#.eddie ♡

[toxic-aries]

keep those on (1.1k words)

paring: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ (MINORS DNI), missionary position, unprotected sex, slight cursing, mentions of hickies, cringey writing, please let me know if I missed any.

a/n: due to joe wearing those glasses, this is where my brain went. sorry if it seems rushed, my migraine took over. eddie x reader really get straight to the point in this blurb.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

It was unexpected what you saw when you opened Eddie's bedroom door. Your boyfriend sat on the edge of his bed in nothing but old gray sweats, guitar in his lap, long locks clinging to his face with beads of sweat dripping, and glasses. Glasses? Circle glasses with wire frames to be exact. “Since when do you wear glasses, huh? ” you ask, placing a kiss on his exposed shoulder as you sit next to him. 

“Hmm.” he mumbles, adjusting the glasses by their arms, “Well, I only really wear them at night.” Aligning his body more towards you, he gives you a quick kiss. You run your fingers along the edge of his face, brushing away the strands of hair that gripped to his forehead. Maintaining eye contact with his pretty brown eyes through the lenses of those glasses. “You like them? ” he asks as his lips rest along your jawline and his hand moves up your thigh, stroking it. 

“I like them a lot...” you say, lifting your head back slightly as he places kisses along your jawline, moving his lips down your newly exposed neck. Eddie’s hands grip on your thigh as he places a few love bites along the sensitive skin of your neck. You begin leaning back slowly, as he follows your every move until your back is pressed against the mattress and he’s now hovering over you. 

His hands brush over your thighs, spreading them open slightly – just enough for his hand to palm you through your jeans. You pick his chin up with a couple fingers, lifting up his pretty face from your love-bitten neck. “You look so pretty with those glasses...” you whisper, drawing him into a passionate kiss. With your parted lips, his tongue wanders onto yours and kisses you fiercely. 

His hands move to the buttons of your jeans, as he unbuttoned them he pulled them off along with your panties. After removing your exposed half, his hands reach for his sweats and strip him off quickly. As you break free of his kiss, you pull the hem of your shirt off your body as rapidly as possible, exposing your bare chest to him. “You think i’m pretty.” he chuckles, his hand moving to your bare cunt, rubbing circles around your clit. 

The moment he touches you, you gasp, your head snapping back, and the sensation of pleasure already immerses you. With his free hand he begins gripping the sides of his glasses, attempting to pull them off – you grab his wrist before he could. “No.” you say in between gasps as his fingers travel your folds, “Keep those on…please.” you plead with him. 

He pulls his body back slightly, eyebrow raised, “You want me to keep them on?” he questions. You nod your head in response. You watch as he grips his cock, “You want me to fuck you in these glasses, huh?” he says as he drags the head against your throbbing clit in a teasing manner.  

“Please Eds.” you whimper in frustration at the intense pressure between your legs, wishing for relief. You feel him slip into your tight little cunt and slide his thick full length into you. Moaning, you push your back deeper against the mattress as you feel his cock fill you.  A few moans escape his lips as your pussy grip tightens around his length. He lowers his body closer to yours as you both get comfortable to the position, you push his glasses back up his nose by the bridge. 

With his hands firmly hooked beneath your knees, he raised your legs so they were around his body as his thrusts began slowly. His goal was that you would feel every thrust, every aspect of him. As his forehead rested on yours, the heavy breaths combined with yours caused his glasses to fog up. “You get off just seeing me in these stupid things?” his chuckle breaks through groans, pressing his cock deep into your cunt. 

“F-Fuck.” you groan, bucking your hips at the pressure forming, “I-I do. I want you to fuck me in those all of the time.” you cry out as you feel his cock thrusting in and out of you again. His pace quickens with each thrust, gripping his shoulders as he pushes deeper with every motion into your wet cunt. “Fuck baby..”  He grunts through his teeth, his hand leaving a bruising grip on your hip “You're soaking wet.”

He moves his mouth to your bare chest, taking your hard pointed nipple between his clenched teeth, looking up at you – glasses slid almost to the tip of his nose. Fuck. Your walls tighten around his cock at the sight of him, his free hand grasping harshly on your other tit. “Eddie…” you moan out, snapping your head back as his lips clasped around your nipple. His tongue danced with it. His teeth clench hard around your sensitive skin. 

The sound of moans and cries, mixed with the sick slapping sounds of his cock pounding into your dripping cunt echoed throughout his room. You grab ahold of his chin, maintaining the heavy lustful eye contact between you two. And just so you can stare at those pretty glasses. “Keep looking at me like that.” You whimper, as his deep thrust pounds your g-spot. 

You caress his face with both hands, watching his subtle facial expressions as he pounded his cock into you. He moves his hand from your chest, brushing your strands of hair out of your face, “You look so pretty while I’m fucking you…” he coos as his hand that had a bruising grip on your hip moves to play with your clit, “Pretty pretty girl…” he continues. 

His fingers danced with your throbbing bud as the cock continued to slide in and out of you. Your legs began to tremble at the upcoming orgasm that was building in the pit of your stomach. As he sped up his rhythm, Eddie pressed his face against your neck, lips panting against your skin. His cock tenses inside your cunt, as he pants out, “I’m going to cum...”, and between heavy breaths, his lenses fog up once again. 

You pull his face from the nape of your neck to look him in the eyes, watching as the foggy lenses fade. “Cum in me baby…” you whine out, trying to hold back your own frenzy. With a few more harsh thrusts, you throw your head back in pure ecstasy – his cock tenses as he fills you with his warm spurts. He pulls out slowly as you both ride out your climaxes, his hot sticky spunk leaking from your folds as he does so. Taking a brief look at you through his lenses, he sees you smiling slightly and he mutters, “Shit.”

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[gallners]

Whoa. So, uh, Christopher is a player. I don’t know where he gets it from. Not from me.

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[wtfsteveharrington]

don’t you want me | boyfriend!steve x reader x eddie

content & context: you and steve are tasked with checking in on eddie while he’s hiding out at reefer rick’s. 

mentions of drugs & all parties smoke, virgin!eddie, eddie gets caught masturbating by reader and steve, oral (all receiving and giving), steve accidentally initiates oral with eddie (makes sense i promise), fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex, steve!breeding kink, cum play, cum swapping. everyone’s a lil fruity! reader is kinda just passed around!! **emphasizing that there are sexual interactions between steve and eddie!**

she/her pronouns used for reader!

author’s note: ... i can't believe this is finally getting posted but here we are! its been ages in the making and i'm so glad to finally have it out there. if i missed something during editing pls let me know! <3

word count: 8.4k - i added plot to this one!

If you thought Steve complained about being the babysitter, you should hear the way he complains about being Eddie’s caretaker. 

In all honesty, he still wasn’t quite sure that Eddie was completely innocent in all this mess. Was he a killer? Probably not. That doesn’t mean he wants to hang around the guy, let alone have you hang around him. 

He’s protective, that’s all. 

The grocery sacks hit the floor of the kitchen while Steve shoves the case of beer into an empty spot on the counter. He’s pensively looking around the house, a grimace on his features as he takes in your... Questionable surroundings. Empty cans of food, question sticky spots on the floor, a disgusting bong on the table sat next to McDonalds wrappers. 

“Now how the hell did Munson get his hands on a Big Mac but we’re still stuck doing supply drops?” Steve’s scoffing to himself, finally looking around the room to realize - “Wait a minute. Where the hell is he?”

It’s instinct. Within seconds of acknowledging that there might be a problem here, you’re back to back with Steve while the two of you scan the room. Looking for any signs of life or, well, death. You both hone in on a sound coming from behind the door at the end of the hallway. Exchanging a quick glance before he’s looking for a weapon - Grabbing a hold of the bong to use as a weapon. You however? Decide to settle for one of the knifes on the table which Steve thinks makes much more sense but he’s already committed to this damn bong now. 

The door’s barely cracked open and as the two of you get closer you can begin to hear Heaven’s On Fire by KISS playing faintly on the radio. Considering how tense Eddie’s been lately, you’re surprised he’s being this... Sloppy? 

you drive me crazy when you start to tease

You’re peeking over Steve’s shoulder, hand instantly coming to clamp over your mouth at the sight in front of you two.

you could bring the devil to his knees

Eddie Munson’s laying back on the bed, boots planted firmly on the ground, his jeans and briefs shimmied just far enough down his thighs to free his length. He’s hard, untouched, and you’re salivating at the sight. You and Steve stand there for a second longer than you should, both of you shocked at the sight. It’s not until Eddie wraps his fist around himself, lifting his hips off the bed at his own touch and letting out a quiet moan that Steve finally breaks -

“Holy shit.”

No one knows who reacts first but within seconds Eddie’s trying to cover himself up at the same time you’re reaching past Steve to pull the bedroom door closed. You’re trying to process what you just saw, mind only able to hyper focus on the fact that he looked... No, stop. You can’t let your mind wonder like this.

“Jesus Christ! Don’t you people knock!” Eddie shrieks on the other side. 

You look over at your flabbergasted boyfriend who’s punching the air and cursing Dustin Henderson for getting involved with this Freak. If you look close enough, you can see the flush to his cheeks. “C’mon, Man. Maybe consider not jacking off while you’re on the run for murder, huh? Especially when you have people running around getting you shitty Pabst and Doritos!”

The door’s being jerked open and Eddie looks so frazzled. A far cry from the man who was just sprawled out in bed touching himself. 

He has a finger pointed in Steve’s face, “A murder I did not commit! So excuse me for trying to blow off some steam while I thought I was alone. If you’re so concerned then I’ll be sure to clear it with you next time, Harrington.” His hair is a crazy mess, shirt haphazardly tucked into his pants, and his belt unbuckled. You can’t help but spare a thought towards how pretty he looks. If Eddie would meet your eye, you’d have to look away considering just how embarrassing your thoughts were getting about him. But, in fact, the boy refuses to glance in your direction.

You turn on your heels, dragging Steve behind you in an attempt to avoid them getting into even more of a fight. Storing the fact that Eddie Munson has a pretty dick away for later. “C’mon, Idiots. I’ll cook dinner if you two can play nice for a few hours. Eddie wash your hands and zip up your fly before you come in here.”

The song continues as you walk down the hallway. Giggling to yourself and sneaking looks over at your still flabbergasted boyfriend. 

feel my heat takin' you higher. 

burn with me, heaven's on fire. 

paint the sky with desire.

✧･ﾟ:*-*:･ﾟ✧

Eddie watches as you two navigate cleaning up the kitchen in almost perfect sync. His hand on your lower back when he brings the rest of the dishes to you, the way he takes notice of your sleeve falling down your arm and rolls it up for you, then you have the audacity to sing along to Steve’s favorite lyrics as the songs shuffle through on the radio. 

He’s taken to sitting on the couch during clean up, citing his “impending doom” as the reason why he can’t help. Really, Eddie’s not sure how much more of the love birds act he can take before his carefully curated facade finally breaks. It wasn’t that you two were being over the top with the displays of affection, quite the opposite actually. If anything, it was toned down from the normal levels you showed around everyone else. 

It’s just the fact that it’s real that’s driving him crazy. Cursing every day he spent without someone who loved him that deeply.

Once the kitchen is cleaner than it likely has ever been, you and Steve wonder out of the room and finally join Eddie. Steve’s grabbing the packed bowl left on the coffee table along with the lighter, sitting back in the recliner while you perch yourself on the arm of the chair. Trying to balance yourself carefully. You watch as Steve takes a long hit, holding the smoke before holding the bowl towards you. Glancing from him to the slouched figure on the couch, “Can we spend the night with you?” 

