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Rating:
Explicit

Archive Warning:
No Archive Warnings Apply
Category:
F/F

Fandom:
Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Relationship:
Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler

Characters:
Robin Buckley, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler
Additional Tags:
Pain Kink, pain play, a little bit of humiliation, Oral Sex, Vaginal
Fingering, First Time, Pining, Massage, Just a hint of degrading, Bottom
Nancy Wheeler, Needy Bottom Nancy Wheeler, Top Robin Buckley, Nancy
Wheeler Has a Crush on Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler is a Mess, AU - No
Supernatural Shit, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2022-10-15 Words: 1839 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 223
Bookmarks: 18 Hits: 4357

gorgeous (i can't say anything

to your face)
shinystud
Summary:
Nancy's having trouble sleeping. Robin helps her discover
something about herself.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

She says, “Baby, you’re so tense,” when they hug; squeezes the space
where her shoulder and neck meet with concern splayed out on her face.
The combination of the pet name and the hand on her skin is enough to
make her mind race in twenty different directions. She feels like a fucking
schoolgirl all over again.

“Yea, I haven’t been sleeping much.” She replies with a solemn smile. It
was a bit of an understatement considering she hadn’t slept through the
night for weeks, constantly thrashing awake because of nightmares. Her
body feels like lead, exhaustion seeping through her pores.

“I’m sorry.” Robin reaches up and cups the side of her face. Nancy basks
in it, closing her eyes. “Come sit down.” She listens; sits on the couch and
crosses her legs. She was feeling the inklings of a throb between her
thighs, a common occurrence when it came to Robin touching her, and she
touched her.. a lot. Not in the ways she wanted—needed, at this point, but
soft, reassuring contact between their fingertips and bodies. She reacted
the same nonetheless; a panicked dart of her eyes to wherever the girl’s
arm was wrapped around her body, whether it be her waist or around her
shoulders, the feeling of her heart hammering against her ribs, and the
way she’d awkwardly shift away, then have a hard time meeting her gaze
for the rest of the night. She’d only recently stumbled upon the discovery
that she was gay at all, so she was repressed, to say the least.

Robin was just like that. Light, airy, fun, and so, so affectionate, and it
would have been fine if Nancy wasn’t so.. horny for her. It was even in the
little things, like her voice, and her little quips. It was just a tiny crush. A
tiny crush that had her faking urgent phone calls because she needed to
get home and fuck herself like yesterday, that had her spending every
night she’d seen her with her head buried in her pillow, hand sandwiched
between her stomach and her bed, lips parted around her name. Robin’s
lips “—Hm?”

“I’m sorry, I was—” Staring. Thinking about getting off to the thought of
you. “—what did you say?” Her cheeks redden.

Robin laughs softly before she speaks, likely at the blush settling on
Nancy’s cheeks. She definitely noticed her ogling, if Nancy made it any
more obvious she’d be drooling.“I asked if you’d let me give you a
massage.” She repeats, “I’m an expert. Took a seminar freshman year.”
She adds, holding up her hands and wiggling her fingers to dramatize.
“Basically licensed.”

So. She finds herself spread out on her bed, cheek pressed against her
sheets because how could she ever say no to her? She was shirtless
because Robin asked casually as she rummaged around for a bottle of
lotion. Goosebumps break out on her entire figure the moment Robin’s
hand finds her back. She inhales and holds her breath there until her body
reminds her that she should probably breathe.

“We can stop whenever you want to.” She reassures her. Nancy nods.

Things are good, she even feels herself starting to doze off until Robin hits
a tight muscle in her lower back, causing her to wince in pain.

“Do you want me to work this?” She asks, seemingly oblivious.

Against her better judgment, she agrees.

The blonde’s thumbs drive into the knot, pressuring the muscles to loosen.
And, it hurts, yet she feels her underwear dampen. Strange, she thinks. A
strangled moan forces its way up her throat, escaping before she can stifle
it. Robin continues despite it. She pants, what the fuck? This was new.
She turns her head further in the sheets, an attempt to suffocate the
other sounds she apparently couldn’t control.

“No, don’t.” Robin’s hand stills in its spot. “It’s okay.”

“What?”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to do that.” She repeats like she’s coercing a
wild animal. Nancy flinches at the hand inching up her inner thighs, barely
covered with the way her skirt had ridden up. “It’s been a while since
someone touched you like this, right?” She leans over her back, basically
whispering in her ear, “Just let me make you feel good.”

Oh my god. Oh my god. She wasn’t sure if this was real, or if her mind
was conjuring up fantasies again. She shivers under the soft lips making
their way down her spine, shaggy hair tickling her back. Her hand slips
further up Nancy’s thigh. It definitely felt real. Her hips involuntarily shift,
seeking out something, anything.

“Someone’s eager.” She teases, then rises up on her knees, ass pressed
against her heels. “Can you roll over? I want to see your face.” Nancy
complies, feeling shy under Robin’s eyes. She feels her body start to curl
into itself but is quickly stopped by Robin settling between her thighs.
Holy shit. This was real, and she wasn’t dreaming. Her face is burning up,
flush decorating her chest as well. Robin presses her thumb against the
white cotton Nancy’s wearing, and hips jerk into the touch. Robin smiles.
God, she was such a virgin. Blue eyes meet hers as small circles begin
against her clit. “You’re so wet.” Nancy knows, she can't help it. “Did I get
you this worked up from a massage?”

