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Pairing: Henry Creel x Fem!Reader with powers
Word Count: 5.5k
Warnings: SMUT. 18 +. Kind of Season 4 SPOILERS. Mild language. Mentions of blood and violence. Please let me know if I missed anything!
a/n: So, again, I decided to kind of combine two requests. @TokoyamiChan asked for a 001/Henry smut, and a lot of you wanted a part two of Always . So, I took it upon myself to give you both lol. I hope that this is what you were looking for! I did leave this one open for a part three so let me know if you want one. I know I mentioned in my last post that I'm packing to travel, so it may take me a little longer to get requests out. Well, my flight is this week so just be aware of that lol. Anyway, so I've been meaning to give someone a shoutout, but I keep forgetting! My friend DBM1912 is a great writer, and she has a few Stranger Things stories that you should go read. She is also working on a Motley Crue story that is super good. She's away right now, so she won't be updating for a bit, but you should still go check out her stuff and be ready for when she does update! My next post will be an Eddie Munson x Male!Reader story (YAY FINALLY!!!), so be ready for that. I've also been thinking of posting some of the songs I enjoy writing to...let me know if you want a little sneak peek into my writing playlist. And, as always, thank you so so much for the support!
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The alarm clock sitting on the nightstand beeped, alerting that it was time to get up. You stretched a little letting the soft sheets rub over your bare skin, and a tiny groan fell from your lips as you reached your arms over your head and extended your legs. That's when Henry's arm tightened around your torso. You rolled over and nuzzled into his chest. A small smile pulled at your lips when you looked into his sterling blue eyes. There was no other way you wanted to wake up.
For the past few months, every morning was the same. The alarm would go off a whole hour before you were supposed to report to your place of duty for the day. It allowed you enough time to get dressed, sneak back to your room, and get ready for the day. You hated sneaking around, but there was no other way. From day one, Brenner made it pretty clear that none of his orderlies or test subjects were allowed to be in a relationship. But that didn't stop you and Henry. Although, you were certain that he was starting to figure out your little secret from how he was treating the two of you. His once tolerable abuse was becoming worse as the days went by. Almost every night, you would sneak into Henry's room and have to heal new wounds that Brenner placed on his body. Henry told you it wasn't necessary, but you couldn't help yourself. You would never let him suffer.
Henry smiled down at you and pecked your nose.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said, voice rough with sleep.
Your stomach did a tiny flip at the sound. Even after all those months, the sound of his voice in the morning was something you didn't think you'd ever get used to.
"Good morning. I should probably get back to my room."
Henry groaned and pouted.
"Five more minutes."
You gave him a sympathetic smile.
"I can't, baby," you said before getting out of Henry's bed and pulling your clothes back on.
Henry leaned up onto one of his elbows, watching your every move. You could feel his eyes on you as you buttoned your shirt and then moved to find your pants.
"What if I told you I found a way to get us out of here?" He suddenly asked.
You scoffed.
"I'd say you were joking."
"But what if I'm not joking?"
The smile on your face fell, and you froze, staring at Henry. You couldn't help the way your heart jumped in your chest at the possibility of finally leaving.
"Did you really find a way to escape?" You asked in a whisper.
Henry nodded and sat up, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed, making the duvet shift slightly. The bedding was barely covering his nude lower half.
"I told Dennis I'd take his shift doing janitorial work for the past month. So," he ran a hand through his messy blonde hair, "I've got the master key."
You let out a breathy laugh as a smile spread across your face. A joy you hadn't felt in a very long time began to wash over you like a wave. You moved toward the bed until you were between Henry's legs. His hands found your waist as soon as you were close enough.
"It's a risk," he said with a shrug, "but it's the only chance we've got."
You leaned in and firmly pressed your lips onto his. When you pulled back, you brushed some of his wavy locks off his forehead.
"I'm willing to try if you are."
Henry cupped your cheek, and you let out a sigh at the feeling of his touch.
"Y/N," he began, "I'd do anything for you. If you say we're going, then we're going."
