hey sweetheart. how are you doing?
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THE GAME starts and within maybe 30 seconds Lucia is already lost. She was never a fan of sports if she's honest. The only time she ever enjoyed gym class was when she got to watch Steve play. He's gorgeous. Even when he's sweaty and playing basketball. She was always content sitting on the bleachers with a book just admiring him playing.
NUMBER TWELVE. Jason Carver. Hero complex mixed with cocky 'everybody loves me' 'all the girls want me' attitude. That's what he is. Before the blonde got with Chrissy Cunningham, Hawkin Highs resident 'it girl', he hit on Lucia all the time, often told her he liked the 'quiet' type. The guy was a classic pick me. He was younger than her by around two years and even with her constant rejecting he still assumed she wanted him.
Some dude on the team gets hurt, Lucia kind of feeling bad for him, until she sees who's taking his place. Lucas Sinclair. Lucas and Lucia go pretty far back. She used to babysit him and his sister, she always felt for Lucas and his gang of friends because throughout middle school they were bullied. Lucas was a good kid, fun to be around and an amazing friend, Lucia always wanted the best for him. And seeing him play on the court made her day.
THE GAME goes on and Lucia finds herself seemingly enjoying the game. The team calls a time out, grouping into a huddle.
Coming back from the time out Jason makes a shot ultimately missing and Lucia honestly feels like laughing at his poor attempt, knowing that he most likely insisted it should be him taking the shot. That is until Lucia sees Lucas get a hold of the ball, dribbling a little way down the court then planting his foot, turning toward the hoop and making a shot. The whole world feels like it's going in slow motion, Lucia bringing her hands to her face with hope, praying that the ball makes it in. Two seconds become none as the ball is still flying toward the hoop. Lucia rising to her feet brows raised and hands clasped infront of her mouth. The ball hits the hoop, rolling round the edges, everyone watching with anticipation.
The ball falls through the hoop and with that a swarm of cheers make there way through the crowd, Lucia turning to high-five her brother while slightly jumping on the spot.
After the cheering dies down Jude and Lucia start making their way down the bleachers, Lucas seeing Lucia and running straight over to her, grasping her in a hug. Returning the hug, Lucia congratulated him, "You did so well! I swear that's the first time Ive enjoyed a basketball game. I'm so proud!"
"I was shocked when I saw you on the bleachers, honestly I've been waiting for the right time to come say hi." Lucas starts, the two pulling away from eachother, "But thank you. I didn't expect to make that shot."
"Don't ever underestimate yourself, Lucas." The older girl says noticing that his basketball friends are waiting for him, "Looks like your friends are waiting, you best get going."
"Sorry I couldn't have stayed to catch up, I missed you Luci." Lucas says an almost guilty look on his face. "It's fine. Ill come over at some point. But I missed you too." She says as the Sinclair boy brings her in for another hug. She wraps her arms around him once more before pushing him away, "Now go! Stop keeping your friends waiting." Lucas simply smiles at the girl before jogging over to his friends.
JUDE AND Lucia make it back over to her car and as Lucia is about to get in Steve's voice calls out, "Hey Cia!"
Turning round Lucia sees Steve walking over. She turns round to her brother to see him nodding at her, giving her the okay. She starts walking to him, meeting him half way, "Hey, Steve."
"I didn't know you knew Sinclair." Steve says brows slightly furrowed.
"Yeah, I used to babysit him and his sister. He's a good kid." She reply's, her eyes travelling over his face.
"Yeah, he is." The brown eyed boy starts, "I'm sorry about Brenda."
Lucia puts her hands in the pockets of her jacket, shrugging slightly as she speaks, "Why are you sorry? It's not like you cheated on me." Even though it feels that way. She wanted to say.
"Feels that way." Steve mutters under his breath. Lucia tilts her head hearing what he said. "Why's that?" She questions, seeing a look of panic quickly wash over Steve's face.
"I- What do you mean?" He stutters.
"Why does it feel that way?" She questions, clearer this time.
"Erm. I mean we've been sleeping together for months. I just-"
"Pick me up at eight." The dirty blonde haired girl states. An unreadable look on her face.
"What?" Steve asks, slightly dumbfound.
"Pick me up at eight." She repeats with a slight shrug.
"Why?" Steve inquires, still dumbfound.
"Because we're going to go for a drive, then have sweaty car sex." Lucia smirks, "Only if you want to, of course." Steve's jaw falls open, brows raising slightly, as his head whirls with feelings. He decides not to speak, stepping closer and closing the gap between them, his lips pushing against her own. After a short while, he pulls back, his hand coming up from her waist to push part of her hair behind her ear, "Ill see you at eight."
And with that, he turns away, walking back to his car. Now leaving Lucia dumbfound, her jaw slightly slack. That is until her brother slams his hand on her car horn, shocking her out of her lusty state.
BACK AT home, Lucia lays on her bed, boredom taking over, constantly glancing at her clock. 7:30. She gets up, deciding she should start getting ready. Lucia brushes out her hair, letting it flop down over her shoulders. She washes her face in her bathroom sink and skips over to her boom box, cassette in hand, and plays one of her favourite songs 'cherry bomb' by the runaways. The dark blonde haired girl sits at her vanity, admiring herself in the mirror before slapping a layer of moisturiser on her bare face. She decides to do minimal makeup, putting on a little concealer, mascara and a slight touch of lipgloss. Moving to her wardrobe, dancing as she goes, she pulls open the doors riffling through her masses of clothes. Lucia ends up deciding on a denim skirt, for easy access of course, and a light blue tank top, pairing her outfit with a pearl bracelet, leather jacket and a pair of black converse. Checking back over at the time Lucia notices it's nearing quite close to eight pm, huffing, she plonks down on her bed before standing right back up again to dance to the music playing.
