Welp, I definitely didn't mean to take a year to write a story that only turned out to be seven chapters long but look at me go! What can I say? The first part of last year was the absolute best and the second part was a real shit show. I had a rough time. Thanks for waiting. Reading back through it, because I certainly couldn't remember what I'd written, I discovered that I seemed to have written it to be in canonical time, though they are older. But please suspend any disbelief for me, as I got a little anachronistic and added something that definitely didn't even exist until 2014, and what I'm actually talking about didn't exist until 2019. You'll understand when you read it. I hope. It ties everything together, in my opinion.
Teenagers don't always get much say in what happens in their lives. Control of what they can and can't do doesn't usually fall into their hands. After their reunion at the quarry, Mike and El also found this to be the case.
The weeks that followed found them with too much going on to get to spend any time together outside of school. They made do by eating lunch together on the bleachers every day in the gym where they could be alone and talk, discovering more about each other.
It was a Monday, not anything particularly special, and the two young lovers were eating their lunches on the bleachers. There were a few other kids at the opposite end of the bleachers but Mike and El may as well have been alone.
"This is what I always wanted," El said after swallowing a mouthful of sandwich.
Mike joked back at her, knowing what she'd meant but trying to be funny.
"What, you always wanted a ham and cream cheese sandwich in the school gym at the threshold of Hell?"
El laughed.
"No, silly. Just eating lunch with you and stuff. I never thought I'd have this."
"What do you mean? You're like, drop dead gorgeous. You could have anyone you wanted," Mike said honestly.
"I never thought so. I mean, when I was younger I always loved fictional characters because I felt like my life would never be like that. I'd actually cry thinking of them loving each other and wish I was in their place. Their relationships were always based on trust, respect, and a lot of innocent love. I wished I had something like that. And now," El looked into Mike's eyes and smiled, "well I stumbled into you."
Mike was about to reply when Troy entered the gym, cutting through on his way to somewhere else. Mike watched him walk towards them, stopping at the base of the bleachers.
"Sitting with the faggot again, El? It's not doing anything for your reputation. You know that, right?" He looked smug. Even though there was a teacher in the gym to watch and make sure there were no shenanigans going on, he clearly didn't really care and wasn't about to get in the middle of anything involving the school bully. This bully played sports so he might as well have been a god.
El knew she couldn't reply the way she wanted to. She didn't play sports. She looked at Troy and smiled.
"Ce bucată de rahat." She held her gaze, not noticing the look on Mike's face.
"What? Why're you speaking Spanish?" Troy asked in confusion.
Mike was about to explode with laughter.
"Get lost, Troy. That shouldn't be too hard since you're so stupid." El's eyes narrowed and her face took on a sinister look.
"Whatever, bitch," Troy huffed and then walked away.
Mike had watched the entire exchange excitedly. When El spoke to Troy in another language he was flabbergasted because he knew what she'd said. He had to know more.
"You speak Romanian?" He asked. "Troy really is a piece of shit. That's what you said, right? What a piece of shit? And with an accent!"
"You knew? How?" El inquired, already feeling her heart speed up at the idea of another commonality between them; that Mike once again fit with her like he was meant to.
Mike chuckled. "It's dumb, but when I was like thirteen I was really into vampires and there's this show I like, it's really funny, called What We Do in the Shadows and I researched all I could and tried to teach myself some Romanian. You know, because of Transylvania and all. I don't know a lot, but I knew rahat was shit. I put it together. I kind of had a lot of trouble when it came to adverbs, pronouns, and prepositions though. It's hard. How do you know it? How much do you know?"
El thought back to her childhood and smiled.
"Well, you know what my mom did for a living, and I'd hang out there. Not like, watching the stage, but I'd be in the back or playing the pinball machine the owner had in the back hallway. One of the bouncers was from Romania and he always watched out for me. He'd carry me on his shoulders when I was little, spin me around. He was tall and strong. He always had a quarter for the pinball machine and he always had gum. His name was Catalin. Anyway, he taught me a lot of phrases in Romanian. I guess he was more of a father figure to me than my actual dad was. Don't get me wrong, I'm not like, fluent, but I know enough. I don't know about an accent. I just say things like he did."
"You're turning me on right now," Mike stated. "I wish we weren't so busy. I want you to spend the night again."
"Me too." El touched Mike's hand. As they looked at one another the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch time. El sighed. "Ugh. I wish we could stay here."
"I know, but we have to go to class. Soon. I promise. I'll figure out something." Mike stood up, taking El's hand and helping her down from the bleachers. They only had a couple of minutes more before they'd need to be in class, which for them meant heading in opposite directions.
"Hey, El?" Mike said once they were back on the gym floor. He looked at her earnestly. "Te iubesc."
El smiled brightly.
"I love you too."
The next day Mike found a note in his locker when he got to school.
Hey my love,
I have a dentist appointment today so I'll be gone at lunch. I completely forgot until my dad reminded me before school. I'm sad that I won't get to eat with you. BUT I watched an episode of that show you told me about, What We Do in the Shadows, and it's hilarious! We should watch it together. We should do ANYTHING together.
Te iubesc foarte mult! -El
Mike couldn't help but smile. He lovingly tucked the note into his backpack, knowing he was going to keep it forever.
The day dragged on. El was absent for their English class, already checked out for her dentist appointment, and Mike missed sitting next to her. He doodled as the teacher spoke, writing El's name on a sheet of paper. Finally the day was over and as he rode his bike home, Mike went the long way so he could maybe see El. He knocked on the door but was greeted with silence. Mike sighed. No one was home. Refusing to let himself slip back into the darkness he'd fought so hard to crawl out of, Mike took a piece of paper from his notebook, the same one he'd been doodling on in English class with El's name all over it, and jotted a quick note.
