Worst Of You

No.17

an: if imma be honest, idk what im doing anymore.

OKAY SO, THIS IS A VERY VERY NSFW SMUTTY CHAPTER BECAUSE IK YALL ARE SMUTTY BITCHES (they are of age btw) BUT IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE JUST SCROLL UNTIL I FINISH IT BC I WILL HAVE FLUFF AFTER IT'S DONE
im not bothering with capitals
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moments passed, the music bass from downstairs filled the room with a muffled effect, stan tugged the edge of his collar, "fuck it's hot." he said chuckling nervously, richie shook his head with a grin, "just shut up and kiss me." stan was then pulled in by the smaller one and their lips connected once again in a rough yet passionate way, stan's hand immediately went to grab his waist pulling richie into his lap as this kiss quickly escalated into  a heated make out.
saliva was being swapped between the two, both gripping and grabbing onto one another as they exchanged desperate grinds tearing off pieces of clothing poorly to throw them across the room. richie looked down at stan who was now practically half nude with a smile on his face, "god.. you are just.. wow.." his hands trailed across his shoulders while soft pants were heard between the two, stan flushed a red looking away smiling as well, "still as flirty as i remember."
the now green haired idiot winked at him with a giggle, he took off his glasses that were still the same from weeks ago before sitting them on the bedside table.
stan ran his hands up the sides of the other's body which made him shiver filling his arms and legs with goose bumps, richie looked into those hazel eyes as stan gently kissed his chest. leaving hickeys wherever he could making the boy on top blush and whimper. a smirk plastered onto his face before switching so he could now top.
"are you sure?" stan asked laying a hand on the waistline of richie's black boxers earning a nod, "only if you want it as well."

so it happened atlast.
they both pressed their foreheads together, the sheets underneath them becoming saturated in sweat and a mess, moans coming from the two filled the room but was drowned out from the loud heavy music playing in the background. sloppy yet lust filled kisses were exchanged on both ends, both almost being covered in love bites and the other's scent.
stan sat his head in the crook of richie's neck kissing it up to his ear, muttering sweet things to the boy.
"i love you.." he breathed out, "i always have i always will."
richie's head dropped back whilst those magnetic eyes of his rolled back feeling a soft that drove him crazy get hit over and over with each loving thrust, "i-i love you too stan..." he managed to get out after his third attempt. richie wrapped his arms around the boy on top, his nails that were coated with chipped off black nail polish clawed into stan's back sending pleasure and pain through. stan leaned down and gently bit onto the soft spot of the bottom's neck driving him crazy causing his moans mixing with whimpers to get louder. he left a huge mark/love bite on his neck as richie returned the favor by leaving his claw marks onto his back, they were deep enough to draw small bits of blood which stan didn't have a problem with, it only encouraged him to go faster.
finally, the two reached their climates. stan collapsed onto richie laying his sweaty curly hair on his chest whilst both of their arms fell to the side to hold each other's hands. loud pants were heard between the boys, richie laid his head back in attempt to catch his breath.

~~~~~~FLUFF SCENE FOR THOSE WHO SKIPPED THE SMUT~~~~~~~~~~~~

ALTHOUGH I DO WANT TO SAY THERE IS A TRIGGER IN THE NEXT PARAGRAPH

neither exchanged a word as a comfortable silence between them occurred, all that could be heard was their breathing, the distant chatter of drunken and possibly high teenagers from downstairs plus outside the room. stan placed a soft kiss on richie's chest, they both exchanged warm smiles. behind both eyes held strong love for the other, finally.

after all that time it happened. the sexual tension that was held onto for so long was now at last broken. both would've been lying if they had said either have never dreamed about it.
sure both had different scenarios but this was still worth it.
richie had thought it would've happened out of anger at either's house, angry sex was always a fetish he'd have. now on the other hand stan thought maybe in a car under the curtain of darkness while heavy rained was poured onto the roof of a car as old school radio music would softly play in the background.
"that was... holy shit.." richie chuckled, stan nodded with a hum agreeing with richie, "i'm happy you were my first."
richie's heart skipped a beat, "i can say the same." they were happy. stan wrapped his arms around the smaller boy in a protective way, "i love you so much rich, i am never going to hurt you in any way possible you got that?" richie blushed hearing those words, he nodded muttering a quiet, yes, before laying his head on his shoulder. stan kissed his neck softly and gently grabbed his hands to kiss his wrists, where faint bruises and self harm scars sat.
"i love all of you." stan mumbled kissing up his arm, richie giggled lightly, "i love you too dork, you don't have to kiss me everywhere you know."
"i'm kissing you places only i can kiss." stan pecked him on the lips with a smile, richie kissed his fore head and nuzzled into him, "i'm yours as long as you are mine." he muttered wrapping his arms around his lower back. stan pulled himself closer to the boy closing his eyes, "that's a promise i will gladly keep with you."

there the two fell asleep in each other's arms as the night went on downstairs for the other partying teens.

an: ghghjghg sorry if it's short