Eddie’s shrugging, grumbling out “’Ight with me but there’s not many blankets around this place that ain’t filled with holes.”

Nodding, more towards yourself than him, you lean forward to trap the piece between your lips and Steve brings the lighter up to the bowl. 

You’re coughing. 

Like, way more than normal. 

Steve’s quickly pushing out of the chair, grabbing one of the last wine coolers for you and popping it’s top with ease before bringing it back to you. There’s a reassuring hand rubbing over your back as you work your way through your coughing fit. Cheeks burning hot with embarrassment that one little hit nearly took you out in front of Eddie Munson. 

“S’good shit, Honey. No surprise you can barely take it.” You’re giving Steve an appreciative smile as Eddie teases you, leaning into his touch for a bit of comfort. “Should be this good considering it’s been the talk of Hawkin’s that you’re raising your prices on us, Munson.” 

Eddie’s got his hands up in the air, his bright laughter filling up the room before he’s reaching out for the bowl Steve’s offering. “Hey, a man had to eat, y’know? Now a man’s gotta pay bail... Prices are gonna triple after this.” 

When Steve’s assured you’re not going to pass out, he’s going back to the table and grabbing two cans of out the lukewarm Pabst case. One’s being slid over to Eddie while Steve grabs his keys out of his pocket to begin the base of the can to chug. 

It’s some weird power play you’re pretty sure. Asserting dominance with who can chug the fastest. Eddie’s quick to follow suit, using his pocket knife to carve out his own hole..

Now you just need to figure out why it’s kind of.. Hot?

You watch as Steve and Eddie cheers their punctured cans against one another, both of them giving the other a small nod then they’re throwing their heads back, popping the tab, and chugging the beer out of the can. It’s entertaining, this dumb grin plastered on your face. The weed in your system is probably making this feel like a much more endearing sight than it actually is. They both drop the cans once they finish, an argument ensuing as they try to decide who finished first. 

“I’ve never shotgunned a beer.” 

Suddenly there’s a lot of attention on you. Steve’s confused, Eddie’s entertained. 

“King Steve Harrington’s girlfriend has never chugged a beer? Surprised he hasn’t corrupted you already.” Steve’s hitting his arm, giving the other boy a playful shove before grabbing a can out of the case and tossing it your way. 

“You wanna learn, Honey? I’ll teach you.” Spoken so sweetly. Steve’s voice always laced with this delicate tone reserved just for you.

He’s standing behind you now, chest firm against your back and holding the can properly in your hands. Steve’s digging a hole with his keys into the side of your can, his chin on your shoulder as he concentrates on making it a clean cut. “All you gotta do is tilt your head back, okay? I’ll pop the tab. Don’t feel like you gotta finish it.” 

You nod obediently, freeing one of your fingers from it’s death grip on the can to flip Eddie off. He’s laughing, grabbing the forgotten bowl from the table and getting to work repacking it. Part of you wonders what Rick would think of Eddie using so much of his stash. Then again, it’s not like it’s going to be much use to Rick for the next few years.

The can’s brought up to your mouth, tilting your head back against Steve as he keeps his promise and opens the tab once your lips wrap over the hole. There’s beer dripping from the corner of your mouth, down your chin and neck, and you’re quickly reminded that you hate the taste of beer. Especially cheap beer. But you’re putting on a show so you’re committed to finishing it. 

Steve grabs a hold of your chin as the now empty can clatters to the ground, your lips colliding quickly and he wastes no time licking into your mouth. He tasted like a mixture of weed, more cheap beer, and underlying hints of his spearmint gum. You’re giving an appreciative moan as his hand slips from your chin to cup the back of your neck, tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

Now, Eddie knows he should look away. He’s intruding on a personal moment, right? But there’s just something about the way that you and Steve interact that’s so addicting to him. It’s clear you’ve spent hours memorizing one another, learning what makes the other tick. There’s a sad thought that passes through his mind registering that there’s no way he’ll ever get to have a connection that intense. Even before the, you know, murderer from another dimension ruined his life. Eddie was a lot. He liked being a lot. He never found a girl who liked him being a lot and for a long time he was fine with pretending it didn’t bother him.

Then the picture of true love showed up to this damn house hours ago and he’s begun aching to feel even a tenth of that amount of passion.

He’s lighting up the bowl, finally forcing himself to look away while taking another long hit.

Your hands are firm on Steve’s chest, fisting around the soft material of his shirt and gently shoving him back. “Enough. Eddie doesn’t want to just sit around watching you devour me all night” He’s giving you a dopey grin, the hand not on the back of your neck coming up so he can use his thumb to swipe away the saliva shining on your lips.

“Munson gets it. Sometimes you just can’t help yourself, right?”

Steve’s looking over to Eddie for approval but he won’t look at either of you. Exhaling a stream of smoke from his last hit before responding.

“Nah, man. The Freak title excludes any and all sexual connotations. Made out with Elizabeth Hertz last year but that was just because she wanted free weed. Gareth kissed me after a show because he was drunk off adrenaline. Don’t really count him on the list of conquests though.” He’s blaming the high inching it’s way through his body, but for some reason he wanted to make it known that he’ll happily kiss boys too. In fact, Eddie Munson will pretty much kiss anyone who wants to kiss him.

“Huh.”

It comes out so quickly and you can stop yourself, both boys now looking your way. You give a little shrug, leaning into Steve as you respond. “Just surprised, that’s all. You’re pretty, figured someone would have thrown themselves at you by now.”

Eddie’s blushing at your compliment. Honest to God, cheeks turning pink blushing. He’s throwing a wink your way while trying to downplay how much the compliment got to him.

“Wish everyone felt that way, Sweetheart.”

You’re looking up at Steve now who just knows what’s coming next. 

✧･ﾟ:*-*:･ﾟ✧

The two of you had talked before about including someone else. You both liked girls, that came up pretty quick. Robin asked you to play fuck, marry, kill one night while you sat around at Family Video during your shift. The way you drooled over Faye Dunaway gave you away pretty quickly.

Then, late one night, Steve was a little drunk and half asleep when he asked you what it felt like to kiss a boy. You said it was firmer, that their lips were rougher. But that kissing him made you feel safe and loved, though that wasn’t the norm.

“Kinda wanna kiss a boy the same way you wanna kiss girls. Quickly followed by, “Happy if I spend the rest of my life only kissing you though. Just something I wouldn’t mind happening.”

You just laugh while pulling his sweaty party clothes off of his body, tossing them across the room to deal with tomorrow. 

“You wanna kiss a boy, huh? Well, I’m sure we can make that happen.”

✧･ﾟ:*-*:･ﾟ✧

“So - Is that like a thing then? Making out with you in exchange for free weed? Because in that case, you’ve been smoking me and Steve out all night. Pretty sure that means we’ve got a great debt to pay.”

Eddie can strike the idea down. You wouldn’t be surprised if he did. Mere hours ago you weren’t fully sure if Eddie was a killer and you weren’t fully sure that Steve wouldn’t kill Eddie. He’s toying with the rip in his jeans over his knee, looking over the two of you as if he’s trying to decide if this is real or not.

“You and Steve…” He’s dragging out your names, almost as though he were testing out how they taste on his tongue. You and Steve.

You’re looking back to get confirmation from Steve who’s nothing more than entertained. You’re stepping towards Eddie now, slow enough where anyone can stop you yet not surprised neither of them do. He’s not taking his eyes off of you and you can see his breathing pick up as you get closer. Your knees are sinking into the couch beside him, kneeling into the cushions and reaching over to rest your hand on his upper thigh. Giving him a small squeeze and his muscle twitches in response to the touch. 

“Do you wanna kiss me, Eddie? Kiss us?” 

His breathing cuts off completely, and if you weren’t paying such close attention to his face you would have caught the way his hand goes from playing with the rip to actually pinching himself on his thigh. There’s no way this is real. Eddie’s nodding a little too eagerly, his cool guy facade falling apart. You lean forward, the smell of your perfume ever so faint but taking over his brain, to grab his hand. Dragging it up your own chest, along the curve of your breast, bringing his hand around the front of your throat, finally directing him to cup the back of your throat instead. 

“Then kiss me.”

Eddie’s risking a glance over to Steve as he tightens his grip on your neck, half expecting to see the other boy with his fist cocked back, ready to swing and fight for you.

He’s not though. 

Just giving a small shrug of his shoulders, trying to bite down his entertained grin. You always got what you wanted, Steve’s just surprised it’s Eddie you want. He can’t blame you. Maybe it’s the mood set by the two year old Christmas lights that Rick never takes down illuminating the room, the buzz vibrating throughout your bodies, or the way Eddie keeps looking between you with those wide brown eyes... Something about the situation has Steve understanding the way you feel. 

Your hands are on Eddie’s chest now, fisting around the material as you lean in to ghost your lips against his. “Are you gonna make me ask again?” His fingers are twitching on the back of your neck, tightening his grip before finally connecting your lips together. The kiss is timid at first, you can feel the nerves practically rolling off of his body, so you take it upon yourself to take the lead. 

Eddie’s moaning into your mouth when he feels your tongue swipe along his bottom lip. He’s licking over his own lip, savoring the taste of Pabst, weed, and the sickly sweet taste of wine coolers you’d been sipping on all night. Somewhere buried under all that, there’s the taste of just you. His tongue slips between your parted lips, licking into your mouth and giving an appreciative moan once again. You delight in just how vocal he’s being.

The couch’s dipping beside you, Steve settling back into the cushions to get a better view. His hand is low on your back, sliding down to knead at the flesh of your ass as you and Eddie settle into a rhythm. You can tell he’s inexperience and it’s endearing to say the least. 

Your hand cups over the bulge in Eddie’s lap, rubbing along his growing length as he moans into your mouth. “Wanna see you, Baby. Is that okay?” His jaw goes slack, risking a glance over to Steve for approval. He’s just shrugging it off, his own hand coming to palm over his jeans as he mimics your motions on Eddie. “Whatever my girl wants, she gets.” 

Eddie’s trying to process everything going on and it takes a moment for him to respond. Finally giving an unsteady nod to the room before looking back to you and God you can tell he’s nervous. His hands are on the back of your arms now as he mindlessly rubs up and down them, trying to keep himself grounded in the moment. “Then, uh, yeah. Yeah, that’ll be.... Good.” 

Without much more convincing you get to work undoing his belt buckle. Unlatching the cold metal before giving it a firm tug, Eddie arching his hips up in order to help you remove it from his body. You pitch it under his arm and you feel his body jerk at the sudden sound. If you weren’t careful the mood could go sour quick due to the reminder of why you’re all here in the first place. 

“So no one has ever touched you before? Just me?” Eddie nods enthusiastically as you unbutton his jeans, his breath hitching when he hears the sound of his zipper being pulled down. “Just you, Princess. Kinda scared, fuck, that I’m not gonna last that long if we’re being honest.” You’re giggling at the admission and Eddie’s thanking every star in the galaxy that he took the time to actually shower and change into clean clothes when you guys showed up. 

The room fills with the sounds of both of you moaning when you finally slip your hand into Eddie’s boxers and feel his length against your hand. He’s gripping the back of your arms now, the circuit he’s been running this whole time, as he whimpers and rocks up to your touch. You make quick work of tugging his jeans and boxes down just enough to free him from his clothes. Marveling at the sight of him erect and desperate. 

