The Hero
Miss Magillicuddy
Chapter 6
The rest of the weekend flew by. On Sunday morning, Beth had produced a giant breakfast with pancakes, sausage, bacon, eggs and hashbrowns that the family had devoured. Eddie had eaten 4 of her pancakes with gusto, complimenting the chef as he took his last bite and patted his stomach. Beth giggled and patted him on the head as she continued to eat her own breakfast.
After breakfast Chrissy had gone to her room to pick out what she was going to wear for her interview at noon. Asking Eddie his opinion on different outfits. She had decided she should probably dress nice, and started digging in the back of her closet for the dresses she had used to be forced into wearing. She was so glad she had gone shopping and picked out multiple pairs of jeans.
"What about this one," She asked, holding it up on the hanger for Eddie to see. It was a navy blue dress was a bit baggy on her last time she wore it, but she thought it looked professional.
"You'll look beautiful in anything you wear, princess," he told her with a warm smile while he fiddled with the bedsheets.
"but does it look professional," She asked, raising her eyebrows at him.
"I'm sure it will be fine," he told her, "why don't you try it on before making the final verdict?"
She left the room and walked into the bathroom, still surveying the dress and slipped it on before heading back into her bedroom, trying in vain to do up the zipper in the back. She walked over to the bed, and looked at Eddie, pushing her hair over the front of her shoulders.
"Can you zip me up," she asked him, as she turned her back towards him. He didn't say anything, but she felt hip grab the back of the dress as he slowly lifted the zipper and hooked the clasp together. She walked over to her floor length mirror, staring into it. The dress was no longer baggy on her, and she found that she actually liked how it looked on her now. Eddie came up behind her and hugged her from behind, placing his hands on her stomach and his chin on her shoulder.
"You look stunning in that, Princess," he told her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "yet you still look very professional."
"Thanks, babe," she giggled turning her head to catch his lips in a kiss. She nibbled at his bottom lip lightly before he opened her mouth and she pressed her tongue forward, pulling back a couple of minutes later. "do you like it better than the clothes I normally wear?"
"I love you in anything," he told her, "seeing you slowly start dressing more like me is actually kind of a turn-on, but you would literally make a burlap sack look beautiful."
"I don't know that burlap is my color," she giggled, putting her hand on his cheek and pressing their foreheads together. ", but thank you for the compliment."
"Anytime, Princess," he replied, pressing his lips forward to peck her lips. She pulled away from him and walked over to the vanity that had been added to her room after she moved in and started pulling out her makeup. Eddie sat down on her bed, watching her as she expertly applied her makeup. She could see his reflection watching her with adoration, and felt her heart swell. Lately she had been doing more of a dark look of makeup, but with this outfit she went for a more light look so she didn't look too metal for her interview. As she was applying her eyeliner Eddie spoke up again, "I don't know how you do that. I'd probably take out my eye if I tried."
"Do you actually want to wear eyeliner," She asked with a giggle as she met his gaze in the reflection.
"I've thought about doing it for my Tuesday night shows," he told her with a grin. She paused to think about it and realized the thought of him wearing eyeliner while jamming on his guitar made her hot and bothered.
"Well," she said grinning at him, "if you ever decide you want to put some on for a show, let me know and I'll apply it for you."
"I may just take you up on that," he replied seriously, "I have another show this Tuesday. You should come."
"You know I've gone to every show since we started dating," she teased with a smile, "well, except for last week."
It was true. Every Tuesday night Steve would pick up her and Robin and the three of them would make their way to Eddie's show. They would smoke a joint in the parking lot, Steve would buy them beer, and they would cheer their heads off as Eddie blew the roof of the bar. She still hadn't figured out how Steve was getting the beer, since he wasn't 21 yet, but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Every show, Eddie would dedicate the first song to her, which always made a large smile appear on her face. Some of the regulars started recognizing her and giving her cheers after he said it.
"All finished," she muttered as she put the final touches on her mascara. "how do I look?"
"Sexy as hell," he rasped as he looked at her, "I could eat you up."
