NOTRE DAME, INDIANA — 1986.

"I'M REALLY STARTING TO REGRET giving you a key."

Steve looked up as Theresa walked into her apartment, finding him sitting on the couch with his feet propped up watching television.

"Hey beautiful," he instantly smiled upon seeing her face, standing up and walking over to greet her.

He swept her into his arms, spinning her around as Tess gave a groan. Steve looked down at her, kissing her before saying anything.

"What's wrong?" he finally asked, noting the frown on her face.

Theresa sighed, attempting a small smile. "I just sat through a three and a half hour lecture. Really fun stuff."

Steve smiled down at her, pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I would have fallen asleep within the first ten minutes, if it makes you feel any better."

"It doesn't make me feel better, but it is funny," Tess replied, tilting her head with a shrug.

"I'm glad I could make you laugh," he responded, leaning down to kiss her again. "I've missed you," Steve continued, kissing her again.

Theresa laughed a little, placing her arms around his neck. "It's been like a week," she mumbled between kisses, Steve pulling her closer by the waist as he absentmindedly nodded.

"It's been like a million years," he gave a distracted response, becoming more focused on grasping at her hips like a man starved.

"Someone's needy," Tess remarked as Steve pushed her back toward her bedroom and connected their lips once more.

He hummed in response, falling over her onto the bed as he pulled back for a moment to look at her.

Theresa furrowed her eyebrows, staring up into his doe brown eyes.

"You alright?"

Steve quickly nodded. "Yeah, of course. I just... like to look at you."

She slowly started to grin. "Weirdo."

He rolled his eyes, leaning down for another hungry kiss. Steve was unsure why he was yearning for Theresa in the way that he was; it really had only been a week since they had last seen each other. He tried to pay a visit at least once a week, which most of the time he did, but Steve wanted more. He wanted every single day with Tess– no, he wanted every second. The only explanation he could think of, really, was that it was because Theresa was the only girl he had ever been in love with.

Steve slid his hands underneath her shirt, moving his lips against her jawline and down her neck with force. Tess ran her hands through his hair, eyes fluttering shut while Steve tried his hardest not to leave marks on her neck this time. She had told him that she had to explain them to her mother one day and was... interesting.

"So pretty," Steve mumbled, pulling back to breathe for a moment as he began to remove his shirt.

"All mine."

He expertly unbuttoned her blouse, untucking it from her skirt as Steve discarded the shirt as fast as he could. Tess looked so stunning underneath him, caramel brown hair splayed around her as she laid there in her black lace bra and green plaid skirt. She bit her lip with a cocky smile, resting her arms on either side of her head.

"You just gonna keep staring, or..."

Steve shrugged. "Maybe."

Theresa reached up and pulled him crashing down, meeting his lips once more. She moved her hands down his toned chest and abdomen, feeling for the button of his jeans. Steve helped her in taking them off, kicking his shoes off with them. Then he yanked off her skirt, throwing it across the room so dramatically that Tess rolled her eyes. He pinned his arms on either side of her, slowing down his pace to take his time. They had the rest of the day, after all, since she was done with her classes.

He kissed her chest, reaching underneath her to unclasp her bra and do away with it. Steve paused for a moment as he stared admiringly, Tess realizing what he was doing.

"Steve," she thumped him on the head, Steve sucking his teeth and rubbing the spot.

"What, am I not allowed to look?"

Theresa pursed her lips. "I guess, but you act like a preteen boy seeing boobs for the first time."

Steve clearly had no shame. "Can you blame me? They're boobies, I love your boobies–"

"Oh my God, stop talking," she interrupted, exasperated.

He snickered to himself. "I just like your boobs," he mumbled, proving that fact as he brought his lips around her breast and kneaded the other. Theresa moaned softly, giving him satisfaction with that sound he had been wanting to hear. Steve moved his mouth to the other nipple, wanting to stay right there for hours alone as long as he could have his face in her tits. Sure, it may have seemed juvenile, but Steve knew what he liked.