You wrap your hand around the base, giving him an experiment dry tug. Eddie’s head falls back against the wall as he moans out a string of profanities. His mind has to drift off to focus on anything but your touch or he’s going to finish from just one brush of your hand. You’re proud of yourself, giving him another flick of your wrist before letting him go. You start to push off the couch, standing up and pulling your shirt off of your overheated frame. Making quick work of your bra before tossing the both of them into the corner.

Eddie’s thankful for the break but he’s so hard that it fucking hurts. The sight of you topless in front of them is not helping his cause.

Steve’s eyes are on you as you reach over to him. He’s entertained and you can tell he’s hard in his tight jeans. You hold your hand out under his mouth, “Can you spit in my hand, Baby?” Steve grabs a hold of your wrist and does as he is told. Licking a strip down your fingers before spitting into your hand. He’s giving your wrist a squeeze before pushing your hand back towards Eddie. 

You fall to your knees in between Eddie's legs and go right back to wrapping your wrist around him, lazily dragging your fist around him. Eddie’s clinging to you as you take your time exploring him, smiling down at the boy. “You’re longer than Steve. Not as thick but you’re long. Such a pretty cock, Eddie. Thank you for letting me take care of you tonight.” 

He can barely even get his thoughts together fast enough to respond before you start shuffling off of his lap. Hand still firmly around his length as you settle on your knees between his legs. Eddie finally looks down at you and there could be angel wings coming from your back as far as he's concerned considering what a heavenly sight you make.

"Can I taste you, Eddie?" You're hamming it up for him. Batting your eyelashes and pouting. Something straight out of a porno, all for him.

It's odd - Steve feels almost... Proud? Maybe that's not the best word for describing watching your girlfriend suck someone else's dick but it's the best one he can find. You gorgeous in this lighting, you're being playful, and hell it's practically charity work. Taking this poor guy's virginity as a treat while his world is falling apart. It's admirable, really.

Eddie's frantically nodding while he twitches under your touch. Reaching down to try and shimmy his pants further down his legs so you have a better angle. "Darlin', you can do fucking anything to me. Don't have to ask anymore, okay? I appreciate but whatever you want is fine by me."

You grin up at him and lean closer, sticking your tongue out and keeping eye contact while tapping the head of his cock against your tongue. There's saliva dripping off your tongue and onto him, running down the sides of your length until it meets your fist. You're leaning in to wrap your lips around the head of him. Giving an appreciative hum before sinking down further around him.

Steve's taught you well. He's laid back and let you 'practice' sucking him off for hours at this point. His fingers laced behind his head while you get your throat used to taking him further and further. Sometimes he feels bad taking up all the attention and has you straddle his face to return the favor while you suck him off.

All that training and Eddie gets to reap the rewards.

It's easy for you to build up a stead pace. Tongue swirling his tip and using your hand to jack off his exposed length before you take him back into his mouth. Your other hand comes up to cup the weight his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze as you work.

Eddie’s bucking up his length deeper into your throat, causing you to gag around the sudden intrusion. “Gotta chill out, Munson.” He’s storing away the fact that Steve Harrington chastising him makes his cock twitch in your mouth. Something about a pretty boy being firm gets under his skin. 

“Shit, my bad, Sweetheart. Just felt too fucking good.” 

Steve's scooting closer to you both while the old, thrifted and worn couch makes creaking sounds under him. He's taking your hand that isn't currently occupied with Eddie and putting it on the front of his too tight jeans. You give a hum of appreciation at the familiar feeling of your boyfriend under your touch, pulling back from Eddie's cock with a string of spit attached to your lip. You're using the same motion on the both of them while grinning up at Eddie.

"Can you get him out for me? Unless you want me to stop touching you?"

Eddie gasps involuntarily and shakes his head, pumping his cock through your fisted hand. It's slick and obscene and he's twitching in your grasp. He looks between the two of you nervously but when Steve doesn't object he decides to lean forward to move your hand out of the way, shaky fingers touching the metal of his belt. "You guys are-..." He's cutting himself off with a broken laugh as your lips press a kiss to the head of his cock, a reward for doing as he's told, "You're fuckin' insane."

Steve's beaming. He's eating this up.

His hips arch under Eddie's touch and you keep your eyes trained on the boys while lazily jacking off Eddie. Steve helps the two of you and pushes his jeans down his thighs, the head of his cock threatening to slide out of the slit in his briefs. Eddie's watching his face for a moment before hooking his fingers under Steve's boxers and pulling them down.

Steve's cock is thick and hard, dripping at the tip. You whimper at the sight of him, rubbing your thighs together as your clit starts to throb. Steve snatches up your free hand once again, spitting into your palm before bringing your hand to his cock. You wrap your fingers around the base and are back to repeating the same motions on the two boys.

You wrap your lips around Eddie's cock once again, his length sliding down your throat as he fucks into your warm mouth. You notice his fingers still linger on Steve's thigh, he's short circuiting at the combination of the both of you. "You are uh.... Fuck, she wasn't lying." Steve's chest puffs up with pride as the two of you both admire how thick his cock is.

There's a giggle coming out of you that you just can't help though the sound gets muffled by Eddie's cock.

This is crazy.

Eddie whines as you pull off of his cock once again but God are you a vision. Spit dribbling down your chin, eyes wide and dark with lust. You look over and pout at your boyfriend as your wrist starts to slow its pace on both of them. He knows exactly what that look means - You're needy. Rightfully so too.

It takes mere seconds from the moment your attentive boyfriend picks up on your queue for the situation to completely change. He's pushing back against the couch and kicking his jeans fully off before ushering Eddie away from you. Eddie who's almost skittish, desperately wanting to make sure he doesn't overstep and doing as he's told.

He watches as Steve pulls you up from the ground, a hand instantly going to the back of your neck as he pulls you into a feverish kiss. You instantly melt against his chest, a mess of parted lips and breathy moans and whimpers that are going right through him. There's a hand slipping into your pants, Steve's nimble fingers making quick work of cupping over your heat.

Steve moans into your mouth while his cock twitches against your thigh, "Baby, you let yourself get this wet without letting me know?" You pathetically nod, desperately gripping onto Steve's arms as he drags a finger between your folds. "Bet this pussy wants to be fucked so bad, huh?" That finger presses into you now without warning and Steve bucks his hips at the same time you clenched around his digit. "Fuck, can feel how needy you are."

Eddie's going to fucking combust.

Your boyfriend doesn't even look away from you as he pats his hand against your pussy, kissing you once more before just talking into the abyss. "We need a bed."

And that's how you end up down the hallway with Steve pushing you back against this shitty bed, the springs whining under you as you bounce against the thin padding. Eddie can't help but think how much better you deserve but they're working with what they've got for now. Your pants and underwear are being ripped off by Steve and Eddie nearly creams himself at the sight of your bare pussy exposed to them both.

Your feet are planted far apart, legs falling open to give them both a good look. Their gazes are intense and empowering as you reach a hand down to toy with your clit, giving them a dramatic moan as you do. Someone needs to check Eddie's pulse because he's half convinced he died the other night and this is just some weird section of Heaven.

Steve steps over to Eddie, clapping a hand against his shoulder before reaching down to tug his shirt off of his slender frame. "I'll let you go first since you've never fucked before but you better treat her, Muson. I know my girl, I'll know if you don't do a good job, yeah?"

He's stumbling over to you, jaw slack and all he can hear is his heartbeat in his ears as he watches you slide two fingers into yourself. "Jesus Christ...." You do your best to look like every man's dream porno at that moment - Pumping your fingers in and out of your pussy, fluttering your eyelashes, whining while you use your free hand to play with one of your nipples. "Need you to fuck me so bad, Eddie."

Eddie’s looking around the room on the hunt for what you can only assume is a condom. Panic playing across his face much to both you and Steve’s entertainment. Your boyfriend’s laughing besides him, “She’s on the pill.” To which you nod eagerly, “Knew from the first time Stevie and I hooked up I had to be.”

The sound of a sharp smack fills the room as Steve playfully spanks his hand against Eddie's ass before moving to stand next to the two of you at the foot of the bed. He's leaning in to press a kiss against your lips, roughly grabbing at the breast you weren't teasing while Eddie moves to kneel on the bed between your legs. "He's gonna take good care of you, Baby."

Your brain is fuzzy. Your body is needy. Something needs to give.

Eddie’s hovering over you now, his hair hanging down and tickling your face. “Here, m’gonna take care of you.” You’re pushing your fingers back through his hair, gathering it up in your fist before sliding the elastic from your wrist and giving him a haphazard ponytail. It’s the best you can do given the circumstances.

Remember how Eddie was afraid he’d never feel affection like he wanted to? That moment threw his fears out the window. You were so gentle with him, so caring. It’s making his heart have this painful flutter and he’s not sure he’ll ever be able to convey to you how much this night means to him.

You’re leaning up, brushing your lips along his which brings Eddie out of his train of thought. “You sure you wanna do this? No pressure, Honey. We can all go to bed and act like none of this happened.” None of this happened? There’s no way he could ever forget tonight. He’s shaking his head, catching your lips in another kiss while lowering his hips so your bodies are flush together. Eddie’s moaning into your mouth at the feeling of your core along his length, instinctively rutting himself against you. You snake your arms around his chest, holding him close to you while he balances himself with one elbow digging into the bed, his other hand reaching down to fist around himself. 

There’s a choked out moan coming from the boy as the head of his cock pushes into you. Eddie has to pause his motions and regroup himself before starting to sink in further. This is a life altering experience for him... He refuses to be nothing more than a virgin who can only last thirty seconds in your mind. 

You arch your hips up to meet him halfway, both of you adjusting to the sensation. Eddie’s staring down at you as though he’d lasso the moon and bring it down to Earth if it would do so much as make you smile... Maybe he needs to remind himself that you’re taken and this is only happening due to the oddest set of circumstances ever experienced. 

Hey, sue him, but maybe he doesn’t remind himself at all. 

Maybe as his hips rock into you, with a motion that isn’t exactly coordinated but it’s still driving you wild, he allows himself to savor the affection you give. The way you’re trying to fight the urge to close your eyes because you don’t want to miss a second of his expression. The way his name falls from your lips. 

Like Steve said earlier, sometimes you just can’t help yourself. 

“How does she feel, Munson?”

“Like fuckin’ heaven.”

Eddie’s rutting himself up into you, trying to decide between just staying buried so deep or using every last breath he has begging you to move with him. His body is short circuiting and he just knows for a fact that this probably isn’t the best fuck you’ve ever had but as far as he’s concerned? Sex has never felt better for anyone in the world than how he feels right now. You’re warm and wet, practically soaking everything that touches where the two of you are connected.

He’s letting out a pathetic little whimper as he fucks into your sloppy pussy and Steve finds himself entertained as he watches Eddie take on the role he normally gets you in. Babbling and begging. Steve’s laughing to himself before coming to stand behind Eddie. He’s holding his hands higher on Eddie’s hips, silently directing the boy on how to fuck you better.

To his credit - Eddie is a quick learner.

He’s capturing your lips in a gentle kiss - you can tell he’s been getting better at kissing over the course of the night. Your arms wrap tight around his neck, slowly beginning to drag your hips a few inches up and almost lazily fucking yourself on Eddie.

Eddie who can’t see straight anymore and isn’t sure his heart has stopped beating.

“Holy shit, holy fuck, holy fucking shit.”

