Henry Bowers: Jealous
Pairing: Henry Bowers X Female Reader
Summary: Reader has been friends with Patrick Hockstetter since they were kids, making Henry jealous of how close they are.
Warnings: Smut, Jealousy and if you squint you might see a little angst.
A/N: I wrote that they go to high school cause I’m Australian so if that’s wrong for you americans…sorry. I combined two requests for this. I hope you don’t mind. REQUESTS ARE OPEN :)
Ever since I could remember, Patrick Hockstetter had been in my life. We met when we were very young because we lived next to each other. Since then we were practically inseparable.
We were both In high school and hung out with three other boys. Belch Huggins, Victor Criss and of course, the “leader”, Henry Bowers. Our group was well know for terrorizing the local children of Derry. I didn’t take part in the senseless bullying; more times than not I tried to stop it. But the boys continued to scare and hurt random school kids. A perfect example of this being now. Henry was standing behind a monument, leaning against it. While Patrick and I hid behind a tree together and Belch and Victor hid behind a car. We were waiting for a kid named Ben to pass this area on his way home.
“Do we have to do this?” I asked Patrick desperately as I leaned against the tree.
“You can leave if you want.” Patrick teased me and leaned his arm on the tree above my head.
“Who else is gonna stop you from killing a poor kid?” I smirked and punched his arm lightly. He shook his head and scoffed.
For a moment my eye caught Henry’s as he glared at Patrick and I. He looked away as soon as he saw me looking back. I took this chance to take in his appearance. He was wearing light blue jeans that were ripped and baggy. A dark green muscle tank that showed of his arms and of course his signature mullet. As if he felt me checking him out, he glanced over again. I looked away and started to talk to Patrick again.
Days later and Henry and I were still staring back and forth. We were all hanging out at my house. Thankfully my evil parents weren’t home to judge the fact that I had four boys over. Let alone, in my bedroom. We were all sitting down and talking about our families and school and the town in general. Belch and Victor were sitting on my two beanbags and Henry was sitting on my windowsill, glaring at Patrick and I sitting on my bed together. I was leaning against the wall with my legs crossed, while Patrick was lying down on my bed with his head in my lap. Despite the fact that Patrick and I had this flirty relationship, we were friends. We knew each other too well to ever even think about dating.
“I should probably head off.” Said Patrick, getting up, kissing me on the cheek and saying goodbye to Henry. Victor and Belch agreed before following him out.
I looked back at Henry and noticed him staring at me as if he was contemplating something. I stared back and took in his outfit. Black, baggy jeans that were shredded and a red muscle tank. After spending a minute checking each other out, he spoke.
“What’s going on with you and Patrick?” He looked into my eyes awaiting my answer.
“What?” I laughed. “Nothing.” Henry stood up, walked over to my bed and stood infront of me. He rested his arms beside me on the bed and slowly leaned in.
“Not even in secret?” He paused just before our lips touched.
“Not even in secret.” I assured him. As soon as he heard this He quickly closed the gap between us. He put his left hand on my cheek and kissed me deeply. He gently pushed me down so I was laying on my bed. His lips trailed down my neck and sucked in various places, leaving hickeys. I trailed my arms down his chest and tugged on the bottom of his shirt. Henry pulled away from our kiss and pulled it over his head, exposing more of his body to me. I ran my hands down his chest as he flung his shirt to the other side of the room. He leant down to me and pecked my lips before pulling me into a sitting position. I pulled my shirt over my head and took off my sweatpants. Henry did the same thing with his own jeans and threw them in the same general direction as his shirt. I reached into one of the drawers of my bedside table and pulled out a condom.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” He asked me and he grabbed the condom out of my hand.
“If you are.” I responded. To this he smiled and shed his boxers to reveal his erection. He rolled the condom onto his cock as I kissed his jawline and trailed down to his neck. He put his arms around my waist and I pulled my lips away from his neck. I straddled him and sunk down onto his length with small moans coming from both of us. He guided me on where to move with his hands that were still placed on my waist firmly. I rested one hand behind his neck and the other on his bicep. I started to bounce up and down on him, slowly at firs.
“Y/N,” He moaned. “Go faster.” But I was enjoying teasing him so I continued to go the same pace. He looked at me trying to see if I was doing this to him on purpose. When he saw I was he smirked and pulled me off of his lap. He lay me down and got on top of me. He entered me again and I moaned. He had one hand beside my head and the other on the headboard. Henry thrust in and out, his pace quickening.
“Fuck,” I yelled out along with various moans. “Henry, f-faster.”
My headboard was slamming against the wall at this point as he sped up his actions and moaned. He moved his hand from beside my head and reached down to rub my clit in fast circles. I felt a knot in my stomach start to form.
“Fuck, Henry, I’m-” I interrupted myself with yet another pornographic moan. “I’m gonna come.”
“Me too, let go.” He moaned as i dug my nails into his bicep. Almost instantly, my body shook and I came. Henry followed seconds after and continued to thrust as we rode out our highs. He got off of me and lay down next to me on the bed.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” Henry stated.
“You should’ve done it way sooner.” I smirked.