STRANGER ≪ °❈° ≫ THINGS

Wicked Games (2) || Steve Harrington

A/N: !!!!! DISCLAIMER/WARNING !!!!!

This imagine is a smut imagine! There is also use of drugs in this imagine! If you are not comfortable with smut imagines and or drug use then PLEASE read with caution and or skip this imagine!

This is part 2! So if you haven't read part 1 then what are you doing? Also, I'm sorry it's long. But, happy reading!!

You smiled and felt Steve lean in closer to you. You closed the gap in between the two of you and placed your lips against his. You instantly tasted the vodka and cannabis against his full lips while feeling his hot breath fan over your own lips. Steve moved his hand from the side of your cheek towards the crook of your neck and held on to you tightly. With lips molding against each other you could feel electricity run throughout your body and butterflies in your stomach. Steve took your bottom lip in between his teeth and lightly sucked on your lip, causing you to giggle. He lets go of your lip and kisses you again with a smile. Steve couldn't help but feel his body react to the lovely combination of your fruit flavored lip gloss with the vodka and cannabis that sat on your lips as well. His heartbeat increased at the taste and smell of vodka and cannabis that was coated on your own lips and mouth while you kissed him hungrily. As he tasted your full lips he could feel his desire for you increase. He tried to resist but he couldn't, and you quickly felt his right hand move down to your sides, his hand quickly touching your bare skin under your shirt.

You were enjoying the moment. Without a doubt you loved the feeling of Steve's lips against yours as his hand traveled around your body. It felt good feeling his warm lips engulf yours while you held on to the back of his neck. It was a pleasant moment, but somehow it also felt wrong to be doing something that felt so good.

You quickly pulled away from the kiss and grabbed his hand out from under your shirt. "N-no." You slurred with a frown. Steve's eyes went from your lips to your eyes. "I-I can't do this." You said softly. Steve frowned. "W-why?" He slurred back. The cannabis joint was still in his left hand and he popped it back in his mouth. "W-we can't do this." You corrected yourself from your previous sentence. The two of you went silent. You pressed your lips together and could feel how warm and plump they are due to Steve's kiss. You couldn't help but remember how it felt to have Steve's lips against yours. You wanted more. You wanted his lips back against yours. You wanted his touch.

Steve took the joint out from his mouth and handed it to you. You took the joint and placed it in your mouth as you take your last hit. When you finished, you handed it back to Steve who watched you carefully. "I'm sorry." He whispered. You shook your head. "No, I'm sorry. As much as I liked it, we just-just can't." You replied looking down at your legs that still straddled Steve. "Wh-why?" He asked as he tilted his head. "Because you're still with Nancy." You blurted out. You felt your heartbeat slow down. "And I'm." You said then looked back up at Steve. "I'm still with Jonathan." You added. The both of you could hear the pain in your voice when you spoke. Steve took one last hit then placed the finished joint down on the chair where you sat earlier. He furrowed his eyebrows and licked his lips. "Are- are we? Where-where are they?" He asked with a slur of anger. You noticed his eyes begin to form tears. "I'm-I'm bullshit." Steve cried out. "He-he left with her." He said pointing towards the side. You felt your heart drop. There it was again, the feeling of emptiness, sadness, and loneliness. "I- I want to forget about what happened. I want to feel loved." Steve cried softly. Now, he was the one that showed pain in his voice. "Don't-don't you want to too?" He asked as he raised his hand to wipe away your tear away from your cheek. You didn't realize you were crying until you felt Steve's hand come in contact with your face. You leaned in against his hand and felt his touch. He was right. You felt your heart race whenever he touched you. You liked feeling his warm touch against your skin. Steve's touch and kiss from now was the most you've ever gotten despite Jonathan being your boyfriend. He hardly never kissed and touched you the way Steve did just now.