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The Queen of Hellfire

Yes I'm writing an Eddie story, sue me. This is just gonna be a soft moment type of deal. No smut, very little fluff. So yeah get ready for that.

Eddie Munson x magic OC Character (Basically at the end you'll see and we're gonna get a happy ending) The OC is 18 btw guys. No one dies in this, not even Max. I’m changing it all to fit the story. We’re just gonna say that Lucas was able to save her from Vecna again and all was fine and dandy in that sense.

Warnings: Blood, gore, demobats, flesh ripping, spoilers for ST Vol 2, drug use, let me know if I missed anything.

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Watching Eddie and Dustin interact with each other was like watching two brothers interacting. They had this way of acting around each other that was weird to anyone else. Yet to me, it was normal. I even saw Dustin like my little brother. However, being a senior in high school was difficult as it was and now here I am fighting an evil that has been taking over Hawkins...again.

Loading up the pistols I had bought at the War Zone, I felt a hand on my back, looking up to see Max smiling down at me.

"You know he's in love with you right? Eddie is I mean. Before you tagged along, you were all he could talk about. Talking about how he'd lose you if he went to jail or if he died by these asshole hicks. You should go talk to him. Maybe you can ease his nerves about all this." With a smile, she turned on her heels and went back into the camper van, sliding her headphones back on over her ears.

Having known Eddie for what seemed like forever, was only a couple of years. Moving to Hawkins my junior year of high school (and Eddie's first time repeating senior year) was the beginning of our friendship, Eddie taking one glance at me and immediately asking me to be in the Hellfire Club. Soon, coming to be known as the Queen of Hellfire. Running his campaigns when he's sick and can't attend or just managing certain things during one of the meetings. At times, playing a character just for funsies.

It wasn't unknown that the other members thought that I was dating Eddie already but all assumptions were answered with a simple, 'We're only friends.' Yet in my heart, I always looked at him like I wanted more. I did want more, but I didn't want to risk being kicked out of Hellfire.

Walking over to Eddie, the two boys dropped the makeshift shields and Eddie bent over and ran at Dustin, the two of them play fighting. A small laugh left my chest and Eddie let go of Dustin, standing up and looking at me with that giant smile on his face that made me go breathless.

"Powell...Um Hi...I was just-"

"I knew what you were doing Eddie, I just wanted to talk to you for a moment." He nodded his head and crossed his arms, waiting for me to start talking again.

"Preferably alone if you don't mind." With a silent understanding, Eddie walked alongside me over to the edge of the woods, turning to look at me with a look that made him look ready for bad news.

"Eddie...if shit goes south while we're fighting Vecna. I just need you to know that..." He tilted his head and gave me a concerned look.

"That I'll take over Hellfire...I know how you are Munson and I know that you're gonna try to sacrifice yourself. You don't need to sacrifice yourself."

"Hey, we're both gonna make it out alive sweetheart. Even if we're battered and bruised, we're making it out alive." Sweetheart, that nickname made my heart flip every time no matter how many times I heard it. Just the way he said it was like dripping honey.

He started to walk off and something in me went on autopilot, causing me to grab his wrist, stopping him from walking.

"Wait...Eds...There's something else I need to tell you and I don't know how to tell you. It's something that I've been wanting to tell you for a while but I'm too much of a pussy to do it."

"Well spit it out. Now you have to tell me, you're making this far too interesting."

I could hear my heart in my ears and my stomach dropped to my feet, cementing me to the spot I was in. My breathing got heavier, Eddie grabbing my shoulders, looking me in the eyes. Worry written all over his face.

"Hey if you don't wanna tell you don't have to. I was just joking."

"No, I need to tell you. If something happens to one of us, you need to know. Neither of us can die not knowing how the other feels. God...this was so much easier in my mind and dreams. Okay so...I'm in love with you. Been in love with you since you invited me to Hellfire. There was just something about you, about the way that you carried yourself that attracted me to you. I mean I became the Queen of Hellfire for fuck sake. But Eddie, you have to understand that I don't wanna lose you. I can't lose you. Not after everything we've been through as "friends". I totally understand if you-"

A pair of lips stopped me in my tracks, melting my body into a puddle. A cheer came from behind us, the sound that anyone could tell was one Dustin Henderson.

"Finally! God, I was wondering how long the flirting was gonna last. It was starting to get really gross."

Pulling away from me, Eddie flipped Dustin the bird, smiling wide. Turning back to me, his smile softening, eyes blown out.

"You, my dear little dove, are never leaving me. Not without a fight that is. I mean the king needs his queen yeah? Just make sure when you're fighting this guy, roll a nat 20, you're gonna need it." His reference to the campaign that ended before spring break brought a smile to my face.

"Munson what am I gonna do with you?"

"Well love me I suppose. Anyways, if it's anything, Dustin's had to listen to me blabber on about how beautiful I think you are Julianne. I mean that. You are the most gorgeous girl I have ever laid eyes on. Just the way that you are, the way you look, the way you laugh, the way you talk, the way you touch my arm when you laugh really hard, when you snort from laughing. Julianne you are like my perfect girl and I have no idea why you wanna be around me. Why you wanna be with me. I mean you could have a guy like Harrington but yet you've always stuck with me."

I pouted and looked over to Steve and Robin, giving a soft smile. Steve had tried asking me out a few times but I always denied him. Why have a guy that you don't see that way just because he wants you?

"Eddie...you have always been the one that I wanted. Forever and always. Hold on stay...stay right here."

I kissed his cheek quickly and jogged over to Steve and Robin, giving a quick smile to them.

"I'm not going with you guys into the Creel house." Steve threw his hands up when I broke the news to him.

"Eddie and Dustin are gonna need me if they wanna take on all the Demobats by themselves. I'm gonna be a decoy. I need to be a decoy. I have silencers on these pistols and a shit ton of ammo, I can take em down one by one once you guys get in the house and get to Vecna. I mean once you're in the house, he's gonna know you're in there, me shooting down these damn bats isn't gonna alert him anymore than you guys showing up in his house to kill him."

Robin looked to Steve with a look of 'She's right Steve'. Steve sighing and nodding.

"But on one condition, give em hell"

"Did you think I'd do anything less Steve Harrington? Anyways I gotta keep these two alive, if all goes good I can change the timeline and save all of us some jail time."

Steve nodded, having seen what I can do before. My only concern for me changing the timeline was Eddie being freaked out. Nevertheless, I jogged back over to Eddie, I wrapped my arms around his neck and I pulled him close to me, our foreheads resting against each other.

"So Powell, what's the verdict?"

"I am now a decoy. Just don't get yourself killed, don't do anything stupid, and don't be a hero. You can be a hero when we get back to Hawkins. I promise you can be. You'll see what I mean when we kill this thing."

A glimmer shined across my eyes as I gave him a smirk, Eddie picking me up and spinning me around.

"Not sure how you're gonna do it Powell but I trust you. Just don't get me thrown in jail yeah?"

"Now why would I do that? However, what we are gonna do is go see Police Academy 3 when we get out of here. I hear it's hilarious."

He tilted his head back and looked up at the sky, bitting his bottom lip. Looking back to me, he nodded bringing me in for another kiss.

"Okay yeah we can do that but go...go keep getting ready. We have no idea what this guy is gonna throw at us. We need to be ready for anything."

-Time skip to when everyone is in the upside down-

"Eddie are you ready? We gotta get moving. Dustin plug in the amp. Eddie...for Chrissy."

Eddie gave me a nod, grabbing the pick around his neck, yanking it off.

"Chrissy...this is for you. Ready?!"

"Ready!" Dustin looked back to where the Demobats would be coming from, breathing deeply.