You can tell by his frantic words that he’s getting closer. You’re not sure how much longer he has left in him so you make a show of arching your back into him, grabbing ahold of his hair and his bicep with the other hand. Fluttering yourself around his length before giving a dramatic gasp and letting your ‘orgasm’ wash over you. This part of the night was about letting Eddie use you for his pleasure, you didn’t want him to look back and think you didn’t enjoy yourself.

Steve knows you, knows your body. He knows what you’re up to and will make sure you’re well taken care of.

And it does work. Eddie’s hips start sputtering while he mutters out, “Holy shit that was so hot.” He’s barely got time to fuck another few strokes into you before he’s finishing without warning. Chasing the feeling by rocking himself through his orgasm, finishing deep inside of you. Partly kicking himself in the ass because he doesn’t want this experience to be over already. 

It takes him a moment to collect his thoughts, leaning in to kiss you and mutter out praises and thank you’s in between every kiss. In that moment he’s no longer on the run, there’s no longer his life imploding around him. He gets to just be Eddie and there’s not enough words in the English language to convey how much that means to him. Eddie gives you one final kiss before he's whining and pulling out, the cool air against his wet and sensitive cock causing him to hiss. 

You only have but seconds to recover before you feel your boyfriend’s touch.

Steve grabs a hold of your ankles, throwing them both over his shoulders before he leans in for his turn to kiss you. It's sloppy and messy and you haven't had a coherent thought since you laid down on this bed so you can only imagine what kissing you is like but he's not complaining. He pulls back to get a good look at you, giving himself confirmation that you were still doing okay. Fucked out and blissful, he knows you're thriving probably more than you should be but you didn't feel any shame.

He pulls even further back to continue his examination, stopping at the sight of you spread open for him, marveling at the way Eddie’s cum drips out of you. He’s used to seeing his own, used to scooping it up and pushing it back inside of you, but something about seeing you filled up by another man… It’s bringing out a weird, feral part of Steve that he doesn’t quite comprehend.

You're whining and grabbing a hold of his waist as you feel the thick head of Steve's cock press against your sensitive hole, your puffy pussy throbbing even harder than you thought possible. "Getting fucked twice in one night... Just know you're happy, aren't you? Mhm, fuck, this greedy little cunt was made to be wrapped around my cock. Might share it every now and then but you know where you belong, don't you?" Your nails dig into Steve's shoulders and he chuckles as you arch your hips up, desperate to get him inside of you.

"Stevie, please. Need to feel you." And he doesn't make you ask twice. You're gasping and thrashing against the bed as Steve stretches you out. Even after Eddie fucked you it still took a second for you to adjust to how girthy he was. There's a mixture of your wetness and Eddie's cum being pushed out around his cock as he buries himself into you, the sensation driving him wild.

He’s slowly dragging himself back out of you, much to your protest. Taking the head of his cock through the cum that’s leaked out, collecting it on himself before lining up and pushing into you with one firm thrust. The sinful sound of Steve stretching out your wet pussy filling the room. He’s letting you relax under him while those strong arms hold you close to him, body going lax.

“So fucking full. Can’t think straight. Two pretty boys in me… S’good.”

Every word and sound you could make is caught in your throat, effectively rendering you dead silent. You don’t know who noticed your fingers working your clit first but Eddie’s tight grip on your wrist is keeping you from continuing. “Absolutely not.”

Eddie’s watching Steve’s expression for any hint of disgust or disapproval. There’s none. Instead he’s giving Eddie a small nod of encouragement. There’s a shift in the energy in the air.

You feel Eddie shuffle on the bed, his warm breath on your stomach, and all of a sudden you see the lights of Heaven when you feel Eddie’s tongue lapping at your clit while Steve picks up the pace of fucking into you.

Even in your turned on bliss, you’re not missing the fact that Eddie’s tongue is accidentally brushing over Steve’s cock. By the look on Steve’s face, he doesn’t quite mind the extra attention either.

“You’re both such pretty boys. Thank you for taking care of me so fucking good. No one else can treat this pussy like you two.”

Your words make Steve’s hips lose their pace, pulling out a little too far which causes him to slip between your folds and up towards your clit. Towards Eddie’s open mouth. His tongue already out for your clit when suddenly he has the firm weight of Steve fuckin’ Harrington’s cock in his mouth.

And they’re both moaning.

Neither pulling away.

Steve’s pumping himself further into Eddie’s mouth before he truly realizes what he’s doing, his balls tightening up for a second at the new sensation. You want to cry out, your pussy desperately clenching around nothing after being so deliciously filled. But you know better. You don’t want to disrupt the sight.

It’s Steve who jerks his hips back first, pulling out of Eddie’s mouth. “Fuck, bro. Sorry.” But he wasn’t sorry, not really. The only thing Eddie wants him to be sorry about is pulling out of his throat. You’re dripping wet. Like, wet spot in the bed because of your pussy wet. Steve’s losing a bit of that friction feeling and he doesn’t want you to be missing it too. That’s what he tells himself at least.

Tells himself that you need to be cleaned up so this night feels better for you.

Right?

So he’s taking a hold of his cock, fist wrapping around the base. “You uh, -… You wanna clean her up for me, Munson?” An offering to Eddie. He can either go right for your pussy and pretend that Steve wasn’t asking to suck him off.

And you’re not even offended when he picks Steve. Because the sight of Eddie Munson sucking you off of Steve’s dick?

Steve’s moaning as Eddie wraps his lips around his cock. Swirling his tongue around the tip before working on taking more length. Your fingers are back on your pussy and fuck you really did need to be cleaned up. You’ve got two fingers pushed into yourself, and while it doesn’t match how full you just felt, the view makes up for it. 

The sight doesn’t last long, Steve pulling himself out of Eddie’s mouth with a satisfying ‘pop’. “Not gonna last much longer if we keep this up.” And to his credit, Eddie’s pouting. His fingers touching his lips as he remembers the feeling but he’s nodding nonetheless. 

Your nails are digging into Steve’s back, clinging to him as if he were a lifeboat while you're drowning in all these sensations. Tears burn at the corners of your eyes and Steve’s cupping your face to wipe them away while Eddie adjusts himself until the three of you are as comfortable as possible. There’s Eddie’s lips at the back of your shoulder pressing a tender kiss as Steve speaks, “Words. How are you doing? Too much?”

It takes you a moment to collect yourself but you’re finally able to muster up a lopsided smile for him, nodding with your head bumping against Eddie’s. “Good, so good. Thank you for checking on me.” You slide a hand through the hair on the nape of Eddie’s neck, giving him a kiss as Steve pushes back into you.

You only get a few more kisses before Eddie has to pull back - He’s starting to get hard again and it hurts. He decides he has to try even harder to make sure he gets out of this alive just on the off chance you two ever invite him in again. 

Steve takes this as his chance to lean in, pressing his chest flat against yours as he bends you in half. There’s a warm hand cupping your jaw and you wait until he gets closer, your lips finally touching so you’re able to keep your voice low. “Always so good to me, Stevie. Treat me so well… Treat this pussy so good. Love belonging to you.”

He’s groaning into your mouth, savoring every word you give him. “Gonna make my pretty girl cum…. Can feel how bad you need me. Fuck, squeezing me so tight.” Steve starts to pick up the pace and jackhammers himself into you. Relentless, claiming. All you can do is lay there and take your boyfriend. He knows how bad you need to finish, how badly you need him. The coarse pubes at the base of his cock keep brushing against your overstimulated clit and you cry out, arching your back up into him as you start to black out from this level of pleasure. Spots in your vision, no thoughts in your head. Just pure pleasure taking over your body.

There’s not much warning when your orgasm finally hits your body. Your back arching off of the bed and legs starting to shake as it vibrates through every inch of your being. The loud, lewd sounds coming out of you making everyone thankful they’re so far into the woods. Steve’s slowing his pace while he fucks you through the sensation, warm arms wrapping around your body after he drops your legs to let them fall to the side of you two. He’s shushing you, peppering kisses along your jaw and neck. “That’s it, Baby. Let go, I’ve got you. Such a good girl for me.” 

Steve's orgasm comes quickly after yours, the spasms of your core milking it out of him. You know he's going to be scratched and bruised tomorrow morning from the way you're desperately clinging to him at the feeling of being so, so full. You wanna offer him the same reassurance but there’s nothing able to come out of you except a mess of ‘Love you. Love you so much’ which makes his heart tug.

He’s pulling back after the two of you have a moment to collect yourselves, looking at you all blissed out and your body fully relaxed after having been used as much as one could probably withstand. Your head is still tilted back against the pillow, his fingers pushing through your hair as it keeps sticking to your damp forehead each time you adjust. It’s kind of endearing how gentle he’s being with you considering how filthy the three of you have been. 

Your whines fill the room as Steve pulls out of you, falling flat against the bed next to you. His fingers tangle together with yours as he still craves your touch. 

Eddie had left the room towards the end of your intercourse - The moment so intimate that he felt as though he was intruding. He’s sneaking back in, giving the sight of you two sprawled out on the bed a fond little smile as he sits down cups of water on the side table. The least he could do was attempt to take care of the both of you the best he could.

He’s stepping over to stand between the two of you, a warm hand cupping your knees to give them a gentle squeeze. That’s when this sneaky little idea comes to Eddie. Your eyes are closed, giving an appreciative hum at the affection felt between Steve’s touch and Eddie rubbing his hand higher along your thighs. 

It’s quiet for a moment as Steve lays on his back next to you. One hand behind his head, the other grabbing you still the only warning you get is a shuffling on the bed before - 

“Holy fuck, Eddie.” 

His head is between your thighs, tongue dragging right between your folds. Your back is arching while your hands come down to lace in his hair. Steve’s slacked jaw, watching as Eddie begins licking you out. His cock is giving a painful twitch, still sensitive but it’s a damn fine sight.

Eddie’s dipping his tongue into you, curling it just right to collect whatever he can get. Your hips are starting to rock up against his face but the sensation is just too much. He takes your choked out whimpers as a sign. Pulling away from you with this practically pornographic pop of his lips as his suction is lost against you. His lips are shiny, eyes trained on Steve. 

You watch as Eddie shuffles forward, reaching out to cup Steve’s chin. The sight above you? It’s addicting. Eddie’s thumb drags across Steve’s lips and he’s quickly letting his jaw fall open under the touch. 

Eddie’s leaning forward and you gasp as he spits into Steve’s mouth. A mixture of you, Eddie, and Steve being shared between the two. Steve’s groaning and your eyes are trained on his neck as you watch him swallow. 

Next there’s Eddie’s warm hand around your throat. His eyes are so playful, so cocky as he looks down at you. You know what’s expected of you and open your mouth before you’re asked. The reward? Eddie’s hand tightening around your throat. You’re reaching out to grab his hip, nails digging into his flesh while he leans over you a bit more to get the angle right. Like he said earlier, he doesn’t want anything going to waste. 

Eddie’s spitting the rest of what he has into your mouth, his hand coming up from your throat so his thumb can come between your lips. You close your mouth around it, Eddie feeling as you swallow what was given to you.“Uh -“ Eddie’s cheeks go this pretty shade of pink and he refuses to look at either of you, “Not to make this all weird and shit, but thank you guys for doing that with me. Never fuckin’ expected to lose my virginity to Steve Harrington and his hot ass girlfriend. But it was good.”

