A Player's First Choice // Stenbrough

099 / Moving on

"Why do you have a knife?" "Why do you have more hickeys?"

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( NOT A SMUT IGHT. Plus when I saw moan it's not full-on ones. Yk what I mean 😂)

I open the door, he pushes past me.

I stare at the floor, I feel his arms go around my torso quickly. "Fuck." He whispers. He looks down at me, caressing my cheek with his thumb gently.

"I don't know I could last over a day without you. That was hell." He grins gently. Our lips connect gently. I pull away, furrowing my brows as I stare into his green eyes.

"No," I whisper. "Yes." "Fine," I whisper back as his hands grab onto the back of my thighs, picking me up gently. My back hits the wall softly.

"Denbrough, I know you're in there!" We stop for a moment. He smirks before making contact with my neck.

I make a noise. Leading Bowers to start banging on the door. "Don't touch him! He's mine!" He does it again, I become louder. "Bill stop he's gonna kill you." Bill shrugs kissing my jawline gently.

I begin to giggle as pure bliss fills my veins. "Fuck..." I mutter kissing him gently.

"Stan! You know he's tricking you! I love you! Not him!!" That makes both of us laugh, I gasp gently. "Fuck don't do that." I giggle as he bites me gently again.

"Fuck I missed kissing you." He whispers letting me down, pulling his shirt off quickly.

"Mhmm." I cup his cheeks, our lips move in sync. He moans slightly as our hips make friction. I pull him closer to me, he becomes louder.

"Stan." He chuckles leaning into kiss me again.

—Richie's POV

"What is this mullet-wearing mother fucker doing here?" I mutter reaching into the dash. "I swear to god Richie if there's a gun-" "I'm not that dumb Eds." I chuckle shoving the knife into my pocket.

"Stay in the car." "But-" I kiss him gently. "Fine." He chuckles locking the doors as soon as I get out.

"Tozier! Hey man. Where's Eddie?" He smirks. "Leave man, and leave him out of this." "You know. He's supposed to come see me later tonight. Can't wait."

"I'm gonna fucking stab him," I mutter. "Both Eds and Stan. Man would that be nice. Just to hear Eddie moan in my ear."

"I'm gonna stab a man today. That's great." I pull the knife out, he backs up.

"Woah Woah Woah. You can join if you want Tozier." He smirks. He stops smiling as I put the knife to his throat.

"Either you leave all of alone, or someone's gonna be paying for your casket." "I know he gives good head Tozier." "Damn right." I push it closer to his neck.

"I'd be more worried about who's in the house with Stan right now." He shrugs. "You better fucking tell me." I tower over him.

"It's only Mr. Denbrough. I'm getting a free show. Listening to Uris moan. It's great. I'm already getting har-" "I will fucking stab you." "Shit man calm down." He whimpers slightly.

"Leave." "Fine fine. Damn." I push him away as he stumbles. He stands at Eddie's window, knocking on it slightly.

"Leave him alone or this knife will be in your eye socket." He walks away. Eddie runs to me, his small arms wrap around my skinny torso gently.

"Fuck, Bill." I hear Stanley moan.

—Stan's POV

"Open the damn door." "Shit shit shit." I giggle pushing him away. I crack the door open slightly.

"Please tell me his pants are still on." "He never took them off." I rasp out opening the door. "Why do you have a knife?" "Why do you have more hickeys?"

"Moving on." Richie touches my neck and chest. "That's a bunch of slobber." "Oops." Bill chuckles grabbing water from the fridge, slight scratch marks on his back.

"You didn't fuck did you?" "Fuck no." Bill rolls his eyes, making his way into my room.