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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Stranger_Things_(TV_2016)
  Relationship:
      Jonathan_Byers/Nancy_Wheeler
  Character:
      Jonathan_Byers, Nancy_Wheeler
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Fluff, smoking_weed, pot, One_Shot, Sex, Jancy, Drug_Use,
      Masturbation, Hand_Jobs, nancy_has_a_little_bit_of_a_nick-name_kinky
  Series:
      Part 2 of One_shots_for_Jancy
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-29 Completed: 2017-12-01 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 6844
****** High Times ******
by firelady101
Summary
     Nancy is a bad influence on Jonathan. First the drinking, the sex,
     and now pot? Was she crazy? Jonathan is a sweet innocent bean, and
     Nancy is not.
Notes
     I am very bad at summaries, but basically Nancy and Jonny boy get
     stoned and fuck
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
She had more experience than Jonathan had ever thought about even having. They
both knew this, but sometimes it surprised her. She was his first everything,
and that was scary to her. She had only been with Steve; she knew that was
enough to intimidate him, he showed it. The way he would touch her, sexually or
not. He was scared to even hold her hand sometimes, he would be so hesitant
with her at school. Jonathan was a nobody, the creep who took photos of her,
and who beat “King Steve” up.
She would reassure him, by grabbing his hand and giving his knuckles a light
kiss. She was head over heels for him, she did not care what others thought of
her. She knew Jonathan was the one for her. He walked her to her classes
throughout a school day, kissing her cheek before heading to his own. During
lunch they would hide in his car, eating, talking, and being with each other.
Jonathan would look at Nancy in a way that made her want to jump his bones, in
the middle of the school parking lot. But she would save that for when they
were home alone.
When school was over, Nancy would find Jonathan by his car leaning against it
watching her walk over to him. Was he always that sexy? Before they started
dating she would ignore any thought she had about Jonathan. Her attention was
on Steve, and only Steve.
“Do you know how cute you are?” Nancy said as she walked closer to him,
watching the blush brighten his face. She giggled, wrapped her arms around his
neck, tip-toed forward and planted a kiss on his mouth. He grabbed her hips,
kissing back before pushing her back softly. Nancy pouted, “Why?”

“Why?” He smiled, “Nance, you know I really do not like PDA”

