El liked staying at the cabin. It didn't have every comfort she could want but it felt homey and no one told her what to do and Mike visited her after school every day that week and she got to do things with him. Fun things.

But Mike had thought a lot about it and he knew she couldn't stay there forever. Mike thought about the future and he wanted the best one for El.

On Thursday the week after El had run away, Mike brought up the subject.

"El, um, I love getting to come see you here every day and I definitely love what we do here, but I was thinking and I really think it would be better for you to go back to the orphanage. I mean, I'm thinking about college and there are still things you need to learn, exams to take. I want you to get to go to school and do all the things you need an education to do."

El sighed. "I know. I know I can't stay here. I thought about it too. I just liked this being our own little world." She felt Mike drape his arm around her shoulder.

"I did too. But it's not like I'll never see you again. We'll still meet up whenever we can. I just want the best for you, El."

His words comforted her and she smiled.

"I would like to travel someday, to see the world. I always thought about that growing up." El was feeling more positive about going back, looking ahead to bigger things.

After one last romp in the bedroom Mike helped El pack up her things, including his supercomm. He wanted her to keep his Ghostbusters shirt to sleep in but El knew that the boys at the orphanage would be jealous of her having it and feared it being stolen or ruined, so she had Mike take it back home with him, to keep it safe for her. They then walked together back to the orphanage.

"Want me to come with you to explain?" Mike asked as they stood looking up at the building.

"No. It's okay. I can do it. I don't want you to get in trouble too." El looked into his concerned eyes. "I'll be okay, Mike." She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. "I'll see you Sunday." With a bright smile El ducked under the fence and Mike watched her reenter the orphanage from which she had run away just days before.

Of course El did get in trouble for running away. She explained how she'd thought about it, thought about her future, and how she wouldn't run away again and the director and houseparents seemed to accept her apologies but not without grounding her for the next week. She wouldn't be able to leave the building, not even to go outside. She wouldn't be able to attend church the upcoming Sunday either, which troubled El since she wouldn't be able to see Mike, but she took her punishment without any backtalk and went up to her room.

Kali was rummaging through her dresser when El walked in. The older girl cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Where have you been?" Kali asked.

"It's a long story. The short version is I ran away and Mike found me but he talked me into coming back so I could do my schooling and go to college when I'm old enough. And I do want to see the world someday, hopefully with him, so I came back. I'm grounded." El started putting away her few belongings.

"I'm not surprised. That's good thinking though. El, you have money for college already since we all got the government reparations for being lab rats. You just need the grades. So Mike is right. I like him more now."

"He's the best, Kali. He's everything good about the world."

Mike and El hadn't seen each other in more than a week since she'd been grounded so Mike volunteered to run the popcorn machine when the orphanage came to watch a movie at the church the Saturday after he'd missed seeing her at church. It happened that the reverend was good friends with the director of the orphanage, which was why they attended his church, and he was screening a movie for them while The Lab was having its quarterly fumigation. Mike couldn't wait to see El walk through the doors. He hoped he could keep himself under control.

When the orphans arrived he already had his popcorn made and handed each of them a bag as they made their way single file through his popcorn line. When it was El's turn Mike discovered that he was nervous. Their eyes never left each other and their fingers brushed together as he handed her the bag of popcorn.

"Save me a seat?" Mike whispered to her. Their fingers were still touching. El smiled and nodded subtly.

An American Tail was the chosen feature film and while Mike wasn't exactly thrilled to watch a cartoon about an immigrant mouse, he wouldn't care what he watched as long as El was beside him.

The lights lowered in the fellowship hall they had transformed into a makeshift theater for the day and everyone watched the screen, ready for the movie to start.

Mike let his hand drop to his side. No one was paying any attention to him. He and El were sitting on the back row anyway. He inched it closer to El until he could feel their pinky fingers touching.

Butterflies swooned in her stomach. She hadn't seen Mike in well over a week and even though this used to be the norm nearly a month ago, now it was significantly different. Spending every afternoon with Mike at the cabin had definitely taken a toll on El and all she could do now as their pinkies intertwined was bite her bottom lip and breathe through her nose, all the while trying to pay attention to the movie.

It definitely didn't work because she had missed him more than she wanted to admit and it felt both frustrating and exhilarating to have him so close, yet so far away from what she craved the most and she found herself grabbing the rest of Mike's fingers, massaging them with her own as she focused on their hands. All she could picture was how mesmerizing his would look some other place on her body and, with a brave heart, she inched in just a little closer.

