Ash and Wire. Eddie Munson

Jodete Hill looked ravishing in her long, red dress, fitting her hips so well while showing off the buxom breasts she had always hidden over the years. But now no, she would not do it again, for she was proud of her and her imperfect body, of the auburn, scaled-back hair that made her face more rebellious and less childlike.

She sighed and wrinkled her nose at the spoiled air in there; she was not used to that kind of party, but for once she wanted to participate and tell the world that she was a normal teenager, and like everyone else, she was also having fun in her own way.

Smoke floated in the small cockpit with Mötley Crüe’s “City Boy Blues” playing in the background, the bodies of young boys dancing and joining in all sweaty and eager to continue the celebration. Everyone was happy and carefree, which was completely normal, but she was not at all.

She downed the entire contents of the small glass, plausibly strawberry vodka, and immediately felt strange and dizzy not connected to the world. She wanted to try to do justice to that night, have fun and get drunk until she threw up the next morning, but fate and misfortune were everywhere with her. They followed her like a dog follows its bone, or a feline chases its prey. But this was even worse.

She had attracted the attention of the notoriously extravagant Eddie Munson; he had been watching her all evening as she talked with her friends, smoked or simply drank a cold beer. Jodete swallowed quintals of saliva to keep herself busy, but nothing seemed to come to her aid. Even her friend had gone off dancing with her grumpy boyfriend, leaving the young woman alone with the company of alcoholic shots that she would never keep.

The small plastic cup had already been crushed under the force of her eager hand, she felt his eyes on her and thought she would melt near the drinks table.

Yet at times she loved his ravenous gaze, everywhere, but that night there was something different and wrong.

Eddie Munson and Jodete Hill knew each other and had already fucked, far too many times,the boy had even taken her virginity vigorously and without any difficulty. Quite simply the girl wanted to try something different and he was next to her to satisfy her.It had been very strange at first, the pain creeping up her legs and the willingness to stay forever inside a bed with no intention of moving from there.

He had been gentle, Eddie Munson, not fucking like an animal he was just caring and she wanted to remember that for the rest of her life.

The second time had not been planned, however, but they had done it and felt absolutely better. He had kissed her gently on her already red lips and the young woman’s heart had sunk into the eternal abyss of pleasure.

She knew it would not go well, when it was now ten times that they had locked themselves inside the janitors’ closet and died in there, each time it was worse and worse as feelings arose and took control first of her mind and then of her heart.

She saw him with other eyes, even when they were now doing other activities after sex, such as going to the movies or simply eating together in a restaurant. Jodete Hill hoped for a romance with him, hoped so much that she felt her breath become short, found confidence in everything even in his small gestures.

The young man had also taught the girl to play the guitar, an important step for both of them, and invited her to see his band practice every week.

A dream.

But, like anything beautiful, it was all destined to end and conclude. Eddie Munson had betrayed her, not in the true sense of the word but he had certainly treated her heart badly. After the graduation party the metalhead had gotten into the good graces of the phantom and beautiful cheerleader Chrissy Cunningham, and Jodete had been completely shocked and shaken by his betrayal. She could do what she wanted, of course, but she hoped at least in part that her feelings were perhaps reciprocated.

It had never mattered; he was now dating her and Jodete envied her so much.

She had finally severed relations, everything, with him and tried to forget him but almost never succeeded. The pain had turned into becoming her friend; she had to live with it.

Three months later they were still there, her red dress that contrasted with her hair didn’t help, she continued to smoke even though inside the house you couldn’t and Jeff noticed her total lack of attention.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Eddie shifted his gaze, Jodete still there with his face low and with no desire to meet his, looked at Jeff and chased the smoke away.

“Yeah…sure, why do you ask?”

Jeff pointed with a nod toward the area he was looking at before, Jodete was easy to recognize in that town with people all looking the same. His fiery red hair was a light among the shadows.

“No, you are regretful-you miss her, but you don’t want to admit it,” he sighed and then ran a hand over his bangs already stuck to his sweaty, unmanageable forehead.

“I can’t do that, she… she hates me.” He said and tossed the cigarette butt inside an ashtray on the low coffee table, Jeff disagreed and shook his head.

“You’re a dick, Eddie. Dating Chrissy because you couldn’t accept the feelings you had for her!”

“I said she hates me, Jeff, she didn’t even look at me,” he retorted, because Jeff was rambling and seemed to be talking to himself.

He was wrong; he always had been. Jodete Hill was poison in his mind, how could he forget her and go on without her?

“You are so stupid, Eddie, you don’t even notice her love for you. But I-I am a good observer, and no one has ever looked at you like Jodete.”

The party was still going in circles, it seemed to get worse as the hours passed, and she felt unsuitable in her long dress open in a slit, it was not a ceremony and she should have known better.

Catherine, her friend, was busy dancing with a glass in her hand, getting high, swaying and shaking her hair, not thinking about her.

Millions of eyes on her, the raven’s were not enough, she felt like too much in that ballroom, and her feet took to walking toward the stairs of that dwelling.

