Shivers

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/39930300.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/M
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Relationship: Steve Harrington/Maxine "Max" Mayfield
Character: Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Steve Harrington, The Party (Stranger Things)
Additional Tags: First Time, Porn with Feelings, Age Difference
Stats: Published: 2022-06-27 Completed: 2022-06-28 Chapters: 2/2 Words:
3154

Shivers
by nataliaromanovabarnes

Summary

He said, looking eagerly at the redhead's response, "I would kiss you."

"You're only saying that to cheer me up," Max answered while snorting.

"No, I'm saying that because it's all I've been thinking since I saw you today." Steve
admitted, his pulse pounding frantically for fear of ruining the friendship he so dearly
valued.
 all I've been thinking

Returning to Hawkins brought a sense of nostalgia since, despite the fact that her darkest fears
were realized there, she also made some of the most significant life connections there. Looking at
Dustin's home, Max parked the car on the other side of the street. It was funny how in two years so
many things could change. She knew she wasn't the same girl who left Hawkins to follow her
dreams in California.

Max had a completely different perspective on reality while attending university. The continual
struggle for survival had prevented her from learning things about herself, but now she could see
the world through her own lens. She was anxious to catch up with her friends. She missed them
terribly, but she also had a peculiar feeling that nothing was the same as it had been, that they were
no longer children, and that the distance would keep them apart. A continual reminder that she was
still welcome to the party was Dustin's birthday invitation, which was laying on the passenger seat.

Max inhaled deeply and looked back at her face in the rearview mirror. She had only a reddish
gloss and some mascara on. Her red hair was left loose. Opening the door, she exited the car while
gazing at her reflection on the window. Her style remained the same: black leather jacket, white T-
shirt, and jeans. She crossed the street while holding the gift, a limited edition Spider-Man comic.

Steve opened the door before she could ring the bell. He appeared to be going to fetch something,
but as soon as his eyes caught sight of the redhead, he forgot what he was about to do.

"I'm happy you're here, Max. Dustin was concerned that your letter might have been misplaced."
He spoke while grinning and hugged her.

The delicate manner Steve held the redhead's body allowed her to release the stress for a few
seconds.

"I'm only going to fetch a few things from the car, so feel free to enter." Harrington said, opening
the way for her.

Max stepped inside the Henderson home after taking a big breath. She immediately recognized
Eleven, and her friend sprinted over to greet her.

"How are you? We haven't seen one another in a while." Eleven stated while hugging. "Dustin is in
the kitchen. They had not been apart since Suzie's unexpected visit."

After chatting, the redhead moved toward the kitchen, where she saw Will. They spoke briefly,
sharing their joy about returning to town and discussing their different colleges.

"See if the birthday guy isn't the one!" Before giving the gift, Max grinned and made a comment.

"Thank you, I'm grateful you arrived on time." As he spoke, Dustin left the gift next to the pile.
"Mike thinked sent the wrong invitation."

They engaged in conversation for a while. Henderson was quite happy about the new opportunities
the college was giving him, including the cutting-edge labs and the proximity of his dorm room to
the arcade.

They left the conversation slowly after that. Robin handed Max a drink, a mixture of orange juice
and tonic water. Although it had a strange flavor, she discovered she didn't mind. She felt more
alone as she moved deeper into the crowded room. She had no idea who any of the several people
were.

"Hi, Max!" She turned to face him when Lucas yelled, her blue eyes fixed on the stunning blonde
girl in his arms. "This is my girlfriend Anna. We are in the same class."

'Lovely to meet you." With a forced smile, the redhead spoke. Not because of her previous
relationship with Lucas, but rather since they didn't even talk much and she didn't know the most
basic details about his life, the situation was unpleasant.

Fortunately, Lucas didn't linger over introductions; after a few words, he went to the kitchen to
grab more drinks, leaving Max alone once more. Although she considered speaking with Eleven,
she seemed to be preoccupied with chatting to Mike. Will, who was laughing loudly with a boy she
didn't know, also seemed to be busy.

"How's the party going?" Steve questioned while raising a bottle. “Dustin had many pals in
college, so there are more people there than I had expected.”

