I love all the positive feedback I've had for this fic! Thank you! This chapter is long (but not as long as chapter 5...posting that in a couple of days) but I couldn't find a good place to cut it that didn't make it lose steam. Warnings apply. They're still experimenting and learning.
"I think I saw the reverend's son walking around Mirkwood," Kali announced to the group of orphans she was sharing the room with. She was too old to be in the orphanage still but was living there and working to save money until she went back to college the next fall.
Amongst them was El, having been one of the six oldest kids that were part of the orphanage. She peered toward the older girl, watching her sitting down on the bed and staring at the other kids dumbfoundedly.
"How did you know it was him?" One of the boys inquired.
"I see him all the time at the church. He never leaves El alone," Kali scoffed. "And when I was coming back from town he was standing there, as if he was waiting for someone or something."
El lowered her head in an instant, not wanting to deal with her adopted family's criticism. They had already been vocal about how she shouldn't trust an outsider to the point of talking to them so much, but she knew she couldn't help it. Besides, she had no idea what Mike was doing there in the first place.
"So? Is there something you wanna tell us, El? Did you tell him about our secret spot?"
All eyes were on her.
"No," El mumbled defeatedly, her delicate fingers playing with the hem of her shirt.
"Yeah, right," the black-haired girl spat back and rolled her eyes. "You'd better hope he won't tell his dad, or else you'll be the one getting in trouble, not us. Okay?"
"He won't tell anyone! He's a good friend!" El raised her voice, her gaze piercing the older girl's before it dawned on her. She had just admitted telling Mike about Mirkwood.
Everyone fell silent until Kali decided to speak again, but El was already making her way out the door. She could tell it was another threat, but she was quick to run downstairs and to the backyard to play with the younger kids. She might have cared about her so-called family, but she wasn't going to let them get in her way of hanging out with Mike.
Mike stood at the edge of the woods looking up at the stoic building. That this was an orphanage, a home for children who had no family, made his stomach churn. He could actually feel tears stinging the corners of his eyes as he thought about all the holidays and vacations and picnics and various mundane things he'd done with his family growing up, and the fact that El had no real ideas of what any of that was like affected Mike more than he'd ever imagined.
He stood watching, ducking behind a tree when he realized that the group of children wasn't just peering benignly out the window, they were searching.
But even with the sudden onslaught of emotions that had come along, Mike was glad he'd gone to have a look around.
Tuesday went the same way. After school Mike walked over to where he would be meeting El the next day and spent his time looking for secluded spots.
El had spent the days leading up to Wednesday by herself. None of the older kids wanted to acknowledge her presence anymore and despite how badly it hurt, she couldn't help but think she was doing the right thing. Mike felt right. All sweet and caring, always making sure that she was okay. Even when she didn't mean to disclose her true feelings, he always seemed to sense her moods and be there for her. And it all felt right.
That was why she couldn't wait for Wednesday to come along and when it finally arrived, she didn't waste any time in getting ready and making her way toward the established rendezvous.
She had planned everything ahead, so it had been easy to dismiss the few houseparents that were still watching them and the kids she was sharing a room with. It wasn't like they cared about her anyway.
She had to use her powers for the first time in a long period to have free access to her way out, but she made sure to meet Mike at the crossroads right on time.
He was already there, his wide shoulders facing the opposite direction as he propelled a few pebbles out of the ground and kicked them around.
El beamed and admired him from a distance. For the first time since she had met him, he wasn't wearing a suit and El decided she liked him better this way, even though she hadn't even seen his face yet. His light gray trousers and white sneakers were paired with a blue sweater and she just wanted to burrow her head in the soft fabric and take in his scent.
And that was what she did, her petite form crashing into Mike's from behind as she pulled him into a tight hug. It startled him and she let out a sparse chuckle.
"Hey."
She almost knocked him down but it was just another thing about her that he liked. She wasn't always careful and calculated and Mike found that to be refreshing.
So it only made him laugh when a tiny ball of energy flew into him and buried her face in his sweater.
"You found me!" Mike laughed, pulling El into a warm embrace. "You're stealthy. Got anything else going on up there I should know about?" Mike laughed and tapped her forehead. He missed how it crinkled when he touched her there or how her eyes quickly found something else to focus on.
"If you stick around long enough maybe you'll find out," she sing-songed in a sweet voice and tiptoed to wrap her arms around Mike's neck.
"Well here we are. What do we want to do? We have like, the whole day but we should try to stay out of sight."
"I know." El's mind wandered to the fight she'd had had with Kali and the other kids at the orphanage.
Mike was right. They couldn't stay here or they would risk getting caught by some other kids trying to sneak out or, even worse, by one of the adults.
"We could take a walk first. There are a lot of trees around and I'm sure if we go far enough no one will find us," her mouth pressed onto his before she whispered, "or see what we're doing."
Mike's lips turned into a grin against El's and she took a small step back to look at him, gawking at how pretty he looked. She came to the conclusion that no matter the outcome, Mike really was worth it. He was too kind and beautiful to not put up a fight for.
"Let's go."
She was already marching away from him, her white tights clad legs almost crossing as she strode off. She didn't intend to put on a show for Mike as her hips swayed right and left and made him stare in awe. El would rather hold his hand instead of walking separate from him, but after he had rejected her first attempt of holding hands, she had promised herself to never try it again.
Seeing El walk away from him caused something inside Mike to snap, or maybe soften would be a better word. He knew then that he didn't want to watch her walk away, he wanted to walk with her so he quickly jogged to join her.
"Why'd you take off?" Mike knew his tone was goofy and probably so was the look on his face but he didn't care. "I don't want you to lose me. Maybe you should hold my hand so I don't get lost." He was already threading his fingers into hers as he asked, noting how well they fit together. "You wanna take a walk? Well let's see what we can find." Mike smiled warmly as he held a big drooping branch back for her. Once they had crossed and the branch was released neither Mike nor El could be heard or seen.
"Thank you."
She couldn't even tell if she was thankful for his polite gesture or the fact that he was holding her hand. The latter felt right, their fingers tangling perfectly like pieces of a puzzle, and she couldn't help but blush.