“I, um.” She stops to let out a shaky breath when the pressure becomes
more insistent. “I was… since I walked in.” She confesses.

Robin hums in acknowledgment. “Can I take these off?”

“Yeah, please.”

The fabric is slipped off and tossed somewhere on the floor. “Are you okay
with this?”

Nancy had never been more okay with anything ever in her life. “Yes,
yeah. I’m more than okay with this.” She answers. Robin gives her a soft
smile that goes all the way up to her eyes.

Then, she lowers her head and her taste is coating Robin’s tongue and she
loves every part of it. Nancy’s hand finds her hair, tangles in it. It feels
natural, they both like it there. She feels Nancy’s legs tremble around her
head. She continues with gentle laps for a while, allowing Nancy to get
used to the feeling. She doesn’t have to be told it’s the first time
someone’s going down on her with Steve Harrington as her one and only
ex-boyfriend. As soon as she relaxes into the sensation, Robin’s lips wrap
around her clit and her tongue is persistent and soft and Nancy feels like
she’s about to come on the spot. She feels herself squirming, trying to get
away and arch into the sensation at the same time. Robin grabs her hips
and pins them down, subjecting her to her relentless tongue, coaxing
shuddering breaths and desperate moans and whimpers out of her.

“Robin—your fingers, please—” She hears Nancy gasp out. It was honestly
jarring to hear sweet, innocent Nancy beg to be fingered and sound so
pathetic while doing it.

She slides a single finger inside of her and feels her clench around it.
“Another?” Robin asks. Nancy nods frantically; like she can’t get the words
out. She drags her finger almost all the way out before pushing back in
with another alongside it, it’s easy because Nancy is practically gushing
around them. She whines high and needy and throws her head back.
Robin just wants to watch her for a moment, so she does, eyes tracing
over her pink cheeks and the way her eyes struggle to stay open; her lips,
and her chest. She wishes she had asked Nancy to abandon her bra too.
Nancy looks so lost in pleasure, and Robin gets her own from being the
one to give it to her and being allowed to see her like this.

The way Robin fucks her is slow and deep. She curls her fingers up on
every other stroke, pressing against Nancy’s g-spot. She can feel her
everywhere, and she moans with every breath that leaves her.

Suddenly, Robin picks up the pace and her mouth is back. Her eyes don’t
leave her face. She wants to see her come apart so bad she doesn’t hold
back this time.

Nancy jolts, she’s letting out a string of whimpers that get louder with
each one. She slaps a shaky hand over her mouth. Robin digs her nails
into her thighs, trying to tell her not to muffle her moans, but she gets
even louder, and oh. She likes it. Robin lifts her head, lips glistening with
the slick between Nancy’s legs, “Nancy..” She coos, condescension
dripping off every syllable, “..I wouldn’t have pegged you for such a
painslut.” She flutters around her fingers, inciting Robin to push harder.
“And you like hearing me say it, too, don’t you?”

She shakes her head, “No...” Denies it, she's embarrassed, but.. not the
kind of embarrassed where she wants to run away and hide. It's the kind
of embarrassment that she feels right in the bottom of her belly.

“No?” Nancy tightens around her fingers, “That's not what you're saying
here.” Her fingertips become harsher on her g-spot, "Your body doesn't
lie, baby"

She gasps, loudly, the hand over her mouth falls away to grip Robin’s
hand. She struggles to shove her hand away, slow her down a little, but
Robin doesn’t let up, if anything, she fucks her harder, “W-Robin–wait, oh
—” She chokes off, her breath caught in her throat as she comes. It
crashes into her and her entire body tenses. When Robin pulls her clit
back into her mouth, her eyes roll over, and she feels like the orgasm
grips all her organs and shakes them about. She can’t do anything but lay
there and feel. It’s messy and feels like it lasts for ages. Nancy’s only
done it once before. Robin's hand is soaked practically to her elbow.

When Nancy finally comes down, she shakes apart in a deep exhale. She
feels sated and relaxed for the first time in forever. But. She looks down at
the sheets, and Robin’s face and hand, and realizes what she’s done. “Oh
my god.” She’s horrified. “I’m so sorry—” This couldn’t be worse. Fuck,
she felt it coming on, why didn’t she stop?

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Robin’s eyes are full of concern. “Why are you sorry,
baby?” She sits up quickly and pulls Nancy into her lap. She doesn’t
answer. “It was amazing, I loved it. That was like the hottest thing I’ve
ever seen in my life, I promise.” She kisses Nancy’s cheek between each
sentence. It eases her worries.

“Are you sure?”

“One hundred percent.”

Nancy nods, perfectly reassured. She looks around and everything hits
her. She can’t believe she actually had sex with Robin Buckley.

“I’m gonna go get you some water.” The devil herself speaks up.

“Okay, thank you.” She pulls at the sheet, watches as Robin leaves the
room, and thinks she’s so happy she might sink and drown and die.

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