sub!steven is literally all I can think ab rn😩
warning: dom/sub dynamic
Steven sits at the edge of his bed in only his boxers. His hands rest in his lap, covering the evident tent in his boxers.
You waltz over to him and straddle his lap, arms locking behind his neck, "You're such a good boy for me, hmm? Doing exactly what I tell you?"
He gulps, "Y-Yes, ma'am. I'm your good boy," he glances at your lace clad chest and you grab his chin, making him look back up.
"You look at me when I talk to you. Understand."
He groans out, "Yes, ma'am again." the pressure of your body on his lap is riling him up even more. He begins to wiggle under you, trying to gain more friction.
You push him onto his back, and he falls onto the bed, "Did I say you could move, Stevie, baby?"
"N-No. I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm sorry."
You tsk and climb off his lap, "And I thought you were my good boy."
"I am! I am! Please. I'm sorry!"
You lay beside him, arm propping up your head as your fingers barely graze his clothed cock, "Mmmm. I like hearing you beg. Do it some more."
(ahahahahahahah...fuck.)