Guest: Did you read that she went to the changing booth to her stuff before the shower? ;) So, when she got the soap, she got "something else" too :D
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"Good morning." El grinned at Max, who was just exiting the bathroom, a strange hobble in her step.
"Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face." Max smirked but couldn't hide her smile.
"So, how was it?" El giggled.
"How was what?" Max tried to be innocent.
"Max, you do realize that Nancy's and Mike's room share a rather thin wall, right?" El looked at her. "And we could hear you."
"Oh god!" Max cursed. "How much did you hear?"
"Well, there was 'Yeah, lick it baby' and Lucas trying to sound macho when he said 'Suck that dick' and you laughing afterwards, and then of course the moment you lost your virginity."
"Shit, you heard that too?" Max groaned.
"Yep, and I felt your pain." El rubbed her shoulders, which wasn't sympathetic but more mocking.
"Yeah, and what about you?" Max retorted.
"Oh, while you got your hymen popped, I rode Mike to heaven." El poked out her tongue, wondering why she was able to talk so openly about this. "But we managed to be quieter and your mind was most likely somewhere else."
"El, do you have another condom by any chance?" Max asked hopeful.
"No sorry, I had only three left and we used them all last night." El said.
"Jesus, who are you?" Max gasped.
"Actually, we used the last one a few minutes ago." El chuckled.
"Ah, so that's why you can talk so openly about this, you're still basking in the afterglow." Max nodded.
"Don't be mad that I have mind-blowing sex already." El giggled again.
"El, what I'm about to say will probably be hurtful to you but your smugness leaves me no choice." Max sighed but El knew that she didn't mean it in a truly mean way.
"So, what is it?" El asked.
"Today, you will leave for Chicago and will not have any sex with Mike until Spring Break." Max stated. "Whereas I can ride Lucas every day, or let him take me doggy style, or blow him, or have him lick me."
"You're mean!" El teared up, Max's words truly shoving a spike into her heart.
"I'm sorry." Max said, realizing she had gone too far and hugged a teary El. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay." El sniffed. "I shouldn't have started this. I need to use the bathroom now, I'll see you later."
"Okay." Max nodded.
"And if Lucas is still naked, have him put on some clothes, we don't know when Mike's parents will be back or if Holly would simply walk into everyone's rooms to wake us." El advised.
"Noted." Max nodded. "Next time, bring more condoms."
"Get your own." El huffed but smiled again before closing the bathroom door to use the toilet.
She was very tired. She never was a morning person and last night, she had barely slept, given that they had gone to bed at about two in the morning and then proceeded to make love, kiss for hours, make love again and kiss again and ultimately, make love once more. She didn't think she should allow herself to sleep, wanting to spend as much time with Mike as was possible until she had to leave. She could sleep on the train.
When she returned to his room, she saw him on the bed, drawing circles on the space she had vacated and a tired smile on his face. He was wearing shorts too, her warning to Max all too real in possibility and she joined him in bed again, her body snugly fitting against his as their lips connected.
To her, it felt right now like she was drowning and his mouth was an oxygen mask. She needed him, needed to feel him touch her, caress her, just his skin on hers. And yes, she was already missing his penis inside her, as crazy as that sounded given their age and how recent their carnal relationship was. Max's words had been all too real, she would not be able to be with him for the next three months while Max could be with Lucas every day if they so wished.
Two hours later, they heard the front door open and close and they got up, getting dressed and leaving the room to find Max and Lucas also leaving Nancy's. Descending the stairs, they found Karen and Ted putting down luggage and taking off their coats.
"Hey mom, hey dad." Mike greeted his parents. "How was your vacation?"
"It was great, son." Ted nodded. "But I missed my chair."
"Don't tell me you'll fall into old habits now." Mike sighed.
"No, don't worry." Ted shook his head. "What you told me made me realize that what I bring into this marriage isn't quite enough. And even if it didn't look like it, I never want to lose your mom just because I took her for granted."
"Good." Mike nodded.
"Mommy! Daddy!" a blond bundle of energy hurled itself from the stairs into her father's waiting arms.
