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taintedcigs · 9 months

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eddie and steve live together & steve is completely in love with reader but she’s with eddie.

he comes home one day and shes standing in the kitchen making lunch in the tightest yoga pants and he is literally gonna implode. he can’t handle it anymore 🥺

to the edge — s.h.

a/n: wrote this while listening to deftones and omfg this idea is KILLING ME nonnie!!! did not proof-read pls ignore all mistakes!! im sorry i made this soso pervy but i swear i held myself back lmao!! also idk if this is what u wanted but hope u enjoy bb <33

warnings: perv!steve,18+ only, minors dni!!!!! kinda dark but not rlly ??, male m*sturbation, steve j*rking off to ur picture, degrading nicknames but also praising kind of! just filthy idk what is going thru my head im sick. (wc: 1.5k+)

Steve didn't know how much longer he could handle this.

How much longer could he hide this from you? Or even more importantly, how much longer could he hide this from Eddie?

His breath strained the moment he came home from work, he was already worked up, going through hours and hours of paper work, and now he was beyond frustrated.

Because there you stood with the prettiest smile adorning your face as you greeted him, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander off to your body when you wore the tightest fucking yoga pants that he had ever seen.

Showing all of your curves in the best possible way, the way your breasts juggled as you skipped over to give him a greeting hug.

He felt... so fucking perverted about his thoughts of you, the way his entire body froze when your breasts squeezed over his chest, the way his hands lingered on your waist when all he wanted to do was lower them further, cupping your ass while you squealed, hitting his chest with those pretty giggles escaping your lips.

"Can you help me out?" You asked with those doe-eyes. Steve was sure he would do anything you asked if you gave him that look. Any fucking thing.

He nodded breathlessly, no words able to push past his lips as he watched you in awe.

Eddie was nowhere to be seen, probably still stuck at work and Steve felt horrible. He felt horrible by how he eyed you, he felt horrible by how his mind framed you beneath him, whimpering for more until he pounded into you senselessly.

And he was doing every fucking thing he could to keep it in his pants, it was truly torture. But he seemed to be doing fine. Until you decided to brush past him in an attempt to reach the knife next to him.

It wasn't intentional, you probably thought nothing of it. But the way your curves molded into him, the way your ass grazed against his boner was a whole new territory that Steve wasn't ready for yet.

In his mind, you two might as well have been naked. And he knew he was fucked. Because all Steve could think about now was fucking you from behind, seeing that pretty view of your ass while you melted into him, pretty lips opening slightly to mewl at him for more, his hips relentlessly pounding into you, his veiny cock stretching that perfect little cunt he always dreamed about.

Fucking you senselessly until your mind was filled with nothing but Steve, and his cock. He wanted to have you drooling for him, begging for him to let you cum, begging for more...

Shit.

Steve looked down at the bulge in his pants, it was very fucking visible as his cock strained against his zipper, even the wet patch from his pre-cum was starting to form and he knew if he didn't do something about it he was going to explode.

"I—I'm just so... tired." He fake yawned, and you looked up at him.

"Oh! It's okay, I'll just finish up here, there isn't much left anyway." You gave him a small smile.

"You... uh— you sure?" He asked, hand perfectly placed to cover up his boner.

"Yes, yes... I'll let you know when the dinner is ready, Stevie." You giggled, waving him off.

Stevie.

He didn't even know how he made it to his bedroom, heaving a breath of relief as soon as he locked the door.

Stevie. He was sure you were trying to fucking kill him.

Steve was quick to take off his pants, almost juggling over them by how fast he was being.

Jesus fucking Christ

He shouldn't do this, he can't fucking do this.

He tried to reason, but the memories of you flashed through his mind faster than he could comprehend, the way those tight yoga pants framed your curves in the best way possible, the way you licked your lips as you concentrated on cutting those damn vegetables.

He could turn every memory of you into something sexual, he could picture those lips wrapped around his throbbing cock, your delicate tongue lapping up his pre-cum as your mouth struggled to take all of his length, and you stared up at him with those doe eyes.

