The Hero

Miss Magillicuddy

Chapter 10

That Friday the group made their way to Steve's house after Hellfire club had let out. Chrissy sat in the front seat next to Eddie while Dustin had climbed in next to her in the other passenger seat. Mike, Lucas and Will had piled into the backseat as Eddie made his rounds to pick up the freshmen's girlfriends. El had told Hopper that she was staying the night at Max's place, and Max hadn't needed to worry about it since her mom was going to be working all night. The two girls climbed awkwardly up into his van, Lucas and Mike giving up their seats to sit unbuckled in the back with Eddie's guitar and Amp. Eddie was driving particularly careful with them back there. The rest of Hellfire and his band planned to meet him at Steve's.

As they rolled to a stop outside his house the group of teens piled out of the van, Eddie and Chrissy making their way to the back to grab his baby and his amplifier. He could see Gareth unloading his drum kit as he walked his way into Steve's living room. The front door was open and they made their way in. Chrissy was excited to see her boyfriend perform an exclusive show for her and their friends. The band wasn't going to play all night. They were just going to do a set and then have the stereo blasting for the rest of the time. As she looked around the room, she saw a few people she recognized but hadn't been formally introduced to. She threw caution to the wind and made her way over.

"Hi," she chirped cheerfully, "I'm Chrissy. I don't think I've actually been introduced to you. You're Mike's sister and Will's Brother, right?"

"Yeah, I'm Nancy," the girl introduced herself with a smile. "and that's Jonathan and our new friend Argyle."

"Great to meet you, fair lady," the boy with long black hair said as he gave her a once over, "do you partake in the joys of weed, man?"

"Argyle," Jonathan groaned with a laugh, rolling his eyes. "Leave her be. That's Chrissy Cunningham. It's very unlikely that she smokes weed."

"Actually," Chrissy corrected, sending a smirk Jonathan's way, "I love getting high. It relaxes me."

"Righteous," Argyle responded, pulling a baggie out of his pocket. "This is Purple Palm Tree delight. It'll relax the fuck out of you, man. Have you had it before?"

"Not that I know of," She told him with a giggle. "I just smoke whatever Eddie gives me."

"Who's Eddie," He asked her, glazed eyes meeting her own.

"He's my boyfriend," she stated, motioning over to where Eddie was hooking up his guitar to the amp, while staring back at her lovingly, "He's in the band that's going to be playing shortly. Very metal."

"Righteous guitar, dude," Argyle shouted at Eddie sending him a wave. Eddie grinned back indulgently as he stroked his hand up the neck of his guitar.

"Chrissy, come sit next to me," Dustin shouted from the couch directly in front of where Eddie would be playing. "I got us front row seats to Eddie's show."

"I'll talk to you guys later," Chrissy said, giggling, about to head away but being stopped by Argyle pressing a bud of purple palm tree delight into her hand.

"For that beautiful bong sitting on the table, lady," he told her with a grin.

"Thanks, man," Chrissy said as she made her way over to sit by Dustin. "They seem nice."

Steve sat on her other side with Robin perched on the arm of the sofa next to him as they waited for Corroded Coffin to start playing. Several more people showed up until the living room was mostly full of people Chrissy recognized from school, or had recently graduated from school. She noticed some of the people looking between Steve and Eddie with confusion in their eyes. She assumed they must not have been at his Halloween party if they didn't realize he was now friends with Eddie. She smiled as Eddie approached the microphone, looking out at the large group of teenagers around him This would be the most people he had performed in front of.

"Hey everyone," He stated, shifting awkwardly before locking eyes with Chrissy and gaining confidence, "We're Corroded Coffin. Who's ready to rock?"

Several people cheered in excitement, Chrissy being the loudest. After the cheering died down, Gareth counted them in and the roof blew off the house. Chrissy looked around and saw several of the people who had been eyeing Eddie previously now looking at him in shock as his fingers flew over his instrument and he started singing into the mic. She could even hear some people start whispering behind her.

"I had no idea Eddie Munson had any sort of talent at anything," one girl whispered as she eyed her boyfriend, eyes roving over his form. "That actually makes him kind of hot."

"Yeah, I didn't know either," another girl had whispered back, "I wonder if he's seeing anyone."

"He is," Dustin said from beside her, turning to look at the two girls whispering behind them. He motioned to Chrissy, "He's completely in love with her."

"Chrissy Cunningham," the first girl asked in shock, "is dating Eddie 'The Freak' Munson?"

"He isn't a freak," Chrissy said darkly, turning to glare at her, "He's the best person I've ever known, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't call him that."