El,
Missed you at school. I'm gonna call you after dinner. Just wanted you to know. -M
He folded the piece of paper and slid it through the mail slot on the door before he pedaled home.
El and her father had gone shopping after her appointment. The Chief thought he'd let her have a free day since she'd been doing well in school so he wanted to treat her. He took her to the mall for lunch and then they went to whatever stores El wanted, though it didn't take long for Chief Hopper to grow weary of shopping. He handed El his credit card, told her the limit she could spend, and said he'd be in the food court when she was finished shopping.
"No more than $50!" His voice called out to El, who was already on the other side of the food court heading to the boutique that sold cheap jewelry. She looked back at him and nodded.
What the Chief didn't know was that El had been saving her money. She knew there was something she wanted to buy and she knew she definitely couldn't use her father's credit card. He'd see when the statement came in the mail and El didn't want to think about how that conversation would go. So once she was out of her father's sight, El changed directions and went to a different store. She found what she wanted, almost giddy at the prospect of actually getting to wear it. Before going to find her father, El asked the clerk at a different store if she could have one of their shopping bags, stowing her secret purchase inside the new bag. Her father wouldn't question her. El was pleased.
El found Mike's note as soon as they got home, swiping the folded paper from the floor before her father entered the house. She read the note in her bedroom, holding it to her chest. It wasn't anything really, but the idea that Mike had ridden to her house after school warmed her in the best way.
Dinnertime at Mike's house yielded some information that, to Mike, was like the planets aligning. Sitting around the table, Mike's mother told him the plans for the upcoming weekend.
"So we're leaving after school on Friday. You know how nervous I get when it gets dark. I want your dad to have time to get us at least almost to Grandma and Grandpa's house before it's too late."
Mike's brain immediately went into planning mode.
"Um, I don't think I should go. I mean I will if it's really important, but I have a huge science test on Monday and I was going to study all weekend," Mike fibbed, knowing that offering to go when he had an important test would help him get to stay home.
"Oh you do? Well, honey, that's more important. You've got college coming up. I don't want your grades to slip because you couldn't study for your test." Karen Wheeler smiled at her son.
Mike couldn't wait to tell El. He wanted to do it in person though. Tomorrow he would. He wolfed down the rest of his dinner, excusing himself to the basement. He used the phone downstairs to call El.
"I missed you today," Mike said when El answered the phone. She'd been waiting for him to call.
"Me too. Dad took me to the mall though. I bought something. I'm pretty excited about it." El bit her lip, thinking of what Mike might think of her purchase.
"Oh really? What did you buy?" Mike asked.
"It's more of a thing to show you instead of tell you. I hope you'll get to see soon." El rolled on her bed, changing positions so that she was on her stomach. She looked into her mirror as she spoke with Mike, thinking of other things she'd seen in that mirror. "I'm looking in my mirror right now," she told him coyly.
"Oh? Oglinda ta?" Mike thought of El's mirror. Friday seemed months away.
"Yes. My mirror," El laughed. She wished she'd discovered that she and Mike both knew Romanian earlier. In Hawkins it would be as though they had their own language. Just for them.
"I'm gonna think about you and your mirror while I fall asleep. I predict good dreams for me tonight," Mike said softly.
"I can't wait to see you tomorrow. You always make me feel so soft and warm and safe. Like, it feels really nice. I don't know how to describe it. I'd say moist but moist is a weird word. But I don't know it feels like a warm fluffy cloud when I'm with you, even just talking," El admitted.
Mike felt his chest tighten at her admission. His heart couldn't get any bigger.
On Wednesday Mike told El his big news.
"So um, you doing anything this weekend?" He asked at lunch. They were in their usual spot on the bleachers. "My family is going out of town. I'll be all alone after 4:00 on Friday. All alone with nothing to do…" Mike smiled.
El felt her cheeks warming.
"Really? I could think of something for you to do. Can I come over?" El asked. She knew the answer but she always loved to hear him ask her. She scooted closer to him. They were both straddling the bleacher and using it as a table so as she scooted her knees bumped into Mike's. "Please say I can. I need you so much," she whispered.
"Wanna make a movie with me? On Friday?" Mike asked quietly so no one would overhear.
El leaned in even closer.
"I can't wait to fuck you. It's been too long." El spoke softly and rested her hand on Mike's thigh. She was about to kiss him, she felt like she really needed to, but at that moment the duty teacher scolded them for sitting too closely and she had to back away.
Mike had an entire list of things he needed to do before Friday. He checked two video cameras out from the A.V room on Wednesday at the end of the day. He was allowed to since he was in the A.V. Club and was not a problem student. His ride home was calculated that day because of the expensive equipment in his bag but that gave him more time to plan. On Thursday after school, he stopped by the hardware store where he purchased a swing like the ones found on a playground. He got the kind with a wooden seat and the store clerk showed him which hooks he'd need for installing it. Mike spent a good portion of Thursday night getting the hooks where he wanted them, using the staircase as his anchor point for his swing hardware. Making sure there was enough space between the floor and the swing seat, Mike took the swing back down and affixed some padding around the seat, covering the entirety of the modified cushion with a pink 600 thread count pillowcase he'd found in the upstairs linen closet. He hung the whole thing back up and tested it. There wasn't a lot of room for actual swinging but that hadn't been Mike's intention for the swing. The pillowcase made it feel soft and silky. He was proud of himself.
