cheerfire | you are my sun, my moon

[ Eddie just holds her, doesn't try to offer any more platitudes. He lets her cry against his chest and keeps her there, close and secure. There's no judgement, no attempt to quiet her, he just keeps his arms around her and buries his face into her hair until she's finished. Part of him thinks that their whole life might be like this, filled with moments that make either of them swell up with love until the point of bursting. That's fine by him. ]

Yeah, okay.

[ His grip around her loosens so that she can pull back, and he reaches to brush calloused fingertips over her face. Even just having cried, she is so heartbreakingly beautiful. ]

I'll wash, you dry?

[ And so they busy themselves about the kitchen, getting things cleaned up in record time. They've managed to make everything spotless, and despite her previous suggestion, Eddie has something else in mind now. He reaches to take one of her hands in his, tugging her towards the back door that leads out to the lake. ]

Come with me. [ Eddie gives her a mischievous grin, tugging at her hand. ] Let's go outside for a minute.

[That grin he gives her earns a laugh. She nods and lets him lead the way, without any question. If he wants her to go outside, she'll go outside. She thinks she'll follow him just about anywhere.]

What are you planning, baby?

[Not like his answer is going to make any difference. He seems excited about something, and that makes her just as eager.]

Are we going out to the lake this late?

Sort of.

[ The lake is a thing of beauty at this time of night. With the moon shining full and heavy above, the surface of the water is like glass, drinking in the light. Eddie guides her carefully down to the shore, where grass gives way to soft sand. He pauses there, strips himself of his shirt and pants. He's laughing softly as he reaches to do the same for her. His hands won't rest until he's got her in her bra and panties, looking the picture of innocence in the moonlight. ]

Come on. [ He's still tugging at her hand, as their feet begin to splash in the water. ] Just a little more.

[ He wants to swim, though not especially far out. Something about the lake water is healing, rejuvenating. He wants to bring her in and hold her close. It's cold at this time of night, but not so cold that it's uncomfortable. And even then, if she's cold, Eddie keeps her close enough that his body heat can be hers. ]

[He's dragging her into the water, and she gives a soft squeal of surprise at how chilly the water is at night. She instantly goes under the water to try and acclimate to it faster, and swims out a good distance before popping back up to the surface.

It's a surprise when he's right there beside her, but it sure makes it convenient to stand up and wade right over to him. He's nice and warm, and she's all too glad when he pulls her in close to him.

In the moonlight, he looks almost painfully handsome. His pale skin almost seems to glow, and the light reflects off his dark eyes in a way that captivates her.]

I'm really going to miss having a lake in our backyard.

[She smiles though, the sentiment more joking nostalgia than anything actually sad. Her arms reach up over his shoulders, curling loosely together around his neck.]

I bet there will be one at camp, too. But we'll probably have to sneak around to get to do this there.

We could find someplace like this.

[ It's beautiful out here, but he imagines any place on earth would be beautiful when he's staring at Chrissy in the moonlight. Water splashes around then, and all it does is make him pull her close, as though he might protect her from the way water laps around them. He kisses her, interrupts the word that come from her, but he couldn't be happier. Time seems to come to standstill out here, and that's a large part of why he wanted to drag her out into the water. ]

When we're at camp-- [ Eddie dips his head to attack her neck with kisses and loving bites.] Fuck, they're going to have to drag me off you.

[ In reality, he plans to at least do the bare minimum required for keeping his job. But here, he can say or do whatever he wants. ]

It might be fun, sneaking around.

[She shivers when his mouth finds her neck, though it has little to do with how chilly the water is. Hearing him mention having to be dragged off of her does things to her that make her feel weak in the knees. Thankfully, he's right there keeping her up.]

It's going to be so much fun. We just have to be careful, so —

[His teeth lightly bite at a sensitive spot and she gasps, her fingers curling into his hair as she does.]

So we don't get fired.

[But god, if the idea of sneaking around doesn't make it seem that much more fun. It's different at camp than it was back home. There, they had to sneak around to protect Eddie. At camp, they'll be sneaking around because it's fun and because they're so in love it's impossible to keep their hands off of one another. They really might have to drag him off of her, and that is an incredibly arousing thought.]

I'll make you tired every night, sweetheart.

[ It's murmured against her, a promise that extends from now until forever. Eddie's hands move to strip them of their last remaining clothing, discarding them with little care to where the water might take them. All he wants now is Chrissy, so beautiful and exposed in the water. ]

You're so fucking beautiful.