“Nance” - all she had to hear to get her a little horny, and he knew that. He
gave her a smirk, knowing he got a little bit of revenge for making him blush.
“Let's go get our brothers and do some homework in your room?”
“Do you think we can get any homework done this time?” She winked at him,
stepping back, walking to the passenger side of the car. “I do not think so,
you get distracted very easily, Mr. Byers.” she got in the car, shutting the
door behind her.
He smiled, getting in, “Yeah, just don’t stick your hands in my pants as soon
as we get into your room again.” Jonathan teased and started the car. Today was
going to be fun.
===============================================================================
A few hours past, Jonathan, and Nancy actually got all of their homework done.
Both too stubborn to make a move, wanting to prove they do have self-control.
Only a little bit of teasing and kissing in between those moments.
Nancy was curled up on Jonathan’s side as he was running his fingers through
her hair. Cuddling was nice, being anywhere with Jonathan was nice. They
weren’t sleeping, just laying and enjoying each other's presence. Living the
comfortable silence they have.
After a few moments of the quiet, Nancy rolled onto his chest, looking up at
him. “You know what is better than cuddling?”
His eyebrow raised, “Sex?”
“No,” She laughed, “Cuddling while high.” She smiled, “I have not been high in
a long time.” Nancy closed her eyes, remembering the last time she had smoked
weed. It was before the Halloween party almost 5 months ago, before the world
went to shit again. Before Jonathan… she opened her eyes again, catching his.
“I love it.”
Jonathan shrugged, “I wouldn’t know, to be honest.”
There it was again, him showing her how inexperienced he was. He was a normal
17-year-old, without the parts where he’s supposed to try new things and get
into trouble. Those were replaced with having to take care of his family so
young. He coughed, “I mean when I was 15, I stole some from my dad. But I just
coughed the whole time. And I was just hungry, did not get high.” He shrugged.
“I forget how much of your childhood was taken away. These past years probably
haven’t helped either…” Nancy sighed.
“Not for you either, Nance.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb, “But I do
feel lame. I haven’t done anything risky besides punching your boyfriend in the
face.”
“Jonathan, you are my boyfriend. And you have to stop comparing yourself to
Steve. You are not him, I do not want you to be him.” Sitting up on her knees,
and onto his lap. “I want you. You have me, and I can get you into trouble.
Let's see…” She tapped her finger on the side of her mouth, and looked up, “We
have been drunk together, we have slain literal demons together, and we have
kissed a lot.” Jonathan had one arm under his head, his other on her thigh. “Oh
yeah, we have fucked. A lot.”
“Yes, that is true,” He squeezed her thigh, “I guess you’ll have to get me high
Ms. Wheeler.”
“I will.” She leaned down and kissed him, she wondered if he knew she was
serious. Because if there is one thing she knows, its how much she enjoyed
getting eaten out while baked. And she is going to let him know that.
===============================================================================
A few weeks later, when Nancy was sure Jonathan had forgotten their
conversation about weed she had found Steve’s friend she knew had pot; he
gladly gave her a few joints for free. Nancy knew Joyce would be with Hopper
this weekend, helping him out with Jane - or so that's what she says. Jonathan
knew his mom was with the Chief, he was just waiting for her to tell him.
Will was going to be at her house this weekend, so his house was empty. Just
how they liked it. So they can make as much noise as they wanted.
His mom had been gone for almost 10 minutes before Nancy walked through the
door of his house, her bag packed for the weekend. Her goodies rolled nicely in
a bag she had as well.
He walked to her quickly, the need for her obvious in his eyes. “Nance… I
thought you were coming later, I haven't started on dinner.”
“I have plans for us.” She winked, “And I wanted to get started as soon as
possible.” She shut the door behind her, dropping her bag on the ground
kneeling to get the lighter she packed and the joints. Jonathan saw them and
gasped, “Nancy, are you serious?”
“What?” She stood up placing an unlit joint on her bottom lip, “You said I
could get you high.” She started walking to his back door. “Are you coming?”
He nodded, “Oh um, yes.”
“Do not be nervous.”
===============================================================================
They were sitting on his back porch looking into the darkness of the trees.
Nancy was resting her back on the wall, her legs twisting to rest on his lap.
She looked at him as she lit the joint, taking it between her lips and inhaling
slowly. She let the smoke rest for a few seconds deep in her lungs before
blowing out. Nancy smiled at Jonathan passing him the roach.
“I do not know how you just made smoking so sexy.” He nervously accepted it
from her, “Not sure if I can do it without coughing.”
“Coughing is part of it.”
“Yeah. Well.” He felt lame, but he took a very small hit, holding in before
coughing. But the coughing was not bad, so he took another hit. This time
feeling a slight rush to his head when he blew out the smoke. They passed it
back and forth for a few minutes, and Jonathan was feeling lifted. In a very
good way, he felt happy, and free, like monsters weren’t in his dreams.
“How do you feel?” Nancy smiled. Her eyes were puffy and glossy. Her smile a
little more crooked than usual. “Happy?”
“Yeah... “ Jonathan was staring at her mouth, “I didn't know I could feel horny
with every part of my body. I am tingly, and I want you.” He leaned in to kiss
her, but she was laughing.
He was laughing now.
Why were they laughing?
After a few more minutes and one more joint, Nancy decided it was time to go
inside. She stood up, her hands going to the bottom of her jeans, unzipping
them as well. Jonathan watched her wiggle her hips out of the top of the pants,
walking as she was doing this. He went to follow her inside, watching as her
pants fell to the ground.
He followed her into his house, her clothes shedding behind her as she walked
back into his room. He has been getting harder by the second through this
process, feeling his cock tight against his jeans. He walked into his room to
see her on his bed, naked and pouting at him, “Nance.” He smirked when she
jerked her hips at the sound of her name on his lips. “Baby, you are
beautiful.” The marijuana had him feeling like he was cotton, and looking at
her made him melt.
“Jonathan.” She practically moaned, “Did I forget to mention how horny I get
when I am high?” Nancy was wet, all for him. “I need you…” She reached out to
him, pulling his shirt over his head kissing him hard on the mouth.
It did not take long for her to get him naked, did not take her long to start
stroking his dick either. Jonathan was under her spell, he could barely think
of anything other than her. Nancy’s name on his lips in a whisper; he thinks
he’s said it 4 times in a row already. He can’t keep track, so he says it again
and her lips are on his cock. His fingers worked through her hair while she
brought him into her mouth. He was not going to last very long, he could tell.
But he wanted to cum into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down quickly
now, he was moaning loudly so happy his mom was not here, he can't control
himself.
He came, no warning at all, she swallowed as he tugged her hair. Fuck. Nancy
was such a beautiful girl, and so amazing. “Your turn Nance.”
Nancy smiled, “I am so happy you said that.”
Now we were between her legs, looking up at her as his tongue traced her slick
wet folds. One of her hands on her own breast, playing with her nipple. Her
other palm pushed into her forehead, “Fuck… fuck!” her eyes were closed, her
legs draped over his shoulders. He lifted her hips slightly in his grip,
letting her rock them into his face. She liked this, she wanted to cum just
like this, in his mouth. His tongue pushed into her, fucking her with it for a
moment before returning it to her clit. He felt like they were connected like
never before, knowing fully why she wanted to get him high while they fucked.
He felt so close to her at this exact moment, fucking her with his mouth as she
rode up into his face.
He did not want this moment to end so badly that when she came he did not stop.
He sucked on her clit, her fingers in his hair, “O-oh! Jon… oh, do not stop!”
She moaned, jerking her hips into it feeling another orgasm hitting her fast,
“I'm cumming- oh baby I am cumming!”
Jonathan pulled away, his hard on the back and ready. But he got stuck looking
at her, her breasts swaying slightly as she tried to catch her breath. He
noticed the slight sweat on her forehead, the hickeys on her neck. He was
looking at her, taking in every inch. He was pulled out of his trance with the
words, “I want you inside of me” coming out of her perfect pink lips.
The same lips he kisses every day, the same lips that were on his cock only a
few minutes ago.
“Um, yeah..” He blinked away those thoughts to grab a condom, slipping it on.
Jonathan moved back to between her legs, using his hand to get her ready for
him again. She had her eyes closed, moving her hips to match the thrusts from
his fingers, “Jonathan, you're going to make me cum again…” She looked at him
with hooded eyes, “Please…” He smiled rubbing her clit with his other hand,
fucking her with his middle and index finger, this time she came it was a
quiet. He loved watching her release, knowing that he was the one who did it.
It made him feel proud.
He was in her, and it felt more amazing then he was expecting. He let go, not
holding anything back, thrusting deep and hard into her. Wanting to feel her,
be with her. This was too much for him, all of the feelings swarming him as he
pounded into her. She lifted her hips to match his thrusts, “Jonathan. I love
you.”
He went faster at her words, “Tell me again…” He growled on her neck, sucking
on her skin, hitting her sensitive spots.
“I love you.” She moaned, “I love you, I love you, fuck! I love you.” Nancy
looked at him, pushing him back slightly to see his face, then gracefully
rolling them over while he was still inside of her. She slowly rolled her hips
around him, knowing how weak it made him feel.
“I love you too.” He sat up, holding her hips down onto hip, thrusting up
hitting just the right spot to make her cum, squeezing around him, tightening
around his cock. He came a moment after her, falling back with his eyes closed.
He couldn't open them, couldn't move. He could hear his girlfriend giggle and
felt her take the condom off his softening dick. He also felt her wrap a
blanket around them lay next to him. The heat from her body making him feel
warm. “Thank you for getting me, high Nance.”
“Anytime baby.” Jonathan heard her say before drifting to sleep.
===============================================================================
He woke up an hour later, his eyes stung a little. He turned to grab Nancy, but
she was gone. Getting up, get pulled on sweatpants, stretching before leaving
his room, “Nancy?” He called out.
“I am cooking!”
He followed her voice into the kitchen, she was in the sweater he was wearing
earlier, it went past her hips. “Hi!” She smiled, “I made Mac and Cheese. I
hope that is okay.”
“Anything you make is amazing, I am also so hungry.”
“That is probably the weed and the sex.” Nancy winked, “Did you enjoy it?”