El was already turned on when she went to school on Friday. She couldn't help it. She was so excited about the evening, so excited to be with Mike again, that she couldn't stop thinking about it and her thoughts were causing reactions in her body. When she saw him she'd feel a gushing sensation between her legs. She wasn't bothered by it though. She knew she was going to take another shower before she went over to Mike's house. El discovered that she really liked that the simple anticipation of seeing Mike made her wet.
As everyone was heading to lunch, be it the cafeteria or outside or the gym, the hallways were littered with students. Mike was walking with El when Troy stepped in front of them. It looked like a confrontation that might end in a fight so the other students stopped to watch.
"Why are you always with this loser?" Troy directed his question at El. "Is he your boyfriend or something? What a fucking joke." Troy scoffed.
El was fed up with it all. All she'd wanted was to have lunch with Mike and then in a few more hours let him fuck her until she couldn't remember where she was. Now she had to deal with this asshole again and she was tired of it.
"Yeah, he is. And it's the best thing ever. You have no idea how good he is. Not just good. Mike is the best at what he does," El fumed.
"You think this lanky freak could possibly fuck you like I could? You think he could even come close?" Troy argued back.
El stepped forward and put her hand on Troy's chest before leaning in to whisper. Even though her voice was soft she knew her audience would still be able to hear. "You'll never get the chance. Mike makes my fucking knees wobble. He's that good." She pushed Troy, though his size caused him to only sway slightly.
Mike could only watch as El continued. He was speechless. Hearing what she was saying, in front of everyone, boosted his ego like he'd never known at school.
"You wish you were as good at it as Mike is," El said before turning to Mike. "Mike knows exactly what to do. And he knows exactly what to say. He's made me feel things you'll only ever dream of feeling, and you'll certainly never make anyone else feel that way." El stepped up to Mike, her head just below his chin. "El e un prost." Mike smiled down at her.
"Yeah, such a dumbass."
She kissed him then, right there in the hallway as their classmates looked on. It was deep and raw, filled with passion she hadn't really gotten to act on for quite some time.
Mike was taken aback, having never been kissed at school in front of everyone. And it wasn't even just a kiss; it was clearly a preamble to what would happen later. His hands went to her hair and Mike could hear some whistling from a few students. From the other side of the huddle he heard a boy say, Wait, Wheeler's not gay? Mike savored the kiss, letting it last as long as he could, until students got uncomfortable watching anymore and his heart pounded so hard in his chest he knew they could both feel it.
Neither of them ate lunch. Knowing what their evening plans were, both Mike and El only wanted to discuss that. The duty teacher wasn't in the gym at lunchtime that Friday so El sat sideways in Mike's lap. She wanted to be close to him.
"What time should I come over?" El asked. She could feel how wet she was between her legs. The kiss had only intensified it and sitting on Mike's lap was exacerbating it even more.
"They're leaving at 4:00 so wanna be there by 5:00? I still have a couple of things to do and I want to take a shower."
"Things? What kind of things?" El asked slyly.
Mike let his hand rest on her bare knee. Her skirt was pushed up just a tad from her position on Mike's lap and his fingers traced up her thigh, feeling the soft skin of her inner leg. He heard El sigh contentedly.
"Gotta set the cameras up. Make sure the lighting is good enough. Gotta stop by the store to get something I forgot to pick up already." Mike knew he was taunting her, knowing that she wanted to know what he had in store for her yet refusing to reveal his plans.
"Tell me!" El pleaded playfully.
"You'll just have to wait and see," Mike teased as he squeezed her leg. He let his hand move closer to where he really wanted to put it.
"Fine," El pouted, though her smile and the way she eased her legs apart let him know she wasn't actually mad.
"It'll be worth it." Mike slid his hand higher, feeling the silkiness of her panties. He could also feel how damp they were where his fingers touched. "Oh damn."
El pushed herself into his fingers more. She could no longer wait.
"Just please. Just a little. I know there's not enough time but please, Mike, just touch me a little bit."
Mike did just that, edging her until the bell rang and knowing that later in the day he would give her what she wanted as many times as she wanted it.
He saw her just before he left school, El's smiling face beaming at him as they passed one another in the hallway. He knew she had to get herself ready and he still had things to do himself, so he only had time to stop for a second.
"Soon," Mike said, taking El's hands in his. He smiled at her. "Mă gândesc la tine."
El giggled. "I'm thinking of you too."
After school Mike made quick time of his errand. He stopped at Bradley's Big Buy for three items before racing home to say goodbye to his family and to start setting the basement for filming. He used masking tape to make an X on the floor under the stairs for when he wanted to put a camera there. He wanted to use all three on the main stage and didn't want to waste a lot of time when they changed locations. After making a pallet on the floor, even testing it out to make sure he thought it was soft enough, Mike set the cameras up. One was on a tripod at the head of the pallet, angled down. Mike looked through the viewfinder until he was happy with how much would be in the camera's frame. He put the other two cameras near the base of the pallet, forming a triangle. Mike made sure he liked what he'd see on those cameras as well. The two at the base of the pallet were positioned lower so that they'd be able to see everything really well when they watched the footage.