"Lucia! Your boyfriend is here!" Donna Darke yells from the bottom of the stairs before turning back to Steve with a grin on her face, "So, Steve how are you doing?"
"I'm doing well, how are you doing Ms. D?" Steve replies crossing his arms over his chest.
"I'm doing alright. Would be better if you two plucked up some courage and told eachother how you feel." The dark haired woman stated, copying the brunettes movements.
"Cia doesn't like me like that." Steve says, completely oblivious to the fact that Lucia was on her way down the stairs.
"Sometimes I actually want to bash your brains in, you are even more oblivious that Luci." Jude says now entering the conversation.
"What about me?" Lucia says as she finally reaches the bottom of the staircase, all their heads turning towards her voice.
"Oh just that St-" Jude was cut off by his mother wrapping her hand around his mouth, Jude's face scrunching.
"Steve was just wondering where you were." Donna saves, giving her daughter a smile while releasing her son.
"Well here I am." Lucia says sceptically, walking over to Steve.
"We should go." Steve half-suggests, putting his hand on Lucia's back.
"Have fun banging my sister you swine!" Jude says, chucking an orange at the pair, Steve catching it and lobbing it back in the younger boys direction.
"Enough throwing food. My lord you two are such children." Donna rants jokingly, picking up the orange, "Have fun on your date you two." Donna walks into the kitchen as the fuck buddies make their way to Steve's car.
( - SMUT - )
THE TWO drive for a while before pulling up by a lake, immediately crashing into eachother, their lips and limbs immediately tangling together. Steve pulls Lucia over the centre console and onto his lap, hands already scrambling to pull off her top.
Removing Steve's shirt, Lucia's hands run down his toned abdomen, fingers hooking through his belt loops, tugging slightly as they're tongues clash together. His hands find their way to her hair, tugging her head back and pushing his lips onto her neck, his teeth nipping her skin as she lets out shallow moans. Steve continues to mark her neck as her hands wander up to his hair, pulling slightly, making the brunette boy groan into the curve of her neck. His hands leave her hair as he works her skirt up around her waist, moving his fingers to hover over her clothed cunt, a shiver crawling up her spine as she lets out a deep sigh. He pulls his head out from her neck, looking into her gorgeous lust-inflicted eyes. She bites her lip as his hand moves slightly, pulling her black underwear to the side and running a finger over her clit. She moves her head to his neck this time, nipping his earlobe as she goes. her plush lips, sucking marks into his skin, his eyes fluttering and head falling back in pleasure, his finger pushing through her flaps. Her mind fogs slightly at his movement, one of her hands reaching back to unclip her bra, her gaze being set on him once again. "Your sure you want to do this, sweetheart?" he confers, tip of his finger hovering at her entrance. "Yes." She whines her hand going to the button on his trousers as his finger pushes inside her, causing her to let out a groan.
His fingers stroke over her walls, her hands working faster to release his painfully hard cock. Running her finger over his tip, she lets out a moan, him hitting her spot. "God, your so gorgeous." Steve practically whines, his head falling back as she grasps his dick pumping her hand around him slowly. Moaning, Lucia arches her back pushing further onto his fingers as he lets out a throaty moan. He tips his head back down, fingers curling up and lips latching onto her chest. "Steve, Steve, oh Steve.." She trails off feeling the bliss of it all. The brown eyed girl grids herself onto his hand, her hand pumping faster around him. Steve pulls his hand out of her, his head lifting to look at her flushed face, "I need you, Lucia."
"Take me." She says lifting her hips slightly before he slowly pushes her down on his dick, a moan ripping through the two of them. Lucia bounces slightly, getting her rhythm going as her walls begin to accommodate his size. Her hand presses up to the roof of his car to stop her head hitting it as his hands roam her body, landing on her ass, kneeding it slightly. Bucking his hips up to meet her bounces she lets out a string of throaty, low moans, priding him to keep going. "Like that, oh don't stop." Lucia whines, her free hand moving to scratch at the nape of the boys neck.
"Your close, huh? I can feel you tightening round me. Feels so good." Steve pants, groans slipping from his mouth as the sound of skin slapping surrounds them.
Lucia smirks slightly, pleasure enveloping her body, her legs beginning to ache. Noticing this Steve grasps her waist keeping her up as he slams into her, her legs trembling and moans getting higher.
"That's it, sweetheart I've got you, let go." He mumbles chasing his own climax. Lucia's legs shake her hand reaching to press on her clit as her orgasm ripples through her body, seeing stars. Her filthy moans like music to his ears, his orgasm washing over him as he lets out a deep moan.
"YOU DID so good, princess." Steve says, kissing Cia's head as she rests her head against his shoulder. She just hums in response, still fucked out. Steve chuckles, his hand running over her back.
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oh, hey. this chapter was like over 2000 words long and i seriously didn't intend for it to be. anyway 🤷🏻♀️