[ He pulls her against him, his fingers already tracing familiar lines along her thighs. She's so sweet, so exposed, so open and willing to every touch. And he's hungry for her, wants to take her on this makeshift beach. Eddie guides them back to somewhere they can stand, half submerged, connected between land and shore. One hand reaches its way between her legs, stroking her gently, watching her for every reaction. ]

[Sometimes, she doesn't know what to do with how beautiful he thinks she is. After hearing her entire life she wasn't good enough, having someone tell her she's beautiful and perfect is still overwhelming. Especially when tonight's the first night she's finished a full meal since she was six. There's a part of her that's worried her stomach might feel too hard and full against him, that he'll touch her and recoil away from the fact her body feels different.

That never happens, of course, and instead he pulls her in close and leads her to shallow water, his hand touching her in a way that reminds her that she'll never have to worry if he's attracted to her. He thinks she's beautiful. And he'll make good on his promise to make her tired every night.

She makes a soft whine as he starts to stroke her, the touch almost too gentle. But as light as it is, it's also enough to make her hips rock toward his touch as she reaches over to grab hold of his arm. Not to stop him, but just to brace herself. His touch earns breathy sighs and little gasps as he works her up. Doing this outside in the lake is amazing, and she's already into it.]

More, please.

[Her sweet request comes on the tail end of a low groan, her hand on his arm pressing more firmly, fingernails biting at his skin.]

[ Part of him thinks it's impossible, that she can't know how absolutely stunning she is. Just watching her, the water coming up to her waist, Eddie is sure some part of him has stopped, frozen forever in the aura of Chrissy Cunningham. Especially out here, with the moon shining down on her, she seems to be made of marble. But then he hears her, feels the way she is already rocking against his hands, and the moment is broken, in the best possible way. ]

I've got you.

[ His words are a whispered reassurance, as he pushes them further back towards the shore, if only so he can lay her down in the soft sand. They've already stripped naked in the night, and he's glad for it, because he wants easy access to every inch of her. Eddie lowers his head, dips between her legs to run a teasing line with his tongue. ]

We're all alone out here. [ He raises his head, panting quietly. ] Mind if I make you scream?

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[Jesus Christ.

She's sprawled out in the sand, and he's licking her. His teasing earns a gasp, one that's needy. The way her hand goes straight to tighten in his hair is instantaneous. But she's a good girl for him and doesn't move, even as her body screams at her to tug his head in back close.

This is his game, much like she had hers with the blindfold and the handcuffs. She'll let him have his fun and see where it goes.]

Eddie...

[That won't stop her from drawing his name out in a little whine, one hand pressing against the sand.]

I'd really, really like it if you made me scream as loud as you possibly can.

[ It's their last night here, and Eddie wishes it could last forever. He thinks some day they'll have a place like this of their own, where they can be in a beautiful part of the world, close to the water. In this moment, it's the only thing he wants. But as long as he's with Chrissy, he supposes it doesn't really matter where they end up. A lake, the ocean, in the middle of a big city, out in the countryside, they all paint beautiful pictures in his mind.

He plans to take good care of her tonight, drive her crazy and take full advantage of their current solitude. For so long, Chrissy has had to be quiet, uphold an image, be what the rest of the world wanted her to be. Not anymore, and not ever again.

Eddie says nothing as he lowers his head between her legs. The attention he pays to her is exquisite, wholly focused. But he's slow, his tongue working in teasing motions, over her clit, in and out of her. He's careful to take her time, wants to get her wound up and desperate for more. ]

[At first, she's incredibly self-conscious because of the sand. What if it gets where it shouldn't be, and what if he gets it into his mouth? But after a few passes of his tongue over her clit, it's enough to make her moan and forget all about worrying about anything. Over the next few minutes he slowly works her up, to the point where a hand is fisted in her own hair as her back arches off the ground, hips slowly rocking toward his face.

She bumps him with her thigh once or twice, even presses her thighs against his head as she uses the purchase she finds there to rise up and nearly away from him. He keeps her close though, and her baby takes such good care of her. He dutifully works to make the warmth within her burn brighter, the tension starting to coil tighter and tighter until she's whimpering his name and begging him for more.

He seems content to keep her where she's at though, and soon her other hand is tangled in his hair too, tugging and pulling as she starts to get louder. They're out here in the open, and she's glad no one else is around. Because the noises he's getting her to make are downright sinful sounding, and she's pretty sure she looks like she's completely come undone by the time he works her up close enough to the edge that everything feels like pins and needles.]

Eddie...baby, please. Please, please —

[She isn't even sure what she's asking for at this point. But she knows she's desperate for him to give it to her, whenever he's ready.]