Fuckfuckfuck.

He couldn't hold it off as he climbed into bed, trying his best to stifle his grunts when he wrenched his cock from his boxers. His cock pulsed harder as he swiped his thumb along the tip, hissing as he spread the bead of pre-cum that collected at his pink tip.

A low groan rose in his throat, as he closed his eyes. Shaky hands stroking up his lengthy cock. So slowly.

And all he can imagine was you.

He wanted you so badly that it ached, his cock in his grip was almost hot to touch, pulsating with need.

He wanted— no, he needed you. He needed you trembling under him, eager to fill all of your holes, he wanted you pleading for him, he wanted to sheath himself inside of you, as he told you how much he loved you.

He wanted to fill you to the brim, not stopping until he made sure that you were stuffed with his cum, not stopping until he made sure he painted your velvety walls white.

He fisted his cock feverishly at his thoughts, so roughly that his knuckles turned white. But he didn't care, pictures of you etched into his brain were enough to get him over the edge.

Steve was sure he had never felt this way before, he felt out of his mind, hooked on you. You were like a drug he couldn't get enough of, and it was killing him.

He tried to keep his moans stifled—but it was so hard when his dirty mind was filled with X-rated images of you.

You with your mouth hung open, tongue sticking out as you begged to taste his cum, to feel his load shooting down your throat.

"Fuck—fucking slut." He let out before he could stop himself. Tugging harder at his abused cock. "Such—such a pretty baby for me, yea?" He praised envisioning you.

He didn't hesitate to grab his bedside picture when he felt himself closer to release. He examined the picture carefully, curses slipping past his lips. There you stood next to him, and there was Eddie.

His veins throbbed with rage at the sight of him, he knew it was wrong, so fucking wrong. But every inch of him resented Eddie for getting to have you.

His thumb was quick to cover Eddie's face, he gripped harder on the picture as he focused on you.

God, did you look pretty.

Your hands were wrapped around his waist as you leaned toward him, you looked so fucking happy.

You wore the smallest fucking skirt, and your tits were pressed up against your tiny top, and it was driving Steve crazy.

He stroked his cock harder and harder as he imagined you naked, squirming under him. "Please, Stevie." You mewled, the nickname clinging to his mind.

"Cum inside of me, Stevie. Please, baby... please—need your cum." He imagined you whimpering, batting your lashes at him as tears threatened to spill from those innocent eyes.

And Steve reveled in the thought, of having you begging for his cum, his desire to get you full of him, the visual of his cum leaking out of your cunt pulled a guttural groan out of him.

"Please, Stevie, wanna be filled with your load."

He tugged at his cock harder, the thought of you begging for him, the thought of you begging to be his flooded his mind. "'M gonna make you mine, honey." He promised.

"Shit—gonna fuck my load into you, yeah, baby?"

"Gonna make you my personal fuckin' cock sleeve." He cursed as he stroked harder, gripping the picture in his hand.

"Make you my fuckin' cum dump." He groaned, the desire to have you jolted every inch of him.

"'M yours, Stevie." He envisioned you mewling for him.

And that thought finally sent him over the edge, he spurted his warm cum all over the picture in his hand. Most of it spilling on your frame as he let out loud groans, not even able to hide or stifle them anymore.

He grunted as the last of his load dripped from his softened tip onto your lips and all over your face on the picture. He couldn't help the satisfied smile on his face as he admired it.

You looked so fucking gorgeous with his cum spurted all over your pretty little face.

"Stevie!" You called out for his name and Steve froze immediately.

He panicked and covered himself up as soon as you knocked on the door.

Did you fucking hear him?

Did you know about his disgusting thoughts?

"Y—yeah?" He replied, voice filled with shame.

Thankfully, you didn't open the door as you just yelled. "Dinner is ready!" He heaved a sigh of relief quickly.

You were going to be the death of him.

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coldheartd · 17 days

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# NORA HEADCANON ANSWERS ♡ !!

