๊ง๐ฏ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๊ง
โง ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐<3
โง ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ด๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐
๐, ๐ ๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ ๐๐๐), ๐๐๐๐ (๐ ๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐), ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐/๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, โ๐๐๐โ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ณ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐
โง ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฬ๐- ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐- ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
, ๐ถ๐๐๐ฬ- ๐๐ (๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐), ๐๐๐๐๐๐- ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ฬ๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐-๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐- ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
, ๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ฬ ๐๐ฬ๐๐๐๐- โ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ด๐ ๐๐๐๐โ, ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฬ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐- ๐ช๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐
โง ๐ฉ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐!! ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
โง !!๐จ๐ณ๐บ๐ถ!! ๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!๐/๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!๐/๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!๐/๐. ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐โบ๏ธ๐
โโโ*:ใป๏พโโโ*:ใป๏พ โโโ*:ใป๏พโง๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ๐
- theyโre all extremelyy protective over you. And always so ready to defend you.
- very touchy, weather itโs a little hand hold or a full on thigh grab he needs to have his hands on you at all times.
- theyโre all very fertile, and so are you. (So yk what that means๐)
- their aftercare is AMAZING ๐ซฆ
- NON-SEXUAL DOMINANCE ๐ฉ!! Likeโฆ
Putting his hand on your back to lead you somewhere
Saying โnoโ in a stern but caring tone
Opening things for you/ Making way for you
Giving you reasonable instructions
Telling you โcome hereโ and/or pointing to the ground to where they want you
Fixing your appearance (like fixing your hair or loincloth)
Lifting your chin up
โlook at meโ
Fixing your posture
โYeah?โ
And so many more๐ฉ
- always so quick to do anything for you. Want food? He already out the door. Cold? Blanket is already covering you. Need a hug? Immediately wrapping his arms around you and kissing you gently. This man is in loveee with you๐ญ
- they got the besttt hand placement ๐ฉ
๐ต๐๐๐๐๐๐
โฅ๐บ๐ญ๐พโฅ
- loves taking you out on late night beach walks, the bioluminescence of the pandora making you look even more gorgeous.
- whenever you two go on walks in the forest he always hold your hand whenever the path gets too uneven. And whenever he has to climb or jump over something heโll always pick you up so you donโt get hurt.
โTeyam! Iโm fine! Iโm not a child you know.โ
โMhm. Yeah sure, yawntutsyรฌp. Now come on.โ
- hates when he sees other guys looking at you, almost like he can hear their thoughts. So heโll just wrap his arm around you and trail kisses and a few bites all over your soft skin, making sure everyone know youโre his.
- whenever he gets mad his jaw does that thing, and ik yall know what im talking about ๐ฉ
- keeps track of your period/heat cycle, so he knows the exact day youโre going to get it.
- he babyโs you a lottt during these days, making sure his girl is ok.
โHere tahnรฌ, kiri made this for you. Itโs supposed to take some of the pain away.โ
โThank you, baby. Youโre the best-โ and there it was again. That sharp pain shooting up through your core. It felt like someone was trying to tear you apart from the inside out.
You yelp in pain, neteyam automatically leaping next to your side and pressing his big hand into where the pain was coming from.
โShshsh, yawntu. Itโs ok..I know it hurts but Iโm here baby. I got you.โ He coos, the warmth and pressure from his hand soothing you immediately. The rest of your body weight pressing into his chest.
โThatโs my girl.โ
- always is looking at you even when youโre not looking at him. You always manage to catch his eyes tho, itโs hard not to when heโs staring right into your soul.
- but when you finally do meet his eyes theyโre always filled with love and affection, it makes you smile all giddy every time
- his tail always betrays his words, like whenever you feel like heโs getting jealous, youโll ask him upfront. And ofc heโll say no, but two seconds later you feel his tail coiling around your thigh possessively. Or when you guys get into a fight and are still mad at each other afterwards, his tail will still wrap around your calve as a comfort. But he doesnโt even realize heโs doing it.
- does the lil โcome hereโ waist grab combo before he kisses you๐คค
!!๐บ๐๐๐!!
โฅ๐ต๐บ๐ญ๐พโฅ
- loves seeing how flustered you get by him just doing the smallest things, like when he flexes his arms or lowers his voice a little just to see your thighs clench and face get all red/purple
โY/n..you listening to me, yawntusip?โ He questions with a smirk that tells you he already knew the answer to his own question.
โYes, yes Iโm sorry, baby. Continue.โ You responded, mind still focused on how the way he was looking at you and his deep voice made your panties unbearably slick.
โMhm.. no. I rather do something else instead.โ
- has such a huge breeding kink. Like heโs downright obsessed with how pretty you look all cockdrunk with his cum just leaking out of you. Makes him feralll.
- also has a courruption kink, size kink, slight spit kink, biting kink, Dacryphilla, and yeah this mf js freaky asf (but he keep it on the DL)
- speaking of him being freaky asf, heโd definitely fuck you in public. Like this man is balls deep inside of you, hitting your sweet spot every time he thrust back in, and heโs over here telling you shit like โshshsh, yawne.. donโt want them to hear you now do you? Mhm~fuck.. you must want them to with the way youโre clenching around me huh?โ Like MHM๐ฉ
- heโs a eater. Heโs such an eater. (js like his brother and daddy) your pussy is basically stress relief to him๐ญ
- puts his hair in a bun before he eat it๐ซฆ
- doesnโt mind when you ask to return the favor, bc he loves seeing you on your knees in front of him, pretty lips wrapped around his thick tip and hands desperately gripping at his thighs as you try to push the rest of him into your mouth. The sight makes him js ๐ตโ๐ซ
-so whipped for you ๐ญlike this mf will do ANYTHINGGG for you, just say the word.
- loves watching you try to hold in your moans and whimpers, the way your face gets all puffy and hands start shaking and squeezing him desperately makes something primal awaken in him. And watching the tears finally spill over your face when he makes you cum? Fucking perfect to him.
- has a โsirโ kink too, you found out about it accidentally tbh๐ญ
โMake sure you clean that cut, oeyรค yawntu. Donโt want it getting infected.โ He ordered softly, making you smile at his gentle yet stern demeanor.
โYes, sir.โ You quipped sarcastically, looking down at the bandage infront of you.
His whole body froze at the name, ears perking up and tail standing up in a ridged way โWhat?โ He said lowly, his switch in energy making your body mimic his.
โI-uhm sorry I-โ
โNo. Donโt apologize, yawntu.โ He walks over to you quickly before kneeling infront of you, kissing you hungrily. โSay it again.โ Your tail sways around excitedly at his tone, body getting hotter by the second.
โYes, sir.โ
โMhm..again.โ
- a titty man definitely, he loves watching them bounce whenever he fucks you in missionary
- whenever he punishes you, orgasm denial/control and spanking are his go tos. He just loves how needy and whiney you get from him not giving you what you want.
โT-teyam, please! Iโm sorry!โ
โYeah? You pissing me off says otherwise.โ Another harsh slap.
You writhe and squirm under him, but itโs no use. Tears of frustration stream down you face once you feel two more slaps to your sensitive flesh.
โP-please, teyam. No..more.โ You whine, chest heaving and mouth dry from your screams of protest. His expression softens at your small voice, hand coming down to rub the irritated skin back and forth gently.
โAlright, yawntu. No more.โ He coos, leaning down to leave soft kisses on the back of your neck, โbut donโt think Iโm gonna let you cum at all tonight.โ
- loves kissing you when your sitting on something, weather it be a counter or your bed, he just loves kissing you like that.
- grabs your waist to grind you down onto him/guide your movements
- โIโll make it fit, Yawntu.โ
- when he starts getting close heโll whisper the DIRTIESTT shit in Navi to you ๐ซฆ
โMhm~..Teyam, please..โ you whine, the feeling of him using you and stretching your small, leaking pussy proving way too much for you.