"Hey, my little girl." Ted smiled and gave Holly a kiss on the cheek. "Your mother is in the kitchen."
"Mike, I see you helped yourself to a lot of meat." Karen smiled, standing in front of the open freezer.
"Yeah, we decided to have a New Year's Eve barbecue." Mike scratched his head. "Don't worry, we didn't burn down the backyard."
"Good morning, Mister Wheeler." Lucas greeted their host as they came down the stairs, both he and Max having cleaned Nancy's room, especially taking care to dispose of their used condom.
"Hey, you two." Karen greeted. "Did you sleep here?"
"Good morning, what's for breakfast?" a sleepy Dustin exited the basement, an equally sleepy Jennifer following him.
"Wow, there must be a nest somewhere." Ted joked. "I get the Raid."
"Very funny, dad." Mike rolled his eyes.
"Oh, Mister Wheeler. Misses Wheeler." Dustin swallowed after he realized who was here. "Um... this is my girlfriend Jennifer."
"Nice to meet you." Karen greeted her warmly. "Did you all sleep here last night?"
"Yeah, I hope that was okay, mom." Mike hesitated.
"Of course, honey." Karen smiled and turned to Holly. "Did you behave?"
"Yes, mommy." Holly nodded. "Mike let me stay awake for New Years and I even got to hold a sparkler."
"Don't worry, we made sure that she took a nap after lunch." El told Mike's mom.
Karen prepared a breakfast for the entire group, setting out fresh buns, butter, jam, cold cuts and everything else they could need, along with hot chocolate. Apart from Dustin, everyone ate only a small amount, since they were still full from the evening before and an hour later, they bid each other goodbye, everyone, even Jennifer, hugging El because she would have to leave for Chicago in a few hours.
"Mike?" El sniffed when they were alone.
"Yes?" he held her tightly.
"Can we go to the pool again?" she asked. "I wanted to try something."
"We don't have any condoms left." he pointed out.
"No, not that." El chuckled. "Although, too bad."
"What then?"
"I want to try to get into the void again, to see if I can find that mystery man." she said. "As long as you're with me, I feel safe to do so."
"Okay, lets go." he nodded and they went upstairs to pack their swim bag, both changing into their bikini and trunks respectively.
They bid goodbye to his parents and rode their bicycles to the pool, Mike unlocking the door and letting her through. They went to the same changing booths as before and left their stuff in them again, quickly moving to the pool area without bothering to shower before. El jumped into the pool and waited for Mike to join her, leaning back into the water.
Mike put his hand son her lower back and held her horizontal, El spreading her arms and closing her eyes. Her face scrunched in concentration but nothing happened, El opening her eyes again. Mike pointed to the igloo and El nodded, agreeing that it might help since it was darker inside that building. She let herself get pushed into the igloo, floating on the warm water of the pool and once inside, she closed her eyes again to concentrate.
"It's not working." El sighed, giving up after trying for fifteen minutes.
"It worked before, didn't it?" he asked, still holding her.
"Yeah, but only when I was in quite the mellow state or after you brought me to a climax." she replied. "I think I'm too wired right now to achieve the void."
"I have a crazy idea." he mused.
"What would that be?" she looked at him.
"Well, you said that you would need to be in an excited state, right?"
"Yeah." she nodded. "But we don't have any condoms left to get me that kind of excited."
"Do you trust me?"
"Of course." she said immediately.
"Then lets try." he said and gently pulled her bikini bottoms down her legs.
"Mike." she gasped.
"Just lie back in the water and close your eyes and try to concentrate." he said and pulled her to his head by her legs.
El moaned loudly when his lips connected to her folds. He gently ran it up and down, El shivering from the sensations and trying to do as he had asked, her eyes closed and her mind beginning to wander, though it wasn't very easy to do given what he was doing to her right now.
"Mike?" she breathed, keeping her eyes closed.
"Yes?" he asked, stopping momentarily.
"Can you... put your tongue in?" she asked, and Mike had to grin when her face blushed so hard, he became concerned that the water would begin to boil.
