A side note: To anyone who writes fanfiction, did you ever get a review on an old story? I got one a short while ago on my first Kung Fu Panda story and the guest reviewer wrote that he "forgigives" (yes, he wrote it like that) me for the typos due to my German heritage. And he did that in a review that contained no less than five grammar errors, not to mention missing punctuation. Gotta love hypocrites sometimes :D
CalvinHobbesGatsby: reviews make me write more, so keep doing that :)
Guest: Nice of you to think that though the story is still at the beginning, so calling it the greatest story may be nice to hear but maybe a bit premature ^^
Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and I write for my own pleasure and that of the readers.
If Hopper were to see them, he'd blow a gasket. Not only was the door closed, El and Mike were under the same covers, Mike spooning El with his arm around her stomach, her body pressed against his. El had a smile on her face in her sleep, the simple fact of having the boy she loved so close causing her body to feel joy.
A sudden screech jolted her awake, her tired eyes seeing a bird flying away outside her window. After cursing silently at the avian creature, she noticed her position, feeling Mike's breath against the back of her head and his arm around her waist and immediately felt secure and loved. A pang of regret shot through her, knowing he would leave the next day.
Remembering what she did the night before, she pushed herself back to be even closer to him. Without doing it on purpose, she rubbed her behind against his crotch and felt what Joyce called the morning erection develop in his pajama bottoms. Just the thought of it made her wanna repeat what she did last night, just to get one of what Mike had called orgasms again.
Looking at her alarm clock, she saw that it was barely after seven in the morning. Formulating a plan, she reluctantly wiggled out of Mike's embrace and grabbed two of the magazines Joyce had given her before heading into the bathroom to use the toilet, brush her teeth while she was at it and to read them. By luck or design, she had taken one of the magazines that explained what she had experienced.
"Orgasm, also known as a climax, is the sudden discharge of accumulated sexual excitement during sexual intercourse, resulting in rhythmic muscular contractions in the pelvic region characterized by sexual pleasure. Experienced by males and females, orgasms are controlled by the involuntary or autonomic nervous system. They are often associated with other involuntary actions, including muscular spasms in multiple areas of the body, a general euphoric sensation and, frequently, body movements and vocalizations." she read in a whisper and remembered the night before. "Well, muscular spasm, check. Body movements, check. Vocalizations, check."
The next pages described ways of achieving it, from doing it to herself to achieving it during sex, even with descriptions on which positions would be most advantageous to get there. Her face blushed when she saw the drawings of people in the positions described, wondering how it would feel to do them with Mike at some point.
"El, are you in there?" Mike's voice snapped her out of her engrossed reading.
"Yeah, I'm here." El called back, closing the magazine.
"Will you be finished soon?" he asked. "I need to use it too and I don't wanna go downstairs."
"Sure, I'll be right out." she nodded, even though he couldn't see her and got up from her perch on the bathtub to open the door, revealing Mike in all his physical glory, his morning hair going into every direction.
"What's so funny?" he wondered when he saw her giggle.
"You look like one of those rockers on TV." she grinned, putting her fingers into his hair. "I like it."
"Really?" he smiled and ran a hand through his hair himself. "I usually comb it flat in the morning."
"Okay, I don't like it." she hummed.
"No?" he looked deflated.
"I love it." she whooped and ran both hands through his hair. "So ruffly yet soft."
"Alright, I won't comb it flat anymore." he leaned down to kiss her, just for her to lean backwards.
"Brush your teeth first, then we can kiss as much as you want." she poked her finger into his chest.
"Hey what happened there?" he pointed at her chest, now much less accentuated than last night.
"I took the bra off, I woke up in the middle of the night and it was chafing against my skin." she explained. "Now brush, I wanna kiss."
"I'll hold you to that." he winked and watched her as she walked out of the bathroom, her head turning back to him and her hands lifting her shirt above her waist, showing him her shapely behind in the pajama bottoms she wore.
Eyes wide at what he just saw and also at her newfound confidence and erotic playfulness, he used the toilet and, as per her wishes, brushed his teeth. He saw two issues of Cosmopolitan on the small cabinet next to the toilet, shaking his head at the fact that somehow every woman seemed to be reading it. His sister read those all the time, he knew that his mother did as well sometimes and apparently, Joyce and maybe even El read them, though he wasn't so sure with his love since she hadn't known what an orgasm was before last night.