Your lips pulled upward before you leaned forward again, kissing him. At first, it was soft, but then it grew fervent. Shocks of pleasure shot through you when Henry's fingers dug a little deeper into your waist. His hands crept from your hips to your lower back before he guided you down onto his lap so you were straddling him. His lips moved frantically over yours like it was the last time you'd ever kiss him. But you didn't mind. The intensity was kindling a fire inside you that you always forgot Henry was able to ignite. His hands caressed your thighs before traveling up your back. You knew you should have told him that it was too late. You should have been sneaking back into your room instead of kissing him. But you couldn't resist him. You were so happy that you and Henry would finally be able to leave and spend your lives together that all rational thoughts were gone.
Henry's lips left yours and found your neck, sucking on the soft spot that never ceased to make your core clench. His hands slid down your arms and then started to work on unbuttoning your blouse. He didn't have to look at what he was doing. You and he had been in this position so many times that it was like second nature. Within seconds, he was shoving the thin white fabric over your shoulders and back onto the floor. His mouth connected with yours again before he grabbed the back of your thighs and effortlessly stood from the bed. You could feel his muscles flex beneath your hands, and your heart began to beat faster. Henry turned and placed you on the bed. He stood over your figure, just taking in every inch of you. You could feel your face growing warmer the longer he stared at you, but you were used to it. Henry was nothing if not grateful for what he had, and he never failed to appreciate you in every way he could.
When Henry's eyes finally landed back on yours, he didn't waste any time bending down and undoing your pants, leaving you in your bra and panties. They were nothing special. Just plain white. But Henry still found a way to make you feel like the most beautiful woman in them. Henry bent down, kissed your ankle, and then started to move up your leg. Each kiss was soft and sweet. He inched up your leg until his mouth was hovering over your core. He placed the gentlest kiss over your panties, then kept moving. His lips peppered kisses over your stomach, then over the hills of your breasts, before finally reaching your neck. He nuzzled a little earning a tiny giggle from you, then looked at you.
"You're the sexiest woman in the world. Do you know that?"
His voice was a mixture of sleep and seduction. It had you melting. You bit your bottom lip in an attempt to control yourself. From the way his heavy eyes were staring at you to the way his voice sounded, you were sure you would be able to go right then. Henry cupped your cheek again and used his thumb to pull your lip free from your teeth. Your lips parted right before he slid his thumb into your mouth. You welcomed the bitter taste of his finger on your tongue and shut your lips, sucking a little. He raised his eyebrows, and a sexy smirk formed on his lips as he pulled his thumb from your mouth. Henry used his other hand to slide under your back and unclasp your bra. He removed it from your body and then took one of your nipples between his forefinger and wet thumb. You gasped at the sensation. He lightly tugged and twisted your bud before leaning down and pulling your other nipple into his mouth.
A moan fell from your lips as your head lulled back. His tongue swirled over the sensitive skin of your breast while his rough fingers worked on your other. You could feel yourself getting wetter with each suck and pull Henry's fingers and tongue made. You needed to feel something where you wanted him. When you felt Henry's growing erection begin to press against your wet pussy, you couldn't help how your hips began to lazily buck against him. You could feel Henry shift his weight just slightly to dip his pelvis down, allowing for more friction. With each thrust, your clit rubbed against his warm skin. You let out a long slow moan in thanks, and Henry chuckled. The vibration against your nipple, paired with the sensations you were gaining from thrusting into Henry, almost sent you over the edge. But Henry released both your breasts and lightly pressed your hips down into the bed. It was more of a question than a demand, but you still stopped bucking, allowing him to begin kissing down your torso.
Your breathing was already a little labored, and when his lips stopped just above the hemline of your panties, you almost stopped breathing altogether. He hooked a forefinger through each side and looked at you through hooded eyes.
"Do you mind if I move these out of my way?"
You shook your head a little too vigorously, and Henry chuckled.
"Good," he said before sliding your panties down your legs.
Henry looked at how wet you were, licked his lips, and then lowered himself between your spread legs. You could feel his breath over your core and were tempted to just grab his face and shove him where you wanted him most. But you didn't. Instead, you watched as he took a long slow lick up your pussy. He never broke eye contact when he did it again. You moaned with pleasure and let your head fall back as Henry went to work on you. His tongue licked and lapped up and down your wet pussy before wrapping his lips around your clit. Your moans got louder as his tongue began to draw figure eights. You were so wet you were sure Henry was going to drown, but you didn't even care. All you wanted was to cum all over his face. He sucked and licked your clit, sending shivers throughout your whole body.