#can't believe she's finally done eeeee #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x fem #steddie x y/n #steddie x reader #steddie x you #steddie smut #steve harrington smut #eddie munson smut #e.m.♡ #s.h. ♡ #steve harrington

[madfable]

Eddie's vest pay back ~♡

( I loved how hard Eddie threw his vest on Steve's face, always makes me laugh 😂 ~☆)

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #fanart #myart #cute #st4 #nancy and eddie are literally siblings they really looking like eachother~♡

[munson-memories]

I know eddie isnt a bassist sshh

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #steddie #eddie munson moodboard #stranger things aesthetic #stranger things moodboard #~♡picture-packs♡~ #rockstar!eddie munson #eddie core #eddie coded

[sunflowersteves]

What if everyone was spending spring break at Steve's holiday home and the whole gang has had to listen to Eddie and his girl going at it for hours so Steve gets them both a bottle of water and just walks in the room like it's nothing all like

"guys take a goddamn break, drink the water or you'll end up dehydrated and have a breather or you'll both die of exhaustion"

"thanks man," why the hell was eds so chill about Steve just walking in and seeing his girl so exposed "she's cute, right?"

She was mortified having to sit there while her naked bf and his best friend bond over how pretty her tits are

OMG CAN YOU IMAGINE??? the pure horror yet entirely massive boner that Steve has. I had to drunkenly turn this into a blurb. I had to.

warnings || somnophilia I think, vaginal sex, dirty talk, embarrassment

“Jesus fucking Christ, they have been going at it for practically days.”

Nancy just laughed, an arm wrapped around Robin’s shoulders. “Can you blame them though? Eddie hasn’t been able to see her because of having to constantly hide.”

Robin turned to him and shrugged. “Phone sex can only do so much.”

He grumbled under his breath—something along the lines of “horny dogs.” Nancy and Robin decided it was probably time to leave for a bit so you and Eddie could have some extra space. “Wanna go, Steve?”

“Um—no, it’s okay. I’ll—um—stay back at the house. Ya know, in case they need anything.” Robin and Nancy nodded before leaving the fancy holiday home.

Steve walks into the kitchen and grabs you both a water. He knows he probably shouldn’t disturb you, but you’re both his friends. He has to take care of you two. Right?

His skin startles to tingle as he hears the sharp sound of your moans. He pads up the stairs, slow like so he can take his sweet time.

He wants to hear your moans. He wends to hear Eddie’s whispers as he’s plunging into you. He wants it all.

“Hey, guys—um—sorry to interrupt but I wanted to give you some water.” He blushes. The red splotch on his cheeks makes it hard to go unnoticed by the metalhead that has his hand still coiled around your fluttering pussy.

“Well how kind of you, Steve.” His ringed fingers reach over—making sure to brush against Steve’s long fingers—to grab the water bottles.

Eddie opens the bottle for you. He knows you’re much too far gone and cock drunk to be able to open anything or do anything at the moment.

But Steve stares. Oh, how he stares. He expected Eddie to cover you up when he knocked, but there you were fucked out and cunt filled right before his eyes.

It was fucking gorgeous. It was ethereal. You, sitting there with furrowed eyebrows and shy eyes as you chugged down the water.

Eddie could only smirk—the devious mind of his turning it’s gears. “Isn’t she pretty, Steve?”

He freezes.

What?

“She’s—um—fuck—yeah, Eds she’s very pretty.”

Eddie starts to play with your clit and the overloading senses make you whine. Steve can’t help but feel his cock twitch in his tight jeans.

“You wanna play with us, Stevie? I promise it’ll be worth your while.”

#vic's coffee talks♡༉ #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington blurb #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #stranger things smut #stranger things blurb #stranger things fanfiction #smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #steddie x reader #steddie x you #steddie x y/n #eddie munson blurb

[demibats]

thinking about inexperienced!virgin!eddie . 18+ minors go away.

you guys spend the whole summer taking your time, you don’t see a point in rushing. you’ve spent afternoons in his lap, grinding down on the front of his pants, his hard on throbbing from just your clothed cunt rubbing against him. he’d have his hands under your shirt, bra long since thrown across his bedroom as his calloused fingers toy with your nipples.

“is this okay?” he’d ask, breath hot against your neck, hoping that the movements of his fingers are bringing you pleasure rather than discomfort.

you’d give an ‘mhm!’ of approval before you go back to sucking dark hickeys into his neck. he lets out a few whiny moans, but most of them are whispers of ‘fuck’ and ‘shit’.

you remove your canines from his neck , looking between your bodies before you guide his heavily ringed hand between your legs. he rubs the pads of his fingers down the front seam, pushing hard enough to create friction. he knows he’s doing a good job because he’s got you moaning his name over and over while you roll your hips into his hand. he didn’t expect such a thing to be better than the previous grinding.

“yeah? you want my fingers huh?” he doesn’t realize it until much later, but that was the hottest thing he could’ve possibly said to you in that moment.

excuse me while i melt into the carpet 🫠 -demi

#꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ e. munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #virgin!eddie #inexperienced!eddie

[bubblegumflavor]

Not perfect but at least I finally finished it. Dumb things have the right to get finished too! 🥲

#eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #eddie x chrissy #hellcheer #stranger things #i love them 🥲💙 #i had this in progress for so long I almost gave up on it but i finished it and I'm glad I did♡ #fanart #artwork #artists on tumblr #eddissy #joseph quinn #grace van dien

[ilovetulips]

fem!reader x older!tattooartist!eddiemunson

part 2 !

WARNINGS : smut 18+ pls ,, age gap (ages aren’t rlly mentioned but r is 21, e is 39) ,, p in v and all the stuff that comes w it ,, lots of petnames ,, use of yn!

A/N : first smut ive ever written. so scared rn. hope u all like it

———

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t absolutely petrified walking into the small hallway containing each tattooist’s room. your legs were shaking and your heart was pounding, so much so that your vision blurred as you stepped up to your assigned room.

“eddie munson”, you could eventually make out from the sign on the door.

entering the spacious room, you look around and take in the darkened walls littered with various drawings, the long bed on the left side covered in cellophane and the faint sound of music playing.

it took you a while to finally catch sight of the mess of dark curls on the right hand side, bopping his head to the music slightly, small grey hairs shining in the light and his hand scratching his pencil against the paper below him.

“h…hi.” you voice squeaked out in a stutter, sounding completely different to how you usually speak.

“can i help you?” he barks out rudely, not even turning to look at you.

“oh i’m sorry, i must’ve got the wrong room. sorry for disturbing you.” you begin to back out of the doorway behind you, before his brown eyes shoot up and meet yours.

“shit- sorry sweet thing, thought you were maria from next door. c’mere, sit down.” he gives you a cheesy smile while his eyes widen slightly. “you my 2 o’clock, yeah?”

your palms shine with a thin layer of sweat, originating from both excitement and nerves. “mhm, should be under the name y/n.”

“gottcha sweetheart, beautiful name. what’s a sweet thing like you doing in a place like this, hm?”he rolls over in his chair to where you’re sat on the bed, placing his large palms over your trembling knees.

he smirks down at them before focusing on you, his pupils blowing out and looking at your lips every now and then.

“it’s m’first tattoo… can you tell?” you look up at him shyly through your eyelashes, his face intimidating you - not that you were scared of him, he was just really attractive.

“yeah, you’re shakin’ like a leaf doll, but i’m here to help ya stay calm. whattcha thinking of getting?” he tucks a stray hair of your behind your ear before leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

god his arms were consumed in ink, only adding to his attractive qualities.

———

you spoke to eddie about the design, placement and all necessary paperwork before you were relaxed on the bed, laying on your side and watching the boy prep his tattoo machine.

you had a few voice cracks and stuttered a bit while talking to him, mostly due to his stare shrinking you, but he had made you feel extremely calm while prepping you.

“mkay doll, gonna need you to lift that shirt up a tad for me n’ we’ll get started. no rush, you tell me when you’re ready and when you wanna stop. can you do that for me darlin’?” his chair rolls back over to you, his gun ready to go.

you nod your head and reach down to grab the hem of your shirt. you’re stopped, however, when eddie’s calloused hand covers yours.

“words, sweetness. need you to use ‘em.” he taps your skull with his other hand, and pinches the hem of your shirt with the other.

you can’t deny the blush tickling your face is because of him slowly driving you insane, but you’re not going to stop him. “i can do that.”

“for me?” he tilts his head, crows feet creasing around his eyes as he smiles.

“for you.” your lips stay in the oval shape as he moves your shirt himself, yet you can’t take your eyes of his own lips. you have no idea how old he is. late 30s maybe? is this wrong? you shouldn’t feel attracted to someone like 18 years older than you… right?

he catches sight of the band of your bra, all cute and lacy. now it’s his turn to blush slightly. he can’t help the wicked grin spreading across his features, such a pretty girl wearing such a pretty bra.

“now you tell me if it hurts too much, wouldn’t want to cause such a precious girl like you so much pain.” he’s good at this. really good at this. your face was now beet red, and your thighs were unconsciously clenching together. you hoped he wouldn’t notice - he did. and it went straight to his ego.

———

you’re about 15 minutes into the tattoo itself. eddie taking his time and meticulously placing every line with care. you can’t help the small noises you make when it becomes particularly painful, once again hoping he didn’t notice.

he stops with a sigh, the faint bzzing making the silence grow louder, and the tension more suffocating. “sweetheart, if you don’t stop making those pretty noises i’m not gonna make it through this tattoo.”

his darkened pupils look up at you through his curls gracing his forehead. you didn’t know how to react, so you just stared at him with parted lips and slightly widened eyes. you, luckily, were too oblivious to notice the amount of times he had to adjust himself in his pants, and the prominent boner he was sporting right now.

he knew it was “unprofessional”, but he had never had a client like you before. you walk in with a cute little shirt and skirt, lacy underwear and give him doe eyes while moaning to yourself and expect him to not react?

“m sorry… didn’t realise i was doing it.” you look away from him, trying to focus on the artwork on the walls, but only being able to focus on the growing wet patch in your underwear. he has a way with words, and he’s incredibly attractive.

“don’t have to apologise, i like ‘em. but they’re driving me insane over here princess.” he leans down to meet your eyes in front of your head. the tension was so intense you were practically choking on it. he can’t help but reach over and trace your lips with his thumb, pulling your bottom lip down while you let him do it.

“so pretty.” he mumbles, leaning back and patting your thigh before reaching to finish the tattoo. “want you to lie just on your back now, yeah? nearly there doll.” and so you do, until the pleasure pain was so much that you were arching off the bed, your breasts nearly spilling out the top of your shirt.

eddie was glad he was wearing jeans that day, so the wet patch of precum in his boxers wouldn’t soak into their material. you, however, were not glad to be wearing a skirt with such easy access to your underwear, and the larger wet patch soaking them.

“fuck- baby you can’t keep doing that. you’re makin’ it real hard to concentrate over here.” he rubs his hand over his face and reaches for the cup of water on the small table next to him.

“…sorry.” you smile sheepishly. “can we… uh take a break?”

“course princess, you want anythin’?” by anything he means a snack or some water - but you’d hoped the offer was for something else.

you shake your head no before looking back up at the ceiling. that didn’t last long until you could feel someone’s eyes on you - eddie’s.

he was sat, legs spread and arm leaning on it, his veins prominent in the hand pinching his lip. but his eyes were the most captivating, as they were black. full of lust and desire. you saw the affect you had on him, and to be honest you have never felt so attractive or turned on.

you turned your head to look at him, lolling it to the side before contorting your body fulling to the side. your skirt flicked up and caught your hip as you did, revealing your panties and causing eddie to groan.

he clamped his eyes shut before walking over to you, gripping your chin with his pointer finger and thumb and forcing you to look up at him. “i can’t tell if you’re doing this on purpose, or you’re just dumb.” his words shocked you.