"Mike...can we go somewhere else? Please..." She begged in a whisper as she used her syrupy voice, the one that she knew would have an impact on Mike.

Mike knew the only people at the church were the kids watching the movie, with Kali being in charge of them, and his father. And his father was in his office working on the next day's sermon. Still, he thought it might be too risky to try to get to their normal spot in the storage area behind the pulpit so he had to improvise.

"Follow me," he whispered as he got up quietly.

El scanned the room and caught Kali's eye. They seemed to have a brief but knowing conversation using only facial expressions and then Kali nodded. El followed Mike down the corridor that led away from the fellowship hall.

Skirting around the office area so that his father wouldn't see them, Mike led El into the choir room. The robes hanging would dampen any sounds, Mike thought.

Once in the room, he still felt nervous.

"What's wrong?" El inquired, her palm pressing over Mike's cheek soothingly.

He was so out of it he had barely managed to turn his head for El, but once he did, she could already tell what was eating him alive.

"Nobody will come here. They're all watching the movie. And we don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I just...I missed you."

Her long eyelashes batted in front of Mike's enticed eyes and they both shared a smile. It was genuine and full of unspoken words, words that they mostly showed through actions or meaningful touches, but for now they just looked at each other.

Their static moment didn't last long because El was too impatient to stay still and not claim Mike as her own by kissing and touching everything she could get her mouth or hands on. She was currently nibbling at his bottom lip and waved a hand through the back of his dark locks to maneuver his head the best she could while he made appreciative noises over her lips.

As they parted for air after a full-on minute, she sighed.

"I tried to come last Sunday but I was grounded. Kali told me you've asked about me." Her teeth showed and her heart warmed as she remembered that Mike had been worried for her. "Did you miss me too, Mike?"

"God yes. I dreamed about you every night. I wanted to just stay asleep because then I could see you." Still kissing her, Mike guided her to an alcove in the room. There was carpet on the floor and it seemed private enough. The choir robes hung not too far away near the door but from where he stood Mike could only see a few of them hanging on the rack. He and El were hidden.

Mostly.

"I...can I have you here? Now? El, I think I really need it. I need to feel you." He ran his hands along her crimson dress. It was like a long sweater that stopped just above her knees. He noticed for the first time that day that her black pantyhose actually had little stars all over them. His hands moved to the front of her dress and he stroked the fabric over her nipples. They were rock hard and Mike noticed something else.

"No bra?" It made him happy that she had thought ahead, clearly wanting him too.

"Well, I was hoping we'd get to this."

Her chest convexed as she invited Mike to feel more of her, and his swift fingertips didn't fail to tease her nipples through the thick fabric. He pinched and caressed them until they almost ached and that was when El decided she needed to show him the rest of her preparation ahead of their meeting.

"You should check what else I have for you. Or don't have."

Her mischievous tone was accompanied by her velvety hand guiding Mike's right one down to the hem of her sweater dress until they lifted the fabric together over her head before Mike dropped the dressed to the floor. El took a step backward. She wanted him to touch and see her all bare and freshly shaved just for him.

Mike's mouth hung open as he stared at her. She wasn't wearing pantyhose, she was wearing thigh high stockings and nothing else. Mike's jeans felt way too tight.

"See what you do to me?" Mike stepped closer to her, already shedding his sweatshirt. His cock was straining and causing a very noticeable bulge in his jeans. "I missed you so much I'd think you were sexy wearing a garbage bag but, damn, El, you're like, on fire. Could you turn around? Let me see all sides." Mike unfastened his pants while he watched her turn, the stockings highlighting her ass. The vision of her standing there completely naked except for those wicked hot stockings and her dress shoes would be burned onto his brain forever.

He couldn't wait any longer so while she still had her back to him he dropped his jeans and underwear to the floor and then hugged her from behind. He could feel her warm skin on his hard cock as it hid between their bodies. El sighed at the contact. Mike kissed her neck.

"You're so big...I can see the tip from here," El murmured voraciously.

From their position, with Mike slumped down and glued to her back, his cock burrowed between her thighs. She could admire the swollen head peeking from between her legs. She teased it with warm fingers, spreading Mike's pre-come all over the furiously pink flesh she could reach before she swirled her tongue inside her mouth until it gathered saliva. Once it felt like enough, she let a string of spit drop down to Mike's tip and she watched the sheer liquid glistening over his rod before ever so slowly pooling to the ground. A familiar frenzy took over El at the sight and she suddenly felt empty. Way too empty.