"Ready! Eddie do it now!" My voice yelled to Eddie from the front steps of the trailer.

Starting to play, Eddie let out a yell, fingers moving fast as he played Master of Puppets. I couldn't help but watch in awe of him playing, remembering all the times I went to see him play with his band.

Hearing the flock of demobats rushing to us, I looked out, seeing the giant swarm. My eyes darted to Dustin with a concerned look. Laying my hands on the grips of my pistols, ready to start shooting them out of the sky.

"Julianne! T minus 30 seconds before you start shooting them down, Eddie T minus 50 seconds!" Dustin screamed to us.

I pulled the pistols out and aimed them outwards, up into the sky, letting out a shaky breath. I was either gonna knock a bunch of these fuckers out or I was gonna die trying.

"Julianne start shooting! They're advancing too fast! Eddie T minus 30 seconds!"

So I did just that, shooting one bullet right after the other, watching the bats drop out of the sky but not as many of them falling as I'd have liked.

"T minus 20 seconds Eddie!" My heart dropped as the swarm kept getting bigger and bigger, tensing as Eddie started playing the solo.

"Hey Dustin! I'm not gonna be able to hold these guys off for long! We're gonna have to run at the last possible second!" The nervousness in my voice was evident

"Shit. Eddie T minus 10! We gotta hurry!"

With bats dropping like flies, empty shells and magazines covering the ground, the pistols clicked; I threw them to the side and opened the front door to the trailer.

"T minus 5 seconds.....T minus 1!"

Hearing them come off the roof and scurry into the trailer, I finally let out a breath of relief. Hugging Eddie tight in my arms.

"Eds that was amazing! The way you-" I was cut off by the bats trying to get into the trailer, pushing Dustin to the makeshift rope, pushing him up it.

I started to climb up, flipping upside down and falling from the ceiling onto the mattress below.

"Eddie come on!" Eddie started climbing and then stopped, staring out into the distance towards the front door.

"Eddie don't you fucking dare. I swear to god Eddie if you-" He jumped down and cut the rope, Pushing the mattress out of the way.

"Edward Munson get back here!"

"I'm sorry princess...I have to. For the sake of you and the rest of the group."

My mouth hung open in shock, watching him grab the shield and the spear, running out the door.

"Dustin you stay here. If you follow me, I'm personally grounding you. Do you understand?"

"Absolutely not Julianne. You can't get yourself hurt as well."

"Well that's a risk I'm willing to take yeah?"

I grabbed a chair and pulled it over to the portal, stepping up onto the chair, jumping up into the Upside Down again.

"Eddie! Fuck where did you go?" I ran out the still open door, seeing the swarm of bats following him, ultimately gaining on him.

I started running after him, feeling my eyes well up with tears.

"I'm not gonna let you die on me. Not today Munson, not ever."

Eddie got off the bike and started running, the flock of bats swarming him. Eddie looking around, already seeing his demise.

"Hey fuckers! Over here!" A green glow radiated from my hands as I raised them up, taking control of most of the bats.

"You left me no choice but to do this now Munson. I wasn't gonna do any of this until we all got back to the regular Hawkins." One by one, the rest of the bats, that I hadn’t been able to take control of, started attacking Eddie, knocking him to the ground, ripping at his flesh. One of the bats, wrapping its tail around his neck.

"Eddie! No no no I told myself this wouldn't happen. Fuck!"

I lose focus on the bats that I was slowly suffocating and I run over to Eddie, screaming as the bats bite into me as well. Feeling the flesh rip from my body and the blood start running down my legs, sides, arms, and my back.

"Eddie I'm gonna get us out of here! Just stay close to me"

I stand up and start building up a ball of energy but, with the amount of blood running out of me and the pain surging through my body, I collapse to my knees, bursting the energy outwards, all of the bats falling down to the ground and the ones attacking us get blasted in every direction.

I looked at Eddie who, frankly, was in better condition than me given that we were both viciously attacked and losing blood, giving him a soft smile before collapsing onto my back.

"Julianne? Julianne! Stay with me...Stay with me! Fuck! Powell don't you dare die on me!"

Eddie picked me up and carried me back to the trailer, yelling for Dustin to help him get me through.

"What happened?"

"I don't know man she just started doing some magic shit just like her wizard in our DND campaigns and then tried to save me. Just help me get her through! She needs help."

Dustin climbed up onto the chair and reached through as best as he could, Eddie lifting my arm for Dustin to grab hold of. Dustin, straining to pull me through the portal.

"Eddie grab a chair and help me out here man. I'm only so strong. I can't pull her through like this."

Eddie sighed and set me down gently, walking over and grabbing a chair. Placing it under the portal, picking me back up and trying again to get me through back to Hawkins.

"Almost there, give her a good pull Henderson, you're not gonna hurt her any more than she already is. Just get her back to your side." Dustin nodded, pulling my arms hard, my limp body falling back to the normal Hawkins.

My body landed on the mattress below, Dustin immediately went and grabbed the walkie-talkie, calling for anyone to come to the trailer.

"What's going on Dustin?" Nancy's voice statically called out from the walkie-talkie.

"It's Julianne. Eddie went to go fight the Demobats and she went after him. She got attacked pretty bad. She's losing a lot of blood. We need help now!"

In the corner of the room, Eddie had managed to pull himself back into the normal Hawkins, finding one of his joints and lighting the end with his lighter. Shakily smoking it, his voice finally let words out.

"Nancy, please...I need her. You guys have to get here. She needs to survive and I know you guys know how to do that. I'll be forever in your debt if you do."

In no time, the rest of the group busted in the door, with the exception of Max, Lucas, and Erica. Steve covered his mouth upon walking in and seeing my body.

"Okay...shit. Eddie, you go hide somewhere, we don't have your name cleared yet. We're gonna take her to the hospital. Say she was attacked by an animal on one of her walks, which I mean everyone knows she does. It's like her thing or something." Steve started to spout orders. Eddie nodding, giving me a kiss on my forehead.

"You're gonna be okay love. I promise you're gonna be okay."

Brushing the black hair out of my face, he got up and grabbed Dustin by the back of the neck.

"Where are we going Dustin? You're the one helping me hide."

"Only place secluded enough I can think of is Skull Rock. But I’m pretty sure that if we take you there, that could be the first place that these assholes are gonna go looking for you. That is where Patrick died after all.”

He nodded, biting at his nails, taking another puff of his joint. His unoccupied hand rubbing over his face and trying his best to wipe away the tears that littered his dirty cheeks.

Meanwhile, Steve loaded my body up in his car and started speeding to the hospital. Thinking up a lie that he and the rest of the crew could tell to trick them into thinking that I was really on a walk through the woods and got attacked.

“Steve…we gotta get cleaned up or something. I mean we’re all disgusting, Julianne more so than the rest of us. Don’t you think they’re gonna be suspicious of the fact that our friend is near death and we’re also covered in dirt and blood? Nancy you’re on my side right?” Robin called from the back of the car, her fingers attempting to untangle my hair from all the gunk that was intertwined in it from the upside down.

“You have a point Buckley but frankly that’s a risk we’re gonna have to take. She’s our friend…my best friend that actually has graduated, no offense to you Robin.”

Robin nodded, defeated by the fact that they could get locked up for something that they didn’t even do to me. Robin leaned down and pressed her forehead against mine, sniffling quietly.

“Wait…Doesn’t her mom work at the hospital? I mean she knows about the upside down and all the shit that we’ve been through. How many times has she stitched us back up from the crazy shit that we’ve endured. Anyways, she knows about her powers. Don’t you think that maybe her mom is the type to keep it under wraps and off the books?”