Max nodded. Her hopes of meeting her friends again had been dashed by the fact that each had a
different interest. She made an effort to dismiss it, claiming that it wasn't their fault that they had
happy relationships, but she knew in her heart that it was envy because she didn't have somebody
to cuddle up to at night and do all the clichéd actions.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Her state of trance was broken when Steve made a proposal.

"Nothing, just strange to be back," While taking a sip from her drink, Max spoke up. "Even though
everything appears to be the same, I know it's not. I've changed." The redhead's voice was
gradually getting softer, and she noticed an odd sensation in her throat.

Harrington put his bottle down on the coffee table and offered, "Let's go for a walk."

She questioned, "What?"

He pulled his car key out of his pocket and said, "I forgot Henderson's present at home. What are
you waiting?"

"Wait, you want me to join you?" Max asked, confused.

"The present is heavy."

When Steve opened the door, he shrugged. He was followed by the redhead. After all, she had no
desire to continue in the party.

The ride to the Harrington property was smooth. The most requested songs were being aired on the
radio station. Max couldn't help but think of Billy when "Rock you like a Hurricane" began. It was
one of his favorites. Her biggest concern with returning to Hawkins was having to relive the
traumas that still plagued her, but Steve somehow managed to make the depressing situation
humorous when he began singing out of tune and made the redhead giggle at his performance.

"Do you want anything to drink?' Harrington let her to in after asking.

Max saw him open the refrigerator and get a bottle of water while she nodded her head in denial.

"Where is the gift?" There was no package in the room, so she inquired.

He answered without trying to sound honest, "Oh, now I remember I delivered it this morning."
"Why did you bring me here, then?" Max questioned with her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.

Steve sighed, "You seemed uncomfortable at the party," feeling a little self-conscious about his
attitude. "Sorry, I shouldn't have drawn assumptions from the circumstances so quickly."
"It's alright, I don't feel like I belong there. " Harrington gestured to the coat rack as she stated
while removing her leather jacket.

"So, what will we do now?" Following him into the living room, Max enquired.

"What about telling me how you're feeling to start?" She raised an eyebrow in curiosity as he made
a suggestion.

"I saw your exchange with Lucas. Reuniting the ex with the current one is a little strange." Steve
remarked, remembering his own awkward experience with Nancy and Jonathan.
"I'm done with our split. I guess it's just strange to be stranded in one location while everyone else
moves on." While fiddling with the rip in her jeans, the redhead admitted.

"So, no sweethearts from college?" She partially smiled in response to Harrington's jest.

"I'm not the popular, attractive type." With a smirk on her face, she responded. "Nobody seems to
be interested in me, really."

"I fail to see why not. You're such a sweet, enjoyable girl."

Max replied groggily, gesturing at her figure, "Please, Steve, look at me. Who would like to be
with me?"

Steve remained silent.

"Would you kiss me?" The anxious redhead enquired. She didn't want to admit her insecurities, but
the fact that she hadn't dated after two years of university troubled her. There had been a few errant
kisses at parties, but nothing more.

"I shouldn't have asked that, forget it. It was foolish." After embarrassing herself in front of Steve,
Max got up and spoke, not wanting to face him. Her hands were fumbling for her jacket as she
drew near the door.

He said, looking eagerly at the redhead's response, "I would kiss you."

"You're only saying that to cheer me up," Max answered while snorting.

"No, I'm saying that because it's all I've been thinking since I saw you today." Steve admitted, his
pulse pounding frantically for fear of ruining the friendship he so dearly valued.

"Really?" Max was surprised. The fact that Steve Harrington, the popular boy and the boyfriend
material, mentioned wanting to kiss her made her nervous.

"Yes," The redhead demanded, "Then kiss me," her heart thumping loudly against her chest.

Steve gave her a brief moment of attention as he searched for any indication of discomfort.

He took a few steps and stood face to face.

"Are you certain?" She looked into his eyes as he inquired, his hand holding her chin.