They had walked hand in hand for over ten minutes, El listening to some of Mike's silly high school stories and making sure to memorize them all. Apart from Mike, they were her only connection to the real world and they all sounded so foreign and exciting at the same time. It made her wish she could experience them one day, hopefully with Mike by her side.
And yet, when he had tried to ask questions about The Lab, El panicked a little on the inside. Apart from not being allowed to talk about the past experiments, she didn't want to talk about her everyday life, either. It was miserable most of the time and nothing like Mike's seemingly perfect teenaged life that she idealized so much.
And so she did what she considered to be the only thing capable of shutting Mike down, her hand tugging at his until she was trapped against a large oak tree and his body.
"Enough talking, Mike," she feigned a bright smile, her knee rising up until it almost reached his crotch. "Or we can talk if you want. But I also want to hear about what you did when no one was around, not just what happened at school. Can you tell me something about that? Have you done something by yourself these past days?"
Her lips pressed over Mike's neck ever so softly and caused the exposed skin to explode into goosebumps.
They fell into it so easily. Any lull in their conversation could be remedied by simply making out...just touching each other anywhere really. Even just brushing their shoulders against each other was like an unspoken gesture of, I'm not going anywhere.
"You know, my mother warned me about being in the woods alone. She said I could get into all s-sorts of trouble (oh god she's licking my earlobe) if I'm n-not careful." Mike was trying to keep up his act but he honestly was becoming more turned on as the seconds passed by.
El was working on his neck, peppering kisses along his jaw line and then sucking on the soft skin.
"You, you wanna know if I've do-done anything by myself? That might be a little personal. I don't know..." Mike could tell she was becoming a little annoyed from her huffs as she kissed his neck.
"You want to know if you're ever involved, is that it?"
Mike lifted her chin so he could kiss her for real.
"El, you're all I think about anymore." Mike was about to kiss her again when he stopped and let her hand drop from his.
"I'm so sorry. What am I even doing? I know I can't have a girlfriend. I'll just end up hurting you. But as much fun as I have with you and as much as I like you and as much as I try to stop thinking about you and can't and as much as you show up in my dreams has to mean something. So no, I can't have a girlfriend but I don't know why we have to be labeled. What do you think?"
El watched him carefully, her hazel doe eyes scanning his until he stopped talking. His words sent a pang straight to her chest and she swallowed thickly before putting on yet another façade.
She barely stifled the laugh building up in her chest at the stupidity of it all, but mostly at the foolishness of her mind ever thinking that she could ever become more to Mike.
"I don't think anything about it." A pained, twisted smile crossed her features. "Who even said anything about me becoming your girlfriend? I don't want that," she lied unabashedly. "We're just having fun, right? Nobody has to know anything."
Her whispers turned into kisses over his Adam's apple and she swiftly grabbed his hand again. This time she led it to her breasts as she guided Mike to cup and squeeze her boobs while she nibbled on his cheek or lips.
Mike Wheeler had grown up in a house with a very smart sister, a rather dramatic mother, and enough knowledge about the fairer sex to spot things maybe not every guy would, so when El was trying to seem nonchalant and oh so casual about whatever it was that they were, Mike's heart was breaking. No. She is not going to deny her feelings because of me. She gets to be herself with me.
But he also knew that if he said anything else she might turn her back on the whole thing. She was an orphan and used to people leaving her. Mike was going to have to show her how he felt instead of telling her.
He let her move his hand where she wanted it.
"I definitely have fun with you, El. It doesn't matter what we do. We could just sit on a bench together and that would make me happy. But you're right. No one had said anything about that so I don't know why I brought it up. I guess I'm a mouthbreather."
"A cute one." El laughed at the term he'd used. She knew she wasn't wrong about Mike - he was always overly cute and quick to put her in a good mood.
Her left arm wrapped around his neck until her slim fingers tickled the back of his neck and pulled on the ends of his hair, while her right arm was dropped between their bodies so she could cup his growing bulge. He was hard and the trousers he was wearing did nothing to hide his excitement.
Wanting to distract Mike from what she was about to do, she gently parted his lips until he granted her access and their tongues swirled together. She used that slight sudden moment to sneak her hand inside his pants and briefs until she felt the warmth of his penis on her cold hand. The contrast felt out of this world, the heat of his pulsing member sending shivers down her spine as she started stroking it lightly.
"How many times...did you do it this week...Mike?" She asked between kisses, her hand working him a little faster. "I want to know...because...I want to make you come today...as many times...as you did it...plus one more." Her thumb ran over the swollen tip.
"How many? You wanna know? Plus one more?" Mike's head lolled back as he enjoyed the feeling of her hand on his cock while he tried to do simple math in his mind. "Wait, do you mean since Sunday or earlier?"
El contemplated for a few seconds, her hum reverberating over Mike's puffed up lips.
"I know you're not as innocent as you seem to be." Her hand moved to his balls and she played with the weight in her palm. "So Sunday."
Mike gulped. He wasn't going to lie to her but if she was serious he was going to need to rehydrate in some way.
"Um, well since Sunday...let's see. Once Sunday night. Another Monday night. Would have been two yesterday but I had to take the garbage out and garbage water got on my shoe and grossed me out. Oh, well and then there was this morning. So up until now four."
Mike was both excited and terrified. He had never come so much in one day.
"Oh..."
El froze in place, her movements stopping altogether. She hadn't anticipated Mike, a religious, well-behaved boy, to do it so often. But he was a teenager, after all, and she couldn't deny the fact that it put her at ease to find out that she wasn't so strange for masturbating almost as often as he did.
"Easy, church boy," she teased him and resumed the hand motions, her fingers wrapping around his shaft once again.
She used her other hand to pull Mike's trousers and briefs down to his mid-thighs so she could have more room to stroke his member and make him come as quick as possible. They had a lot of work ahead of them.
"But I can take this challenge. Do you think you can come five times for me?" She grinned and applied more pressure to his cock, letting him rock himself into her tight fist.
"I think I can do my best," was all Mike could muster as he watched her hand flick along at a fast pace. He was already leaking and knew the first one wouldn't take long.
After a few minutes of watching her jack him off, Mike moved his hand over hers.
"I kinda like to feel you doing it. Is it okay?" His hand was draped loosely over hers as her fist worked. He would rub small circles on the back of her hand with his thumb, not even realizing he was doing it.
"Y-Yeah."