"Not here," she teased, "we have to keep the door open, and that would be awkward."
He laughed in response and came up to pull her into a tight hug, the two of them swaying slightly left and right. She tugged him down into a brief kiss and pulled back, sending a slight smirk his way.
"What," he asked, with a raised eyebrow.
"You have bright red lipstick on your lips now," she told him with a smile, "I don't think it quite matches your aesthetic. He peered into her mirror and laughed.
"What," he asked in a fake scandalized tone, "you don't think red is my color?"
"Definitely not," she teased, reaching up to wipe the lipstick from his lips.
"Are you ready to go," he asked, reaching into his sweatpants pocket to grab his car keys, and dangle them in front of her.
"Aren't you going to put on the clothes from yesterday," She asked with a raised brow.
"Hell no," he stated in mock horror, "I'm not dressing like a prep two days in a row. Not a chance."
"Okay," She giggled, "I'm ready then, if you are."
"Your chariot awaits, milady," he stated in a faked British accent, putting his arm around her waist as he led her from the room. He spotted her parents sitting in the living room and continued speaking in his British accent, "We're off to take the lady to yonder Family Video. I'll have her home at a respectable time."
"Okay, sweetie," Beth giggled at him, "Good luck at your interview."
"Thanks, Ma," Chrissy cheered back as she and Eddie made their way out to his van.
Chrissy rocked the interview and was told she could start Tuesday after school. She would work from 3 to 8 with Eddie. The two of them decided that they would take a change of clothes to work with them and ride together to his show on Tuesday night. Robin and Steve would meet them there. After the interview Eddie dropped her off at home and told her he should probably make an appearance at his trailer, so Wayne didn't start getting worried about him. Though, that would be surprising since Eddie had spent most Saturday's at the Buckley's since Chrissy had moved in there.
After being dropped off, Chrissy didn't really have much to do, so she and Robin talked Beth into taking them thrifting, where Chrissy hit the jackpot. She found a leather miniskirt, some really comfy combat boots, a few band t-shirts for herself and two for Eddie and the best find was a cropped leather jacket. She thought it would be adorable paired with her new skirt and boots. Robin had found a few things for herself, too. Mostly shirts that she thought were cool, but she did find a really nice pair of jeans that hugged her curves well.
After Goodwill they went to Victoria's secret so that they could get some new bras and panties. Chrissy hurriedly purchased a special set while Robin had distracted Beth. Robin had couldn't say she was surprised when she asked Chrissy why she needed to distract their mom and was told that she wanted to pick out something sexy because she and Eddie were planning on having sex. The three of them went to several more stores after that, deciding to just have a fun girls day. They even went and got their nails and toes done at a nail salon that was open.
The following morning, Chrissy and Robin met Eddie out in his van. She was wearing her new Dio shirt and smiled as she pulled the two shirts she had grabbed of Eddie out of the bag. One was a Van Halen shirt, which she was pretty sure was one of the bands he listened to, the other was a Metallica shirt that had the album cover for Ride The Lightening on it.
"Princess," he shouted in surprise, "you got me presents? You shouldn't have."
"Eh, they're from Goodwill, so they were cheap," she replied in answer, "but I thought they seemed very you."
"I love them, thanks," he said leaning forward to press a lingering kiss to her lips. "I like your shirt. Is that also a Goodwill find?"
"It is," she replied against his lips, as she continued pecking him.
"Can we go now, or are you two going to kiss for the next half hour," Robin sassed from the backseat as she put her face up right next to theirs.
"Yeah, yeah," Eddie replied, rolling his eyes, "hold your damn horses. We'll make it to school with plenty of time to spare."
"Mhmmm," Robin said offhandedly.
Eddie was right, they made it to school with plenty of time to spare. The three of them walked in together, Robin talking animatedly about some new movie that had just come out at Family Video that they just had to watch as soon as possible. Eddie and Chrissy gave noncommittal responses, as they were too busy looking longingly into each other's eyes.