See this is why Nancy was always one of my favorite people, why I always hung out with her. She was smart and always coming up with a plan that, though crazy, always worked. She looked to Steve and pointed off to the side to a payphone, directing him to pullover so she could use it.

Within seconds, Nancy had dialed my moms work number and was already explaining what we had all been through.

The thing about my mom was that, no matter what other people thought, she probably thought the opposite. My mom loved Eddie and had since i met him and started playing DnD with him. She loved Steve like her own son, Nancy and Robin were like my sisters with how much my mom had invited them over for dinner and for family events. I already knew when Nancy told my mom how hurt I had gotten, the smug look on her face had disappeared, her heart had sank and she was close to dropping the phone, but held on to avoid suspicion from her coworkers.

“She’s got a room for us, told me for us to just drive there. She’ll handle everything.”

The rest of the gang nodded in agreement, all silently praying that nothing goes wrong and that I don’t die on the way there.

“Dustin…So how long have you known that Julianne was all magic and shit?”

Eddie followed behind Dustin, buggering him every once in a while with questions.

“Well as long as I’ve known her so like sixth…seventh grade. When she came into Nancy’s life that’s kinda when she came into most of our lives. Don’t really think she was a resident of Hawkins before that. Are you still confused on the fact that she’s got cool ass powers?”

Eddie stopped in his tracks and threw his hands up. Grabbing Dustin’s shoulder and turning him around.

“Obviously Henderson. You think you know someone and then they start doing actual magic. Like fake magic…DnD magic. I can’t wrap my head around it. I mean don’t get me wrong-“

“It was cool as shit. Yes I know Eddie. You’ve said it about a million times by now and we’ve barely made our way to Skull Rock. i really feel like this is a conversation that you need to have with Julianne when she comes back from this…I guess coma.”

—-Time skip a good few days because this has hit a stalemate—-

Dustin held onto my hand while watching my chest rise and fall. A tear falling down his cheek onto the white t-shirt he was wearing. Steve on the other side of the bed, running his fingers through my hair.

“Hey Jules…you gotta wake up okay. We’re so close to clearing Eddie’s name. We just need your help. We need you to give one final blow to this whole thing. We’ve found a place that he’s gonna be safe for a good while. You just need to come back to us.”

The words echoed in my head, making it seem like I was deeper in my body than I really was. I was desperate for them to know that I could hear them, that I was with them. I tried my best to move my hands or my mouth, just something that I could do to prove to them that I wasn’t brain dead like this Vecna creep.

“Although…let go if you need to Jules. I don’t want you to keep holding on and just wasting the energy that you have left. We want you to be comfortable when you pass…if you pass I should say.” Feeling Dustin let go of my hand and hearing him turn away from me, letting the dam break and letting the tears fall; Steve holding him into his chest.

“Dustin…She’s not gonna just leave just like that she wouldn’t leave us like this. She’s a fighter. We…we just need to give her time. Nancy is staying with her tonight. If anything happens, she’s gonna call okay?”

Dustin nodded and wrapped his arms around Steve, his knees buckling under him. In only a day, he’s nearly lost almost all of the people that cared about him and he cared so immensely about.

Later that night, after most of the crew left with Nancy and Robin staying behind, I started trying to move my hand towards Nancy’s. Starting simple and trying to reach out with my pinky to just be able to move my hand closer to hers.

It seemed like it was taking everything in me to just reach out and touch her. Trying to crawl my hand to the top of hers, my breathing getting faster and my heart rate skyrocketing.

Nancy felt my hand reach the top of hers and looked up to Robin with wide eyes.

“Robin…look. Go call Steve, Dustin, someone! Hey Julianne, I’m here. You can wake up I promise. You’re in the hospital, you’re safe.” Her hand gripped mine tight, kissing my knuckles.

The absolute pressure that I was feeling in my chest to wake up made it feel impossible. I wanted to scream, to sob, to sit straight up and freak the fuck out until I could calm myself down.

I moved my arm closer to Nancy, using my fingers to basically move the weight of mountains that was the dead weight I had become. Her hands moved up and down my arm, her laughter filling the air around the room.

“Julianne come on come on you can do it you brave, strong, fantastic girl! Keep coming back to me. Dustin’s gonna be here any minute, don’t you wanna be awake for when he gets here? Just keep coming back.”

My eyelids flickered, my leg trying to move on its own with little success. My heavy chest, rising and falling quicker as I could feel the breathing tube down my throat, feeling it choking me. Breathing against the forced air, keeping me alive, I started to bring my hand up, using my torso as a guide to find my face and eventually the breathing tube.

With a lack of strength, finding a loop on the device and pulling it out with the dead weight that I couldn’t take anymore. Gagging sounding out from around the tube that I was pulling out and finally it landed on my chest.

I heard the chair that Nancy was sitting in, skid across the floor as she ran for the door.

“I need a doctor! She’s waking up please anyone that can help me. She’s pulled out the breathing tube on her own!” Her frantic tone was scared but also happy. I figured that she was ecstatic that I was waking up but also terrified that anything could go wrong at any given moment.

My eyes finally opened, though slowly, being blinded by the light above me. My throat scratchy and almost feeling raw as if I had been screaming non-stop for days on end, i managed to get out a few words.

“Nance? Nancy? Where are you?” My voice was barely above a whisper, my lips beyond chapped despite the fact that I was trying to wet them with a dry mouth.

Hearing the click of heels and the sound of Dustin frantically telling people to get out of his way, a smile had somehow managed to find its way to my face.

“Julianne you’re awake! God Eddie is gonna be so happy to see you” Dustin laid his body on top of mine, wrapping my still very weak body in a hug. He smelled of my bed and even some of my perfume.

“Dustin please tell me that you’ve been staying at my house and not that you’ve decided to start wearing my perfume.”

His laugh resonated in my ear, a laugh that I never thought I was gonna hear again. Dustin had to be pulled off of me by Robin in order for the doctor to do his job. Immediately asking me questions and looking me over like I was a prize winning pig.

Though it was nice to be awake again, I still wasn’t able to go home and figure out a way for me to clear Eddie’s name. The rest of the days that I spent in the hospital, that was all I could think about. A way for my lover to not go to jail. To not spend the rest of his living days rotting away in a small cell. The only contact that I would be able to have with him being behind a glass window.

Days had passed while I was still getting better and stronger. Working my muscles so I could stand up again and walk. Steve and Nancy staying nearly everyday to help me even when I didn’t have therapy. In just a few days, I was almost entirely better. now the only thought in my head was Eddie. I didn’t know where he was or how he was, just that he was alive and in hiding.

I knew that he hadn’t killed anyone, let alone multiple people. I just had to make sure that every one else knew that. In order for me to clear his name, I had to tarnish someone else’s.

“Jason…that’s who it needs to be.” I said with my eyes closed. The gang thought that I was asleep, everyone else whispering to each other to not wake me.

“What? What are you talking about? What does Jason have to do with anything?”

“In all technicality, Jason is another person that should be looked at right? I mean problems with his own girlfriend, his teammate was killed in the presence of Jason. No one knows who was around Fred when he died. Not only was Eddie a common factor when all these murders took place but so was Jason. Sure the entirety of his teammates would say that Jason was at their party but I mean come on there has to be a time that he was unaccounted for.”

All eyes were on me. I had just made the biggest accusation since Eddie was accused. I looked around at all the shocked faces in the room.

“I’m not wrong you know. The only reason he’s not being looked into is because hes the popular kid on the basketball team. Why would you look into him? He could do no wrong, right? But I say that’s even more of a reason we try to pin this on him. No one is looking at the one suspect who has more motive than Eddie. Eddie has no motive, Jason? He has a shit ton.”

Lucas looked at me then looked down at his feet, guilt running cold through his veins.

