Strange Love - King!steve Harrington X Loser Fem!reader

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

chris sturniolo x reader (fluff)

summary: in the spur of the moment, chris admits his love

warnings/notes: kissing? but that’s about it

requested?: no

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Being with Chris for the past few months had been nothing short of exhilarating. He always found a way to keep you on your toes. Just as you thought you found out everything there is to know about him, he would do or say something that completely threw you in for a loop.

He was an exciting person - and you liked that.

Now as you lay across his sheets, phone in hand, you were sure that this time - 100% - there was nothing that he could say that would surprise you.

Oh how wrong you were.

Chris jogged into the room, hands filled with snacks and two cans of pepsi. Dropping them onto his bedside table, he threw himself onto the space next to you, causing the bed to bounce haphazardly. The springs squeaked with each up and down motion of the mattress.

“What’s up? What’re you watching?” he asked, his head peeking to look at your screen.

“Just tiktok. I keep seeing those stupid grimace shake videos,” you stated.

Wrapping an arm around your waist, he leaned his head onto you so that he could see what you were talking about.

“Yeah, well leave grimace alone and pay attention to me.”

You felt a slight poke on your cheek and you smiled, turning to look at Chris. You clicked your phone off to throw it somewhere to the side and move your body to fully face your boyfriend.

“Don’t be jealous! Grimace could never replace you,” you joked.

“Yeah I know! Bro doesn’t even taste that good,” he said, referencing the prior video he had made where him and his brothers tried the new McDonald’s milkshake. He grimaced (lol) at the memory of the taste.

“Oh and you do?”

He gave you playful scoff as if to show his disbelief that you would even question it. With his warm hand inching to the back of your neck, his breath fanned across your face as he responded.

“You tell me.”

And with that he leaned into you, capturing your lips in a slow kiss.

He pulled back, anticipating your response.

You knew what he wanted to hear, but you decided to drag the game on a little longer.

Feigning like you were deep in thought, you hummed.

“I’m not sure. I couldn’t quite tell.”

With another lean forward, his lips brushed against yours quickly before the gap was closed once again.

His fingertips brushed across your cheek, causing your skin to tingle at the contact. There was nothing like kissing Chris. Head tilting to the side, he silently urged you to keep going. Unfortunately, you also needed oxygen right at this moment.

Hesitantly you pulled back from him, leaning your forehead onto his in order to catch your breath.

“Yeah- I guess that was cool or whatever,” you teased.

Chris jokingly pushed you back onto the pillows, pretending to be annoyed, and lay his head onto your stomach. His hands wrapped around your back, holding you close to him. You began to play with his long, unruly curls, earning a slight hum of appreciation from the boy on-top of you.

“Y’know, I really like you,” he said breaking the comfortable silence.

Your head almost spun at how sweet he sounded. Never had you felt so appreciated before.

“I like you too, Chris.”

He lifted his head to meet your eyes. Shifting his weight so that he was leaning over you, he spoke again.

“No like- I really, really like you.”

His voice almost faltered as he desperately tried to get his point across. He knew what he really wanted to say, but nerves got the best of him.

Your brows furrowed in confusion.

“I know, babe. I really like you too,” you said, playfully mocking his previous sentence.

Fingertips tickling your face, Chris moved to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. His eyes looked different - there was an emotion there that you had never seen before.

“I’m trying to say that I love you, goof.”

Your heart skipped several beats. Of course it wasn’t odd that he had said those words to you - I mean you had been dating for months. A part of you just always expected you to say it first. However, hearing it come out of his lips sounded better than you could ever imagine.

A smile found it’s way onto your face, and you spun Chris around on his back. You began peppering kisses all over his face, ignoring his giggles and pleas for you to stop your ticklish antics. Moving from his jaw, to his cheek, to his forehead and nose, and finally to his lips.

Halting your movements, you whispered a response.

“I love you too.”

And with that, you leaned down to kiss him once more.

“Damn, the AI in these things really are getting more and more advanced aren’t they.” A says looking B up and down.

