Romping Through the Forest

 Warning:  Mature readers only, you have been warned.   Spiciness awaits.   

Synopsis: An Argyle/Eve eros takes place not long after Hawkins is saved from near-apocalyptic destruction.  The two have only been together to smoke pot, but never anything more intimate.  

 

 

Chapter 1—Finding A Secret, Sacred Place

                Not long after Eddie and Chrissy’s wedding, the old gang had reunited to camp in Indiana’s stunning forests.   Argyle and Eve weren’t used to such sumptuous scenery, but the hippies felt right at home among God’s creation.

                ‘This reminds me of the redwoods back home.’, Argyle said.   He enjoyed being among his friends far more than he had alone or working at Surfer Boy Pizza.   Luckily, it was a weekend, so he didn’t have to work at a chain not far from his cabin retreat.   

                ‘Someday we’ll have a better job.   Those new employees have plenty of gumption, enthusiasm and are more than capable of running Surfer Boy without your supervision.’, Eve commented as she followed Argyle into the forest.    The two had been here many a time before, but that was during the breakthrough of the Upside Down into the everyday, waking world.   

                Eden began taking off her clothes.  In the sunlight, her skin nearly glowed.   Argyle felt his heart palpitating and his manhood tingling.    It hadn’t taken much to make him hard, but it aroused him further, knowing that Eden saw his big soldier saluting her from under his briefs, begging to be released. 

 

                Eden leapt into the crystal waters, the droplets glistening in the sun from her golden frame.   Not missing a beat, Argyle soon joined her and the two were swimming.    She knew the way to the cabin from here and she had begun coaxing him.   

                ‘Catch me if you can, Argyle !’, she called to her lover, ,coquettishly.    Argyle swam to Eden as quickly as he could and grasped her from behind.    He gently began to nibble on her neck and heard her gasp lightly.   His tongue danced along her clavicle and he resumed nibbling and kissing her neck.   Boldly, she took

 

Chapter 2—You are My Garden of Paradise

                Eden tittered and slipped away.    She ran toward Argyle’s cabin.

                ‘Door’s unlocked, my garden of paradise.’, he said, romantically.

                She laughed as she ran inside and turned on the lights.   She was surprised at how spacious, beautiful and clean the cabin was.  It had a calming odor of cedar about it and felt just like home.   She wanted to stay here as long as she could near the lake.   She took a deep breath, but was breathless when Argyle scooped her into his arms and French kissed her.

                ‘I want this to last forever.  You are my only paradise.   With you, I know I can do anything.  I simply cannot picture my life without you.’, Argyle confessed.   Eden smiled and kissed his chest, trailing her hand up his naked frame, making him shudder. 

                ‘Ever since Eddie and Chrissy’s wedding it’s all I’ve thought about.   I didn’t want anyone else to know, you know, cuz it would fuck up my street cred.’, Eden confessed.   With the sunlight streaming through the windows, she took upon a halo, making her even more ethereal than before.  

                ‘They’re all gonna know anyways, babe.   Look, we can’t keep our love a secret…’, Argyle began.

                ‘Besides, if the near apocalypse taught us anything, it’s that life is too short.’, Eden said, backing him up against the wall.   Argyle grasped her waist and could feel Eden guiding his fat penis inside her.

                ‘God I want you.’, she moaned seductively.   Argyle matched the rhythm of Eden’s hips and sighed as Eden clutched his buttocks.    Greedily, he lightly nibbled her ear and lightly bit her neck, giving her a bit of a hickey.   Eden made a lascivious growl.

                ‘Ooh, now you’ve marked me, wild man.’, she said, playfully. 

 

Chapter 3—All Through the Night

                Quickly, Argyle pinned Eden to the wall and continued thrusting into her.   She bit her lip and grasped his hair, yanking on it in a playful but savage way.  

                ‘More.’, she begged.    Argyle felt his body merging with Eden’s.   The faster he went, the more his soul entwined with hers.    They kept pinning each other against the cabin walls until they found themselves making love on the bed.

                ‘Ohhh, Eden…’, Argyle climaxed holding her close.   It was only a few seconds later that she orgasmed, loudly.    Flushed from their first intimate encounter, they were surprised it was so much better than they could have imagined, but their hunger for each other had been ignited.

                Through the rest of the night, the two tried new positions, tasting and caressing each other, shimmering into ecstasy so many times they had lost count.    Exhausted from so much lovemaking, they collapsed until Steve woke them up the next day for a celebratory arcade trip and Argyle’s famous pizza.

                ‘I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.’, Steve said, not embarrassed at all.    It hadn’t been the first time Steve had seen Argyle au naturale.    Argyle was a bit freer with his body than most of his friends and didn’t hide much from them.  

                ‘Nah, bro.   You didn’t.   What’s good ?’, he asked.   Steve proceeded to tell them his plan, and Eden couldn’t help but grin at how dorky the guys were together.    It would be that night when the cat would finally be let out of the bag, but for now, the lovers kept button lips on their marriage.

 

Chapter 4—To Have and to Hold

                That night on the go cart track, Argyle told his friends that he and Eden were going to tie the knot that coming summer.

                ‘Woah, congratulations !’, Robin said, patting her Californian friend on the back.

                ‘I knew you would.   I had seen a vision of you two having a wonderful life long into your 100s.  As it should be.’, El said, getting a bit verklempt.    Argyle and Eden raced towards the finish line, and she beat him, but only by a narrow margin.     They got out and stopped by the railing next to the roller rink.

                ‘Eden, my lovely flower.   My precious rose.’, he began.   Eden turned dark red, realizing that Argyle wasn’t the type to wax poetic but after everything he had seen and all he had been through, he had matured immensely in the past few months. 

                ‘Yes, Argyle ? What’s up ?’, Eden asked.   Argyle got on one knee and presented Eden with the most glorious diamond she had ever seen.   He had been saving all his tip money simply to buy that 24 karat piece for her. 

                ‘Care to roam this world with a fellow traveler ?

                I swear you will never roam alone.

                For when I am with you

                I know, at last, I’m home.’, Argyle said, gently.  

                ‘Of course I’ll travel with you anywhere !   Yes !  I’ll marry you !’, Eden stated.   She loved this about Argyle.  He was totally spontaneous and romantic.   The unplanned proposal had been something out of a fairy tale.   Inasmuch as she didn’t want to admit to it, Argyle had made Eden feel respected, wanted, loved, adored and totally authentic with her plans and goals.   Not even her own family had done that for her.   Her ultra religious dad would probably disapprove of them being together, but at least she figured that she would be welcomed home once grandkids were in the picture because deep at his core, he truly loved the myriads of kids he had.  

 

5pilogue

                The ceremony had been plain and simple, and much to their surprise, Eden’s family attended.  The two had made amends, and yes, it was true, her dad didn’t agree with all of her life choices, but he was exceptionally proud of his daughter and really liked Argyle and how he took care of her.   Argyle was the yang to her ying.    The two were only too happy and eager to consummate their marriage, the fire of their love stoked hotter than before.   They could barely keep their hands off each other, but neither had the pair felt so complete before.    Even until they were old and grey, they would make love when the mood struck them.   Oftentimes, their love was a simple smile or a tender touch, but both of them knew, as each other’s red thread, that this love was forever, and not even death could separate them.

 

The End