“What the fuck did you do Sinclair? I mention pinning this on Jason and you’re suddenly all guilty dog.”

“I was the one that told Jason where to find Eddie the first time around. I was caught up in the fact that I was finally popular that I messed everything up for you and for everyone.”

My blood ran hot in that moment. “So you’re meaning to tell me that the reason that my boyfriend is having to be in hiding and fear for his life, your DM mind you, is because you wanted to be fucking popular? Are you actually being fucking real with me right now Sinclair?”

He nodded slightly, nearly causing me to jump out of the bed and strangle him with any cord I could find. Steve put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me back into the bed.

“You know better than to try and kill one of my little sheep, Powell.”

My eyes flicked up and my body softened when I saw Eddie standing in the doorway.

“Your mom got me in here so I could see you for a little bit. Feisty lady that one is.” He walked in, catching my body as i jumped out of the bed and hugged him.

“Eddie…you look handsomer than ever my love. I can’t believe that you’re here right now. You shouldn’t be here in fact. Do you know how much you’re risking just being here in public?”

He nodded, kissing the top of my head, waddling me back to the bed, setting me back down to the mattress.

“I know what risk I’m taking but quite frankly everyday I’m alive is apparently a risk. And might I say that since your near death, you have gotten even more gorgeous. You, my sweet little dove, are radiant.”

My cheeks heated up and I gave him a soft smile. He always knew how to get me smiling when I was in a bad mood.

“Okay quit smooth talking me. Are you being save? Where are you staying?”

“Well your mom loves me so so much that she’s hiding a fugitive from the law. How amazing is that!” My eyes got wide and I looked at Dustin.

“Henderson did you know about this?”

He gave a soft nod and I looked back to Eddie, seeing a huge smile on his face.

“Tom Cruise and Anthony Edwards huh?”

“You went in my room Munson?”

“Oh not just went in your room, I looked through your room. You have interesting taste my love. Top Gun and Metalica? you are every end of every spectrum aren’t you.”

I rolled my eyes and pushed him away, giving him a smirk. “If you wanted to see my room Edward…All you had to do was ask.”

I grabbed his arm and pulled him to me, giving him a soft kiss.

“Okay okay enough with my gross lovey dovey stuff. What’s this I hear of you accusing Jason Carver of murder?” I chuckled as Eddie laid back across the bed, putting his hands behind his head.

Catching him up was a doozy, having to explain my thought process to him. I created a timeline bubble in my hand and showed it to him.

“So basically, i’m going to change the timeline. I don’t know how it’ll affect us since we all know that Eddie is innocent. I’m hoping that it doesn’t change anything for us except masks Jason the real guilty one.”

Eddie was enamored by the bubble, watching memories float by from nearly every person in the room.

“You’re not supposed to touch the timeline because it can royally fuck things up but I think in this case, we’ll be fine with a little bit of the future being changed. However, for me to change the timeline, I need to get out of here and to wherever I can cast this over the entirety of Hawkins. Even Jason…but unfortunately, Jason and I don’t have a great relationship so I bet you he’s gonna come for me looking for you. I’m one of the last people that he hasn’t been able to get his hands on to try and find you to kill you.”

That was all it took for everyone to get their asses into gear and moving. My mom got me discharged the next day and it was onto phase two of my plan. Get me to a high enough platform to cast this and get our lives back to the way that they were.

After this “earthquake”, everyone was on high alert for falling buildings. Making it much harder for us to find somewhere that wasn’t surrounded by people.

Walking all over town, we really got to see the damage first hand. Seeing all of the buildings that were demolished and family owned businesses that were destroyed and crushed the income for so many people.

“Steve… What about the school? Like around it? i might be able to cast this big enough to cover the whole of Hawkins from there.”

“Jules, i’m not too sure. There’s gonna be people everywhere and I don’t want them to see you and then start coming after you because I don’t know if you’ve noticed this but you quite literally have magic powers.”

“Have you quite literally forgotten I’m already about to change the timeline? I can just make them not remember that I have powers.”

Steve rolled his eyes and leaned up against a wall, grabbing my wrist and pulling me back.

“If you can do that, then just do it here. Not a lot of people and it would save us from having to trek our way to the school.”

He did have a point, not like he was absent of them, just not a lot of good points.

I sat on the ground and closed my eyes, my hands flat on the ground, feeling the earth below me. I focused on connecting my soul to the cosmo-like energy I got my powers from.

My veins glowed a bright green, trailing all the way up my body, up my neck, and to my eyes; making them glow a toxic green.

“I’m gonna be honest Julianne, this is pretty creepy. I’ve never seen you…uh…well glow.”

I started to get up slowly, forming a timeline bubble, the new path for the timeline inside of it. My hands forming it and smoothing out finishing details that would otherwise cause more problems than it’d fix.

“Jason Carver…you will pay for your wrongdoings and you will atone for the sins that you have committed against your fellow man. Though the entirety of Hawkins will prosecute you for a crime that you did not commit, you are the one that the rest of your people will find guilty for the crimes. Your wrongdoings and your actions will not be forgiven but the universe that put you here and gave you a chance to become a better person will remember what you have done. You created a mob and went on a man hunt for an innocent man who, because of who he was, you found as the only scapegoat for the murder of two people that you had in your life. Chrissy who never deserved you, but instead deserved someone who actually loved her and wanted her. Patrick who you pushed to his limits in a manhunt that he was forced to participate in. Targeting children who only wanted to play a game. I, as the person who is the only one at this point that could even begin to help you, find you guilty in the sensibility that if you are to continue roaming the streets of Hawkins, more people will be in danger than they are safe. You are a danger to yourself and others. In this otherworldly judgement, we the judge, jury, and executioners of the cosmos, find you guilty of the deaths of Chrissy Cunningham, Fred Benson, and Patrick McKinney. In this new timeline, you will be found guilty by the Hawkins police station and will spend the rest of your life in prison.”

My voice was distorted as i lifted off the ground some, the timeline bubble in my hands expanding in tune with the speech I was giving. Tilting my head back, I collapsed my hands inwards, popping the bubble and sending a toxic green waste through all of Hawkins.

My body fell back to the ground, catching myself, rolling and popping back up. I turned around and looked at Steve who was shocked in the fact that he had just watched my change an entire timeline. He knew that I had powers and that I could do some pretty cool things but he didn’t truly know the intensity and power that I held.

“What the fuck was that Julianne?” Steve walked over to me and held my shoulders, looking me deep in the eyes.

“I changed the timeline like we wanted. What did you think I was just gonna think about it and write a rune on the ground. Waive my hand over it and poof it was gonna happen?”

he took a moment and his eyes changed, saying a non verbal ‘Yes!’.

“Well now you know how it really happens. And we don’t speak this to anyone else okay? Me doing this could really fuck up the future. i didn’t want to do this but for Eddie…for my love…I would do anything to keep him from getting hurt.”

i wasn’t telling a lie, but it would take as lot of timeline changes for it to make any significant changes to the far future.

Steve rolled his eyes and pulled me with him, dragging me to the car to drive back to my house. Silence the whole drive, in fear that I hadn’t fucked everything up too bad.

It wasn’t like us to just stay silent for an entire drive, one of us was bound to say something or at least have the radio on listening to music. There was something unsettling about the fact that Steve looks worried. That he looked like out fight was far from over.

“Steve…you have to understand that I keep a lot of things hidden from all of you. I do it to make sure that you’re all safe. I don’t use my powers unless it’s necessary.”

“Well you could have at least told us how the hell it was gonna happen so we didn’t think that you were getting fucking possessed.”

