COME AND GET YOUR LOVE 
Redbone.

⚠︎ SEX SCENE AND SEXUAL REFERENCES ⚠︎

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Motherhood had its ups and it downs. Every bit of Melissa held a specific respect for Joyce, dealing with her growing up. It wasn't easy for Joyce to raise a gifted young girl, considering Lonnie chose to be an absentee parent, leaving her mother to be the sole recipient for her and her two brothers. She wished she could've met Abraham, he died before her brain developed.

She wished he was in his granddaughter's life. And more importantly, to her, she dreamed of completing her family. To have both her birth dad and Joyce together, again. It was wishful thinking on her behalf. How could he possibly be with her mother if he isn't alive?

Milly paused her thoughts listening in on Jim muttering, completely out of it, holding one of their bed pillows to his chest. ".. it's important to establish these boundaries.. moving forward so we can create an environment where..." She rounded the bed, stifling a small tired yawn, as little Sarah rested soundlessly in her bassinet. Jim, glaring holes at the music coming out of elevens room, saw straight past a staring Milly. Hands her hips Melissa blows out her cheeks, removing the soggy limp cigarette discarding it inside an empty coffee mug on hoppers night stand. " You feel... comfortable, trusted, and... open. Shit." He re-reads his Notes but snapped out of it once listening to Melissa snap a finger. " Yes, Baby?"

" Go talk to her, Hop. Be honest with her. She will listen to you if you just tell it, you know the truth about how you feel. Or otherwise there is no understanding. Come on, follow me."

Hopper scrambled to stand up, following Milly closely clearing off ash residue on his uniform his cigarette left. Melissa knocked on eleven's door, two times to let Mike and her know they had a minute to get ready for their entrance, assaultively folding her arms in a cross manner on her torso. " El, Honey. It's Mom. Open up."

She announced peering at hopper, whose face is failing at hiding his impressive smile as El's door opened, and she strides in. Eleven stare is focused on Melissa, she greeted her mom with an awkward side smile. Milly manipulated the radio to turn off, shutting down the electricity.

" We have to chat, you two." Milly sat down on a chair Jim placed in the centre of the room, for her, leaning her elbows on her knees. " It's nothing bad. But this is a needed discussion on the topic of boundaries needing to be set." She saw how mikes face twist, in an indifference of opinion when it came to wanting to listen, and Milly made her eyes shimmer momentarily to make him listen. ( It succeeds as Mike gulped.) " I get it. I do, I was your age once too. Though I had a completely different upbringing, to the kids these days have. That isn't the point I am trying to get 'cross." Hopper had his hands on Melissa's arms, relaxing her tense muscles.

" My point is we have gotta come to an agreed compromise. Where.... you two spend a little time apart. Have some days where you aren't always together." Melissa put one finger up for Mike and eleven, sensing their argument on it. Her eyes remain stern. " I don't want to hear a word about it. It's sweet to see you guys in love but with rules comes respect. Respect is a key to building trust. I think it'll do you both good if you have some time 'part. Don't you agree?"

" Look, Melissa.. miss Hopper." Melissa blinks in surprise at how Mike corrects her name. " I kinda disagree. You know? I think, personally, me and El aren't spending that much together. This is sorta making up for all of those missed days, since after all you and the chief hid her." He said, moronically smiling, to Milly. Melissa could feel her patience wear thin. She narrows her gaze at him, staring at Mike under her lids.

" You know what? Your Mom called. Yeah. She needs you home, right away." Hopper, through his teeth, grumbled. " Some bad news, kid. You should really go home, it's your grandma."

Hopper had practically hauled Mike out of the cabin, taking him to the station wagon talking ( Well— shouting more like it ) on the topic of respect and how he is lucky he didn't beat his ass for mouthing off to Melissa. Eleven, saying her apologies once Mike left, began helping her mom pack dishes away in the kitchen. Sarah's little cries made eleven look away and stare at her sister. Melissa smiled noticing elevens eyes on sarah. " Do you want to hold her, Honey? I can help you. Come here. I'll show you how to hold her."

Eleven doubted she could be trusted to hold an newborn child. In the years, before her escape, at Hawkins lab she would see babies be treated inhumanly. As if they were subhumans to the lab coats and scientists experimenting on them all.

She wanted to step back, say 'No' to Milly, only to have it retracted feeling Melissa placing Sarah on her shoulder. Milly instructs eleven, a hand moving to make eleven hold Sarah by her tiny head.

" This is your sister, El. Soon enough she is going to be old enough to know, and see, how awesome her big sister is. She loves you."

