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denim-devil · 1 year

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Valentine | S.H

Summary - You present a promiscuous gift as a thank you, for your first Valentines, Steve decides to use that very gift…

A/N - So like- a fleshlight inspired this fic, you are welcome- fr though please enjoy this fic, I totally think Steve would be into this and a sweetheart about it- BIG SOFITE- also this is for my boys who love boneless chicken cause-

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It’s the thought that count, right?

The same sentence replayed on your mind, watching Steve nibble away at one of the crispy chicken wings he brought along. His smile whilst chewing away distracted you from the growing butterflies that swarmed your stomach.

The flowers he purchased not long ago sat in a beautiful glass vase, the very dining room light above the two of you bouncing from every ridge it occupied. The roses were a vibrant red, almost reflecting the love that grew strong daily between the two of you.

“It’s finger lickin’ good-“ Steve mumbled encouraging a soft chuckle from you. Riddled with anxiety a soft red blossomed across your cheeks which in turn had Steve glaring at you whilst licking away at the loose chicken left in his mouth.

The red box placed beside one of your quaking legs left unopened, the same soft pastel maroon ribbon left knotted, secreting the inappropriate gift. For a first Valentines gift indeed it would seem to forward? Right?

“Are you okay, can’t help but notice the- uh” Steve pointed to his cheek bones, the soft red now turning vibrant, closer to a tomato. Knowing how shy you got when something was up Steve decided to question the timidness that now strained you from refraining the truth.

You nod with a smile, one that could seem un-phased by the very question that ran through the canyons of your ears, swallowed up by the rocky sea of regret swirling around your head.

“Are you sure? Is it the chicken- fuck, I shoulda bought boneless I know you’re not a fan of…all of that”

Again you chuckle to yourself, letting a huffy sigh pass your open lips. Steve was clueless but he was smart, he would easily catch on.

“I…bought you something”

Eagerly reaching down for the hefty box, you manage to place it down close toward Steve. With an eyebrow raise, he sets down the napkin he previously used to clean the shimmery grease from the tips of his fingers before reaching over for the box, curiosity taking over.

“So this is what has you blushing?…huh”

The bow was slowly untied, the thicker parts pulled until the knot unformed, breaking the secret that incased you in a casket of burden.

“I’m sure it’s gonna be amazing, whatever it is”

The anticipation kicked in, each heart beat gaining speed until you physically couldn’t look at him anymore. The light clack of the cardboard lid slipped from the bottom of the box, presenting the elongated tan silicone fake hole, wrapped in a thick black plastic encasing easier for leverage.

Each passing moment of realisation had you hiding away in your oversized hoodie, the butterflies that once settled in the pit of your stomach growing like a swarm which infested your gullet, forcing the little amount of food you had managed to sneak in before passing the box over.

“Baby…you bought me this?”

The heat that flooded you still leaked up into Steve’s own face, a light dusting of pink journeying into his cheeks once he picked up the card with his name eloquently written in cursive.

Flicking the neatly folded piece up, his eyes landed on the short message. It was quick, to quick, almost as if you had the same hurriedness you were now acquainted with writing it.

It wasn’t sloppy, infact it perfectly captured the thought behind the very object he now gripped onto, pulling it from the crinckly, cerise tissue paper. The silence was loud, loud enough to disrupt any singular thought that could possibly ruin any kind of forgiveness.

“I- If it’s not- I can take it back”

You mumbled innocently. But Steve, Steve couldn’t help but feel how he began to plump up in his denim pants, his boxer’s incredibly tight, tight enough for discomfort.

“Are you kidding, it’s perfect…”

To focused on the new addition to the bedroom to realise the change in your posture, your face visible to the slightly older boy. He was stunned for sure but in ways that had his temptation skyrocketing, every single improper thought plaguing his mind.

“But why would I need this, when I have you?”

It takes a couple of seconds for his words to settle in, once they do, you look over catching his eye. They had changed from a soft light hazel to a unfathomable darkness as if every ounce of innocence drained from his body, questioning your limits.

“I just thought, something new, I can still return it before it’s-“

He coughs forcing you to stumble into nothing but a slight murmur of your lips which contorted until falling flat once more.

“Maybe we can try it out-“

Gathering yourself together, watching as Steve stood practically looming over the oak-vanished tabled top, holding the foreign object in his hands.