"Okay," Robin said, looking between them. "I get the feeling I'm not needed here right now. I'm just gonna skedaddle."
"Bye, sis," Chrissy said with a smile as Robin gave a final wave before disappearing into the throng of the students. Chrissy looked back to see Eddie was still looking at her with his chocolate gaze. She ran a hand up his chest, giving him a heavy look. "I can't wait for after school."
"Me either," he said, swallowing thickly, "I've been pretty much thinking about it since you brought it up on Saturday. We will have to stop at the pharmacy, though. I didn't get the chance to yesterday."
"For what," she asked frown marring her face momentarily.
"Condoms," he muttered, eyes flickering around the hallway for eavesdroppers.
"Oh, duh," she said exasperatedly, "good thing you thought of that. We would have gotten to that point and had to stop… and once we start I don't want to stop."
"Me either," he said huskily, backing her towards the wall and leaning down to press their lips together in a heated kiss. The kiss was short lived as Eddie was thacked on the back of the head with a stack of papers.
"None of that in school," Principal Higgins warned, giving them a pointed look. "This isn't a damn brothel."
"Yes, sir," Eddie said, immediately pulling back with a slight scowl on his face. As Principal Higgins walked away he whispered into her ear, "he's just jealous that he doesn't have someone to make out with."
"Probably," Chrissy agreed, taking his hand as they headed first to her locker, then to his so they could put away their bags and trade out their books for the first few classes of the day. "What does he think even happens at a brothel? We were literally just kissing."
Chrissy felt like the whole day dragged on and on. Even lunch, which normally passed by in the blink of an eye when she was around her friends seemed like it was extra long that day. She knew that it was just the anticipation of what was waiting for her after school, but it didn't make it any easier. In sixth period study hall, Eddie pulled out his math test with the A- written on it and smiled as he showed it to her. He had said that when Mrs. O'Donnell handed it to him she told him to keep up the great work in front of the whole class. Apparently when she had gotten to Jason, she told him to see her after class and Eddie had about busted a rib to hold in his laughter at the outraged look on the jock's face. He must not have done a very good job at keeping the look of his face though, because as soon as Mrs. O'Donnell's back was turned, Jason had flipped him off and mouthed 'fuck you'.
"I told him no thanks," Eddie laughed, "I so badly wanted to say that that was something that I would only do with you, but I didn't want to give them any ammo against us."
"Its probably for the best that you didn't say that," Chrissy agreed with a smile as she took his hand and pulled it up to her lips to press a kiss to his palm. His eyes softened further as he looked at her.
"God, I love you," he whispered, sending a look to see if the librarian was at her desk and pressing a kiss to her lips when he had confirmed she wasn't.
"I love you, too," she muttered back, pressing back into his lips.
As the final bell rang, Chrissy practically leapt from her seat and ran from the room. Robin, who shared the last class of the day with her, was laughing behind her as she saw how excited her sister looked. She teased her about not making her an auntie too soon, and the two of them when their separate ways, Robin off to band practice, and Chrissy off to find Eddie. She found him at his locker and walked up behind him, wrapping him in a hug from behind and resting her head against his back.
"Sorry, whoever you are," he teased, "I'm taken by the most beautiful girl in school. You may have heard of her, Chrissy Cunningham?"
"Eddie," Chrissy giggled, leaning up to press a kiss to the back of his neck, "stop teasing me. Are you ready to go?"
"Just about," he told her, flipping through one of his folders before putting it in his locker and shutting it firmly, "I'm done."
The two of them walked out of the school hand in hand. Eddie was a bundle of nerves, and it was showing a little bit. His hands were slightly shaking and he tripped over his feet a couple of times on the way to the van. Chrissy thought it was adorable, and sent a smirk his way as he slightly tripped for the third time.
"Are you okay, baby," she asked him, squeezing his hand.
"Yeah," he told her honestly, "just nervous. I want it to be good for you, and since I've never done this before, I'm worried I'll suck."
"You'll be great," she responded firmly, "don't worry about that kind of stuff with me. I know it'll be amazing because it's going to be with you."