“Why the hell would you think I’m getting possessed?! Did you really think that Vecna would make me glow green, recite a speech, change a timeline, and then just let me go?! You’re actually serious right now Steven Harrington! You guys know that I do magic, I tell y’all that I’m gonna change a timeline and then you act like I just sprung this on you? Is that what you think is happening?”

Steve went quiet after that, gripping the steering wheel tighter and stepping on the gas harder; speeding off to my house. I crossed my alarms and looked out the window, immediately getting out and stomping away from the car once he turned into my driveway.

“Julianne get back here we’re not done talking!”

“Yes we are Steve. Now if you don’t mind, which I frankly don’t care if you do, I have my boyfriend to go and see.”

After that, I ignored every word that exited his big mouth. Skipping up the steps and entering my house, locking the door behind me, locking him out of the house.

“What the hell was that all about?”

Robin came out of my kitchen with a piece of butter bread.

“Why don’t you ask him, also Robs we have other food in teh kitchen. You don’t have to eat poor when you’re at my house. We have better food than that.”

I pushed passed her and ran up the steps to my bedroom, opening the door, seeing a shirtless Eddie on my bed with a fan at the end of my bed on high, reading Lord of the Rings.

“Eds…I know i told you you that if you wanted to be in my room all you had to do was ask but, being shirtless in my just washed sheets? Now it’s gonna smell like you and I’m gonna want you over everyday for the rest of my life.”

I gave him a smirk and climbed on top of him, laying my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat loudly..

“Well if I had known that, I would have started coming over and laying shirtless in your bed ages ago. Did you do the timeline thingy?”

I smiled at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, nodding against his skin.

“That I did, so you should be able to go out into public and no one want to kill you or arrest you. Should probably make sure Wayne is okay and knows that you’re alive. Apparently a lot of people are dead or missing from this quote unquote freak earthquake.”

“Yeah…I feel so bad for him. He never deserved to be a part of this. He’s a good man.” m

“i know Eds. He’s even taken care of me when I’ve gotten a bit too drunk and somehow ended up at your trailer. Come on. let’s go see him yeah? I’m sure he’ll be excited to see you.”

I stood up from my bed and held my hand out, Feeling and watching Eddie take it gently. He stood up from the bed and engulfed me in a hug. Kissing the top of my head and waddling us towards the door. A smile creeping across his face and a laugh billowing out of his chest and throat.

The drive to the gym was natural and reminiscent of the times that we had had before, going to sand from DnD sessions when Eddie’s van was broke down and Wayne was fixing it back up.

Pulling into a parking spot, we got out and started to make our easy in. Eddie stopped in his tracks and pulled my arm back, his breath and voice shaky.

“Julianne…I don’t know if I can do this. I mean…What if your spell thing didn’t work the way you wanted it to or if someone still remembers and they try to hurt me but worst of all what if you get hurt because you’re with me?”

“Eddie…my sweet sweet boy. I can assure you if they try to hurt me, they’re in for an ass whooping. And if they try to hurt you well…I’ll just have to give them a bit of persuasion. Anyways my spell worked, i know it worked so you don’t have to worry about that. Let’s just go in yeah. Get you back to Wayne and get back to this new way of life.”

He gave me a nod and I was finally able to pull him into the gym, squeezing his hands for reassurance on his part.

“Look there’s Wayne. Wayne! Over here!”

Eddie’s uncle glanced over with misty eyes,softening as he saw me, I pulled Eddie out from behind some people and Wayne nearly broke down. Jogging over to us and hugging his nephew tightly.

“Edward Munson…where the hell have you been?”

“Saving the world I guess. Had to keep this one from killing some people.”

Eddie chuckled and hugged his uncle tighter. I turned around at the sound of the gym door opening and closing to see if I knew the people coming in. Steve, Dustin, and Robin walked in with boxes of clothes and various items. I gave them a knowing nod and turned back around to keep talking to Wayne. No one in the entire gym uttering a word about Eddie being a prime suspect in the murders. No one giving glances that would have knowing undertones at the sight of Eds.

“Hey Wayne…Eds. I’m gonna go talk to Robin for a moment yeah? Please be save Munson.”

Giving hu i’m a kiss on the cheek, i went over to the group, hugging Robin and holding her shoulders.

“Hey Vickies over there. Maybe this is your chance to see if she actually likes you. Go go…I’ll be over at the medical table with my mom. Help clean up some cuts sand look at some bruises. Just give me the signal if you need me to come in and save the day again.”

Robin looked over at Vickie and took a deep breath. Going over to her and starting to help make sandwiches. I scanned through the crowd, watching for harmful eyes but none appearing. My mom put her hand on my back, nodding and kissing my forehead.

“You did good kiddo. I couldn’t be more proud of you. You ready to tend to these people? Let’s get them all patched up.”

We were all in our places, helping the people of Hawkins recover, everyone coming together and finally helping one another. Eddie came over to the section my mom and I were, coming up behind me and kissing my cheek.

“mind if I stay over here with you? Wayne went to sleep and I have nothing to do.”

“I would love for you to stay with me Eds. You can help hand me things for when we’re patching people up yeah?”

Eddie sat behind me and helped my mom and I in our station, no one knowing the wiser that Eddie was originally the main suspect. Everyone finally living their happily ever after. Fair now.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson ff #stranger things #steve harrington #robin stranger things

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joshkiszkaenthusiast · 3 years ago

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he would absolutely do those art canvas things where you put the paint on it and then y’all like fuck on the canvas, for Sammy but you already know that

Real Love

Oh, my sweet SarahAnne. You literally copied and pasted what I posted in the group chat. I mean that's fine I just found it funny. But yes I will do this. And yes I will be doing this for their first time as I talked about in the chat. This is also a plus size reader since I am plus sized. I might be self projecting a little bit in this story so don't come for me. This is like my therapy.

Also, would y'all like for me to start writing in first person still using Y/N, first-person with a character for the girl, or keep writing the way I've been writing?

Warnings: protected sex, it's just intimate sex really, oral and fingering(F receiving), slight cockwarming if you really squint, Mentions of not great exes in the past??? Not detailed but just a little mention that you guys can use your own previous relationships with, Body image issues, stretch marks, 18+ MINORS DNI. There's not really anything that needs to be put as a warning. I'm not doing anything hardcore in this one. Since this will be their first time I guess get ready for that. I'm not used to writing intimacy and making love. I'm a freak...I write horny hardcore stuff. This is gonna be long because he's taking his time on her. Making her feel worth his love and affection

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Hearing the doorbell ring and not expecting anyone to be showing up to the house or any packages that you were aware of; you got up and made your way to the wooden door. Looking out the glass on the door to see a box on the porch.

"Sammy, did you order anything by chance?" Yelling to your boyfriend in the mini-studio that was in the basement.

"I did actually. I got it for us to do. Would you mind bringing it in for me? I'll be up in a moment." Opening the door and picking up the box; you brought it into the kitchen, grabbing your small pocket knife and cutting the tape.

Inside was a box for an intimacy art kit. A chuckle left your chest and you pulled it out of the box, standing it up on the table, and stood next to it. Leaning against the table with your arms and legs crossed.

"Okay, I'm done down there so basically what I-" Once he reached the top of the stairs and was in the doorway to the kitchen he saw that you had already opened it. Standing next to it like a disapproving mother.

"Samuel Francis Kiszka...What on earth is this? An intimacy art kit?" With your tone and his nervous laugh, it was evident that there was some tension in the air. You had only been dating for about two years and the thought of sex hadn't even come up in your mind. You were so set on just thinking about Sam and how happy you were in the relationship that you just never thought to bring up sex.

Sammy knew your dating history and how you were treated by your previous partners. So he knew better than to bring up sex so early in the relationship. However, it was clear to see that he had been thinking about it as of late.