Dashing up the stairs, Mike checked the clock in the kitchen. It was already 4:25. He had to hurry. He grabbed a colander from the cabinet and set it in the sink, quickly washing the grapes he'd bought on his way home from school. He left the grapes in the sink to drip dry while he went upstairs to take a shower. While in the shower Mike pondered what he was going to wear. He kicked himself for not having thought about it sooner. He knew he wouldn't be wearing anything for long but when Mike Wheeler did something, he did it right and he wasn't going to start his film with him being naked. He dried off and went to his bedroom, choosing to wear black pajama pants and a plain black t-shirt. As he passed his parents' bedroom, Mike had one more idea. He entered the room and looked around at the items on the dresser, finding what he wanted. Of course his mother would have one. Mike grabbed the vanilla scented candle and headed back to the basement.
While Mike was busy at his house, El was busy at her own. She showered, shaving close and making sure she was impeccably smooth everywhere. Her scented body wash made her smell like coconuts. El was excited to wear what she'd bought at the mall earlier in the week. She'd taken the tags off carefully the prior evening. After putting it on, El looked into her mirror. She had to admit, she thought she looked pretty good and she thought Mike might think so as well. She packed an overnight bag and slipped a soft cotton dress over her lingerie. El thought it was both sexy and also comfortable. She only needed something to wear over there anyway. She wouldn't be wearing it long. And it could just slip right off. El thought that was efficient.
Back at Mike's house, Mike had lit the candle he'd found and the basement was starting to smell nicely of vanilla. He'd dried his grapes and placed them into a bowl, removing the stems. He took his bowl of grapes and a canister of whipped cream to the basement and set them close to the pallet but not in a conspicuous location. He wanted to surprise El. He found a heating pad in the basement bathroom and put the bottle of grapeseed oil he'd bought that day onto the pad, setting the temperature to low. It was then that he heard the doorbell.
El was already smiling brightly when Mike opened the front door.
"I'm so excited for this I feel nervous," El told him as she entered his house.
"Don't be nervous. It's just us. It's just for us." Mike took her bag. "Want a snack or anything?" He asked.
"Later. I want to show you what I bought." El winked and walked away toward the basement door. Mike followed.
El was impressed with how the basement looked. Mike had moved furniture so that the pallet he'd created was the main focus of the room. She noted the cameras and how from their positions they'd be able to get good angles.
"Three cameras?" She asked.
"Well, um, yeah. I borrowed two from school. This way we'll have all angles, or at least it won't be just one basic boring angle. I'm gonna cut the footage together to make one movie."
"You're so smart." El looked around more, already having noticed the vanilla scent that made the basement seem warm. The lamp light caused the room to look even more inviting. "Will you help me out of this dress?" El knew perfectly well how easily she could slip the dress off by herself but she wanted to let Mike find what she was wearing underneath on his own.
"If I'm gonna do that then I'm gonna turn the cameras on now. Sit on the pallet on your knees. I'll be right there."
Mike pressed record on all three cameras before taking his place on the pallet in front of El. They were both standing on their knees where the cameras would record them in profile.
Mike slowly started to lift the hem of El's dress up over her head, uncovering what she was wearing underneath. As he revealed more of her undergarment, Mike felt his mouth start to water.
"Jesus fuck, El. Is this what you bought? Oh shit." Mike tossed the dress aside to allow himself to look at her. He marveled at the black lace, at how the little straps hung down over her ass, which was showing almost completely due to the black thong she was wearing.
"Do you like it?" She asked innocently.
"Fuck yes I do." Mike ran his hands along her body, feeling the lacy fabric and watching her nipples become erect under the corset of the merry widow she was wearing. "You're so amazing."
"My turn," El said, already pulling Mike's t-shirt over his head and tossing it aside.
Mike pulled her close and he knew she could feel how hard he'd gotten already just by looking at the vision in front of him. El moved her hand to his crotch but he stopped her.
"There will be time for that. I have other ideas." Mike kissed her then. As they kissed he swiveled them and pushed El back onto the covers. The cameras at the base of the bedding would film her face and her lower regions.
First he teased her over the fabric of her panties. Even though they were black, he could make out the wet patch that was spreading.
"Do you trust me?" He asked as he played with her over the material. He could feel the little bump of her engorged clit as she became even more aroused.
"I trust you more than anything. You're the only one I trust. I love you so much," El breathed.
"Okay then. I'm just gonna slip this to the side to start. It'll look hot for our movie." Mike pulled El's thong panties to the side with his left hand, revealing her bare and shining pussy lips. He could see the natural lubrication already pooled in her folds. Her clit was poking out, seeking any attention it could find. Mike reached with his right hand to the bowl of grapes, taking one.
"I wanna see what it looks like when I do this," Mike said as he rubbed the grape over her flesh. He rolled it around on her clit before he traced her outer lips with it.
"Oh wow. Grapes? That's like…sweet fuck, Mike. How does it look?" El asked. She could only feel what he was doing.
"So fucking hot." Mike put the grape closer to El's opening, teasing her inner lips with it.
"Mike," El said, propping herself up on her elbows. "Put it inside."
Of course Mike had wanted to put grapes inside El's pussy. But he wasn't actually going to suggest it unless he felt like she wanted it too. He definitely didn't think she'd ask him to do such a thing.
Mike slowly inserted the grape, watching the green fruit disappear into El.
"I'll suck it out," he said. "In a bit."
El could feel the smooth little fruit just inside her canal. She wanted to make their movie extra special.
"Put another one in. Describe it to me," she commanded.
Mike grabbed another grape and teased her with it before slipping it inside.
"I can see your pussy kind of throbbing. When I put the grape here," Mike held a grape to her center, noting to himself that the grape was bigger than El's opening, "it's like your pussy is wrapping itself around it to pull it inside. It looks so hot." Mike glanced at the camera, making sure it was filming everything. It was.
