Teen slut ass gapes open impressively
⚡ KLIKNIJ TUTAJ, ABY UZYSKAĆ WIĘCEJ INFORMACJI 👈🏻👈🏻👈🏻
Teen slut ass gapes open impressively
Listening on…
Switch Spotify device
Open in Spotify Web Player
Change playback source
Open on YouTube website
Change playback source
Previous
Play
Next
Skip to YouTube video
Toggle navigation Upgrade to Pro Live Music Charts Events Features
Subscribe
Log In
Sign Up
More actions
Play similar artists
More actions
Play similar artists
Company
About Last.fm
Contact Us
Jobs
Help
Track My Music
Community Support
Community Guidelines
Help
Goodies
Download Scrobbler
Developer API
Free Music Downloads
Merchandise
Account
Sign Up
Log In
Subscribe
Follow Us
Facebook
Twitter
Instagram
YouTube
Connect your Spotify account to your Last.fm account and scrobble everything you listen to, from any Spotify app on any device or platform.
A new version of Last.fm is available, to keep everything running smoothly, please reload the site.
Do you have any photos of this artist?
Scrobble, find and rediscover music with a Last.fm account
Hmm, it looks like we don’t know much about this artist. Can you help us out?
Do you know any background info about this artist?
Start the wiki
Do you know what kind of music this is?
Tag this artist
We don’t have any upcoming events for this artist right now.
Do you have any photos of this artist?
Add an image
Javascript is required to view shouts on this page.
Go directly to shout page
We don’t have any upcoming events for this artist right now.
Do you have any photos of this artist?
Add an image
Some user-contributed text on this page is available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License ; additional terms may apply.
Rating:
Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning :
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
Multi
Fandom:
Stranger Things (TV 2016)
Relationships:
Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Jonathan Byers & Steve Harrington & Nancy Wheeler Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson Steve Harrington & Maxine "Max" Mayfield Steve Harrington & The Party Joyce Byers & Steve Harrington
Characters:
Steve Harrington Nancy Wheeler Jonathan Byers Robin Buckley Dustin Henderson Maxine "Max" Mayfield Lucas Sinclair Will Byers Mike Wheeler Eleven | Jane Hopper Joyce Byers
Additional Tags:
Mutual Pining Eventual Romance Slow Burn Steve Harrington-centric Post-Season/Series 03 everyone is oblivious and no one knows how to talk about their feelings a lot of yearning
Language:
English
Stats:
Published: 2019-11-22 Completed: 2020-03-31 Words: 59715 Chapters: 4/4 Comments: 156 Kudos: 1463 Bookmarks: 462 Hits: 22379
lovers in a dangerous time
diogxnes
Footer
About the Archive
Site Map
Diversity Statement
Terms of Service
DMCA Policy
Contact Us
Policy Questions & Abuse Reports
Technical Support & Feedback
Development
otwarchive v0.9.323.17
Known Issues
GPL by the OTW
On Archive of Our Own (AO3), users can make profiles, create works and
other Content, post comments, give Kudos, create Collections and
Bookmarks, participate in Challenges, import works, and more. Any
information you publish in a comment, profile, work, or Content that you
post or import onto AO3 including in summaries, notes and tags,
will be accessible by the public (unless you limit access to a work only
to those with AO3 Accounts), and it will be available to
AO3 personnel. Be mindful when sharing personal information,
including your religious or political views, health, racial background,
country of origin, sexual identity and/or personal relationships. To
learn more, check out our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy .
I have read & understood the new Terms of Service and Privacy Policy
Work Search:
tip: arthur merlin words>1000 sort:hits
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time Sometimes you’re made to feel as if your love’s a crime Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight Gotta kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight
“ What? ” Jonathan has his mom by the wrist now, holding on gently. Through the haze of his panic, Steve can see clearly the image of what Jonathan is like at home, what he is to his family—the rational one, the pragmatist, always ready to take charge even when his mother is there. “Are you sure? What did Robin say?”
“She—” starts Mrs. Byers, but then Will runs into the room so quickly that he almost barrels into her.
“I can’t find Steve!” he shouts. “Where is—” Then he stops in his tracks, staring at Steve, who’s still sitting up in Jonathan’s bed next to Nancy. “Oh.”
