Sleepover Fun - Max and El
A thanks to StrangerThingsSmut for the pairing suggestion.
Three inch minimum, that was the rule when friends were over. Of course, Hopper could let that slide when it was just Max in El's room for a sleepover. The door was closed, and he was pretty sure locked, but that was fine. The occasional giggle or squeal found its way out into the living room, but he just assumed they were having a pillow fight, or whatever the hell girls do at sleepovers. At least that Wheeler kid isn't in there pawing at his little girl, Hopper thought with a smile as he grabbed another beer from the kitchen. Of course, he might have thought different if he knew Mike and El had agreed they were better as friends, and his little girl had a new love interest.
Max brought a hand up to El's face, cradling her cheek as their tongues battled for dominance between their connected lips. El responded in kind, her hands snaking through Max's fiery locks, wrapping them gently around the back of her head. Her body felt hot against Max, particularly the heat rising between her legs, and a moan started to escape her lips until Max pulled her in tighter, their kiss sealing in the sound.
"Shhh," she whispered with a grin. "Your dad will hear us."
"Stop being so sexy and I'll stop making noise," El giggled. She knew, unless they got really loud, Hopper would never suspect what was really going on.
They had only locked the door so they could change into sleepwear, school done for the week and a late night of junk food and girl talk ahead of them. They had made it as far as tank-tops and panties before Max had tackled El onto the bed, tickling her ribs and eliciting gasping squeals. Once they finally stopped to catch their breath, their faces were just inches apart, and El decided to close the gap and bring her lips to Max's. One quick peck led to another, then a deep, slow kiss. Before long, they were a sweaty, giggling mess, El on top of Max, wrapped up in her arms.
"Want to try something new?" Max asked, peppering a trail of kisses down the side of El's neck.
"Only if you promise it's as good as this," El teased, stretching her head to one side as Max worked her lips down to her collarbone.
This was all still new to them, neither quite sure how things were supposed to work between them, but they were taking things one step at a time and figuring it out together. So far, they had loved everything they tried. They had a chemistry that paired well, and they seemed to understand each other in ways Mike and Lucas never did.
"Sit up," Max instructed, sliding out from under El and pulling her top off.
El followed suit, and then copied Max as she slipped her panties down her legs and kicked them playfully across the room.
"Alright, now lay back. There you go, just like that. And, spread your feet a little further apart."
She waited as El got into position, soaking in the delicious sight.
"What?" El asked, a blush rising to her cheeks.
"I just can't get over how sexy you are," she complimented.
"Oh please, you're the sexy one. I'd kill to have your body."
"You can have my sexy body whenever you want it," Max teased, climbing up the bed and settling on top of El, their lips meeting again.
As they made out, El's hands roaming all over her body, Max began to reposition herself, bringing her thigh further up between El's legs until it nestled gently against the burning lips of her pussy. At the same time, she shifted so her own lips were wrapped firmly against El's leg. She looked down into El's questioning eyes, and gently rolled her hips, her moist labia dragging along El's thigh, as her own pressed firmly into El.
El's eyes brightened with understanding as Max drew back and then pressed her hips forward again. This time, El rolled her hips upward to meet Max, their pussies meeting delicious pressure against the other's legs.
"Holy shit," Max whispered, her lips attacking El's with an intense passion she had never felt before.
El began to buck harder, her clit pressing into Max just as firmly as she could manage. Their legs were slick with the other's juices, each pass feeling better than the last. El pulled Max tight to her, their bodies hot and sweaty, smooth skin sliding effortlessly between them as their limbs tangled and tongues waged war. El could feel herself getting close, the moans threatening to break loose.
"Max, don't stop," El panted. "I'm gonna cum, Max. I'm gonna cum. I'm...mmmmmmmmmmmm"
Max held on for dear life as El thrust against her, her orgasm tearing through her body like lightning. The lamp on her desk began to flicker and Max knew it was El losing hold of her powers as her body exploded. That was all it took to push Max over the edge, quickly burying her face in a pillow to muffle the squeal of pleasure she couldn't hold in.
They felt as though it might never stop, but eventually their climax's died away, leaving a blissful calm in their wake. El peppered Max with small, sweet kisses as they melted into each other's arms.
"I want to do that again," El whispered, a content smile on her face.
"And again, and again, and again," Max agreed, running her fingers softly through El's hair.