PART 15 Hawkins little secret last part!
Jim Hopper x reader
Warnings: AOB, swearing, kidnapping, mentions/usage of drugs (medical, forced supplements), age gap, hurt/comfort, miscommunication, nesting, depressive episode, reader has chronic pain and mental health problems, plus size reader, virgin reader, dependency, mentions of past abuse (stepdad), trauma, sexual, slow burn, eventual smut, sexism, virgin reader, mentions of knots
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Notes: sorry it took me so long xD
It feels strange to lie in a bed that isn’t your own while not in danger or in that horrid lab. Even with clean sheets the smell of Jim isn’t erased and you find yourself burying your nose into the pillow and sighing. You don’t sleep, not right away, you feel bad for Jim sleeping out on the couch that is way too small for him, but he had insisted. His words echo in your ‘My omega’ it’s makes you giddy, then makes you roll your eyes at yourself. You glance at the clock 12:30, you sigh again before getting up and seeing Jim awkwardly on the couch his eyes closed, but his body is too tense to be sleeping.
“Jim?” You call and he jolts his eyes snapping open.
“Sorry” you apologise and he shakes his head sitting up.
“What’s wrong?” He asks rubbing his eyes. You hesitate, glance at the uncomfortable couch then think about the bed.
“I don’t want you to sleep on the uncomfortable couch” you say hoping he gets the hint.
“It’s fine really, don’t worry about me” he says and you huff quietly.
“Would you sleep in the bed? Please?” You decide to say outright. Jim freezes in moonlight and you feel anxiety creeping up.
“Alright” he agrees and you nod, feeling a little relief as you head back to his room. You lie down in the bed by the edge and Jim climbs in beside you. He sighs in relief once lying down and you knew that damn couch wasn’t any good for him to sleep on. You lay on your back and see him lie on his side facing you as he gets comfortable. You don’t look at him, instead pretending to sleep by closing your eyes and yawning.
After a while of listening to the clock tick your body isn’t going to sleep. You feel frustrated and open your eyes again to stare at the ceiling but don’t make any noise.
“Can’t sleep?” Jim asks and you jump not expecting him to be awake.
“I’m still here” he jokes and you smile and huff jokingly.
“C’mere” he mutters and you look to him. The arm he’s lying on is now flat on the bed and his other arm is up. You hesitate again before scooting closer, your head goes on his arm and you shuffle closer while his free arm goes around your back. He lets out a hum and brings you closer making you flush a bit, but sigh and tuck yourself under his chin.
“You smell good” he says quietly his nose pressed against the top of your head.
“Do I?” You ask and he nods humming again as he takes a deep breath. You take in his scent too, it calms you down and you sigh quietly pressing your nose closer to his neck to get his scent better. The alpha hums again, he likes making that noise apparently, he tilts his head back slightly giving you better access. You feel your face warm, an alpha exposing his neck to an omega is an invitation.
“Come on omega” he whispers, voice a low rumble. It makes you shudder so you press yourself closer, running your nose along his neck, breathing in his scent right from his glands. His scent makes your inner omega go to goo, you breath through your mouth, your warm breath making him shudder to. You decide to be braver, kissing along his neck instead. Jim’s arm tightens around you, his hand gripping your hip. You feel him tug your hips closer, pulling them flush against his, your face heats up more as you stop and pull your head back. His head snaps down and he frowns.
“Did I go too fast?” He asks worried and you shake your head.
“What’s the matter?” He asks gently his hand rubbing your hip gently rather than grabbing it.
“Can I kiss you?” You ask. He smiles in the moonlight, a slow grin.
“You don’t have to ask sweetheart” he says and leans down to kiss you. You sigh and kiss him back, your hips shifting closer without realising as you angle yourself better. He groans and you think you did something wrong till he’s kissing you deeper like before. Your back arches without meaning to, pressing yourself impossibly closer as he claims your mouth. His tongue swiped over your lips and you open your mouth without thought letting him in. His hand is gripping your hips again keeping you close, he doesn’t need to, you’re staying there anyway. You feel his hips shift and feel him hardening in his grey pants. He pulls back and you actually whine at the loss, chasing his lips for moment till you open your eyes. It’s hard to see in the moonlit room, but his eyes darker than before, he’s panting softly.