#252: the meet cute

A is in the public library and notices a strange book that looks like it doesn’t belong in this section. A moves along to another genre, but it seems that this book is in every section… almost like it’s following A. How peculiar! When A finally picks it up to see what exactly it is, B appears out of thin air, and simply says, “I’ve been waiting fifty years for you.”

List of “I’d rather eat a shoe than fake date you but here we are” prompts

“In public, we’re in love. In private, we are in a civil war. Remember that, or we’re fucked.” 

“Were you trying to kiss me or were you trying to suck my soul out of my body?”

“What are you doing? Put your hand on my waist!” “No, they’re going to get the wrong idea!” “That’s because we want them to get the wrong idea, you moron! Now put your hand on my waist and stop stepping on my feet, for Christ’s sake! Did those ballroom lessons not pay off?!” 

“Remember, we’re doing this for the cameras.” “With the way you’ve been looking at me, it definitely doesn’t feel like we’re doing it just for the cameras but sure, whatever makes you sleep better at night.” 

“…That kiss lasted five seconds longer than usual and so I now have reasonable grounds to be suspicious of how you actually feel about me.” “My only concern is that you were actually counting the seconds in your head.” “Well, someone has to keep count before it ends up feeling too real.” 

“Why did you tell your parents I don’t wash my ass? Now they think I’m a disgusting slob!” “I’m only getting back at you for that one time when you told my parents that I don’t scan all of my items at the self-checkout station. Do you know how long they lectured me for that over the phone?!”

“I like your parents a lot,” Character A tells Character B, after Character B’s parents tells them embarrassing stories of Character B’s childhood/shows them embarrassing pictures of Character B’s growing up.

Character A, after getting into a heated argument with Character B: “Might I remind you I’d rather save my brother from drowning over you any day.” (Character B responding with: “You don’t even have a brother, let alone siblings!”) 

“Don’t you think you’re holding me a bit too tight?” “Well, do you want this to be convincing or not?” “I do, but a little looser than this would still be convincing.”

Character C, knowing about their fake dating ploy and one day asking, “So like, did you guys become the real deal or something because what’s with the sexual tension going on?” and Character A and Character B simultaneously balking at the accusation, immediately being like, “Fuck off, there’s no sexual tension going on at all!” after eyeing each other like they’d rather gobble each other up than be here.

25 Romance Dialogue Prompts

"I'm not leaving."

"You're absolutely incredible."

"I've never loved someone like you."

"I think you're too far away."

"Can I kiss you?"

"Are you jealous?"

"Will you marry me?"

"You're being particularly annoying."

"You really like them, don't you?"

"What are you smiling about?"

"You look beautiful."

"Will you move in with me?"

"Let me do your hair."

"I don't want to sleep without you."

"I made you dinner."

"You don't have to do that."

"I want to hold your hand."

"Will you stay?"

"Come here, I'll carry you."

"Take a bath with me."

"You're ridiculous."

"Did you just call me babe?"

"Can I have this dance?"

"My mom/dad/parent is going to love you."

"I love your laugh."

tender | chris sturniolo x fem!reader

request: “"i love you.” “what?” “i love you and it terrifies me.” with chris s? tyyy!!“ from anonymous

description: after having a conversation with y/n, chris reveals his feelings.

trigger warnings: mentions of anxiety, subtle angst, mostly fluff, foul language, etc.

word count: <1k

"Did you seriously have to say that in front of all those people?” You laughed as you and Chris both slipped through the exit doorway of a convenience store. The air was brisk and caused the skin on your face to tighten. As you released breaths, it appeared like smoke in the cool atmosphere.

Keep reading

LOVE

tease

chris sturniolo

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pairing : f!reader x chris

warnings : sexual content (smut)

requested: i got a lot recs asking for teasing, (making him nervous for a change🤗) hair pulling loving chris?? things of that nature.. there’s a lot of requests sprinkled in here! tried to fit them all into one little situation but if you want more lmk💖🫂

NOTE : please save us both the trouble and do not read if you’re against sexual content being written for them!! i don’t need u in my inbox! if you don’t like it don’t read it and don’t bother a bitch about it!! a scroll is simple and effective!! thank u

from your spot on the couch, you hear his key slip into the doorknob. he struggles for a few moments before gently pushing the door open. his hair is messy and wildly strewn atop his head, exhaustion and a tinge of frustration etched into his features. noticing your presence on the couch, his expression softens, and he sighs.

