A Thunderous Indiana Evening

Disclaimer:  +18 and above to all readers of this fanfiction.   This isn't meant for younger eyes, but if indeed you are below 18 years of age, believe me you have been warned of this fic's sexual content. Mature audiences only.   You have been warned.   

Synopsis:   An 'in between' Stranger Things eros between Eddie and Chrissy.   Not long after their wedding, a thunderstorm powers through Hawkins and she starts having some PSTD about Vecna coming for her again.   With Eddie’s gentle reminding and assuaging, she is instantly calmed and finds comfort in her newlywed husband’s arms. 

‘She grew up in an Indiana town 

Had a good looking mama who never was around

But she grew up tall and she grew up right

With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night.’—some lyrics from Last Dance With Mary Jane as sung by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers 

Chapter 1—Safe in Eddie’s Arms 

The vicious thunderclouds had only begun building up since dinner after Ed and Chrissy had filled up on their fair share of supreme pizza from Surfer Boy.   Argyle had been all too pleased with the generous tip he had gotten from both of his friends, but he gave them a joyous and troubling prediction. 

‘I think both of you are going to have twins soon.   I predicted El and Will’s baberinos, Steve and Nancy, Dustin and Honeypoo, Lucas and Max and Will and his partner.    You guys are next.’, Arygle said, wriggling his eyebrows.    

‘Best of good fortune, brochachos.’, he said, after giving them both a huge hug and leaving, satisfied with his large tip.    

The pizza and cinnamon sticks had been especially incredible and the couple was lazing about watching a movie together.  

‘I missed doing this with you.’, Eddie said, wistfully.    Chrissy reached up to idly stroke the stubble on his face.   Eddie melted into her hand, sighing contentedly.    

‘Not half as much as I did.’, Chrissy said, giggling.    Suddenly, there was a loud crack of thunder and lightning flashed outside.    It got closer and closer until it seemed that the storm was directly above them.    Chrissy did her best to hold back her tears but she trembled.   Eddie drew her close and wiped her tears away with his thumbs and gently shushed her crying.  

‘He’s back.   He’s returned for the dead, and he’s come for me.’, she whispered in terrified, but hushed tones. 

‘Who ?  Vecna ?   Christina Anne, you know as well as I do, Vecna is dead.   He isn't coming back, ever.’, Eddie reassured her.    He lightly kissed her tears away.    Just then, another crack of lightning rippled through the sky followed instantly by the near deafening boom of thunder.    With a terrified shriek, Chrissy jumped into Eddie’s lap and he laughed, gathering her close.   His mouth was only inches from hers.  

‘Why, my darling, there’s nothing to fear.  Save from Kez the vampire !’, he chuckled.   

‘I can see you’re in another one of your D&D moods tonight.   Well, sir.  Bring it on.’, Chrissy said, saucily, beckoning with her seductive eyes.    

Chapter 2—Illuminated by LIghtning

Chrissy looked deep into her husband’s eyes and gently stroked his hair.   Her lips, centimeters away from her beloved’s she sighed and whispered, ‘Eddie’. 

‘I love you too, princess.’, he said, planting a kiss on her forehead, her eyelids, trailing down tender smooches along the curvatures of her face and landing upon her neck.   Playfully, he blew a raspberry along her nape and Chrissy gave out a raucous laugh.    

‘Retalliation !’, she declaired, beginning to tickle him and pin him against the wall. 

‘Eddie the Banished is totally at the mercy of Chrissy the Huntress…’, Eddie said becoming entirely vulnerable to her grasping hands slowly removing his black tank top.   Underneath her legs she could feel Eddie becoming rock hard and begging to be inside her.   They had been intimate many times before.   It wasn’t anything new, but every time they were together, it was scintillating and surreal.   Nothing about lovemaking was typical or basic for either one of them.   