“Tell me to stop” he says and you frown.
“Stop what?” You question as he leans his forehead against yours.
“Kissing you, grinding against you like a teenager” he mutters.
“Why?” You frown and he makes a small groan.
“Because I’m gonna do a whole lot more if you don’t stop me now” it finally clicks, you feel your face go hot again, feel your lower stomach clench in excitement, feel your thighs tense together.
“Omega” he rumbles his breath fanning across your face and you know he can smell your arousal just as you can smell his.
“Don’t stop” you say pressing your hips to his again.
“Please” you add and that breaks him. He kisses you again more deeply than last time, taking your breath away, his knee slides between your legs pressing his thigh right to your clothed pussy. You make a small noise of surprise against the kiss before his hand tightens it hold and makes you grind down on the muscle. It’s sweet delicious friction that sends a shudder up your spine, you hear him rumble in his throat so you grind slowly against his thigh. You try to pant and catch your breath, but he’s insistent on the kiss, you whine breathing heavily through your nose and you pinch his side. He stops instantly, looking at you worriedly.
“Breathing” you say breathlessly.
“Sorry omega” he mutters and kisses along your jaw instead. You sigh and tilt your head back, it’s a bit awkward on your side, but apparently he makes do, kissing down the side of your jaw and neck. Your hips continue, slow grinding against his thigh, you sigh and shudder at the feeling.
“Feel good?” He asks lowly and you nod.
“Don’t pass out on me” he jokes softly and you huff slapping him lightly as he rolls you onto your back and hovers above you. He stares down at you and you feel yourself grow small under his intense gaze.
“You’re so beautiful” he kisses you gently before kissing down your neck again. This time you can tilt your head to the side, giving him better access. He makes a sound of enjoyment as he kisses along your neck, brushing over the sensitive mating gland that makes your whole body shudder.
“Damn” he whispers and kissing it again, making you shudder again without control.
“Stop” you stutter out and he apologises quietly moving onto another part of your neck instead. Goodness your head swims, feel the light suck and kiss he left there almost sent you into mating overdrive. He lifts his head, slowly goes down your body kissing you through the fabric of your pajamas. He kneels between your spread thighs, looking at you, his hands moving to your waist band.
“Can I?” He asks and you nod.
“Yeah” you lift your hips ignoring the jolt of pain, but he catches your grimace as he slides your pants off.
“Did that hurt?” He asks worried.
“Only a little” you say. You feel his large hands cup your hips before he massages gently, you sigh his warmth and gentle pressure soothing them instantly.
“Do you want to get undressed yourself comfortably?” He asks as he leans down to your stomach to kiss it through the fabric. You almost want to cry, his soft massaging touch and worry for hurting yourself more. His eyes find yours, he must scent your emotions.
“Sweetheart” he mumbles and leans up, kissing you softly. You let out a small whimper and he hushes you. You feel pathetic, ruining the moment with your stupid pain.
“Hey” he soothes holding you gently, he whispers your name kissing your cheeks and forehead.
“It’s ok, we don’t have to move forward” he says despite his obvious erection pressing against your stomach.
“I want to” you say and he nods.
“Alright, let me try something” he grabs a free pillow.
“Can you lift with me for two seconds?” He asks and you nod as he quickly slide the thicker pillow under your hips. You rest back on the pillow, hips elevated slightly, it relieves the tension instantly and you sigh in relief.
“Better?” He asks watching you and you nod.
“Good” he nods looking at you intensely again.
“What?” You ask and he shakes his head making you huff.
“You look damn good spread out in my bed” he says his voice slightly hoarse and your body reacts instantly, cheeks warming, clenching around nothing as arousal tingles your stomach.