Just thinking about her grinding on top of him made his manhood react and grow. Cursing his hormones for a moment, he tried to think of things that could stop this from happening, not really eager to walk back into the bedroom to his girlfriend with a bulge in his shorts, feeling that it could create assumptions on her part. He was glad that it was still this early because if his friends were to wait outside, he'd have a hard time explaining why he wasn't coming out of the bathroom despite not doing anything.
Finally composed, he returned to the bedroom, where he found the love of his life in bed, the covers strewn at her feet, her body on its side and her head held up by her arm. She smiled warmly at him and did a finger motion for him to get his ass into bed and Mike didn't have to be asked twice. He jumped into the bed, his impact next to Eleven knocking her a few inches into the air and she gave out a surprised yell before landing partially on his chest.
"Don't do that again without warning me first." she laughed and moved her hands into his hair again.
"Promise." he nodded and put his lips on hers.
Humming with excitement, El kissed him right back. Whereas they had only pressed their lips on each other's mouths before last night, this time Mike had no qualms about pushing his tongue into her mouth, which she gladly accepted. El had to admit that kissing was more fun when doing it that way, the others from before just pale imitations compared to what they were doing now.
Time lost all meaning while their lips locked and she had no idea when Mike had gathered the courage to run his hand over her body and her legs. She knew that he was probably doing that to prepare her for where his hand would end up and her suspicion was proven right when his hand first touched her behind, only to leave again but every time he ran his hand back over one of her cheeks, it stayed a bit longer. Chuckling into his mouth, an action she knew caused confusion in him by the sudden lesser intensity of the kiss, she rolled her body to rest completely on top of his.
"What's funny?" he asked after she broke the kiss, seeing her grin.
"How you try to appear so innocent in your touches." she giggled. "I love you."
"I love you too." he smiled back and as she reconnected their lips, she took both his hands and placed them on her butt.
"Go ahead." she gave him permission and it took a few seconds for Mike to realize what she was saying.
Emboldened by her permission, he gently squeezed. Her behind felt even better than it looked in every pair of shorts or pants he had seen her in and when she moaned into his mouth from his touch, he almost lost it. He also gained something, feeling the heat move south and then back up when his face blushed hard as his manhood betrayed him again, growing hard and against the girl lying on top of him.
She gave no indication that she was bothered. Quite the opposite, he noticed her shift her position on top of him so she was straddling his hips again like last night. As they continue to kiss, he debated in his head whether to go a step further or whether it was too soon and she would feel pushed too fast.
Internally shrugging his shoulders, he decided to go for it. Pulling his right hand slightly back, he dipped his fingers under the waistband of her pajama bottoms, only a sudden and very short holding of breath on her part indicating that she noticed it. She didn't make any effort to get up or to move his hand away so he pushed down further, now having all his fingertips inside the waistband.
She moaned again when he gave another gentle squeeze with his left hand and her hips pressed down. He took that as an invitation and pushed his right hand completely under her shorts, his hand now resting directly on her cheek. El gasped, still not moving her lips away from his and he thought he could feel her nod.
Emboldened by this, he did the same with his left and and three seconds later both his hands were on her naked ass, gently squeezing the flesh. El began moving more now, doing the same thing she did the night before and this time, Mike helped her along, pushing when she did the forward motion and relaxing when she went back.
The kiss became more heated but less active. El kept her mouth on his but their lips slighly separated, only their tongues still playing with each other. He felt El breath hard into his mouth with every undulation her hips did and she was clearly trying not to moan loudly in case any of the others were already awake.
After two more minutes, El sat up again, pressing herself down which didn't help his hands which were still on her butt but this time, he could use them to move her a little more forward than last night, even though his wrists were bent in an odd angle due to her position. El apparently didn't care, her head back and her eyes closed and his name coming rhythmically out of her mouth.
But unlike last night, the added movement range that Mike's hands caused resulted in him feeling a lot more than yesterday. Every time she moved forward felt like a lightning bolt hitting his body, a feeling of stimulation he had never felt before and one that he would always crave to feel again with her.
