Ellie sat in Eddie's room, playing with the holes in her ripped up sweater. Eddie had moved back into the trailer, they both decided that space would be good for them as she continued her treatment. He was still over there almost everyday but it had done some good for them to at least have some nights alone.

He had called her before work was over and she knew he was going through it.

Eddie had decided that today was in need of a good edible so they both made some with an old box of brownie mix. The timer had gone off and he raced to them, almost forgetting to use an oven mitt to grab the hot pan in his excitement.

A group of jocks had knocked down all of the stands in the record shop so Eddie had stayed late to fix it. The labels he had made had been ripped up under their sneakers. He had to hide in the backroom, knowing that he couldn't stand up to the group and that they could easily drag him into the alley behind the store. He was not about to relive middle school.

While Jason Carver was at college his lackeys who couldn't afford it still wrecked havoc when they could. They had sharpied "Freak Fucker" across the store with the occasional "Satanist" sprinkled in there for variety.

Mr. Ackley walked in at closing to find the doors already locked and Eddie scrubbing the marker away.

He was not happy at the boy's efforts. No amount of cleaner got the stains off.

Eddie took the first bite of his double fudge pot brownie and brought another to his room wrapped in a paper towel.

Her day hadn't been any better. One of her coworkers, who went to the same church as Carver, had scolded her with a torch and she confronted him on it for an apology. He removed his protective mask and unblinking told her.

"You already sleep with the devil. Get used to the flames." It had almost started a fight when she started smart-mouthing him back. Even though she was a girl no one had ever held back.

"A real Reverend fucking Paris," she had muttered to Eddie when she told him. He did not pick up on the reference.

He walked back into the room and gave her the brownie, she nibbled on it and mellowed out. They laid on his bed strung out and sleepy.

A piece of her brownie fell onto the floor and she reached down to get it, she felt thin paper under the gooey batter. She looked down and saw the words 'Heavy Metal'.

"Hey, Eddie, can I read your comic?" He nodded and closed his eyes. The realization didn't strike him until his dilated pupils saw her flipping through the magazine, and an almost naked woman on the cover flaunted her armor-clad breasts.

Her eyes were wide and she looked engrossed in the pages, she took another bite of her brownie like she was watching the juiciest soap opera.

"Uh, hey, actually," he began trying to get up. He reached out and tried to grab it but she slid down, her face glowing. She flipped it over to him and showed him what she saw looking at, the pages inches from his face.

The not at all correctly proportioned woman was chained to a dungeon wall, fabric stuffed into her mouth as a man's hand felt up her breasts. The next panel was of him rubbing between her legs.

He could feel himself beginning to strain against his jeans.

"That's hot," she said, rubbing her thighs together. He swallowed hard as she sat back up and began looking around the edge of the bed. "Do you have any more?"

She laid on her stomach,her head dangling from the bed, and started looking under his bed for more. He turned to the page she had been on and crawled over her, his groin against her ass as he laid on her placing his weight on his knees. She gasped as he thrusted against her pleated skirt. She gripped the comforter on the bed so she wouldn't fall over as he did it again.

She pushed back against him and felt his hand crack down on her ass. He got off of her and pulled her up against the headboard.

Slowly, he began to remove her clothing but he left her in her black pantyhose and panties. He looked at the handcuffs on the bedpost, he was surprised to see her hands already reaching towards them.

"You want them that badly?" He asked, clasping the cold metal and clamping it down on her wrists.

"No, I just like sitting around half-naked," she deadpanned. He grabbed her face in his hands, the rings tickling her cheeks.

He thought of the magazines and videos he had seen. "Stick your tongue out." She did as he asked and he placed his black bandana over her tongue and tied it behind her head, gagging her. She laid on the bed with her hands above her head and watched as he grabbed the magazine. "So here's what we're gonna do," he placed himself between her legs, "you're going to show me how much you like this."

A noise erupted from her throat and he swatted at her chest.

"No talking."

Her body blushed crimson as he flipped the pages and showed her another one. This time the woman was sucking the man's cock, spit spilling down her chin. Ellie tried to push her knee up to her chest but Eddie dropped the magazine and grabbed her thigh. "You like it?" She nodded and he ground into her core roughly. He swatted her nipple, her eyes scrunched up and he heard a muffled moan. Eddie pulled her to be more on top of him so she wouldn't try that again, his erection nuzzled into her. She rubbed herself into him, her head falling back.

"Good girl," he rubbed her cheek and kissed her lips despite the bandana. He could see her slick pooling on his jeans. He showed her another page with a raised eyebrow.

She was on her hands and knees, someone took her from behind and she was choking on another man's cock. Elle's hip jerked up into his, he rutted against her and grabbed her breast with his free hand. She arched off the bed against him, trying to get more friction. He grabbed at her legs and began ripping the tights, exposing her lilac cotton panties to him. He reached down and slid his fingers against the wet spot. She moaned and moved into him again.