He thought for only a second, “Yes, I cannot wait for more.” Jonathan smiled,
“We are going to have fun this weekend.”
Nancy turned to look at him, "Can't wait for more sex or weed?" 
"Both." Jonathan smirked, "You can bet on that. Have sex while high made me
feel very floaty, and it felt so overwhelming at times. I couldn't think, I was
inside of you and god... The way it felt, Nance. I could feel it everywhere."
He looked down at his hands, "When I touched you with my fingers, every jump
you made, I could feel it in my core. I was so connected with you on every
level."
Nancy was taken aback by some of his words, Jonathan was never that bold with
his feelings. Ecpesiouly since it was about their sex life. "We have more time
to feel that way again."
***** Hon Solo is so hot *****
Chapter Summary
     Jonathan has a mini-crisis about why Nancy was dating him. He also
     should never get high alone again, his thoughts race way too much.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Jonathan was on his back in his living room, looking around remembering the
drawings his brother had made of the vines.
When Jonathan was with Nancy. He was with Nancy on a day Will had needed his
brother the most. Jonathan did help his brother in the end, with Nancy by his
side. He wondered if she felt bad for him.
He thinks about this a lot. Jonathan was sleeping with Nancy the night
everything started to get worse.
Does he take back sleeping with Nancy? No, he wouldn’t. But she might. Maybe
she feels bad that they slept together when Jonathan should have been home with
his family. So maybe she’s just with him for the sake of kindness - she pitied
him. Maybe she didn't actually love him, she just couldn’t break his heart.
Maybe she’s thinking of Steve when they're having sex. Oh god, so much sex. But
mayb— this track of thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his name. He
looked to the side to see Nancy in just one of his shirts her arms were
crossed, looking down at him with a smirk.
“Where did you go? You left the room like an hour ago. I fell back to sleep
waiting for you.” She pouted.
“Oh uh, I couldn’t sleep. I’m sorry.” He said quietly, “I actually smoked more.
Thought it would make me sleepy. But I’m just thinking too much now…”
She walked closer to where he was laying on the floor. She could see his
bloodshot eyes in the dim lighting. “So you’re a stoner now?” Nancy teased.
Jonathan laughed, “no. Because I don’t like this feeling. Alone. It was far
more satisfying when you were also high with me. My thoughts did not race this
much.”
Nancy sat next to him, taking his arm onto her lap, softly running her
fingertips up and down. Wow that feels amazing
“What’s wrong? You shouldn’t be alone when you’re anxious after smoking.” She
kissed his hand. “Can you talk to me, tell me what is going on?" She reached
out and touched his nose making him smile.
He shrugged, "Well it is silly. I just keep thinking about October. Nancy, I
can't stop thinking of all the pain Will was in."
Nancy sighed, the following months after what happened to Will Jonathan was a
puddle of guilt. He was upset at himself for not paying more attention to Will,
and upset that he was not even home with Will was taken to the Hawkin's lab.
Nancy had to do a lot of convincing, along with Joyce's side, to make him see
that Jonathan was in no way at fault. No one was truly expecting what happened
to happen. He and Nancy did something good while they were gone. They helped
take down the Hawkin's lab completely, and that was a good thing.
"Oh, Jonathan please do not do this to yourself."
"I told you it was Silly... But Nancy, are you okay?" Jonathan sat up suddenly,
reaching out to grab her face, "You spent so much time dealing with my melt-
down, I'm not sure I was a very good boyfriend to you."
"You are the best boyfriend." She touched the hand that was on her cheek,
"Babe, you are the best. You did help me. All those nights you snuck into my
room. I could not be alone, and I still can't. Because when I am I only see
that thing." She whispered, "You held me at night, you talked to me and assured
me that I would never be alone. You make me feel safe Jonathan."
He watched her as she spoke, watched her mouth turn into a smile when she was
done. "But, are you with me because you feel bad?" The words slipped out of his
mouth before he could even think about it. Jonathan swallowed, his mouth felt
dry. He needed water, but at this moment he was thinking of Nancy. He loved her
so much that it scared him sometimes.

