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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Stranger_Things_(TV_2016)
  Relationship:
      Jonathan_Byers/Nancy_Wheeler, Jonathan_Byers_&_Nancy_Wheeler
  Character:
      Jonathan_Byers, Nancy_Wheeler
  Additional Tags:
      Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Car_Sex, No_penetration, Vaginal
      Fingering, Blow_Jobs, Semi-Public_Sex, PRACTICE_SAFE_SEX, lowercase_fic
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-11 Words: 1681
****** no condoms (redux) ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     "nancy," jonathan gasps, pulling his mouth away abruptly. "i ran out
     of condoms." (pwp)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
they're in the back seat of his car. again. jonathan is half on top of her with
his hand up her shirt and under her bra, gently squeezing and rubbing her
nipple. again. her underwear is sticky, and she can feel his boner pressing
into her hip. again.
see, these intense make out sessions have become a pretty regular occurrence
for them in the past month. it almost always leads to some very intense sex
around this time.
they've had sex in this shabby car more times than nancy can count on one hand.
they've also had sex against the wall of his room, with his hand covering her
mouth as she comes, her thighs tightening around his hips. they've had sex in
the morning - this very morning, doggy style. quick and needy against her
dresser with her underwear pushed to the side - when he comes to pick her up
from school and she isn't fully dressed yet.
they've had a lot of sex. a lot of really good sex. truth be told she feels a
need, an ache, a desire for jonathan she'd never felt before. and the way he
touches her, always almost desperate, she knows he feels the same.
simply put, they can't get enough of each other. and they can't keep their
hands off of each other.
turns out, some cliches are true.
presently, nancy moans into the kiss and moves her hand into his jeans. she
grips his hard cock and strokes him gently. rubs her thumb over the slit and
feels him shudder. a warm wave of arousal swoops low in her belly, and she is
suddenly about two seconds from pushing him onto his back and riding him
senseless.
until -
"nancy," jonathan gasps, pulling his mouth away abruptly. "i ran out of
condoms."
she's only momentarily distracted by how thoroughly kissed he looks, hair
messed up and lips swollen before the realization hits. her hand stops mid
stroke. "i thought you had one left."
jonathan chuckles, "we used that one this morning, remember?"
"oh, yeah." she pulls her hand out his jeans. "shit."
"yeah," jonathan licks his lips, "shit."
of course. of course they've found themselves in this situation again. they
already decided they would not use the pull out method again. doing so more
than once felt like testing fate, and the last thing either of them needed now
was to be teenage parents. as much as she wants to have sex, it just isn't
worth chancing it again.
the throbbing between her legs, though, is still unbearable. she's so turned on
and she wishes it was one of those night her parents weren't home. if that were
the case they could be on her bed with his head between her legs instead of in
a cramped car that makes oral sex feel more like doing yoga.
his hand leaves her breast and slides between her thighs. he moves it upwards
slowly until he's cupping her pussy. she gasps and lets her head fall back
against the seat as he starts to press his fingers down over where her clit is.
"oh, god." she whimpers, places her hand on the back of neck and pulls him
closer to kiss his throat. his fingers trace up and down the seam of her jeans
until she's quivering.
"do you think you can come like this?" he asks, his voice low in her ear. and
it's somehow even sexier that it isn't even meant to be sexy talk. it's a
genuine question. he always just wants to make her feel good.
she nods and captures his mouth again.
"yeah," she replies breathlessly between kisses. "yeah, just - just touch me."
he pulls away slightly to look at her and nods. his free hand moves up to brush
her hair out her eyes, and then caresses her cheek with the back of his fingers
as he undoes the button of her jeans and slides her zipper down. he plays with
the elastic of her panties for a moment before sliding his hand into the
fabric.
nancy grips his sweater and bunches the fabric in her hand in response to the
feeling of his fingers against her. she bites down on her lip when he gently
spreads her lips open and dips his middle and ring fingers into her wetness.
his mouth has moved down to her jaw and neck, pressing hot kisses to the skin
there. his own breath is coming in small pants, and she moves her own hand into
his hair.
she cries out sharply, and her back arches, when he finds her clit and begins
to rub it softly. the hand that isn't in jonathan's hair tightens into a fist
at her side as the pleasure builds inside of her. it doesn't take long until he
has her teetering on the edge.