"Thanks, Princess," he said, squeezing back on her hand tightly.
The two of them drove to the pharmacy and were at the check out counter. Chrissy could have sworn that she recognized the cashier that was checking them out, but figured it was just her paranoia that someone who knew her parents would see her buying condoms and tattle on her. She could tell that Eddie was slightly embarrassed to be buying condoms and again thought he was adorable. Though, maybe he's just nervous someone will mention it to his uncle. The bell dinged as someone made their way into the shop, walking right up to where they were standing. It was Chief Hopper and the girl she had seen with him at Bennigan's on Friday. That's where I recognized the cashier from. Chrissy shifted awkwardly, since she knew that he knew her parents… and Eddie's uncle. Great.
"Hey Joyce," he said to the cashier, giving her a happy smile. His eyes wandered down to the counter where the box of condoms was laying innocently and then trailed over to her and Eddie, "Oh, and hi Chrissy and Eddie."
"Hey, Chief Hopper," Eddie said, a slight flush on his face, while Chrissy mumbled a quick "Hi"
"My shift doesn't end for another ten minutes," Joyce told Hopper as she lifted the condoms and scanned them into the system. She looked at Eddie and Chrissy after addressing Hopper. "That'll be $3.27."
Eddie pulled out his wallet and handed her a five dollar bill, hands shaking slightly as he eyed Hopper warily. Joyce giggled slightly as she slid the package into a bag and handed him it with his change. She told him to have a nice day, and turned to give Hopper a look, who was still staring at Chrissy and Eddie.
"You kids stay safe," he said, with a slight smirk on his face, "and don't let me catch you using any of those in that van of yours, Munson, or I'll have to tell your parents. Both of yours."
"Okay, bye," Eddie said, and the two of them hurried from the register.
"Hop, you didn't have to tease them," They heard Joyce laughing, "don't you remember how embarrassing it was buying condoms when you were a teenager?"
"What's a condom," the young girl with Hopper had muttered, causing Hopper to sputter.
"I'll talk to you about it later, sweetie," Joyce told her.
That was the last thing Chrissy and Eddie heard as the door closed behind them. They looked at each other and started laughing, hurrying to Eddie's van and climbing in.
"That was so fucking awkward," Eddie said, as he turned on his car and started backing out of his parking space. "You don't think he'll say anything to either of our parents, right? That would defeat the purpose of us doing this when Uncle Wayne is at work."
"I don't think he'll say anything," Chrissy assured him, placing a hand on his knee. "Now lets go back to your place."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, putting his car in drive and heading out quickly.
They reached his trailer in record time, and the two of them hurried from the van and into the trailer. As soon as the door closed behind him, Chrissy pinned him up against the door and pulled him down to slot their mouths together. They kissed frantically at the door for a few minutes before Eddie pulled back.
"Can you wait out here for one minute," He asked, giving her a secretive smile, "I just want to make sure that it looks nice in there for our first time."
"Okay," She told him, "but don't take too long."
He was back for her within five minutes and took her by the hand, leading her down the hallway and to his room. He had closed the curtains and lit a few candles. Looking around his room, it appeared he had cleaned up in there recently. Probably in anticipation for what was about to happen. He closed the door behind himself and shifted awkwardly as she took in his room.
"I wanted to set the mood," he told her, motioning to the candles.
"It's very nice in here," she told him, turning around to look at him. "you must have cleaned."
"Yeah, yesterday," he told her with a grin, "Uncle Wayne was confused about why I was doing all my laundry and throwing stuff out. I obviously couldn't tell him why."
"I really don't think we should be talking about Uncle Wayne right now," Chrissy said seductively before grabbing the hem of Eddie's shirt and lifting. He smiled widely at her as he helped her to get it off over his head. She stared at his exposed chest, and raised her hand to trace her fingers over his tattoo. He let her softly explore his chest with her hands as he held his hands on her hips. She leaned forward and followed her finger with her tongue, causing him to shudder minutely.