"Well love I was thinking...Since we've been living together, I've wanted to progress where we stood in our relationship. I've been thinking about how we've never had sex and I really want to show you how much I love and cherish your body. So I thought that we could do this for a date night and for your first time with me and me with you. Jake recommended it to me. I was telling him how I didn't know how to approach you with the topic and he told me that he and Jita had a date night and did this. It turned out really cool. They have it hung in the living room like it's an abstract painting." His overwhelming explanation hit you hard. You had no idea that he was so nervous about approaching you about it.

"So what we lay down the canvas, put paint down on it, and then we have sex on the paint-covered canvas? Sounds messy and like we're gonna get paint in a lot of places." You let out a nervous chuckle and picked it up, turned the box in all different directions, reading what all you do with it.

"Yes but it's non-toxic, but I really want to make our first time something to remember and something that you enjoy. I don't want it to be routine or just like every other person that you've been with."

You hit the box lightly against your hand and you sighed, nodding with your eyes closed. Setting the box back down on the table, walking over to the cabinet, and pouring yourself a glass of wine. Sipping on it slowly and then turning around to look at Sam who was shyly looking at you from the doorway.

"Fine, we can do it but with one condition. We're not hanging it up in the living room. It's being hung in the bedroom above the head of the bed." You walked over to him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. His body easing against you, his hands grabbing at your waist.

Pulling away, you downed the wine in the glass and placed the glass on the counter. Grabbing the box and walking over to Sammy.

"So, where are we gonna do this at. It's gonna get messy." He took the box from you gently and kissed your forehead.

"It comes with plastic to lay down under the canvas. Don't worry mama, everything's gonna be just fine. Just leave it to me." With a smirk on his face and your hand in his, he led you downstairs into the basement. Away from the studio and over to where you and the boys usually had hangouts.

Upon opening the box it was evident that Sam had done some research into this product. Pulling out the plastic first and laying it down on the smooth concrete flooring, next was the cream-colored canvas, the paints that he pulled out were forest green, a warm brown, and burnt sunset orange. The paints that he picked out were colors that pretty much match your home's decor. You sat on the couch against the wall, watching how giddy he was getting over this.

Opening the caps to the paints, he started squirting the paint all over the canvas, making sure that all of the paint would be dispersed evenly. Setting the bottles on the table, he turned back towards you, sitting back down and kissing at your neck. Your hand laid on his leg, soft moans eliciting from your lips with every slight suck Sam gave to the soft and supple skin.

"Sammy...condom." You practically whined, vibrations hit your skin as Sam chuckled, nodding.

"It comes with one mama...but don't worry even if it didn't I would have had one down here." Your eyes went wide as he laid the admission on you like that. He really had been thinking about it a lot...your stomach churned and you pulled away for a moment.

"Hey pretty girl what's wrong? Did I do something wrong? Talk to me." His entire attitude changed to one of worry. His eyes scanning over you, trying to read your body language for any signs of distress.

"It's nothing Sammy...I just." You stopped for a moment and took in a breath. Trying to search for the words in your head before you continued. Your mind racing a million miles a minute. You couldn't understand why your body was reacting the way it did. Was it the fact that so many before were so eager to touch your body or was it the fact that you didn't want to disappoint Sam.

"It's not nothing Y/N. Somethings not right up in that pretty little head of yours. Alarms are going off telling you to be on guard. If you don't want to do this, that's okay. I don't wanna push you to do something that you don't wanna do. I'm not gonna make you have sex with me. If anything, that's the last thing that I want." His hands rubbed your arms, thumbs stroking the skin that was left revealed by your tank top.

A tear trickled down your cheek, your hand quickly coming up to wipe it away before Sam had the chance. Tilting your head back, you sniffled, chuckling.

"This is so fucking stupid. I'm crying over sex...Sam why on earth did you ever want me? I'm so broken and damaged. Did you think that you could fix me?" The repressed anger that you had been holding in that usually kept you up at night decided to rear its ugly head. Sam being taken aback by your doubts.

"If only you could see yourself the way that I see you mama. If you saw yourself the way that I see you, you would never doubt yourself. You hate your arms, the way they look in certain shirts and dresses; I find them amazing. They give me the warmest hugs on the days that I feel like the whole world is against me. You hate the way that your thighs touch yeah?" He gave you a look, encouraging you to answer. All he could get at that moment was a nod. Not trusting your throat to be able to make any sounds.

"Mama I could lay my head on those thighs for days and never tire of them. I could lay between them until I died and I would be happy. The way you have some chub on you, god mama that is just more for me to squeeze and love on. Every part of yourself that you hate is something that I find absolutely goddess-like. You have to trust me on that. Pretty girl when we first started dating, the guys would have to throw pillows or drumsticks at me just to get me to shut up about how much I'm in love with every part of you. If you give me the chance, and it doesn't have to be tonight if you don't want it to be, I wanna show you how much of a goddess you are to me." If you weren't shell shocked before, you definitely were now.

A dark blush powdered your cheeks, nearly looking like rouge from the 1920's. You gave a weak smile to Sam, catching your bottom lip between your teeth.

"You promise? You really think that? You're not just saying that?" The worry that once clouded your voice, started to disapate. Sam nodding slowly, his cheeks becoming flush, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sam?"

"Yes pretty girl?"

"Are you gonna show me or no?" His eyes lit up, pupils becoming blown out, nearly making his soft brown eyes look almost black.

Pulling you into his lap, he rubbed your thighs, the rough pads of his fingers rubbing circles. The plush skin indenting with his grip. Pushing the loose-fitting shorts up some as he rubbed your thighs.

"You need to tell me if you wanna stop okay? I'm gonna go at your pace. You don't need to worry about me if you wanna stop. I care about you feeling safe and loved. Your safety is at the top of my list, yeah?" You gave a nod to him, leaning back in trying to catch his lips with yours.

"I'm not gonna do anything till I hear you say it. I want a verbal and enthusiastic yes. I don't-"

"God Sam yes just...Please. 'M wanting you and only you. I wanna know what it feels like to be loved by you." The desperation in your voice was enough to send Sam over the edge in that very moment. A small whine left his lips and his lips crashed into yours.

His hands traveled up your shirt and you could feel the calloused pads of his fingertips marking a path to your back and up to the clips of your bra.

"Is this okay sweet girl? I don't wanna be moving too fast for you." You gave him a nod, a look of disapproval painting his face.

"Yes Sammy, this is okay. I promise that I'm gonna let you know if I'm uncomfortable. Just please you have to believe me. I want to do this with you. I want to feel every part that you have to offer to me. Please you have to believe me when I say that." He let out a sigh and nodded. His last true belief that you were telling the truth was you taking off the shirt, your hands moving his from your back to lay on the curvature of your breasts.

He let out a breath, 'Oh fuck', before he gently pushed you back onto the couch, holding your hips as he returned his lips to yours. Feeling the soft plush lips of your lover traveling to your cheek, then to your jaw, to the special spot behind your ear, down your neck, landing at your collarbones; sucking soft purple hickeys into them.

"You are the most stunning person I have had the absolute pleasure of laying eyes on. I feel like I have been blessed by every godly figure in this universe by being able to look at you let alone have you in my life as my girlfriend. I don't know what god sent you to me or what path I took that made me be able to come home to you every night but I think I need to start thanking him or her." His confession laid against your collarbone felt like a hot branding iron pressing into the soft skin. Marking you with the confession of a lifetime, something that you would think about for years to come with every look at your chest.

You never knew that a person could see someone like this but Sam was proving that to be true. In watching him, you could see him flick his eyes to look up at you. Pushing himself up onto his palms, looking down at you.