[ The sound of her begging is music to his ears. It's the only thing he ever wants to hear again, as long as he lives. But it isn't enough, even hearing her wracked sobs and the way she calls his name. It's not enough. He had promised to make her scream, and that's exactly what he intends to do. Despite the fact that his own desire is burning through him, his cock practically begging for, Eddie continues his assault against her. Every sound that he can pull from her only spurs him further onward.

He comes up, briefly, for a gasp of air, his mouth glistening. Eddie watches her in the moonlight, flushed and wanting and nearly completely undone. So close, he's so close to having her just where he wants her. He gives her a grin, cheeky enough to wink at her before lowering his head once more. The taste of her is almost dizzying, the feel of her fingers in his hair. He needs it, needs to hear her absolutely wrecked and pleading. ]

[Oh, her thigh definitely bumps against his cheek on purpose when he winks at her. It's enough to make her laugh a little, though the sound becomes a strangled groan instead when he resumes. She's so sensitive after the short break that she roughly pulls at his hair as her thighs press firmly against his head. Again and again, her back arches and she presses upward, hips involuntarily rocking against the motion of his tongue.

He gets her exactly where he wants her in what feels like to Chrissy, an entirely long stretch of time where he toys with her and keeps her right on the edge. He had promised to make her scream, and she realizes he takes that promise seriously. So seriously that he doesn't stop even when her cries of passion are more like screams, and her legs are splayed wide open with her feet firmly resting in the sand. Her toes are digging into it, even as the hand in his hair threatens to hurt him with how firmly she's tugging at his curls.]

Eddie, Eddie please! Either let me come or fuck me or something! Please!

[There are tears in her eyes as she sounds completely wrecked when making her command in the form of begging.]

[ Now that's a tempting choice she's offered him, one that he somehow has the mental capacity to think through, however brief. Let me cum or fuck me. He's managed to get her just how he wants her, truly screaming, desperate and hungry for him. Eddie pulls his mouth away, slowly, achingly so, just as every previous moment had been. Fucking her seems like just the right thing to do, just what the both of them need right now.

Eddie pulls back, only so he can straighten up enough to position himself inside her. She is so impossibly wet, it makes him cry out into the night, an animalistic sound rather than words. His hands move briefly over her breasts before ultimately settling on her hips. With every thrust he pushes her down into the sand, fucks her with everything he can muster.

With how he's already wound her up, it doesn't take long for him to send her screaming over the edge. Eddie is not far behind her, with a few more thrusts he's crying out her name, Chrissy tumbling from his lips on endless repeat, He pulls carefully out of her, moves to lie beside her on the shore. He is breathing heavy and entirely spent, but still reaches to pull her close. ]

You're so fucking hot. [ The words come out muffled as he buries his face in her hair. ] The most perfect thing put on this earth. Holy fuck, Chrissy, I love you.

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[She's still tingly and feeling a rush of endorphins as he pulls her in close, and she's smiling like an idiot as he praises her. There's sometimes where she doesn't feel worthy of how much he builds her up, but as they lay out naked in the moonlight in the sand tonight? She feels like maybe they're both actually perfect, because they found their way together.]

I love you too, Eds. [She murmurs, sounding completely dazed still. She's not so blissed out that she doesn't think to guide him in for a languid kiss, one that draws out until her lips are definitely red and kiss swollen.]

I love you so much, baby. And it was really hot, wasn't it? You were like an animal. Couldn't control yourself at all.

[Which she loved, by the way. That sound he had given out when he first pressed inside her was definitely hot. It's nice to know he can lose himself completely in her like that.]

It's all your fault. [ He laughs softly, a warm and lovely sound, as he slowly comes back down to Earth. Part of him thinks he would be perfectly content to just fall asleep here, as impractical as that would be. ] You make me crazy, sweetheart.

[ Crazy. The best possible kind of crazy. He thinks that is the exact word to describe how he feels about her. It's impossible to imagine his life without her, a world without her in it. And he already knows that he would do anything, everything, for her. Bend over backwards to make her smile, and he would do so happily. That's all he wants for the rest of his life. He's completely lovesick, and it's the only way he wants to feel. ]

I should get you inside.

[ They're both a mess, from the sex and the sand, and yet he doesn't make any movement to get up. He wants to just enjoy this for a minute longer, holding her, pressing kisses to any bit of her he can reach. Eddie skims a hand down her body, taking a moment to admire just how beautiful she is in the moonlight, practically glowing.