El stopped for a few seconds and locked eyes with him. It felt so intimate to have Mike's hand over hers as she jerked him off, but the look on his face made it all worth it. He seemed so lost in pleasure, yet sweet and genuine at the same time and she couldn't help but lean forward until their lips melted together.
She slowly started pumping him again, smiling against his mouth whenever she felt him clamping his lanky fingers over her hand a little tighter at every firm stroke she made.
"You can come on my tights. Nobody will notice."
She was scared he might think she's some sort of sick pervert, but the worrisome thought didn't stop her from lifting up her dress and angling her hips forward until his cock was pointed toward her fabric covered womanhood. Their hands were still stroking his shaft, but the motions became more frantic with every moan that Mike was letting out.
Mike couldn't believe that El was going to try to make him come five times. He wasn't sure if that was possible but he definitely knew she'd at least get this one. She was stroking him like a champ but it was the idea that she wanted him to come on her tights, to spray them down with his hot load of come that was quickly pushing him toward the edge.
"Your hand...so good. You want me to come on your tights? You want to feel it? You've got me so close." Mike kissed her bottom lip and then continued to watch her pump him, loving how she was angling the head of his hard dick toward her white tights, the part covering her panties.
"Maybe one day...it will be under all this fabric," she smirked and delved into the feeling of Mike's teeth digging into her lips as she let him abuse her mouth.
He was close, she could feel it in the way his hips stuttered and his breath hitched in his throat and she couldn't wait to feel the warm spurts of come seeping through the thin white tights. It was probably going to stain her dress, too, but she couldn't care less, despite making a brief mental note to discard her clothes as soon as she entered the orphanage.
She decided to push him a little closer to the edge.
"This isn't going to be the only place you'll get to come today, Mike."
"El, are you sure?" He was trying to be polite, to give her every opportunity to excuse herself from the pending mess, but it didn't look like she was going anywhere. She just smiled at him, pulling herself close enough so he could hear her breathing in time with him. The tip of his cock brushed against the nylon of her tights and Mike's vision tunneled.
"Oh, so good, El. Your hands...like magic." Mike was panting but excited. He had just come all over El's tights in the bright of day in the middle of nature. He felt like a woodland king.
"If you're really planning on having me do that four more times today I'm gonna need to eat. Want to see if we can find somewhere that'll keep our secret?" Mike reached down to help her up, offering his hand. He didn't let go once she was on her feet. Mike looked at his watch.
"It's almost 10 now. If we go this way we could come out near the quarry and maybe eat at Benny's? The lunch rush won't start until closer to noon. We could be long gone by then."
Pulling her skirt back down contently, El forgot about the liquid soaking her tights as soon as Mike started asking. She watched him intently, her heart speeding up as he kept talking about how he wanted to go eat at Benny's.
She'd heard about this place before - everyone at The Lab had. They would sometimes pass by it and wonder what the burgers they served there tasted like. No one had ever had one before and mostly because they had no money they could spend, but also because they were never allowed to go in public places. That could jeopardize their safety and might reveal their secret about having powers, the houseparents would always say.
El didn't care about that. But there was still one more problem; she didn't have any money on her.
"I don't," she started in a small voice, her eyes fixed on anything but Mike. "I'm not hungry. But...I can go with you."
They locked eyes again and she offered him a forced smile.
Mike knew immediately what the problem was. He'd been friends with Will for long enough to recognize the telltale signs of someone who can't afford to do what everyone else can but who doesn't want to disrupt anyone's fun. He frowned, his brow furrowing as he tried to think of a solution that wouldn't embarrass her.
"You aren't hungry? How? I'm starving! But I can't sit there eating while you don't. That'll make me look like some sort of wastoid. What if I just buy a burger to put in front of you so I don't look like such a jackass? If you want it, cool. If not, no big deal. But at least it won't look like I'm making you watch me eat." Mike could see her thinking so he turned it up a notch, stepping closer to her.
"Besides, you're still gonna make me come like four more times, right?" Mike's nose inched closer to her neck, inhaling her scent. "I need to eat to do that," he whispered against her skin.
El was trying so hard to fight the tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. It was probably just an insignificant gesture for Mike, he was merely offering her something as simple as a burger, but just the sheer thought of him being willing to share something with her made her want to sob uncontrollably.
She didn't, though. Not that she could, now that Mike was breathing down her neck and sending shivers down her spine.
"Okay, if you really need to..." Her laugh was buried in Mike's shoulder as she pulled him into a tight embrace. Don't cry. Don't do it. That's weak.
On their hike through the woods to Benny's Burgers, Mike and El found a deserted old cabin. It was small, a few cracked windows, but definitely a surprise find for them. But the time was ticking away and they wanted to be in and out of Benny's before the lunch rush so they noted where the cabin was and decided to explore it later. Benny's turned out to be peaceful and El was relieved to not have run into anyone Mike seemed to know. It was still early besides being a school day, so there weren't many people inside the place.
El took in their surroundings with her mouth agape, her need to hold onto Mike's hand translating into a tight clutch she had on his elbow. He was her support as she looked at the unfamiliar faces and wondered if they could tell she was different. Nobody seemed to pay attention to her or Mike, though.
Gulping, she let go of Mike when he motioned for her to sit down across from him. She did as she was told, her eyes still scanning the place until they finally stopped on Mike. He was her anchor, the only real connection between her world and the outside and she couldn't have been more grateful for his presence. His smile was enough to calm her nerves and she couldn't help but smile back.
They'd been sitting in the booth looking at their menus for almost forty-five complete seconds when Mike realized that he was sitting across from the only person he'd ever want to sit across from. He tried to shrug the thought away, tried not to notice how the rays of the sun streamed through her hair or how the sunlight attached to the girl. He chastised his brain for pointing out to him that the light bouncing off the window was causing her to have a halo. He was really becoming a bit of a silent mess as he sat across from her, thinking about her and watching her. Seeing things through El's eyes made everything seem more magical, as though he'd been just walking through life with his head down and El had forced him to look for the first time at where he was going.
"So, um. I'm gonna get a bacon cheeseburger. What do you want? Anything is fine. The burgers here are the best."
Mike was still feeling like he was out of his body watching all of this happen but then he felt her foot on his ankle and it was just so reassuring that he was instantly brought back to himself.