"oh fuck, that feels so good." she whispers shakily into his ear, knowing he
likes to be praised even if he hasn't told her so out loud. he groans against
her neck and begins to rub at her clit faster and faster, applying more
pressure, until she's moaning helplessly and her hips are lifting off the seat.
her toes curl in her boots as the first sparks of her orgasm start to go off.
her head falls to the side, and jonathan pulls her earlobe between his teeth
and tugs gently, knowing how it drives her crazy. she tries to open her eyes
but she feels cross-eyed.
"mmm, f- oh, d-don't stop." she's so close now she can barely form a sentence.
her thighs tremble and twitch. her body feels wound up tight, on the edge of
exploding.
"please, don't stop." she pleads.
the last thing she's aware of before she comes is him breathing a laugh against
her neck, his breath hot, like stopping is the last thing he'd ever do now. her
entire body tenses and then shakes when she orgasms. she's vaguely aware of her
moans being louder than they should be in a school parking lot - only about an
hour after classes ended, to boot - but she can't being herself to care one
bit.
when she comes back to herself jonathan is kissing her jaw and cheek. her whole
body feels like it's made of jello.
"okay, okay," she says while laughing drowsily, and puts her hand over his to
stop his fingers. quickly feeling too sensitive for direct touch. he pulls his
hand out of her jeans, and she brings it up to her mouth. she sucks on his
fingers, licking them clean of her juices, and watches as his eyes go wide.
when she's done she kisses him again and pushes him onto his back. she looks
around quickly to make sure the coast is still clear, and then moves to her
knees in front of him. she licks her lips and starts to undo his buckle.
"nance, you don't have to." he starts. she looks up at him and raises an
eyebrow as she pulls his erection free and grips the base. she squeezes and
watches as his cock twitches in her hand in response.
"i know," she responds with a shrug, "but i want to."
leaning forward she presses a wet kiss to the base before licking a stripe up
to the head and sucking on his tip. jonathan curses and places his hand on her
head, but doesn't press down. she opens wide and relaxes her throat before
swallowing his length until he's touching the back of her throat. she swallows
around him and tries not to gag. she can feel his hand grip her hair, and his
other punches the seat next to his thigh.
"jesus, fuck." he gasps.
it isn't easy to smile when giving someone a blowjob, but she almost does. she
loves making him lose control like this. it makes her feel powerful.
giving steve a blowjob wasn't like this. it was... easier. not because he was
smaller - he was a bit smaller, but not small - but because steve was so sure
of himself, so in control. he barely even made a sound, even when he came. not
jonathan. jonathan gasps, moans and curses. he says her name strains not to
thrust into her mouth. jonathan needs.
and it doesn't take much, not at times like this. she bobs her head up and down
for a only minute. sucks him long and deep, taking as much as she can, until
his breathing gets particularly strained. that's when she knows he's gonna
come. his cock twitches again in her mouth.
"i'm gonna come," he grits out, giving her the option to pull off if she wants
to. but she just moans and sucks him faster.
"aah-ah." he cries out and spills into her mouth in long, thick spurts that
drip down her throat. she swallows around him as he trembles until he begins to
soften in her mouth.
he's panting when he finally speaks. "fuck the condoms."
xxx
when it's over and they've pulled themselves together again, he wraps his arms
around her and she settles into his chest. her eyes feel heavy, and she's
tempted to fall asleep in his arms. but they can't stay much longer without
arousing suspicion.
"we should go," he says. sometimes it's like he can read her mind. he nods at
the digital clock radio. 4:03. he has work at 5. "it's getting late."
nancy sighs, "yeah, i have to do some homework anyway."
he kisses the side of her head before opening the door to move to the front.
when she steps out to join him her legs are still a bit shaky and she blushes
when she remembers they're still on school grounds, teachers are still inside.
once inside jonathan turns the car on and starts to drive to her home. it's
times like this that she almost feels normal. they pull up in front of her
house and she kisses him on the lips before heading to the door.
"but seriously, we need more condoms," she says as she pulls away.
End Notes
     a bit late but finished stranger things two just now and i am in love
     with these two this season. this has no plot, sorry. (not sorry.)
     but remember to practice safe sex and always use condoms. also,
     please do not share on tumblr or other sites without asking. thanks!!
     hope ya enjoy! :)
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