โI know, maโyawntu. Need you to be good for me ok?โ He coos, holding the side of your face gently.
You lazily respond with a head nod, slowly losing yourself because of the feeling of your 4th orgasm building up in your core.
He shudders when your pussy clenches around him repeatedly, making him lean down to cadge you in with one of his arms, while the other holds your leg. Leaving slow, sloppy marks and kisses all over your soft skin.
โHah~fuck..Niftxan โekxin, oeyรค tรฌyawn..Tsun ke ne tรฌng nga a prrnen~โ
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โฅ๐บ๐ญ๐พโฅ
- likes having you on his lap while he does small chores that donโt require him to be standing
- and he does that thing where he pats his lap so you know where youโre supposed to be๐ฉ
- whenever your stressed heโll always trace the same pattern on your back, and it soothes you almost immediately
- veryy affectionate with you,heโs a man after all. He loves to show his woman how much he loves her.
- he always lifts up your chin/ grabs your waist before kissing you
- when you guys argue (which is rarely) heโs definitely a โcome hereโ typa mf, bc he hates making his girl feel bad
- likes to bring you to his meetings just to have you sit there and look pretty
โBaby, what does that mean?โ You ask while looking up at him innocently, the sight making him smile softly.
โIt means knowing our location, babygirl (knowing our 20)โ he responds, placing his hand on your head as you let out a soft โoh..โ and continue to listen to him talk to the other warriors.
- likes to form tsaheylu before you guys fall asleep
- hugs from behind ๐ซฆ
- loves you guys height difference so much
- another one that babies tf outta you, no matter what. Especially if youโre close to your period/heat cycle
โHey babygirl, how you feelin?โ He says with a soft smile on his face as he walks over to you with a basket of your favorite fruits and cold water.
โOo! You got yovo for me? You really didnโt have to do that, oeyรค tรฌyawn. Iโm just feeling a little lightheaded is all.โ You explain, sitting up on your hands so he can sit down in front of you. And thatโs when the pain hits. A sharp pain going straight up your spine into your head that makes you cry out. The ringing in your ears getting excruciatingly loud.
Jake is quick to get to your side, placing you on your side so your spine is stretched out. Reliving the pain almost immediately. โI know babygirl, I know. Iโm right here.โ He coos, pressing firm circles into the base of your neck, massaging out the excess tension. โJust breathe, okay, hon? I gotchu.โ
- the emotional security this man provides is AMAZING LIKE๐ฅน๐ฉท
- you always crave him, not even just sexually but physically too. Just his smell,his vibe, his company. Just him. And itโs the same for him too.
- he never stops trying to impress you, just because he has you it doesnโt give him a reason to stop
- he does that thing where heโll say your name and then point with his head/eyes to where he wants you to be๐ฉ
โAnd I just donโt know how I could-โ you ramble, stressed out because of the celebration later tonight.
โY/n.โ Jake says sternly, but softly. His baritone silencing you immediately.
He looks at you before looking at the bed and tilting his head softly, making you obey his order silently.
Once you sit on the bed, he stands between your legs, cupping your face with his big hands gently. โBaby..โ he pauses to kiss your forehead gently. Making you melt into his touch. โRelax. Weโre gonna figure it out,ok?โ You nod softly at this, letting your nerves leave you.
โPlus I canโt wait to see how sexy your gonna look to-โ โOK, Alright!โ
!!๐บ๐๐๐!!
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- lovesss having you in mating press and missionary, something about seeing all of your expressions makes him drill into even harder, just to see how you react.
- when you start whining and whimpering from the overstimulation, heโll just cup your face and place soft kisses on your skin while saying, โI know, baby, I know.โ Not even bothering to slow his pace on your poor cunt.
- โyou look so pretty like this, babyโ and โthatโs my good girlโ are his favorites
- finds it so hot whenever your tail wraps around him when heโs fucking you in doggy, itโs such an ego boost for him.
- pushes your legs back whenever heโs eatin it๐ฉ
- he loves cockwarming after a long day lemme tell you ๐ฎโ๐จ
- he absolutely loves praising you, but also degrading you a little too๐
โAwh hon, this wet just from a little kissing? Such a needy little slut for me.โ
- his biggest kinks are breeding and size kink
- likes using toys on you, and definitely slips one inside you before you leave in the morning, just to watch your knees buckle whenever he presses that little button
- definitely an ass man, he loves squeezing it and watching it bounce whenever he has you in doggy
- โsirโ kink 100%, especially when heโs punishing you.
- speaking of this tho, his brat taming? Phew lawd๐ฉ he gives you exactly what you want and also you nothing at the same time.
โJa-Sir!, please! Im-sorry!โ You yelp, voice bouncing from his harsh thrust and tears streaming down your face from the overstimulation.
โNuh-uh. Too late for that shit now, babygirl. Wanted to act like a little whore, so Iโm gonna fuck you like one.โ He growled, leaving yet another hard slap on your ass, making you whine in pain.
The pace he set was fast and deep, avoiding your sweet spot every time he thrusted back in. And pulling out whenever you got too close. It was absolute torture. Yet you craved it nonetheless.
โSir..please. I canโt..โ you say softly, making him finally hit your sweetspot with his thick tip, turing you into a moaning mess. โAlright, babygirl. But this is the only time youโre cumming tonight.โ
- forehead kisses after sex๐ฅน
- speaking of kissing, heโs such a good kisser (obvi bc he has experience but still๐) he always goes at the pace you want, he knows where to put his hands, and he always puts so much feeling into them like ugh๐คค
- cockwarming with you while you sit in his lap>>
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- such a cuddle bug, like my baby loves being touched and touching you
- when youโre standing and heโs sitting, heโll wrap his arms around you and pull you close to him. (Even tho heโs eye level with you because heโs so tall๐ญ)
- hates seeing you sad, angry, etc and he does everything in his power to get you out of it.
โHey mama, I got you some chocolate norm had stashed in the fridge.โ He announces while walking into your room, shutting the door behind him with his foot.
โThank you, sweet boy. Iโm not that hungry though..โ you say softly, tone quiet and deadpan. His ears perk up and flick at the tone of your voice, brows knitting together at your mood.
โMama, whatโs the matter?โ He says softly as he climbs into your large bed, fit for the both of you. You say nothing, instead just rolling over and wrapping your arms around his much larger frame.
Chuckling softly at this, he kisses your head lovingly. โItโs ok, mama. I gotchuโ
- likes teaching you the lingo his dad uses on the throat com, he just loves how genuinely intrigued you are when he tells you about it
- gets jealous very easily, heโll be so quick to pick a fight with someone itโs not even funny
- hates when people touch his hair but loves when you do it
- whenever you guys talk, he always does the triangle method without realizing it. And it gets you flustered every single time๐ญ
- โmy girl can wear whatever tf she want but if you touch her ima break your jaw, itโs that simpleโ typa bf
- loves playing with your hair/ braiding it
- always stares at you, always. Whenever you walk by him and flash him a quick smile his whole train of thought just stops, kiri and neteyam always make fun of him for it๐ญ
- especially if you guys are talking in a group of people, just a lil hand hold or eye contact with you will have this man melting
!!๐บ๐๐๐!!