Suddenly she was up on her feet, walking away from him. He stood up after her,
following her into the kitchen. She found a cup filling it up with tap water,
her back faced him, she did not want to look at him, how could he think such a
thing? She loved him so much, she would do anything for him no doubt about it.
How could he think she pitied him? She doesn’t even think she would be able to
function without him by her side, without his love.
Her house was by far the last place anyone would go if they wanted to love. Her
parents were stuck in a loveless marriage, barely even looking at each other.
Focused more on their dislike toward each other rather than their own kids.
There was no love for her there, sure she knew they did love her. They had to,
they were her parents, right? But they never showed it, not even to Holly. Her
baby sister was never alone, but never getting enough attention.
Being with Jonathan showed her what love really was. Watching his mom with her
sons opened Nancy’s eyes to see why love was so important. She took that lesson
to heart, telling Mike and Holly she loved them every chance she got. Mike was
a little taken aback by this at first, and she can’t blame him they were raised
by the same people after all.
Having Jonathan made her feel safe and happy, knowing there was always going to
be someone there who loves her. Steve loved her, she knew he did, but she never
felt the way about him as she does for Jonathan.
Keeping her composure together, she turned to look at him, watching him swallow
and look at the water in her hand. She giggled at this, “Cottonmouth…” She
smiled walking closer to him, handing him the cup. “You are so high Jonathan.
You should never get high alone if you're going to have thoughts like that.”
She stepped back from him and crossed her arms, “I am with you because I love
you dip shit.”
He shrugged, “I’m sorry. I was thinking too much, and I felt like I was glued
to the floor. I could not get back to you. I should have because now I can see
where I was wrong. I just could not stop thinking about Steve either, I feel
kind of bad for him.”
“Steve is not mad at us, you know that. He understands, and he is our friend
Jonathan.”