Chrissy flipped her hair at them, and turned back around, sharing an eyeroll with Dustin as the two of them started cheering Eddie on. Eventually, she felt like moving and stood up, pulling Dustin with her as the two of them started jumping up and down and banging their heads to the beat. She could see Eddie watching her with a smile in between verses of the song. The two of them were thrashing, and sending smiles back Eddie's way. As they ended his set, he came back up to the mic.

"That last song was dedicated to the love of my life, Chrissy," he said, grinning at her as she ran forward and enveloped him in a tight hug, his guitar hanging between them. After holding onto her for a few minutes, he and the band started packing up their stuff and Chrissy helped to run it out to their vans. When they came back in, she saw that Dustin was saving them a seat on the couch. She pushed Eddie down and climbed into his lap as the stereo blared.

"You did so good, baby," she cooed as she turned sideways in his lap and pressed a lingering kiss to his lips. "I can't believe I get to date the lead guitarist and singer of Corroded Coffin!"

"I can't believe I get to date the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my entire life," he countered, leaning forward to brush their lips together again. The two of them sat snuggled on the couch for a while and Chrissy had to grin as person after person came up to tell Eddie how awesome he was at the guitar. He had shifted awkwardly each time, but thanked them nonetheless.

Eventually Chrissy started eyeing the bong that was sat innocently on the coffee table in front of her and pulled out the bud that Argyle had given her earlier. She gave Eddie a mischievous look as she held it between them.

"Do you want to smoke this together," She asked, as she showed it to him, "It's apparently purple palm tree delight and is the best weed in the world. At least, according to the new kid."

"Hell yeah I smoke with you, Princess," he told her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "I've never tried that particular strand. I guess we'll be the judge on whether it's really the best."

Eddie shifted and grabbed the pot from her before he started loading it into the bowl of the bong. Once he had everything set up, he let her take the first drag, explaining how the bong worked. Chrissy put her lips to the opening of the bong and started sucking in air as Eddie lit it up for her, the water in the bong bubbling loudly. It was so much smoother than smoking a joint. She could hardly believe it. Chrissy turned to look at Eddie while holding the smoke in her lungs and pulled his face towards hers, shotgunning it into his mouth. He held it in for a few seconds before releasing a large plume of smoke from his mouth. She could see some of the people from school looking at her in shock, so she gave them a one fingered salute and a raised eyebrow. Dustin was looking between them with an awkward look on his face. She guessed he had never seen anyone shotgun before.

Chrissy turned around and straddled Eddie's lap, holding the bong between them as she offered it to him. He smiled at her and leant his lips down to the pipe part of it and Chrissy lit the bowl for him, eyes wide with arousal as she watched him take a deep inhale and breath out an even larger plume of smoke than before. The two of them took turns smoking, refilling the bowl when they needed to and eventually started sharing with Steve and Robin when they were teased about being weed hogs. Chrissy realized suddenly that she was higher than she had ever been, as she sat there giggling on Eddie's lap while running her hands up and down his chest.

"Your shirt is so soft under my fingertips, babe," She whispered as she continued caressing him. She was so focused on him, she was only vaguely aware of Steve offering to let Dustin try smoking pot, which the surprised 14 year old had agreed to. She was more aware when Dustin broke into a coughing fit as he tried smoking for the first time. He was choking on the air as his eyes watered.

"How the hell do you people do that all the time," He asked, as he pounded lightly at his chest, still slightly coughing.

"I said the something similar my first time," Chrissy told him with a giggle. "but now I'm a pro. I'm a pro smoker. Pro smokeeeer."

"Oh god, you're baked," Dustin laughed as Eddie looked at him in confusion.

"What's going on," Eddie asked as his head slightly spun from how light it was feeling.

"You both are," Dustin howled as he slapped his knee.

"So will you," Chrissy told him, "You just smoked pot."

"When did that happen," Eddie asked as he rubbed his hands up and down her thighs. Chrissy couldn't even formulate a response to that and just giggled and started running her hands up and down his chest again. Eventually their rubbing on each other devolved into a heated makeout session taking place between their friends. They were completely absorbed in one another, completely unaware as the bong made its rounds between Robin and Steve and a few times back to Dustin.

"I'm such a bad babysitter," Steve complained later as Dustin told him he was feeling floaty, "I can't believe I just let my 14 year old little brother smoke pot. What kind of parent will I be?"

"A cool one," Robin giggled, "the coolest dad in the world. You'll remember what it was like to be a teenager. What do you mean your brother?"

"Dustin is basically my brother, now," Steve told her in a slow but overly loud voice, "we've been through shit together. He's my brother and you're my sister. My sister from another mister."