When Henry finally pulled away, you let out a little whine. But your disappointment was short-lived. Henry wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, crawled over your body, then attached his lips to your neck again. Another moan fell from your lips, and Henry groaned into your neck.
"I love that sound."
You hummed and turned your head to the side to expose even more flesh for him.
"I love you."
Henry chuckled and lifted himself to look into your eye.
"I love you too, baby."
Then, he reached between his legs and slowly slid into you. Even though you and Henry had been here before, it always felt like the first time. Your body felt like it was buzzing as Henry began to slide in and out of you. Each thrust was slow and sensual. They were measured and careful. He wanted to feel every inch of you like he was trying to memorize you. He dropped his head into the crook of your neck. You could hear his labored breathing and his low groans that turned into whines. Your lips parted as a moan came out. The sound of Henry's whines of pleasure was angelic. You could listen to them all day.
It was so soft each time Henry pressed deep into you. You began to buck into him, driving him even deeper and getting a little friction against your clit. So, Henry angled his hips down so that you didn't have to do any work. Every thrust he made, his pelvis rubbed right against your clit, making you a moaning mess from the pleasure you were feeling. Your hands gripped Henry's toned back, making him whine even more into your ear. You could feel yourself getting closer, and by the way Henry's erection was twitching inside of you, you knew he was close too. You arched your back a little, pressing your breasts into Henry's chest, and he burrowed his head even further into your neck. One of his hands slid down the length of your thigh before gripping it and pulling your leg over his back. He began to thrust into you a little faster, and you could feel your high getting closer. You shut your eyes and dug your nails into Henry's back until, finally, you were unraveling around him, and he was going inside of you.
Both of you let out one final moan before Henry pulled out and fell next to you on the small bed. You were both out of breath as you curled into Henry's side, his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. Neither of you made any effort to move until Henry started drawing lazy circles on your side. You wiggled under his touch and started to giggle.
"Don't do that. It tickles."
"What?" Henry asked, "This?"
He poked your side, and you jumped.
"Yes, that?"
"Oh," Henry began, a playful smirk gracing his lips, "you don't like when I do this right here?"
His fingers started an assault on your sides, causing you to squeal and wriggle under his hands.
"Stop, stop," you squeaked through your giggles.
Henry attacked your sides for a beat more until you were both panting from laughing so hard. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at you. You would never get over the way he stared at you. It was as if you were the only important thing in the world. Like you were the only thing that ever did and ever would matter. He bent down and placed a soft kiss on your lips.
"I love you, Y/N."
Your lips curled up just slightly.
"I love you too, Henry."
He was staring at you again when suddenly, the door burst open. You pulled the duvet over your chest, and Henry sat upright to look at the door. Your stomach fell to the floor as you watched Brenner and two other orderlies walk into the room. You snuck a glance at the clock and realized both of you were already over thirty minutes late. It wasn't a surprise that he barged in. And it wasn't a surprise that he knew exactly where to find the two of you. But still, you couldn't help the fear that began to unfurl inside you. Brenner's stare was cold and hard. Ominous and dark, like he was evil in the flesh. He looked from you to Henry, then back.
"I see the rules don't matter to either of you," he said, his voice bouncing off the bare walls.
You and Henry were silent. Brenner raised his eyebrows.
"What? All of a sudden, neither of you have anything to say?" He asked with a shrug. "Hm. That's a first. No matter. You," he pointed at you, "get your clothes on. You're coming with me."
"No," Henry finally said. He sat up a little straighter in an attempt to put himself in front of you.
"It was my idea. Take me instead."
Brenner's stare got even darker.
"No, Henry. I thought that after constantly being punished on Y/N's behalf, you would learn your lesson. But clearly, I was wrong. So, I have to reach you another way."
He turned his glare to you once again, and now a sneer was playing on his lips.
"Get dressed," was all he said before exiting the room with the two orderlies.
