My Number One (001/Henry Creel/Vecna x Reader)

Enjoy the Ride

"What do you mean?" I asked, starting to panic as the 'Demodog' continued to make its way towards us.

"You have to admire my innovation," said Mr Ballard, actually smiling now.

"You're not saying we need to ride that thing, are you?"

Mr Ballard looked away from the Demodog, now at me instead. "Well, if you really don't want to ride the Demodog, there is another option..."

"Yes please, anything other than this."

Mr Ballard genuinely laughed, which I was sure was a first. "I'll tell you later, but you need to give this a go, Twelve."

"Or I could go back through the portal and leave you," I threatened.

"Then I'd just have to send a Demodog through to get you, so you wouldn't be getting out of anything," he said, smiling again.

He snapped his fingers, and I almost jumped out of my skin when the Demodog came springing towards us, but it stopped inches away, sitting on its hind legs. Mr Ballard then grabbed me by my waist and pulled me onto the back of the Demodog, before sitting on it behind me, reaching his arms past me and holding the Demodog's neck.

I was crushed between two things I was afraid of—the Demodog and Mr Ballard. When I peered my head around, Mr Ballard was so tall behind me, pressing into my back. He shuffled up further, so that he was pushing into my butt, too. He groaned quietly.

Then, Mr Ballard whistled again and the Demodog began to run. The streets flew past us in a blur as the run turned into a gallop, and I had never felt wind so fresh and crisp against my skin in my entire life. I took everything in as much as I could, but with our speed, I couldn't see much. This was magical. I was sure there was nothing like this in the normal world. Well, sure, there were horses, but we had the entire Upside Down to ourselves. We didn't have to stay on the side of the road for cars, or look out for pedestrians...the world was just ours.

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Soon enough, we were out of the way of any streets or houses, just a wooded road. Then, the Demodog turned a corner off the road and into the woods itself. Woodland in the Upside Down was just as beautiful as it was in the real world, in my opinion. Though more blue than green, and more slimy than dry, it was beautiful in its own way. Deep into the woods, we reached a clearing, and in that clearing was, in fact, a lake.

I had never seen one before in my life. The only natural body of water I knew of was the ocean as I had spent my childhood near it, so this was something new. "Is this the...lake?" I asked, trying to remember the word.

"Yes," said Mr Ballard, gently helping me off the Demodog.

It was lovely. The Upside Down was quite a dark place, and I knew now that it wasn't due to the time of day, because it was daytime in the real world now. This meant that the lake wasn't a pale blue like the ocean I grew up with, but a dark blue, reflecting the deep, foggy sky.

Mr Ballard stood beside me and reached for my hand. He just held it, like Papa used to do sometimes. He smiled at me, too, which was nice. He wasn't usually this gentle.

We began walking towards the lake, and then stopped in front of it. "Have you ever swam before?" Mr Ballard asked softly.

"I used to swim in the ocean," I said in a quiet voice, looking up at him. "And in the pool for some of Papa's experiments."

Mr Ballard said nothing, but turned to face me instead. He let go of my hand, and reached for his shirt which was coated in dirt. He pulled it over his head, and then moved onto his trousers next. He pulled them down, and I watched. I had never seen what men had underneath.

Then, he reached for my dress and pulled it off. He could see my chest move with how deeply I was breathing, and how fast my heart was beating. He looked at me for a few moments, taking in what he was seeing, and then placed his hand on my chest, moving it down slowly until it sat on my waist. Using it, he guided me towards the lake, and we stepped in.

It was a little cold, but not as cold as the ocean used to be. It was cold enough, though, to harden my nipples. We continued to walk in deeper, until Mr Ballard was waist-deep, and I was chest-deep.

We faced each other, and Mr Ballard reached his other hand to hold the other side of my waist, and pulled me in against him. For the first time in a while, he kissed me.

His hands moved from my waist to my back, pulling me tighter against him, and his claws started to scratch. I reached for his neck and embraced him back. Between kisses, Mr Ballard breathed heavily, groaning, with his eyes shut.

He started to get desperate, crushing so hard into me I was struggling to stay on my feet. With all of the movement, the water was splashing around us, dripping down my chest. Eventually, with Mr Ballard pushing me, we moved towards the edge of the lake, and I was shoved against a rock.

Then, a sensation I had never felt before in my occurred in my fufu region...and then I knew what Nancy had been doing with her boyfriend that time.