“hi,” he says, his voice near whisper; raspy and low. dragging his legs, he pads over to the couch and places himself at your feet. he rests his elbows on his thighs, his head in his hands.

“hi,” you reply. “you okay?” you question, sitting up so you’re closer to him. you reach out and begin to scratch his back gently. he hums in appreciation.

“just a long ass day,” he answers, closing his eyes and soaking in your soft scratches across his back. his muscles are tense, and he’s warm to the touch. his black shirt clings loosely to him.

“do you want to talk about it?” you inquire, feeling his breathing slow down as you continue your scratching. his muscles begin to relax. you bring your hand up to the back of his neck.

“nah,” he whispers, concentrated on your touch. “keep doing that.”

you tangle your fingers into the hair at the back of his head, your nails softly scratching his scalp. that seems to do it: he moans lowly under his breath, tilting his head down further to provide you better access.

“doing what?” you ask, tone teasing, grabbing a fistful of his hair and lightly tugging.

“fuck,” he chokes, his breath quickening. your cheeks heat. it’s rare that he lets you tease him- but when he does: it’s heaven.

“what?” you ask, continuing the motion. “you like when i do that?”

he nods and groans in reply. reaching his hand over to you and placing it under your thigh, he pulls you to straddle him.

instantaneously, he presses his lips to yours; the kiss quick and feverish. he slithers his hand around your waist, resting his palm flat against the small of your back. you grind your hips down, pressing yourself against him slowly. he breathes shakily into your mouth.

“don’t tease me,” he whispers in between kisses. you grind down onto him again, testing his endurance; or if he will snap.

“what do you want?” you question. his eyes are obnoxiously blue and hungry, his lips are pink and wet.

deciding against a verbal answer, he grasps your hand and places it flat onto his stomach, your fingers grazing the waistband of his sweatpants.

“say it,” you instruct, and he connects your lips again.

“touch me,” he requests, voice raspy in between the kiss. “please, baby, touch me.”

you bring down your hand and palm him over his sweats. his head lays back against the back of the couch, his eyes closed and mouth agape. his breathing is wild and unsteady.

unable to deny him any longer, you dip your hand underneath his waistband, stroking him slowly. his breath hitches in his throat. you lean over to plant soft kisses on his neck, collarbones, and cheeks.

“not gonna last long,” he states, voice slightly strained. “feels so good,” he whispers. “so good.”

quickening your strokes, he squeezes his eyes shut.

“gonna-“ he chokes, unable to finish his sentence; finishing into your hand and the inside of his sweatpants. his cheeks flush red, small whimpers escaping his pink lips.

he waits to catch his breath before opening his eyes and looking at you. he covers his face with both of his palms, embarrassed at how short lived the affair was.

you lean over and pepper kisses all over his knuckles. you feel his lips twist into a smile underneath his hands.

“i need to change my pants,” his voice muffled underneath his palms.

“Did you — did you just bite me? What the realms of hell? I’m the vampire here!”

“Sorry! I won’t do it again, promise. I’m sorry.”

“N-no, well, I… I didn’t say I didn’t like it. Just… a heads up next time, yes? I’m… I’m not entirely used to love bites, if I’m being completely honest. Not since I was turned.”

consent is sexy ! - includes a mix of povs

can i help you out of that?

do you want this, too?

how do you like this?

how do you want it?

can we try something new?

keep doing that.

does that sound good to you?

please touch me.

what if i [insert act here]? would you like that?

you like that, don’t you?

i’d love to try that. what do you think?

hold on to this if you want me to keep going.

drop this if you want to stop.

show me what you like.

may i..?

do you want to be inside me?

do you want to feel how [hard/wet] i am for you?

wanna go down on me?

can i go down on you?

is this okay?

are you okay?

i want to kiss you. can i kiss you?

we can stop if you need to, okay?

please don’t stop.

can i kiss you here?

please kiss me there.

