Author's note: I'm sorry, as usual. But don't worry guys, I'm not giving up on this fic.

Mike went upstairs to Nancy's room. He was happy that she was not around. Especially because if she were, she would have gone crazy because he came in without permission. He needed privacy to talk to El, so he called from Nancy's room. To be honest, Mike found it an injustice that Nancy had a phone in the room and he did not but what could he do?

Mike dialed the Byers house number and Joyce answered.

"Mrs. Byers, how are you?"

"Mike? I told you to call me Joyce."

"Right. Is ... has El already come back from the movies?"

"Not yet, but it's been a long time. She must be coming back already."

"Okay. When she arrives, can you ask her to call me, please?"

"Why don't you come here? She should be here by now. Is there any problem? I'm sure she'd love to talk to you in person!"

I'd love to, Mrs. Bye ... Joyce!" It was weird to call her that now that she was his mother-in-law. "But the boys are here. Will is here."

"Tell Will I told you to and he'll find a way, do not worry."

"OK then. I'll be right there."

Joyce knew Mike very well. She saw him grow up with Will and, though he swore he had nothing with Eleven, she knew how much he loved her. Karen and she had already talked a little about it, but they decided to let it happen. However, Joyce did not realize that everything would happen so fast and they would take such a big step. From knowing Mike so well, Eleven's new mother knew he would come running if he was really in love, and Will knew it too, so he did not hesitate and called the rest of the boys to go to the Arcade.

As usual, the boy took the bike (he was not too happy for not having won a car yet, mainly because Nancy had one. Nancy had phones and cars). Each it time I got less fair.! In ten minutes he arrived at the Byers.

Joyce asked him to sit down and brought a glass of soda. He sat down next to her and Mike was happy because he loved to talk to Joyce before she became his mother-in-law, but he did not expect to hear what he heard. As soon as Mike started sipping his drink, Joyce said, "Mike, El told me about what happened between you two."

Mike immediately spit all his drink into the glass, which he thanked later. He did not want to soil Joyce's room or her clothes. He coughed a little and she tried to help by patting him on the back.

"It's okay, Mike!"

"You ..." he coughed a little more. "You know about the whole thing?"

"Just the important part."

Joyce smiled a little to calm the boy, but he was still embarrassed, looking for the right words to say, but she continued, "Mike, although El does not understand much she loved what you did, but she is afraid it wasn't important to you."

"Of course, it was! I really love Eleven!" Mike blurted out and then blushed when he realized what he had said and Joyce smiled at him. She hoped he'd confess for a long time now. "I don't want to hurt her!"

"Then explain it to her! Eleven was worried about the distance you kept."

"I did not want to!" He said before Joyce could continue, "I just didn't want anyone to notice and then she left without saying goodbye to me..."

"Jonathan is inconvenient sometimes." Joyce giggled at the thought of her eldest son,who was drifting around the world. She laughed not to cry, "I don't care. I just ask that you take care of El. She still does not understand very well, but she loves you very much. I'm taking care of her learning, so if you wait a little longer to finish, I'd appreciate it."

"To finish". Mike wanted very much to find somewhere to bury his face, but since he didn't find, he simply nodded in agreement with Joyce and they heard a car park in front of the house.

"They arrived!" The woman exclaimed and then ran off to find them.

In fact, she was not that excited. What she really wanted was to warn Jonathan of Mike's presence, so he would not try to do anything against the boy. Jonathan decided to go back to the car and set off somewhere without telling her where to avoid confusion, because he did not like what happened between those two, leaving Joyce and Eleven alone. The older woman wrapped her arms around El and led her into the house telling her she had a surprise for the girl.

"Mike!" She exclaimed as she saw the boy standing in the living room.

"El!" He replied rather embarrassed. It was difficult to be with him and her mother in the same room, since the woman knew what had happened.

"I'll leave you all alone!" She kissed Eleven, and as she passed by Mike stroked his shoulder and then disappeared into her bedroom.

"Mik..."

"El," he interrupted her before he lost courage. "I love you!"

He stared at the floor, embarrassed. He had said that to Eleven before, and it had been very difficult, but this time, because of what they had done, it was even more difficult.

