Tell me, how does it feel to have my teeth in your heart?
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steve harrington x fem!oc
stranger things ╱ season 2-5
cross posted on ao3 by cosmiclovrs
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CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR Tender Is the Flesh
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RHIANNON LIU WAS nothing if not vengeful.
Blame it on her blood, steeped in old grudges and darker things. Or the devil, if you asked her twice. That was why she stood in the school parking lot, glancing over her shoulder for any wandering eyes. After confirming she was alone, she crouched beside the shiny Camaro, bubble gum popping between her teeth as she eyed the undercarriage.
This was no cause for concern. She wasn't going to killhim. Just... shake him up a bit. Maybe teach him a lesson. They might as well sanctify her!
"I should win an award for restraint," she muttered. Her nails were as sharp as knives as she sliced through a couple of wires. Not the emergency brakes. (Probably. Maybe? She wasn't totally sure.) Whatever. He would figure it out the next time he tried showing off his car and drifting like an idiot.
She dusted off her skirt, wedged the chewed-up sucker under the windshield wiper, and strutted off, humming with the indifference of someone who didn't just sabotage a beloved car.
The next victim required a sweeter approach. So, Rhiannon sat at her desk, a wicked grin creeping across her face as she wrote the note.
Can't stop thinking about you. Meet me at the bleachers. — R
Of course, Tommy paraded right into the trap, puffing out his chest, his usual arrogance on full display. "Were you serious about this?"
"Dead serious," she murmured, twirling a lock of her hair with excessive flair. "I've just been feeling so... lonely lately. I want to take you up on that offer."
Tommy scowled. "After the shit you pulled on my girlfriend? No way."
"Oh, c'mon, Tommy," Rhiannon coaxed, all low and silky, biting her lip. She began to circle him, each step slow, deliberate, the echo of a predator eyeing its prey. Her fingertip brushed over his shoulder, then slid down the length of his arm. "Don't you wanna have a little fun?"
