[for maeve, early september]

[haplesshairpile]

Steve knows that not telling Maeve that he's starting classes at the community college is a calculated risk, but he had his reasons, and he thinks that those reasons were worth it, even if she does end up being mad at him. Maybe she won't, maybe she'll understand. He thinks she will, but he also just assumes that he's gonna screw something up.

He hadn't wanted to overwhelm himself right off the bat, and he still has his job at Phoenix to consider, so he signed up for two classes. Now that he's gone to them both and hasn't decided that he's going to quit in shame, he decides that it's time to tell the girl that he's been keeping it from.

On the way to Maeve's place, he stops to get her favorite cookie from a bakery she likes, and then makes another stop to get her coffee. It's not unusual for Steve to bring her treats, which he usually does just because he wants to make her smile, but this time he definitely wants to butter her up a bit.

Thankfully she's home alone, which Steve knows because her roommate was sucking face on the couch with his roommate when he left. Sometimes he thinks that he should bring up the idea of Steve and Rue just switching, but now it feels a little too soon after the Baby Incident.

Once he's outside her door, he takes a deep breath and tilts his head back for a minute, staring at the ceiling like he's saying a silent prayer, and then rolls his shoulders before reaching out to knock on the door.

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[haplesshairpile]

"Yeah, I do. As long as you do," Steve pants out, and maybe it sounds like a line, but he means it. If she didn't like it, there would be no appeal in it for him. Thankfully, that doesn't seem to be the case. "But you feel really fucking good, Maeve, God."

Please, she says in a breathy, pleading voice, and Steve's hips stutter as he groans, nodding as he presses a kiss to her mouth. Carefully, he eases two fingers inside of her cunt, pulling back a little to look at her face, looking almost awed when he realizes that he can feel his cock inside of her.

"How's this feel?" Steve asks, genuinely curious as he rolls his hips, fucking her with his cock and his fingers in tandem, searching out her g-spot and pressing in hard. "Fuck, this is so hot."

[complexfemalecharacter]

"Oh fuck," she gasps and that should be enough of an answer for Steve. Her whole body feels drawn tight, her muscles burning with heat in a way she's never experienced before. Sex with Steve is always pretty amazing, but there's something about this that's next level. It's not necessarily better, it's just different.

"You're everywhere," she says, because that's how it feels. Those are the only words she can find to describe it, the sensation of Steve being inside of her from multiple points.

Already her body is riding the wave of her orgasm, not quite there, not yet, but so close.

[haplesshairpile]

"Fuck," Steve echoes, staring down at Maeve. A bead of sweat rolls down his nose, wobbling at the tip of it for a moment before falling to land on Maeve's shoulder. This is so intense-- not just the pleasure of being inside of her like this, but also at the trust she obviously has in him. It means so much to him, and really drives the point home that sex is so much better when feelings are involved.

He would have laughed if someone had told him that a few years ago, but he knows better now.

"You look so fucking good," Steve tells her, watching as her tits heave with each deep breath. He moves a little faster, still careful, keeping his fingertips pressed against her g-spot as his cock moves in and out of her. "I wonder how many times I can make you come. Fuck, babe, I wanna wear you out."