บท 20: 20. Caught (Mileven, Will and Dustin)
WARNING! WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M! IF YOU WANT TO READ THE NON-SMUT PART SCROLL TO THE SKIP POINTS!
A/N: Hello again! This chapter is rated M, because it contains (like, 8 very short paragraphs) of smut. This is for spicysalmoln and LOVE YOUR WORK (guest), who wanted someone from The Party walking in on Mike and El.
PROMPT: A member of The Party walks in on Mike and El in a compromising position.
The bed creaked as El moved her hips back and forth, breathing loudly as Mike grunted underneath her, his fingers tightening on her hips as he helped her move down on him.
Their eyes met as they panted and she leaned down to press a sloppy kiss to his lips as her face scrunched up from the pleasure she was feeling.
She leaned back and pressed her hands more surely on his chest for leverage and then moved down hard, gasping when the movement made him reach a point inside that made her quiver.
"Mike!" She gasped, leaving a hand on his chest and moving the other to his lower stomach to help herself slam down repeatedly.
They were alone in the house, Hopper at the station and Joyce in the store. Mike thanked the heavens for Dustin, because he had challenged Will in a bike race for another one of his comics, and that meant he would be gone for a good while, leaving the Hopper-Byers house all to El and himself.
"Holy shit!" He gasped as her inner walls started squeezing him. He shut his eyes tightly as his mouth fell open, thanking God (again)for making his gorgeous girlfriend and for letting her stay in his life long enough to be able to do this with him.
"Unhhhgghh." He groaned incomprehensible as El began yelping.
His ears turned completely deaf to everything else except El's sounds and his own breathing; if he had paid more attention to the outer world, it would have saved him and his girlfriend from an unforgettable experience that would haunt them through the years.
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"You son of a bitch!" Dustin panted with a frown as Will stopped his pedaling, letting the bike slow down to a halt in his house's driveway.
"I want that X-man 141." Will panted with a grin as he watched his friend dismount his old bike and place it against the house steps with a pout.
"Oh, no!" Dustin shouted in dismay as he pressed his hands dramatically over his eyes, groaning and stomping his face in a tantrum as if he was a 6 year old, and not a senior of almost 18.
"C'mon, Dusty," He threw an arm around the curly haired boy while he laughed. "Let's see if there's any lemonade left for us."
They entered the house as Dustin continued complaining loudly, huffing and trying to backtrack from their previous agreement as Will took out the lemonade jug from the fridge.
"Try to see my point here, dude! If I want to reread Days of the Future Past, it'll be incomplete because now you'll have the f—"
"Shhh," Will slapped a hand against his friends' mouth with a frown. "Did you hear that?"
"The sound of your palm hitting my lips? Yes, and I felt it, too!" Dustin glared at him as he removed Will's hand from his face.
"No, listen!" Will frowned, putting down the lemonade jug and straining his ears to hear the noise that had caught his attention.
"There it is again!" Will muttered as Dustin frowned.
"I don't hear anything, Will." His eyebrows furrowed as he watched Will's concentrated eyes, feeling a cold shiver creeping up his spine. If Will was hearing things, weird things, then it wasn't good.
"Shush!" Will snapped, lifting a finger to his lips. Dustin grew silent, trying to hear what Will was hearing, and his heart thumped when a low groan reached his ears.
"Is anyone home?" Dustin whispered worriedly.
"No! My parents are working and El said she was going to Mike's." Will whispered back. Their gazes met and both boys' eyes widened in fear as they heard a louder groan.
"Fuck!" Will exclaimed suddenly, spinning around the kitchen in search for a weapon as Dustin had the urge to run for Steve's nailed bat.
"Here!" Will thrusted a sharp knife in his palm. "I'll go first and if I need back up, you jump and stab the thing, okay?"
"What the hell are we doing?" Dustin asked worriedly as he watched Will take a hidden rifle (obviously from the Chief's stash) from a kitchen cabinet.
"Hunting." Will said as he clicked the gun into place and started walking to the hallway, where they heard the noise.