"Put it in for a moment. I want to feel you like this."

She helped Mike with the process, her legs parting at the same time he took half a step back and bent his knees. With an eager hand, El guided Mike right to her sodden entry and pushed her hips back until she swallowed him whole in one go.

"That's it. That's...better. So much better."

Mike moaned as he felt himself enter her. She was so tight. Not that he'd forgotten in the past week and a half or so but it still surprised him every time he felt her.

"Yeah. That's definitely better." Mike pumped into her slowly. "Did you miss me being inside you?" He asked, his lips over her neck. "Because I did. I missed feeling all of you."

He knew they didn't have scores of time before the movie would be over and as much as he would have liked to really take his time with her, Mike thought it best to be rather quick. He didn't want to risk El getting in trouble again.

"Y-Yeah. I touched myself…thinking of you," El admitted unabashedly as she met Mike's thrusts. They worked together, Mike sensually fucking into her at the same time El pushed her ass back on him. "But it's not the same. This feels the best."

Mike wanted to see her so he spun her around. El whimpered when his dick came out of her and Mike smiled.

"Wanna get in the floor with me and ride this dick? I like to watch you." Their lips connected as their knees bent and they both went to the carpet. Mike was on his back and El immediately mounted him. Her stockings on either side of his body felt erotically naughty, or maybe it was the fact that she was wearing them, or only them, in church and he was about to fuck her brains out.

"Ride it, El. Show me how you like to do it."

"I like it when you fuck me back. When you push into me so hard you have to hold my ass or my arms so I won't fall. But we'll get to that later."

Her wicked smile that followed right after left Mike breathless, but it was the moment in which she grabbed the base of his penis and sunk onto it that made him almost choke as a result of the lack of oxygen. El watched his strained face in amusement, loving the way he struggled to keep quiet when she started dropping her hips on him repeatedly with tantalizingly slow moves.

There was an urgency for her to fuck him harder, to ride him fast and reckless, and the yearning to do so was topped by the fact that El knew they should hurry up. And yet she couldn't stop herself from taunting Mike with the lascivious moves and the unhurried speed of her lower body.

With every steady drop, her cunt engulfed his cock until her ass stimulated his balls and she moaned, her own hands coming up to her breasts as she squeezed and played with them. Her eyes never left Mike's while she did so and she made sure to clamp her walls over his shaft.

"Can you feel it, Mike? Can you feel my pussy sucking you in and not wanting to let go? It never wants to let go of you, Mike...you feel too good."

Mike was proud of himself for not jizzing into El as soon as the head of his cock touched her pussy and now that she was riding him he still felt in control. He thought maybe he could try something he'd been wondering about. He grabbed her hips.

"You like it when I fuck you back? You like it when I hold on to you so you won't fall because my dick is slamming into you so hard you lose your balance? I can do that. I can give you what you like."

He pounded into her from below, his thick girth rubbing her clit while his shaft plunged into her cunt at a punishing speed. El was into it though and met him with the same fervor. It didn't take long before Mike could feel her starting to come. She was coming so hard that she slid off of his dick, not able to take it anymore.

"No. Get back on. You're gonna come again." His big hands put her back on his cock and he kept fucking her.

"M-Mike...oh, god," El was still experiencing her orgasm when he put her back on his hard cock and her walls jerked and clenched him. He didn't stop.

Ted Wheeler heard something strange coming from somewhere. Suspecting some of the kids had left the movie and were engaging in horseplay, he investigated. As he neared the choir room he could hear more. It sounded like people having sex. The good reverend was not without his secrets. He wanted to watch. He crept into the room and hid behind the choir robes. He couldn't see who the man was but he recognized the girl as one of the orphans. He couldn't look away from her stocking covered legs and he watched her get fucked. Revered Ted Wheeler felt his dick get hard as he heard her come all over this man whose face he could not see due to the angle. The man was speaking but the exertion of his activity made his voice husky and Ted didn't recognize it. He was more intrigued by watching the girl climax. His hand stole into his pants and he began to rub his pulsing cock as he watched, remaining hidden and unseen

"Come again, El. I know you want to." Mike felt her try to get off of him again. Her whole body was still trembling.

"You can do it. Get back on. Don't get off, El." He set her back in place on his hard and glistening member. El was moaning.

He fucked her more and it was only a short while before he got what he wanted.

"Oh fuck," was all El could whisper as Mike brought her to her second orgasm. Once again it was so intense her body involuntarily tried to disengage from Mike's cock.