“m not doing anything, eds.” you tilt your head to the side slightly, smirking as you did so. you weren’t doing it on purpose yourself, but maybe your body was just reacting naturally to him and doing it to make him look.

“eds? we’re on nickname basis now sweets?” he leaned down, his hot breath fanning across your lips as you squirm under his gaze. you nod dumbly as his hand travels to grip your jaw and rub his thumb across your lips again. you were practically panting, desperately trying to relieve yourself without him realising.

“you gone all shy now? after that whole performance?” he presses his lips to the base of your throat, peppering slow kisses up it’s centre before meeting your lips. “maybe i’ll just let you sort yourself out. who knows who else you’ve been a little slut for.”

a whine escapes your lips as he pulls away from your lips, missing his warmth. the name going straight to your cunt and making you needier.

“jus’ you. i promise. couldn’t help myself.” you mumble, looking down at your hands in your lap.

“don’t act all innocent with me angel, i know what you want, and you know what you were doing. want you to tell me what you want from me.” he crouches down in front of you, hands on your thighs and inching up slowly.

“need you to touch me. want you so bad.” you squeak out, shuffling about on the bed.

“oh yeah? want me to make you cum, sweet girl?” he peels back your skirt, your panties on full display as you lean on your elbows to look at him curse under his breath. he grips your knees and spreads your legs further apart, eyeing the wet patch between your legs.

“god you’re so wet, i can see it from here. got you all worked up hm?” he presses kisses on your inner thighs, watching you squirm until he roughly grabs your hips. his stubble scratching your thigh slightly as he kisses higher.

you hum in agreement, focused on the growing tension about to snap. that was until you felt his fingers pull at the sides of your underwear, pulling them down to show off your glistening folds.

he growls slightly, groaning at the sight before pulling your panties off and basically diving into your pussy. licking strips from your hole to your clit, humming and rolling his eyes back at the taste.

he was eating you out like a starved man, sucking at your clit and poking his tongue into your hole while you were a moaning mess above him. writhing and wriggling your hips, grinding into his face while you were overcome with intense pleasure. he brought his hand up, inserting a finger inside of you before lifting his head up and smiling.

“tastes like heaven, sweetheart. so so sweet f’me fuck.” he reaches that spongey part inside of you, your moans growing whinier as you reach your climax. he roughly covers your mouth with his hand, muffling the sounds you’re making before watching his finger plunge in and out of you.

he starts sucking at your clit again, mewling at the taste of you before adding a second finger to thrust into you. your eyes were rolling back into your head as he coached you to your climax. you failed to notice the poor boy practically grinding the floor, trying to find any way to relieve himself while relishing in your pleasure.

“you gonna cum baby? yeah? go on, cum all over my tongue darlin’”. he poked his tongue back into your hole before making his way back to your clit. he was sloppy, the sounds of him and his tongue filling the room and probably the hall next to it. you didn’t have time to think about it though before white fuzzies took over your vision, and the coil inside you snapped.

eddie slowed his pace down, but lapped at the hot white liquid spurting from your hole. he was basically kitten licking it by the time you’d snapped out of your intense climax. you’d slept with guys before, with women before, but none had ever made you feel like this.

so you grabbed him by his hair into a kiss, teeth clashing and tongues dancing. you hum sweetly at the taste of yourself being transferred from him to you, trailing your hands down his chest and towards his bulge. he looked big, but nothing could’ve prepared you what he was actually hiding.

he sat down, spreading his legs as you knelt down in front of him, holding his cock in your hand and staring at it. he hissed as the cold air hit his sensitive tip, sticky with precum. he chuckled darkly at your expression, grabbing his dick and slapping it against your cheek lightly a few times.

“you okay there, doll? you can take me.” he smirks, smug from your expression. you lean in, licking a stripe from his base to the tip and taking extra time to lick the prominent vein pulsing on the side. he groaned in pleasure, jutting his hips up into the air before you grasp him with both hands and lick his tip a few times.

you watch his face the whole time, scrunched up in pleasure and making him look so much more attractive. swirling your tongue around his tip and licking the precum away, you start to take him down your throat until your nose hits the base.

“fuuu-uck. where’d you learn that you little slut? used to suckin’ big dick are ya?” his groans are sent straight to your core, making you wetter than before.

you pull away with a ‘pop’, and look into his eyes. “you’re so big, eds. biggest i’ve ever seen.” you’re about to go down again until he grabs your face harshly, puckering your lips while he stands and looks down at you.

“don’t believe that. you gonna let me fuck your face now, sweetheart. quit teasin’.” he holds his cock, guiding his tip to your parted lips and thrusting his hips in slowly until you’re gagging. strings of curses tumble out of his mouth at the sensation as he pulls out and fucks your face harshly. his balls slapping on your chin while you moan and clench your pussy as he uses you as a fucktoy.

“such a good girl, letting me ruin your pretty mouth like this. fuck- perfect angel.” he’s holding your chin as tears flood down your cheeks from gagging so much. he’s thrusting so intense that your jaw is starting to ache.

“shit shit shit - gonna cum sweet girl. swallow it all f’me, be a good girl.” and so you did. hot ropes of his salty release coat your tongue and the back of your throat. you stick your tongue out at him, so he can see the dollops of him cum he left there before you swallow it all happily and sit up to kiss him again. watching you, eddie could feel himself getting hard again.

his tongue swipes over yours, both of your recent releases mixing together in your mouths. salty residues left at the corners of your mouths before you pull apart.

“bed. now.” he pants at you, walking you towards it until your back reaches it and you fall back. you spread your legs again, giving him a look at your pussy dripping with arousal again. he watched as a bead of the liquid travels down your thighs, before he laps it up and rubs his tip through your folds.

the sensation of his tip hitting your clit almost had you screaming, but you bit down on his shoulder instead as he sharply sucked air through his teeth.

“eddie- please.” you pant, the words coming out strained from desperation. hearing you beg for it did something to him, blood pumping to his tip more than before.

he plunged into you slowly, the burn of the stretch adding to your pleasure as eddie groaned. he went all the way in and stopped, kissing your collarbone before looking at you.

“feels so fuckin’ good. so tight for me.”

“move. please move- fuck.” he pulls his hips sharply, before slamming them back into pace and setting a rough pace to fuck into you at. he was so big, it felt like he was ruining your pussy and your organs. his tip prodding against your cervix, creating a bulge in your stomach that he pressed on.

“look at that. too big for your pussy to fit. fuck” the rough pace he set had led your moans into an incoherent string of words. you couldn’t process what was happening, just the intense pressure building in your stomach causing you to clench around him.

“y’fucked all dumb up there, angel? fuck- clenchin’ around me like that m’ not gonna last.” his hips stutter before falling back into their pace.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck” high pitched screams sound out of you, not caring who can hear anymore because it feels so good.

“my dumb girl, pussy’s made f’me isn’t she. god you’re perfect.” you can’t help but drool at his words, being fucked so dumb that you can’t remember words.

you clench harder around him, indicating you’re close as your moans mush together. his hips falter again, becoming overwhelmed by the wetness squeezing his cock. he reaches his hand down to your clit, and spits on your pussy before he spreads it around and rubs it in circles around the nub.

the sensation is so overwhelming, your orgasm crashes over you with no warning. you hadn’t even got a chance to warn eddie about needing to pee - which didn’t matter anyway as you squirted all over his dick. the lewd sounds still filling up the room as eddie doesn’t slow down.

“squirting all over me, fuckin’ slut. you’re gonna stay here till i cum, use you as my own little toy.” you were falling into being overstimulated, the climax still having it’s effects on you. but you notice him slowing his pace down.

“shit- gonna cum. can i cum in you, doll? feels so good i don’t wanna pull out. please?” he flops his head to your shoulder.

“please cum in me, eds. want you to cum so deep in me.” before you knew it, his warmth was spitting out of his sensitive dick, painting your inner walls white and mixing with your own release as he pulls out of you slowly.

the white liquid of both of your releases drips out of your hole, before eddie quickly puts your panties back on you to prevent it from dripping out, giving the puffy mound a few playful taps and causing you to hiss from overstimulation.

“want you to keep it all in there for me, like the good girl you are.” he kisses you sweetly before flipping your skirt back down and making sure you’re okay.

———

“that was the best sex i’ve ever had.” the man says next to you, arm around your shoulder as you trace the tattoos on his chest.

“me too. felt so good eds.” you smirk at the new nickname. you sit up and grab a pen from the table next to you. finding a space between the collage covering his body, you write your number down.

“i wanna see you again. call me?” you rest your chin on his chest.

“course i will sweetness.” he kisses your head before standing up and sitting back down in his rolling chair.

“y’wanna finish that tattoo now?”

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[toxic-aries]

jealous (1.2k words)

paring: rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: dating one of the most famous rockstars can get frustrating sometimes due to jealousy, but you decide to get a rise out of him while he’s on stage.

warnings: 18+ (minors goodbye), sub!eddie, dom!reader, petnames, masturbation, cowgirl style activities, cursing, if I forgot any please let me know.

a/n: I need to start proofreading these, but hey. apologies if it seems rushed and or cringey writing.

feedback & criticism is very appreciated. please let me know if you have any thoughts on how I can approve. thank you :)

Eddie's shows became unbearable to you. When Corroded Coffin was still a small hometown band, they were fun, but now they are one of the biggest touring bands. Their faces cover different magazine covers, they cover newspapers, especially in Hawkins. In Hawkins, they were always the talk of the town, people couldn't get enough of their success. You couldn't help feeling jealous…Eddie was your boyfriend. Come on, what girl wouldn't feel jealous over other women throwing themselves at your boyfriend every time he performs?

You usually stayed in a separate area of whatever venue they were playing, but tonight you wanted to do something a little different. Just to get a rise out of Eddie. As you pushed through the crowded pit, sweaty bodies pushed aside as you tried to get to the front of the line. Despite everyone's curses, the music muffled them. Your attention was drawn to a group of girls at the front, they were going absolutely insane. It looked as if one of the girls was literally drooling. The blood coursing through your veins boiled.

Looking up at the stage, you saw Eddie. You watched as his fingers traveled against the strings of his guitar. The way he worked that guitar was godly…but the way he worked your body couldn't even compare. You continued with your plan to get a rise out of him. Still pushing through the crowd. That group of girls caught your attention again, watching one of them undo the back of their bra and throw it onstage, being caught by the end of Eddie’s guitar. Oh fuck no. He had that stupid cheesy grin on his face.

You were close enough to the front. You tap the shoulder of a much taller man standing in front of you. “H-Hey! “ You shouted, trying to sound louder than the music. “If you want to be in front, at least let me get on your shoulders so I can see!” You tapped his shoulder repeatedly, trying to get his attention. The random man turned around and signaled for you to get in front so he could lift you up.

As you sat on the shoulders of a random man, Eddie could see you just as clearly as he could see anyone else. Having finally turned his gaze to you, he looked confused. ‘What are you doing?‘ he asked, mouthing the question. The smirk on your face grew as you tugged at the hem of your shirt. The grip on his guitar tightened as his eyes grew wider with anger. Your shirt was lifted up, revealing your bare breast as the last song ended. Eddie's body tensed up with anger and lust as he looked at you. His grip on the guitar's end became tighter and tighter. The guitarist took the strap off his neck, grasped the guitar's neck, and crushed it.

