She kissed along his collarbone, his head moving back, granting her space to kiss along his neck. Joyce brushed her lips on his earlobe, nipping it between her teeth before placing her lips on his. Her hands ran through his hair. She pulled back, her bottom lip between her teeth.
"God, you have no idea how sexy that is" Hopper's hands ran along her sides, underneath the oversized sweatshirt she was wearing.
She leaned back into him, capturing his lips in a kiss. He cupped her breasts, earning a deep moan from her. He broke the kiss, breathless, lips still touching hers, her hands still in his hair.
"Are you sure?" his question wasn't unfounded; they'd gotten to this point before, never further. But she'd backed away from less.
She kissed him again, circling her hips, grinding against him. Hopper covered her hands with his, bringing them down to rest on his shoulders; pulling away from her this time, locking his blue eyes on her brown ones.
"You know I'm gonna need you to say it, sweetheart" She looked defeated, like someone had let all the air out of a balloon. Joyce leaned her head into the middle of his chest, he kissed the top of it, taking in a breath of her. His arms circled her, pulling her closer to his chest. She felt him twitch beneath her. Joyce moved her hips again, that familiar feeling of dampness between her own thighs. Her fingers ran down his chest, pulling the bottom of his shirt from his trousers in search of skin. Hopper loosened his embrace, trying to stop his hips moving upwards to meet her core.
"Damn it Joyce, say it...please" He'd never pleaded for anyone else, he'd never needed to. His teeth ground against each other, his eyes searching for hers under her mass of silken hair.
She nodded against his chest. "Yes" She whispered "I'm sure"
He looped his arm around her neck, twirling her hair between his fingers. His other hand snaking its way back underneath her sweatshirt, finding the elastic of her bra. He ran his finger along it, until he found the clasp, opening it with practised ease. Her hands, back in his hair, pulled him into another kiss. The anxiety that swirled in her stomach was joined by the less familiar feeling of desire. Hopper broke the kiss again, trailing his lips along her neck as she leaned back. Placing his hands under her thighs, he stood up.
Joyce clung to him like a child, her grip tightened as he crossed the threshold into her bedroom. He felt her tense in his arms, and began a new trail of kisses along her neck. He dropped her softly on the edge of the bed, careful to untangle her arms from his. He sat next to her, stroking his hand up her thigh. His eyes were darker now; like dress blues, she thought, or the ocean at night. Her mind had wandered to another set of blue eyes, blue eyes that aren't so kind. Her body tensed again, she tried to push her thoughts aside. Hopper's trail of kisses had travelled along her neck, and now his lips met hers. She closed her eyes, hoping the tears wouldn't fall, that he wouldn't see the mess that she'd become. Her hands reached lower and began to unbuckle his belt. He tugged at the bottom of her sweatshirt, knuckles grazing her ribs as he pulled it up and over her head. Gasping as the cold air hit her skin, she removed the lacy bra he'd unhooked earlier. Laying back on the soft blanket, she grabbed at his shirt, pulling him on top of her. Hopper placed his hands beside her head; looking into her eyes, without seeing what she was feeling. She'd become the master of deception, through necessity rather than wanting. He leaned back onto his knees, fumbling with the buttons on his jeans. Joyce leaned forward, resting on her forearms, she bit her lip again as she watched him. Looking up he saw her lip between her teeth again. "Fuck" he breathed, pulling his underwear and trousers down at the same time. She raised her left hand to stroke his hard cock, circling the head with her thumb. She'd seen him before, like this; thick and powerful, it scared her. Hopper leaned back over her, pushing his hips forward as he flicked his tongue out to meet one of her hard nipples. She moaned, raising her chest to meet his mouth, her grip on his cock tightening. He covered her hand with his, moving it along his shaft, back again. Tears filled her eyes, she closed them, still seeing his cold blue ones looking back. Opening her eyes did nothing to calm her thoughts. Hopper hovered above her, stroking his cock along her folds, guiding it closer with every thrust. Each time he brushed against her entrance she tensed. The second time he sensed her unease, the third time he felt it. All movement stopped. He pulled away from her, and Joyce retreated to the headboard.
She curled her legs up under herself, pulling the blanket up to cover her nakedness. Knees to her chest, she sobs into the blanket, her thumb rubbing along the opposite wrist. Hopper crawls up the bed, covering himself with a sheet, ensuring a boundary between their skin. He pulls Joyce into his lap, into his protection, and kisses her hair.
"Tell me" swallowing the lump in his throat "I want to understand" her eyes finally found his, glistening with tears.
"I want this" she gestured between the two of them "I do..but.." she flicked a tear away "This scares me. You scare me. You're so big and powerful, and I'm small, too small, I'm..I'm not sure that we're gonna work out. I don't think I can." He rested his chin on the top of her head, contemplating her confession. He'd heard it before, without bragging, Joyce Byers wasn't the only woman who'd seen him naked and felt intimidated. "I want this too Joyce" His head fell, their eyes met, he rested his forehead on hers. "Now I don't know what kind of lovemaking Lonnie doled out to make you so nervous, but I'm not about that. I want this too, but only if its good for you. I need you to be happy" she leaned in to kiss him, her tongue sweeping along his lower lip. Hopper kissed her back, running his hands along her spine through the blanket.
"I get inside my own head sometimes Hop. You know..."
"Okay" Hopper runs his lips along her collarbone, suddenly dipping lower to her breast "Let me in too?"