“You don’t think it's strange to be friends with someone you had sex with?” He
was uncomfortable when Nancy and Steve would hang out sometimes, even if he was
with them. “He still looks at you like he loves you, Nance. And I just feel
guilty. Like I took you away from him because you feel bad about what
happened.”

“What the hell is there to feel bad about?” She snapped, “Feel bad that I slept
with you? Feel bad that I fell in love with you, that I was with you and your
mom and not here with him and the kids? No, Jonathan, I do not feel bad about
those things, do you understand?” He made her pissed, she was rarely upset with
him, he did not like it when she was either. “Do you feel bad about those
things?”

“No, of course not.”

“Then why should I?” She turned away from him again, “Tell me why I should feel
bad when you don’t. Why should it be on me? I am not better than you Jonathan.”
He did not like this, not one bit. He will never smoke alone again if this is
where it got him, “Nancy I am sorry. I told you it was silly. I think its the
weed messing with my head. I know you love me. I love you too. I am sorry.” He
looked down at his feet, “I don’t want you to be mad at me. This weekend is
supposed to be about us, please what can I do to make this better?”

“I know it because of the pot but baby, you think about this sober otherwise it
wouldn’t have popped into your head.” She spun around on her heels looking for
the time on the clock, “It’s 3:40 am Jonathan. You need to get some rest.”

“I don’t want to go to bed until we’re okay,” Jonathan stated, feeling the haze
from the smoking lift.

“We are okay. You are just upset about something you are making up in your
head.” Nancy turned back to him, “Lets at least lay down in your bed and talk.
Its cold in here, and I think you’ll feel a lot better laying on me. So please
can we just lay in your bed together?”
===============================================================================

Jonathan was now on his back in his bed both his arms behind his head, Nancy
was on her side. One arm under her head, propping herself up lol ok on him. Her
other hand was stroking his bare chest, she had calmed down from before. She
talks herself down telling herself that he did have every right to feel the way
he had. Even if it was wrong.
“Nancy, I’m sorry for saying what I said. I know you love me. I just forget how
much you needed me too when this all started.” His high had faded away, he was
glad because he could think clearer now. “I just couldn’t stop thinking, it was
like I was stuck in a loop and my thoughts would not come down.”
“Please — never get high alone again.” She laughed. “Is it not better when I
was high with you?”

“I thought it would make me sleepy. But it did not.” He looked at her, her face
lit up only by the moonlight that was shining through his window. “It was a lot
of fun together though.”

