.” I tried to smile even though I was very concerned. “Y/N..Axl cheated on you...multiple times. He told slash...well...he told slash he kept you for a quick fuck. I’m really sorry Y/N I truly am, but I couldn’t handle seeing him do this.I’m gonna kick his ass.” A tear trickled down his beautiful face. “He...thank you Steven.” I hugged him. I felt tears welling in my eyes. He hugged me tightly as if he wouldn’t let go. I knew he wouldn’t let go. “Y/N?” I looked up into his eyes. They were the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. “Yes Steven?” I knew what I wanted to hear him say, but he wasn’t going to say it. “I have wanted to tell you for a long time, but I just couldn’t. I..I love you Y/N. I know you don’t feel the same and it kills me. I hope we can still be friends though because you not being in my life would kill me even more.” That was it. He said it. He loved me. “Steven you don’t know how long I have wanted to hear you say that.” I smiled slightly. His face lit up a bit as he furrowed his brow and looked at me shocked. “What?” He said breathlessly. “I love you Steven.” Before he could react I connected my lips with his. It was a soft kiss but had so much meaning behind it. I had waited so long for this moment and here I was. I pulled away and looked at him. His blue eyes were brighter than any sky I had ever seen. They were mesmerizing and I could have stayed in that same spot for my entire life if I could have. “Y/N..will you...be my girlfriend?” He looked at the ground. “After I break up with Axl. Yes.” I smiled and he laughed slightly. “By the way...I’m still gonna kick his ass.” We laughed in unison before heading into the hell house to tell the rest of the boys the news.

Hello! ~ I hope you liked this imagine! I am now allowing requests! I am only doing GNR and only the original members (Axl, Slash, Duff, Izzy, Steven) Have a good day and remember you are beautiful.

Please do a imagine where Y/N invites her friend Steven Adler over to help her with her homework. But during the homework, the two of them get distracted and start kissing and having sex in her room. And her parents aren't allowed to know about it, so they have to cover it up and say they were just doing homework 🤭

Bored

Summary: In a desperate attempt to make your school work less boring, you invite your best friend over, oblivious to the fact that it would end up being a very unforgettable night for the both of you.

Content warnings: kissing, p in v, swearing

A/n: Im so excited to write for Steven! Im so sorry this took so long my lovely, i hope this is okay for you 🫶🏼. Also, please keep the requests coming -this goes to all of you- it keeps me motivated and i love hearing your guys’ ideas‼️

I promise I am not ignoring your requests! It just takes me a bit to write them 🫶🏼

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You have never been so bored in your life.

This homework was kicking your ass, squinting at the book as the words stare right back at you. It’s like your practically reading in a different language, and you’re pretty sure you could pick that up faster than.. whatever this was. Who knows how to do this shit anyway?

Thats when it hits you, the best idea you’ve ever had

Steven. Now Steven would definitely not know how to do it, but he just so happens to be your favourite company. So you’re making him pay the price.

You make your way in to the hallway, and pick up the phone. The next 20 seconds seem like the longest of your life. “Hey! Whats up?” His voice rings through the phone, immediately giving you butterflies. No, no thats wrong, steven is your best friend and you are not going to let your silly feelings get in the way of that. You pursed your lips together before asking the question you phoned him to ask. “Can you come over? Im doing work and it’s really boring,” a couple seconds later his energetic voice sounded through the phone “ ‘course sweetheart I’ll be right there!” Followed by the beep of the call ending.

Well that was easy.

Around twenty minutes later did you hear your front door open. Legs sliding off the edge of your bed, you manoeuvred your way to let him in, passing your parents on the way. “Who’s here?” Your father asked with a stern look on his face. “It’s just Steven, dad, he’s helping me with homework.” Now if you were paying more attention, you would’ve seen the sideways glance your parents gave each other, but you were not, so you just made your way to the door.

You opened the door, eyeing the snacks tucked under his arm. Gosh his arm, the arm that you have spent far too long looking at. Ushering him in, you both scuttle your way back to your bedroom.

“Hey Stevie, sorry for this being last minute, I’m just so bored and i really don’t understand this topic.” You explained, guilt beginning to creep up your spine. “It’s totally fine if you want to go home, i get i—” but you were cut off by a honeyed voice, “sweetheart, i don’t wanna go home, i enjoy being with you, homework or not.”

Being with you. Being with you. The small phrase repeating itself inside of your head. Oh how you wish he was with you like that, you would never shut up. Putting that thought aside for the moment, you flashed him a cheesy grin and resumed your place on the bed. “Do you have any idea how to do this one?” You dare to ask. He picks up the piece of paper in an overly enthusiastic manner, and holds it about an inch away from his eyes, before slamming the paper back on to your bed with an exaggerated sigh. “No” was the concluded answer. The both of you bursted out into laughter, before you smacked him arm lightly and picked up the next question.

This went on for about an hour, you asking if he knew what to do, then him being just as clueless as you are, and writing down half-arsed answers in favour of being able to say you tried, when being met by your teachers disappointing gaze.

It was only when you got to the last question did you realise what the hell you were doing, so you excitedly started working it out, much to Stevens dismay. He called your name once, twice and three times before he decided to act on pure adrenaline.

One minute, you were scribbling down formulas and equations, the next you had lips connected with yours. It felt like nothing you had experienced before, soft lips interlocking with yours, calloused hands gripping your face with need. When he pulled away, your lips parted in shock, slightly swollen and rosy. “I’ve been wanting to do that for ages, sweetheart”

All you could do in that moment was stare, he had reduced you down to nothing in about 30 seconds. “Talk to me, honey, whacha thinking up there?” He used his knuckles to make a fake knocking movement on your head. You quite literally did not have words, so instead you did the only thing you could think of. Kiss him, again.