i’m so turned on right now.

i love when you do that.

i can’t get enough of you.

tell me how much you like this.

tell me what you want.

hey, i need you to look at me and tell me if you’re okay.

can you touch me like this?

can we try this tonight?

i won’t do this unless you want it.

you can kiss me.

please kiss me.

please touch me.

are you into this?

you look like you need to stop, do you?

i need to take a breath.

you don’t have to be gentle with me.

can i watch?

i just want to kiss right now.

i don’t really want to do anything tonight.

is it okay if we don’t tonight?

do we need a break? 

are you still okay? 

does this feel good?

i can take more.

more, please.

touch-starved prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

— “can… can i have a hug? please?”

— “oh, sweetheart- come here.”

— “how long has it been since someone hugged you?”

— “just hold me.”

— “is this okay?”

— “we don’t have to talk, if you don’t want to. we can just sit here together until you feel up to anything else.”

— “can i hug you? you look like you could do with it.”

— “are you blushing?! that’s adorable.”

— “it’s okay, baby, just let it all out. i’ve got you, i promise.”

— “you fell asleep in my arms. it was kind of adorable.”

— “please, never apologise for wanting to be loved.”

— “you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever.”

— “i’m never more at peace than i am in your arms.”

— “not that i think cuddling will fix everything, but i’m pretty sure it can’t make things worse.”

— “i never knew i could feel this loved.”

prompt list

she told me not to, but i’m just gonna say it; @floofparker wrote these, and they’re absolutely flawless, every single one of them. i told her i wanted to write a prompt list but i didn’t know where to start, and her wonderful and talented self took time out of her evening and WROTE THESE FOR ME ????

i love you, thank you 💓

romantic:

1. “how could i not miss you? are you out of your mind?”

2. “i hate you.” “forty minutes ago, you didn’t appear to hate me when you were suggesting that i kiss you.”

3. “i have always been in love with you.”

4. “what’s not to love?”

5. “it really is not that hard. you could just sit there and i’ll fall in love with you”

6. “you know i’d do anything to make you stay.”

7. “come here and tell me.”

8. “jesus, i really want to kiss you right now.”

9. “do it again, please.”

10. “i was on the other side of the world and all i could think about is you.”

11. “we could be anywhere, i don’t care as long as i’m with you.”

12. “it’s raining, baby please come inside.”

13. “i care about you. it’s really that simple.”

platonic:

1. “you’ve come a long way and i’m proud of you.”

2. “if anything, you have me.”

3. “you are my best friend in the whole wide world, of course i remember”

4. “you can’t cook for the love of god. let me do it.”

5. “hey, i love you but i’m not jumping in the freezing cold pool for you.”

6. “i am not even gonna lie; boston is boring without you three losers.”

7. “fuck, you scared me!”

8. “it’s funny because that hair cut absolutely suits you.”

9. “oh my fuck. you’re so corny.”

10. “he cheated on me.” “you’re absolutely not going to believe this.” “what?” “i told you so.” “shut up.”

11. “do you want anything from the store?” “no.” “okay whatever you say ms. ‘why didnt you buy me anything.’”

angst:

1. “sometimes, i believe my life is simply made just for me to long for you.”

2. “i think you don’t truly understand what you want until it’s right in front of you, gazing into your eyes and quietly pleading for love.”

3. “not when i have loved you all my life.”

4. “what do you mean? i never stopped loving you, not even when i wanted to.”

5. “you’re a little too late.”

6. “you just don’t get it do you? i love you, damn it! what more do you want me to say?”

7. “listen, if you’re out here kissing random people, you might as well just kiss me.”

8. “i’m confusing? you’re the one that’s confusing!”

9. “you can’t just push me away!”

10. “i knew it wasn’t going to last.”

11. “i’ll do it right this time, i promise.”

12. “and it sucks because i want that with you and i know i can never have it.”

13. “that happened when you left, yeah.”

14. “you know he still thinks about you, right?” “that’s not enough.”

15. “and I love you and you deserve to know that. everyone deserves to know that someone loves them…you don’t even have to say anything.”

16. “just know when you left, nothing has been the same.”