“Let’s go to sleep and try it again tomorrow.” She suggested, “we have nothing
to do anyway. We can watch a movie and drink hot cocoa. I think it’s supposed
to be cold tomorrow.”

“That sounds like a solid plan.” He reached up to pull her in closer to him,
her shoulder crashing to his chest. “But I think first we should sleep. And
sleep in for the matter.” He yawned, wrapping his arm around her shoulder,
rubbing it softly. “I’m finally tired.”

She closed her eyes smiling, “oh good. Because I was going to give you a hand
job so you’d fall asleep.” Nancy placed a kiss on his neck. She enjoyed teasing
him, her fingers tracing the small patch of hair under his belly button.

Jonathan kissed her forehead smirking, “well suddenly… I’m not tired.” He
joked, his eyes fluttering struggling to keep them open.
“Go to sleep, I love you.” She whispered. “I do love you, please never forget
that. I’m not with you because I feel guilty, not for any reason other than I
love you, you make me feel safe and loved.”
Jonathan only hummed in response, hearing her but finally tired enough to fall
asleep. She let him sleep, drifting off not long after that.
===============================================================================
 
 
Nancy woke up around 12:30 the next day. They missed the whole morning, but
they did need the sleep.
She yawned with a stretch as she as up, turning to look at her sleeping
boyfriend. His mouth was open slightly, breathing deeply, laying on his back
with his hands resting on his naked chest. At some point during the night,
Nancy stole all the covers- she’s very famous for this when they sleep in the
same bed. He never complains, he claims he runs hot anyway.
Her eyes scanned his body, from his messy hair to the erection in his pants.
She wondered if he was dreaming of her, he rarely has a hard-on in the morning.
When he does, he usually gets embarrassed but she knows that it is normal for
guys to wake up like that. She tries to reassure him and tell her she wakes up
horny sometimes too, but there is no way to tell. And their conversation ends
with quiet morning sex, leaving them both happy and ready for the day.

They can never keep their hands off each other.

She leans down to kiss his cheek, “Can you wake up please?”

He shakes his head, “mmm.”

She attacked his face and neck with kisses until his eyes opened. “Oh good,
you’re up.” She smiled.

Jonathan groaned, “I am now. What do you need?”

“Nothing, it’s just later than we usually sleep. Aren’t you hungry? I’m
starving.” Nancy digs her head in between his shoulder and neck, “please get up
so I can make breakfast.”
“I don’t see why I have to be aware if you’re the one who will be cooking,”
Jonathan stated, normally he was not this grumpy when waking up he assumed this
was the aftermath of smoking. Better than a hangover, he was just very tired.

Nancy smiled, “because I like when you watch me. It’s cute. I like how cute you
are.” Her hand began to run down his chest stopping to tease one of his
nipples. He hummed, “Nancy, I am really tired.” He opened his eyes to watch her
hand wander further down his chest stopping short of the waistband of his
pajama pants. She started to kiss his neck her tongue flicking out in between
kisses.

She pulled away from him only for a second to readjust herself. She sat up on
her knees, reaching down to pull his shirt she was wearing off. She was not
wearing anything under it just a pair of lacy black panties. “What if I cook
like this? Would that get you out of bed?”

Jonathan’s only response was a low whimper, her body was so beautiful and he
doesn’t think he’ll ever get used to seeing her like this.
Nancy placed her hand on top of his thigh, his cock twitched at the site under
his pajama pants. “Will you get up if I help you out with this?”
Jonathan nodded quickly, “I’ll do anything you want.” He reached out to grab
her thigh.
Then she tugged his pants down to his thighs, letting his cock free. She moaned
with him as she grasped him in her hand, his hips bucked up. 
She was moving slowly, still standing on her knees next to him on the bed. She
was looking at him, watching his face trying to keep quiet.
She usually loved to watch him struggle to stay silent as she brought him to
release. But they were alone, she wanted to hear him. “No ones Home Jonathan.
You don’t have to be quiet so your mom or Will don’t hear. It’s just me right
now…”