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- heโs definitely an eater just like his dad and teyam, but before he eats it he always kisses your thighs before he does
- the second he puts his hair into that ponytail..phew yk you done for๐ฉ
- loves doing the finger + tounge combo js to hear you scream and cry out his name
- speaking of that he loves hearing you say his name, deadass makes his eyes roll back just because of the sound of your voice and the way your pussy squeezes him so hard
- does the knee thing whenever you guys make out (and always has his hands on ya tittes๐คญ)
- the make outs you guys have?..phew๐ฉ sloppy and slow and bodies all pressed tg๐ฉ
- you put on a mini skirt one time as a joke and phew lawd..the way he bent you over so quickly and fucked your brains out๐ซฆ
- steals his dads camera to take pictures of you so whenever you guys are apart he has something of you to keep him company ๐ซถ๐ฝ
- absolutely adores your body, he loves how soft and squishy it is, especially your thighs and ass
- such an ass man, (like Jake๐ญ)
- loves having you in doggy and missionary
- also I see him liking 69ing too, but he didnโt realized he loved it so much until you introduced it to him
- a switch, loves being in control and making you a cockdrunk mess for him but also loves when you fuck him
- he has such a huge oral fixation, like if you stick your fingers in his mouth while youโre riding him, he turns subby so quick ๐ฎโ๐จ or whenever you start randomly kissing and sucking on his hands his brain turns into putty, poor baby gets so overwhelmed by how good your mouth feels he almost cums untouched ๐ breathing all heavy and face a mess.. ugh๐
- doesnโt really like quickies, but if you both are desperate heโll do it. He just rather take his time with you, he loves watching you fall apart for him.
- he has a thing for whenever you touch his hands, like when you massage them gently and tell him how pretty they are or how nice they look he turns into a blushing mess, tail wagging and thumping against the floor wildly
- likes touching you in public to see how long you can keep quiet
- โAwh, what was that mama? I couldnโt hear you.โ While having the most shit eating grin on his face
- loves teasing you about how much your tail sways and wags when youโre around him. And how much itโll instinctively wrap around him.
- one of the ways he likes to punish you is making you sit in his lap while he tells you how to touch, cooing and teasing you when he sees your delicate, slow strokes turn more aggressive and needy. So he holds your hand to guide you at the pace he wants.
โLoโak!~ please..wanna cum so bad..โ you whine frustratedly, moaning softly as he curls your fingers into your sweet spot. But it isnโt enough. You need him.
โAwe thatโs too bad, baby. Shouldnโt have been such a needy slut before you got into this. Now you just gotta take it.โ He says sternly, removing his hand from yours and placing them on your inner thighs.
โLoโak I-โ
โI donโt care. Now keep touching, mama. And if I see you speeding up youโre not cumming at all tonight.โ
- and yet anotha man thatโs whipped asf for u, when you guys were officially mated, he swore he fell even more in love with you. Mf was already making plans for kids๐ญ
- so so vocal๐ฉ especially when you force him to be submissive(he acts like he hates it but yall both know damn well๐ญ)
- another one who grabs your waist to grind you down onto him๐ฉ
- another โIโll make it fitโ mf, but heโll taunt and tease you for how much your legs are shaking and the tears endlessly flowing from your eyes.
โFuck!~ lo-loโ, wait..itโs not gonna fit..โ you writhe and yelp, pathetically trying to push him away from you with your shakey legs.
He growls angrily at this, grabbing both of your legs with his hands and pushing them down next to your ears, folding you like a pretzel under his strong frame.
โDonโt, fuckinโ push me away, mama. Ever.โ He seethes, your faces inches apart from each other. โPlus, your pretty little pussy seems to be doing just fine. Poor girl keeps getting greedier and greedier the more I push into you.โ He places a slow, sweet kiss on your lips before pushing the rest of his cock inside of you, rubbing your clit to open you up even more.
The stretch makes you cry out and squirm, tears spilling down your face at the stimulation. โAwe, look at you sweet girl. Is my cock too much for you? You can handle it, baby. You said it yourself.โ He teases, a shit-eating grin appearing on his face when you try respond to him, but all the comes out are little moans and whimpers.
He thrust into you softly, testing out the waters. You moan loudly at his slow movements, pussy clenching around him repeatedly as you reach for him aimlessly, mind already turned into mush. He chuckles at this, giving you his hand before carefully speeding up his pace. โMy pretty girl, already cockdrunk? Mhm~ Fuck..canโt wait to turn you into my personal little cock sleeve~, want that, mama? Want me to fuck you so much that you only crave me?โ His words make your pussy clench and squeeze around him repeatedly, letting him know everything he needed to before his pace turned ruthless.
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๐จ/๐ต~ bc why did this take sm more longer than an actual fic? Im done ๐ญ I tried to make them all as even as I could, but some of them have more than the other (letโs take a huge guess on who Iโm talking ab๐ญ). Might make another one for the girls tbh๐คญ but I hope yall like this, and if you want me to write more lmk๐ฉท I had fun with this one๐ฅฐ
๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซถ๐ฝ,
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bartender!eddie x fem!reader Eddieโs night.
๐ตmy man gives real love thatโs why I call him killer, heโs not a โwham! bam! thank you maโam!โ heโs a thriller.๐ต
summary: After being stood up on a blind date, the cute bartender youโve been โtryingโ not to flirt with keeps you company.
word count: 12.6k
warnings: 90โs AU / 18 + no minors! /eddie is in his early 30โs, fingering, oral (f receiving), semi public smut (p in v), cream pie, dirty talk.
authors note: my love letter to the 90โs ๐after one month of brain storming and three weeks of writing hereโs part one of Whatta Man! Eddieโs night. (This is a singular one shot. Steveโs night is part two, can you find the easter eggs for his night ๐)Thank you to my very talented friends who always brain storm with me and share ideas. This fun lil AU wouldnโt have happened with you. ily ๐ edit by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple
You didnโt want to go on this date. Not when your roommate set you up, and you certainly didnโt want to go when he picked The Foxy Lounge. But when Weather Man Mike predicted the first warm day after three months of bitter winter youโd take any excuse to wear your favorite dress.ย
Youโd been here before, always stumbling in after a night out with friends because they were the only 4am place in town. Those late nights turned to early mornings were more of a thing of the past now so when you got to the familiar chipped red door you didnโt recognize the bouncer standing outside. He has a head of honey colored hair thatโs just long enough to run his fingers through. His toned frame sits pretty wrapped in a tight black tee and long legs covered in dark wash jeans tight enough for you to really have to focus on keepingย your eyes on his face. A freckle covered neck leads to a strong jaw and a chiseled nose. Leaning against the brick wall with his boots crossed at the ankles a toothpick twirls between his straight teeth.
The platform of your sneakers hitting the pavement as you come to a stop and the jingle of your power beads alerts him of your presence, hazel eyes going round like the moon in the sky. Straightening his posture he snatches the tooth pick out of his mouth, stuffing it in his back pocket. You swear you see a Tamagotchi tucked away as he clears his throat with a puff of his chest.
โI.D.?โย
Your lips twitch, the forced deep baritone in his voice isnโt fooling you, and you wonder if it fooled anyone when the signature beep of a Tomogatchi pet needing to be fed goes off in his back pocket. He coughs to try to cover the noise while you quickly pull what he needs out of your cross body. Holding it out for him to examine you look up with a glossed smile matching the one in the picture. Narrowing his eyes, you catch a glimmer of playfulness when he clicks on his flashlight.ย
Examining it like it could be a fake, you bite back a giggle while he turns it around giving it one more once over before handing it back to you with a soft chuckle.
โFunny, we have the same birthday.โ His voice comes out normal this time, soft and friendly just like you thought.
โTwins!โ
A genuine smile lights up his face like the sign above your head, his boyish features coming out despite the stubble on his chin.
โMight as well call us the Olsenโs.โ Throwing you a wink he pulls the gold handle to open the door for you. The sounds of Return of the Mack break through the hums of the street behind you. โHave fun tonight honey, be safe. If anyone bothers you, just come grab me okay? Iโm steve.โ
Your cheeks heat up at the endearment and you have to remind yourself that youโre here for a date. You catch a hint of his cologne when your shoulder brushes against his chest on your way in, the expensive scent making you dizzy when it hits your senses.
โI will, thanks Steve,โyour words are shy when they come out, making his lips twitch in response. Nodding his head, you catch the tinge of pink on his skin before he closes the door with a small wave.