"No, stay on it. Stay on my dick, El. Be a good girl."

Mike knew it wouldn't be long until he was coming too. He wanted to see if he could do it for El once more.

"I loved fucking you at the cabin," he murmured as her eyes rolled, her orgasm subsiding. He wanted to keep her aroused though. "I loved touching your asshole. You look so hot in these stockings. I love how your ass looks in them. And I love how your pussy is all bare and smooth." He touched it for good measure as his dick kept plowing into her. He left his thumb on her sensitive clit.

"Did you do that for me? Did you hope I would fuck you today? Did you hope I'd make you come? Give me one more, El. Three is a magic number."

He pulled her down so he could kiss her. They were both damp with sweat and sticking together. Mike loved it. He planted his feet on the floor and raised his pelvis as he fucked her even harder. El's mouth was open and her eyes were wide as almost instantly she was rocked by another climax. Mike didn't let her get off of him this time, firmly holding her down on him and feeling the intensity that was her third orgasm.

"Oh my-" El cried out uncontrollably.

She was shaken to the core, her whole body on fire, and she had no idea how she still found the strength to kiss Mike back as he continued to pound her cunt in full force. Except it was anything but a kiss - her tongue was just sticking out and welcomed Mike's while she orgasmed so hard she couldn't stop thrashing in his arms.

His pace had become gradually slower, his hips only pushing upward whenever El made another meek whimper that was caused by her mind-blowing climaxes. Her wails were always abruptly followed by louder grunts right after Mike sent his dick so deep inside her cunt she almost jumped out of his lap, but his strong hands forced her to stay in place.

When the euphoria wore down and everything fell back into place, El realized Mike was kissing her damp forehead with kisses that were almost apologetic and rubbing her ass in a soothing manner. It was as if he was doubting El's ability to take a rough pounding, or thinking that she hadn't actually meant her previous words. She had, though, and there was only one way to prove it to the concerned boy.

Getting off Mike and moving next to his body on weak knees, El tugged at his hand until he got the hint and stood up. She looked up at him with a bright smile and there were no signs of exhaustion because El wasn't going to end this without returning the favor. Mike deserved to come now more than any other time and so she started taking steps in order to achieve that end goal.

Her delicate hands wrapped around him - one around his throbbing cock and one around his come-filled balls. She massaged the sack at the same time she gave Mike a few pumps before using kitten licks over the tip. The taste of her own juices was prominent on Mike's shaft, but she could still taste his salty pre-come that was mixed with her own fluids and it only urged her to keep going until she had a mouthful of come running down her throat.

"Give it to me, Mike. I want to suck you so hard you see white. I won't stop until I empty your balls," she warned him before working her mouth down his length and bobbing her head around the shaft every once in a while.

Mike looked down at the sight of El sucking his cock in the choir room of his father's church. He was already pretty close to coming and when he saw and felt her tongue just barely licking his tip, when he saw how tantalizingly sexy it looked, he had to bite his lip to keep from shooting his load into her mouth right then.

"I love you," Mike whispered. "You're sucking my dick so well. You're gonna make me come. You are the holiest thing about church." Mike caressed her cheek. She was looking up at him and there was a little drool running down her chin and he could hear the noises her mouth made as she licked and sucked and teased him. Mike didn't know if there was a suitable word to describe how ridiculously sexy she really was.

"El, I'm gonna come now," Mike kept his voice low so as not to be heard. "Can I come in your mouth? Will you keep sucking my dick until you get it all? Please? Please let me feel myself come with your lips around my dick while I can look down at you. I never want to forget what you look like sucking me off wearing only those stockings."

Mike pushed her hair back. El had his cock down her throat and he started twitching.

"Here it comes. I'm coming. El, you suck me so good. Oh, in your mouth...fuck...please take it." Mike tried to keep his eyes open to watch as he pumped semen into her mouth and down her throat but the sensation was so overwhelming that he could only watch for a few seconds. As he came in her mouth he could feel her tongue still working and he could tell that she was trying to swallow. There was a copious amount and by the time Mike was finally finished some of it was dripping from the corner of her mouth.