Steve was also painfully hard, the bulge in his briefs aching against Theresa's thigh. She felt it, wanting to help Steve out with it but knowing he was too invested with his current fixation. His hot lips switched between her breasts, almost as if trying to decide which one he liked better. Tess sighed with pleasure, continuing to run her manicured fingers through Steve's hair in a way that sent chills down his spine. Steve was about to cum already.

He moved a hand down her body, trailing his nimble fingers over her stomach and between her thighs. Forcing her legs apart, Steve brought his lips back to Theresa's while he slipped a hand underneath her underwear. Tess was already glisteningly wet, and he could feel it as he began to circle her clit. An involuntary gasp escaped her lips, eyelids fluttering shut as Steve continued to massage her bud, witnessing the way she came undone by his own doing. And knowing that he was the only one who could turn her into a complete, utterly beautiful mess.

"Steve," Tess moaned into his mouth, pulling his hair to elicit a groan from him as well. She was constantly aware of the fact that she could turn Steve on just by a simple tug of his infamous locks.

Steve forced himself back to reality, sliding her underwear down her legs and taking two of his fingers to push them inside of Theresa. He kept his thumb circling her clit, pumping his digits in and out of her as Tess only spoke in broken sentences, arching off of the bed slightly while he moved his fingers faster. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, swearing she was seeing stars as tension began to build in her lower stomach. Steve gave in as he stared at her throat which seemed to be taunting him, attacking her neck with hard kisses and sucking at her sweet skin. Adding a third finger inside of her, the pleasure overwhelmed Tess as it caused her to approach her edge. The sounds she was making was like music to Steve's ears, Theresa choking up as her orgasm hit her.

Pulling out his fingers, now dripping with her, he sucked them into his mouth to clean them off. Tess was given a moment to come down from her high, but it was not long before Steve was taking off his boxers, the tip of his cock already leaking. Theresa panted, her mascara already sweating off. Steve soaked in the sight of her, makeup messed up and hair wildly ruffled. He paused, pumping his length with a hand for a moment as he stared at her breathlessly. A slight frown creased her brow, coming to realize what Steve was wanting to know.

He cleared his throat. "Can I– uh, can I...?"

"Yes," Tess quickly nodded, just wanting Steve to hurry up and fuck her already. She and Steve had had unsafe sex a few times before, because Theresa made the decision to go on birth control. They were smart about their sex life; at least, they tried to be.

Steve grunted softly as he hovered over Tess, aligning himself with the entrance to her core. She wrapped her arms around his neck, Steve gripping her hips as he slowly pushed inside of her. A moan escaped her lips, not having a hard time adjusting to the size because she was already used to it. Steve groaned as he felt her walls clench around his dick, dropping his head into the crook of her neck while his name was uttered from Theresa's mouth over and over.

"Give me more," she breathed into his ear, Steve listening to her in an instant. He jerked his hips forward, eliciting a sharp moan from Tess as she clawed at his back. He would definitely have scratch marks, but that was last thing Steve was worried about. Reaching around his neck, he took her wrist and pinned her hand back against the mattress, intertwining their fingers. Steve hit the spot inside of her that made Theresa whine, not bothering to increase his pace as he kept a slow and steady rhythm. A low groan emitted from his throat, bottoming out inside of Tess as he brushed against her cervix. Something about his slow, patient strokes had her nearly screaming his name, legs trembling as they were pushed back against her body. Steve squeezed Theresa's hand tightly, meeting her lips once more with breathless, open-mouthed kisses.

"Don't stop, I'm close," she moaned, gripping his shoulder as Steve bucked his hips as deep into her as he could go. For a second time she felt the heat rising in her stomach, a knot tightening that assured she was about to climax again. Steve pulled away to watch her, be a witness to her falling apart by his doing. The way her eyes rolled back into her head, her mouth falling open while pretty moans flowed out. Steve was sure this was heaven. Theresa clenched around his dick, releasing all over him. He kept his strokes slow and deep, knowing he was close too. Steve could not hold out, sinking his teeth into her shoulder as he came inside of her. He collapsed against her, the both of them taking a moment to catch their breath. Steve pulled out of her, propping himself up to look at her again.

A stupid grin formed on his face, pushing her hair out of her face as Tess let out a breathless laugh.