It's even louder inside with the drunk conversations battling for dominance against the music. Tugging nervously at the bottom of your dress you look around the bar for the vague description of this guy Craig your friend gave you.ย
You scan the crowd a few times before your eyes catch the big brown ones of the bartender. The stool in front of him freeing itself at the same time your eyes connect, the corners of his plush lips pull up as he beckons you over with two heavily ringed fingers. The unruly dark auburn curls that hit just below his shoulders catch the low light behind the bar, the yellow glow softening up all his edges.ย
Rocking back on your heels you pull the strap of your cross body closer, doing your best to collect yourself before you push through the crowd accepting his invitation. His smile widens, pulling up his stubble covered cheeks to reveal a set of perfect white teeth to you. The one you give him in return comes out a little shy as you plop down on the ripped vinyl that matches the red of the door.
Ink litters his arms disappearing under the frayed ends of his sleeves letting you know there was more under the tight fit of his worn faded black Metallica shirt. The two rips near the collar give you a glimpse of the chain wrapped around his neck. The scruff lining his jaw adds a few years from afar but from this close he looks your age. The silver hoop in his nose catches against the bright lighting under the bar like the rings adoring his fingers. Pulling out two empty shot glasses with a twirl he quickly fills them up with Jameson.
โThis oneโs on the house sweetheat, itโll help make your date cuter.โย He winks with a sly grin, your stomach flutters with his full attention on you like this.
The glass is heavy in your grasp as you stare at the dark liquid with a faint grimace. His low chuckle catches your attention before the pop and hiss of the soda fills your ears. As if reading your mind he slides over a coke, letting you keep your pride by not having to ask for a chaser.
โHow do you know Iโm here for a date?โ Raising a questioning brow, the sides of your lips twitch as you struggle to hold a straight face. โA girl canโt come to the bar alone on a Friday night?โ
The chocolate in his eyes lights up at your playful banter, slinging a white towel over his shoulder he leans in, forearms pressing hard against the counter as he invades your space. The spice of his cologne and the burn of cigarette smoke joins with him and you find yourself sucking your bottom lip between your teeth.
โAre you telling me youโre available then?โ Dropping his voice low enough to feel between your legs, you wished more than anything you had a different answer to give him.
The heaviness of his gaze has your cheeks warming, the intensity of the eye contact forcing your gaze away for a second as you clear your throat. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear you muster enough courage to meet his eyes again.ย
โN-no unfortunately, you were right.โ Exaggerating a heavy sigh, his confident demeanor never wavers despite his confirmed suspicions.
โUnfortunately is right, huh?โ Winking, he pushes back leaving only the lingering scent of his cologne raising his shot in an offering of cheers. โTo what could have been, baby.โย
A giggle bubbles past your lips when his fingers brush against yours meeting in the middle with a clink. Downing his shot like a professional, heโs left to watch the way you struggle with yours. Amusement is evident on his face while he watches the way your throat stays unwilling to open. Holding the alcohol in your mouth longer than anyone would want, it finally gives in letting the bitter liquid go down with a bite. Pushing the can of coke towards you with his knuckles, his laugh booms loud from his chest as you search for reprieve in the sweetness with desperation.
Chugging with abandon, you forget your surroundings for a second before your eyes meet his over the rim of the can and itโs almost enough to have you snort the rest of it all over yourself.ย
Coming up for air you grumble a half assed โshut upโ doing your best to try and fight the smile begging to spread across your lips as you wipe them with the back of your hand.
โNot a whiskey girl I take it?โ Punctuating the โtโ harder than normal, his teasing falls on deaf ears when you get distracted at the way his thick fingers wrap around the shot glasses.
โNot a shot girl in general, Iโd rather not taste the alcohol if I can help it.โ Shrugging, you trace invisible patterns on the sticky quartz of the bar top with french tipped nails silently reminding yourself for the second time tonight youโre here for a date.
โSo howโd you two meet?โ He raises his voice so it comes out sickly sweet while a shaker and a lemon appears in his hands. Setting them down on top of the worn jagermeister logo that covers the drink mat he starts rolling the fruit against his palm.
โWe havenโt met yet actually, a friend set us up.โย
Eddieโs movements freeze for a second, eyebrows furrowing together in a look of confusion as if that was the craziest thing that anyone had ever told him. He grabs the bottle of simple syrup adding more to what looked like it was going to be a sweet drink before he answers.
โSomeone like you shouldnโt need to be set up, sweetheart.โ He looks up at you from under the hood of his lashes quickly picking up on the effect he has on you.
He twirls another empty glass onto the counter top before he smashes the lid of the shaker on, not giving you a chance to respond he starts shaking it louder than you know is necessary. The bats tattooed on his arm dance across the muscles with the flex of every flick of his wrist.
โReally? Laying it on thick, huh?โ Raising your voice enough to know he could hear you, he taunts you by cupping his free hand over his ear to make a show of pretending he canโt, mouthing a โsorryโ with a smirk. The laugh he earns from when he finally relents is the prettiest sound he thinks heโs ever heard.ย
โWell I hope this โfriendโ has a good vetting process. No less than three interviews or no dice.โ He pours your drink with panache, like heโs putting on a show for you, like youโre sure he does with all the other girls.
Grabbing a straw he plugs one end with his index finger before he dips it into the slightly lighter liquid. The heat between your legs becomes almost unbearable when his lips wrap around the end tasting his creation with a low groan, his pink tongue pokes out to collect the sweetness left behind.
โI think, I think youโre gonna like this one. Itโs an Eddie Munson original, Iโm calling it "Wasting Love.โ The roll of your eyes makes him bark out another laugh. The signs of the smoke you smell on him are more noticeable in this oneโs rumble.
โI wonder what could have inspired it?โ Biting your lip to hide your smile, you knew you shouldnโt be flirting with him while you waited for Craig, but you canโt help yourself. Besides, he was already ten minutes late.
โI think you know what inspired it sweetheart, I can tell youโre not just some pretty face.โ Dimples poking through his cheeks, he finally takes notice of the glares from the customers filling up the bar. Everyoneโs patience starting to wear thin while they waited for whatever this was to be over.ย
โI gotta stop ignoring all the other people in here real quick, but Iโll be back for your review.โ He throws you another wink and it has you shifting in your seat as he starts to walk away.
โWait! I never opened a tab!โ Calling after him as you reach for your purse, he tuts loudly, turning around to face you, continuing his path walking backwards.ย
โYou shouldnโt be paying for a thing tonight, gorgeous.โ He waves his hand dismissively before his back is to you again giving his undivided attention to the bearded man who looked ready to murder the carefree metal head if he didnโt get his Bud Light in the next five seconds.
Trying not to get too caught up in someone that wasnโt your date you timidly bring the straw to your lips. Humming appreciatively when the sweetness hits your tastebuds youโre pleasantly surprised at how much you actually like it. Feeling bold enough to take a bigger gulp, you look around for Craig again. So lost in the little bubble you had been in with Eddie you didnโt realize how much more the bar had filled up since you arrived. A new kind of rowdy energy in the air โ the low murmurs of conversation get loud enough to drown out Semi- Charmed Kinda Life.
Glancing down at your pink swatch watch, your date was now twenty minutes late. Turning around to check and make sure the lavender cross body you told him to look for was visible, you crane your neck around looking one last time. Itโs easy to shrug off the sinking feeling of rejection when you turn back around to watch Eddie in his natural habitat.ย
He moves behind the bar like heโs been doing it his whole life, like everything was muscle memory.ย As if he could feel you staring he catches your gaze throwing you a smirk before he tosses a bottle of tequila in the air catching it with ease. Pouring it into four lined up shot glasses, the group of girls in front of him celebrating what looked like a bachelorette party with all their multi-colored hats and boas squealed with drunk delight. Your eyes hit the back of your skull in a hard roll when one of them bats their eyelashes at him with a hand on his arm.