"I'll to everything you want." told her in a husky voice and pushed his tongue inside her, reaching around her waist with his left hand to rub her clit at the same time while his right continued to hold her up.
El gasped at the double sensation and took a deep breath, feeling the fluttering from her abdomen spread through her own body. She let her mind wander again and suddenly, she was surrounded by darkness, her bare feet touching a thin layer of water. She looked down at herself and blushed again, seeing herself only wearing a bikini top like she did in the real world and for a moment, she thought about stopping the experiment but since she was here, she might as well go on.
She began walking forward, trying to discern something out of the blackness, either image or sound. Her feet patted in the liquid that didn't make her wet and suddenly, she saw a desk coming into focus. She closed in on it and saw dozens of documents on it, some containing drawings, other just a string of words she couldn't read since they were upside down.
"You!" a male voice startled her and suddenly, she felt herself spun around before a hand crashed into her face, making her scream in shock and it felt as if her brain was being sucked out of her skull.
"Jane Ives, also known as subject eleven." the man said. "Taken from her mother's womb. Experimented on for eleven years. Fled in a moment of chaos after opening a gate to another dimension. Adopted by the police chief of Hawkins. After his death during an operation to thwart a Russian plot to reopen the dimensional gate, living with Joyce Byers and her sons in a Chicago suburb. Dating Michael Edward Wheeler. Called El by her friends. Powers consist of image-supported geolocation and telekinesis."
El tried with all her strength to push the man away, to get his hand away from her face but nothing she attempted worked. Suddenly, she felt a strange feeling overcoming her, something coming up from underneath the fear she felt of this man who seemed to know everything about her now but this new feeling made her muscles swell and her powers explode. What she didn't know was that her body in the real word was still being pleasured hard by her boyfriend and that this new feeling was her real body climaxing from his tongue.
With a scream fueled by the strength of her orgasm, she pushed the man away into the darkness, her head then snapping out of the water and her body going vertical, making her sit on his shoulders with his head squeezed between her legs. The climax was still crashing through her body and she moaned loudly, her hands clasping his head and holding him against her while his hands were on her lower back to hold her up.
"Oh gooood!" she keened and crashed backwards again, her body splashing into the water and her head momentarily submerging.
She coughed hard as she resurfaced and looked down at him, his head still pressed against her core. She could still feel his tongue moving against and inside her and his eyes smiled at her as she gasped for breath. She disentangled her legs from behind his head and floated away from him, Mike following her and handing her the bikini bottoms.
"The lights kept going out, did it work?" he asked concerned as she put it on.
"Yes." she nodded. "I shouldn't have done it."
"Why, what happened?"
"He surprised me." she almost cried. "He put his hand on my head and suddenly, he knew everything about me, my name, my birth name, what happened to me, my powers, about you, about dad, about Joyce. Everything."
"Shh, it's gonna be okay." he held her tight as she cried into his chest.
"Mike, what if the bad men come back?" El sniffed. "He knows where I live now."
"But he was also a test subject, like you, right?" Mike tried to calm her. "Why would he be working with the bad men?"
"I don't know." she admitted. "I'm still scared."
"I know." he sighed. "It will be okay."
"You don't know that." she argued.
"My love, if you start worrying that something will happen, you will never a calm day in your life again." Mike advised. "I'm not saying that you should forget everything but don't drive yourself crazy."
"Okay." she nodded. "Can we go home?"
"Of course." he nodded too and swam to the edge of the pool to get out, helping her come out too.
More subdued, they returned to the house and walked into the basement, where they cuddled and El demanded as much kissing as they could. Luckily, Karen thought that El's mood resulted from the fact that she had to leave in a short while and didn't say anything, only reminding them at two in the afternoon that El should begin packing her things.
Sad beyond measure, El and Mike began collecting her things, filling her bags and suitcases with clothing. Karen waited for them to come down and once they were done, she drove them to the train station in the neighboring town, all three standing on the platform where the train was already waiting for its departure time.