"One more," El pleaded. She hadn't been so turned on in such a long time, and what Mike was doing was already making her brain short circuit.
"Well, three is a magic number," Mike held his left thumb on her clit while he retrieved another grape from the bowl. He inserted it inside her dripping wet cunt and then held her pussy lips together with his right hand, massaging them. "How's that?"
"Feels nice. Just knowing they're in there is hot," El answered.
"I wanna do something else. Could you get on your knees?" Mike asked.
El complied, sexily rolling over before slowing raising up on all fours. "Like this?"
"Yeah, like that." Mike admired El's perfect ass. The straps that he guessed would attach to stockings if she'd been wearing them hung over her cheeks in the sexiest way. He let El's thong go, releasing it back to its original position in her ass crack. Mike just wanted to look at her for a minute.
He caressed her ass cheeks, kneading and tickling, loving the noises El was making as he touched her.
"Is it okay if I take these off?" He asked as he slipped his thumbs under the waistband of the thong. "I don't want to get it messy. It looks expensive and I want to see you wear it again some time."
El let her hips sway. She could feel the grapes just inside. She didn't know what Mike had planned but she knew that she'd do anything he wanted.
"Take 'em off. Take it all off," El whined.
Mike eased the thong over El's hips. He pushed her forward so he could remove the panties altogether and then he found the hooks that would release the rest of her body from the black lace. El was completely nude.
"Think you can hold the grapes in while I do this?" Mike asked, pulling El back up to her position on all fours.
"While you do wha-?" El was asking as she felt Mike's tongue swipe across her asshole. She could feel it at the base of her pussy too. His slick tongue tickled her and he lapped at her butt. El clenched, she was trying desperately to keep the grapes inside her, wanting to not only make a good porn but also to do what Mike wanted. She wanted to see what he had planned for this.
"Oh God that feels so good," El cried. "I'm gonna get so wet these grapes can't help but fall out."
"I know you like this. I'm gonna make you cum before I even take off my pants." Mike promised.
Mike licked her for a bit, holding her ass cheeks apart so the camera would be able to see everything. He made sure to lick her pussy but only a little. He would be giving it attention soon enough. He could hear El moaning and liked how she dropped her head to the bedding, leaving her ass in the air, pushing back against him and trying to feel his tongue in more places.
"Roll over now. I want you to watch me," Mike instructed. As El rolled over he reached for his canister of whipped cream.
"You taste awesome, but I thought this would look so hot," Mike explained as he sprayed El's breasts with the whipped cream, creating peaks on her nipples. "Gonna lick you all clean."
The sensation was wildly erotic and El watched Mike closely while he sucked on her breast. First he gently tasted the cream, followed quickly by sucking it all away. Back and forth he went, spraying even more cream onto her neck and then nibbling it off. He could feel El trying to rub herself against his pajama pants, trying to find some sort of release. Mike grinned. He massaged her breasts as he gently bit her nipple, looking up at her from her chest.
"Want me to lick you there?" Mike asked.
"Oh God, please lick me there," El panted.
Mike rubbed his fingers over her soft lower lips. Her legs were slick with her juices, the hairless nature of her pussy causing it to drip.
"I'm gonna get those grapes out too," he said, spraying the whipped cream over El's wet pussy. He could see her little clit still peeking through the cream. "But first I'm gonna get you really close." Mike leaned down, knowing at least one of his camera angles would be able to get clear video of what he was about to do. He licked El's clit and he heard her groan.
"Shit, I needed this so bad," El propped herself up again, wanting so badly to watch Mike go down on her cream covered cunt.
"What? This?" Mike teased, licking her entire slit. The whipped cream moved around and made everything squishy, combining with her juices to create frothy mixture that Mike couldn't seem to tire of.
"Please…need you to…oh, Mike, please do it more," El begged.
Mike gave her another gentle squirt of whipped cream. He went from her asshole to her clit, a line of whipped cream that he was about to suck away.
"Watch me. I'm gonna suck out the grapes," Mike said but El had another idea.
"Fuck, just lick me. But wait! Let me try to push the first one out so the camera can see."
Mike hadn't thought of this. El looked so hot with her pussy covered in whipped cream but the idea of seeing a green grape come through it made his dick even harder.
"Yeah, do that." Mike toyed with El's clit, first using his fingers, smearing some cream onto it.
"You're gonna make me cum soon," El informed him.
"I know. So why don't you go ahead and give me back one of those grapes. Push it out for me." Mike circled his finger on her clit before he teased her lips more.
El contracted her pelvis and felt a grape start to come out of her cunt.
"Do you see it? Does it look good?" She asked. She didn't yet know exactly what would happen after that.
"Oh fuck. It's coming out. Coming through the whipped cream. Oh my God this is so fucking hot!" Mike watched as the grape emerged entirely. Then he ate it.
"You did not just do that," El said, not believing what she'd seen.
"Too much?" Mike asked.
"Nothing with you is too much. It's perfect." El smiled as she locked eyes with him. Then she lay back on the covers and let Mike finish what he'd started.
Mike leaned in close to El's naked core. He licked away all of the remaining cream, hearing her moan. He deliberately avoided her clit because he wanted to get the grapes out before she came.
"Fuck you taste so good," he said, placing his mouth at her cunt. He wanted to get as much of her pussy into it as he could. Mike could feel a grape just inside her tunnel so he sucked gently to remove it. He teased her more, knowing that in only a matter of seconds she'd be convulsing. "Let's get that last one out." He nuzzled her clit with his nose before sucking out the last grape.