Underneath her denim skirt, Eddie lightly fondled Chrissy’s underwear and deftly inserted his finger inside her.    She gasped lightly and gave her a knowing grin.   He was no stranger to her G spot and knew exactly how to curve his finger to stimulate it.   

‘Ohhh, yes.   Eddie.’, she purred.   She was already wet and longing to be pounded.   

Piece by piece, clothing flew off bodies and landed onto the floor.   Chrissy lightly grasped Eddie’s manhood and guided him into her, sliding in and out easily.   Behind them, the lightning illuminated the night sky.   Each crash of thunder made the lovers hold each other tighter.    

‘My angel…’, Eddie said, reverently.    He moaned in ecstasy and Chrissy soon followed, as the two compensated for each other.    Their love making went on late into the night as they climaxed multiple times together or separately one of the other.    Their last bout had Eddie behind Chrissy lightly yanking her hair and riding her doggie style.    She yelled Eddie’s name long into the night as he came into her for the last and final time before the two plotzed. 

Chapter 3—One Last 69 Before the Day Begins 

Chrissy and Eddie lay panting side by side, holding each other’s hand tight.

‘I’m the luckiest man alive to have you as a wife.’, Eddie said as Chrissy turned on her side to face him.   As her eyes slowly closed and she succumbed to sleep, Eddie idly stroked her blonde hair and kissed her forehead before going to sleep himself.  

Fortunately, it was the weekend and neither newlywed had work to attend to and the weekend was their oyster.   Still wanting to head riverside and get hardcore kayaking in as well as primo camping with Argyle and Eden in the midst of nature.    Both of them were eager to go camping together since they had never had an outdoor adventure of this kind before and thought doing so would be enjoyable.     

Daylight was streaming in from the window, covering Chrissy’s beautiful naked frame in an outline of gold.   

‘Ready to start the day, Princess ?’, Eddie asked, curiously, eyeing her stunning knockout of a body.  

‘Of course I am, Eddie.’, she said, coquettishly, batting her eyelashes flintily.   She already knew what he was going to be treating her to, as he sensually crawled her way and tenderly pressed her legs apart.   He trailed his tongue down to her inner thigh and kissed close to her labia majora,    Chrissy gasped lightly, not expecting to be nipped in such a sensitive area.   

‘Oh, if you’re giving, it’s only right I do the same.’, she said.    Eddie groaned lustfully.

‘God, I love you and how you drive me insane, woman.’, he rumbled in the back of his throat.    

The two curled opposite each other, resembling Cancer in the way they were positioned.   Eddie deftly darted his tongue back and forth and in circular patterns, making Chrissy squeal and moan.   She grasped Eddie tightly, clutching her vagina against him.   He was tonguing her so quickly, she barely had enough time to think straight.    

Chrissy had taken Eddie’s hard manhood and stroked it, softly to begin and then began to graze it with her teeth.   

‘Oof, don’t be teasing me, child.’, he played with her.   

‘I know how you like it, my valiant knight.’, she said, taking him in her mouth and sucking hard.   It was his idea to give her pleasure but now he felt his whole body completely overcome by ecstasy.    He tried to focus as he continued giving her cunnilingus, and Chrissy started to spasm into orgasm. 

‘Come my darling…’, he said, lovingly.    She cooed his name, reverently, her sweet juices overflowing.  

' ‘Ohhhh…GOD.’, she shivered as she recuperated and returned the favor.    Eddie found himself in a similar situation, nearly quivering as he felt his whole body exploding.   He caught his breath and then laughed.

‘You’re incredible.’, he said, regaining his composure.   

‘You ain’t so bad yourself, Eddie Munson.’, Chrissy complimented, winking.   They continued 69ing once more once they had regained stamina and then began their day on a high note.   

Chapter 4—Camping with the Stoners 

Later that day, Eddie, Chrissy, Eden and Argyle had all set up their gear and were looking for kindling for a fire later on. 

‘You should hear Eddie tell stories !   He’s just unbelievable !’, Chrissy said.  