El and Mike were attached at the lips, both unable to separate. The more the clock ticked towards the train's departure, the more fervent their kisses became and Karen became concerned that these two would hurt each other with what they were doing. She was also concerned that these two would become depressed or worse once they were apart but she couldn't keep the girl here.
Then the moment came. The attendant blew the whistle, signaling the people to get into the train. Mike and El were both crying hard, unwilling to let go of each other but El had to leave, separating from him with the greatest reluctance and walking into the train car, quickly opening the window to push her arm out so he could take her hand.
"I will call you tonight on the SuperCom." Mike shouted over the increased noise of the train.
"I'll be waiting." she shouted back and fresh tears fell when the train began moving.
"I love you." he yelled as he ran with her as far as he could.
"I love you too." she yelled back. "Forever!"
"Lets go home, Mike." Karen sighed at her son's sorrow and led him out of the station, the train long gone.
"I miss her so much, mom." Mike cried.
"I know." Karen nodded.
El wasn't feeling any better. Still crying, she handed her ticket to the attendant, who stamped it and left her alone again. The train car was comparatively empty, so El tried didn't even try to calm down, simply letting her tears fall until she fell into an exhausted sleep, their sleepless night finally catching up with her.
Seven hours later, after the attendant had woken her once the train had stopped in Chicago, El stepped through the front door of the Byers resident, Joyce and the boys coming over quickly to hug her and help with her luggage and bringing it up to the bathroom to put the used clothes into the hamper.
"How was your vacation?" Joyce asked but El just burst out crying again as they walked into her room. "I see."
"I miss him." El cried, flopping down on her bed. "I don't want to be apart from him."
"I know." Joyce sighed and sat down next to her to comfort her. "Did you at least have fun?"
"A lot." El nodded, smiling warmly at the memories they made, something Joyce quickly noticed, also seeing that El's body language had changed in a very specific manner.
"Jane, tomorrow, after school, I'm taking you to my gynecologist." Joyce told her resolutely.
"Why?" El looked up at her.
"You need to go on the pill." Joyce gave her a knowing smirk, El blushing hard.
"I hate you." El gasped, deeply embarrassed that Joyce had picked up on the fact that she wasn't a virgin anymore. "Thank you, though."
"Your welcome." Joyce chuckled and gave her a hug. "Get some sleep, you look tired."
"I will." El nodded and went to take a shower.
Her evening was spent talking to Mike on the SuperCom before she fell into a deep slumber, the sleepness night and the day finally catching up to her.
He opened his eyes and winced from the pain in his side from where he had hit the floor. That little girl had a well of strength that was incredible and when she had pushed him away with her mind, she had actually thrown him out of the void and he had flown from his chair, hitting the wall of his office and sliding to the ground.
"Bryan?" his colleague got his attention, seeing him on the floor. "What happened?
"Marcus." Bryan nodded at the man as he got up. "What's up?"
"The director wants to see you."
"The director himself?" Bryan looked surprised. "You know what it's about?"
"No, Filmore simply called me and told me to get you up there." Marcus shrugged and led Bryan into the elevator, taking it to the floor where the director's office was located on.
"What happened?" Marcus asked when he saw Bryan wincing.
"I'll tell you later." Bryan said.
"Alright." Marcus accepted that and together, they stepped out of the elevator and walked into the director's office.
"Director Webster." Bryan nodded to his boss after getting in.
"Agent Templeton." Webster nodded back and pointed to a chair. "I called you in for your, uh... special talents."
"I'm at your service." Bryan nodded and pointed to the aide. "I take it that he has the necessary clearances?"
"This was handed down from the analysts." the director nodded, the aide handing a folder to Bryan. "What can you make of this?"
"Nothing." Bryan shook his head after holding the folder for a few seconds. "It's already processed information."
"So?"
"To make use of my special talents, I need the raw data." Bryan explained. "With this, I can only repeat what the analysts have already determined."
"The raw data is a massive amount of information." the aide stated. "The audio surveillance transcripts alone fill a hundred and twenty boxes with twenty folders each."
"No problem." Bryan shrugged. "Where are they?"
"Down in the basement." the aide told them.
