Trigger warning: If you don't want to read smut/ lemon, skip this chapter (even though it's juicy af and you might wanna read it anyway :)
It had been a week since Lucas had seen Max. After that day, she had gone on a trip to California to see her dad. She was having mixed emotions about it, and Lucas told her that if she ever need to stay with him, she could. But she went, and she was coming back today. Lucas was stretched out on the sofa, drinking New Coca-Cola, when there was a knock on the door. He shot up to answer it, and sure enough, it was her. Lucas embraced Max tightly. She laughed.
"Someone missed me."
"You know I did." He kissed her deeply, then he paused to look at her bewildered and beautiful face. He pulled her closer to him and kissed her again, burying his hand in her hair and sliding the other one up her sweatshirt. She blindly closed the door behind her as they stumbled around the coffee table and onto the couch. Max broke the kiss, breathing heavily.
"Is anyone else home?"
Lucas shook his head. "How was your trip?"
"Good. Really good." She smiled. Lucas sat up with Max in his lap and leaned forward, slightly lifting her chin up with his finger. He began to kiss and suck on her neck, and she gasped, gripping a fistful of his hair.
"Lucas..." Max shifted her body weight forward. Lucas' breath hitched at the sudden friction and Max noticed. So she did it again. A grunt escaped Lucas' lips. He held onto her thighs as she grinded on him slowly and when she pitched forward this time, Lucas tilted his head back and sighed. He pulled Max's over sized sweatshirt up over her head and marveled at the sight of her; her top half was fully bare and he'd never seen her without at least a bra on. She crossed her arms self-consciously.
"No, it's okay,"Lucas said, still entranced. He moved her arms away from her breasts and started leaving trails of kisses along her chest and collarbone. The second he moved back , Max took his shirt off, revealing dark, chiseled abs. She ran her hands along his torso a couple of times, then she slid down and started to untie the knot in his basketball shorts. He grabbed her hand.
"Are you sure you wanna do this? It's-- It's your first time.""
"Yes," she replied, never breaking eye contact. He let go of her hand and she continued to take off his shorts.
"Because if you don't want to,you don't ha---ahh."
Max began to pump him languidly with her right hand, and he forgot his name. All thoughts of the sort ---all thoughts of ANY sort--- melted into nothingness once Max started. After a minute or two, she encased her lips around his member, causing him to groan. His head was back, and he felt his face getting hot. Her head bobbed up and down in a rhythm that was steady, then quick, then steady, then slow. Lucas bucked his hips a little. This caused Max to gag. Lucas instantly sat back.
"Sorry, babygirl. I was impatient."
Max simply shook her head and resumed. She picked her head up and swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock a few times. This made Lucas become unhinged. He grunted and closed his eyes tightly as Max took his entire length in her mouth. She slid up and down, while using her hand.
"M-Max..."
She picked her head up and looked at him with those innocent baby blues, never halting her right hand's rhythm.
"Max I'm gonna...I--" Lucas came, and it got all over Max's chest , neck, face and hands.
Max got up and went to the bathroom to wash up a bit. Lucas , still fully naked, followed her in. She took of her shorts (She wore blue hipster panties that said 'babygirl' across the cheeks)
"Let's go upstairs." They both said, all of a sudden.
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Lucas' room never ceased to amaze Max, no matter how many times she came up here. All the action figures in rows on the bookshelf, all the cassette tapes neatly stacked in the corner, the Galactica and Pac-man posters. It was like he would forever be a child... in some ways.
Lucas interrupted her thoughts by picking her up and dropping her onto the bed. Then he straddled her and whispered in her ear: "MY turn." Max shivered. Lucas spread Max's legs open, and slid two fingers in slowly. Max winced.
"You okay?" He asked
"Mmhm."
When he pushed a little deeper, Max cried out in pleasure. He started moving his fingers in and out, faster and faster, and then the most odd thing occurred: He stopped.
"Lucas... why'd you stop?"
"Don't worry." Lucas leaned over to to nightstand and pulled the drawer open. He grabbed a condom and ripped open the packaging, then slid it on. "We're gonna need this."
He positioned himself above her and entered in smoothly. Max's eyes rolled back, and she held tight to the sheets.
Lucas increased speed as he went deeper, hitting that same spot from before. Max screamed, digging her fingertips into Lucas' back.
"Ohh, mmy God."
"Maaax."
She threw her head back and moaned loudly, wanting more and more of him in her. Lucas took Max's hands and intertwined their fingers together as he bucked into her relentlessly. Lucas bit back a moan, stifling it once but not the second time.
"Max, I think I..."
"Do it."
He came first, then Max, and she laid there,with him still inside her feeling him throb and him feeling her heartbeat.
"Welcome home, Max."
Silence.
"Thanks, Lucas. I love you," She mumbled.
"What'd you say?"
Silence.
"I said thanks."
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Lumax~Stranger Things by phantom_fandom
Fanfiction17 years old. Steam and fluff. I own plot. I don't own characters. Enough said. Now read