Slowly, he pulls himself into a sitting position, waiting for her to do the same. Normally, he would carry her back into the house, but he's not sure he can manage it in his current state. Instead he stands and offers her his hands to help her up, wrapping an arm around her as they stumble their way back inside. ]

Shower?

[She only distracts him a little as they shuffle their way toward the shower, pressing him against the wall to take her time kissing him. And playfully shoving him against the bathroom door so she can kiss a trail down his neck and leave a little mark behind on his collarbone.

By the time they get into the shower again, she's already wanting more. But she waits until they're both washed clean and he helps her get all of the sand out of her hair before she entices him into pinning her against the wall and taking her there. They learn pretty quickly that shower sex is slippery and a little challenging, but they don't shy away from trying to make it work. It doesn't, and they wind up laughing and giving up, Eddie slipping out of the shower to get a towel to wrap her up in.

They fall into bed naked and smoke a little, and spend the rest of the night tangled together while they whisper and talk. They fall asleep hours later, Chrissy still wrapped up in his arms.

The next morning almost is too bittersweet for her to handle. She knows that they have the camp to look forward to, and they're going straight there today. But it's hard for her to leave this place. They've created such happy memories here. She's in tears when he gently lets her know that it's time to go, and his arms wrap around her from behind when she doesn't turn to head to the van now that it's all packed and ready to go.]

Just one more minute. [She insists, hands pressing against his arms. There's no shame in crying over what she'll miss about being here.] I'm not ready to say goodbye yet. I know we were only here for basically a week, but it still feels like our first home.

[ Eddie hadn't expected to have difficulty in saying goodbye to their little vacation, but as tears fall freely down Chrissy's face, he finds himself getting choked up too. It was his first vacation, ever, and with her. Every single moment had been perfect. They've collected a good deal of photos to add to their memory book, and several more that will be for their eyes only. Eddie holds her close, resting his head against hers, taking a moment to soak it all in. ]

I know, baby girl, I know.

[ It's bittersweet, but it makes something hopeful swell up within him. This feels like a glimpse into the rest of their lives. Wherever they go will always feel like home, and he imagines that the day they leave camp will be much the same. Eddie presses a kiss to her temple, turning Chrissy in his arms so they are face to face. Even crying, she's beautiful, though it makes his heart ache to see her like this. He brushes a calloused thumb over her cheek, wiping away tears before he dips down to kiss her. ]

We'll come back here, I promise. [ He speaks with a solemnity that says he means it. ] But we've gotta hit the road, those campers will be hopeless without us.

[She needs a minute. His promise means the world to her, and she knows that he'll do everything in his power to get them back here. Which is good, because this place is their place now. Everything about it is special to her. The fact he feels the same way puts a smile on her face, even as he has to wipe away her tears.]

You're right. There's so much to look forward to.

[Chrissy shouldn't look back. Eddie's her future, and no matter where they go, it will be amazing because he's there with her. She's feeling a little less weepy as she kisses him once more, finally seeming content with the path ahead.]

It doesn't matter where we are, as long as we're there together.

[They pull away after a few more kisses, each of them heading to their side of the van to get in. They've got until five to get to the camp and get checked in, which is plenty of time since they're only a handful of hours away. Stopping for breakfast and lunch is a must, and Chrissy winds up eating and drinking so much at lunch they have to take a couple of bathroom breaks at little gas stations along the way.

By the time they reach camp and get checked in with their new employer, it's early evening and all the other staff is busy checking in and getting things ready. The campers arrive in two days, and there's a lot that needs to be done. But tonight is all about settling in for the new counselors, and Chrissy is dismayed to find out that they've been separated into guys and girls cabins.

He promises to meet up with her later, and sure enough, as she's trying to unpack and get to know her fellow lady counselors, he shows up after dark. She's intentionally picked the bed right by the window, a fact that she points out once she's slipped outside to join him. They're both dressed in their uniforms now, and Chrissy takes a moment to really admire him in something so different than his usual clothes.]

Do you have any idea how hard it's going to be not to room together?

[She laughs as she tucks her fingers into the belt loops on his shorts, giving a rough tug to pull him in close so she can kiss him.]

[ The trip there is fantastic, and there's part of him that wants to pass the camp by and continue on forever. There's just something about the two of them and the open road that warms him from the inside out. They blast music, scream sing until their voices give out, share snacks and sodas together. But the road finally ends, and Eddie pulls into the parking lot with a sigh. This is their new home for the summer months, and he intends to make it every bit as good as their past week.