4 my bb @infrunami <333333

how did your muses meet ?

the unofficial meeting was at the garage while noa was working [ insert handshake gif here ] but i don't rlly like to count that because zara was there and it was awkward so i say it was the night at the bar that's like where they really truly met .

how long have your muses known each other ?

i wanna say 3 - 4 years in total ? they rlly dated and got married within six months and moved quickly and i rmbr cora mentioning their 2 year wedding anniversary in the groupchat so correct me if i'm wrong on this one

have your muses ever traveled together ?

they don't go anywhere without each other, so yeah, they have traveled the world together.

what was the last place your muses went to together ?

coachella baby

what was the last movie your muses watched together ?

we beam so much i cannot remember the last movie they watched but currently they're watching the great north, survivor, loot, abbott, and modern family.

do your muses have playlists made for each other ?

absolutely yes ... and even if they're not directly made for each other they still put each other as pics on their cover pictures bc they're so cute n corny like that

what was the last gift your muses got for each other ?

noa just got cora a million skirts ... but i feel like he spoils her so much there's never not a day where there's a gift coming in for either one of them.

do your muses have a ' place ' thats just for the two of them ?

their closet which is decked out with a giant bean bag bed and some stuff for their anxiety, they go in there when it gets really bad or they need a break from the world. i would also say their conversation pit is for them but other ppl use that when they're over so it's not ... theirs ... yk JFJDSJDSJ

do your muses want children ?

depending on where we are in their verse yes and no. cora is the no but noa is the yes ... but if we're advanced in it then yes absolutely they have 3 🥺 aifa, nohea jr, and kalon.

do your muses want to get married ?

ummmm considering they got married overnight i'd say confidently, yes.

do your muses have any pets together ?

holy fuck what pets don't they have together ... four dogs: guava [ the first born ], pearl, shampoo and sophie. one cat named calcifer. and one rabbit named strawberry shortcake, cake for short. and noa is trying to bring home a pygmy goat.

what do your muses do for fun together ?

many things ... but the top one that i know is they're always in each others company so it's laying in a patch of sun like cats and reading or snuggling tgt

did your muses take eachothers virginity ?

no and cora is still pissed about it to this day ... [ the "I WISH I WAS BORN EARLIER" ailment she had in that one thread one time JFJDSJDS ]

when did your muses realize they had fallen for each other ?

sigh ... as cliche as it is noa fell in love with cora the same night they had the bar interaction [ which is when she did too <3 ] and realized she listened to him and had genuine questions and reactions to his drunken stories but ALSO i like to think the i love you's were solidified the night she left him after 15 times ... iykyk

which one of your muses is more affectionate ?

both equally affectionate but i think cora has to initiate bc noa hates being touched like when it's not cora anyway so yea but noa is ... handsy if we're talking that so maybe just equally affectionate yea

who's most likely to apologize first after an argument ?

noa joseph auva'a

what was your muses first impressions of each other ?

they hated each other at first omfg literally if anyone read their first thread you would be like ... how are they like THIS now but yea they did not like each other at all

what is one word that would describe your muses relationship ?

strong 🥺

do your muses have a ' song ' thats just for them ?

for me it'll always be crazy by hope tala like i just associate it with them forever

what is your muse's sex life like ? how frequent ? what are they into ?

not to be insane on main but if there's not a day where nora are not fucking then you need to call an ambulance and send noa to the ER because he's either sick or dying bc he is the horniest motherfucker i have ever met and written IKFJSDJKFKJDS but have u seen his wife idt u can blame him ... also idc bdsm LIKE LETS TALK ABOUT IT CORA U LIKE TO BE TIED UP N STUFF ALRIGHT

#main verse obvi #ugh my fucking babies #was just bored so i wanted to do this for us JFJDSJDJS #GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUUCHFHJDSJKDFS #⠀ ♡ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ⠀⠀⠀ ›› ⠀⠀⠀ noa ⠀ & ⠀ cora ⠀.

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