Toward the upper floors, and beyond, with the will to lock herself inside a bathroom and stay there for the duration of the evening. The evening could have been the best of his life, with college starting in a few weeks, but it had not been that easy.

Jodete Hill had never forgotten Eddie Munson.

•

Jodete had left that room ten minutes ago, and the raven already followed her, like a shadow reaching for his sin-that girl was more than sin to him-it was drugs that, even if you had enough of them, were not always enough.

He found her adjusting her smudged lipstick with delicate fingers, and when she noticed him, she closed her eyes into two narrow slits.

She looked at him with only the help of her reflection, handsome as death, with his curly, mile-long hair, a shirt that didn’t fit his style at all, and a cheeky grin on his face.

“Hello, Jodete.” She said simply as she closed the door behind him, the sound of her voice like a resuscitation for his body that had not heard her in those three months.

She could not show herself to be so charitable, not now, and vulnerable-she simply turned toward him, her arms down her body outstretched and long, filled with bracelets that chimed with every move.

The smell of cologne and smoke was too much of a salve, and there the breath became constricted.

“What do you want?” she asked angrily and disappointed-couldn’t she go back to Chrissy and leave her alone?

What Jodete may not have known was that the blond, he, had jilted her for two months because the memory of her was too great to embark on a new relationship.

“Do you think I want something? Your head always thinks the worst, you haven’t changed in these months.”

She stared at him with her eyes almost closed and her heart beating fiercely, a voice in her head telling her to kiss him and not think about the later or anything.

“Then…then why are you here?”

Jodete immediately became shy and fearful of the consequences when thick the raven man resumed his walk and approached her. What was happening was serious, very serious, but they were thinking of nothing but finding each other after months.

The girl lowered her gaze to the ground, looking at her feet sticking out of her dress; she was overwhelmed and tired of everything. What had she been reduced to in order to get a kiss from him?

“Didn’t you miss me, not even a little?”

Eddie had already caught up with her, the worn white Nikes were in front of her, he was next to her surpassing her with his height.

And it was wrong, everything, even if he was being a jerk and his presence was a breath of fresh air.

The Ravenclaw, Jodete had missed her and a lot too.

Jodete wanted to tell him to go away, she could do that, but she looked up and her green eyes found his that had already been watching her for some time, she felt herself dying but the trouble was already done. Complete. They could not go back.

“Y-yeah, I missed you.”

She wanted to keep talking, but then Eddie had kissed her powerfully, with only his lips engulfing her and his tongue demanding access to enter her mouth. He clutched one hip, covered by her dress, and cursed her tempting beauty to which he had been distant during those months. She almost melted beneath him, held on to the sink behind, feeling her legs give way.

“You just want to fuck, Eddie.” But she said it because she wanted to come off as sour, to hide her happiness, when Eddie brandished his tongue to make her finish speaking she added nothing more.

They continued their ritual and she linked her arms behind his neck to pull him closer, their foreheads attached and close, sweaty and wanting to move on and never leave each other again. The girl’s red lipstick over her lips, he could feel it everywhere as their kisses had changed to become more ravenous and hot. Eager to go further, to catch up with everything they had left behind in those months.

Eddie clutched his red hair pulling his head back lightly, Jodete muttered a wanton verse music to his ears that had shunned their sound, and kissed his pristine white neck too as he bit his sweaty skin savoring every trace of skin with his tongue.

The boy throughout his life had kissed many women but with Jodete it was different, he never tired of having her, appreciating and dominating her until exhausted she closed her legs and smiled toward the young man who had satisfied her.

With her free hand she went further down, to her covered buttocks, squeezed a buttock tightly, the coldness of the rings beyond her skin, Jodete whimpered as she tugged, squeezed her lover’s curly hair. Eddie’s wet lips on her neck, his hands tightening her skin were too much, and she felt herself sinking into an unnatural, superhuman pleasure

“Eddie…” she murmured and Eddie lifted his face from her neck to look at her, she was already sweaty and ready, completely loose under his touch. She said nothing, the young woman, kissed him on the lips again and again, she really wanted to consume them and Eddie felt something beyond her lower belly. Something waiting for more.

They ended up on the floor, with him underneath and her on top, falling together because the floor was the only support they could avail themselves of. That was fine, too, as they both undressed under each other’s eyes. Jodete lifted his heels, the straps annoying to undo, and Eddie opened the first buttons of his shirt.

He never finished his act, the redhead had flung her heels back throwing herself toward him to continue their meal still undisturbed.

Sitting on top of him, Eddie’s hands took their place on her hips again, their mouths connected as before. With music from downstairs covering the moans, gasps, and pop of their kisses.

Eddie’s hand began to pull down the zipper of her dress and Jodete smiled with her lips still attached, everywhere, it was beautiful her smile, as was she on the other hand.

She helped him by pulling down the fine straps of her fiery gown, like the room around them, he was grateful. Grateful that the situation was taking a different turn, and faster than he had expected.

“How beautiful you are Jodete, you will ruin me.” He said low, kissed the girl’s collarbone, and she brought her head back for all the pleasure she was holding inside. Her wet intimacy itched, begging for mercy and understanding.