Milly said witnessing how comfortable Sarah is lying on her sister. Eleven rests her head on little Sarah's forehead. " Hi, Sissy." She says in a whisper. " El, Sarah. Sarah, El. Sisters." She pointed to herself and her sister. She wrinkled her nose smelling a bad odour, lifting her head up. " Ew. Stinky."

El grunted softly. Milly laughed, it is time for Sarah to get a diaper change. Melissa is given Sarah, by eleven, and Milly goes to the bathroom but is stopped by a fallen drawing El did, and a refrigerator magnet keeping it intact on the actual fridge, on the wooden floor board panels. ' That's strange.' She is careful to place a hand down, reaching for the magnet and she stuck it back on the vintage fridge. It fell off. A baffled Milly tried again, same result. Falling.

" Let's get you in a new set of clothes, Honey."

Indiana summers were consisted of ridiculous humidity, cicadas chirping, and the only main source for people to cool down in happens to be Hawkins community pool. Milly is thankful enough for the invention of air-conditioning, a commodity she used to survive Hawkins heat, the pool is no where she wanted to seen in as much as the water looked inviting. She didn't exactly feel comfortable, with the idea of Billy Hargrove doing lifeguard duties. He could spy on her.

Instead she spent her time conversing with her mom, rocking Sarah to sleep, inside her mom's job at the general store. Hopper galavants into the building, sunglasses on, and a plastered on shit eating grin.

" Your daughter is a wonderful woman, Joyce. She set those boundaries like a superwoman! Order has been restored." Jim's voice carried in the empty convenient store, he planted a long, soft, kiss on Melissa's lips as a signifier of his profound relief. She chucked in amusement. Joyce laughs at her girls red face. " You should have seen her! Scared Mike out of his wits and they listened. For the first time in a long time they are apart. I call that success!"

" Well, I do get it from my momma. I learn the best advice from her, Hop." Melissa gushed, an expression of shyness on her face. " All I did is was tell them they needed space, time away to learn some healthy boundaries. Like you said." She feels hopper gently pull her on his lap, and mindful of little Sarah cradled in her arms. He rested his chin on Milly's shoulder, staring at Sarah. " I just got her to sleep, Hop. Be quiet."

" I was thinking. It's been a while since it was just us two alone. I was thinking why don't we go to Enzo's, tonight? At Seven? I'm sure your mom wouldn't mind looking after Sa-bear. We can even come home, early, if you want to."

Joyce, head tilted, gazes at the sight of Milly's family she had made for herself. It was a sight she dreamed of for Melissa. To have someone put her daughter first. Every mother's wishes for their kids to have a happy ending and Milly is proof of it. She nodded, warmly she smiles. " I can do it for you, hon. It gives you and Hop some alone time."

Commotion came from hoppers radio, Calvin Powell's frantic voice came through the radio. " Hey, Chief. You busy? Shits going down at town hall. I need you here!" Melissa became a little concerned at the protester shouts on the intercom. 'Recall the mall' and 'No more mall' are both repeated phrases she hears. " I think you need to get your ass to town hall. Now!"

' That doesn't sound too promising.'

" Duty calls, baby. I will see you tonight, I love you!"

Before she knew it Melissa is driving herself to Enzo's, a niche small town Italian restaurant in Main Street. It's Hawkins best served spaghetti Melissa ordered, for her lunch one day, in past year because of her cravings.

Milly parked her convertible next to hoppers station wagon and glanced at her rear-view mirror applying light rosy red lipstick on. Patting it dry she grinned. Exiting her car, purse clutch in hand, Melissa's eyes searches the inside of Enzo's finding Jim entering the prestigious residence. Old classics were played, in a lined-up symphony on violin, as her eyes met hoppers in the dimly lit room.

Jim got up out of his seat.

" You look stunning, sweetheart." Hopper whispered, pulling out one of the chairs, kissing her shoulder. She giggled, a blush flushing her cheeks. " I ordered you your favourite pasta. I remember you couldn't stop eating that shit, when you were pregnant with Sarah. Oh, and some of your fav red wine too."

Hopper pushes the sturdy seat back in then he goes back to his spot, fixing his suit. Melissa's brows bemusedly rose at hoppers colour infuse Hawaiian T-Shirt. Her cheeks pinched when a piece of her lips tuck, biting her lip indiscreet. He looked handsome in the shirt. The blazer is restrictive enough she could see how his large arms began to protrude and the material tight to the skin on Jim's wider body frame. Milly's fingers crawled to hopper's hand. She crept her hand up his arm and Jim, tentacular, wormed his hand into hers. She takes a glance to all of the guests, busy immersing in their own dining to see Melissa move her seat to sit next to him.

" You know." Milly played with Hopper's shirt. " I like this shirt on you, Hop." Jim, aroused at her bold behaviour feeling her hand roaming a part of his trousers to his inner thigh, smirked. " but I much rather like to see you out of it."