Max nodded in agreement and closed her eyes as she watched him lean closer.
Their lips became closer after Steve touched her cheek. The moment his warm, soft lips touched
hers, the redhead sighed. Max gently opened her mouth, letting his tongue enter. As they
intensified their kiss, she could feel the slight tickle of his breath on her nose and her fingers
gliding through his hair.

Their breathing continued even after they split apart. Steve seemed to have had trouble believing
what had just happened as he smiled slightly. Max grinned while still having his lips there as a
ghost.

"Can we kiss again?"

"Hey, you're beautiful," Steve spoke, pushing her arms away. "I'm having a hard time
processing such beauty."

Max chuckled and gave his shoulders a little tap.

"I mean it. Have you considered a career in modeling?" "I'd buy all the magazines," he
enquired while grinning.

Chapter Notes

See the end of the chapter for notes

Everything was moving swiftly. They staggered inside Steve's room, dropping their shoes in the
process. The kiss had them oblivious to everything around them as they concentrated solely on one
other and how they were feeling at the time. While Max breathed heavily from nervousness and
excitement, Harrington broke the kiss to shut the door. Her stomach churned.

He approached Max and put his hand on her waist while gazing at her.

"Do you want this?" Steve questioned.

After kissing him, Max pulls back to smile and mutter "yeah."

Steve closes the distance between them with a smile as he carries her to the bed without breaking
their kiss and shifts his hands to each side of her to support his weight. The hands of the redhead
went to his shoulders and into his hair. Harrington whimpered appreciation into her mouth,
encouraging her to focus more on his hair.
As he approaches her neck, she feel chills going down her spine with each kiss he gives. Her
fingers yanked at Steve's hair when he reached the sweet spot, causing him to whimper in her neck.

Max took advantage of the distraction, taking off her shirt and throwing it on the floor, Harrington
stared at her surprise, it was the first time he had seen her like this, the black bra highlighting the
freckles on her pale skin. Uncomfortable with his lack of attitude, the redhead crossed her arms.
He might have realized his mistake and given up.

"Hey, you're beautiful," Steve spoke, pushing her arms away. "I'm having a hard time processing
such beauty."

Max chuckled and gave his shoulders a little tap.

"I mean it. Have you considered a career in modeling?" "I'd buy all the magazines," he enquired
while grinning.

When Steve noticed the redhead watching him take off his shirt and her eyes wandered over his
body with lust, he grinned and nodded to her. Harrington reached his hands down to her waist and
gently squeezed her while she was standing in front of him, tiptoeing to bring their lips together.
"May I?" He asks, as his fingers reach for her bra.

Max nods, pulling her hair to the side, Steve unhooks her bra, sliding the straps off her shoulders
before pulling it off completely. He gives her neck a few kisses while observing her hardened
breasts.

"You're perfect." Steve murmurs, his gaze lost on the redhead's body, making him hard. "How
about we go to bed?" He suggests

Steve makes a point of leaving kisses along her thigh and calf, always reminding her how beautiful
she is, making her blush. His hands gently rub the soft skin of her thighs, a loving expression on his
face. Harrington assists the redhead in lying on the mattress with her legs toward the edge of the
bed, suggesting that perhaps standing in the middle might be more comfortable.

Max raises her legs, bending them at the knees, and Steve steps forward kneed in front of her. He
smiles apprehensively. Her body seems to explode beneath his touch as he moves in closer and
places his hands on her knee. With his eyes darting back and forth between them and the redhead's
flushed face, Harrington carefully widens her legs.

"I'd love to taste you, if you let me" As his palms make gentle circles on her flesh, he murmurs
nervously.

Not expecting him to speak such things aloud, Max's mouth opens and closes a few times.

"If you want to," She responds timidly.

"But do you want to?" Looking her in the eye, Steve insists, wanting to make sure it's what she
wants.

Max says in a murmur, "Yes," and that is enough for him to dive straight in.

Before turning to face the redhead, he licks her all over. Wanting to make sure she was enjoying it
as much as he was, Max smiles.
As he licks and kisses her heat, paying particular attention to her clit, Steve holds her thighs apart.
Max tells him breathlessly, "That's good," and she can feel the smile forming on his lips.