The phrase traveled through her mind.

She blushed, but he did not notice anything; in fact, when it was now obvious he changed their positions. Bringing Jodete under him and Eddie towering over her with his figure.

He reamed her again, lipstick worn, and meanwhile she took to unbuttoning his shirt to the end. His erection pressing against her, he felt right, loved.

The events of later were swift and interminable as they both finally slipped out of their garments, the girl’s back facing the dirty carpet of that house. Eddie’s hair went all over her, and Jodete smiled at the tickle they left behind.

They hadn’t spoken, it didn’t matter anymore, they just wanted to have each other and consume their skin in precise, exhausted gestures.

Eddie’s fingers took off in a new game when they found her pink lace panties completely wet and shiny. He lowered himself to her intimacy and kissed her with devotion, Jodete buckled her legs and squeezed as she arched her back with her bouncing breasts. She asked for help, she asked for more, that slow agony she was unable to experience, not today.

“Shh, child, one thing at a time.”

It was the first time she had spoken, brushed her inner thigh leaving a trail of wet kisses unfit for the moment. Yet that was an act that went beyond sex, she was loving his body and Jodete was happy about it, to have him again and forever.

Yes closed in on him as he slammed his intimacy into Eddie’s face, the games had taken off and by now they could not give each other a break.

She gently slipped off her tiny panties, and looked at the effect she had always had on the redhead: wet, soaked, and soupy. It didn’t matter, that was not the right time to prolong their relationship, and the only thing he did was leave a kiss on there.

Jodete was sweating, she felt her armpits oozing liquid and her hair sticking up, she was not ready, ready for anything. Eddie had always been gentle, but not this time. He teased her breasts, the nipples that had that consequence only with raven. In the meantime he slipped off the black boxers that were just a bad fit. A skin that divided them and he does not desire this, when perhaps arousal overcame common sense.

And there, beneath him sweaty and naked, Eddie penetrated her. Without condom or protection, making Jodete feel the full length of her, who was not expecting it.

“You are quite sizable.”

He had murmured during their first time, after lowering his gaze, not holding anything back in that case was always a novelty. He came all the way to the apex and the maiden felt her back break, her hand clutching a piece of carpet to hold back any moans. She took it harder, died in it there, inside its walls that only awaited her presence.

“Oh, Jodete.” He said, arms at the sides of her head and her sweating with his member between her legs, thrusts easy and unkind. Every rush of adrenaline felt her in their union that happened by accident. She sank her face into his neck veiled with sweat, biting his skin again and again, reddened by him.

They did not know, either of them, that that party would change things forever.

Neither did she who felt all the pleasure suddenly, like a magnet she was drawn to him. Eddie looked at her feeling the same agitation and the thrusts became stronger smashing everything and the maiden’s tired legs dipped into his hips. She was already trembling ready to orgasm, a little ashamed but it did not matter.

For both had already reached the border, with her clutching her hair and him completing his work with final thrusts. His head in the young woman’s neck, beautiful, filling her emptiness like a mother cradling her baby when he cries too much.

And there, with the thrusts finished, as he came out of her, now both wet, he murmured those words. That he felt from inside, that he had never said, had been waiting forever for that moment and in the meantime waited on the tip of his tongue.

“I love you, Jodete.”

•

Her body demanded to stay, but she knew it was wrong, that it had been an inappropriate gesture. She loved him, her soul demanded to be still with her butt on the floor, but this time she did not listen. Eddie was naked, his shirt covering him as he watched Jodete put her heels back on and fasten the straps.

“I’m sorry, it shouldn’t have happened,” he murmured, but even he knew he was wrong, he wanted it so badly he didn’t regret it.

He did not speak, since I love you he had not said a word, and he felt foolish at last. He had provoked her and now he had to repay the consequences.

Instead she, more beautiful than ever, came closer and lowered herself to reach his height. She caressed him, one cheek sweating, and bound their lips that already felt lonely.

“Weakness is a human virtue.” She said after breaking the kiss, lipstick everywhere because of him, she looked like a Goddess. He reminded her of the Goddess Artemis, more accurately.

He rose again, his heels echoing, and she who had already reached the locked bathroom door. She opened it, a little fearfully, her heart telling her to stay but common sense not.

“Will we see each other again? In the future, I say?”

It was not true, he knew, Jodete compared to him had a scholarship and would not turn her down because of him. She turned again, tears could come out, but it was not the right time.

She was not sure she would ever see him again, so instead of answering the question, she looked at him with sincere eyes and murmured her confession.

“I love you, Eddie, just remember this.”

Then she walked out of the bathroom, her hair red in her mind. He could chase her but love said he had to let her go. That she would find better outside of him was a sad thought but also a right one, to leave the people you love because they were too different.

But he hoped every day for her return.

She will come back.

He told himself every time. But he, Jodete Hill, had not seen her again since that night.

✍🏻

good evening!

so sorry about this! English is not my first language, and i tried to do my best! apologize in advance for certain errors, i will try to do a reread several times to fix this huge mess