His feeling of confidence currently sky high, he took his hands out of her pajamas bottoms, El keeping the movements as hard and far as before, he placed them on the hem of the oversized shirt she was wearing. El gave no indication of acknowledgment but Mike was overcome with curiosity and pushed the shirt up.
Suddenly her head snapped back forward, her eyes opening and staring into his. He noticed that her eyes were darker than usual, as if the pupils had grown larger. While her lower body movements never stopped, she gazed at him like she was looking into his soul as if to evaluate his character. Giving him a loving smile, she pulled shirt over her head and Mike thought he died for real this time.
Even though he learned enough in biology class and during sex ed to know that her breasts were still growing, he was mesmerized by her already impressive size. The little mounds at their center looked as if made of stone and Mike reached tentatively for one of them. El hissed when his fingers touched the underside of her left breast and she intensified her hip movements to encourage him along.
He took the hint and ran his entire hand over it, cupping it and gently flicking his thumb over the nipple. El gave a high-pitched squeal and grabbed his wrist, making him fear that he went too far. Instead of the push down he expected, she pulled his hand harder against it, grabbing his other hand and putting it against her other breast.
Mike could barely believe what she allowed him to do and he eagerly explored this new side of her. It was the first time he ever saw her bare chest and it was an image he would forever sear into his brain. This, together with what she was doing with her hips would always be the first thing he'd think of in the morning and the last thing he'd think of at night before falling asleep whenever he was alone in his bed at home.
Her hands grabbed his elbows and he felt her pull. Acting on instinct, he lifted his upper body while El leaned back a bit and compensated in her movements but never stopped and without thinking about it, he put his lips around her right nipple. El hissed loudly, her hands at the back of his head, pressing it harder against her.
For her part, she could scarcely believe that she had been this bold so far. Not only was Mike allowing her to get the same pleasure she felt last night, he was doing something she had read on the second issue of the magazines Joyce had given her. Unfortunately, Mike's current position decreased the feeling she was getting from moving her hip, so she pushed him back down and redoubled her efforts to get back into the high she had been feeling before. Mike, falling back surprised, looked at her and finally noticed that something was partially blocking the morning light coming through the window. He gaped in amazement and turned his head to his girlfriend, who was leaning back again, before he looked at the room once more.
"Oh Mike." she moaned, feeling herself almost at the goal she wanted to reach.
"El!" she heard him say.
"Mike!" she moaned again.
"El!" came his reply, more urgent than before.
"Mike!" she said a third time, a higher pitch than before, this time noticing her body beginning to shake in that powerful feeling that was coming.
"El, stop!" she finally heard and now felt his hand son her hips as they tried to stop her from moving.
"What's wrong, don't you like it?" she panted and opened her eyes, feeling rejected and she cursed, since she had been so close but then she noticed that he wasn't looking at her.
"El, look." he pointed to their right and El saw every loose item in her room float in the air.
"What the...?" she started but just like that, everything fell to the floor, her backpack and especially the armchair giving a resounding thud, followed by the trampling of feet running up stairs.
"What was that?" the voice of Joyce said with alarm as she opened the door before she saw her surrogate daughter on top of her boyfriend. "Oh god!"
"Nothing happened!" Mike quickly squealed and jumped off the bed, somehow managing to get out from under El and the fact that he was still fully clothed, albeit with a visible erection, calmed her somewhat.
"Mike woke me up and we noticed everything floating." El said, giving Joyce at least a partial truth, pulling down her shirt as she fell forward before turning around, Joyce seeing her ward with a shirt covering up everything and pajama bottoms still on, which calmed her even more.
"What does it mean?" Mike asked. "Are you powers back?"
"I don't know." El said and tried to lift the teddy bear without success. "Apparently not."
"Did you dream something?" Joyce asked. "Maybe you were agitated. Hopper mentioned before that when you had nightmares, stuff started flying around too."
"I can't quite remember." El blushed.
"But that's good, isn't it?" Mike looked at both women. "Now we know that El's powers are still there, she just can't use them at will."
"Mike, I'm scared." El sobbed.
"Shh, don't cry." Mike got back into bed at once, taking her into his arms.