Capturing the exact moment your eyes target the fully grown mound at the front of his jeans, a breathy chuckle breaks the spell he managed to put on you, your legs working somewhat normally pushing you upwards.

“C’mere”

His free hand flaps you over, following his signal you do just so, slotting into his side. Still the timidness was pungent, it invested in your veins at Steve’s new found immaculacy, the bulge he sported still strong.

Walking you both into his bedroom, he sits, in turn you follow like a lost puppy, watching as he shuffled back into the pillows, splaying his body out, in due time he set the toy aside gently before reaching into his bedside cabinet, fetching out the clear bottle containing copious amounts of lube, thick and clear.

You took it in, not just the way Steve seemed to eager to unravel the toys usage and what potentially caused you to buy it, but also the way he accepted it so quickly, as if he had been waiting for something new.

“Mind helping me out a little baby?”

The nickname helped force you back into the moment, forgetting the same thoughts which clogged up your already full head. You felt hazy but with the lack of judgement it was easy to forget just why you were so nervous to share the gift with him.

“Yeah- sure, sorry”

Immediately Steve pulled you in for a kiss helping you slump into his side, now laying beside one another, the tension grew thick, thicker then fabric keeping his thick appendage from sight.

Wondering hands soon find the cold metal of his golden zip, swiftly you make work of it, the soft purr rattled through the lewd smacking sounds your lips created, distracting you both if only for a mere second.

Success had arrived like a knight in shining armour once you managed to wriggle a hand in, fetching out the unmissable fully grown muscle he produced. Hissing, Steve broke the kiss, his cock laying flat against his abdomen with a heavy thud.

It was almost overbearing at first, the tip a pastel pink with a twinge of red which grew with each twitch, a girthy vein running along the underside which split into a fork-like shape, invading the pale skin.

The pop of the cap startled you enough to watch the clear jelly like substance fall into his palm. Using it to his advantage, he lathers it across the entirety of his girth, two strokes to full soak the skin.

A soft “Fuck-“ escapes his open mouth, head falling back into the plush pillows now supporting his neck. Sneakily, you replace his hand with your own, a desperately broken Steve reaches over for the toy placing the intruding hole at his tip.

“Gotta watch okay, you might need the next size up, if that’s a thing”

Agreeing with the jock, his girth with the added length, it almost looked impossible to fit. His confidence never seemed to phase you, generally speaking, it was a fact, one you had beared witness to a plethora of times.

Biting your lip his tip sinks past the tight ring of silicone, the lube helping with the pressure.

“Oh shit- fuck”

It felt fresh, like a field littered with flowers, light yet so fucking realistic, he couldn’t tell the difference it felt that good, almost too good.

His eyes close once you begin a gentle pace, the trudging of his cock with the suction of each ridge inside dragged against every single sensitive, pumped vein scurrying across the very muscle creating the slick lewd sounds that bounced from wall to wall.

Each tug yanked harsh groans from the occupied man, your pace matched his eagerness in ways he couldn’t explain which he accepted, greedily taking up your energy whilst sucking the life out of him.

“I…I didn’t think it would be so, fuck, keep going, like that”

It had been a while for Steve, between work and your clashing schedules, the lack of privacy each evening grew thin but tonight he was in your very hands, ones which worked him for everything he had to offer.

Even the silicone had taken notes of his size, not being able to swallow him whole like you could do so easily showed the limits of the toy proving Steve’s ideology, it was good, but it wasn’t you.

“I think it likes you Steve…”

Each remark slipping past your lips had the coil in his stomach rattle with urgency, he was close, each pull, from his angry tip to the vein residing at his base ushered that very same coil to snap simultaneously.

“Gonna cum- holy shit baby”

Watching closely, small beads of thick, white load began to spill from the hole he managed to stretch soaking the neatly trimmed patch of hair surrounding his novelty.

His thighs shook with each small thrust he had left in him. Quickly your pulled into a wet kiss full of tongue and saliva shushing his fastened pants, a wave of bliss controlling his eager movements.

As deep as the kiss intended to be, he shifted away, not much, his breath still fanning over your pink cheeks, eyes, doe-eyed once more still trained on your own

“You know, I’m starting to think you’re onto something…”

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