"Then lets go there." Webster stated and got up.
"Mister director, you're needed..." the aide tried.
"Warren, this is too important." his boss stopped the objections. "The Russians are doing something they are sure can win them the cold war."
"Sir, the Soviet Union is on the brink of collapse, do you really think they can pose a danger like this?" Marcus asked confused.
"Agent Stevens, you should know by now, an animal is the most dangerous when it's cornered." Webster said and led the group out of his office and to the elevators, riding down to the basement and walking through the hallways to the storage room where the binders were located.
"Is this it?" he asked his aide.
"Yes, sir." the aide nodded.
"Agent Templeton." Webster pointed to the boxes.
"Marcus, help me with this." Bryan said and took the first box, unpacking twenty folders.
"You, come here." Marcus pointed at the aide.
"Go." the director nodded after the aide looked at his boss for confirmation.
"What do you need me to do?" Warren asked.
"I will get the boxes." Marcus explained. "Bryan will unpack them and consume the information. Your job is to put them back into the boxes."
Marcus placed the first box on the table, opening the lid. Bryan took out the first folder, holding it in his hand for a few seconds before putting it aside, then repeating it with the next and the next and the next. Warren kept putting them away, placing the processed boxes to the side while Bryan continued to take one folder after another into his hands. After half the boxes were finished, his nose began to bleed, leading Marcus to produce a box of tissues to wipe the blood away.
The director called in another aide with the necessary clearances from one of the basement offices, ordering him to take over Marcus' job with the boxes so the other agent could take care of Bryan. It took another half an hour until the last box plus the boxes with the other information was finished, Bryan almost collapsing on the spot were it not for Marcus helping him steady himself and lead him to a nearby chair.
"Get some water!" Webster ordered his aide, the young man hurrying out of the room to comply. "Is he alright?"
"He'll have a massive headache for the next few hours or so but otherwise he'll be fine." Marcus explained as the aide returned with a bottle of water.
"Thanks." Bryan nodded to the man and took a long drought.
"Can you tell me something already?" Director Webster asked.
"Yes, and none of it's good." Bryan nodded. "According to the transcripts and the other surveillance information, the Russians have rebuilt their experimental machinery and are actively trying to open a gate to that other dimension again."
"What?" Webster looked confused.
"Last year, the Russians infiltrated a small town in Indiana called Hawkins." Bryan explained. "They had built a machine that was shooting at a tear in time and space, trying to open a portal to another dimension. According to earlier aerial and satellite intelligence, they were trying to do it in a facility in Kamchatka but failed."
"Okay, lets for the moment assume that his other dimension thing is actually real." Webster stated, still not quite believing it. "What would they gain from it?"
"The Russian reports state that a... creature came through when the gate in their facility first opened. Almost immune to bullets and highly aggressive." Marcus took up the tale, knowing that from earlier reports. "Imagine an army of those creatures attacking us. There was another gate under a lab in the town of Hawkins, Indiana but that gate appeared to have opened naturally but it closed again a year later. The Russians then infiltrated Hawkins and built their machinery under the lab to manually open that gate because it might have been easier."
"The gate itself is a weapon too." Bryan added. "Just think about it. If the Russians could open a gate inside their facility and also manage to open the apparently natural one under Hawkins, they could send a million troops into the middle of our country without us ever knowing about it. And maybe they could open gates to other places too. Imagine hundreds of thousand of Russian soldiers suddenly appearing in Washington DC. Or worse, an atomic bomb suddenly detonating under the White House."
"Dear god!" Webster gasped. "Do the transcripts say why they're doing it again given that their research apparently failed before?"
"This time, they have a prisoner." Bryan said, the information flowing through his brain. "Someone who came out of what seems to have been a short-lived, temporary gate from the other dimension. And he's an American."
"An American?" Webster looked aghast. "Who?"
"According to the Russians, his name is James Hopper."
There's a guy out there that almost everyone hates. I do too. But he often comes by and you have to accept that he's there. His name is Cliff. Cliff Hanger. :D And he will stay a while unless you, the readers show me your love ^^ *wink wink*
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