"I love your tattoos," She told him, as she reached with her other hand to trace the tattoos on his forearm, "do you think I would look good with a tattoo?"
"Fuck yes," he said, imagining her in his head and starting to harden. "If you want one, I can take you to the guy who's done all of mine."
"We'll talk about that later," She said, "right now, I want to get you out of these pants."
She leaned forward on her toes and pressed a kiss to his lips, that he immediately deepened as his arm wrapped around her lower back and pulled her closer to him. She trailed her hands down his chest and started undoing his belt buckle, pulling it from the loops and tossing it somewhere on the floor behind her. While she was fiddling with his zipper, he had lifted her shirt over her head, separating their kiss momentarily, and tossed it in the same direction she had thrown his belt. She finally got his zipper down and started pushing his jeans down his hips, making sure that his underwear went with them. He had her pants down seconds later and she stepped out of them and kicked them off to the side. He pulled back from the kiss to take her in.
"Jesus," He muttered as he looked at her. She was wearing a matching black lace bra and panty set that left very little to the imagination. He trailed his hands up over her hips and rested them upon the swell of her breasts, "you're so fucking beautiful."
"So are you," she whispered back to him as she looked up and down his body. He stood erect, long and thick and hers. He started walking her towards his bed, kissing her the whole way there. When her knees hit the bed she sat down and started scooting herself up the mattress. He hovered over her the whole time kissing her until she was breathless. As she finally reached the pillows she laid down completely, with her legs spread. He settled himself between them and leaned down to continue kissing her sensually. She could feel herself already pulsing for him in her core.
He started trailing kisses down her body, stopping at her breasts and kissing between them. He pulled back slightly and lifted her a bit sliding his hand behind her to undo her bra, managing it one handed, which Chrissy found hot. She pulled her arms out of her bra, and he tossed it somewhere behind him, before leaning down and pulling one of her nipples into his mouth. She arched off the bed, releasing a low moan. He sent her a satisfied smirk before moving to suck on the other nipple while his hands slid down her body and started pulling down her panties. She lifted her hips to help him get them off of her and kicked them off of her right foot towards where she thought the rest of her clothes probably were.
He continued his trail down her body, kissing the whole way until he got to her center. He smiled up at her and leaned forward, licking into her crease until he reached her clit and started swirling his tongue around it while he slowly pumped one finger into her wet channel. She could feel his hair brushing against her thighs while he moved his head this way and that to get her to scream. When she felt herself nearing her orgasm, she pulled back on his hair, stopping his movement.
"If you don't stop that now, I'm going to come," she told him seriously, "and I want to come with you buried balls deep inside of me. Get the condom."
"Fuck, Chrissy," he told her as he reached to his bedside table where he had stored the condoms while she was waiting for him in the living room. He sat up on his haunches to roll the condom down over his prick, before laying back between her legs. Chrissy reached down and helped him direct his cock to her wet entrance and he slid slowly inside her, gasping as he bottomed out and freezing momentarily.
"Fuck," he grunted, feeling her walls tighten around him, "You're so damn tight. I need to stop for a second or I'm going to come prematurely."
A minute later he seemed to have better control of himself and slowly slid out, until just his head was inside her before thrusting back in. He set a slow pace at first, sliding his hips sensually against hers, and doing some sort of circling movements that was hitting Chrissy in the right spot. It started to feel really good really fast. She could feel every inch of him inside her. His cock had a slight angle to it that caused him to hit her g-spot every time he thrusted in. Eventually he started doing shorter harder thrusts, causing Chrissy to throw her head back and moan.
"Fuck, Eddie," She groaned as he continued hitting that spot deep inside her. She started thrusting her hips to meet him thrust for thrust. "you feel so good inside me. Harder."