"If I can't control my powers, what if something bad happens?" she cried. "What if I accidentally throw you out the window?"
"I know you won't do that." Mike told her, hugging her tightly.
"I'm a freak." she sniffed.
"Maybe, but you're the most beautiful freak ever and I love you." he tried to joke, seeing her smile a bit. "We'll figure this out."
"Yeah." she nodded and looked him into the eyes. "Promise?"
"Promise." he nodded and kissed her.
"I'll go prepare breakfast." Joyce said and turned to leave. "Don't throw anyone out the window."
"Yeah, yeah, mom." El huffed and sat up on the bed, patting her hand on it as a signal for Mike to get back into it.
"What a morning." Mike groaned.
"Can I finish?" El asked and swung her leg over his crotch again.
"I don't think it will come back up after Joyce barged in here." he chuckled but smiled when El began moving her hips again, without much success.
"Hey, wake up down there." she moped, poking her finger against his crotch, eliciting a hiss from him. "What?"
"That hurt a bit." he winced.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry." she gasped and jumped off of him.
"It's okay, it's not as if you had kicked me down there." he grinned and pulled her down for a kiss.
"Does that hurt?"
"What, getting kicked?" he looked at her confused.
"Yes." she nodded.
"Lets just say, if you ever need to take down a guy, kicking him in the nuts will do it." Mike explained. "He will fold like a piece of paper and not get up for a while."
"Speaking from experience?" she giggled.
"Not personal experience." he said. "But a few years ago, we watched older kids play and they tried jumping over fence posts and one of them didn't jump high enough. He didn't get back up for half an hour."
"Oh my god!" she laughed out loud and got up. "We should get dressed."
"Right." he agreed and got up as well, watching with his mouth open as El discarded her shirt before grabbing her bra that used to hang over the back of the chair and was now on the floor.
"What?" she asked, looking at him.
"I... I..." he stammered, unable to take his eyes off of her chest and still amazed at how open she has become with him.
"Sweetie, you were touching and kissing them a few minutes ago." she winked and walked close to him, taking both his hands and placing them on her breasts. "So seeing them shouldn't paralyze you like that."
"But... you're so beautiful." he whispered, causing a heat flash inside her.
"Tonight, you can touch them again if you let me get an orgasm." she suggested, seeing his eyes almost fall out of his sockets.
"I... I... yeah, that sounds nice." he stammered again, fully flustered now.
"Now come on, put some clothes on, I want some breakfast." she giggled and without thinking about it, dropped her pajama shorts when her back was turned to him, hearing him groan loudly but seeing only his back when she turned around.
Normally, she would never have done that, taking her bottoms off with anyone else in the room but Mike made her feel so safe that she didn't even think about the fact that she was doing it with someone in the room. After donning her underwear, some pants and one of Mike's sweaters, she turned around and saw her love pulling a shirt over his head, his pants already on and watched as his toned stomach disappeared behind the fabric. Smiling, she walked into his arms and hugged him, letting him lower his head to kiss her.
"Lets get some food." she said and took his hand, leading him out of the room.
"Ah, the lovebirds are awake finally." Dustin hooted from his seat. "El, Misses Byers has told us about your powers returning, is that true?"
"Well, I woke up and stuff was floating in my room." she shrugged as she sat down on the chair Mike had pulled out for her. "But as soon as Mike made me aware of it, it fell down again and I couldn't even lift a teddy bear."
"That sucks." Dustin said dejected. "Your powers were so awesome, especially when you saved Mike after Troy forced him to jump from the cliff into the quarry."
"Troy did WHAT?" Nancy screamed.
"Don't worry, we're fine." Dustin calmed her. "El broke Troy's arm with her mind that day."
"That little weasel." Nancy gasped. "You could have died! Why would you do that?"
"He held a knife to Dustin's throat." Mike shrugged.
"I'm gonna kill him." Nancy growled.
"Relax, I doubt Troy will do anything stupid to any of us ever again." Lucas waved her off. "I mean, have you seen Mike?"
"Me?" Mike looked at him confused.
"Dude, you're a giant! You're at least three inches taller than him." Lucas pointed out. "And now that you swim, you have muscles too. I doubt Troy would dare touch you again."
"Guys, whatever plans you had for today, you might wanna rethink those." Jonathan interjected.
