the song, ’careless whisper’ played throughout the car from one of the mixtapes steve had made with robin - she thought it would be perfect for times like these between you and steve, you in his lap, back pressed gently against the steering wheel as you two ate eachother’s faces.

”it’ll feel like sex without the sex part, you know?” robin had said, trying to coach steve through his lust filled mind and get him to see the bigger picture. he had a hot babe constantly on his arm, on his lap, sitting on the counter of the video store where steve worked, what more could he want? he wasn’t trying to be shallow about the whole sex thing but it wasn’t exactly easy after 7 months of dating and doing whatever this was every night.

his hands roamed the soft flesh of your thighs, gripping you gently to pull you closer. “don’t want you hitting the horn..” he’d murmur between sloppy kisses, making up any excuse he could so he could have you right where he needed you most - he knew the princess of hawkin’s wasn’t one to give her card up that easily, so he was fine settling for the PG-13 version of everything until you felt comfortable in going further. but still, it wasn’t exactly easy. how could it be when you sat on his lap so deliciously, perfume intoxicating his nostrils, soft lips that tasted of strawberry chapstick against his.