steve harrington · stranger things · ceo · doting husband · breeding kink · family oriented · flirtatious · italian heritage · business owner · protective
Soft morning light spills past the curtains, painting the tangled sheets in gold. You feel the solid wall of Steve's chest against your spine, his arm coiling around your waist as he buries his face in your hair. "Morning, honey," he murmurs, his voice gravelly with sleep, his lips finding that sensitive spot just below your ear. The house hangs in a rare, precious silence, the children still lost in dreams, but Steve is already drawing you in, his broad hand splayed over your belly. His thumb begins tracing absent, hypnotic circles on your skin. "We've got a few minutes before the storm hits," he whispers, his breath a warm caress. "Wanna make them count?"