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Vienna

(cw; violence, minor injury, mild smut to uncomfortable sex, swearing.)

The cycle was unhealthy. Billy would get angry, Vienna would come over. They would fuck until he forgave her for whatever had happened, even if it wasn't her fault. Even if it had nothing to do with her she would always apologise and he would always forgive her. Billy didn't even wait until they made it to his room before he was grabbing her ass and lifting her around his waist. She didn't question it, she never did, but this time she knew what he was angry about. He thought she'd fucked Steve.

"Billy," She was out of breath, and could hardly get a word out considering Billy's tongue was half way down her throat., "I didn't.." He was sucking on her neck now, leaving marks. Claiming her. "I didn't fuck him."

He groaned against her neck and pushed her against the wall, "good." He continued to kiss down her neck, only taking the slightest moment to pull off her shirt. "You might not be mine, but you are most definitely not his. Got it?" Vienna didn't say anything, she just nodded, not even fully understanding what he said considering she was too focused on her nipple in his mouth. He slowly trailed his mouth back up her chest, all the way up to her ear, "good girl." His breath was hot, ragged against her skin.

She moaned into his mouth as they began to move over to the bed, he threw her down before climbing on top of her. Vienna wasn't sure if she even wanted to fuck him, but she knew she would. She didn't like telling him to stop. Not that she ever had, but she hated the idea of doing it. They both needed this tonight though. She was hurting and he was angry, she wouldn't stop him now.

He was desperate to feel her, she could tell by the way he struggled taking off his belt. Vienna ended up doing half the job for him before taking off her own joggers, not bothering with her underwear because she knew he liked doing that himself. His hands ran up and down her body and skimmed over her fresh stitches, he broke away from her momentarily. "You....Doctor?" He barely got the sentence due to his pants.

Vienna shook her head and he didn't question it any further, he probably assumed that she had figured out how to do it herself. She felt like she had lied, she hadn't really, she hadn't said enough for it to be a lie. Still, she felt guilty. Billy stopped procrastinating and pulled her underwear to the side, Vienna wasn't even wet. She didn't wanna fuck him. But she would.

She would because he needed this and so did she. She needed this so that she would be forced to think about anything other than him. He was all she could fucking think about and it was infuriating. She was hurting and needed a fucking distraction and if that had to be Billy then so be it, and she couldn't deny that Billy was a pretty good distraction. Billy was a good fuck and not awful with the aftercare either.

It didn't take him long to make Vienna wet in fairness, she was pretty easy to sway. It still felt wrong though, like she was using him. She had been using him from the start anyway, but now that she was using him so that she wasn't thinking about Steve Harrington, it felt wrong. Just as Vienna was getting into it, he pulled back.

"I really hope you're not fucking lying to me V, because honestly I don't know what I'd do if you left me for him." Vienna scrunched her eyes shut, the pain in his voice was so evident in ways she never would have thought she'd see. It hurt her to hear him talk about her like that. Like she was his when they both know she wasn't and wasn't going to be. "I want you to be mine." He sighed into the curve of her neck and began kissing down her body again.

No. "Ok..." Fucking people pleaser.

"Wait what." He pushed himself up again so that they were face to face.

"Ask me." For fucks sake you fucking stupid bitch what-

He stared at her in shock, what the fuck had she just done. "Vienna Ryder, will you be my girlfriend?"

She feigned a happy giggle and kissed him, she kept her smile bright. For him. For Billy. He needed this, needed her. She hated saying no to him, "Of course."

This shouldn't have been as hard as it was, a boy wanted her and she fucking hated it. They started moving again, Billy was grinding against her again with his entirely nude body rubbing against her incredibly thin panties. She pushed everything out of her mind and focused solely on the physical aspect of everything. It was hard, but she managed.

She moaned when he slipped inside her. It wasn't a real moan, but a moan nevertheless, and he fucking loved it. He always did, it definitely boosted his ego in some way. She would press constant, light pecks on his collarbone as he rocked into her, slowly getting louder and louder with her moans.

After about 15 minutes, whilst Vienna had been slowly building up to the performance of her life, Billy slammed into her particularly hard. She yelped out in pain, but not loud enough for Billy to notice something was wrong. Instead, when he heard it, he assumed it was out of pleasure and proceeded to do it four more times. Vienna was on the verge of tears when he stopped but he was paying no attention to her anyway. On the fourth one she felt her side loosen dramatically and knew that at least one of the stitches had snapped, fucks sake.

Still, she didn't stop him. He wouldn't have noticed. So she didn't say anything, or complain, she didn't even flinch. She just kept moaning until he thought she came, at which point he did too. This boy never fucking pulled out in time, but then again he refused to wear a condom so you win some you loose some. Just, minus the winning part.

Vienna couldn't have wiggled herself out from under him fast enough. She got off the bed and grabbed the joggers and shirt off the floor, she quickly began trying to pull them on.

Billy grabbed her hips and pulled her into his body, he was sweaty. "And where do you think you're going?" She gasped and prayed he didn't run his hand up her side to pull the shirt back off. He didn't.

"Home?"

"You're my girlfriend now..." She shuddered, "You're allowed to stay."

She dropped the joggers and allowed him to pull her back into his bed. She sighed, trying not to make her aggravation obvious. He laid his arm over her torso and she took a deep breath and smiled, just in case he was watching. The lights were already off, they were never turned on in the first place.

It didn't take long for Billy to fall asleep, Vienna considered sleeping herself until she remembered the burning pain in her side. She'd never forgotten it, but she was insanely aware of it now. It was the only thing she could feel and she needed to get out of that room because all she could smell was sweat and sex. She slowly lifted Billy's arm off of her side and slipped out from under the covers. Before she stood up she placed pillows over where she had been led, to replace the feel of her body in case he rolled back over in his sleep. She searched the floor for her joggers which were now nowhere to be found. Vienna gave up and accepted her fate, walking out the bedroom door, closing it behind her carefully. Only to see his little sister stood in the kitchen. She yelped in surprise and heard a groan come from the room behind her. Shit.

"Vienna?" She looked the girl in the eyes and shook her head.

"Nope. Max."

"Go to fucking sleep Maxine Jesus shut the fuck up." Vienna wanted to gag at the way he was talking to her.

"Mhm." Max hadn't broken eye contact with her once, Vienna admired her confidence. She was a pretty girl.

"I'm so sorry, thank you so much." She whispered as she walked past the girl and towards the front door, Max just smiled and continued to flick through whatever magazine she had been reading beforehand. She slipped on her trainers which he had left by the door and smiled back. As she closed the door behind her and the situation settled in, Vienna flushed red. That was absolutely mortifying.

She had just walked through her hook-up's house in nothing but panties and another boy's shirt and then bumped into his little sister, who couldn't have been older than Mike or Dustin, and now had to walk home half naked. Absolutely mortifying

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