You could already feel your hands shaking as the fear tried to claw its way out of you. Once the door was shut, you didn't waste any time. You shot out of bed and started grabbing your discarded garments. It was evident that your hands were trembling as you tried and failed several times to button your blouse. Your throat burned with tears that you tried to swallow down. But when you felt a sleek wet stream down your cheek, you knew that you weren't doing a great job. You could hear Henry get out of the bed and pull on his briefs behind you, but you couldn't bring yourself to face him. Not while you were trying to cover up the fact that you were crying. But he knew. He always did. And when you turned to face him, he was already standing there, his hands immediately on your cheeks wiping the tears away.
"Don't worry, love. I'm getting us out of here, okay? Remember, it's you and me. Always.
You sniffled and nodded.
"Always."
Henry planted a firm kiss on your forehead before letting you go to leave the room. As soon as you were in the hallway, the two orderlies that were with Brenner seized your arms. They didn't give you a chance to get your feet under you as they dragged you down the hall. Each room you passed, you looked inside. Some of the children were practicing using their powers; others just looked away as if they didn't hear you being hauled away. But one child didn't shy away. No, she watched you the entire time, never breaking eye contact. As you passed Eleven's room, she stared in silence, and you stared back until she was out of your line of sight and you were being thrown into an empty room.
You slammed into the cold tile floor. You were unfamiliar with this room, but you imagined it's where Brenner took Henry every time he punished him. It was unwelcoming, the only thing inside an empty table. You tried to stumble to your feet, but before you could stand up, a sharp sting zinged through your body. You let out a yelp as you fell to the floor. A pair of shiny black dress shoes came into your line of sight, and you knew that zap was only the beginning.
"After everything I did for you, Y/N, you still choose to disrespect me."
You sat up onto your knees only to be tased again. Both the orderlies that dragged you into the room poked you with their tasers, sending you into a mini convulsion. You let out a long groan, and when they stopped, you dropped your head.
"I took you in, Y/N," Brenner said calmly.
You lifted your head in disbelief.
"No, you imprisoned me."
Brenner nodded toward you, and the orderlies zapped you again. They kept the sticks on you for longer than necessary. But you imagined that's what Brenner wanted. He wanted you in pain. He wanted to hear you cry and scream for mercy. Tears started to roll down your face the longer the harsh burn of the taser stayed on your body, and soon a scream clawed its way out of you. Finally, they stopped, and you slumped down onto the floor. Your face hit the cool tile, and you couldn't bother to pick yourself up.
"You were supposed to be special," Brenner said, his voice rising. "And when it turned out you were average, I couldn't send you back. You already knew too much."
Another two long zaps shot through your body, and you cried out in pain. Your vision was blurring, and you weren't sure if it was from the pain or the tears.
"Everything I did to you was never to hurt you, Y/N! It was to earn your respect!"
Brenner took in a breath.
"But it seems you and Henry still refuse to give me any. So, I've had to resort to this."
The sticks poked your sides, sending you into another bout of convulsions. You were screaming so loud that your throat felt like it was on fire. Your brain felt cloudy, and your body was shaking. Your eyes were closed, but you heard the familiar click of Brenner's shoes approach you. You were yanked up from the floor by the two orderlies, and Brenner's cold hand grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"I own you," he said through gritted teeth. "You will respect me, Y/N."
You were seeing double of Brenner. Your vision was going in and out as you tried to focus on him. When you finally settled in on his steely eyes, you gave him the sweetest smile you could and said, "Go to hell."
His fingers dug into your face for a second before he threw you back to the ground. You could hear him walking away, but that sound was soon drowned out by the zapping of the tasers and your screams. The two orderlies repeatedly tased you until you floated off into darkness.
You were drifting through the darkness until you felt an incessant poking. Your name echoed through your head, and it sounded so far away. Your eyes felt heavy, and you didn't think you had the strength to open them, but the poking didn't stop. So, finally, your eyes fluttered open. It took a minute for them to focus, but when they did, you were welcomed by the sight of Henry.
"Hey, hey, it's okay. It's me, baby. You're okay now."