Dustin walked behind the shorter boy cautiously, throwing looks around just in case another demogorgon decided to come out of the walls again. Both boys jumped when a loud gasp cut the tense air, and they hurried to the last room, which was El's, to catch whatever monster the fucked up universe decided to throw at them now.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Dustin mumbled anxiously as Will took hold of the doorknob, grimacing with anxiety as he mentally prepared himself to face what was on the other side of the door.
"El!" Will gasped as loud breathing, which he recognized as his sister's, was perceived by his ears, and he couldn't take the distress anymore.
"Uhh, Will?" Dustin muttered confusedly behind him as Will turned the doorknob.
Will's heart leaped out of his throat as he pushed the door open, pointing the rifle in front of him for protection as his stomach clenched in panic at the thought of El being attacked.
But then it clenched in disgust as his eyes fell on his sister's naked back jumping up and down on—
"Mike?!" Will yelled.
"Ahh!" El screamed in fright as she fell against her boyfriend, scurrying under the duvet to cover herself as Mike shouted in shock.
"What the fuck?!" Dustin screamed as he tried to cover his eyes.
"Oh my god, Will, what are you doing here?!" Mike screamed in embarrassment as he ducked under the covers to hide from view.
"What? I live here! What are you doing here?!"
"I thought you were at Dustin's!" El's muffled voice said.
"I thought you were dying!" Will screamed back, still in shock but definitely disgusted as he realized what all those noises meant.
"Why?!" She asked in a loud tone.
"We heard all of these noises and I thought—"
"Oh my god, oh my god, they were having sex." Dustin gagged behind him.
"Just— put some clothes on and come out!" Will exclaimed, wanting to get out of there. He slammed the door and dragged a traumatized Dustin by the wrist as he huffed, now angry because of his previous worry.
"I thought something was eating her!" He grumped as he slammed the rifle down on the table.
"It was Mike!" Dustin yelped as he shook his hands in a reflective move, as if trying to shake the image through his fingers.
"Dustin!" Will cried out with a pinched face.
The door of El's room opened and padding feet were heard on the hallway, and then his sister's sheepish face appeared in the kitchen.
"Hey." She smiled tightly.
"Where's Mike?" Dustin asked her without meeting her eyes. He couldn't.
"He's... not ready to come out yet."
"Ugh, god, no." Dustin gagged again and Will closed his eyes in disgust as he had a fleeting thought of what his best friend was taking care of.
"I'm sorry," Will apologized. "I didn't know you were here. No, scratch that! Why were you screwing around here? I thought you said you were at Mike's!"
"This is my house, too!" El frowned at him in defense. "And we were, until you told me you were going to race by Dustin's place and we thought we could make good use of the empty house!"
"Oh my god, good use!" Dustin gagged again.
"Who won, anyway?" El asked casually.
"Don't try to change the subject! What if Hop was the one who came by and caught you?"
"Then I would be 6 feet underground." Mike's voice said from the hallway and then his best friend appeared, face red with embarrassment and wrinkled clothes on. "Listen, I'm sorry you caught us—"
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Dustin gagged again, and Will reached out and shoved him in the direction of the sink in annoyance.
"I'm sorry you caught us," Mike continued. "But honestly, this is embarrassing enough as it is, we don't need you yelling at us."
"Yeah, let's just pretend this never happened." El smiled as she spread her hands out in the air.
"It's engraved in my mind forever!" Dustin exclaimed dramatically as he returned to stand next to Will.
"Then erase it!" El snapped at him.
"Oh, believe me, I want to!" He snapped back at her.
"Both of you shush!" Will exclaimed with more annoyance. "Okay," he nodded. "Okay, okay. Let's forget all of this happened. I came back with Dustin and I found you two doing homework— shut up Dustin! — instead of—"
"That. Yes, and then this day was forgotten because nothing remotely interesting happened." Mike nodded.
"Okay." Will nodded.
"Okay. This never happened," El shook Will's hand. "And we'll never speak of this again."
"I'm not touching neither of you." Dustin crossed his arms as El and Mike extended their hands to shake his.
"Dustin!"
A/N: Did you guys like my kind-of first smut chapter? I know it didn't have a lot of it, but I wanted to ease you guys into it lol. Review!
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