He’s giving Steve an unreadable look that reminds him inexplicably of Robin—eyebrows raised and mouth slightly open as if there’s something he wants to say but isn’t sure how to phrase it—but now isn’t the moment to wonder about it. Steve feels himself unfreeze, his shock at Mrs. Byers’ words dissipating, and he stands up quickly. “Is Robin okay?” he demands of no one in particular. He fixes his gaze on Mrs. Byers. “ Is she okay? ”
“We need to leave!” Mike’s appeared in the doorway, El pressed close to his side, Lucas and Max just behind them. “We need to leave right now! ”
“What the hell’s going on? ” Nancy asks her brother. She stands quickly, shoving her feet into her shoes and fumbling to dig her keys out of her purse. Steve does the same, wondering when, in the chaos of last night, he had even taken his shoes off in the first place. He can’t remember it at all.
“We don’t know, but she said we need to come back—something about Murray—”
“Murray Bauman? ” says Jonathan incredulously.
Nancy freezes. “He’s certifiably insane. I swear to god, if this is some—”
“Listen, I don’t know what it is, but Robin sounded serious! Thi s is a real Code Red!” And then Mike is off running, the rest of the kids close behind him, and Mrs. Byers spares them one last frantic look before she takes off too.
“Shit, ” says Nancy before she makes to follow them, and Steve has nothing to add. Shit seems to about sum it up.
In the kitchen, Dustin is still on the phone, listening intently. He looks up when the rest of them enter. “Okay, got it, everyone’s up, we’re leaving right now. Try not to die before we get to Hawkins.”
Steve starts toward him, ready to grab the phone out of his hands so that he can hear Robin’s voice for himself, demand to know that she’s okay. But before he can get there, Dustin hangs up. “Hey!” Steve shouts. “I wanted to—”
“Your girlfriend will be fine, Steve,” Dustin says briskly, bending to put on the shoes that Will has dropped at his feet. “I’ll explain everything on the way. Now let’s go! ”
The drive back to Hawkins is nothing like yesterday’s drive away from it. It’s the middle of the night still—probably around three in the morning, Steve thinks, though checking a clock had been low on the list of priorities as they ran frantically from the house—and the roads are dark and deserted around them, a sharp contrast with the chaos inside the two cars hurtling north at what must be double the speed limit. Steve has ended up in Nancy’s passenger seat again, half the kids in their backseat and the other half with Jonathan and Joyce just ahead.
In the backseat, Dustin is yelling—an endless stream of oh my god oh my god oh my god that sets Steve’s teeth on edge, but he doesn’t tell the kid to stop. It seems like an appropriate reaction. Beside Dustin, Max and Lucas are bickering loudly about how long they think it’ll take to get there. Lucas says at least seven hours; Max insists that, at the speed they’re going, it couldn’t possibly be more than five.
“Unless we’re pulled over,” says Lucas, “which is definitely going to happen at this rate—”
“We’re in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere, no one’s gonna—”
“We still have fucking cops out here, just because it’s not California doesn’t mean—”
“Shut up!” shouts Nancy. “I can’t focus.”
Her words remind Steve of Max’s, when she’d kidnapped him and driven them all to the tunnels. He’d been terrified then, waking up in the middle of everything with a pounding headache and no idea what was going on, but it’s somehow worse this time. Then, at least, no one had been alone, and even if he didn’t know what was happening, the kids seemed to. Now, they know nothing. Nothing except the fact that Robin is alone and in danger and if anything happens to her, it’ll be hours before they even find out.
Jesus Christ. He remembers his reluctance to leave her, how he’d had to push the fear of another monster invasion from his mind before they left Hawkins. He should have taken that fear more seriously. Should have known that something like this might happen. Should never have left her alone.
He turns around and interrupts Dustin’s frantic mantra, desperate the give his mind something else to focus on. “You said you’d explain on the way.”
“Oh, yeah—” Dustin ducks down to rummage in his backpack, pulling out his radio. “Will! Mike! El!” he shouts. “Does anyone copy?”
He waves a hand at Steve to silence him. “The others need to know too and I’m not explaining twice.” Then, into the radio again: “ Does anyone —”
“We’re here.” Mike’s voice is crackly and distant-sounding, even though he’s really just a few yards away in the other car. “We’re here. What’s going on? Over.”
“I said I’d explain in the car. So Robin didn’t know much what’s going on, but apparently that Murray guy called her house this morning—”
“Wait, how does he have her number?” interrupts Steve.
“I don’t know, does that matter ? Anyway, Murray got in touch with Robin because none of the rest of us were around and he apparently hasn’t been able to reach Mrs. Byers—”
Mrs. Byers’ voice comes faintly through the radio. “I had his number blocked. He kept calling about nothing, just dredging it all back up, and I didn’t want…I didn’t think…” She sounds vaguely apologetic.