Sucking down the rest of your drink, the slurping once you hit the ice is loud enough to annoy the guy next to you who shoots you a warning look over his shoulder. Mouthing an apology you push your empty glass away looking around the bar one more time. The guilt of flirting with Eddie starts to disappear when you look at your watch again and start coming to terms you were actually being stood up. Searching for his doe eyes again, your heart sinks when you find him this time.
Dimples in his cheeks again, heโs practically beaming at her. Their body language telling you this isnโt their first time meeting and how animated he is when he talks to her is like heโs known her for years. Gesturing wildly with his hands while she nods enthusiastically, something he says has her throwing her head back with a laugh loud enough you can hear it over the music. You huff through your nose, the sting of rejection sneaking its way back in. The reminder that he was just doing his job and you were here for a date, one that never showed up, slaps you right in the face.
Averting your gaze to spare whatever confidence you have left, your eyes find the bouncer at the front door. Inside the bar now with a hard glare set on his handsome face. His arms sit folded across his broad chest while his jaw clenches at the same time as the muscles in his shoulders flex. Steve looks pissed.
Interest piqued, you follow his line of sight despite it going in the direction of the bar you were trying to avoid. Somehow not surprised when your eyes land on her again, you notice Eddie has already busied himself with someone else. With his back towards both of you he fills two pints with Blue Moon, the uncomfortable look on her face couldnโt be missed. The greasy blonde hair on the man that was clearly invading her personal space told you heโd been drinking all day. The grimace on her pretty face says she could smell it on his breath too.
The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end when you see him grab onto her arm while trying to whisper in her ear. You feel yourself ready to stand up and help when she pushes him away, with the way the veins in her neck were flexing whatever she was saying to him wasn't nice. Shoving her hand in his face she storms towards the front door where Steve is waiting, looking seconds away from killing the man who followed her path out of the bar with a leer.
The scowl on her face softens instantly when sheโs met with Steve opening the door, the glare on his face being replaced with a deep flush when you catch a โThanks, Stevieโ fall appreciatively from her lips.
SMACK
Jumping at the sound of metal hitting wood, Eddieโs dimples show themselves only this time they are for you as he leans forward on his arms again, eyes flicking towards the spot next to you. He pulls himself even closer when he notices no one new occupying the stool, making you search for friction with the fat of your thighs.ย
โPenny for your thoughts, beautiful?โ Flashing you his perfect teeth for the second time tonight the bruise to your ego already starts to disappear.
โI drank it without gagging, didnโt I?โ Crossing your arms on top of the bar it's your turn to lean into his space and you swear you hear his breath hitch at your new boldness.
Licking his lips, your eyes greedily follow the path of his tongue. His smile stretches across his face even more when he notices, making no effort to move- unwilling to back down from the silent standoff youโve challenged him too.
โโIโll have you know I take that as a very high compliment coming from you.โ His breath fans across your cheeks from this close, mint and whiskey hitting your nose when he huffs a laugh. โWhereโs Prince Charming?โ
โTurns out there was no Prince, just an ugly old toad.โ Tugging your bottom lip between your teeth, you look up at him through half lidded eyes, โGood thing I didnโt kiss him, huh?โ
A low rumble shakes in his chest as he dares to lean in even closer, the tips of your noses almost brushing while the bubble youโd lost yourselves in reappears.
โYeah baby, you canโt give those out to just anybody, they gotta be for someone special.โ His voice is low, dripping with the kind of want youโd never had directed at you before. His eyes take in every inch of your face from this close while you try to keep up with his smooth tongue.
โGot anyone in mind, Eddie?โ Doing your best to match his tone, his brows pinch together at the way his name sounds coming out of your mouth taking one last look at your lips before meeting your eyes again.
โYeah, I know a guy actually. Heโs a bartender with a great head of hair.โ Wiggling his eyebrows when you snort, the front door swings open, breaking you two apart as the girl from before commands the room like a record scratch, silencing the bar for the first time all night.
โEddie! Itโs bad, Steve needs you!โ The sheer panic in her voice is enough for the jealous monster inside you to stay at bay as Eddie pushes back on his heels.
An irritated sigh escapes him while he mutters โnot a-fucking-gainโ under his breath, pinching the bridge of his nose before his eyes find yours. You jump a little when he grabs your hands, the warmth of his palms enveloping yours while he gives you a pleading look.
โDonโt - I mean, please donโt go anywhere. Iโll be back, I need to go save my buddyโs ass again. But I promise Iโll be right back, this conversation is too important to leave unfinished.โ He flashes you that million dollar smile like chaos isnโt ensuing outside and all you can do is nod, signaling that youโll stay put.
Hopping over the bar his loose fitting combat boots squeak over the counter top, the black jeans that were hidden from your sight somehow fit him even better than his shirt. Your gaze is shamelessly hungry as it follows him until heโs out the door. The scuffle outside leaking through the music with a blur of bodies outside.ย
Too focused on the glimpse of Eddieโs towering frame stepping between the two guys to break up the fight, you donโt notice the person who walks through the unattended door until it shuts behind him with a thud. Ready to glare at whoever it is your eyes widen when you meet the ones belonging to who you can only assume is Craig. The burnt auburn hair he sports and the way he zeroโs in on your purse confirms your suspicions. This was Craig, you're incredibly late and not even remotely as attractive as the bartender, date.
โShit, shit, shit.โ No matter how quickly you averted your stare, you knew it was too late, he saw you. Panic sets in while your brain goes a mile a minute trying to think a way out of this.
Looking around the bar for some sort of escape, the thought of ducking into the bathroom sounds like a winner but then the image of Eddie coming back and seeing you gone seeps into the forefront of your mind making you quickly toss that idea out the window. Turning to the people on either side of you who are too lost in their own conversations to notice your dilemma, you try to decide which one you could interrupt the most naturally.ย
The couple on your right looks like theyโre on a date going really well and the one on your left seems like two friends catching up. The tap on your shoulder is enough for you to make a split second decision, clearing your throat you spare the newly blossoming romance next you from your desperate antics, choosing to interrupt the friends who are reconnecting with a loud fake laugh.
โThatโs when she told me- um excuse me do I know you?โ Gruff and confused, the man closest to you looks at you as if youโve grown two heads. First your loud slurping and now this? This plan was never going to work from the get-go.
Another persistent tap on your shoulder has you grasping for straws. You open your mouth to try to sell whatever this was one last time.ย
โUmm excuse me?โย Craigโs voice comes out loud enough to cut you off and for the poor guy next to you to give you the final cold shoulder. Unable to ignore him any longer, you force yourself to turn around and face him head on. Kind of.ย
Channeling your inner Alicia Silverstone you try to give him the best Clueless look you can muster and he returns it with an even more confused expression, clearing his throat.
โHey, sorry Iโm late. Iโm Craig, Arianaโs friend. I think Iโm supposed to be meeting you?โ Shoving his hands in the pockets of his tan slacks, the maroon sweater he wears fits loosely over his thin frame, dirty black chucks on his feet, his look screams โI listen to Nirvanaโ.
โUmm, I think you have the wrong person? I wasnโt supposed to be meeting anyone here tonight.โ Itโs not believable in the slightest when the words leave your mouth, your less than confident delivery giving you away. The look on his face lets you know youโve definitely been made
โAre you sure? I was told to look for the girl with a lavender purse.โย As if to prove his point he points to the exact one heโs talking about slung across your shoulder. He scoffs when you keep up with your charade, โI know Iโm late but this is ridiculous.โ
โA lot of girls have purple bags, Craig.โ His name comes out dripping in venom, the need to get rid of him before Eddieโs return throwing any logic out the window. You needed to believe your own lie.
The sudden harshness has him raising his hands in defense, backing down a little under the daggers of your glare.
โWhoa, chill out, my bad. You just match the exact description I was given, that's all.โ
Clenching your jaw in frustration because he just wonโt give up, you try to hold your composure while your eyes flick towards the door in anticipation for his return.