It's not quite the same, of course, with no hot tub, no shared bed. But there's something exciting about the idea of having to sneak away. The evening goes by in a blur, and as soon as he has a spare minute, he's making his way towards Chrissy's cabin. The rest of the counselors are planning to gather by the lake, though he's not sure they'll be joining. Even though it's only been a few hours, Eddie feels like he hasn't seen her in forever. ]

Think of it this way-- [ He moves to wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her close for a kiss. ] This might be the last time we ever have to sneak around to be together. We should enjoy it.

[ It does add a certain thrill to things, especially seeing her in her almost absurdly skimpy uniform. Eddie doesn't look too bad himself, but it's quite the departure from his usual attire. ]

How do I look? [ He pulls back and does a little twirl for her. ] I'm still not sure if shorts are really my thing.

You look so preppy!

[She tries her best not to laugh, she really does. But she's laughing like crazy as she covers her mouth with both hands, before giving a little twirl herself.]

I'm used to it. But I bet you'll wind up liking the outfit before summer is over.

[The door to her cabin opens and then shuts, as the girls she's rooming with chatter and make their way toward the lake to meet up with the others. Chrissy isn't against sneaking around, even if the idea of it is a little hard to swallow after having free access to him for twenty-four hours a day for the past week. But it's not like they're entirely co-dependent, she tells herself. Even if she was missing him in the hours they've just spent apart. They're still able to do their own thing.

It's fine.]

Everyone's going to the lake. Did you want to go too?

[She's secretly hoping he'll say no.]

[ Eddie groans, raking a hand through his hair. ]

Please don't say that.

[ But he's laughing as he says it, so he can't be all that bothered. If any of his bandmates saw him like this, they would give him hell. But they're not here, and nobody besides Chrissy knows what he's like outside of Camp Silver Spring. For all the rest of their counselors know, Eddie could be the preppy jock that would match with Chrissy. He thinks his hair probably gives him away, and his personality can't be hidden by short shorts and a camp t-shirt. ]

We can catch up with them later.

[ He feels practically starved for her, when he's now so used to being able to have her whenever he wants. Eddie reaches into a pocket, producing a joint as he grins. Hanging out with the other counselors would probably be fun, but he would much rather sneak off into the woods and get high with her. Eddie takes her by the hand, making a beeline for the trees. There's still so much to explore, and he's looking forward to getting to spend their summer finding places to hide away. ]

Come on. [ They delve into the woods, and he's careful to help her over roots and rocks, until they've found themselves a quaint little clearing. If there were a picnic table here, it would be a near double of their spot at home. They'll just have to make do with the few boulders instead, Eddie settling himself down to light his joint. ]

We're gonna have a great summer.

[They're pretty lucky to find such a great spot. It's similarity to their spot back in Hawkins isn't lost on her, and she's wearing a fond smile as she climbs up to sit down beside him. He lights up and she waits for him to take his initial drag before leaning in to kiss him. She takes in at least half of what he's inhaled in the process, and sighs contently as she pulls away and a little cloud of smoke is exhaled. Her eyes flicker upward to watch it float up and dissipate, and she smiles at the sight.]

It'll be the best summer ever.

[It's easy to agree on that, as she doesn't ask permission before reaching over to take the joint from him. A long drag is taken from it, making her cough just a little. It's passed back to him, and she leans over to rest up against him like a dead weight.]

My birthday is next week. I thought it might be boring to celebrate here, but I'm actually really looking forward to it.

[She's hoping to make some new friends here. Ones that will like her for who she is now, people that will celebrate with them. And even if they don't get to celebrate at all, she'll at least be here with him. That's a pretty great way to get to turn eighteen.]

[ There's something about watching her smoke that is inherently erotic, no matter how many times he's already seen it. The way the burning edges of her joint light her face, the way her lips curl around it, the way smoke curls from her mouth. It makes something in his chest absolutely throb, and he has to take another hit off the joint just to keep himself from jumping her right there. There's still time for that tonight, time for it across the summer, and he thinks maybe their new status as counselor will give him a lesson in patience. ]

It'll be fun.

[ He's already got plan for celebrating once they're back. The appointment with a tattoo artist is made, he's got tickets for a rock show that he thinks they'll both be able to enjoy. In a way, it gives them the opportunity to extend her birthday across the entire season. Eddie takes another hit from the joint, before passing it back to her. He stands then, moving close to her in the darkness. Despite having found a clearing, it's still mostly dark, the trees overhead only allowing a little moonlight to filter through. ]

However you want to celebrate here, I'll make it happen. I brought enough pot to last us the entire summer, but I can break out the really good stuff for your birthday.

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