He guides you through the tour bus to his 'room' as you follow along behind him. You nearly lose feeling in your hand due to his tight grip. He slides the door closed. Turning around to face you, his body still tense. His sweaty locks clung to his face. His veins through his neck and hands raised up. You mirrored his expression right back at him. “What the fuck was that little stunt of yours?” He asked.

“Really? You scoffed, folding your arms against your chest. “You seemed to enjoy those girls getting off just by staring at you.” His eyebrow raised at your statement, looking like he didn't know what you were talking about. Are you fucking serious. “You know the ones who did this…” your words trailed off as you began undoing the clasps of your bra. Taking it off, twirling it on the tip of your finger before throwing it at one of his guitars in the corner. Landing right on the head of the guitar.

“That’s what your whole thing was about?” he huffed. In response, you shrugged your shoulders and said "no.". Pressing your hand against his chest, you pushed him onto the bed. “What are you doing?”

“How about you shut the fuck up? Let me talk.” You hissed, unbuttoning your leather pants that were clinging to your skin. His eyes grew larger at the sight of you standing in front of him. Only wearing panties and a cropped band tee. Eddie’s eyes traveled up and down your body, taking in every little detail. "I can't help but get jealous, baby," you said as you crawled on top of him. “Seeing those girls go crazy over you…I can’t help but wonder what they're thinking.” you whisper against his ear.

As his clothed cock twitched beneath you, you felt a sensation of pleasure. You snaked your hands down his body to his hips, undid his belt and zipper, and started tugging on his belt loops. "Bab-" your finger hits the tip of his lips, cutting off his words. Pulling his pants down you freed his hard cock. “Like I said, I’m talking. Not you.” Your words pierced through the tension like a dagger.

“You put on a good show, don’t you? ” you asked, lingering close to his cock. You move your hands down to your wet core and rub small circles over your clit, “If I'm this wet watching you, I can't imagine how wet those girls got.” you hissed, slipping a finger into your warm cunt before throwing your head back moaning. You began finger fucking yourself, pratically teasing his cock thats just inches beneath you. Hitting your g-spot repeatedly causing you to thrust, gently grazing his tip in the process.

“Fuck! ” you moan out, pumping your dripping cunt repeatedly. Eddie's hands gripped the cover on the bed as he threw his head back in frustration. His moans for relief drip from his lips, "Baby…please. Those girls don't matter to me." He groans, while grabbing at your hips. Not letting him touch you, you buck your hips. You pull your fingers out of your cunt, pressing them against his plump lips.

“Open your mouth.” you demanded, he listened and parted his lips just enough for you to stick your dripping fingers inside. As he sucked off your fingers, you aligned yourself with his cock before slowly sinking on to it. You curse out as his throbbing cock fills your insides. Your fingers slip out of his mouth, leaving behind a pop sound. Putting your hands against Eddie's chest, you adjusted yourself to his size.

Eddie moans beneath you as you rock back and forth. As your pace quickens, you moan, "I just get so jealous…". While bouncing on his cock, his hands gripped your hips and guided you down. You throw your head back as moans escape your lips as his cock repeatedly hits your g-spot. “You're mine, my girl.” he pants, “I only think about you, baby.”

You clench against his dick as his hips thrust harshly into you, causing his balls to slap against your ass leaving slapping noises echoing throughout the room. With each thrust, he tightens his grip on your hips, warming the pit in your stomach. A throbbing sensation spread throughout your body as his cock throbbed. With each motion you made, curses escaped his lips. You mutter under your breath, "I'm cum…" As you thrust forward, your pace slows. The orgasm overtakes you as you throw your head back.

“F-Fuck! ” he cried out as his body shudders, shooting hot strings of cum into your pussy. Your sweaty brow rests against his while you rest on top of his cock. Your heavy breaths were in sync with one another. “Did I tell you you could cum? ” you pant against his lips.

“Fuck…I’m sorry baby.”

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[gallners]

RYAN GUZMAN as EDDIE DIAZ 9-1-1: 7.04 "Buck, Bothered and Bewildered"

#him and tommy like u hang up first noooo u hang up first !!! #eddie diaz #eddiediazsource #911 #911 abc #911edit #♡

[little-bumblebeeee]

Me: you'll never be as cool as him

Him:

#stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie munson #joe quinn #chocolate button eyes #he's so feral #feral raccoon boy #My loserboy ♡

[summerlove-r]

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Has he ever fucked you like this?

Part Two: This is a date. Not a hookup. Part Three:

You get back at your cheating boyfriend by hooking up with Eddie at a party.

Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Word Count: 3469

Warnings: smut, cheating!reader, oral female receiving, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, use of the words whore, slut, and cunt. Slapping/spanking, spitting, unprotected sex, unnamed boyfriend, y/n used twice

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Your boyfriend's arm was heavy against your shoulders. The weight makes you even more irritated than you already were. He had pretty much ignored you the whole night. He flirted with girls the whole time you guys were at this stupid party.

"Hey, babe, get us a drink will ya?" Your boyfriend asked you. Was he fucking serious? Asking you to get a drink for him and this random girl. The fourth one he's talked to tonight. You gave your best smile and said in a peppy voice, "Sure." You walked through the crowds of dancing bodies, being careful not to trip on anything or anyone that was on the floor.

You made it to the kitchen. Your heels clicked with every step you took on the tile floor. You grabbed a random cup, not caring to check if it had been used or not. Not like your boyfriend would care to check for you if he were in your shoes.

You were looking through the various glass bottles, trying to remember which one your boyfriend said he liked best. You were torn between two when someone walked up next to you. You looked down, recognizing the white shoes and black jeans immediately. "You're boyfriends practically fucking a girl on that couch over there." He told you in a low voice, trying to make it look as if you guys weren't talking to anyone who might be looking.

"You don't think I fucking know?" You retorted. You began unscrewing and pouring whatever drinks were on the counter. You didn't care which liquids you were mixing. You just needed to get your mind off of your asshole of a boyfriend. "Can you be so mad though? You know, considering..." "Considering what, Eddie?" You talked harshly, finally turning your head to look at him.

"You're not so innocent. We both know that." Eddie took a swig of the beer in his hand. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Sadly, pre-eye roll you saw your boyfriend. On the couch, a girl sitting on his lap. A different girl by the way. Not the one you left him with. Her hands played with the buttons of his shirt, laughing and slapping his chest lightly at whatever stupid joke he made.

"You know, I would never guess that that guy's girlfriend was over here and not in his lap." You took a deep breath, trying to control your anger. You knew what Eddie was trying to do. He was trying to get you mad so you'd take him to a room and let him fuck you like an animal. You threw the plastic cup into the sink and headed to the backyard. You walked fast, trying to lose Eddie. You went through the slider door and tried to close it but Eddie's large hand stopped you from doing so.

You groaned and went toward the white chair sitting by the pool. It was nice out here. There was a slight breeze. You took a seat and Eddie gladly sat in the chair next to you, scooting it a bit to get close to you. You looked around, it was just the two of you out here.

You kept your eyes on the very blue water. Your attention was grabbed when you heard the sound of a lighter trying to ignite. You turned your head to see Eddie with a cigarette between his lips.

His soft pink lips.

You watched as he inhaled and blew smoke out. You swear your panties got wet at the sight. You clawed your eyes off of him, putting them back to the water. "You want a smoke, trouble?" "I know what you're trying to do, Eddie, and it's not going to work so you might as well go back inside and look for some lonely whore to fuck instead of wasting your time out here with me."

Eddies lips curved into a smirk, "What am I trying to do." You rolled your eyes. You hate Eddie with all your heart right now. But maybe not with your dripping cunt.

It's not Eddie that got you turned. He was part of it for sure but what really got you going was the idea of fucking someone to get back at your boyfriend without him even knowing. You liked the idea of sneaking around. Liked the risk.

"You're trying to get me to fuck you and I'm not in the mood right now." You crossed your arms over your chest making your tits raise a bit. Eddie eyed your chest as his imagination ran wild. He stared at your boobs for a few seconds before he sat up. "Okay." Eddie's walked over to you and his crotch was right in front of you. He stuck his cigarette into your slightly parted lips and walked away going back into the house.

Your mouth dropped causing the burning cigarette to fall onto the skin of your exposed thighs. "Shit." You gasped and threw the cig into the pool. You couldn't believe he actually left. Eddie never gave up that easily. You rolled your eyes. You were now completely alone. A few minutes went by when you heard the door open again. You turned your head hoping to see Eddie but instead, it was your boyfriend, stumbling towards you. Red lipstick was all over his skin. You wanted to kill him and whoever's lipstick that was.

"Bebe." He slurred. "What do you want?" You slouched. He sat down in the seat next to you. Eddies seat. A boner was obvious in his bright blue jeans. "Help." He said and began to palm himself. "Wheres your whore? Shouldn't she help you with that?" He unbuttoned his pants and you stood up. You ignored his pleas to stay as you walked back inside the crowded house. There seemed to be more people than there was the last time you were in here.

There were practically fumes coming out of your nose and ears as you searched for Eddie. You found him in the kitchen talking to a girl. She wore a pink dress and matching heels. Girly. You rolled your eyes at Eddie's clear type.

You smirked, an idea coming to your head. You walked toward the bathroom, surprisingly there was no line. You slid your underwear off underneath your dress and bunched them up in your hand. You made your way back over to Eddie. The girl was laughing. You pretend as if you didn't even notice Eddie was there. You swiftly slid your lacey underwear into his hand. Eddies eyes widened as he realized what you stuffed into his hand. You walked away and Eddie watched every step you took.

You walked into an empty bedroom not long after you were joined by Eddie. You sat at the edge of the bed, legs crossed. Eddie quickly made his way toward you. He was barely sitting when he smashed his lips against yours.

He wasted no time snaking his hand up your dress. He hummed feeling how wet you were. "All this for me?" He asked. "Guess I'm the lonely whore you'll be fucking tonight, Munson." You joked, clearly hurt but too turned on to care. "What about your boyfriend?" Eddie began to rub your clit. You sighed feeling a wave of pleasure rush through you. "Who cares about him? Probably getting sucked off by some bitch right now." You rolled your hips trying to get more pleasure. Eddie slipped a finger inside you and you whined feeling the coldness of his rings at your entrance. "Do you think he knows?" Eddie asked.

You began humping Eddie's hand, desperate to cum, His palm rubbed against your clit making you bite your lip. "What does it matter, Eddie?" You whined. You came to Eddie to forget about your boyfriend and it seemed as if he was his biggest fan. "It doesn't." Eddie smashed his lips against yours again. His tongue explored your mouth freely as he continued to finger you, slipping another finger in. "Mmm Eddie. 'M gonna cum." You moaned. "Fuck already?" Eddie teased and you nodded feeling closer and closer. "Fuckin' whore." Eddie mumbled and sped up his fingers.

You came like a virgin on Eddie's fingers. You hadn't cum in a while. You had sex with your boyfriend often but you'd rarely finish. Your boyfriend only cared about getting himself off.

Eddie groaned seeing your face as your orgasm hit. He began undoing his belt. "Take this shit off." He said and pulled the strap of your dress off. You quickly unzipped the back. The black material fell forward and your boobs sprung free. Eddie threw his shirt off. He kissed along your neck going down to your chest, ghosting over your nipple. He nipped at it and pushed you down. Your back fell to the bed and Eddie kneeled in front of you. You lifted your hips and hiked your dress around your waist.