Their order arrived not long after they'd placed it and as they sat together eating, Mike thought about how this had come to pass. Maybe I'm reading too much into it. Yeah. I definitely am. I'll just float along. Go with the flow. But wow, I really like her.
"So are you glad you snuck out today to hang out with me?" Mike asked, lowering his voice as though it was a covert operation.
"Yeah," El laughed at Mike.
Her elbows rested on either side of her plate and supported her head as she silently watched Mike. The uncertainty of accepting his offer still lingered in her mind and she studied him eating, noticing how held and savored the burger. She almost took notes, her stomach churning until she couldn't hold back anymore.
She wasted no time from then on, her small hands wrapping around the patty as she started munching on the burger. She hadn't even realized how fast she was eating and moaning at the same time until she sensed Mike's eyes on her. He seemed dumbfounded, his mouth parted as he just stared at her.
"Mmph, s-sorry," El whispered through a mouthful of food, her cheeks reddening at the thought of Mike thinking less of her because of what he'd just seen.
Mike grinned. "No, it's okay. I appreciate your extra effort to make me look like less of a mouthbreather." He knew that wasn't at all what she was doing of course but he was determined to continue to act as though she was just helping him.
Getting to see and hear her enjoy her first ever Benny's burger was a bonus Mike hadn't counted on and he wanted to remember every minute detail.
"Um, you have a little mustard..." Mike gestured to his own face to show her where but when she kept reaching for the opposite side he laughed and, reaching across the table, wiped it away with his own napkin.
"I mean, it was cute, I could have left it. But I don't want to risk anyone asking why you have mustard on your face." Mike smiled. He'd been kissing her all morning but somehow the act of wiping her face seemed ten times more intimate and he could feel his blood rushing in his ears.
"Thank you." El blushed as well, the whole act reminding her of scenes she'd seen before on TV.
As she kept eating, she couldn't help but wonder if this was some sort of a first date for her and Mike, but she tried her best not to focus too much on that aspect. It wasn't like Mike could see her as more than just a friend.
It felt strange, though. She was used to being the bold one and taking pride in making Mike squirm or become uncomfortable with her sweet touches, but the situation was reversed now. She was the one fidgeting and coping with flushed cheeks now that they were out in the real world, away from the comfort of the church and her family.
Once they finished eating, El waited for Mike to pay then followed him outside. It took all the way to the forest for her to become her usual self again and feel authentic around Mike once more. She was so happy she mustered up the courage to link their fingers as they walked next to each other.
"Do you want to check out the cabin?" She asked after moments of peaceful silence.
"You think it's safe? It's probably locked anyway. How would we even get in?" Mike glanced at his watch. It was still ten minutes until noon. They still had a good three hours together. He liked how when he looked down to see the time what he noticed first was their hands linked together.
"We could at least check." El shrugged. Her feigned innocence didn't make Mike suspicious at all, which was exactly what she was hoping for.
When they reached the cabin, her head snapped left for a split second and she made sure to cough to cover the sounds of rattling chains and rusty locks coming undone. It seemed to work as she watched an oblivious Mike making his way closer to the wooden door that was partially rotten. She watched him carefully, her heart speeding up as he creaked the door open and turned back to look at her. She was safe for now.
Or so she thought, because as soon as Mike's eyes fell on her face, El could see the horror in his eyes.
"What happened to your nose?" He asked with alarm, his hands coming up to her cheeks in an instant.
"Huh?" She mumbled in confusion.
"Your nose, El...it's bleeding."
"Oh-" She gasped and pulled from Mike's embrace immediately. After using the back of her sleeve to wipe the blood away, she explained quickly. "Anemic. I'm anemic. It, um, happens sometimes. Don't worry."
That was what she had been taught to say in case her powers were accidentally triggered in public. She was glad she still remembered the excuse.
"Are you okay though? Does it happen a lot?" Mike had almost forgotten about the cool abandoned cabin they could explore, only being able to focus on the idea of El dripping blood from her nose, so close to her brain.
"Does it hurt?" He whispered.
"No, don't worry about it. Let's just go inside." She offered him a small smile and dragged him inside the dimly lit dusty space.
Mike looked around where they were standing. El had closed the door behind them after they entered but with the sunlight filtering through the boards on the windows and cracks in the walls they could see. They were in a small room, most likely the main living space of the cabin. There was a small kitchen area to one side and while the place was dusty it wasn't without its charm.
"Wanna look around?" Mike asked excitedly. El was already nodding in agreement.
Since the place was small it didn't take them long. There was one room that seemed like a bedroom and one small bathroom but of course the water wasn't turned on to the place. In a closet in the one bedroom there was something folded in a heavy duty garbage bag. Mike took it from the shelf to see what it was.
"Hey cool! It's a quilt! And check it out!" Mike held it to his own nose before offering it to El. "It's clean. Wanna just hang out here for the rest of the day?"
"Sure. We still have a lot to do," El hinted playfully before helping Mike put the quilt down on the floor. "Mike...you should go make sure no one is around. Then close the door."
Mike agreed without a question and once his back turned to El, she used her powers to dust off most of the room they were in. Her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on turning the air fresh and forcing the dust particles out through the window cracks.
It seemed to have worked and by the time she heard Mike coming back, she looked around the space only to see a still old and messy, but much cleaner, room. It could do the trick for today.
Before Mike approached her, she wiped the fresh blood away and resumed acting normal. He just smiled at her as he sat down on the blanket and she was quick to crawl towards him until she climbed in his lap, her legs wrapping around his thin waist.
"Hi," she murmured close to his face, her index fingers tracing his lips. They were beautiful, just like the rest of him and El could feel the butterflies swooshing in her stomach.
"Hi," Mike replied as he wrapped his arms around her. "It feels nice when you sit like this. El, I know you want to do your, whatever your plan is, but I want today to be about both of us so I hope you know I'll do anything you want me to do. We don't have to stick to your five time plan. We can do," Mike started to gently kiss her neck, "whatever you'd like."
Mike secretly wished she'd say she wanted to just stay there, spend the night and the next day and forget that there was an entire world beyond the two of them but he was so happy to be safely secluded with her sitting in his lap that he really didn't want to press his luck.
