Steve Harrington Smut Imagines

Pillow Talk

The ceiling fan hummed overhead, as you lay there peacefully within the cool darkness.

Beyond the open balcony doors, a glittering world of lights and nightlife continued on, as if there would never be another morning. Drinks were poured, music danced to, jokes received laughter in response- nothing mattered but living in the moment.

Although peaceful in sleep, you found yourself being awoken by feather light kisses upon the bare stretch of your neck.

A contented smile spread across your lips, which was then followed by an unsurprising yawn. "Hey." you whispered, voice laced with exhaustion.

"Hey to you too." he chuckled against your skin, as he made his was up to your jawline.

Encircling the male within the comforting embrace of your arms, you sighed into his soft and cool kiss upon your parted lips.

Breathless, you pulled away momentarily.
You wished to turn the bedside lamp on, in order to see the lover that had been absent from your bed for too long. But the night felt far more intimate, as if you were the only lovers left in the entire world.

"I've missed you."

"I missed you too." you breathlessly replied.

The skyline outside did not exist to either of you then, all that mattered was the love between you both.

Only able to see his outline within the safety of the room, your hands clumsily found his hair, silky smooth to the touch. Fingers carded through fine locks and in return, earned you a hungered growl in response from your lover.

Face buried within the warm spot between your neck and shoulder, he paused to regain his carnal control. "I want you." he admited, wanting nothing more than to remove your clothing and feel your bare skin beneath his fingertips.

Despite being rather worked up yourself, you were still undeniably exhausted and unsure whether you felt up to any of your usual nightly activities.

When you remained quiet, the male pulled himself away slightly, moving to lie beside you. Though encapsulated by the darkness, he could sense your non-verbal hesitation.

"Not tonight?"

You merely nodded, not trusting your voice. You never had to worry about saying 'no' or 'stop' with him but still, there was a small part of you that felt as if you were letting him down.

"Of course, you must be exhausted. Sorry, I should have thought."

Pulling you close once more, he moved to place a tender kiss upon your forehead, although he missed entirely and caught your nose instead, to which you could not help but laugh.

When calmed and giggles subsided, you snuggled against his side, enjoying the feeling of his warmth beside you. "Thank you."

"For what?" he questioned. "I didn't do anything." his arm protectively tightened around you. "You don't want s*x, I'm not going to force you to do anything, you know that."

Never, ever did he want to force himself upon you or make you feel uncomfortable. Your body was not owned by him, it was yours and yours alone. It was your decision what you did it. Stopping when you didn't feel comfortable with going any further was not an achievment, just common decency.

"I'm sorry though."

The male knew he couldn't stop your guilt but he would never take advantage of it in any way. "I know you are but I'm always going to tell you, you don't need to be, okay?"

You nodded in response, already feeling your eyelids becoming heavier. "Welcome home, my love."

"It's good to be home." he agreed, settling against you himself, preparing to fall into a blissful aware.

"Goodnight." you murmured, voice hardly louder than the turning of a page.

"Goodnight." and with a final grin, he whispered to you. "I'll be here when you wake up."

Now that was definitely something you were looking forward to.

"I love you."

"I love me too." and then, without anotger word uttered between you both, you fell asleep in each others arms.


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A/N: This was very difficult to write but I did it for you. I hope you like the next chapter just as much. Anyone here like cookies?