Henry planted a kiss on your lips and then on your forehead. Your body felt sore, and you groaned a little as you sat up. When you looked around, you realized you were in your room. Everything looked the same until your eyes landed on Eleven standing just behind Henry.
"What is she doing here?" You asked, panic dripping off each word.
"It's okay," Henry said, brushing the side of your face, "she's going to help us in exchange for her own escape."
You looked back at the little girl. Even though you spent a lot of time with the children, you hadn't really talked to Eleven. Any time you were in the Rainbow Room, she would always gravitate toward Henry. You weren't even sure how strong she was, especially since she was so tiny. But if Henry believed in her, so did you. So, you nodded and looked back at him.
"Okay."
Henry smiled and turned toward Eleven to give her an approving nod. But when he turned, you noticed a streak of blood dripping down the side of his neck. You reached your hand out to heal him, but Henry took your hand in his, stopping you.
"Save your energy. I'm fine."
He kissed the back of your hand.
"Are you ready?"
You couldn't help the giddy feeling that filled you. You and Henry were mere moments away from leaving your prison. You would be able to start your lives together like a real couple. You'd be able to travel and visit all the places he showed you when you were teenagers. You'd be able to buy a house and maybe even start a family. Henry gave your hand a light squeeze, and you refocused on him. He looked at you in anticipation, and you nodded. He smiled, gave you one more sweet kiss, then helped you to your feet.
He opened the door, and after he made sure the coast was clear, he exited. You and Eleven followed him closely as he marched down the hall. He looked different than you had ever seen him. He was always confident, but now he looked powerful. Henry led you all down a maze of halls until you ran across a guard who stood in front of a set of double doors. The man straightened when he saw you all approaching.
"Hey, what are you-"
He didn't get to finish his statement before Henry flicked his head to the side, sending the man flying into the wall. His blood splattered everywhere as his body fell to the floor, limp. Your mouth fell open. You had never seen Henry like this before. He only ever showed you the good side of his powers. You never saw the more sinister side. He turned to face you and Eleven and didn't seem fazed by your shock. Instead, he bent down to be on Eleven's level. He placed his hand on her shoulder.
"Remember what we talked about?"
She nodded.
"Good," he said. "So, you know what to do."
He stood up and began to walk toward the double doors, but you grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Where are you going?"
"Don't worry," he said with a smile, "Eleven will protect you. I'll see you soon."
He didn't give you a chance to reply before he walked off through the double doors. When the doors closed, Eleven moved to put you and the doors behind her. At first, it was silent. The only sound you could hear was your heavy beating heart and ragged breathing. You were aimlessly tapping your toes together, waiting for Henry to come back through the doors. Then the loud blare of the emergency alarm rang through the whole facility. You froze as the sound reverberated through your body. Eleven immediately stood up a little straighter facing down the long hall. You weren't sure what was going on, but you didn't dare move. Then, suddenly, the echo of rapid approaching footsteps came from down the corridor. You took a step back until your back ran into the doors. When the guards came into view, you held your breath. Eleven just watched them get closer and closer. You wanted to yell at her to do something, and a small part of you believed that Henry was wrong until she raised her hand. Then, just like Henry, she started making the guards go slamming into the walls. You watched her in awe. It amazed you that such a small girl could carry so much power. But you were proud to have witnessed it. One by one, she picked off the guards until there were no more coming toward the two of you.
Eleven wiped the blood from her nose, then took your hand in hers and led you through the double doors. You gasped at the scene. Blood was splattered against all the walls, and there were bodies of those you once called your coworkers scattered along the floor. The lights were flickering as the alarm continued to blare. Eleven didn't let go of your hand as she began to run through the halls. You looked in each office you passed and kept looking behind you, hoping to see Henry somewhere. But the deeper you two ran into the facility, the more you began to get worried. He was nowhere to be found.
"Where's Henry?" You asked.
Eleven shook her head and kept running.
"We need to keep going."
"No," you said firmly, trying to pull your hand from her grip. "We need to make sure Henry's safe."
"He's fine!" The little girl shouted as she came to a complete stop, taking you aback. "Come on. The exit is just around the corner."