Eddie was inches away from your core. He blew his hot breath onto your aching clit. "Eddie..." You whined. He ignored you and lightly bit the inside of your thigh. Your cunt was pink and puffy from your previous orgasm.

"Such a pretty pussy, Baby," Eddie whispered before kitty licking your hood. You cried out still sensitive. "Eddie." You moaned. He repeatedly lapped his tongue over your clit. Your back arched at the sudden speed of movement. "Fuck, Eddie!" You cried. Eddie slapped the underside of your thigh. "Shut up. Can't have your boyfriend hearing us now, can we?

"N-no" You struggled to get out. You threw your arm over your face, hiding in the inside of your elbow. Eddie continued his movements on your clit as he enters his fingers inside of you once more.

Your walls were tight around his fingers. He went in and out curving his fingers inside of you. "Eddie- mm don't stop please." Eddie pulled his tongue away from you replacing it with his thumb. "Does your boyfriend ever go down on you like this?" Eddie asked, already knowing the answer. The first time you had ever been eaten out was by Eddie and you felt like you were floating. You practically were with how much your back was arching. Your boyfriend refuses to put his face anywhere near your cunt because he thought it was gross. But whenever you didn't want to give him head he would throw a fit.

"Eddie, you already know the answer..." You clenched around him feeling your orgasm approach you. "Let me hear it." "I'm gonna cum, Eddie." You gasped as he removed his fingers from your hole. His thumb froze on your clit.

"Why the fuck would you do that, Eddie?" You whined. Eddie swore he saw tears in your eyes. You watched as Eddie pulled his pants down. His hard cock poked through the hole in his boxers making your mouth water.

Eddie crawled over you. "We would be so good together, you know?" Eddie whispered. You frowned at his words. When you and Eddie first started hooking up it was just that. No feelings attached. Just two people trying to get off. However, as time went on and you guys continued to meet up Eddie started developing feelings for you.

A few weeks ago Eddie asked if you guys would ever be more than just fuck buddies. You being very pissed that day told him a very mean no. Eddie was upset and took his anger out on you. He fucked you so hard that day you were sore for a week. After that, Eddie would take no notice of you at all. You began to worry if you actually hurt his feelings. So one day at school you pulled him into an empty classroom hoping to apologize for rejecting him so rudely but you ended up bent over a desk with your panties pooled around your ankles.

"Eddie, we've talked about this before..." You muttered. When you thought of Eddie you thought of him as a fuck. That was it. You never found yourself thinking of Eddie in ways he wished you did.

Eddie pulled his cock out of his boxers, too impatient to pull them all the way down. "He doesn't make you feel as good as I make you do," Eddie said in a low voice. He ran his leaking top through your shiny folds. Rubbing circles over your puffy clit.

"Just be with me, baby. What does he have that I don't?" Eddie places his tip at your entrance. He watched as you clenched around nothing. "He treats you like shit. I'd treat you like a princess. Hell, I already do." Eddie pushed his hips into yours.

You whined as his cock stretched you out. Even though Eddie had fucked you out on his fingers nothing could prepare you for Eddie's fat cock. "Can he fill you up like this, baby?" Eddie asked and started rocking his hips.

Wet sounds filled the room along with the slapping of your guy's skin. "Hmm, baby?" Eddie slapped your face wanting to hear a response. You whimpered at the stinging feeling on your cheek. "No, Eddie."

"Fuck no he doesn't. Only I can make you feel this good and you fucking know it," Eddie rammed into your tight hole. Small grunts and groans came from his mouth with each thrust he made. "You're- You're the only- one that makes me feel like thi-s, Eds." You told him, knowing how much he likes it.

"Fuck yeah, baby," Eddie mumbled into your ear and began nibbling at your lobe. Eddies hips somehow increased in speed making you scream. Eddie put his hand over your mouth, making sure not to cover your nose. He put so much weight on your jaw yet you were still making noise. Eddies ego boosted, smirking, he slanted his hips slightly hitting that spot that made you feel like you were floating.

Eddie loosened his grip on your mouth so he could hear the multiple praises that fell from your lips pleading Eddie to keep hitting that sweet spot inside of you. Tears fell from your eyes, you couldn't feel anything besides Eddie's cock speeding in and out of you.

"Fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum, Eddie, please please." You exclaimed. Your nails left long red marks against Eddies back. "Has he ever fucked you like this?" Eddie asked and moved his hand that was over your mouth to your clit. "No. nonono. Eddie, he doesn't- fuck! He- he doesn't fuck me like this, he can't even make me cum." You admitted and Eddie scoffed. "He doesn't deserve you." Eddies thumb against your clit made you scream as you came. Eddie didn't stop his movements making your whole body shake.

The overstimulation made you cry. It was too much to handle. Not long after you felt another knot in your stomach. This one was different. Coldness ran through your body and was quickly replaced with heat, "Eddie, don't stop I'm gonna cum again. Please, please. Feels so good don't stop." You tightly wrapped your legs around Eddie's waist.

Eddie laughed, "Already, princess? Am I that- fuck. That good?" You rapidly nodded your head as you came around Eddie's cock. "Jesus fuck." You heard Eddie mumble as he looked down at his dick thrusting in and out of you. He watched as liquid squirted out of you. You felt the bed underneath you become soaked.

Eddie's hips began to stutter as you kept releasing fluids. "God, you're a fucking whore, squirting on my cock. Little slut." You moaned loudly when someone began banging on the door. Eddies hand went over your mouth. His movements slowed and came to a full stop, trying to hear who was at the door.

"Y/n, are you in there?" Your boyfriend shouted from the outside of the door. You heard the doorknob rattle and your eyes widened. A tear fell down the side of your face. You weren't sure if it was from Eddie fucking you or from fear of getting caught.

"You better keep quiet or else he'll find out what a filthy whore you are." Eddies whispered as his hips began thrusting into you again. Your fluids continue to flow out making Eddie laugh. "Look at you, so fucking pathetic all fucked out on my cock." Eddie smacked your thigh that was clinging onto him. You yelped as he did it again. "Stop it." You told him and he did it again. You dug your face into the curve of his neck. You bit down on him causing Eddie to moan and spank you again.

"Eddie..." You whispered. "What, beautiful? Got another one for me?" Eddie chuckled. "Mhm," You hummed. More tears fell out of your eyes as you came again. Eddie didn't stop. He went faster. He loved overstimulating you. Loved the way you screamed and tightened around hum. He could tell you were trying your hardest to keep quiet even though you weren't being quiet at all.

"Eddie... No more please." You cried. There were wet spots on the sides of your head from your tears. "Shut the fuck up." Eddie pulled out of you and flipped you around. You lay flat on your stomach.

Eddie began rubbing your ass. He spanked your check and you yelped. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, "You know the safe word, right, pretty?" You nodded against the bed and he spanked you again. "Good girl."

Eddie spread your folds to get a better look at your abused hole. "So pretty, baby." He spits on your entrance making your back arch. Eddie slammed into you making your eyes roll to the back of your head. You smashed your face into the bed.

Eddie grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you up. You turned your head, "Open your mouth." He demanded. You listened and the next thing you knew Eddie was spitting into your mouth. Some of it dripped down your chin and he licked it right up. Eddie messily made out with you and he started to groan, You knew those noises all too well. "Fuck- Baby, 'm gonna cum." Eddie pulled out of you and roughly grabbed your face, pulling you down. Eddie jerked himself off and you held your mouth wide open. Eddies moaned as his sperm hit the back of your throat.

Eddie crawled down next to you. You were both sweaty and sticky. The bed beneath you was soaked from your fluids. Eddie put his arms around you. He pulled you close, and your back rested against his chest. The two of you were tired, trying to catch your guy's breath.

"Y/n, I really truly like you. I like you more than just a fuck." You frowned at his words. Eddies fingers rubbed your arm soothingly. Honestly, you could die happy here but you would never admit it. You sighed, "Eddie... You know I have a boyfriend." You turned around to face him. Your makeup was trashed. You looked like you went through hell but in reality, it was the complete opposite.

"I could treat you so much better than that asshole." You closed your eyes trying to think of the nicest way to turn Eddie down. "I know, Eddie. You already do."

"You deserve so much better than him, please." You opened your eyes and sat up. You pulled the straps of your dress up and over your arms. "I'm sorry, Eddie but it just wouldn't work out between us." You pulled the skirt of your dress down and zipped up the back.

You slipped your heels on as Eddie dressed. You headed toward the door but Eddie ran in front of you stopping you in your tracks. "Why wouldn't it?" You took a deep breath. Eddies hands reached up to your face, he rubbed off your smeared makeup with the pads of his thumbs.

"There's a difference between fucking and an actual relationship and I think we are just too different to be boyfriend and girlfriend." You tried to push past him but he didn't budge, "Let me prove you wrong, Just one date, at least."

"Eddie, I have a boyfriend." You told him earning a loud laugh. "Like that hasn't stopped you from doing other things." A smile snuck its way onto your face. You stood there silently. "Okay, fine." One date. Just one." You said sternly. Holding up one finger. He lightly kissed the tip of your finger.

"Unless it goes good, cause then we'd have to go on another one." Eddie smiled. You giggled, music to Eddie's ears. "Yeah, okay." You unlocked the door and walked out closing it behind you, Eddie would leave a few minutes after you did. And when he walked out he'd look like the happiest man on earth.

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[munsonsfairy]

🥞🤍🍃 EVERY MORNING • EDDIE MUNSON

every morning when eddie gets up to leave for work he cuddles into you and holds you for the few minutes he has left. when he finally gets up, he tucks you in before going to go get ready.

eddie smiles to himself when he goes to the kitchen to see his lunch bag prepared. he always told you he could do it but you insisted since you did it with love. and not because he would only pack chips with a coke.

he spots your notepad on the fridge,

“𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓈 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈. 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝓁.” -𝑒.𝓂.

right before he leaves and he already grabbed his everyday essentials, eddie will go back into your shared bedroom and kiss you goodbye. although you’re still sleeping, you feel him gently kiss your cheeks and shoulder. sometimes he’ll move pieces of your bangs so they don’t tickle your eyes.

eddie gives you one last kiss before leaving. “sweet girl. see you during lunch,” he whispers.

every morning he wishes he could stay and hold you close to him.

definitely wrote this for me.

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[harritudur]

I can't be the only one who saw them together - they stood out.

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[demibats]

cuddling with eddie! suggestive content, so 18+. minors go away.

he’s the kind of cuddler where he wants to be snug between your thighs, using the plush flesh as a pillow. you’ve got a blanket around your shoulders and he’s got a separate blanket over him as The Evil Dead plays in the living room for about the 100th time.

there would be a bowl of chips in the ground, eddie’s got his hand dangling by it, shoveling a handful at a time into his mouth while the movie plays.

he’s the kind of person to want to be cuddling 9/10 times when you’re relaxing together. and it’s always the kind of cuddling where you’re essentially melding your skin together.

“ ‘s so warm.” he’s not talking to you, not directly. just thinking out loud while between your legs. you giggle, fingers absentmindedly twirling around his coily hair.

“yeah? you’re not already warm enough, you human furnace?” you quip.

rolling his eyes, he nips at the inside of your thigh, earning a squeal from you, “but this kinda heat is much better.”

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