โWell youโve told me you were late twice already so she probably just left. Rude of you to keep her waiting honestly.โ Narrowing your eyes at him, you know that heโs aware of exactly what you are doing but you donโt care anymore.
โYeah, Iโm sure thatโs what happened, and not her being bitter Iโm one measly hour late.โ The way his words clip signal the rejection sinking in, a glare setting firm on his face.
Itโs the stare down of the century before Eddie comes barging through the entrance with a loud huff and a clap of his hands. Cheeks red from yelling and hair slightly more wild than before. He checks to make sure youโre still exactly where he left you before he glances over to Craig for a split second not registering who he is. Hopping over the bar with another skid of his boots, he still manages to give you a lopsided grin when he gets to the other side. Hitting the top of the bar in a series of beats - heโs a ball of energy.
โSorry to keep you waiting sweetheart, Steveโs lucky the girl he took a knuckle sandwich for has a first aid kit. Rick keeps saying heโs gonna get one but I have yet to see it. Want another cocktail?โ Talking a mile a minute with the leftover adrenaline from the fight, he still doesnโt notice the way Craig watches the two of you until he catches how awkward youโre being. Eddieโs face hardens, the softness he was giving you disappearing. โSomething I can help you with buddy?โ
You donโt even have to look at Craig to know heโs puffing out his chest with a point of his chin addressing Eddie.
โActually pal, maybe you can.โ His tone makes Eddieโs eyebrows shoot up, a tested smile spreading over his lips while he lets Craig continue. โI was supposed to meet someone here for a blind date, I was told to look for a girl with a lavender purse exactly like this one. You haven't seen another girl with this exact same bag have you?โย
Eddieโs wide eyes meet yours, amusement filling the specks of golden brown as he picks up on exactly whatโs happening. The corners of his lips twitch before he nods his head licking his bottom lip holding your gaze long enough to make you squirm before bringing his attention back to Craig with a low whistle.
โOh yeah, I remember that hottie, man. Itโs a shame you were late, she took off with this dude she met waiting for you. She didnโt stand a chance, though, honestly. I know the guy, heโs too smooth for his own good. Pretty good looking too. Canโt be leaving your girl unattended around him. Probably wouldnโt have worked out between you two anyway.โ Eddie catches the roll of your eyes at his self indulgent story as you cover your mouth with the palm of your hand to hide your face splitting grin.
โWhy donโt you walk away with some dignity. Whatโs that saying? Thereโs always more fish in the sea or some shit.โ Eddie adds more salt to the wound, finally breaking Craig enough to give up.
โWhatever you say man, this bar is fuckinโ lame anyway. Who wants to drink to Third Eye Blind.โ Grumbling his insults as he slinks away, he takes one last look at you and Eddie before his final exit with a flip of his middle finger.
Eddieโs stare is hot on your face, while you bashfully avoid his gaze keeping your eyes lingering on the door. When you finally dare to meet his eyes the shit eating grin on his face makes you groan, the buzz of your drink pulling a giggle out of you.ย
โEddie, donโt โโ
โWell, well, arenโt you just a little heartbreaker, huh?โ His teasing only makes your cheeks grow hotter as you try to hide your face from his view.
โDonโt you need to go attend to all the customers you left?โ Your words come out muffled from behind your hands as you slowly pull them down just enough to uncover the fake glare you were sending his way.
โIโve got my favorite one right here.โ Voice dropping low with a smirk, he was right, you didnโt stand a chance.
โI havenโt paid for a single thing, you refused my money if you remember.โ Bringing your hands down to fully come out of hiding, he bites his bottom lip when he can take in your features again.
โItโs no good here, baby, I could actually get arrested if I take it and then how would I be able to take you out to get pancakes after my shift if Iโm behind bars?โ Bringing his hands together in mock shackles and a pout, the chain wrapped around his wrist catches your eyes for the first time.
โYouโre takinโ me to get pancakes?โ Flirting like a love sick teenager, you even start to kick your feet under the bar.
โItโs the least I can do since youโre my fill in bouncer for the rest of the night.โ Smirking, he nods his head to the man at the opposite end of the bar flagging him down with a twenty dollar bill. His eyes sparkling with something new now that he had you.
โMe? A Bouncer? Iโm not intimidating in the slightest!โ Your cheeks hurt from how hard you smile at his retreating form, the game of โplaying hard to getโ becoming a thing of the past now.
โSorry, you owe me, heartbreaker.โ He shrugs like itโs out of his control before flashing you the same lopsided grin leaving you a mess of nerves from getting to spend the night with him.
The hours till close go by faster than you anticipate with Eddie topping off your drink any time you ask, the buzz from the alcohol is just enough to handle the growing intensity of his flirting. Now that the only obstacle in the way of each other was time, he was relentless.
Enjoying the game of chicken the two of you had started unconsciously playing, you stop noticing the clock. Every six customers earns you five โsometimes ten minutes of his time and he makes sure to use every second of those breaks as an excuse to lean in close, whispering in your ear, holding your face close every time you talk. He was getting off on the way he could make you shift in your seat and hide your bottom lip between your teeth when he got close enough for his lips to brush against your ear. Your fingers find excuses to wrap around his wrist when he invades your space, playing with his chain, you keep him close making sure to tilt your head just enough for him to catch a glimpse down your neck into the low cut of your dress.
The small hand on the clock above the door hits the three and itโs not until his breaks start getting longer and your touches are able to get a little bolder that you notice the murmur of voices over the music disappears. The few stranglers left sipping their last drinks of the evening are paying the two of you no mind despite the way heโs tucking your hair out of his way to trace the shell of your ear with the tip of his nose.
The realization that youโre finally about to be alone with him brings your nerves to a head and the need to check yourself over in the bathroom mirror becomes urgent. The flick of his tongue along your earlobe distracts you for a second as your head nudges against his when it tickles making a giggle slip past your lips.
โI gotta go to the bathroom, Eddie.โ You inhale the scent of pine lingering in his shampoo, giving him one last nudge with your nose before hopping off the stool. He gives you his best puppy eyes as you get up to leave, pushing out his bottom lip when you tug your dress down.
โPlease, Iโll be like three minutes.โ You roll your eyes at him but the smile that lights up your face tells him youโre eating it up.
โIโll be counting every second you're gone, baby.โ Holding his hands over his heart for dramatic effect the man at the end of the bar snorts loudly ruining the moment. He earns an annoyed glare from the bartender, โBetter hurry up and finish that shit old man, itโs closing time.โย
You hear him grunt in response to Eddieโs rude reminder before disappearing into the fluorescent lighting of the bathroom. Stickers and writing with permanent marker cover every inch of the dark crimson walls. The doors of the black stalls barely hang from their hinges, dents from many reckless drunk nights at The Foxy Lounge punch random spots into the metal. The bottom of your sneakers stick to the floor with every step to the mirror where more stickers and black scribbles line the surface including a girl named Leighโs phone number with the note โfor a good time callโ attached at the end leaving just enough room to see your face.
The space buns on top of your head are messy from Eddie nuzzling his beard into your hair all night. You try to salvage what was left of them by tightening the knots a little more before deciding it's a lost cause. He was probably just going to mess them up more anyway. The thought of Eddieโs hands being free to touch you in every way youโve wanted all night has you taking a deep breath while you hold your own eyes in the mirror.
โItโs happening, youโre gonna have sex with him. Youโre gonna fuck the super hot bartender who flirts like itโs his second language tonight and youโre gonna be confident about it okay? You hear me?โ Pointing to yourself in the mirror, the determination in your stare is enough for your tipsy pep talk to work its magic.
