Y'all, I apologize if this is THE WORST fancfic you have ever read in your life. i did this on a whim, so any typos or awful grammar i do apologize, I am not a writer. this story is about Nancy and Robin from Stranger Things. I DO NOT OWN STRANGER THINGS. I am just borrowing the characters because I had a thought. some context, Nancy is in college, but lives at home to cut costs. this is after Vecna, he is defeated. y'all strap in because uh, its a bit spicy. and awful due to grammar and spelling errors.

Chapter 1

I am making out with Nancy Wheeler.

Alright, Robin. that's it. That's all you gotta think.

…..

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..I….am making out with Nancy Wheeler…

HOW?! How did this happen, we were talking about random things and then we looked at each other and…

SHIT! What the HELL am I gonna tell Steve?!

AHH - no. I can't think about that right now. It's hard to do anything when…

Robin came back to reality when Nancy bit down gently on her neck. And-

"Oh", Robin let out a moan and sigh. She quickly opened her eyes and blushed hard as Nancy Towered over her with a slight smirk on her face. Nancy drew closer down to her ear,

and whispered, "That's my good girl".

Robin could feel the blush radiating from her face. Her heart was beating fast and her head full of thoughts tearing, eating at her. Nancy could see this, and leaned back in close to her ear. "Ditch those thoughts, focus on me. Focus on my voice. My words. My touch. Robin, I know you can be a very good girl for me."

While speaking Nancy lifts her chin so Robin could make eye contact with her.

Robin nods compliantly and Tries to focus on Nancy. For Robin it's hard to focus. She never really thought about how hard it would be to focus during absolute sexy times with a sexy woman. She didn't get that far, because she really thought she wouldn't MAKE IT that far. Her thoughts were racing a mile a minute at every touch, but She knew she had to try to focus on one touch at a time, and somehow…it felt more…rewarding. Still exhausting but… rewarding on being able to feel every touch. Robin could feel Nancy staring at her.

"Robin, focus on me please."

Robin brings her attention back to Nancy. Nancy smiles down on her and kisses the left side of Robin's neck. She slowly and gently trails downward with butterfly kisses. Robin sighs and puts her arm around her neck. She focuses on how the kiss feels and how slowly the kisses come. She focuses on where they are going. Nancy bites the nape of her neck gently and sucks down on the skin. Robin is pretty sure it would leave a bruise but she didn't care. Nancy moved on and tilted Robin's head up and lightly dragged the tip of her nail down the middle.

"May I take off your shirt, Robin."

Robin vigorously nodded her head yes.

" I need a verbal response, please"

Robin paused for a moment before letting out a little "Y…Yes"

"There's my good girl"

Nancy proceeded to drag her finger nail back down the middle of Robin's neck, Robin bit her lip and muffled a slight moan. Nancy removed the suspenders from her arms and started to unbutton her dress shirt. Slowly Nancy unbuttoned every single button and was getting mighty close to her pelvic region. Every now and again, Nancy would look to see if Robin was focusing on her. Once all the buttons were removed opened, slipped the dress shirt off of Robin, and threw it on her bedroom floor. Nancy left butterfly kisses going up her stomach that led back to her neck

Robin was still trying to focus, but her brain was like a small ship on a stormy ocean. SHE IS DOING SOME SPICY SHIT WITH NANCY WHEELER. Nancy FUCKING Wheeler. What the HELL is she gonna tell people when they ask about the hickeys? HOW AM I GONNA TELL STEVE?! She focuses back on Nancy when Nancy gets a bit more aggressive with neck kisses. Robin gasped when Nancy tilted her head upwards and left another hickey. More kisses unused followed by sighs and gasps from Robin.

" May I take your bra off?" Nancy asked, her eyes were full of curiosity and a bit of…. Was that shock? almost like she didn't expect to get this far herself to be honest..

Feeling a bit more confident, Robin enthusiastically said "Yes."

Robin lifts her back so Nancy can unclasp her bra. Once removed she lays back down and all Nancy can do is stare in wonderlust. Robin isn't sure if that's a word, but that's the only way she knew how to describe her gaze. She almost instinctively went to work. Sucking and caressing and kissing Robin's breasts. Robin clawed at Nancy's back, her nether region was getting wetter and wetter with each touch. Her heart beating faster and faster through every little kiss, every little bite. Nancy grabbed Robin's sides and kissed down her stomach. She inched closer and closer until… she stopped.

Robin opened her eyes and noticed Nancy had gotten up and looked out the curtain on her window.

"SHIT."

"I am sorry Robin we gotta stop, my parents are home, they are gonna hear us." Upon hearing that Robin scrambles off of Nancy's bed and clumsily finds her bra and button up on Nancy's floor.

"Oh SHOOT OKAY. umm can we use…can we continue this at..at my house..or.. Umm.."

Nancy ponders this for a moment. She is just about to answer. When she hears her dad coming up the stairs, "Hey Nance, just picked up Holly from Daycare, don't forget you agreed to watch Mike and Holly tonight. Your mother and I are going out tonight."

Nancy looks back at Robin with an apologetic sad smile.

"So that's a no…. UMM… I'm….I'm gonna…go.."

Nancy stops Robin. She leans in close to Robin and whispers

"There WILL be a next time, I don't know when. But there WILL be a next time."

The two young women look into each other's eyes, each lingering with burning desire, Nancy kisses her goodbye, fixes her jacket to hide the marks for now.. They both walk out and down the stairs. Nancy walks Robin to the door.

They both stair at each other a moment longer before Robin says "B…Bye."

Robin turned around, and promptly grabbed her bike. On the way home her brain kept running away from her. She thought about everything that happened, focusing on every sound, every feeling, every touch. It was like magic. She thought about what she was gonna tell Steve. That was his ex-girlfriend, that's like breaking a bro code? Or even is it? She didn't know at that moment. She thought about how it even led up to that movement. She knew she liked Nancy but never in a million years did she think that that could ever happen to her.

When she got home, she screamed into her pillow.

"I made out with Nancy Wheeler", she thought.

"I made out with Nancy FUCKING Wheeler. "