You practically pounced on the poor guy, cupping the back of his neck in one hand and holding his jaw with the other. Neither you nor Steven realised what you had done until you were straddling his lap while he was leant against the back of the headboard. He stared up at you with those eyes, flashing you that smile and you just couldn’t resist. “I really like you, Stevie,” was all you could muster up, and the answer you got in return made your whole week. No, scrap that, whole year.

“I really like you too.” And with that, you kissed him again.

Small, light weighted kisses quickly turned into devouring each other, and without even realising it, you started to rock your hips over his. You didn’t notice what you were doing until you heard the most gorgeous whimper come out of the man below you. “Is this okay?” You made sure. “Use me how you want, sweetheart, i want it all.”

With the newly found permission, you quickly started tugging at his belt, and making quick work of pulling his trousers down. He was left in his boxers and shirt, the outline of his dick visible through the thin layer of underwear. In just a quick pull, his shirt was off his head and dropped carelessly onto the floor. “Let me see you, baby” he needily grasped at all your clothing.

Within the next few minutes, you were sat naked in his lap, no layers to separate between you both.

You lifted your hips above his tip, moving forwards and backwards with ease, your slick coating him in a sheen layer. He groaned, and held your hips with a near-bruising force. “Sweetheart, please,” he begged, needy for your touch. And with that, you lowered yourself onto him, slowly sliding down until your ass was flush with his thighs.

The feeling was so overwhelming, the best thing you had ever felt, and it was obvious he felt the same with the way he moaned uncontrollably. “Shh, shh honey, we wouldn’t want my parents hearing us would we?” You asked, a newfound confidence creeping its way up your spine. He muffled out a little ‘mhmm’ at your condescending words and let his head rest against the top of the headboard.

You started to slowly grind your hips against his, feeling the blonde curls at the base of him hit your clit. Your hands roamed his chest, neck and eventually landed on his shoulders, keeping you steady while you rocked backwards and forwards. Little mewls were leaving your mouth, and flowing into the air, breaking the silence of the house, except for Steven, of course. He was whimpering every time his tip hit that spongey part inside of you, gaining pleasure from yours.

“You feel so good” he breathed out, as soon as you started to move up and down. You dragged your walls on his cock, feeling it twitch at every new movement. Gosh he was so responsive, and fairly bigger than anyone you had taken before, causing a dull ache to come from where you were connected. That quickly became pleasure, with the way he started to thrust his hips up to meet yours, ramming deeper than he was before.

“Stevie!” You yelled out of shock, the unexpected move bringing you great amounts of pleasure. His hand snaked its way from your hip, all the way to your mouth, where he held his had over it. “I know, I know. Shh baby it’s okay.” He whispered in your ear. The sound of his voice making your pussy clench. “Gosh, sweetheart, do that again and I’ll come,”

Was that supposed to make you stop?

Because now you know you hold so much power, you’re using it to your advantage. You purposely clench your walls around him, feeling a soft twitch inside you before you hear the inevitable “oh—sweetheart—oh gosh—I cant—” his hands held onto your waist like a vice, gripping so hard there were sure to be bruises. Not like you minded.

Your hand snakes its way down to your clit, rubbing in messy circles which very quickly lead to your orgasm. He moans and whimpers as you make muffled noises of your own, head buried into the crook of his neck, laying soft, wet kisses where you can reach.

After you have both came down, he gently turns around with you in his arms, making it so he is now on top of you, before pulling out gently. You wince at the emptiness, and he coos “I know baby, I’ll be right back,” and with that, he’s shuffled to the bathroom.

He comes back holding a damp flannel. “Open for me, honey, need to clean you up.” Your fucked out brain makes it hard to move, so he gently spreads your legs and whiles away the evidence of your joint desire. After, he balls it up and throws it in the direction of your washing basket, completely missing but not giving a shit. His arms wrap themselves around your midsection, your chin resting on his shoulder and your hands coming up to play with his beautiful curls.

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It must’ve been an hour later? Maybe an hour and a half? You don’t know, the only thing you care about right now is him. But it’s gotten late, he needs to go home, sleep in his own bed. So you slowly get up out of your bed, and hold a hand out for him to take. When he does, you yank him up in one swift movement. “Clothes, Stevie you need clothes,” you decide to state the obvious as you hand him back his band tee. “I don’t wanna.” He says as one big groan, lifting the shirt over his head and shoulders.

By the time you’re fully dressed, he is looking at you as if you built the sky. “What?” You say as a giggle. “Nothin’, just wondering whether you’d do me the honour of letting me take you on a date?” A chuckle leaves your throat. “Is that even a question, Steven, of course!” He breaths a big sigh of relief as he looks into your eyes. Those eyes he loves so much.

“I’ll pick you up tomorrow, 6pm?” He asks, while beginning to make his way to your bedroom door. You follow him. “Yeah, yeah that works great with me.” You say with a smile. “Now let me walk you to my front door so you don’t have to face the wrath of my parents by yourself, remember, we were just doing homework.” You punctuate it with a tap of your finger on his nose, before opening your door and stepping into the cold hallway.

He follows you down, and you begin to make your way to the front door, but not without the interrogation, it seems. “What did you two get up to all afternoon?” Your father looks up from his news paper, peeking at the both of you over the top of it. “Homework, dad, Steven helped me with homework.” The annoyance in your tone doesn’t go unnoticed by your mother, who gives a pointed look.

You just turn around, look at Steven and give him a massive grin. “I’ll see you tomorrow!” You exclaimed excitedly. “Yeah you will.” He flashes you his smile before opening your door and stepping out.

“Goodnight, Steven”

“Goodnight, sweetheart”

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