"Eddie, stop squirming!" I try to hold him still as I wipe the dried blood from his face.
"I can't help it. It hurts!"
"You know, I think he broke your nose." I lean in for a closer look. It doesn't look that bad, but his nose is still dripping blood. "You should really just let me do this my way."
"I'm fine. It's just a few bruises." He tries to play it off like it looks worse than it is.
"A few bruises, a couple cuts, and a broken nose. Yeah, you're fine." I roll my eyes at him and shake my head.
"Hey, he fought dirty, but did you see what I did to him?" He stands and grabs a tissue, carefully blowing his nose clear off anymore blood.
"No. I stayed outside. I didn't want him to see me. He thinks I'm a witch. I think walking back in there would have made it worse." I stand up and make my way to his side.
"Why didn't you just hit him with your powers before he had the chance to hurt you?"
"There were witnesses. He said he'd gut me before I had a chance." I look away from him. I know what I should have done, but the fewer people who know what I can do, the better. Jason already threatened me with a witch hunt before, I don't need his friends knowing what he says about me is true.
Eddie wraps his arms around me. I instinctively hug him back. "I get it, princess. One day, you might have to fight back. Hit him with all you've got."
"I know." I mumble as I press my face against his shoulder, not wanting to think about it anymore. While I hug him, I use my ability to slowly heal him. I try to do it slow enough that he won't notice until he's back to one hundred percent.
He takes me by the hands and looks at me. I feel like he's staring into my soul if I even have one. "Thank you."
"Thank me?" I blink at him, completely confused.
"Don't act like I don't know what you were doing." His smile lights up the room. I look down as I make little circles on the floor with my toes.
"Sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for, angel."
Eddie leads me back to the couch, where we both take a seat cuddling up together. His arms wrap around me as mine wrap around him. It's so peaceful, just the two of us alone.
He leans in closer, placing soft kisses on my shoulders, moving to my collar bone and up my neck. A shiver runs through me, but I'm feeling hot.
"Mine." His voice is low in my ear. His hands travel down my sides and under my skirt.
"Yours." I softly moan in response. I am fully his.
I let him make quick work of removing my unwanted undies as he slips them from my legs and tosses them to the side.
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He pulls me up onto his lap, my legs either side of his, before we start passionately making out. His hands travel up and down my back as mine do the same on his sides. It isn't long before I feel him growing under me.
I give his bottom lip a nibble as I undo his belt and zipper, freeing him from his pants. His soft moans into my mouth as I stroke him set me on fire.
Eddie lifts me up and positions himself under me before slowly pulling me back down. The sweetest sounds escape both of us as he stretches me perfectly.
I gently rock myself back and forth, lifting myself slightly up and back down slowly. His hands rest on my hips, squeezing every now and then. I cup his face in my hands as our lips meet again for just a moment.
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The Freak and The Angel
Fanfiction(18+ contains sex, drugs, abuse, s/h, s/a, trauma.) "Angel" is a young girl from Hawkins lab who receives help escaping. She comes across a 10 year old Eddie Munson, who is injured. She helps him, and in turn, he helps her. His uncle Wayne "ado...