He obliged and started slamming his hips up to meet her in a frantic pace that had his headboard banging against the wall in a thunk, thunk, thunk. She was glad they hadn't tried this when his uncle was home, because she doubted if she would have been able to keep quiet. A string of curses and moans was flying from her lips and he continued to slam into her. Her nails scratched down his back as he leant forward and started sucking and biting at her neck. She continued scratching her nails up and down his back, causing him to groan at the sensation. Somehow, he managed to pick up the pace even more, and she felt herself nearing her completion. He swirled his hips every few thrusts, and the next time he did that she felt something in her break to the surface.
"Fuck, Eddie," She screamed as her orgasm hit her out of nowhere. She released several loud moans as he continued fucking into her through her orgasm. Her walls tightened down on him in an even tighter grip and his hip movements became erratic and he groaned loudly as he started to come inside her. He continued thrusting, slowing down every few thrusts until he was spent. The two of them laid there panting together as they tried to catch their breath.
"Fuck, Princess," He muttered against her neck as he continued breathing heavily, "that was incredible."
"Yeah it was," she stated, rubbing her hands slowly up and down his back, "sorry if I scratched up your back too much."
"It actually felt amazing in the heat of the moment," he told her, "it'll probably sting a little bit tomorrow, but I really don't care… so did you think I was good?"
"Are you fucking kidding me," She asked with a shuttery laugh. "You just rocked my fucking world. I've never come so hard in my life. I also didn't even have to rub myself off while you fucked me. I was able to come from the penetration alone. That's rare."
"Really," He asked her, sending her a pleased smile.
"Really, really," she confirmed, rubbing her hands up and down his back.
Eventually he got the strength to pull himself from her, removing the condom and tying it off at the end before throwing it into his little trash bin by the bed. He turned back to her and pulled her naked form against his chest to cuddle. She threw a leg and an arm over him and pressed butterfly kisses to his throat. He reached down to pull the blankets up from the bottom of the bed to cover them up before putting his arms back around her and rubbing her back. The two of them were so relaxed that they eventually fell asleep, only waking up when Eddie's phone started ringing later. Eddie hurriedly got out of bed, running to the kitchen to grab the phone.
"Munson residence," he stated as he answered the phone.
"Eddie? It's Beth," Eddie's eyes widened, as she started talking, "Is Chrissy still there? Its getting kind of late, and we expected her home half an hour ago."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Buckley," he stated, "we were studying and lost track of time. We'll finish up and I'll bring her home."
"Okay," Beth said, "I'll see you soon."
He hung up the phone and hurried back to his bedroom, glancing at the clock. It was already 8:30.
"Shit, Princess," he told her as he came running into his room, still fully in the nude. "it's fucking 8:30. We slept for a few hours."
"Fuck," Chrissy said, jumping from the bed and starting to gather her clothes. "I was supposed to be home half an hour ago."
"I know," he told her as he hurriedly pulled on his boxers and jeans. "That was your mom on the phone calling to see where you were."
"shit, shit, shit," Chrissy chimed, as she pulled on her underwear and jeans. "do you know where my bra went?"
"Uh, I don't remember where I threw it," Eddie replied, as he pulled his shirt over his head. The two of them started searching his room frantically for her bra. "Fuck, I can't believe we cant find your bra. Do you think she'll notice if you don't wear one?"
"At this point I'm going to have to chance it," she said as she pulled her shirt over her head, "do you have a jacket I could borrow, or something?"
He raced to his closet and pulled out one of his sweatshirts, handing it to her. She shrugged it on and zipped it up most of the way, holding her arms out to him.
"Can you tell I'm not wearing a bra," She asked him seriously.
"Nope," he said cheerfully, "let's go."
The two of them hurried out to his van and buckled in. Chrissy immediately started brushing her fingers through her hair to try to get it not to look like she had had sex. At one point, Chrissy looked at him and started laughing. She couldn't explain why she was laughing to him when he asked, she was breathless with laughter. He soon joined in, and the two of them laughed all the way to her house. When they pulled up to her house, the two of them had tears of mirth in their eyes. Eventually the laughing slowed down and they sat there in companiable silence.
"I love you," He whispered, as he leaned in to brush a kiss first against her forehead, then against her lips. "thank you so much for tonight. It was wonderful."
