Northern Stars Are Flaming

Go Insane Like I Always Do

Dedicated to dixermarsyyyy for helping me with the plot of this story :)

A/N Smut

Stevie soon found herself pull up at Lindsey's condo, she somehow got there in a fit of crying and tears blurring her vision. She thanked her lucky stars she didn't crash, even though she hated herself so much, all she could see was Christine's hysterical face and hear her cries and screams in her mind and she felt sick and shaky, disgusted she had got so carried away, she felt like all she had done was ruin her relationship with Christine by being experimental in BDSM even if Christine appeared to enjoy it, Stevie still felt terrible, worried she had seriously hurt Christine .  She shakily got out of the car, Lindsey was the first person she thought of for some reason, maybe to vent to, to cry too, or because he was the only one she could go to who wouldn't judge her over Christine, well she assumed that anyway because in her eyes, her and Lindsey were both fuck ups. 

Lindsey heard the brakes squeal and he got of his couch, leaving a smouldering joint in his crystal ashtray with his guitar leant against the side table.   He raced outside and saw his distraught ex there, crying as she leant on the car "Stevie, what happened?" He asked racing down there and she looked at him, then launching herself into his arms and crying "Stevie talk to me!" He begged, worrying.

"I cant, I am a horrible person, all I do is hurt people!" She gasped and cried more.

"No, Steph, just try be calm, just talk to me, what's happened, did someone die, you are acting like you have done something bad, did you murder someone?"  He asked forcing a laugh to try and cheer her up.  He was mad with her, he missed her as his lover but he still and always would hate seeing her upset, his anger melted when she was like this and he felt the same love where he just wanted to protect her from the cruel wild world, still seeing her as the seventeen year old he met in senior year.

"I murdered Christine's clit!" Stevie shouted pulling back and glaring at him.  Lindsey was confused and looked at her trying not to laugh.

"You what?" He asked, wondering if he heard right.

"Just forget it, its too late, I fuck up everything even Christine's poor pussy!" She snapped and walked off past him, entering his home and soon finding a bottle of whiskey, quickly opening it and drinking it with large gulps that burnt her throat and left her breathless, instantly going to her head and making her feel even higher.

"Stevie stop it, I fucking love you and you are freaking me out, we all know the dildo tore her open, but she was ok about it!" He exclaimed walking over and grabbing the bottle, the whole situation was weird to him. 

"Don't take that from me, I want to hurt!" Stevie yelled, stomping her foot like a child throwing a tantrum, which was why Lindsey found it hard to take her seriously.

"Why?" Lindsey snapped tugging at he bottle.

"I hurt everyone!" She exclaimed.

"Everyone hurts everyone, granted you did break my heart and are now fucking Christine and breaking her pussy!" Lindsey sniggered "We all hurt people though in different ways, different strokes for different folks!"

"Don't be fucking nice to be then, hit me!" Stevie yelled, the drugs and newfound wiskey taking over her "I want to hurt to!"

"Stevie stop it!" Lindsey soothed and was shocked when he felt a hard slap to his face.

"Go on, hit me Lindsey, I fucking need it!" She screamed and watched as he stared at her, his blue eyes like a storm with a  mix of swirling blues and greys "Tell me you hate me, hurt me like I hurt everyone, you hate me don't you!"

"Stevie, I fucking love you!" Lindsey exclaimed and grabbed her, pulling her against him and smashing his lips against hers, grabbing one of her legs and wrapping it around his waist as he shoved his tongue into her mouth and she just let him take control, becoming like a rag doll.  

She didn't want him to stop, she wanted to feel, she wanted to forget about Christine and how much she hurt her.   Lindsey felt Stevie starting kissing him back, which aroused him and have him incentive and he pushed her over to the lounge, tearing at her dress as she wrapped her arms around him and swirled her tongue about his in their joined mouths. 

He laid her down and pulled back, unzipping his jeans and pulling her dress open and her underwear down as they locked eyes, lost in lust "Stevie?"

"Stop fucking around!" She screamed and went to hit at him again but he grabbed her hand, then managed to pin both of her wrists above her hands "Fucking hurt me, I don't care anymore!" She bellowed and he used his free hands to lift her ass up and pushed one of her legs away to access her dripping wet centre. 

"Fine, if you fucking want to feel something, I will make you feel something!" He exclaimed and suddenly thrust himself into her hard as he could.  She threw her head back and yelled out, feeling his cock stab into her and smash into her cervix.   He released her wrists and grabbed her hips, starting to go faster and she slung her arms over his shoulders "You want to feel again, so do I, I fucking missed you Stephanie, we belong together, we hurt people and we hurt eachother, we love eachother, the passion is there, we can be ourselves and understand eachother like no one else!" He said huskily running a hand through her hair.

"Well fuck me so hard I cant walk!" She ordered almost hissing the words at him and he grabbed her hips and started thrusting in and out of her fastly, the room was filled with their moans and gasps and they both moved quickly against eachother, kissing furiously as the legs of the lounge scraped against the floor from how quick and violent their lovemaking became.  

Within moments, Stevie yelled out as Lindsey's hard cock slammed into her cervix time and time again. She shook and gasped, almost unable to breathe and Lindsey yelled out, squeezing and digging his nails into her hips as he exploded his warm release inside of her, coating her inner walls that seemed to be convulsing and spasming.  They both gasped for air, not moving as they climaxed and were lost in the euphoric daze, becoming one again and being true to what they would always be. Stevie started passing out as she came down from the climax, but saw Lindsey's expression and became angry as his blue denim eyes reminded her of Christine's ones that sparkled like Bombay sapphire "You asshole!" she snapped feeling guilt as she caught her breath more and looked at Lindsey's face that was beading with sweat.

"Dont be a bitch now, you wanted it!" He snapped back 'Fucking begged me for it!" 

"Fuck you!"

"You just did!" He stated and she slapped him, then he grabbed her wrists "Do you want me to hit you back, is that it, something new that turns on since you have become some kinky lesbian!"  He exclaimed. 

"Piss off, hit me then Lindsey, make yourself feel good!" She spat bitterly "We hate eachother anway!"

"If we do hate eachother or love eachother, is it that bad?  Love and hate have the same passion, hence why my dick is in you!" He exclaimed and pulled out of her, then slammed himself back into her making her yell out.

"We are bad people then!" Stevie gasped, panting. 

"Too late for both of us kindred spirits, we belong together!" He grinned and hungrily started sucking and kissing her neck as he started fucking her slower.

"We do!" She shuddered, running her nails up his back.  She felt too crazy to be with Christine, she would only keep hurting her. In her high state of mind, she felt she only would ever belong with Lindsey and it was too late, she had been with Lindsey and hated herself more.