The redhead touches his hair with her hands and gently grabs it; this causes him to shiver in her
warmth, makes her wetter; Steve can see and taste this, which makes him harder.
Max's eyes roll back as he begins to suck hard on her clit, and just when she believes it can't get any
better; Steve puts a finger into her. He enjoys how tender she is. He groans as he imagines what it
would be like to be inside of her.

Harrington moves his finger back and forth as he inserts a further finger. The back of the redhead
curves. He pins her in place by wrapping his arm around her waist.

Max chuckled, her chest rising and falling, "Try fantastic. I'm still trembling."

Steve stares at her with concern, his smile falters. He holds her hands.

"If you don't want to, we don't have to do anything." The moment he starts, the redhead practically
melts from his kindness.

"Steve" She tells him to look at her and says. "I want to have sex with you."

The redhead notices Harrington's eyes searching for assurance and the twitch of his cock in her
thigh.

"There's just one problem" Max speaks, he stares at her worriedly. "I've never done this before"

For a short while, there was stillness as Steve processed the information, feeling bad for not having
asked anything and fearing he had put her under undue pressure.

"It's an important move, Max. Do you really want to take it now?" Harrington questioned. "This
moment should be special."

“You are special.” Max says, resting back on the mattress, her head clouded by insecurity.

Steve must have noticed because he gave her a kind smile.

As he kissed the top of her forehead, he murmured, "You are the brightest girl I have ever met. I'll
give it my all for you. If at any time you decide to stop, please let me know."

Harrington took a step back while grabbing a condom from the drawer and gently placing it while
ensuring everything was in order. He positioned himself above the redhead and hovered over her
while spreading the wetness on his tip.

"Are you sure?" Steve gives her a glance as he points to her entrance.

Max affirms, feeling him press his tip against her, "I am."

As Steve slowly makes his way inside, making sure she is comfortable before continuing, her
mouth opens and her eyelids flutter open. Steve then rests one hand on her thigh and the other on
his cock.

Harrington looks down to see himself disappearing inside her, Max digs his nail into his shoulder,
letting out a weak moan, tears welling up in her eyes.
Steve stopped, wiping her eyes.

"Shit, are you okay, did I hurt you?"

"It's a little sore" Max confessed, shyly.

"Do you want to stop?" Steve asked, concerned.

"No, just give me some time to get used to it."

"Are you sure? Because we can stop at any time, just tell me."

"Go on, Steve."

His eyes are closed as he presses his forehead against hers, waiting for her to adjust while he leans
down and places his hands on either side of her.

"You can move." Max said.

While gripping the redhead's hand and tying their fingers together with his own, Steve starts to
slowly push in and out while giving her a passionate kiss. For a few minutes, it hurt and felt
strange, but once Max relaxed and got accustomed to it, the pain changed into pleasure.

Max keeps repeating his name while Steve goes faster and harder. As he moves his hand down and
begins massaging her clit, she feels her toes curl up and leans her head back.
 Harrington can tell the redhead is close when he feels her squeeze him. Max's back arches, her eyes
close, her body tenses as she climaxes, her moans grow more breathless, she feels Steve writhe
inside her as he cums, and they both reach their climaxes at the same time.

Steve gives her a delicate kiss while Max puts her arms around him and smiles carelessly as he
rests his head on her shoulder to recover his breath. After a few minutes, he gently turns away, and
they both tremble as it ends. While the redhead struggled to keep her breathing under control,
Harrington gets out of bed and goes to throw away the condom.

Steve comes back into the room with a towel. Max shudders as he sits down next to her and gently
wipes her off; her body is still sensitive; he excuses himself and works slowly. Harrington then
rises from the bed once more and brings a T-shirt for her to wear. Max slips it on and gets into bed
with Steve, placing her head on his chest while making gentle circular motions with one hand and
intertwining the fingers with the other.

"Should we go back for Dustin's birthday?" Max murmured as she pondered the reason of her visit
to Hawkins.

"I believe he is too busy to realize we are missing."

They fell asleep snuggled up next to each other as Max grinned and hugged Steve's chest as he
softly held her.

Chapter End Notes

I've never written the first time of any couple, I'd my best, I hope it's okay ❤️

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