Stranger Things Imagines

SMUT: Max [2] - fem!reader (she/her)

Max threw her head back in a laugh, for you just told a joke that she seemed to find hilarious. You had thought, like many times before, that if it were anybody else that you had told the joke to, they would've stared blankly at you. But it was Max who was cracking up, so that's all that mattered.

Max had a big, wide smile and white-ish, straight, clean teeth. You didn't exactly have that healthy of teeth, but they were taken care of enough; you brushed them every morning and night. Max had pink-tinted lips that shined if you looked at them from a certain angle. They always turned slightly white when she smiled from the tightness of her lips.

She had red hair that she normally wore up in a low bun since the Billy incident. You missed when she wore it down because it reminded you of when she was happy, but she still looked very pretty - no, beautiful. Max is very beautiful.

You honestly forgot what joke you made ten minutes later into the movie - probably something about how they were incest because the movie was The Blue Lagoon, which you two weren't supposed to be watching due to your parent's restrictions but were anyway - but it didn't matter. All you could focus on was the girl beside you, who paid too much attention to the movie to notice you staring. When she turned her head to comment on something, she was surprised to see you already looking at her; it was written all over her face. You sheepishly turned away and said, "Sorry."

She laughed then smirked. "Staring, are we?"

You nodded shyly. Damn, this girl made you nervous. "Yeah, sorry. I couldn't help it. You're very beautiful."

She paused and could tell her original facial expression morphed into something new; you couldn't tell if it was a good different or not since you weren't looking at her. After a moment, she finally asked, "So you think I'm beautiful?" She spoke with a dreamy, soft touch to her voice that almost came out in a whisper.

You turned to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed a red-pink, similar to the color of her hair. You found it - her - very attractive, so you responded, "Yes," in the same tone as she.

In a flash, as fast as a gnat flying across your face, she smashed her lips onto yours. You hummed in surprise, but soon melted into the contact. This kiss was different from all the others. Normally she asked if you wanted to kiss, which was completely normal in the friendship, but this time she didn't. All the other times you two have practiced making out together, she started off slow, careful not to rush into things. This time, she started off by passionately kissing you; her hand was on your cheek and she seemed to be ready to use tongue in a couple of seconds.

You had a feeling that everything was going to change after this.

Max broke the kiss for only a second, looking into your eyes as if asking for consent to continue on. You immediately nodded. For you, there was no need for her to ask for consent to kiss you; you've told her a million times already that if she wanted to kiss you, it was okay with you to smash her lips on yours, and you'd go with the flow.

Maybe that was what she was doing: She felt a little bit more affectionate than usual because of your compliment, so she kissed you. Yeah. Yeah, that was it. There was no way she could return your feelings...

Max ran the hand she had on your cheek through your hair and to the back of your head. It enabled her to push you onto her more if that was even possible. She suddenly stuck her tongue in your mouth, surprising you. You let her roam and do her thing before something in you clicked: You wanted to kiss her even more passionately than she was doing you.

You closed your mouth, forcing her tongue out of you. She looked at you shocked as a string of saliva connected her tongue to your mouth. You both wiped it away with a near-by blanket. After that was taken care of, you pushed her down onto your bed, making sure her position was comfortable: head on pillow, nothing else under her. You climbed on top of her, pushed her hair back out of her face, and started to kiss her again.