‘Oh yeah ?   Why am I not surprised that this Leo wouldn’t be dramatic ?’, Argyle stated, with a huge grin, laughing.    Argyle had heard tales told of how sensational Eddie’s D&D campaigns were.   Being an only child, Eddie was left with his mind as a grand theatre.   He could create anything he wished and having that strained relationship with his uncle it was one of his escapes other than reading and the occasional retreat into Indiana’s wilderness.  

Now, Eddie was closer than ever with his Uncle.   The relationship was less strained and the two were piecing together their lives.   He was happier and people were more accepting of him despite the whole ‘Satanic panic’ that was reaching its peak.   It would soon die down; people were more concerned with other mundane problems and dungeons and dragons was the least of them.   

‘Wanna hit of this Purple Haze ?   It’ll make you kiss the sky.’, Argyle said, laughing at his own joke.

‘Nah, Chrissy and I don’t do any kind of drugs.   She’s better now.’, Eddie said.   Eddie had known that he was what got her into drugs in the first place and now he was the one putting her in rehab.   She had been sober and clean for almost 2 years now.   Knowing that they might become parents, they wanted a pristine environment.    They wanted to be good role models to Eddie’s ‘little sheep’ as well.    Everyone else looked up to them and Chrissy, despite her vapidity, was the most aware of that fact.    

‘Isn’t this just rad ?  Man, I can’t remember when I’ve felt so free.   Your wilderness is just dope, yo.’, Argyle said, admiring the golden rays beginning to permeate the campground. It was golden hour and everything was awash in saffron.    It was truly glorious to behold and they all prepared to roast s’mores after savoring a typical campfire meal together.    

Chapter 5—Storms Brew, Storms Dissipate 

No foul weather had been accounted for but Argyle had been known to be a human weathervane. 

‘Hopefully we tacked the tents down well enough, there’s going to be a cell brewing tonight.  It’s a big one.   Man, Indiana weather.  So unpredictable !’, he complained.   Despite the huge thunderclouds billowing in the atmosphere, Eddie told one of the spookiest tales he had ever developed.    It left everyone trembling, but fortunately, everyone was able to get some sleep.   They had enjoyed their free time kayaking and cycling on the trails, hiking and sightseeing after critters in the forest.    It was serene and very rejuvenating.   

There was dancing lightning in the horizon.   No sooner had it been seen that the downpours came.   Luckily, Argyle and Eden’s tent held fast as well as Eddie’s and Chrissy’s.   Ed hadn’t want to admit it to others, but he had been an Eagle Scout when he had been younger.   Like anything else in his youth, it was one more excuse to rebel outside of home and feel a semblance of freedom.    In nature, he spent most time by himself, learning about survival and living off the land, much like his ancestors had.   

          Epilogue 

That evening passed rapidly and the campers had been heard billing and cooing in the wee hours.   Eddie came out, hair all mussed up and Argyle gave him a thumbs up and then a quivering hang loose.   

‘Man, you go, you God.’, he said, in complete awe.   No one he knew scored as much as Eddie had, and even though he was married and the adage of sex disappearing after marriage hadn’t been a cause for concern for the couple.   It might wane after kids entered the picture, but for now, the two were going at it like rabbits in spring.    He and Eden hadn’t been slouches, since Eden had discovered she was going to be a mom.   She wasn’t showing any signs or having morning sickness but she had gotten really unusual cravings.   However, despite popular consensus that Argyle would be a negligent dad, he was displaying the utmost care for ‘his girl’.   He wouldn’t give up the weed, though.    As for Chrissy and Eddie, their passion only grew hotter as the years past.    Children in and out of the home and even now, in their midlives.    The two have proven that such as everything else, sex too, only gets better with age and there are plenty of ways to express deep longing affection other than it.   It never dies down or dims, their embers continue glowing long, long into the afternoon of their lives. 

                                                                    The End