It (2017) || Imagines ||

Daddy Lessons || Richie Tozier

Requested by fxckac  lol
You are older in this Imagine, about 18/19 or so
Things get a bit kinky but there's nothing too inappropriate (sorry)
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The 14th of February marked the one year anniversary of Richie Tozier asking you to be his girlfriend. Richie freaking Tozier. The rude, annoying, inappropriate yet weirdly cute trashmouth you had grown up with. You moved to Derry with your family when you were ten, and had been his neighbour for eight years. On your first day of school, you ran into none other than Henry Bowers; not yet as threatening as he became in his teenage years, but still terrifying, and he couldn't wait to pick on the new girl. He cornered you in the boy's bathroom when you mistook it for the girl's, and as he and his friends closed in, Richie stepped in. It wasn't as heroic as it sounds, as he ended up with a black eye and a broken nose while you escaped with a bust lip, but still, he had stepped in to help you. And from that day on, you were infatuated.

So at 10:50 when the phone rang, you couldn't help but smile widely as you answered.

"Good evening, mi lady," Richie said in a terrible British accent. You laughed.

"Good evening, good sir," you answered in an equally ridiculous voice. "Happy Valentines Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day. Sorry I haven't had the chance to say it till now," he apologised. In fairness, you had both been extremely busy today.

"It's okay. What are you-"

"I'm going to give you your gift," he interrupted. You could see him smirking on the other side of the phone. You raised an eyebrow.

"Gift?" You weren't really much of a believer in Valentines Day and so never really interested in gifts on the day.

"Consider it an Anniversary present. Give me two minutes," Richie said, then suddenly put the phone down. He held it to your ear for a few moments before putting it down. What was he up to?

You stood up and walked around your room. You could hear your parents snoring in the next room, so you were the only one awake.

Knock knock.

Your heart skipping a beat, you jumped, and turned to see Richie at your window. You breathed and walked over as he knocked. You lifted the window up and he climbed in, falling and landing on your floor with a thud.

"Oh my god, Richie shut up," you rolled your eyes. "My parents are asleep in the next room!" You whisper.

"Nuh uh," he jumped up, "your daddy's right here and he's wide awake," he winked. You laughed and put a hand on his chest, bringing yourself closer, and kissed him.

"Shut it, dipshit, and sit down."

He leant in for another kiss, but by then you had moved and gone to sit on your bed, causing him to stumble. You laughed. He sat opposite you on your bed and bounced on it.

"Hm, springy," he said with a wink.

"I don't think so. Not right now, anyway," you replied with your own wink. You turned to face him and crossed your legs, reaching a hand out to hold his face.

"You know," you looked him dead in the eye, "I think you're really hot," you said with a straight face, before bursting out laughing. Richie put a finger to your lips and fell backwards, pulling you with his legs so now you were kneeling over him.

"I thought you said your parents were asleep," he whispered with a grin. You bit your lip and stifled another laugh.

"Shit."

Richie looked up at you.

"What's up?" You asked. He smiled.

"You're kinda cute when you laugh."

"Kinda?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Really hot."

"That's what I thought."

"And I'm glad I picked you."

You smiled.

"Aw, Richie Tozier, did you just say something sweet?"

"Maybe," he grinned. You smirked at him and brought your lips to his.

"Well I'm glad you picked me too. I have been waiting since 5th Grade." He raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"I've been wanting to have you since 6th."

You both laughed quietly. Richie looked up at you and you stared at him.

"I'm very infatuated with you, you know Tozier," you said.

"Infatuated? Hm, I don't think that's the correct word," he shrugged.

"Fine, dipshit. I love you," you said.

"I love you too."

You brought his head closer to yours as you kissed him passionately, running your hands through his hair. His hands moved from beside you and snaked up your shirt. You stopped kissing for a moment to catch a breath, then attacked his lips once again. Your hands tugged at his shirt. He pulled away quickly and moved his arms, pulling his shirt off in one swift movement. You rolled over on your bed so now he was on top and you were laid down.

"Richie..." you whispered as he kissed you once more. You couldn't think of a better way to spend tonight. Here, with him-

"What the fuck? Is that the Tozier boy from next door?"

The door flew open and your dad marched into the room. With a girly shriek, Richie jumped backwards and pulled his shirt on quickly.

Your father stood in the doorway, his arms folded. You sat up.

"Well dad... this is Richie."