Watching Mike suck grapes from her cunt was as hot as feeling him do it. Watching him lick her, feeling his tongue, knowing she'd get to actually see it for herself later, El felt a new rush of wetness. Then Mike was back on her clit, licking and rubbing it with his lip and his nose the way she so very much liked, and she felt the wave cresting.
"I'm cumming! Oh! M-Mike! Oh fuck!" El cried as she felt the familiar sensation. She'd missed it so. It was just better when Mike made it happen for her.
"Yeah you are. Cum in my mouth, El," Mike breathed into her pussy, feeling her pounding orgasm as he continued to use his tongue on her. After a couple of minutes El was breathing more normally and Mike told her of his next scene.
"When you gave me that massage and you got all oily and I saw how you looked, I knew I wanted to include that in this movie. But I'm gonna massage you this time. Okay?" Mike gently turned her over onto her stomach. He removed the grapeseed oil from the heating pad. The temperature was warm, not too hot, and he knew it would feel nice. He poured some onto El's thighs and ass.
Straddling her legs near her knees, Mike massaged El's thighs.
"I'm gonna do your thighs, then your feet, then your back. We'll see where we go from there," he explained.
El could feel the warm oil. The combination of the warmth of the oil and Mike's hands, plus having just climaxed, made her feel sleepy but El definitely didn't want to sleep. Mike rubbed her legs and moved down to her feet. El thought his oily fingers on her toes felt intensely sexy.
"Your hands are really good," she murmured.
Mike finished her feet and moved up closer to her back, straddling her upper thighs. He worked more oil into her shoulders, letting it spill down toward her ass. He could see it shining on her, how the light reflected. Mike heard her hum in pleasure. His balls were starting to ache but he was enjoying himself too much to rush the process. He did stop for a second to remove his pajama pants though. Allowing his cock to finally touch her after waiting for so long made him sigh deeply.
El could feel Mike's hard cock on her ass crack. He'd rub it on her as he reached for her neck and shoulders, massaging them and then gently running his fingers back down to her ass. El wanted his cock inside her.
"Please put it inside." El was surprised that she felt so needy for his cock after having just cum, but she did need it and wasn't above begging him for it.
Mike ran his dick along her ass crack. Leaning forward, he licked her earlobe, then her neck. With every ghost of his cock over her warm and oily flesh, Mike dipped his pelvis lower. After a few agonizingly slow seconds, Mike finally slipped his cock into El's tight pussy.
"Oh, yeah," El sighed. Mike got more comfortable, his knees on either side of El's upper hips. Then he held himself there. Mike didn't move at all. He just tickled El's spine, letting his fingers lightly dance down her spine, knowing it was probably only making her more aroused. El took it upon herself to squirm, lifting her ass as much as Mike's body on top of her would allow, trying desperately to fuck him herself. Mike watched her struggle, knowing that it would be good for the video. And it looked insanely hot as she moved her pussy around on his cock. She couldn't move much but she was trying. Mike had no plans to make her wait for long.
"Need to be fucked? Need to feel my dick?" Mike asked. He knew the dialogue would add to the video and it also turned him on more to do it.
"Uh…huh," El stammered. Mike was ramming in harder, taking her breath away with each delicious thrust.
"You looked so good trying to fuck me just now when I wasn't moving. You needed it so bad, you couldn't help yourself. But I know," Mike pushed himself all the way into her, "you need it deep." He leaned forward over her and fucked her with more gusto.
"So deep," El agreed. "But I want to see you. I want you to hold me while you fuck me. I want to kiss you," El told him.
Mike found her statement to be the perfect transition. He pulled out.
"One more surprise," he said, grabbing the camera at the head of the bedding. "Come see."
Mike and El walked underneath the stairs. Mike placed the tripod on the X he'd made earlier and looked through the viewfinder to make sure he was in focus and could see what he wanted to see.
"Wow. You don't mess around," El said as she looked at the swing hanging from the stairs.
Mike wanted his dick back inside her. He sat down on the swing.
"Come here. Come fuck me on this swing." Mike motioned for her to sit in his lap facing him, straddling him with her legs inside the chains on the swing.
She felt the head of Mike's cock stretch her hole as she sank herself down on him. El put her arms around him, squishing her breasts against his chest. She felt him hug her back, his arms enveloping her.
"I can make us move," Mike said. "You just sit here on me. I'll control the swing with my legs. It's hot that your feet don't touch the floor." Mike didn't pick his feet up from the floor but he made the swing move. Every time he pushed he could feel El tightening around him.
"Oh, God yes. That's good. When you move…oh fuck you make my clit rub on you. And every time you make us go back down," El was saying, even as Mike was making that happen, "it's like, something inside, like you're touching a spot that makes me feel like my nerves are going to explode, but in a good way."
"You like that, huh?" Mike held them both in the up position for a few seconds longer before coming back down, only to do it again.
El looked at him and could only nod. She found she couldn't speak. The feeling of Mike's dick touching her so deep inside and the thought of how strong his legs were to hold them both up like that were almost too much. All she could do was kiss him. If the kiss in the hallway at school had been full of passion, this one was full of desire. Even while she was already having him, El wanted Mike more than anything.
She felt her second orgasm building as Mike went up and knew that when he let them come back down, allowing gravity to help them, she'd be cumming all over his cock buried so deep inside her.