Eleven began to run again until the two of you rounded the corner. Standing in front of you was a single elevator. Your forehead creased, and you scoffed. This was it. There was no way out, and the two of you were going to get caught. After something like this, Brenner wasn't going to just punish you. He was going to kill you. But just as you were about to say something, Eleven pulled a set of keys out of her pocket. Your lips parted with realization. Henry gave her the master key.
The little girl plucked the key card from the set of keys, swiped it on the box sitting next to the elevator buttons, and then pushed the up button. You turned back to the long hallway, hoping that Henry would show up. It felt like every second was an hour, and yet he still was not running down the hall toward you and Eleven. You swallowed the panic that was creeping up your throat when the ding of the elevator sounded, but you didn't move. Henry wasn't there yet.
"Miss Y/N," Eleven's high-pitched voice grabbed your attention. "We have to go."
You shook your head and turned back to the empty hall.
"No," you said, voice cracking just slightly, "I'm not leaving without him."
Eleven tugged on your blouse.
"I promised Mr. Henry that I'd keep you safe. He made me promise that I'd get you out of here."
You turned to face her, and her eyes were more solemn than before as she finished with, "Even if he's not with us."
Your lip began to quiver as tears built in your eyes. You weren't sure if they were angry or sad tears. It was so much like Henry to have this girl promise to leave him if it meant that you'd be safe. But you couldn't leave him. That's not what was supposed to happen. You and Henry were supposed to get out together and run away. You were supposed to run so far that Brenner and his posse of people would never be able to find either of you again. It wasn't supposed to end like this. The tears dripped down your cheeks, and you tried to wipe them away, but it was no use.
"I can't leave him," you whispered.
Eleven took your hand again, and you looked down at her.
"Please, Miss Y/N," she begged.
Just then, the shouts and footsteps of more guards filled your ears, and Eleven dropped your hand long enough to send the three men flying through the air. When their bodies slammed against the floor, she looked at you again.
"It's time."
A sob fell from your lips as you followed the little girl into the elevator. But when you turned around, Henry's blonde figure rounded the corner. There was blood covering his face and his once-white clothes. You weren't sure whose it was, but Henry didn't look as strong as he had when he left you earlier. His eyes were a little sunken, and his stature was slumped. Close behind him was a mob of guards. More than you and Eleven had seen since he left you two, and you knew. Henry had left to try and get rid of as many guards as he could for your safe escape. But there were more than he had bargained for, and he couldn't fight anymore. Now he had no other choice but to run. You grabbed Eleven's arm.
"It's him!" You shouted, taking a step toward the elevator doors. "We have to wait!"
Henry was sprinting toward you, but it felt like he was miles away. The guards were so close, and they were gaining on him. Henry waved his arms.
"Go!"
Your heart fell, and you shook your head.
"No," you whispered.
"Go! Now!"
"No, no, no." You went to step out of the elevator when Eleven's hand grabbed your arm to stop you.
"No! Henry, please!"
You watched as the man you loved tried to make it to you. Agony was written all over his face. You knew he was tired and in pain, yet he was still running toward you. He never gave up. But you and he both knew. He wasn't going to make it. A tear streaked through the blood on his face.
"I love you, Y/N."
"Henry!" You shouted just as you pulled your arm free from Eleven's grip. But it was too late. You watched Henry use his powers to shut the elevator door, and Eleven hit the button to send it into its ascension.
A sob ripped through you as you slammed your hands into the elevator doors. You were screaming as tears poured down your cheeks. Your hands banged on the doors, begging for them to open again. You needed them to open. But when they finally did, it wasn't Henry who you saw. Instead, it was the lobby you saw years ago when Brenner first brought you to the lab. Eleven took your hand again and began to guide you through a back exit. You were numb. You weren't even paying attention to where Eleven was bringing you. It meant nothing to you anymore. But you still followed her out the door and into the rainy night. The two of you trudged through the mud until you reached the fence closing in the lab. The little girl pulled back a piece that was loose and helped you through before following behind you. Once she was through, she took your hand again, and the two of you ran off into the woods. You looked back as the lab receded and let out another cry. You may have escaped, but you knew in your heart that wasn't the last time you'd see Hawkins Lab because you were going to do everything you could to get Henry back.