he responded with an audible moan, “Nance…” his eyes met hers. He reached up to
touch her chest, twisting her nipple, watching her gasp. “Yes please touch me…”
Her hand sped up on his cock, feeling his precum dripping down.
Jonathan’s hand traced her curves down her body, stopping on her thigh. Nancy
looked down at him nodding, urging him to touch her. He pulled his hand back
trying to tease her, in return she squealed. “No fair… if you don’t touch me
I’ll have to do it myself.”
He felt his heart jump to his throat. He’s fantasized about her touching
herself before, wondering if she ever actually did. But as he watched her
finger's slip into her own panties, his thoughts stopped. "Oh fuck Nance..." He
jerked in her hand, hips bucking. He looked up at her with hooded eyes, her
eyes were closed and she was biting her lip, her fingers moving quickly,
rubbing her clit fast.

He was close, seeing her like this getting herself off did not help him hold
anything back either. Her hand on herself moved at the same speed her hand on
him was going, very fast.
Nancy opened her eyes, cumming as her fingers worked she moaned his name
loudly, "cum for me please." She said as he began to cum, making a mess in her
hands and on his sheets.
"Shit!" Jonathan yelled, breathing in deeply.
Nancy giggled and stood up with a wabble. "Okay, you clean up in here while I
start making us something to eat." She grabbed his sweater off the floor and
threw it on, reaching for her jeans too.
"Oh, no more cooking while you were just in panties?" He teased sitting up in
bed looking at his spoiled sheets, "Shit. Okay, I will clean this up, eat and
take a shower."
Nancy nodded, skipping out of the room to get started on breakfast.
 
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A couple hours rolled by, they ate hash browns, bacon and some eggs, his sheets
were in the dryer with a load of clothes. Now, it was around 3 am, they were
having a very lazy day today. The only activity either of them got was from
this morning and just an hour ago when Jonathan took Nancy from behind pressed
up against the shower wall. The first time they had shower sex, and it was very
complicated and tricky but they got it to work.
They went outside to smoke the remaining weed Nancy had brought with her. Star
Wars was playing on a random channel, so its what they chose to watch. Jonathan
was stretched out on the couch, legs resting on Nancy’s lap. Her hand was
subconsciously stroking his leg while her eyes focused on the tv.

“You know, Harrison Ford is a babe.” She said suddenly.

Jonathan snorted, “You think so?”

“Yes, I do. Have you seen Indiana Jones?” She waved at herself, as if too cool
herself down from heat. “I would totally leave you for him.” She joked.

“Yeah, right.” He reached to squeeze her hand, “I do not believe that. After
our conversation we had last night, you will never leave me. You can’t seem to
get your hands off of me either.” Nancy was always in charge in the bedroom,
and it is how he liked it. He had no idea what he was doing, but she did. And
she knew exactly what she wanted. “You are a tiny horny sex machine Nance.”

“Fuck you, Byers.” Nancy teased, “You’re right I wouldn’t leave you. You have a
really big dick. Why else do you think I am with you? Because I feel bad?” She
poked fun at him.
Jonathan just rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to the movie.

Nancy was going to prove him wrong, she was not a tiny horny sex machine...
Jonathan enjoyed the sex, she did too. But maybe they do have sex a lot more
than average. She really did not have anything to compare it too.

She did have sex with Steve a lot, but it was never as fun as it was with
Jonathan. Steve was in charge, and never tried anything new. It was always
missionary, always going down on each other, always when they were alone.

Jonathan and Nancy have sex every time they are alone sure, but they also had
sex when their parents were home and it always made it more exciting. Having to
be quiet so they don't get caught is so hard with his mouth between her legs.

Once they had sex in his room, with his door open.
She was bent over his bed him behind her. His back to the door, neither of them
able to see what was going on. They thought they were alone, but they heard
Joyce open the front door, "Hello?"
"Oh shit." Jonathan whispered, "Shit, Nancy, my mom is home. We have to stop,"
But he kept thrusting into her, going faster. Nancy covered her mouth with both
hands trying to keep quiet.
He fucked her harder and faster trying to get off before they got caught, he
reached down and rubbed her clit in time with his thrusts...