Eleven immediately walked over to him and hugged him tightly. Even though the girl's attitude impressed him, he returned the hug and they stayed like that for a few seconds. Mike didn't even even care that Eleven did not say he loved him too, because he was so happy to be with her like that. El did not respond to Mike's statement because she still did not quite understand what love was and how to differentiate the love she felt for her parents, her siblings, her friends, and Mike. Still, her embrace responded very well, and Mike understood.

After a few minutes, Eleven broke the hug.

"Mike," she stared at her feet to try to elicit the courage to speak, "you liked it when I- " she tried to get the words right, "masturbated your penis, right?"

Mike flushed. First for what Eleven was saying, second because she did not bother to speak lower and third because she had learned the word 'penis'. However, he found it cute that she said, 'masturbated your penis', if that phrase could be considered 'cute', but by the choice and excess of words. She was still learning. In fact, she had had that class at the police station that explained the biological meaning of sex. They explained how babies are made, showed the male and female reproductive organs, but as has been said before: much information for her to capture at once. However, she knew that those who had sex were very fond of each other (obviously there were exceptions), so she was annoyed when Mike said during the game last night that he didn't want to have sex with her. Eleven came to understand better after the adventure and the conversation with Joyce, but they had only been through the preliminaries, so Mike thought her mother was right to want to wait. He would have to hold on a little, even though he was dying to return what she did for him earlier that day.

"Loved every minute, Eleven!"

Mike smiled at her, making her feel more comfortable. And so, El got up the courage to ask a question that ran all over her head.

"You ... want to do it... again?"

He was afraid of looking very naughty with the answer. He wanted to look like a family man to Joyce, but as she had lowered her tone and he did not want to hurt her, he replied, "I can't wait for it, El!"

She was going to say something like," Let's go now", but he interrupted her before. "But first, let's wait a little longer."

"Mike..."

"Don't worry." He interrupted once again, seeing the confidence in the girl's eyes going away. "I still owe you one!"

"But why? Why wait any longer?" Eleven was impatient. Although it was nothing to her practically, El had felt some different things and was very willing to feel it again.

"Your mother asked, and she's right. It's better to take things slower." He could not say that Joyce would probably have a conversation with El, so he tried to fix it. "After you lose your virginity, you never get back. "She was still not convinced. "Do you trust me?"

Eleven gave Mike a charming smile and shook her head, saying yes.

"However," Mike said as he pulled a strand of hair out of her face. He laid a kiss on her neck that made her tremble. "We can have some fun, right? Like boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Eleven pulled Mike into her room and closed the door. Unfortunately, she had no lock, because she didn't like it. Being locked somewhere still frightened her too much. But she did not think anyone was going to get in there, especially since only Joyce was home and she knew well that she had to leave them alone.

Mike thought they could make out a little while SITTING on the bed, but he barely entered the room and, using her powers, Eleven made him fall back on the bed. She quickly straddled and kissed him. Without realizing it very well, Mike laid his hands on El's butt that was steep up so she could reach him. She started to kiss his neck. She wanted to know what his reaction would be, since she completely loved that. Mike started having difficulty breathing and felt that he could no longer control his lower parts.

For so long he dreamed of it. Although he was a 13-year-old boy when he met her and she was not attractive at the time, Mike was already fantasizing about her. He wondered how he could ask her out not knowing if she liked him. When he kissed her, she had no idea what that was, and then she'd treated Mike in a different way. She liked him a lot. It was as if he were her best friend only in a much stronger way. At least that was what she understood. If she had discovered before these things they were doing, then she would have been with Mike a long time ago.

As El was sitting on Mike's limb, as an instinct he rubbed himself on her while still kissing her fiercely. She began to feel something she had never felt before.

El sat up quickly, still on top of him, out of breath. Mike was scared. Maybe they went too far, and she was not ready.

"El?"

"I'm… feeling something weird."

"Here?" He said, realizing what she meant and lowering his hand to touch her exactly on that sensitive spot. She shivered at the touch. Eleven did not know exactly what it was, but she wanted Mike to go deeper, stronger, faster.

"Mike." She sighed. "Don't stop!"

Mike didn't want to do that. Actually, he wanted, but Joyce had asked him to slow down with El, however he didn't imagine she would be so ... determined. Since everything was new and she trusted him a lot, Eleven eventually let go and tried to know the unknown, especially after discovering that the unknown was very good.