Robin broke down into giggles as Steve was talking, realizing that all of them were stoned off their asses. She rolled her eyes a little as Chrissy bumped into her while she was readjusting to kiss Eddie harder.

"Can you two stop," she asked, "or get a fuckin room. I really don't need to see how babies are made."

"We'd have to be naked for that to happen, sis," Chrissy giggled as she leant back in and started kissing on Eddie's throat.

"Hey, someone smoked all the pot," Steve complained as the bong made it's way back to him.

"I got you, brochacho," a voice came from behind him, "if you let me use the bong, I'll share my product with you."

Chrissy continued sucking kisses onto Eddie's throat and felt him begin to swell against her thigh. She shifted down, causing him to let out a low groan that caught the attention of their friends around them. All of her inhibitions seemed to have flown out the window and she didn't even care that people could see them.

"Oh hell no," Steve said suddenly. "You two aren't going to fuck in front of everyone. Go upstairs, third door on the right is my parents room. You're washing the sheets afterwards."

"What," Chrissy asked in confusion as she pulled back from Eddie to peer over her shoulder at him.

"I said go upstairs, third door on the right," Steve told her, stumbling slightly over his words as his mouth was very dry. "You can fuck in peace, but you're washing the sheets later."

"Don't have to tell me twice," Chrissy said, jumping from Eddie's lap and grabbing his hand to drag him upstairs with her.

"but I did have to tell you twice," Steve stated, rolling his eyes as he watched them leave. Eventually the rest of his freshman friends joined him and he didn't feel right letting only Dustin smoke pot, so they all got to try it. It was a very giggly group of freshman for the rest of the night.

Upstairs the door had barely closed behind them before Chrissy had Eddie pinned to it as they kissed furiously. She slid her hand down his chest, sliding lower until she was gripping him through his jeans. He groaned into their kiss and started backing her towards the king sized bed in the middle of the room. Their kiss became more and more heated every step they took towards the bed. Chrissy was still palming him through his jeans as the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed.

"I want this inside of me," she told him as she squeezed him gently, before pushing him back half a step and pulling her Hellfire club shirt over her head and tossing it off to the side. He didn't need any further pressing and pulled his shirt off tossing it in the same direction. The leant back together into another passionate kiss before Chrissy pulled back again, "do you have a condom?"

Eddie hurriedly pulled out his wallet, eyes widening in horror as he remembered they had used the last one in his van the day previously and he hadn't remembered to put another one in there.

"Fuck," he said as he looked at his wallet, seeing just a couple of twenty dollar bills inside. "I don't have one. God dammit. I'm sorry, Princess."

"Fuck it," Chrissy said after a moment of thought, "I'm on the pill. I want you to fuck me until I scream."

"Are you sure, Princess," he asked, even as her hand was already working his belt from their loops. His jeans dropped to the floor, and Chrissy went with them, falling to her knees before him.

"I'm sure, baby," she said, before he licked a tantalizing strip across the head of his cock, which already had beads of precome forming. Without further warning she deep throated him, and his head fell back on his shoulders as her head started bobbing up and down. She pulled off momentarily to look at him. "Let me know when you're close. I want you to come in my pussy, not my mouth."

"Christ," he whispered as she started going back down on him. The only sounds in the room was his labored breathing, muffled music from downstairs, and the soft slurps coming from her mouth as she sucked on him. The sensations of her going down on him were heightened, due to the his current state of being high. He felt every inch of her mouth taking him in and realized very suddenly that he was close to coming. "Princess, stop if you don't want me to come in your mouth."

She pulled off immediately and stood to her feet, unbuttoning her jeans ands pushing them down her hips along with her underwear. She stepped out of them and took the step back towards him, kicking them off to the side, and pulled him into another kiss. He could taste himself on her lips and it got him even more frenzied. He pulled her hips against his, pressing his cock against her hips a few times to try to get back sensation. She pulled back and grinned at him with a sultry look in her blue eyes.

"How do you want me, baby," She asked him, reaching down to palm at him lightly. "Do you want me on bottom, on top riding you, on my knees in front of you?"

"Fuck," He groaned at the mental image. "On your knees, Princess."

The two of them climbed up onto the bed, shuffling forwards on their knees until they were nearby the pillows at the top of the bed. He stayed behind her and she hot him a grin over her shoulder, looking pointedly down the flushed head of his penis pointing at her.

"Are you gonna fuck me," She teased, "or just stare at me all night."

He groaned and moved forward instantly, grabbing the base of his cock and lining it up with her entrance before he slowly slid in. His eyes practically rolled into the back of his head as she shifted back, immediately impaling herself on him. He didn't know if the difference was the lack of condom, or the fact that he was high, but it felt even more amazing than usual. He gripped her hips and pulled out until only his head remained before thrusting back in roughly, catching her gspot and causing her spine to arch.