"We are both...going to have fun." El squirmed under his kisses, the pleasure already traveling down to her core and making her pussy feel tingly. She didn't waste a second and started rubbing her womanhood over Mike's crotch. She figured the come on her white tights had dried by now and it wasn't going to stain Mike's trousers.
They kissed as she grinded on him, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck as she put all of her focus into dropping her hips down on his growing dick or rubbing circles over it.
"I think you'll hurt by the time we're done. Are you okay with that?" She half-joked, although she was sure Mike would probably be sore if she managed to make him come four more times that day.
"Is that a promise?" Mike asked, gripping her hips tighter as she grinded into him. "Tell me, El. How do you suppose you'll get me to come a second time?" The question was a farce because if Mike could tell how rock hard he was and he wasn't even touching himself then he knew she could feel everything as she rubbed and rocked her nylon tights over him. He pulled her close to barely whisper into her ear.
"Because I don't think it's gonna take long at all."
"I know," El breathed over his ear before sucking on the lobe. She took her time, her tongue languidly running across the soft skin while she continued to massage Mike's cock.
"I was wondering..." El trailed off, her hands dropping between their bodies until they sneaked around the hem of his gray sweatpants. She lifted herself up enough to make room for his pants and briefs to go down to his knees.
"Do you think you could come...just by me rubbing on you? Would you like that?" She grabbed his cock and forced it upward until it was trapped between her covered pussy and her hand. It was pulsing so hard El was scared it might burst at any given second.
"Oh, god, El. You're so warm and you're still covered up. I definitely want to tr-try..." Mike trailed off as El started moving her hips, creating a delicious prison for his cock with her hand and her pussy. Not that Mike wanted to escape. From this position he could feel her movements against his dick and she was so close to him. His hands were free to roam over her body or run through her hair or whatever really he wanted to do with them.
"Hey I don't think you have to use your hand," Mike said as he removed her hand from holding his dick against her center, setting it on his shoulder.
"Yeah, now your hands are free and you're still making me feel amazing. El, it's not gonna take long for me to come. You feel so good."
"Then you should come," she smiled down at him and moved her hands to his neck and cheek.
He was always so soft and warm under her touch and all she wanted was to feel every part of him as she continued to rub her nylon clad pussy over his dick.
"You're going to make a mess if you don't lift this up."
She motioned to his sweater and took the time to lift the fabric up to his chest. It gave her access to his abdomen and she watched in awe the way it clenched and unclenched repeatedly and she couldn't stop herself from roaming her hands all over his torso.
"Now you can come." She resumed grinding on top of him, her fingers tracing his stomach and chest. "Or do you want me to swallow it? I guess I could...but I thought we could do that later."
Mike didn't know if it was her confidence or her looks or her general demeanor or a combination of everything but El could have told him he could burn down his school and he would have happily obliged. He was completely under her spell, though he knew it wasn't really a spell; it was just how she affected him. He didn't think there was anything he wouldn't do for her. And she was grinding on him so nicely and her fingers felt so good as she caressed his bare torso. Hearing her ask if he'd rather she swallow and then getting a mental picture of El wrapping her supple lips around his hard leaking tip was just too much.
"El, I...oh, god, El!" Mike felt the first spurt of his second climax. It was hard, much harder than he'd imagined since it had really only been a little while since he had previously come. He buried his face in her neck as his orgasm rocked him, spewing onto her tights again and getting a little on her skirt. Mike thought she smelled nice and would have been content to remain like that, El in his lap, his cock resting against her stockings, his face buried in her neck, for the foreseeable future.
"You weren't lying. That was pretty quick," she laughed with her nose buried in Mike's shoulder. It felt too good to feel his embrace around her waist and enjoy his warmth to let go right now, so she just stood there for a few more minutes. They breathed in unison, Mike's ragged breath accompanied by her soft one while he rubbed circles on her back.
El realized she was doomed – she would never be able to go back to her normal self after being subjected to Mike's loving attention. It was unbelievably warming to know that someone cared enough to want to be with her and always showed it through every fiber of their being.
She still wanted to believe that he was just a horny teenager, but the way he spoke, touched, and kissed her made her doubt her own beliefs.
Sighing, she sat up and started taking her tights off. Mike watched her in confusion and she just chuckled back, her smooth legs slowly coming off the tight nylon until she molded the fabric into a ball.
"So I can clean you up. I can leave these here. They're dirty anyway," she explained before wiping the come off Mike's stomach.
Mike watched as El cleaned him up. She was so gentle and loving, not that he'd tell her that, and it touched his heart the way she fussed over making sure she got every drop. On her fourth pass Mike caught her wrist.
"Hey, I was thinking that you should get a turn. I don't want this to all be about me. Can I uh, I mean, could I try to make you come too? If I'm not good at it you can tell me. You just make me feel so good I want to do the same for you. And we don't have to be quiet today." Mike had been unconsciously pulling her even closer to him as he asked his questions and now their lips were almost brushing together as he spoke.
"Y-Yeah, you can..."
El nodded before their lips crashed together and she used all of her force to push Mike down on the quilt. She still couldn't believe how selfless he was and despite being informed that she wanted to pleasure him, he still wanted to return the favor and do the same for her. It made her feel fuzzy on the inside and even more eager to touch and kiss him.
It didn't take long until he managed to take her panties off, her bare dripping core now rubbing over his pelvis as they continued to kiss as if their life depended on it.
"M-Mike...I've seen...something...in that magazine," she mumbled between kisses and dropped her hand to Mike's dick. Much to her surprise, it was getting hard again so she knew it wouldn't be a problem for her to carry on with her plan.
Sitting up, she swiftly removed all of her clothes and stood naked in front of the boy that just stared in her in bewilderment. It made her cheeks flush and she almost covered her breasts, but managed to fight back the instinct to do so.
"You, too."
She motioned at Mike's clothes and he didn't hesitate at all, his clothes soon pooling on the floor next to hers.
"We can," she whispered, straddling his bare legs. "I could sit on you. But the other way around. And we could...I guess we could both pleasure each other. Do you want to try it?" She asked timidly, knowing how exposed that would leave her in front of Mike. She was turned on enough to not mind it that much, but she still wanted to make sure that Mike was also okay with it.
