it imagines.

stanley

"stan, come on, you've gotta study."

he was flipping through my little song notebook, reading the lyrics and the songs i had written about him. i didn't really care at this point, as we'd been dating for a while and he knew how i felt about him.

after he finished, he set it on the table and got up, stretching. "i'm bored, y/n, can we go do something? go to the quarry maybe?" i shut the torah and sighed. "fine, you little shit, do you want to go get ice cream?"

he grinned and nodded, grabbing my hand and taking me upstairs to grab money. however, his dad, who wasn't a fan of me, began to walk out of his office. quickly, stan shoved me into a nearby closet before following and shutting the door quietly.

i began to focus on his breathing, and we were rather close to each other. i could almost feel stan getting turned on, but i didn't dare to try to leave the small closet.

his hand slowly snaked to my lower back, and he pulled me closer to him. my breathing hitched as he pressed his lips to mine. he started gentle at first, but he gradually got more rough.

he pulled away for a second and pulled my shirt down, revealing my collarbones. he began to bite and suck all along them. i whimpered a little as he left many marks, but mainly stayed quiet. i grasped his shirt and he smirked. his grip on me tightened as he began to get even more rough.

suddenly, the door swung wide open, and light flooded in. we sprang apart, and i blushed deeply. richie was standing in the doorway, his jaw hanging wide open. eddie peeked around him and automatically reached for his inhaler, wheezing.

"y-y/n a-are those f-f-fucking hicke-eys?" bill stuttered out, pointing at my still-revealed collarbones. i mumbled something incoherent and looked at my feet. "bill, it's my fault, i started kissing her and-" bill cut him off, fuming. "u-uris, if you d-do it again, i'll c-c-cut your dick o-off. our m-mom is gonna lose her shit on y/n."

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possible part two lol bye