“Doesn’t matter now!” says Dustin. “Bottom line is, something important is happening in Hawkins and it’s important that Mrs. Byers talks to Murray in person and if this is some Upside Down shit again then it’s probably important the rest of us are there too. And it’s urgent.”
“Wait,” says Nancy, her voice raised a bit to make sure she can be heard through the radio. “ If this is some Upside Down shit? You mean we might be running back to Hawkins for nothing?”
“I told you, Robin didn’t know much. She just said we had to get there as quick as possible.”
Steve cuts her off. “Robin wouldn’t lie,” he says. “And she wouldn’t call if she didn’t think it was serious.” He’d given her the Byers’ number a few days before leaving, instructed her to call if anything happened. Nothing’s going to happen, dingus.
Will says something then, and Dustin answers, but there’s no more useful information—it’s just devolved into speculation and bickering, and Steve tunes it out.
At least Robin’s with Murray, he thinks, though he wishes he could find more comfort in that fact. Last time one of their party was off with Murray, he didn’t come back alive.
It’s the worst seven hours of Steve’s life, including all the time he spent locked in an underground Russian fortress. It’s almost laughable, how worked up he was over the car ride yesterday. Spending so long alone with Nancy—that was nothing. He’d do it again, every day if he had to, if it meant that he would never have to experience this again. He’d let her ask him a thousand times whether he was still in love with her. He’d let her gush about Jonathan to him. Anything.
Then he remembers suddenly what happened last night. What happened this morning. It’s not that he forgot, exactly, but in his haze of panic over Robin it’s hardly crossed his mind. Do you love us? It hadn’t been a confession that they love him. Not even close. But the way she said it, and the look on Jonathan’s face—
It isn’t the time for all that, though. He feels a little like he’s losing his mind, fixating alternately on Nancy and Jonathan and on Robin’s safety. It’s obvious which one of those takes priority right now. He has no idea if Robin’s okay, if she’s even alive, has no idea what’s happening in Hawkins or whether they’ll get there in time to help her. And yet somehow, as if his brain knows that thinking too hard about what she might be battling right now—another gate, more of those Demodogs, the goddamn Russians—his mind keeps jumping back to that conversation in Jonathan’s bed in the middle of the night. He latches onto it not with pleasure, exactly, but with some kind of frantic relief.
The relief doesn’t last more than a moment at a time. Robin—the best person he knows, his closest friend, the light of his goddamn life—could be dead already and they wouldn’t fucking know.
The moment they pass the Now Entering Hawkins sign, Dustin is yelling into the radio, not wanting to waste a single second that they might be in range for Robin’s radio to pick it up. Thank god the little shits had goaded her into buying one a few months back, Steve thinks. For the next apocalypse, Max had said. It had been a joke back then.
The next few minutes are agonizing, with Dustin’s repeated calls of Robin, do you copy? going unanswered. Every second of staticky silence causes Steve’s heart to plummet just a little farther toward his stomach. His fists are clenched, he realizes, nails digging painfully into his palms. They’re in range by now, they must be, they must be, and if Robin isn’t answering—
“Steve,” says Nancy, quietly enough that only he can hear. It’s the first word she’s spoken in hours. “Breathe. I’m sure she’s okay.”
Is he not breathing? That must be why he’s so dizzy suddenly, why his chest is aching and nothing makes sense. He lets out a shaky laugh that might be more of a whimper, and he wishes he had it in him to be embarrassed about that right now. He thinks rather hysterically that if he keeps this up, keeps being so pathetic every time Nancy or Jonathan show him the slightest kindness, he’s going to kill whatever they might possibly have before it even really starts. “If she isn’t—”
Steve feels his whole body go limp with relief at the sound of her voice, barely understandable at this distance but undeniably alive. Nancy glances away from the road to flash him a brief smile, and if he wasn’t already so overwhelmed with emotion at Robin’s words, he knows that Nancy looking at him like that would make him lightheaded.
“Yes! Robin!” Dustin shouts. “We’re here, we’re in Hawkins, where do you need us to go?”
Her voice is garbled and staticky with distance, and Dustin has to ask her to repeat herself. After a couple tries, Steve’s able to make out her words. “Family Video.”
“What the f
Stary kolo z chetna nastolatka
Filmiki Erotyczne Hd - Cory Chase, Mamuśka
Sara w łazience