"Oh god, Eddie," she groaned as he continued his thrusts. He had set a furious pace, and the only soon the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the cracking of the headboard filled the room. She could feel every vein on his cock as he stretched her perfectly. His hands moved from her waist to grope at her breasts as he continued to pound into her. "f-f-fuck."

Eddie shifted back on his knees and pulled her up so that her chest was to his back and continued to fuck up into her from that angle. The new angle had her so she was bouncing up and down in his lap to meet his thrusts. She could feel herself getting close, especially when he reached around her, one hand sliding up to play with her nipples and the other moving down to rub roughly at her clit. Her head shot back landing to rest on his shoulder as she released her loudest moan yet and she clamped down on him as she reached her orgasm. Taking her over the edge ended up leading to him swelling inside of her before she felt warmth spread as he came inside her. The two of them continued gyrating against each other until they were spent. They were both panting heavily as he finally pulled from her and laid down on the bed next to her. She could feel his come slipping from her as they laid cuddled up together.

The two of them laid there together for about half an hour, just cuddling and chatting, as he ran his hand up and down her back. Eventually the two of them separated and Eddie made his way into the attached bathroom and grabbed a washcloth, making his way back over to her and cleaning her up. She smiled at him dreamily. After he finished cleaning her up, the two of them got dressed and pulled the sheets from the bed. They stopped by the living room when they got downstairs, asking Steve where his washing machine was. He directed them through the kitchen and into the laundry room, where the two of them put the dirty sheets and blankets into the washing machine. Their task down, they headed back into the living room and joined the rest of their party sitting around the coffee table.

The rest of the night passed by quickly, with the group chatting and laughing together. At one point, Chrissy and Eddie disappeared again to switch the laundry over to the dryer, and then even later that night take it back upstairs and make up the bed the way it had been before they had used it. Eventually, the group found themselves laying on the floor in the living room, falling asleep one by one.

The following morning everyone slowly woke up and got ready to go home for the day. Chrissy and Robin had brought a duffle bag with them with fresh clothes so that the smell from the party wouldn't be all over them when they got home. Chrissy even pulled out a brush from the bag to comb out her knotted hair, pulling it up into a high ponytail like she had used to wear in cheer. Once all of them were ready, they piled into Steve and Eddie's cars and were driven home. In the end it was just him, Chrissy and Robin in the van.

"I had so much fun last night," Chrissy stated as she laid her hand on Eddie's thigh. "I'm glad I was able to go."

"I am, too, Princess," he told her laying his hand over the top of hers.

"I can't believe you two had sex in Steve's parents room," Robin joked from behind them.

"Better than doing it in front of all of our friends," Chrissy said as she blushed. She couldn't believe she had been as forward as she had been the previous night.

"Yeah, our eyes thank you," Robin snorted. "I really wouldn't want to see that. Watching you two mack all over each other was enough."

"We weren't that bad, were we," Eddie asked with a chuckle.

"You started griding on each other on the couch sat next to a 14 year old, your sister, and one of your best friends," Robin reminded them. "You were, indeed, that bad."

"Okay, maybe we did get a little carried away," Chrissy agreed, smiling in memory of the previous night, "but at least Steve offered us a solution. I've only been able to have quickies with Eddie in the van for the last few weeks."

"Have you guys had sex where I'm sitting," Robin asked, shifting awkwardly as that dawned on her. "Gross, you let me sit in your sex spot."

"We've had sex in every surface of this van," Eddie told her with a laugh, "you're not going to find somewhere to sit that hasn't been christened."

"Eww, I need to sanitize my clothes when I get out of here," She joked, blushing madly.

"Not even slightly sorry," Chrissy told her, "We have to do it somewhere since neither of our houses are an option right now."

"Yeah, okay," Robin agreed. "I get it."

Eddie ended up staying at their place all day, having fun hanging out with her family. They watched movies all morning and at night they did their usual Saturday night board game night. Eddie stayed over afterwards with a firm reminder about the bedroom door staying open. Even though they couldn't really do much with the door open, once the light snores came from her parents room the two of them felt brave enough to touch one another under the covers. Eddie kissing her to keep her quiet as he rubbed and fingered her through an orgasm. She repaid the favor with a hand job. The two of them fell asleep quickly after that, cuddled up together in her bed.

AN: I don't know how I feel about this chapter, but I'll post it anyways. I'm struggling to focus on the writing with my kitty being sick. I think he may have a UTI.