Stranger Things What Ifs

Chapter Seventy Four

What if....Lucas was Max's senior high school teacher that she was greatly attracted to? (Smut) (Continues from chapter seventy three)

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"Lalalalalalalalalalalalala!"

Max keeps singing horribly as Lucas carries her out of the bar, everyone just looking at the scene with either muffled laughs or just shaking their heads, really not most of them paying any mind to the matter because they have seen many situations like this, or worse.

Lucas clenches his jaw though, because it pisses him off. All he wanted was a quiet day, a quiet weekend and for him to have a beer while watching the game. True, he knows he could've done that at home but he likes the bar experience, he has always been going to bars on his own to relax while watching the game.

Not tonight though.

"I still wanna drink!" Max pouts.

Lucas opens the passenger door of his car, him bringing Max off of his shoulder effortlessly. "Get in the car."

"No I wanna drink!" Max says, trying to brush pass him.

"Max..."

"Out of the way!"

"Get in the car."

"Drink!"

"No drink. In the car now."

"No."

Lucas pulls her inside of the car while she tries to fight. Her hands going on his chest in a pushing manner, her legs kicking.

"No—"

"You listen to me." Lucas sneers while his hand suddenly goes to the bottom of her face to grip it tightly, a little sound leaving her from the action while she looks at him. "I've had it with you Max. You are going to sit here, keep your mouth shut while I drive you home, and we are having a talk with your parents understand?"

"Booo!" Max drags out.

She whimpers a little when he grips the bottom of her face harder, her lightly closing her eyes. When she opens her eyes she can see the glare and anger in his eyes, her lightly gripping the small arm rests on either side of the passenger seat, her thighs lightly clamping together from the rush of blood she feels all gather at one particular place.

Lucas roughly lets go of her face, Max letting out a little sound as he does. He closes the door in a light slamming manner, him rounding the car and getting in the drivers side.

He sits there for a moment, his jaw being tight from him clenching it so hard, making the line of his jaw more sharp then it already is. He grips the steering wheel, because her smell it is not doing anything to help him right now, and he just feels himself getting more pissed off. "Where do you live?"

"I'll guide the way." Max points ahead of her.

Lucas just shakes his head, him cranking up the car before he begins to drive. One of his hands is on the gearing stick since he drives a 5-Speed, his other hand being on the wheel. "Max what were you thinking? If you were alone that guy could've just taken you without your consent."

"Technically I did tell him I would go with him but I lied saying I was going to go to the bathroom when I saw you." Max admits honestly with a shrug of her shoulders.

"Yeah? And what if he put something in your drink?" Lucas glances over at her, Max just clenching her jaw while looking ahead of her. "What if you had no means to defend yourself Max?! What if I haven't of been there Max?! What then?!"