Taking one last look at yourself with a nod of your head you pull open the bathroom door ready to take on the rest of the night. Only to stop in your tracks when you notice the stool that was occupied is now empty and every inch of Eddie is also in full view from where he stands in front of the jukebox. Your eyes are insatiable taking in his tall frame like this for the first time all night.ย
You notice the giant chain that hangs from his belt loop this time, and thereโs even more rips in his jeans than before giving you a peek at the pale skin hidden underneath. His shoulder blades move under the thin fabric of his shirt when he clicks his choice on the machine. Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer spills out from the speakers of the bar as he turns on his heels, the smirk that plays on his lips dares you to catch the hint with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
โVery subtle.โ Crossing your arms as if to act immune to his charms, you know he sees right through your facade but he plays along anyway raising his big hands up in the air in mock surrender.
โItโs just one of my favorite songs, I donโt know what kinda ideas you got going on in that pretty little head of yours.โ He takes a few more steps towards you slowly closing the gap, daring to be closer to you than he had been all night without a wooden bar separating you.
โInteresting, I wouldnโt have pegged you for a Sixpence fan.โ Raising your eyebrow, you have to look up at him when he finally takes the last few steps to stand in front of you.ย
โWhy? Cause Iโm such a tough guy?โ His grin grows wider when he looks down at you catching the roll of your eyes while you uncross your arms opening your body up to him with a laugh.ย
โI canโt stand you.โ Your swat is flirtatious with your palm hitting his chest. Heโs quick to catch it, using your hand as leverage to pull you closer, biting back his groan when a breathy gasp slips past your lips when he tucks you into chest. First your giggle and now this? He just knew you were going to sound so pretty falling apart for him.
โI think Craig would call that bluff sweetheart.โ He gives you a minute to let his words sink in, throwing his head back with a loud laugh when you huff at him embarrassed. โIโm teasing, Iโm teasing. He needed to be dumped, a girl like you deserves someone that's gonna show up when theyโre supposed to.โ
The sweetness of his words has you melt against him, the playful pull from before surrendering to his touch and you swear thereโs hearts in your eyes from the way he looks down at you after saying something like that.ย
โThanks for tonight Eddie,โ your voice is small when it comes out laced with adoration, and itโs his turn to get bashful making your favorite dimples come out again.
โNo problem sweetheart, honestly itโs my fuckinโ lucky night.โ Pulling your knuckles to his lips, he places a gentle kiss to the skin stretched over them before letting your hand drop, noting the disappointment on your face that youโre quick to cover up.ย
โWanna get some fresh air while I smoke before I close this place down?โย
โโ
Eddie somehow looks even better under the twinkling stars and pink fluorescent lights of The Foxy Lounge sign. The low hum of the electricity filling your ears as you lean against the brick of the building. His eyes are brighter out here, catching them with your own when he looks at you over the end of his cigarette.
He winks when you meet his pointed gaze, the flame of his lighter casting shadows that dance across the strong lines of his jaw, the orange glow highlighting the stubble that covers it. Batting your lashes at him, you push your hips off the wall playfully while he keeps his eyes on you through his entire first drag, only breaking contact for the split second he needs to blow the smoke he inhaled away from you.ย
โDonโt look at me like that.โ His words come out like a warning before he takes another hit.
โHow am I looking at you Eddie?โ Biting your lip to hide your smile, you make sure to say his name extra sweet just how you figured out he likes. He shakes his head with a low chuckle blowing more smoke into the clear night sky.ย
Despite only taking two drags, he flicks the barely smoked cigarette to the side before closing the distance with a few steps leaving him crowding you against the building. Your chest brushes against his with every shallow breath. Getting lost in the darkening amber inside his eyes, the calloused tips of his fingers catch against the soft skin of your chin. The pad of his thumb pulling the velvet of your bottom lip from between your teeth.
โLike you want me to kiss you.โ
Ducking his head down he nudges your nose with his, the heat of his breath fanning against your open mouth. His eyes go from yours back down to your glossed lips silently begging for your permission.
โI think it was you that was hinting at kissing me earlier.โ Pushing up on your tiptoes, you smile against him when your lips just barely touch.ย
โOh? You think thatโs what I was doing hmm?โ Asking the question he already knows the answer to, his tongue licks against your top lip as your hands find the material of his shirt, fisting as much of it as you can before yanking him down to collect his lips with an eager mouth, giving up winning whatever game this was.ย
You swallow his moan when your tongues meet in the middle battling for dominance, teeth scraping, you taste the few puffs of tobacco still lingering on his taste buds as his muscle massages against yours. Sliding his knee between your thighs, he smiles smug into the kiss when your hips search for friction against the denim.
He breaks away from your mouth long enough to start trailing wet kisses down your jaw, the rough hair on his chin rubbing your skin raw as he starts nipping and sucking bruises along your neck. Biting hard enough at your pulse point to have to soothe it with his tongue after the mewls he pulls from you are enough to drive him insane.
Your fingers tangle into the curls at the nape of his neck, giving his roots a pull while you turn your head, opening more of yourself to him. Taking your silent invitation he nips at the dip of your collar bone before lifting his head to press his forehead to yours.ย
โI gotta close up baby, but thenโฆโrubbing his hands up your curves with a low groan he squeezes at the plush of your hips before finishing his sentence, โI think I promised you pancakes.โ
Nodding your head because words are stuck at the tip of your tongue, he grabs your cheeks with a strong grip, smushing your lips together before stealing one last kiss.
โโ-
Eddie doesnโt give you the attention youโve grown accustomed to all night when he starts the process of actually cleaning the bar. Your body still buzzes like a live wire from the drinks and the kiss outside. Heโd been counting his tips with his back to you for the last ten minutes and you were growing impatient for more of him. You needed it.ย
Counting the last bill he finally turns around and your thighs press together when you get to see his face again. Shifting in your seat when his eyes barely meet yours, he makes his way to the other end of the bar. Pushing yourself up to lean forward with puckered lips, he ignores your advances passing by without so much as a glance in your direction. Huffing when you plop back in your seat, he flips the knob starting to wash his hands in the mini sink with his back to you again. Your foot taps against the metal of the stool as you watch him grab the scratched up red bucket hanging below and a fresh rag quickly replacing his hands with it to fill up.
You wonder if he can feel your stare when he adds the soap, taking his time while he spins the rag in the steaming water, he starts ringing it out. Arms flexing and suds spilling over his knuckles, you were gonna lose your mind if you didnโt get your hands on him soon.ย
He makes big swipes as he starts working his way towards you, keeping his eyes so focused on his task youโd think you were invisible if it wasnโt for the smirk that was getting impossible for him to hide. It only grows bigger when he stops in front of you, adding a low hum to his charade purposely wiping around the outline of your hands that were splayed out on the counter ready to push yourself up again.ย
โEddie - cโmon!โย ย
Youโd be embarrassed if it wasnโt for the laugh that falls easy from his chest when he finally looks at you. His face softens and his eyes darken when he catches your angry pout, your fingers are quick to find his free ones making him tsk at you but he doesnโt pull away.
โMy hands are wet baby.โ He knew you didnโt care and the teeth showing in his wide grin told you he didnโt either.
Giving into your persistence like it hasnโt been a fight to keep his hands to himself this whole time, he leans forward brushing his nose with yours before nudging it against your cheek so your lips just barely touch. When you go to close the space he pulls back just enough to tease, a small whine escaping you at his games.
โWhatโs got you so needy, huh?โ His words are whispered as he presses with the slightest pressure before pulling back again. โI didnโt kiss you good enough outside, you need more?โ
โPlease.โ Your cheeks burn when you hear how your voice sounds, but his grip on your fingers tighten and a low moan breaks through his front at how desperate you sound just for a kiss.
โGotta give my girl what she needs.โ Your brain gets stuck on the words โmy girlโ taking you a minute to realize he was finally giving you what you want.
Itโs slower than outside, heโs taking his time with you this time. Untangling his fingers from yours, his hand comes up to wrap around the side of your neck. The water feels good on your skin as the pad of his thumb starts rubbing soft lines under your jaw while his tongue swipes at your bottom lip looking for more. You donโt give into his advances on purpose, keeping your mouth closed to get him back for all his teasing you feel his smile grow against your own.