"Sam I don't know why or how you're able to see me this way but I think you need to work with Josh more on writing the lyrics for the songs. You have such a way with words that I have never been able to understand. I'm so insecure about myself but yet the way you talk about me is starting to make me think twice." A soft smile grew on his face and he kissed the tip of your nose, brushing some of the hair out of your face.

It was a silent understanding that he understood where you were coming from but was glad that you were finally seeing things from his perspective or at least you were starting to. You watch him sit up and back on his heels, crossing his arms over him and pulling his own shirt up and over his head. That little feeling of insecurity made its way back into your chest as you ran gentle fingertips over the soft skin of his abdomen.

"Mama can I keep going?" Giving him a nod and him, for once, accepting it, dipped his fingers into the waistband of your shorts. Pulling them down slowly, kissing at your plush stomach and thighs. Throwing the shorts to the ever-growing pile that was somewhere off to the side of the room.

"Sam...I don't know. You're just-"

"No you're not gonna compare yourself to me. For one I'm much taller than you. Two, I am so skinny. I'm talking I look like Gumby walking around." A laugh made its way from your chest out of your throat. A smile shining down at you from above.

"I knew that would get a laugh outta you but princess...You are absolutely goddess-like. If you were a Greek statue, you'd be one of the most visited ones in the museum." The pet name and the complement made a rush of warmth rush to the lower half of your body. Feeling your thighs clench together as his hands kneaded your thighs.

"Sam, you said you could die between my thighs right?" He gave a nod, tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.

"Then I'm...god I can't believe I'm saying this right now...I want you to eat me out. Show me how much you love and worship my body" That was all he needed to hear.

Standing up, removing his sweats and boxers, pulling down your panties and taking your bra off. You wrapped your legs around his waist and felt yourself lose contact with the soft couch. Laying you gently onto to canvas, your back tensing up with the contact of the cold paint.

"If you want me to stop, either tap me or verbally tell me to stop. Otherwise, I'm gonna think that you want me to keep going, especially if you wrap these gorgeous thighs around my head and start squeezing me." You took a deep breath in, getting acclimated to the paint underneath you. Feeling how it spread out to the form of your body.

"Do you want to touch me and get a feel for my body before you start Sammy?" You couldn't make eye contact with him, scared that if you did, your voice would catch in your throat and you wouldn't be able to do anything.

"Look at me...Look at me mama" Obeying him, though reluctantly, you could see all the love and devotion in his face.

"I would love nothing more. Do you want me to use some of the paint as well? Let me make a mark on your body?" You could see the look on his face was one of care and he was genuinely asking you if that was something that you wanted him to do. Slowly you nodded, watching him hold up the three tubes in front of your face.

"You can make a mark on my body and I'll make a mark on yours, how about that sweet girl?" A soft smile rose to your face and you grabbed one of the tubes of paint, squirting some into your hand. Laying small handprints onto his chest and back as you pulled him closer.

The both of you took time to cover each other's body with paint, sensual and gentle touches as you pulled him closer to your face. Seeing the paint in his hair from your hand brought a fit of giggles to the surface.

"Okay, Sam you really don't have to do all the theatrics." You let out a sigh, getting more comfortable with the situation at hand. Rubbing the back of his neck, releasing some of the tension that you could feel had arisen from the stress.

"It's not theatrics if I think it's the truth. I will kiss every inch of your skin from the bottom of your feet to the top of your head. I will kiss the very earth that you walk on. I will shower you in love and gifts the way that a goddess should be showered. You are my queen Y/N and I intend on letting you know that until I die and into the afterlife." He had grabbed your face, making you look at him. Making sure that you understood every word that he said. Making sure that you knew that he was telling the truth.

Taking some of the paint that was left on his hand, he wiped it over his lips, going down between your legs, kissing your calves and thighs. Seeing the paint leave lip marks on the skin. Your hands came up to cover your paint-covered breasts, looking up at the ceiling.

You had told Sam that his was your way to prepare for what was going to happen. Letting yourself go into your head and tell your muscles to relax. He simply watched you through his long lashes and laid a kiss just above your clit.

"You doing okay up there princess? You still wanna go through with this?"

"I do Sammy. I really truly do. Please wanna feel you baby." Your hand went to his hair, pushing him down some. Getting the hint, he licked a stripe up your folds, stopping just below your clit. It wasn't that he was teasing you, he just didn't wanna give you too much at once.

"Sammy please...I want it please."

"Be patient princess. I'm getting to it." You could feel his smirk against your thigh, his middle finger sliding down through your folds and rubbing around your entrance. Small whimpers filled the empty space, letting him know that what he was doing felt good to you.

Slowly but surely, Sam slide his middle finger into you, your toes curling as you wanted to just shove his face against you. He added a second finger, attaching his mouth to your clit, slowly and softly sucking and biting. His tongue working wonders at flicking your clit once gently between his teeth. His fingers pumping in and out of you. The tips of his fingers rubbing up against a spot that none of your previous lovers could find, not that you thought that they actually cared enough to try to find.

Eliciting moans from you as if he were eliciting notes and sounds from his bass. He was doing it with ease, your chest rising and falling as he picked up his pace. Gripping his hair into your hand and pulling; your thighs wrapped around his head and squeezing him. All of it just encouraged him more. Fingering and sucking quicker, mindlessly tying the knot in your stomach tighter and tighter, feeling like it was going to snap at any moment.

"Sammy...I- Fuck! I think I'm gonna cum.." Your voice came out more like a whine than you would have liked it too. Laced with desperation and dripping with need, your chest heaving faster just before Sam pulls away completely.

"Sammy why'd ya do that? That felt so good. I wanted to cum." Your eyes closed and you tilted your head back, adjusting to the rapidly falling feeling of your impending orgasm fading away.

"I know princess but we haven't even started yeah? I don't wanna overwhelm you. The next time that you say it's okay that we have intimacy like this I'll let you cum as many times as you want. Here...I'm gonna slide you over here." He moved to the other side of the canvas, gently grabbing your ankles and pulling you to him so the two of you were in better lighting.

"You are so beautiful, mama...God, how did you ever want to date me? You could have any man that you wanted and yet you settled for me." He looked your body over, your eyes, however, trailing down his body to take him in. LED lights around the ceiling suddenly turned on, backlighting his body as he hovered over you.

Rolling the condom on and positioned himself between your legs, kissing in between the valley of your breasts, up the ridge of your throat, connecting at your lips.

"Are you ready baby? I'm not gonna do it unless you're actually ready." Rubbing your side with one hand and bracing himself with the other. Giving him a nod and a passionate kiss, he grabbed his cock at the base and rubbed the tip through your folds.

Gathering enough, slick he started to push in, groaning at the feeling of you wrapping around him. A gasp escaped your throat without you realizing it. Throwing your head back and grabbing his forearm and slapping your other hand onto his back, scratching at the toned skin.

"Princess, fuck...It's like you were made for me. You feel so fucking good." His eyes shut tight and he caught his bottom lip in between his teeth. His hand tightly grabbing at your thigh. Pushing himself to the hilt and waiting for you to adjust. His lip quivering as he refrained from thrusting into you too soon.

You never knew that someone could fill you up so well. Though stretching you out some, his cock felt like the perfect puzzle piece. Letting out a desperate whimper, your paint-covered leg came up to wrap around his waist. Digging your heel into the bottom of his spine to ensure that he wouldn't pull out of you.

"Sammy, you feel so good. Feel like heaven. I want you, I need you to move. I'm okay yeah?" His hands grabbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist, picking you up, flipping the two of you over. The canvas nearly filled up with the little movement the two of you had accomplished to do.

"Want you to go at whatever speed you want princess. Do whatever you feel is right." His eyes held a sparkle to them while still maintaining the protective nature he always held for you.