"Nnnnnnn, gonna make me cum again," she said as Mike pushed up.
"Yeah? Do it. You get to cum as much as you want." Mike slid his hands to her ass and held it, pushing her further onto his dick as he let them swing down.
This time when El came it was much harder. With Mike's cock so deeply seated in her cunt and her clit rubbing on him, it was like exponentially more powerful.
"Fuck me, fuck me," El was saying even as she was cumming on Mike. It was all she could think at the moment.
Mike felt her clamp around him dick. She shuddered and he felt her tighten even more, quaking around his hard member as he continued to swing throughout her entire intense climax.
"Yeah," Mike rubbed El's back softly, "I'll always fuck you. Only I get to do that. Me."
He let her regain herself. As he rocked her back and forth, his dick still inside her, Mike kissed her shoulders and held her.
After a few minutes El looked up at him.
"You still need to cum. Isn't that how they always end? With the guy cumming?" El asked.
"I'm gonna. Don't worry about that. Let's go back to the blankets."
They went back to the pallet and Mike replaced the camera at the head of the bedding. He moved one of the other ones so that it would be pointed directly at El and the final camera was set opposite the one at the head of the blankets. Then he got behind her. He pulled her close to him. His dick instinctively sought the warmth and wetness of her still very tight pussy. He inserted it while they were still standing on their knees and then pulled her back so that El's thighs rested on Mike's as he fucked her from behind in their kneeling position.
El grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts. She craned her neck to try to kiss him. She couldn't quite reach but Mike understood and he kissed her neck, sucking on it as he steadily plowed into her from behind.
"I bet this looks so hot, me holding you like this. You want it so much. I know the camera can see that." Mike fondled her breasts as they continued to rock, both of them working together to get the most of their experience.
El moved her arms up behind her head trying to hold Mike's head close to hers. She looked into the camera in front of her as she took one of Mike's hands and moved it down her body, stopping at where he was inserted into her.
"Rub me too?" She asked as she pushed Mike's fingers onto his dick inside her pussy before bringing it to rest on her clit. "I want more."
Mike used the heel of his hand, pressing firmly but gently onto El's sensitive spot. With his fingers he toyed with her pussy lips. He could feel himself sliding in and out of her hot tunnel.
"That good?" He asked.
"Mmm. I think you might make me cum again. Your dick inside and your hand stroking me is too much. But not too much. Don't stop."
Mike had no intention of stopping until she came again. They were both sweaty, El still covered in oil. Her hair had grown since the incident with the clippers and now it was sticking to her neck and the sides of her face in what looked to Mike to be wicked hot.
"Think so? I know how to touch you." Mike demonstrated this, teasing her outer lips, ghosting his fingers over her wetness, before tapping her clit. Then he massaged it.
El felt like she was losing her mind. Her vagina was throbbing and she wasn't even cumming yet. She covered Mike's hand with her own.
"Mike…need it now. Don't stop…need you in me. P-please. Give it to me. Make me take it. Make me cum again." She held his head with one arm behind her back while her other hand guided Mike over her clit.
"Cum on my dick, El. Cum for me and I'll cum too."
"Please…deeper," El begged. She couldn't seem to stop begging and pleading. She needed Mike that badly.
Mike gave her what she wanted. He pushed himself in until he was hilted, never ceasing his movements with his fingers on her most sensitive area. He could feel his own climax approaching as his balls churned.
"Oh, there. There! Right there, Mike, don't stop," El cried. She furiously moved his hand on her as she pushed herself down on him. She wanted him in her soul.
All of a sudden the dam broke. El's jaw clenched and she came with Mike's cock gloved inside her pussy.
"Oh shiiiiiiiittttt," she exclaimed, feeling her legs shake and her abdomen clench. She could feel the pulsations and the throbs in her head. Her whole body pulsed with the exciting pinnacle.
"Fucking cumming inside you right now. Gonna hose down your insides. Oh, fuck! I'm cummiinnnnngggg!" Mike cried as he felt blast after blast of hot cum burst from his dick and into El's body. He could still feel her shaking, could still feel the rhythmic pulsations as she continued to climax around his hard member.
Mike held her in the position until they both recovered. He knew how he wanted the video to end. He kissed her cheek before he pulled himself out of her.
"Face the camera and spread your legs, El," Mike instructed. El did. "See if you can make it squirt out some, like with the grape."
El remembered that Mike had liked watching his cum drip out of her. She did as he asked. She tried to make it sexier by reaching down and scooping a little out, which also caused the rest to come oozing from her hole. She licked her fingers.
"Like that?" She asked, knowing full well what she'd done was something Mike would like.
Mike watched the warm white liquid spill from El's loins. He loved how it dripped into her ass crack and pooled on the blanket. Since the blanket was a dark gray color, the white contrasted nicely. He watched as El smeared his cum onto her pussy lips and licked her fingers.
"Oh, fuck yes, just like that." Mike watched her for a few seconds more. Then he pressed stop on all of the cameras.
"Jesus, that was way hotter than I'd anticipated. I knew it would be hot, but that was fucking fire." Mike and El were laying together on the blankets after the whole thing feeling tired but very happy. Soon they'd get up and shower and eat, but for the moment they just wanted to relax together.
"I know," El said. "I can't wait to see it."
"I'm gonna cut it next week. I'll stay after school to use the A.V. equipment. No one will see. I'll lock the door."
El snuggled against him.
"I worry. We've done all this stuff…what if we get tired of it? Where do we go from here?" El asked tentatively.
Mike thought for a second before giving his answer.