"Why?" Max wanted to know.
"Because the weather forecast said it's going to rain cats and dogs today until late afternoon."
"Now that sucks." Dustin huffed. "I wanted to watch the parade."
"We can watch it on TV, if they don't cancel it." Joyce told them.
"Tomorrow is forecast to be sunny, so we can go shopping on Black Friday." Jonathan added.
"What's Black Friday?" El asked.
"It's the day after Thanksgiving, where stores sell almost everything at bargaining prices, like eighty percent less or so." Max explained. "But you often have to almost fight with people for the good stuff."
"We could go the mall again, maybe I can afford the clothes you wanted me to buy." El suggested to Max.
"I'm all for it." Dustin nodded vigorously. "We can buy some of the newer video games."
"And some Dungeons and Dragons stuff." Lucas agreed.
"Then it's settled." Dustin stated. "Tomorrow is shopping day and when we see a crowd, we simply put Mike in front of us and push."
"Dude, stop it." Mike whined, but couldn't prevent a laugh.
"It's your own fault for growing so fast." Max poked out her tongue. "I mean, who's six feet at fifteen?"
"You act as if I checked a box at birth that said 'Wanna be six feet at fifteen'." Mike huffed.
"If you keep growing, you two kissing will start to look weird." Max giggled and pointed at Mike and El.
"I just jump into his arms and wrap my legs around him." El shrugged innocently, Lucas almost spitting out his juice at her comment.
"Unless you tell me you just spit out your juice because you choked on it, you're going to be in so much trouble." Max huffed.
"Uh... yeah, I choked." Lucas nodded and gave El a glare, who simply poked out her tongue at him.
"Right." Max rolled her eyes and the group went back to eating breakfast before cleaning the table to make room for the gaming stuff.
"Here it is!" Joyce smiled proudly and put the turkey on the table.
"Wow, how big is this thing?" Dustin asked, his mouth salivating.
"Twenty-two pounds." Joyce chuckled.
"And what other family will come by later to help us eat it?" Mike looked at her.
"Hey, it was the smallest they had left." Joyce defended her choice and pointed at her oldest boy and his girlfriend. "Ask them."
"It's true." Nancy confirmed. "The other ones were all closer to thirty pounds."
"I see a lot of leftovers." Lucas grinned.
"Depending on how much it is, you can take some home with you." Joyce said.
"Please do." Will pleaded. "I don't want to eat only turkey sandwiches for the next week."
"Just for this you get those anyway." Joyce smiled. "Dig in!"
Like a starving pack of wolves, the group began eating. Dustin especially ate as if he hadn't eaten in a week, grabbing one of the legs and beginning to bite off large pieces while shoving mashed potatoes and red cabbage into his mouth as well. The others were a bit more timid, Mike carefully cutting his large piece of meat into smaller pieces so he didn't have to when he began eating.
During the meal, Joyce kept her eyes on Mike and El, watching their interaction. They kept feeding each other, El grinning while holding out her fork for Mike and vice versa, interceded with pecks on the lips and a lot of touching. She felt sympathy for those two, their feelings for each other obvious as anything and also their knowledge about their upcoming separation. They were one of the regrets that she had for moving away and getting her children and El out of that town. While the kids kept eating, Joyce excused herself and went into the living room, closing the door to not have the group hear her.
"Hello?" a voice came from the speaker.
"Hello, this is Joyce Byers, is Claudia Henderson there?" Joyce asked the person. "Her son Dustin gave me this number in case of emergencies.
"Joyce?" Dustin's mother asked a few seconds later with alarm in voice. "Did something happen to my boy?"
"No, no." Joyce quickly calmed her. "Everything's fine. I just called to ask you if you were okay with Dustin staying here for two more days and have him back by Sunday. The guys have so much fun together, it wouldn't be fair to send them home so soon. I haven't told them yet, I want it to be a surprise but I have to get the permission of you and the other's parents first."
"Okay." Claudia sighed. "Tell him I love him."
"I will, thanks Claudia." Joyce said and hung up, dialing the next number.