"I love you more," she muttered against his lips, "I had a wonderful night, too. I can't wait to do it again."
"We're not going to be one of those couples that does the I love you more thing, are we," he asked her, grinning at her as he pulled back to look into her eyes.
"We don't have to be," she told him, "I'm content being known that I'm the one who loves you more."
"No, I love you more," he said, eyes widening after he said it. "Well shit. I guess we are one of those couples."
"I guess so," Chrissy joked, laughing again.
"You have such a beautiful laugh," he told her, brushing her cheek with his hand, "Everything about you is beautiful."
"Why do you always have to say the sweetest things to me," she asked him, placing her hand over his on her cheek.
"Because you deserve it," he said, smiling at her and pressing a kiss to her lips.
"I should probably go in," she muttered, leaning against him to wrap him in a tight hug. "Ma called over 20 minutes ago. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, you're probably right," he told her. "I saw someone peaking out of the window a second ago, so it was probably her."
They hugged one another again, and Chrissy grabbed her bag from the back seat before opening the door and slowly climbing out, before she closed the door, she looked at him again.
"Goodnight, babe," she said, "I'll see you tomorrow. Love you.'
"I love you more," he stated back, sending her a smirk. She just smiled at him and closed the door, walking up the path to the front door of her house. He waited to leave until he saw her walk in. She turned around and saw Beth and John sitting on the couch, giving her a stern look.
"It is almost 9pm," Beth said, "you were supposed to be home almost an hour ago."
"I'm so sorry," she said as she shifted her bag on her shoulders, "we were studying and we lost track of time. We didn't even realize how late it had gotten until you called."
"Try not to let it happen again," John stated, "or we're going to have to ask that you have study sessions here."
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," she promised. Next time we'll set the damn alarm before we have sex so that it goes off half an hour before I'm supposed to be home. "I'm going to go to bed. I'm pretty tired."
"Okay, goodnight sweetie," Beth said from the couch.
"Night, Ma," Chrissy stated as she made her way back to her room. When she was out of earshot, John looked at Beth and raised an eyebrow.
"Do you really think they lost track of time studying," Beth asked her husband, "because I'm not so sure I buy it."
"Based on the size of that hickey on her neck, I'm going to say no," John told her, "they probably started making out and lost track of time that way."
"Damn teenagers," Beth said with a laugh, "they think they're so smart. Studying my ass."
Chrissy walked into her room and shut the door. She walked to her dresser and had just pulled out her pajamas when there was a knock on her door.
"Just a sec, I'm changing," she shouted. She hurriedly changed into her pajamas and pulled open the door to find Robin on the other side smirking at her. She ushered her sister in, closing the door behind her as the two of them climbed up onto her bed.
"So," Robin started, giving her a pointed look, "how was it? Was it everything you had dreamed?"
"Oh god," Chrissy whispered with a large grin. "It was the best sex I've ever had in my life. Whenever Jason and I would have sex, I would pretty much just lay there. The only time I ever got off was when I rubbed myself while he was doing his thing. Honestly, he was kind of small and I could barely even feel him down there, but with Eddie it was incredible. I literally came just from the penetration. He has a really nice dick."
"I don't really need to know how big your boyfriends dick is," Robin said with a laugh, "but I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. So what really happened, because I know you didn't lose track of time studying."
"Oh god," Chrissy groaned. "after the sex we fell asleep and didn't wake up until the phone rang. Then I couldn't find my damn bra, so I had to come home braless. I was so scared Ma or Pop would notice I wasn't wearing one. Thankfully they seemed to buy the story about studying."
"That's lucky," Robin told her, "especially considering your hair is still kind of a mess and you have a hickey the size of Texas on the side of your neck."
"I do," Chrissy asked, running to the mirror to glance in it. Robin was right, her hair did look messier than normal and the hickey was pretty large. "Shit. That's gonna draw a lot of attention at school tomorrow."
"I can't believe the parentals didn't notice that thing," Robin said from behind her. Chrissy glared at her in the mirror.