Eddie grabbed the bandana and took it out of her mouth, replacing it with his slick-covered fingers.

"Keep making those sweet noises," he cooed as he pinched her nipple, her body writhing underneath him. She gasped and sucked herself off of his digits.

He reached up and undid the cuffs, she lunged and undid his pants, pulling them off his legs. He fell back onto the bed where she had laid, she got ontop of him and kissed him deeply.

It was all consuming, drinking away everything. He could taste her slick on her tongue and the brownie from before, he groaned into her mouth and reached for her.

He heard a clink and he couldn't move his hand. She laughed and motioned for his other hand, he gave it and she clamped it on his other wrist. He laid there in his shirt and boxers and she slithered down between his legs and freed him from his blue-plaid tent. A bead of pre-cum rolled off of it.

His eye rolled to the back of his head when her mouth took him, pumping him with one hand as her head bobbed. A faint line of saliva dripped off her chin and onto his thigh. He jerked up into her mouth making her gag. She pulled away and wiped her lips.

"That was naughty," she got on top of him and placed him at her clothed entrance, the head brushing against her. She rocked back and forth keeping him from going any further inside. Her fingers traced the outline of his tattoos, teasing him with her featherlight touches.

He whimpered. "Ellie, baby, please." He tried forcing himself up but she'd slid away, removing any chance of relieving his need. She kissed his cheek and continued teasing him with a small smile. His eyes tightened in pleasure and pain as she laughed, her hand reaching down to her slit. She pushed her panties out of the way. Ellie's green eyes were drunk on the feeling of control as they looked into his amber eyes and he watched her make small circles on it.

He was beet red as she was starting to cry out his name, he could feel her clenching down. Her hips moved erratically on him but she was not allowing him entrance.

"Did you just-?" She smiled, shushing him as she rode out her orgasm, her small hands pushing her breasts together.

The small moans and gasps she made only made it worse as he tried rutting into her. The chain cuffs rattled as he struggled. Her hands reached into his hair and pulled his face to look at her as she sunk into him, taking him fully. Her hands held the cuffs and he heard them pop open, his wrists were red from his struggling and he grabbed her hips.

He slammed her onto him as hard as he could, forcing her to feel every inch of him. She cried out, her hands on his thighs as she leaned back.

He went at a brutal pace watching her become undone for a second time, he grabbed her hair and pulled her down to his face.

"God, you're so fucking tight," he said through clenched teeth as he slapped himself up into her. The sounds their bodies made were obscene. He flipped her over and got on top, his shirt was flung to the other side of the room and hit his bottle of lotion.

Eddie placed her legs on his shoulders. He ripped off her panties and any of her stockings that were in his way. Hee lined himself up at her entrance and light;y slapped her cunt, she twitched under him.

"Who owns this pussy?" He grunted out as he slid into her, holding onto her legs. She pushed up and moaned out his name.

"Damn fucking right," he slowly started moving back and forth, wanting to give her a taste of how cruel her teasing had been.

He couldn't do it, he needed to feel his release. He wrapped his hand around her throat, applying light pressure and built up to the brutal pace form before. He used his other hand to steady himself as she squirmed beneath him, her second orgasm fast approaching. Her walls held onto him, making it difficult for him to move inside her. Her hands held onto his wrist, he could see their matching red lines.

"Fucking Christ, Ellie, I'm gonna cum," he gasped out as he rutted into her, his movements getting more and more shaky. She held onto his hand as he tightened his grip on her neck. Her body was a vice around him as he came, she spiraled out of control behind him. She cried out his name as he loosened his hold on her throat and his head fell into the crook of her neck.

"Now, that was hot," he laughed, giving her a small kiss.

He rolled over onto the mattress next to her, looking at her with bright eyes.

"We got to start recording this shit," he laughed, "we'd never have to work again."

She scoffed at him, "it's gonna be one expensive tape."

He turned to the side of the bed and grabbed a couple copies of Heavy Metal. "Homework, Ellie."

She snorted and flipped through one. Her eyes glued to the page. "Eddie, this is so filthy."

For a moment he felt like he had done something wrong.

"I fucking love it," she smiled mischievously, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She looked over at the old pages, trying to find the publication date. "Are there any new ones out?"

He was apprehensive and swallowed hard, watching her expressions as she looked at it. "There's a sex shop in the next town over." Her eyes meet his. "It's where I get them."

She asked if it was open and he nodded with a gulp.

She jumped out of the bed and grabbed her clothes. He stared at her dumbfounded as she got dressed. The whole room smelled of sex and sweat.

Elle tossed his shirt at him. "Well, what're you waiting for? They close in an hour!"

He laughed as she ran to the van with his keys, diving into the driver's seat. He climbed into her side and watched as she fixed his seat. It was too low for her to see above the dashboard.

He gave her a kiss on the cheek when she started playing with the radio. "I fucking love you."

She placed a hand to his cheek and smiled, planting a kiss on his lips before revving the engine.