"I've been waiting to do that all week," Steve muttered, pressing a kiss to her swollen lips.

"I can tell," she nodded, ruffling his already messy hair. Steve rolled off of her, laying beside her and staring up at the ceiling.

Steve looked back over at her after a moment. "Did you know how much I love you?"

Theresa gave a grin, sarcastically replying, "Oh really? I wouldn't have guessed."

She turned on her side, propping herself up on her elbow to look at him with a hazy smile. Leaning in, she kissed him once more.

"I love you too," she whispered, rolling over at once and climbing out of bed.

Tess walked into the bathroom. "By the way," she called, starting up the shower, "you're washing the sheets!"

Steve snickered to himself, getting up and following her into the bathroom.

He didn't have a problem with that.

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THERESA SINCLAIR WAS BACK IN Hawkins.

It had been a few months, her last visit being for one of Lucas's basketball games. Today was the same– except tonight was the championship game. Lucas had been riding the bench all season, but Tess still made an attempt to support him when she was not busy.

When she was not studying for her classes, Theresa was interning at a law office in Notre Dame. Most of the people there were men, which meant they were also assholes, but Tess made it clear on her first day that she was not going to let anyone run over her. Some of the guys liked that spunk; others did not.

But now, Tess was finally on spring break. She had not told Steve that she would be arriving a day early, so Theresa planned to surprise him.

She pulled into to the parking lot of the strip where the Family Video store stood, getting out of her car and walking in.

Keith was standing at the counter, his eyes widening as Tess walked in. She adjusted her purse on her shoulder, walking up.

"Keith," she smiled. "How's it going?"

"Uh– hi," he stammered nervously.

Theresa looked around. "Where's Steve?"

"Helping a customer," Keith replied, gesturing to the right with his head.

She looked to the side, noticing a girl standing in front of Steve. Tess did not recognize the girl, but she could see in an instant that she was trying to flirt with Steve. Who, in turn, appeared very uncomfortable.

"I bet girls come in here all the time just to talk to you," the unknown girl remarked, flashing a smile.

Steve scratched the back of his neck. "Uh... yeah, I have a girlfriend. Sorry."

The girl was persistent, Theresa observing with some amusement.

"Really? Where is she, then?"

Tess raised her eyebrows, deciding that was enough.

"Look to your left."

The girl turned her head, startled, along with Steve whose eyes widened with surprised.

Theresa smiled. "Do you see her now?"

She watched the random girl leave with a smirk, looking back to Steve as he walked up to her. He was overjoyed.

"Tess! What are you doing here? I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow!"

Beaming, Theresa replied, "I wanted to surprise you. I came down a day early to see Lucas play tonight."

Steve pulled her into his arms, lifting her off of the ground as he spun her around. She gave a giggle, reaching up to kiss him.

"Nice to see you too," she muttered.

"Wait a second."

Theresa and Steve turned, seeing Keith still standing at the counter. He pointed between the two in disbelief.

"You're dating Harrington? Seriously?"

She smiled apologetically, raising a shoulder as Keith only sighed and walked away. Steve watched him with narrowed eyes.

"He's still a douchebag, as you can see."

Tess grinned, leaning back against the counter. "No offense, but you kinda don't have any room to call someone else a douchebag."

Steve rolled his eyes, placing his arms on the counter on either side of her.

"So, I guess we have a date tonight."

Theresa tilted her head. "What, you wanna come to Lucas's game with me?"

"Duh, it's the championship game!" Steve replied.

She slowly smiled. "How come the Tigers never made it to the championship when you were playing?"

Steve stood there with his mouth agape for a moment, Tess snickering to herself.

He rolled his eyes again.

"Shut up."

notes.
boobies

i just realized today that this book is the most i have ever written smut in my life that is INSANE

the girlboss is back in hawkins 😍 we're gonna meet rudy in the next chapter though... 😐

there's so much i want to write in season 4 and i just don't know if i'll be able to fit it all in lord have mercy 😩 gonna try my best though

tess was giving a bit of jade west energy in that one scene in victorious. y'all know the one

what are you most excited to see for this book in season 4?