"Eh, I'll wear Eddies jacket, and maybe no one will notice," Chrissy said, heading back over to her bed.
"so do you still have to do your homework," Robin asked as she joined Chrissy back on her bed.
"Nah, we finished everything in study hall," Chrissy assured her. "Man, I'm wired. I don't think I'm going to be able to fall asleep for a while. We slept for a few hours."
"We could have a little smoke session," Robin suggested, causing Chrissy to smile.
"You're just using me for my drugs," Chrissy joked, "I see how it is."
"Why else would I hang out with a freak like you," Robin joked back, only to get an elbow to the side for her efforts. "Just kidding, jeesh. You don't have to break my rib."
"I could do with a little smoke," Chrissy told her and walked over to her underwear drawer, pulling out the tin she kept her pot and rolling papers in and walking back over to the bed. She rolled them a joint with nimble fingers, and the two of them went over to her window and popped it open, hanging out of it while the passed the joint back and forth between them. They ended up staying up until 12:30, laughing and giggling together and with Chrissy explaining the sex in graphic detail, which caused Robin to blush.
Eddie woke up early the next morning and started searching his room again for Chrissy's vanishing bra. He searched under his bed and didn't find it, he even looked in the closet to see if maybe he had thrown it in there, but he couldn't find it there either. Eventually he got down on his hands and knees and started searching under every available surface in his room. That's how his uncle found him in the morning. His door was wide open while he searched.
"What on Earth are you looking for," Wayne asked as he stepped into the room, surveying his nephew with amusement.
"Chrissy's bra," Eddie said without thinking, then cheered as he found the bra underneath his dresser, "found it."
"And why," Wayne asked, a dangerous hint to his voice, "Are you searching for Chrissy's bra? Why would her bra be in your room?"
"Shit," Eddie stated, "um… She was here studying last night and said that her bra was bothering her, so she took it off, but misplaced it."
Wayne stepped further into the room and glanced into Eddie's trash bin, immediately seeing the used condom sitting at the bottom of the otherwise empty bin. Shit. I'm busted. Wayne looked back up at him with a serious look on his face.
"Edward Anthony Munson," Wayne stated sternly, "What did I say about having a girl in your room when I'm gone?"
"Not to," Eddie mumbled, still on his knees and avoiding his uncle's stern gaze.
"Then you just lied to my face," Wayne went on to say, "As if I would ever believe that she took it off because it was bothering her. Do you think I was born yesterday?"
"No, sir," Eddie mumbled weakly.
"You are grounded for two weeks, one for having Chrissy in your room while I'm gone and the other for lying to me about it," Wayne said as he continued glaring at him with a stern look. "That means no after school activities, including Hellfire or The Hideout. You can go to work and I'll continue to allow you to have study sessions with Chrissy because I know she helps you a lot with your homework, but from now on they will be supervised by her parents."
"You're not going to tell them we had sex, are you," Eddie asked in horror, eyes wide. "I'm 19 and she's going to be 18 next month."
"You bet your ass I am," Wayne told him with an angry hint to his voice. "They need to know what their daughter is getting up to when they're not around, and I'm sure even when she turns 18, as long as she's living with them, they will have rules for her."
"Can you at least give me a chance to warn Chrissy before you call them," Eddie begged, eyes still wide with horror.
"I'll give you until I wake up for my shift tonight," Wayne acquiesced, ",but I'm not backing down on this Edward."
Eddie flinched. He hated when he made his uncle upset enough with him to call him Edward. Why, oh why did he say he was looking for her bra? He must have had a momentary lapse of sanity. He knew his uncle would jump on that. He hadn't even really realized who he had been speaking to when his uncle asked him what he was looking for.
"Yes, sir," Eddie stated, dejected, "What if they don't allow me to come over to study anymore?"
"I highly doubt they'll do that," Wayne stated, going to pull Eddie up off the ground, "You've told me on multiple occasions that they said they love you. They're not going to hate you now that they know you're sleeping with their daughter."