Jim found her confidence thrilling, he didn't mind her being in control. ( He enjoyed it too much.) Melissa paused her roaming hand, as a waiter came to serve their red wine, hopper is grumbling adjusting his pants. Hiding the fact he is turned on.

" Thank you very much." She smiled, acting like nothing happened. Melissa stared hopper down, sipping on her cherry red wine, feeling up his leg slyly winking.

He place down a decorative maroon serviette on his lap. Hopper mouth turned upwards, in response to Milly choking on her wine while he secretly all but rode his hand up her leg getting startling close to her panties. He leaned in, his rumbly baritone voice huskily mumbles. " Stop or you're not gonna be able to have the ability to walk in the morning." He promised, lust in his tone. " Keep it up."

" What.. if.. I don't want to stop it. What's you gonna do 'bout it?" She pushed her self closer, pretending to move her chair inwards for the bread sticks, smiling sweetly. " You will.. you'll discipline me? Daddy?"

" I need the check, right now, waiter. Please!"

⚠︎ SEX SCENE ⚠︎

Hopper flicks the lights on to the motel room, he rented for the night, and Melissa giggled as she was thrown gently on the bed while hopper climbed ( Pounced more like it as if he is a dog in heat ) on top of her. He helps her out of her dress, he trailed kisses on her slim athletic legs each time he saw them.

She unclasped her bra, he prowls up her body gaze darkening with an unrepressed arousal, leaving gently love bites on her body making her feel euphoric bliss at his purposeful strong touches. He knew how to use his hands, she arches her back at his roaming tongue up her neck.

Suckling on the sensitive flesh of Milly's collarbone, hopper bucked his hips wrapping her legs around the width of his wide waist to make her cradle his lower body so he can see her full bare self on top of him.

Melissa leaned forward capturing her lips on hoppers slipping a moan in at the feeling of his growing erecting dick.

She unbuttoned his Hawaiian shirt, his blazer was discarded in the wagon, shoving the fleece material off. She glided her hand on his chest, admiring his broad chest. He granted Melissa access to his neck, as she leaves bites on Jim's shoulder and he groaned at the sensation that he felt. Rolling over he unbuckled his pants, he had help from Milly. Melissa crumpled up her brand new self-name lingerie underwear amid Jim removing his Jeans then his drawls. Her eyes roamed over the sheer size of hopper, she couldn't begin to understand how that fits.

He wasted zero time with it. Hopper inserted himself into Milly, starting slow as to allow her to adjust his size, however her urgent clawing at his back skin made him pick up the speed of his thrusts. The headboard thuds at the impact of each move he did, Milly rain her nails down Jim's back surely leaving scars, as she moaned vocally. " Don't stop, Jim. Don't.. stop. Faster." She ordered, he didn't need to be told thrice.

He buried himself in the heap of Milly's hair as his thrusts become faster. She cried out, as her hands tightened on the bed sheet, fastening an arm around his broad neck bringing him more energy to continue his motion. Tangling her legs, entwining them into a firm hold on Jim's waist, his chest grumbled with pleasure at the sight of her completely at his mercy. His groan sounds in her ear. A blithering mess but she's still the most radiant woman to bless his eyes.

Jim and Milly climax together, hopper reached for her hands to put them on the headboard, he switched their position making her sit up in an upward way. " Hold the headboard tightly." He instructed, not giving her time to follow the note he kept her in place on his lap, smoothly moving his hips repeatedly up and down as he listens to her gasp in a struggle to contain her ecstasy. He sees her mouth form a O. " good girl."

" Hopper. H..Hopper."

She shutters out, her eyes began rolling into the back of her head at the feeling of her high pleasure. He did a third, slower, thrust until he came a second time and she did too. Their first instinct is to collapse on the bed, Melissa laid her head on his hairy chest. Hopper reached to grab his Hawaiian shirt giving it to her. Milly's eyes twinkled, sliding it on. Jim grinned. " You suit that better than I do, Mils. It can be yours, now."

" Hmm. I don't know, you look pretty yummy in it. So you keep it." She chuckled when Jim's chest puffed out, getting an ego boost out of it. " Calm down, Handsome." She softly laughed. " Don't go all macho on me."

" But you love it, baby." He purred leaning in, ducking under the cover. " Round two?"

" Hop!"

JASMINE SPEAKS;

I've never been good at writing sex scenes. Oh my gosh, I'm sorry if that wasn't what you are used to. I usually take notes, when I'm reading other fanfics and books I've read in the past or seen in movies.

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Hopper and Milly? Melissa's intervention with him talking to Mike and El? Milly as a mother to Eleven/Jane and Sarah?