Mike continued massaging that place, but El was still not satisfied.

"Mike ... more." She moaned shyly afraid that that was the maximum. Even so, it seemed there could be something more.

Mike paused for a moment to think and began to open Eleven's shorts. He sat with her still on his lap.

"El, look," he said, feeling guilty about Joyce. Why did everything they did make him feel so bad? "If you want me to stop, I'll stop. Wait!" He stopped her before she kissed him again, frustrated with the pause he had given her. "Can I?" Mike pointed to the low parts of El and not knowing very well what he would do, she nodded, and he put his hand inside her panties causing Eleven to let out a very low moan and be so floppy that he had to hold her so that she didn't fall back. "Come."

Mike laid her down on the bed and then lay down beside her, holding himself up on his elbow. He returned his hand to that sensitive spot. Mike was not quite sure what he was doing, but it was working according to El's reaction. She had her eyes closed and bit her lip to hold the sounds she wanted to make. Mike smiled because he had always wanted to have that effect on Eleven.

He realized that maybe she needed more inspiration. So, without removing his hand from inside El's panties, Mike stood over her and kissed her again. The boy pecked a few times his girlfriend's lips. He passed his kisses to her neck and his free hand to her left breast and then into her blouse, receiving small moans that confirmed the success of his movements.

"Mike!" She moaned a little louder.

Before she could continue he said, "El, quiet. My mother could hear."

"It's hard! Stop!" Mike realized she was very close to orgasm. For her, there seemed to be something wrong with her body, but he didn't stop.

"It's okay, El. That's how it goes."

Mike said trying to calm her, but she could barely hear him. Eleven was breathing very hard and her eyes ached as she squeezed them. She could no longer hold and groaned again, leaving Mike worried.

"Eleven, it's okay to moan, you're cute moaning, but mom could hear!"

El only managed to nod, and he soon realized that it was time. She started to convulse in the mattress and when she opened her mouth Mike stopped her by placing his hand that she ended up biting.

"Better?" He asked when she had calmed down a bit. Eleven nodded, still unable to speak. "That's what you made me feel this morning."

"I like it." She said breathlessly. Mike laughed at her innocence that he was slowly taking from her.

As Eleven recovered and Mike smiled like a fool, Hopper parked in front of his house with Will inside the car. He had fetched his stepson from the arcade on the way home.

When they entered the house and saw no one, not even when they called, Hopper decided to knock from door to door. Unfortunately, the first door was from El's bedroom.

"El? What? " He said when he saw Mike on top of El with his hand inside her blouse, while the girl's shorts were open. Mike thanked him for taking his hand from her lower parts before, and immediately stood when Hopper shouted, "Get out of here, boy!"

Hopper grabbed Mike's neck and led him out of the room. Eleven tried to pull herself together - she was still kind of dizzy with what had happened, buttoned her shorts and ran after them.

Will looked desperately at the scene of Hopper taking Mike by the neck out of his house. On the one hand, he thought Mike deserved it and on the other hand, he pledged it. All he wanted was for his best friend not to be in love with his sister.

With the shouting: Mike screamed with pain in the neck, Hopper cursed him and El asked her father to leave her boyfriend in peace, Joyce ended up attracted and got between the boy and the man when the two had left the house.

"Stop!" She shouted at her husband.

"I want this kid out of my house!"

"But we're already out here!"

"Even so..." Hopper realized then that he had no arguments for that, but he didn't lose his pose. "Did you know he was ON TOP of Eleven, taking off her clothes?"

Joyce looked at Mike who was crouched with his hands on his neck that still ached. He could only say, "Sorry, Joyce!"

"It's Mrs. Hopper for you, brat!"

"Look, I had a talk with El today and she didn't do anything wrong! You and I need to talk, Hop."

"Fine!" Hopper said still angry, "Are you okay, kid?"

"Yep."

"Get out of here then!" The sheriff shrieked again, but Joyce held him.

"El to say goodbye to Mike. You'll see each other tomorrow."

El nodded and walked over to hee boyfriend who was a little red, but he was better. She kissed his cheek and he ran off to the bike, shaking his head at Will and pedaling as fast as he could. Soon El lost his sight and wondered why their farewells were always racing.

Joyce realized that it was not just El who would needed to prepare for their sexual relationship, but everyone in that house. It would be a long night.