"The whole world can be our basement, El. We can see it all, and do it all too."
El was satisfied with his answer.
"It makes me smile to think of what we do here. If I'm ever sad or lonely, I just think ce facem în subsol.
Mike grinned. "Yeah, definitely. What we do in the basement."
Fifteen Years Later
Mike Wheeler couldn't find the right gift. Nothing seemed perfect enough for his lover and best friend. Nothing was good enough for her. He was sulking as he walked into their shared house.
"Hey, why so glum?" El asked upon seeing his face.
"I can't find a gift I want to give you for your birthday," he admitted.
El frowned. "You know I don't really think of it as a special day."
"Well I do. Wanna just get whatever you want for dinner and watch a movie?" Mike suddenly had an idea.
"What movie?" El inquired.
Mike smiled. "How about What We Do in the Basement?"
"I can't think of a better thing to do on my birthday." El jumped into his arms.
The next night they ate spaghetti carbonara from El's favorite Italian restaurant. Afterwards Mike put the movie in to watch. They'd watched it before of course, but it had been a while. As Mike was getting the movie ready, El slipped upstairs to put on a comfortable night gown. It was a short green silky thing that she knew Mike liked.
They sat together on the sofa. El was practically in Mike's lap. They watched together.
"I always forget how perfectly you put this together. God I looked so good then," El said.
"You're kidding me. You look just as good now!" Mike reassured her but he also meant what he said. He let his hands explore her legs as they watched their younger selves on the screen.
"Oh shit, look how hot that is," El whispered as the grape portion of their movie started. Watching Mike slip grapes into her pussy was already making her wet as they sat together in their living room.
"Everything you do is hot. Even you cleaning the counter or vacuuming is hot," Mike told her. She pushed him playfully.
"Let's watch." El turned her attention back to the screen. She could feel Mike hardening underneath her. She loved that feeling.
They watched as Mike sprayed whipped cream onto her, watched him lick it off. They watched as he removed her undergarments and then oiled her up. El remembered the massage as she viewed it, living it in her mind as she watched it happen on the screen.
"This part coming up, when I finally put my dick inside you, so fucking hot I swear to God," Mike said in anticipation of one of his favorite parts. They could hear what they were saying, what the two of them had said to each other when they made the video. El shifted in Mike's lap, facing the television straight on just like Mike was. The height difference allowed him room to rest his head on her shoulder. Mike let both of his hands start rubbing her thighs as they watched.
"Oh yeah, that is hot," El had almost forgotten that part. She remembered how badly she'd wanted him inside her and then once he finally was, he wouldn't move. "I needed to do something. I wanted it bad."
They watched her struggle to fuck him, trying to take more of his cock. Her young face relaxed with pleasure when he finally started moving. In their living room, Mike's hands went higher on El's thighs.
During the swing scene El felt Mike touch her aching pussy as they watched themselves swing. "Just tease me," she whispered to him, wanting to hear what they were saying on the tape.
They watched as she came all over him while he swung them.
"You always make me cum hard, but that was like, epic," she stated. Her legs had spread even more and now she was open to Mike. She hadn't worn panties, so there were no barriers for Mike to fumble with. His gray pajama pants already had a wet patch where she was sitting on him.
Then the finale came. Even having seen it before, El was always surprised at how good it looked to watch. She loved how he'd so expertly placed the cameras, how all the good stuff was caught. She loved how hard he'd worked to make it the movie it was. Hearing him talk to her, even though he still did the same thing now, always turned her on even more. He was so good at it.
"What are you thinking, El?" Mike asked as he teased her wet pussy. He had an idea, but he wanted to hear her. It was just always so hot.
El couldn't look away from the screen. "I'm thinking about how good it looks. I'm thinking about how good it felt. I'm thinking in a few minutes when this is over I want you to fuck me until I can't walk."
Mike smiled. He looked at the television screen and watched the high school version of himself make the only girl he'd ever loved moan and cry and beg him for more.
As the duo on the video were finally climaxing together, Mike was bringing El off on the sofa on his lap. He knew exactly how to do it. He touched her with teasing strokes and then as they finished together on the screen he went for the gold.
"Oh, Mike!" El cried in his lap. "You're making me cum!" El's legs shot together, holding his hand in place. She was still cumming as on the screen Mike pulled out and El watched herself scoop cum from her center and let what she didn't lick from her fingers drip down over her ass and onto the blanket.
Breathing heavily, El brought Mike's hand up to her mouth and seductively licked his fingers clean.
"What do you want to do now, birthday girl?" Mike asked softly.
"Vreau să fiu cu tine pentru totdeauna," she replied, resting against his chest. Mike was once again cradling her like a baby the same way he had so very long ago in his basement.
"I want to be with you forever too. And then some more."
El snuggled into him. "Take me to bed?"
Mike carried her up the stairs to their bedroom. Through it all they had seen the world and planned to see even more. They had done everything they'd ever wanted. They'd watched all of Mike's funny vampire show and did everything else together. They lived a happy life together, full of trust, respect, and a lot of innocent love as El had once put it. Maybe the innocent part didn't last long but they definitely made each other better. The basement would always be a special place. What they did in it would always be the just for them.
A/N: I posted the first chapter of this story a year ago today, on my best friend's birthday. I wrote it for her, and I don't know if she'll have time to read the finished version, but I thought it appropriate to post the final chapter on her birthday this year. She means the world to me. Ea e prietena cea mea mai bună. Totdeauna. O iubesc mereu și totdeauna.