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You look up over your book at Steve, who’s seated right across from you. He’s helping you do some research for a paper you’re writing in school, which you insisted he didn’t have to do but because Steve is Steve, he’s helping anyway. And he looks really hot while doing it…
He’s biting the cap of his highlighter as his eyes scan over the pages. Occasionally, he’ll tuck the highlighter on his ear and scribble down a quick note. One piece of his Hawkins-renowned hair hangs down and the slight imperfection makes him look even sexier–
“Steve?”
He looks up from his book, offering you a small smile.
“Yeah?”
“Will you, uh…”
Your teeth sink into your bottom lip.
“Will you help me find a book real quick?”
Oh, he knows that look. That little glimmer in your eyes, the way your pupils are dilating ever so slightly…
A small, barely-there smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth and he nods, tucking the highlighter between pages to keep his spot in the textbook. You get up and lead him to one of the back bookshelves, stepping into the small space between them.
You’re on him instantly, pushing him gently against one of the shelves as you kiss him hungrily. He chuckles against your lips, hands moving down to squeeze your hips and hold you flush against him.
He hums when your lips travel down, kissing and nipping at his jawbone first, then continuing their downward journey to attack his throat. His head tips back, a shaky sigh leaving his lips at the sensations you’re creating for him.
“Shit…” he whispers, taking a bit of a tighter grip on your hips. “You’re killing me, angel.”
You smile, looking up at him.
“You just look so sexy doing research…I just can’t help myself around you, Harrington.”
When your lips latch onto the side of his neck, sucking gently, he shudders and pushes you back for a second. He looks down at you with darkened eyes, pupils blown wide with lust.
“Babe, there are people around…a-and I gotta go to work tomorrow…”
“Mmm. But I want everyone to know who you belong to,” you hum, sucking at his neck again. “Want all those girls who come into the store to know that you’re a taken man.”
His hips push forward ever so slightly, grinding against your stomach.
“How can I say no when you talk to me like that, huh?” he asks, chuckling quietly. “You’ve got me up against a wall here…literally.”
You laugh softly, shaking your head. Your lips suck a mark into his neck, then another, and another. Steve’s sighing and letting out shaky grunts as your lips work their magic on his skin.
Little red marks pepper his neck once you pull away and you smirk as you look at them. Steve’s cheeks are flushed pink and he sheepishly looks down at his feet, humming quietly. His hands are still massaging your hips and he pulls you close again, kissing you deeply.
“Mm,” he hums. “You know Robin’s gonna tease the shit out of me tomorrow morning when I walk in with hickeys all over my neck, right?”
“Yup,” you say, smiling up at him. “I’m fully aware of that.”
He rolls his eyes, shaking his head as he chuckles.
“You’re a meanie.”
“Mmhmm. The meanest. But you love it.”
Steve smiles down at you, nudging his nose against yours.
“I do.”