For the next ten minutes, she called up Max's parents, who didn't seem to care if she stayed longer, then Lucas' who made Joyce promise that she made sure that their boy behaved himself, especially towards Max. Last on the list was Mike and Nancy's mother, who didn't like the fact that Mike was with a girlfriend that he had never brought home to the house but when Joyce reminded her that El would spend the two weeks during Christmas and New Years with them, Karen relented. Smiling, Joyce returned to the dining area, where the group was leaning back, holding their stomachs, Dustin even opening the button of his pants to make room for his expanding stomach.
"Misses Byers, that was delicious." Dustin sighed in content. "I can't eat another bite."
"Well, then you won't need dessert." Joyce grinned and headed into the kitchen while Mike and Jonathan were collecting the plates to bring them to the sink.
"Hey, I didn't say I wouldn't eat another bite, just that I couldn't right now." Dustin called after her. "Just give me a minute."
"You know gluttony is a sin." Max gave him an amused look.
"Pff, if god didn't want us to eat and be merry, he wouldn't have created turkey. Or pies." Dustin waved her off.
"Is that a requirement to eat that much on Thanksgiving?" El asked Mike.
"No, but I think most people like to indulge that one day they can." Mike shrugged.
"El, it's like on St. Patrick's Day, when people wear green and go drinking." Dustin told her. "They don't have to but it's a day where barely anyone looks twice at them for doing it."
"Is Christmas one of those indulgences too?" she asked.
"Well, when you come to us on Christmas, my mom will most likely cook a big Christmas dinner." Mike replied.
"It's true." Nancy nodded. "We will probably have some form of soup as appetizer, then the Christmas goose with dumplings and red cabbage and a dessert, mom usually makes some kind of pudding."
"I like pudding." El smiled, having eaten it a few times during the year she was hiding at Hopper's cabin.
"You guys are still going to play your game?" Joyce asked them when she came out of the kitchen, carrying a tray with two pies and clean plates.
"No, we finished today." Mike answered.
"But we still have two movies to watch." Will told her. "So we're keeping busy."
"That's good, what are you going to watch?" Joyce wanted to know.
"We have Back To The Future and Cocoon." Will told her.
"And I have The Thing in my room, we could watch that at the end." Jonathan suggested.
"Hey, if these guys have nightmares because of that movie, you're calming them at night." Joyce said to her oldest son.
"Mom, I doubt any movie would give them nightmares, given what we all went through in the last three years." Jonathan pointed out.
"That's true." Dustin nodded. "I mean, we fought a giant six-legged monster with way too many tongues."
"You okay?" Mike asked El, who had winced and held her leg when Dustin mentioned the mind flayer monster.
"Yeah, just memories." she nodded, leaning against his shoulder.
"Do you think the mind flayer is still alive?" Max asked around.
"I'm sure it is." Will nodded. "I mean, we simply cut the connection it had to the monster, we didn't harm him."
"And given what Billy told me when he wanted to sacrifice me to it, the mind flayer will never stop trying to get into our world." El said quietly.
"As long as the gate stays closed, that won't happen." Mike hugged her as tightly as possible in their position.
"Well, remember that the Russians want to open it for some reason." Lucas reminded them. "Who's to say what they're doing in Russia right now."
"Guys, you shouldn't dwell on these things." Joyce counseled. "Listen, I got a surprise for you."
"What?" Dustin asked. "More food?"
"No." Joyce laughed. "But what would you say if I told you that you can stay until Sunday?"
"Uh... what?" Mike was able to say after a few seconds of stunned silence.
"When I left you to eat, I called each of your parents." Joyce explained. "I asked them if they were okay if you stayed two extra nights and none had problems with it."
"Misses Byers, I love you." Mike whooped and hugged her.
"Thank you mom." El sniffed and hugged her as well and then Mike. "More time for us."
"Yeah." Mike nodded and kissed his girlfriend.
"Now, enjoy tonight, watch your movies and get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow will be a very stressful day if you really want to go shopping on Black Friday."
Everyone agreeing to this, the group enjoyed their desserts before going into the living room, where Mike and El immediately claimed the lay-z-boy again so they could cuddle during the movies.
So, chapter 3 done. For those who think it's too timid, there will be a new issue coming up for them ^^
I like to call this a bottle chapter, because everything happens in the same location :D
Review please :)