Mike felt like he was in a dream. He was now naked with El and she wanted to pleasure each other at the same time. Mike wasn't totally sure how to go about that but he figured he'd follow her lead and they could learn together.
"You want to? I'm not really sure how so you might have to help me some. Oh, and I should tell you...you are easily the most beautiful girl I'll ever see."
El was about to show Mike how that thing she had seen was supposed to work, when his words hit her ears. She froze in place.
"How do you know that? I'm sure you'll meet prettier girls."
Her smile was forced, just like the words that came out of her mouth. She focused on his dick, massaging it in her hand as she pushed the tears back. This wasn't the time to cry.
"I mean, when you go to college. You'll have a lot of experience by then and I'm sure the beautiful girls will like you back."
"I don't think you understood me." Mike's voice was calm and reassuring. Her hand felt so nice on his cock but he could tell she was purposefully giving it all of her attention probably in an effort to avoid crying. Nancy Wheeler's little brother was no stranger to how girls tried to hide their truest feelings. He let his hand rest on hers, stopping her movements.
"El, I mean inside and out. There's no one else like you. I mean, sure there are pretty girls but none of them make me feel like you do. I don't want to talk to them when I wake up in the morning. The sun isn't going to frame their faces so effortlessly and I'm not going to get butterflies in my stomach watching them try to open a straw. When I say you're the most beautiful girl I'll ever see I mean all of you. And that's because of how you make me feel."
"Yeah?" El snorted, her head still lowered as she refused to meet Mike's gaze.
His words hurt so much she could barely breathe and it took her a moment to collect herself and speak again. Mike waited patiently in the meantime, and El hated it even more that he was so tolerant with her.
There had to be a way to lighten up the atmosphere.
"I guess giving a boy head will make him say stuff like this."
She put on a bright smile before lowering Mike on the quilt again. He lay down completely and she carefully maneuvered herself until she straddled his face. Her hips were hovering over his head, her legs parted and her pussy exposed in front of Mike while her head was positioned toward his crotch. She could already feel him trembling and gasping underneath her and she smirked, proud that she was in charge of the situation once again.
"Is this okay?" She asked, looking down between her legs as she watched Mike's lips so close to her pussy.
Mike didn't answer with words, opting to move his hands to her waist and hips, bringing her even closer to his mouth. He started to lick her, being even more tentative and cautious than he'd been at church that one time. And from how his hands held her, if she decided she needed more he would be in charge of how much more she could have.
Mike was teasing her as well as tongue fucking her by the time he felt his cock slide past her lips and into her warm mouth. It only spurred him on more. He increased the area he was licking, his tongue sweeping along her slit, into her hole, and then continuing along her ass crack. He noticed El stiffen as his tongue brushed over her tightest hole.
"Is that okay? I'm sorry. I won't do that if you don't like it."
"I'm not...sure," El whispered nervously.
She had never experienced something like it before and a part of her wanted to tell Mike to stop because it probably wasn't supposed to happen. His tongue was probably not meant to go there, but it felt good, even for a split second, to have his slick muscle lapping at the sensitive area.
"If you don't mind it, then I don't."
She tried to block the worries invading her thoughts from then on, instead focusing on sucking Mike's cock and swirling her tongue around the head every once in a while. She kept one hand on the quilt next to him, while the other one played with his sack and massaged it in rhythm with her mouth going up and down his shaft.
Mike heard what she'd said and he could feel her sucking on his cock but what made him the most happy was that despite how casual she was trying to be, when his tongue had started licking her tight asshole his entire chin had been drenched in new arousal from El. He could tell she liked it no matter what she said.
He moved his hands a bit so he could spread her pussy open and then pulled her onto his face. He gently sucked on her clit, feeling her tongue move faster on his cock as he did. He had a little wiggle room as far as his fingers went so he teased her asshole with his thumb, not sticking it inside, and with a finger from his other hand slowly started to penetrate her pussy as he sucked and licked.
El moaned around Mike's dick and involuntarily dropped her hips lower on his face. It felt too good to have both of her holes teased, sucked, and licked simultaneously so she fastened up the pace of her mouth and forced herself to take Mike in as much as possible.
His groan reverberated around her pussy when her throat squeezed the swollen tip of his cock before she released it with a gasp. Saliva pooled all over his member and she made sure to spread it evenly all over the length and balls while also struggling to keep still and not rub herself on Mike's face.
"Don't stop..." she urged him even when his thumb slowly pushed past her tight rim. It was embarrassing and sensual at the same time and she didn't know how to react, but it only brought her closer to the edge.
Mike couldn't stop if he wanted to. The reactions she was having to every little thing he did all seemed to stroke his ego and made him feel like he could do anything. And he hadn't even meant to let his thumb start to slide into her butt, it just kind of happened since everything was so slippery and he was so excited to have her on his face. He loved everything about it.
"El, are you sure?" Mike asked, though his thumb didn't stop moving in slowly. "Your mouth feels so good. You've got me so hard again already."
"Mhmm."
El tried to nod around his cock but her body was what let Mike know it was okay not to stop. She slowly pulled her hips up and down above his face, making his finger penetrate her holes repeatedly as she did so. She didn't neglect his dick either, her tongue licking the undershaft and loving the appreciative noises that left Mike's mouth.
"I might come!" She announced in a shaky voice when his tongue started lapping at her pussy along with the movement of his fingers. "Ah, Miiike," she sobbed uncontrollably, her pussy and asshole clamping on his fingers as her orgasm hit.
Her mouth quickly wrapped around his shaft again and she tried to suck on it as waves of pleasure hit her body while her moans were muffled by his cock.
Mike held her up as her pelvis tried to envelop his face while her orgasm crashed through her. He still wasn't really close but he'd already come so much. He was in no hurry. Even as El was still writhing on him and moaning her approval Mike was still licking and sucking, hoping to make her come again quickly. She wouldn't be expecting it and he also liked having her in this position, having her mouth at his dick while a he had full control over her most sensitive areas.
"That's good. You came hard, El. Did it feel good? I hope so because I'm gonna make you do it again."
Mike didn't wait for a reply or a reaction, he simply started seriously tonguing her asshole.
"Wait! Mi-"
El gasped at the tongue encircling around her asshole. It felt so incredibly good and it sent shivers down her spine while also making her pussy throb harder. She couldn't hold back anymore.