Positioning yourself on your knees, you started at a slow pace, getting used to being on top and being given full control. Your hands find their way to Sam's chest, bracing yourself and allowing you to bend over and roll your hips against him. Nervousness took over, little voices in your head barging in on your perfect moment telling you that he's not enjoying it. That he's not liking how you're doing this.

"Sam...I don't really know what I'm doing...I don't wanna do something wrong. Can you just please...please for the love of whatever deity is out there, just fuck me?" Those words were the only thing that he needed to hear to regain control. His hands grabbing at your hips and his own hips finding a pace, careful not to hurt you.

With the thrusts and your own clumsiness, you lunge forward, hands landing in puddles of paint. Eyes squeezing tight and jaw hung open, Sam letting a smirk crawl up against his face.

"Feel good princess? Feel full and warm?" His soft but assertive voice broke the otherwise deafening silence. Your teeth catching your bottom lip, biting down hard enough to taste a slight metallic twinge filling your mouth.

His cock hitting every spot known to man with the combination of you bent forwards was drawing you closer and closer to your orgasm once again. Leaning back, planting your hands next to his legs, letting him watch your breasts bounce in perfect timing with his thrusts was all the encouragement he needed.

"Can feel you getting close baby. Wanna feel you cum round my cock okay? You think you can do that for me? Want you to cum with me, wanna feel how good I make you feel."

His own back arched, whimpering as his cock twitches inside of you. Grabbing his shoulders, pulling him up into a kiss, your chests impossibly close. It was more intimate than anything you had experienced before. And the fact it was with Sam? Made it all the better.

“You’re doing so good pretty girl. Feel so good…Fuck how did I ever end up with a girl like you? I’ll never understand that.” His eyes shut tight, gently biting down on your shoulder. His hands roaming your back as if they were a map he was reading, leading him to some lost treasure.

His hips started to falter, his eyes staring deeply and lovingly into yours. To him, he could look in your eyes for the rest of his life, never once getting sick of them. He could imagine his whole life in those eyes, seeing his entire world and universe colliding into one with just a single glance.

“Fuck I’m gonna cum…Sammy I’m gonna cum! Please don’t stop. Please I’m begging you Sammy.” Your whimpers becoming slurred with the intense pleasure surging through your body as though you because a generator for electricity; breaking Sammy out of his trance from your eyes.

“I am too baby…just let go for me yeah?” Clinging onto his body, you let out a scream, chanting and yelling his name like it was the only thing you knew. Feeling Sam cum into you near the same time, whimpers falling out of his lips like a gentle rain.

HIs head rested on your shoulder, breathing heavy as you felt his lips curl into a smile against your collarbone. Your fingers trailed through his hair, laying a kiss to his forehead. You felt like you could stay in that position for hours, holding each other close, feeling Sam's cock softening inside of you. Feeling whole and full, Sam grabbed your thigh to pull you off of him. Your chest rumbled with a groan, tightening your thighs around him.

"Not yet baby...Just a little longer. Feels good, you inside me." You buried your face into his neck, feeling his throat vibrating with a chuckle. His arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you in closer to him, resting your body against the entirety of his own.

"I didn't think you'd wanna stay on top of me darling. But if you wanna stay on top of me, you just tell me when you're ready." You could hear his voice change, hearing him sadden some.

As soon as you hugged him, staying in that position for what felt like years, you raised your head to look at him. Seeing his cheeks puffy and red.

"What's wrong Sammy? Did I do something wrong?" Hands coming up to move his face, turning him to face you and directly look at you.

"I just...I never thought you'd want me. Everyone always wants my brothers. They're the better looking ones. Josh has that amazing voice and Jake...Jake is just a favorite with all the ladies. Danny...Danny could get any girl he wanted. I mean he had a crush on you for the longest time when we first started seeing each other. I really truly thought you'd leave me for him." That's when the tears started flowing on both of your parts.

You got off of him and kneeled next to him, looking at him with a shattering heart. Never knowing that he felt that way the entirety of y'all's relationship.

"Sam...You know that I would never hurt you like that. I have only ever had eyes for you. Not Josh, not Jake, not Danny, you. You were the one that made my heart stop when I saw you. Not them. Sammy I trusted you enough to give you this version of myself. Why would I want someone else when I would do this for you, though I'm not saying I did do this for you. I did this for us."

For a moment, Sam only focused on, 'I did this for us'. Did you actually think that? His mind flooded with questions, not knowing what to start with first.

"What do you mean? I'm being serious Y/N. You could have someone who could love you so much more than I can and yet here you are, stuck with me and settling for me." His hands flew up and covered his face, covering his face in paint in the shape of his handprints.

"Because I see the twins like older brothers. They've always been there to protect me and make sure that I'm comfortable in a situation, being like big pitbull's for me. Danny is the best friend I've always wanted when I was in school. He's kind and caring and he is a gentle soul. I don't wanna be with them Samuel...I've only wanted you. You need to understand that. You need to understand that you are the only one I have eyes for, you are the only one that I want in my life. Samuel I live with you for fucks sake. I sleep in the same bed as you." You stopped for a moment to breathe, taking his hands off his face and holding them in your own,

"Sam I get excited when you come home. I get giddy when you want to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie with me. I'm so blessed that you were worried about bringing sex up to me because of my past but you need to understand that if I never started dating you, that doesn't mean that I would be with your best friend or your brothers. You all would have been my best friends if we never started dating." Sam only looked at you with wide, tear-filled eyes, trying to comprehend the words leaving your mouth.

He pulls you into a hug and sobs into your neck, your hands going to stroke his hair.

"Sammy I'm not leaving you any time soon. Not even in the future am I leaving you. I wouldn't hurt you like that. I wouldn't break your heart like that. You are something so special to me, you're my everything. If you weren't I wouldn't have moved in with you, I wouldn't have agreed to do this, I wouldn't have agreed to spend my life with you. You have all of me. You have every single ounce and fiber of my being."

"Y/N...thank you...I don't know what I would do without you. I'd be miserable without you." You let out a chuckle and pull him away from you so you can see his face. Kissing away his tears and finally laying a soft kiss to his lips.

"Come on...let's get in the shower. I think this paint is starting to dry on us. I don't wanna be flaking it off later. I think it's in some places I'd like to starting getting it out of as soon as possible." A laugh escaped his throat, nodding in agreement with you.

Standing up and holding a hand out to him, he grabs your hand and pulls himself up. Pulling you to him and planting a kiss to your lips. Grabbing the back of your thighs and picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist. Looking at the canvas still on the floor.

"Okay...Maybe and just maybe when it's dry, we can hang it in the living room. It does look pretty cool. Would be a cool little piece to have on the wall behind the couch." You smirk at him and kiss the tip of his nose, watching him celebrate with excitement.

Traveling up the stairs into the shared bedroom, sneaking away in the bathroom, your body still clinging to him; Sam turned the shower on, letting it heat up.

"I'm gonna marry you one day Y/N Y/L/N I swear on it. Gonna buy you the most gorgeous diamond ring and we're gonna have the most beautiful and elegant wedding you've ever seen. But one day, you're gonna be Y/N Kiszka and frankly I like the sound of it already."

"Don't get ahead of yourself mister, we still have a lifetime to live together. You're still on tour and actively working and we've only been together for two years and living together for like a year. I don't know if we're exactly in a position to be already thinking about marriage. Yes one day but I know how you are Kiszka" You smirked and shuffled out of his arms, getting into the shower, Sam following closely.

His arms wrapping around you and letting the steam envelop your two bodies as you washed off.

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Okay so that was longer than I really wanted it to be and I kinda got off track there but hey I tend to do that. I hope y'all liked it, this isn't exactly my forte.

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