From his place behind the choir robes, Ted's hand had stopped stroking his cock as soon as he realized who the man fucking this girl was. When he saw Mike he was outraged but he couldn't step in and punish them with a hard dick and come leaks on his pants. He'd have to be creative. From what he could gather from their breathless and hurried conversation, it sounded like this thing between them had been going on for a while and Ted Wheeler was going to stop it. He had connections in the small town after all, and a few friends in choice high places. He'd make sure this would never happen again. He was extra angry because he'd gotten so turned on watching them, in his own church, thinking about himself being the one underneath the girl in the stockings, and he hadn't gotten his release and now they were going to have to pay for making him feel like a fool as well as for giving him blue balls. He backed out of his hiding place and retreated to his office while they finished up their fornication.

"Mmph," El struggled to breathe as her mouth was filled by cock and semen and Mike understood immediately as he pulled back.

Helping El back on her feet, he watched her wiping the leftover come off her cheek and chin before licking it greedily. They smiled at each other right after, not even bothering to put their clothes back on as they shared one more kiss.

Mike's lips worked fervidly against El's, but she was trying to take her time with sugar-coated kisses that were anything but rushed and it didn't take long until Mike matched her pace.

When they pulled apart, El was looking up at him and allowing herself to be washed in Mike's yearning touches as his long fingers worked over her bare ass and kneaded the goosebumps-covered flesh. They were no longer talking, just taking in each other's features and breathing in unison when El became aware that she hadn't said something back.

In this case, it was harder being said than done and she had to muster up all of her courage before mumbling in a jittery voice, "I- I love you, too, Mike..."

Mike would have liked to remain there like that, but he knew they needed to get back to the fellowship hall before the end of the movie. He hugged her again, the trepidation in her voice as she'd said I love you too causing him to want to protect her.

"We should probably get back. I don't want you to get in trouble again for sneaking out of the movie." He kissed her forehead and then picked her sweater dress up off the floor. "Arms up," he smiled as he carefully stretched the collar to slip it over her head, trying as much as possible to avoid getting too much static in her hair. He sighed as the dress fell into place on her body.

"I love you in those stockings and nothing else. That's like, wet dream hot. I'm sorry I can't look as hot as you can." Mike started to redress himself.

"You can. I mean, you do."

Closing the gap between their bodies once they were both fully dressed, El held Mike's hands in her own and refused to let go of him until one thing was set straight.

"You're beautiful, Mike. Or handsome, I guess? But I prefer beautiful. It suits you better. And not...in a mean way. And I think you should see that. If anything...I'm...the less...pretty one and I'm shoc- I mean, I'm glad that you like me. But I like you, too. You're perfect."

After pausing for what felt like ages due to Mike's lack of reaction, El tried to loosen things up.

"And hot."

"You're just saying that because you came so much you probably had a mini stroke," Mike laughed, pulling her into him. He murmured into her ear as he held her against him.

"But I'm happy you think that."

They reluctantly crept back to their seats where the movie was taking place. It was near the end but they made it back just in time. The lights were still down and they went unnoticed as they returned to their places in the back row.

El was unaware of a special impromptu meeting between the Revered Ted Wheeler and the Director of Hawkins Orphanage that evening, a meeting with a shady deal and an even shadier reverend. She was unaware that in just a few hours she would be leaving, sent away to another place. El was unaware that she would no longer be seeing Mike on Sundays…or on any days.

The next morning instead of getting ready for church like everyone else, El was told to pack her things. She was driven four hours away to another orphanage and told that while she would still have her money from the government for college, she could no longer stay in Hawkins. They made it seem like they had rethought their punishment for her having run away and had decided on something harsher. El was heartbroken but hopeful that Mike would contact her still. Weeks passed and she hadn't heard from him. Months, and still no word from Mike. Her sadness began to turn to resentment as her mind continuously battled against itself, one side telling her Mike loved her and would find her, the other side telling her Mike had only used her, that he was no different from anyone else who had just taken what they wanted from her.

It was easy to believe the worst during the daytime and her anger kept her going. But at night, when she tried to fall asleep, all she could think of were all the sweet memories she had with him. She would imagine possible futures with him, traveling the world, being together, laughing. El thought about having a family with Mike. While it angered and hurt her to think of him during the daytime, every night was El and Mike in her imagination. Her resentment faded at night and she would see him in her dreams.

But while her thoughts of Mike were loving and sweet at night, so were they the opposite during the day. She smiled less and less. Being torn away from Mike affected her more than any experiment she'd ever had to endure and El finally just wanted to forget him and get ready for college. She was ready for a change and to make new memories.

Author's Note: I hate Ted. How are they going to find their way back to each other? Can they? It's Mileven so we all know the answer to that. Also I will update in a couple of days. If you're reading this, thank you!