Nancy must have been spacing out for a while because suddenly Jonathan was
poking her cheek, and waving his hand in front of her face. "Earth to Nancy?"
She blinked, turning to him she smiled. He could see how high she was, her eyes
glossy, cheeks rosy, and a tiny smile on her mouth. "Sorry babe, I was just
thinking..." She giggled, "About the time you fucked me so fast because your
mom got home. Mmm, so fucking good. You came in like two minutes, all while
your mom was walking around your house. She could have walked around the corner
at any second to see you deep in me." As she was could see the need in his eyes
grow. 
Jonathan was kissing her mouth suddenly with need. She blinked caught by
surprise, but she leaned into it and kissed back.
Jonathan grabbed her side, pulling her onto his lap kissing deeper, his tongue
traced her bottom lip, slipping into her mouth.

Nancy eagerly and urgingly grounds her hips down into him, her hands tangling
in his damp hair.
He pulled back, a smirk on his mouth. She pouted at him, but then it clicked in
her head. "Oh, you tease. You just like to rile me up. Your point has been
made, but we aren't having sex."

"You're so high, Nance."

She sighed, "Jonathan, I may be high. But you're making me feel bad about
wanting you."

"hmm?" He ran his fingers down her back, "Bad? You shouldn't feel bad. I like
having sex, I can't even believe that you want me as much as you do. You're
unbelievable Nance, anything we do is new to me. I like exploring with you."
His words made her wet almost instantly, "Okay, your point is proven. Please
fuck me?"
Their clothes were off in minutes, lips everywhere, hands touching every inch
of skin they had to offer. Somewhere along the line, Nancy had laid down on the
couch her legs spread wide.
Jonathan already had a condom on, his fingers deep inside of her getting her
ready for him.
"Jonathan, oh fuck, how many times have you made me orgasm today?" Nancy
moaned, "You're so good at it baby. " She thrust up into his hand, gripping the
couch. "But I want to cum with you, please!"
That is all he needed to move his hand, gripping himself in his hand and
guiding myself inside of her. Watching her mouth make an, "O" shape. And he was
gone, pumping and thrusting fast. Nancy wrapped her legs around his hips
meeting his thrusts.
He was hitting just the right spot in her, her fingernails clawed at his back,
Jonathan's hot breath hitting her neck. She was screaming now, "Fuck!" She came
around him, but he was not ready to cum yet. He thrust into her as she came,
feeling her tighten around him. He felt the connection again, the one he had
last night. He was on every level with her, emotionally, physically, and
spiritually. He could feel her energy everywhere around him, "Nance, oh my g-
god." He reached down between them stroking her clit. 

"Baby, you feel so good." She whispered in his ear, "You are so amazing, I love
you so much." She bucked her hips up, trying to meet his thrusts

"Nan-- Nancy... Ohh, you're so tight. I am going cum soon." He moaned, "I love
you too." Jonathan gripped her hips, fucking her faster, watching her breasts
move. It was amazing how animalistic Nancy made him feel. He would have never
imagined having this much sex before her. He still can't wrap his head around
the fact she was even with him, let alone attracted to him.

He came into the condom, inside of her as she had her second orgasm. "Oh, God,
Nance..."
Nancy tried to catch her breath, holding him close to her. She kissed his head,
smiling.

He let out a long breath, "Do you think we will always be this crazy for each
other? Ready to jump each other at any second."

She knew he was still high because he was talking about the future. He's never
one to talk about it, always stating they do not know what's going to happen
next. She knew this was because he was convinced something was going to happen
again, or she was going to wake up and want out of the relationship.

"I sure hope so!" She smiled kissing him again, "When does your mom get home?"

"Tomorrow, I believe. Maybe Monday. She is with Hopper, after all, she says
things pop up with him, and she stays with Eleven while he's gone."
"Sure things pop up." Nancy laughed, "Like Hopper's dick for your mom!"

"Shut up!" Jonathan groaned, "At least they aren't here. He can't stay here
luckily because of Eleven. But I am glad because I like being alone with you."
"I like it too, let's finish the movie?"

"Yes, try not to touch me, but I know how hot Hon Solo makes you feel."

She slapped him lightly on the shoulder. "You shut up." She kissed him again,
holding him close. The heat of his body swarming her. "Let's just cuddle like
this." Proving her point that cuddling while high is the best.
Chapter End Notes
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