“Damn” he whispers before shuffling back between your legs. You watch him kiss the top of your thighs before he moves them open more, glancing to you briefly, you nod they don’t hurt. He relaxes and leans down, kissing your inner thighs, giving a soft teasing bite when you squirm a bit from his closeness. You feel his breath over your damp underwear, it makes your muscles jolt a bit before you feel his nose pressing against your clothed pussy and breathing deeply. You go embarrassed, Jim groans quietly before his hands find the hem of your underwear and tug down with a little force so they come off without having to have you lift up. You prepare yourself mentally for something, you don’t know what, disgust? Change of mind? Rudeness? All the bad possibilities rush through your head till you feel his tongue slide through your folds and over your clit. You gasp at the sudden feeling till he does it again. You moan softly feeling his tongue brush against your clit every slide till he focuses on the sensitive bundle. His tongue presses against it, rubbing tasting, it makes your back arch slightly.
“Ah, don’t hurt your hips” he lays an arm over your hips keeping them down and you huff out a small smile before he goes back to eating you out. It’s hard to sit still when he’s making you feel good, you can smell your own sweet inviting scent and his intoxicating one filtering through the small room making your head spin lightly in a good way. You feel his other hand move, a finger running through your slick before sliding in your entrance easily. It feels weird at first, but with his tongue distracting you, you slowly roll your hips on his finger instead.
“Impatient” he huffs softly and you still a bit. He lifts his head frowning slightly as you go to apologise for seeming too eager.
“If you apologise for wanting more I will stop” his eyes are narrowed, deadly serious and you flush and nod.
“Ok” you just breathe instead.
“Good” he mumbles then continues. He adds a second finger and you feel the stretch from his thick fingers and sigh. He moves them slowly, stretches them around while keeping you pleasured with his tongue.
“Jim” you whine softly, it’s not enough, you need more, need to feel more, your body craves it you need your alpha now. You feel warmth rush through you and the alpha between your legs groans quietly.
“Such a good omega” he praises and you mewl in response. He adds a third finger stretching you open more quickly before he removes them and climbs back up your body. You pant at the lack of stimulation and stare at him with hazy eyes.
“Gonna hurt for a bit ok?” He warns and you nod, not caring right now. He smiles a bit and spreads your legs slightly wider and lines himself up.
“Breathe” he says before his tip presses against your entrance and slides in. You bite the inside of your cheek, hold your breath slightly before remembering his words. He leans down and kisses your neck gently, hips inching forward. You lift your hands gripping his broad shoulders, nails digging into them. He stops, lets you adjust before thrusting in more.
“Good girl” he mutters softly as your grip lessens. His hips rock gently, shallowly thrusting, letting you get used to the feeling.
“More” you say and he complies. You sigh as he thrusts all the way in, you feel deliciously full, connected. His thrusts start out slow, careful, making sure you get used to them while he lifts his head and kisses you softly. You moan quietly kissing him back before he sets a steady pace. You cling to each other, his arms snaking around you to hold you close, one hand on your hip the other under your back, his breathing elevated. You dig your fingers into his back, half not wanting him to disappear half needing something to grip onto. The hand from your hip disappears as he picks up the pace, you feel his fingers find your clit again and you moan as he runs slow circles before getting quicker. You feel yourself clench around him and he groans into your neck warm breath hitting your neck.
“Jim” you whine his name back arching, legs trembling slightly.
“That’s it” he encourages his fingers using more pressure that brings you over the edge. You make a breathless gasp as your body coils then releases, Jim groans, his fingers slowing, but his hips stuttering. You feel the swell at his base and widen your legs without thinking.
“Not this time” he whispers and you practically whimper in protest, legs locking around his hips.
“Damn it” he mutters his hand coming to your thigh gripping it, but not moving.
“You’re not in heat, not fully prepared, I don’t want to hurt you” he nuzzles the side of your face. Logic claws through your clouded brain and your legs unlock from his hips.
“Thank you” he sighs in relief, before continuing to chase his release.
“Jim” you whine softly and his hips still after one last thrust. You feel warmth fill your inner walls and sigh while Jim trembles above you. He kisses your neck, your mating gland and you shudder and clench around him, nails digging into his shoulders again. His hands soothe your body, running up and down your sides, gently massaging your hips with each pass. He moves slowly, pulling out and collapsing on the side of the bed with a loud breath.
“You ok?” He asks panting quietly and you tilt your head to look at him. His face is flushed, a layer of sweat over his body. You smile and nod. He smiles too softly lifting himself up slightly to kiss you softly once more.
“My omega” he murmurs against your lips, this time you don’t question it, just smile.