She planted her pussy right on Mike's face and rubbed it over his velvety lips, cheeks and nose. She was all over, her juices smeared on Mike's face as she just moaned and groaned around his cock.
"I'm sorry...if it's too much...but I can't-" help it, she wanted to add, but Mike was raising his hips up and urging her to suck his cock so that was what she did, not bothering anymore to finish up her sentence.
Truth be told, Mike loved it that he could make her stop speaking mid-sentence. He loved the reactions he got from her. Why am I thinking the word love so much?
And even though she had just come hard all over his face and even though he was already getting her revved up to go again, her mouth continued to work his rigid pole. Mike could feel her tongue, noting how proficient she was getting after only having done it a few times.
He chuckled softly. "Like that, huh? You don't have to apologize. You're not doing anything wrong." His sentence, said into her dripping pussy perched over his mouth, was syncopated by kisses and licks that caused more moans from her, which were muffled by her mouthful of his cock.
"This is so hot, El. You are so hot. I want to do this with you every day." Mike was surprised when he felt the tip of his dick touch the back of her throat as she took him in as deep as she could. It was almost reverent.
El mumbled in approval, the tip of Mike's cock down her throat leaving her incapable to do more than that. She agreed with Mike and wished more than anything that they could do this every day, but the rational part of her knew it was impossible.
Her mind started drifting off to a near future of her and Mike spending their lives together, when she felt the familiar thumb pushing past the ring of muscles and inside her tight asshole. It made her gasp and almost choke on his cock but she was quick to pull it out of her mouth and moan.
"That's so good, Mike. I didn't know...that'd feel so nice."
Her lips then moved to his balls, licking and sucking on them as her hand stroked his cock faster.
Mike couldn't believe how close to coming he was again already. Something about hearing her talk while they were fooling around intensified the entire process. Mike thought she could read aloud from the phone book and it might have the same effect on him. Now he was starting to feel his cock twitch. She was lapping at his balls while she pumped his shaft with her small hand. He decided he was going to hold out and come with her, challenging himself.
"You like that? Want to see if you like something similar but a little different? Just tell me if you don't. I want you to come with me, El. I want to come in your mouth while you come in mine."
Mike had asked but he hadn't really planned on waiting for her to answer. He eased his thumb out of her tight ass and replaced it with his tongue. For Mike, he thought maybe this was more intimate even than sex, but then he had to stop thinking about sex with El because he was on a mission and couldn't risk compromising it by getting too turned on thinking about the future.
With his tongue at first darting in and out, then pushing deeper, Mike used his hand on her pussy, rubbing her clit and just using one finger inside her. She was pushing back against him, no longer really holding herself up above him, the two of them glued together and trying to get even closer.
"Mike-" El almost cried out, her hand subconsciously coming to his pale thigh and squeezing it hard. It took all of her might to keep her emotions bottled up as she felt Mike's tongue fucking her asshole. It felt similar to the thumb, but warmer and it tickled and turned her on more than anything else to the point it left her unable to breathe for a few seconds.
After realizing she was holding her breath and correcting that, she pushed her head back down to Mike's cock and started sucking it again. This time she created a perfectly tight vacuum seal with her lips, her delicate fingers scratching and squeezing Mike's legs while he ate her ass out.
"You're gonna…I'm going to...again-" she lamented after a few minutes, her hand pumping Mike's cock fast before she resumed sucking on the tip and letting Mike play with both of her holes.
Hearing her say she was going to come again was all Mike needed. He pushed his tongue into her ass as far as possible, wanting to feel her spasm all around his mouth. He could feel his own orgasm about to spew.
"Come for me, El," Mike said, though it was muffled and distorted since his tongue was occupied. She was sitting perfectly on his face, he didn't even need his hands, so he moved them down until he found her head and as he tongue fucked her asshole while she deep throated his cock he gently ran his fingers through her hair.
That was all it took.
His hands tightened lovingly a bit on her head and Mike felt himself coming...again.
El flinched as the first spurts of come hit her mouth, but much to her surprise, that was all that came out. It seemed like Mike orgasming two times earlier took a toll on him and that was all he could give to her. Even so, she swallowed it all eagerly, loving the hold he had on her head as she climaxed at the same time with him.
El's orgasm was definitely different from Mike's; hers felt more powerful than the first one and her hips wouldn't stop shaking, making her ass drop repeatedly on Mike's face and leaving El embarrassed as she couldn't control any of the movements.
When she eventually stopped, she tiredly moved her legs away from Mike's face until she straddled his hips instead and pushed her body down onto his.
They lay together, El on top of Mike and holding him close to her bare chest while they breathed heavily.
"I love yo-uh, it. I loved it," she corrected herself quickly and buried her face in the crook of Mike's neck, too embarrassed to look him in the eye after what she had almost admitted. Her heart beat madly against her ribcage and she just hoped that Mike would deflect the subject somehow.
Mike felt like taking a nap but he didn't want to miss out on any time with El. He didn't say anything but he had definitely noticed what she'd almost said. But then again, she was probably tired too and sometimes your brain and your mouth don't work together. Mike knew that. Better to not get his hopes up and just let things be whatever they were.
As she lay on top of him, Mike drew haphazard designs on her back, sunlight pilfering through the cracks in the windows and landing on them, warming them and definitely not doing anything to help Mike's drowsiness.
"Yeah, I uh, loved that too. Are you awesome at everything you do or is there something you suck at?" Mike tried to lighten the mood, since her face was still buried in his neck out of embarrassment.
"I guess I suck at staying away from pretty church boys like you," El laughed against the soft skin of his neck, happy that Mike was either oblivious or nice enough to not ask for further information after she had almost admitted her feelings.
Mike laughed. "I think I'm glad you suck at that...unless you mean all church boys because I don't think I could take that. I'm a fragile little boy." He nuzzled her hair. According to his watch it was now just a little after 1:00. The day was definitely slipping away. Since she was on top of him, Mike took advantage and held her close, so close that he could feel her heart beating against his chest.
"El, I don't know if I can come two more times before we have to have you back at the orphanage." As soon as he'd said it he was sorry. Conjuring up the image of the horrible building where she had to live made him cringe and he held her tighter without even realizing it.
