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A/n: This is my version of the party at Steve’s house in Season One Episode Three, Barb will not be there because she had a test to study for and didn’t want to go. I’ve edited out the demogorgon and basically the supernatural aspect. Jonathan is a creep, because I’m keeping him taking pictures of Nancy still in the story. Eleven is still in the story as Hopper’s daughter- otherwise, everything else is the same.
“Is that supposed to impress me?” Nancy smirked at Steve, after he shotgunned a beer and sat down in his chair- eyes lazily looking at her.
“Your not?” Steve raised an eyebrow.
“You are a cliche. You do realize that?” Nancy twisted towards him in her chair, gauging his reaction.
“You are a cliche- what with your grades and your band practice.” Steve shrugged his shoulders- lighting up a cigarette.
“I am so not in band.” Nancy rolled her eyes.
“Okay party girl- why don’t you just show us how it’s done then?” Steve handed her a knife.
“Okay!” She accepted the knife with a smile.
“You gotta make a little hole right in the bottom.” Steve said, in case she didn’t know.
“I got it.” Nancy smirked, Steve just put his hands up as if to say ‘go on then.’
“Yeah! She’s smart- you douche.” Tommy slurred, with an arm around Carol.
Nancy made a hole in the bottom of the beer can with the bottle opener, dropping the instrument on the table. Then, lifting the beer up to her mouth- she began chugging out of the hole.
“Chug, chug, chug!” Tommy, Carol and Steve chanted.
Once the can was empty- she dropped it, and everyone clapped, unbelieving- Nancy did a little curtsy.
Carol turned to smoke a cigarette, when Tommy shoved her into the pool.
“Ahh! Oh my god- what the hell, Tommy?” Carol bobbed up from the water, only half mad. Tommy dove towards her, with a big splash.
Steve pushed Nancy into the pool, jumping in behind her. Steve took Nancy’s shoes and, Nancy swam around the pool after him- laughing.
“I’m freezing.” The four of them were now inside the house, Carol had a towel wrapped around herself- they all did. Except for Steve.
“Well, I hear his mom’s room has a fireplace.” Tommy was clearly in the mood, Carol saunters after her boyfriend.
“Really? Well okay, you’re cleaning the sheets. “ Steve only shook his head, they were like rabbits.
“You okay?” Steve put a hand on Nancy’s back.
“Yeah.” Nancy smiled up at him.
“Alright, let’s get you some dry clothes.” Steve jogged up the steps, Nancy following him. Steve disappeared to find some clothes, Nancy walked into his room and stared out of the window. Steve touched her back as he came back, with fresh clothes.
“Thanks.” Nancy gave him a half smile, taking the clothes from him.
“Um- some privacy. Maybe?” Nancy smiled at him, all of a sudden- shy.
“Uh- yeah. Right. Sorry.” Steve stuttered, turning his back and taking the towel off of his neck. Nancy put the clothes down, nervously.
“Steve?” She called out, he turned back around. Holding his gaze, she began to take her drenched top off. As she let it fall to the floor, Steve’s eyes glanced over her body- not with lust, but with adoration.
“Damn.” He breathed.
“Shut up.” Nancy says, coyly. Steve made it over to her in a few strides, deeply kissing her- his hands settled on her hips. His hands slid over her face as the kiss deepened- it was different from their usual kisses- usually they were urgent and playful. But this? It was tender and filled with emotion- Nancy was still nervous because it was her first time but, when his hands were on her body- she felt warm. At peace.
“Are you okay?” Steve murmured against her lips, Nancy made a noise that she hoped sounded like a ‘yes.’ Steve gently guided her towards his bed while kissing her- which nearly took her breath away. They fell back onto the bed, kissing as his hands wandered over her body.
“Are you still okay?” Steve pulled away, she knew he was asking for permission to take her jeans off.
“Yes.” Nancy’s voice was soft but firm, Steve slowly unbuttoned her jeans and lowered her zipper- sliding the damp fabric off of her legs. Steve took his shirt off, pressing soft kisses to her neck- almost teasing. Nancy ran her hands along his back, feeling the muscles in his back. His lips moved from her neck to her throat, then down to her chest. Steve rolled off of her just long enough to take his pants off, then he was on her again kissing between her breasts- his fingers paused on the edge of her underwear.
“Yes.” She sighed, with a light slide they had fallen somewhere in the sheets. Steve began sliding into her- the first stroke hit her like a wave, Nancy gasped- gripping his back, and wrapping her legs around him.
“You’re so beautiful.” Steve grunted, looking down at her as he pumped into her. As he went deeper into her, Nancy moaned- unable to help herself anymore. Everything she had heard about sex with Steve Harrington was true- he was amazing in bed. Nancy vaguely felt the mattress squeak underneath them, as she pulled him closer- making him go deeper.
“Steve- oh god-“ Nancy moaned, Steve thrusted in and out of her- getting lost in her depths, groaning into her neck- he’d been with a lot of girls but, it had never been like this. Where Steve needed more, where he couldn’t get enough- he was genuinely enjoying this- unlike most of his hookups. Steve Harrington genuinely liked Nancy Wheeler. Nancy’s fingers tangled in his hair, bringing him out of his thoughts. Steve hungrily kissed her, every moan that escaped her like music to his ears.
“Steve…” she gasped, wrapping her legs tighter around him- Steve went harder, her screams of pleasure fueling him.
“Oh Nance- fuck…” Steve rocked their bodies against the bed, lightly pulling her hair- the mattress creaked and the head board slapped against the wall. Nancy felt the heat inside of her building up, Steve knew she was about to have an intense orgasm- she wasn’t about to cum but, she was about to experience something she’d never felt before. Steve gripped her hips, guiding her in a circular motion- she cried out his name, arching against him.
“Fuck, you feel good/“ Steve sank into her, stroking into her.
“Steve…” she gasped again, grasping at him. Steve held her in his arms as he thrusted in and out, groaning out curses as his hands wrapped around her hips.
“Steve…” her moans continued to get louder but, Steve didn’t care- she turned him on in a way no other girl ever had.
“Nance- fuck…you feel so damn good…” He was close- being inside of her was just too good. God, she turned him into such a mess- and he loved it. As he pounded into her a couple of final times, Nancy cried out- gripping his back and releasing all over him- still buried inside her. The force was so great, that almost before he knew it- he was cumming too. Steve only had enough energy to roll off of her- not wanting to crush her- and run a hand through his hair, breathing heavy. Steve looked over at Nancy, who was trying to catch her breath.
“You okay?” Steve asked, putting his hand on her head.
“Yeah. I’m good.” She gave him a tired smile.