"I know. I figured the moment you came. There wasn't much left," El stated casually as she pushed the thoughts of her leaving to the back of her mind.
She didn't want to deal with the excruciating days spent away from the comfort and warmth of Mike's embrace. She lay on top of him quietly, her hand tracing his chest and neck while he caressed her back.
"And no, Mike. I meant just you. You are the reverend's son...I wasn't going to take anything but the best," she joked and kissed his cheek.
"Can I tell you something? Mike did wait for an answer this time. He thought what he was going to day might be heavy and he was a little scared but if she couldn't accept this then maybe it was best to get it out of the way now.
"Sure." She frowned, but waited patiently.
"I love my dad but I'm really not much like him. I do what he says and all but I don't even really know if I believe what he preaches. He'd lose his mind if I told him but the more I think about things the more nothing makes sense or seems even the least bit fair. So I don't know that I would describe me as anything but the best because I don't think I'm the best. Probably if people knew the real me they wouldn't even want me there. But when I think about...like you for example. You're so amazing and sweet and funny and bold and what did life give you? Nothing. You don't have parents, you have to live at that place that makes me shiver to just think about it, you never had someone to tuck you in or read you a bedtime story, someone who wanted to do that because they loved you so much. So how is that fair? What God would allow that? And then there are all the complete assholes who have everything and keep getting more everything. It makes my stomach hurt." Mike could feel tears stinging his eyes, which was a little embarrassing, but he needed to finish. "And I know this isn't how you thought I was when you woke up this morning but I want to be honest with you. You...you just matter a lot and I want you to know everything. I hope I didn't ruin anything."
El remained silent the entire time and even moments after. She felt herself tearing up as soon as Mike admitted how estranged he felt from the world he lived in, but the moment he voiced out his thoughts about how miserable he thought her life was, she couldn't hold it in anymore. Warm tears fell down her cheeks uncontrollably, the salty liquid dripping down on Mike's neck.
She didn't bother to wipe them off, instead pulling herself closer to Mike's body as she started sobbing out of control. Her whole body hurt, but mostly her chest, and she didn't even know if the tears she was shedding were out of sheer pain or happiness for the boy she was lucky enough to hold in her arms.
"You didn't ruin anything," she mumbled through tears, her chest heaving until she started hiccupping. That was how badly she was crying.
She felt Mike trying to pull her head up and probably try to alleviate her pain, but she refused to budge. All she did was cry and hold Mike impossibly tighter to chest until the sobs slowly faded away and she was left with a runny nose and puffy eyes. It felt like hours, but it had probably been only minutes.
"I'm sorry you feel this way...but I'm sure it'll get better when you'll have your own family," she mumbled almost painfully.
She felt happy at the prospect of Mike being content with his new family when he grew up, but a part of her wished she could be involved in that idea. Even so, she knew better than to think that Mike could ever want to spend his entire life next to her. She would never belong to anyone, whether it was someone as sweet as Mike or anyone else for the matter.
Feeling El sob against him broke the dam that was holding back Mike's own tears and they lay on the quilt they'd found on the floor of the cabin and cried into each other. It wasn't something that Mike would ever mention to his friends, or anyone for that matter, but El wasn't just anyone and he had never felt more comfortable. He could feel her pain like he could feel her body against his own. What she'd said last, about how when Mike had his own family he'd feel better, felt like a knife in his heart.
It was then that Mike Wheeler knew exactly how he felt about this girl.
"Hey, don't cry. Just being able to talk to you about it makes me feel better. I'm glad you're in my life, El. You...you make things better than they are. Could we just live in the moments and not worry about the future? I'd rather enjoy what I have than what might or might not ever be."
Even then, not saying it, Mike knew that any future he could possibly imagine would have El in it but she was so quick to naysay herself or think she wasn't good enough that he knew he'd never be using just words to get his point across.
"Yeah," El agreed without a doubt. The hold she had on Mike's shoulders loosened up as she calmed down.
Her arm went behind her back and she pulled the quilt on top of her naked body that was trapping Mike's underneath. They were now both covered by the cozy blanket and El sighed in content.
"I'm sleepy. I think I'm going to take a nap here," she started, her breath fanning over Mike's neck. "It's quiet and...nice. But you can leave if you want."
She was quite sure that someone like Mike couldn't even fathom the idea of sleeping in a place so dirty, but to El it was better than the orphanage or any other place she'd used to hide herself whenever she tried to escape The Lab. As much as she wanted him to stay and hold her in his arms while she slept, she knew she couldn't blame him if she left.
Mike fiddled with his watch, setting his alarm, before snuggling into her.
"If you think I'd rather leave than sleep here with you then you've lost your entire mind. Am I too close? I just like being next to you." Mike squeezed her tightly against him. "Tell me if you're uncomfortable, okay?"
"I'm not. I like it when you hold me."
El smiled and raised herself up enough to place a gentle kiss on Mike's lips. He reciprocated it immediately, as if he had read her mind and knew what to expect and El wondered if she would ever stop being in awe at how perfectly they fit together, like two peas in a pod.
"Here," she said playfully and guided Mike's hand to her ass, making him keep it there while she snuggled closer to him, her leg draped over his waist as they held each other.
Mike couldn't remember when he'd last slept so peacefully. Having El tucked naked against him was better than a prescription sleeping pill. So when the alarm on his watch started to beep he was so jolted he didn't know where he was. He could smell El's shampoo and feel her warm skin.
"Ugh. El? We gotta go. It's 3:00." Mike actually felt sad. Sunday felt like a month away.
They got up and put their clothes back on, still bestowing playful touches on one another. They stowed the quilt where they'd found it, closed the cabin door, and walked hand in hand back toward the orphanage.
As they got closer to the looming building, Mike slowed down.
"I had a really great day with you today, El. I hope you did too." Mike was scuffing his feet, the two of them still behind the tree line. He hugged her once more, knowing she was going to have to go through her secret opening in the fence and that he couldn't follow. As they pulled apart slightly he kissed her. Mike didn't know why, but he felt like he needed to. Like he might go crazy if he didn't. El didn't seem to mind.
Author's Note: Thanks again for reading and I hope it's being found enjoyable. It was certainly fun to write, right, M? I'll update soon. Heads up that chapter 5 is long and not unlike an emotional roller coaster.