Expecting him to stop and surrender, he only doubles down. Catching your top lip with his bottom, he pulls away just enough for you to open your eyes. God, you wished you kept them closed. The brightness from outside had turned them into nothing but black leaving no trace of the specks of brown from before. The knowledge that he was just as affected by all of this as you sends you reeling. Toes curling inside your sneakers.
โWhining over here for me to give you what you want, and here I am baby, and youโre playing hard to get.โ Nipping at your bottom lip he meets your heavy lidded gaze again, โGonna let me give you what you want?โ
He barely lets you finish nodding before heโs on you, the hunger from outside coming back as he leans over the bar to deepen the kiss like youโd been begging him for. Opening your mouth for him without hesitation when he asks for permission again your tongues meet lazily, exploring each other like you didnโt get a chance to before. Pushing up again eager to get more of him he pulls back leaving you breathless with spit slick lips.
Despite the way his chest heaves trying to catch his breath, he does his best to play it cool, smirking when you have no shame chasing for more.
โI gotta finish closing up.โ He gives you one more chaste kiss before he starts wiping the rest of the counter down.ย
Jutting out your bottom lip into a pout, he laughs, throwing out a โyouโll survive five minutes baby.โ
You leave him alone doing your best not to distract him, despite how much your fingers itch to have him close again. Grabbing the money from the register and the receipts for the night he disappears back into what you could only assume was Rickโs office. When he pops back out he looks a little more relaxed.
โJust gotta wipe the bottles down and then Iโm getting the prettiest girl the best pancakes in town.โ Clapping his hands together with a rub of his palms, he grabs another rag.
You were starting to hate pancakes. Not that you didnโt want them, you just wanted him more.
โHey Eddie?โ Trying to hide your ulterior motives in the sweetness of your voice, his eyes meet yours almost instantly and they narrow just as quick.
โYes, sweetheart?โ Setting the rag down he leans forward with his palms on the bar he gives you his undivided attention. An intimidation tactic. Unable to help yourself, your eyes trace up the ink covering his arms.
โTeach me how to make that drink?โ Looking up at him from under your lashes, you see something flash across his face, fingertips digging into the countertop after the question leaves your mouth.
โWasting Love?โย
โI mean, I wouldnโt call it that now, would you?โ Laying it on thick, a slow smile spreads across his face. He saw what you were doing and he was going to fall into your trap willingly.
โWhy donโt you come back here then, weโll make our own.โ His voice comes out low, his pupils taking over all the brown, pretty white teeth baring themselves at you.
His gaze is predatory when he watches you jump from the stool, the exaggerated sway of your hips keeps his eyes trained on the curve of your waist as you make your way into his space for the first time all night. Leaning against the back counter, his legs are spread wide leaving little to the imagination on how worked up you had him. His eyebrows raise when he sees the automatic press of your thighs at the sight. It wasnโt fair, you were trying to seduce him, not the other way around. He wasnโt even trying.
As if on cue the jukebox that had been left to play all night clicks, Ginuwineโs Pony pouring out of the speakers as he licks his lips unashamed at the way heโs drinking all of you in like this.
โGonna teach me how to make something sweet, Eddie?โ Trailing a finger along the bar while you close the distance, you drag out the โeโ at the end of his name just enough to get him to groan.
His hands grab your waist squeezing just hard enough to feel his strength before using it to pull you flush against him. The material of your dress doing nothing to hide how hard he is pressed into your ass. His lips trace the shell of your ear, the heat of his breath tickling your neck as you push back into him searching for more. The stubble on his face rubs rough against the soft skin of your cheek as he punctuates each word with a roll of his hips.
โThe sweetest, baby.โย
You bite back your moan when his nose trails up your neck, his lips just barely grazing the warmth of your flesh before they settle back against your ear. You hold onto the wood of the bar in front of you when he hums low, feeling it deep in your core. His calloused fingers start a path up the bare skin of your thigh hiking up your dress when they catch the hem.
โTell me,โ your eyes close when his nose is pressed to your temple as he speaks, โDo you like cherries, baby?โ His tongue catches your earlobe sucking it into his mouth, grazing it between his teeth when he lets it back out.
Your knees almost buckle at how good everything feels, the slow rock of his hips never stopping as he plucks at the lace trim of your underwear.ย
โY- yeah, I love cherries,โ you whimper when his palms lay flat on the outside of your thighs, the cool metal of his rings biting into your skin when he squeezes at the fat working his way back up.
โOf course you do, pretty.โ His thumbs hook the sides of your underwear, โYouโre just so sweet all the time, huh?โ Despite the need for friction, you spread your legs for him wondering if he can hear the way your lips pull apart sticky, arousal coating the inside of your thighs.
He chuckles soft in your ear praising you with a โso sweetโ before giving them a tug, letting the red lace fall to the floor. Keeping his hands on your hips, he presses himself against you hard enough to have the heels of your sneakers pick up off the ground. A low โfuckโ slipping out from under his breath when you whine a little.
โRed lace? Was Kurt gonna get lucky or was this just a ploy to get me all along, sweetheart?โ Your cheeks burn at his question, his low chuckle tickling your ear when he hears you huff out an annoyed breath. โโCause if thatโs the case all you wouldโve had to do is walk through that door on any given night.โ
He grinds himself against you one more time, but you can really feel him this time and it makes your legs shake.
โAre we gonna make this drink or do you wanna keep talking about Craig?โย The shake of your voice doesnโt go unnoticed despite trying to be sharp with him but the grip on your waist still tightens at the mention of the other manโs name
โSure we can, if thatโs really what you wanna do.โ His words taunt you but with one hand holding you against him the other flips a clean cocktail glass onto the bar top with ease, like he wasnโt rock hard digging into your back.
Reaching around, his hand trails up the front of your thigh sending goosebumps across your heated skin. A shiver runs down your spine when he dares to dip between your legs inching his way towards where you want him most.
โWe better not mix liquors so why donโt you be a good girl and grab the whiskey for me.โ His lips brush against your ear with every word, his hand never faltering on their path even when his fingertips meet your slick folds. Feather light, he traces along your slit, not daring to break the barrier yet. Brain hazy with want you donโt even comprehend what bottle you reach for, blindly grabbing for whatever was in front of you.
โThat is tequila, sweetheart. Tsk, tsk, tsk are you even listening to what Iโm saying? Or are you tooโฆโ Before he finishes his sentence he pushes his index finger past your entrance, your warm walls wrapping tight around his digit, โโฆdistracted?โ
Your head lulls back against his chest, your eyes closing when he pushes two knuckles deeper. Your needy whimper makes him kick up again making you grind your ass against him in response. Licking your lips, you try to collect yourself only chasing for more of his finger once.ย
โN-no, I can do it.โย Determined to prove him wrong, you focus just long enough to grab the Jameson bottle, โWhatโs next?โ
He hums in approval while his smile grows against your skin. Deciding to indulge in your stubborn game still, he curves his finger enough just to make you gasp his name.
โAre we keeping this simple, or do you want something a little moreโโ Adding a second finger, you stretch easily for him now, dripping down his hand, โComplicated?โย
You shudder, a moan slipping past your lips while your grip on the bottle tightens so much you're scared itโll shatter. Fuck, you gotta keep it โฆ
โS- simple - oh.โ His thumb finds your clit applying just enough pressure to have your mouth fall open and your brows to knit together, and just as quick as heโs there, heโs gone.ย
Pulling himself free, he tries his best to ignore the way your pussy tries to suck him back in, your body begging him for more. You whimper at the loss, your eyes opening to remind you where you are.
โIโm gonna need both hands to do this, baby.โ His fingers shine with your slick when he wiggles them for show, stepping back just enough for you to see the grin on his face but not enough to get out of your personal space.ย
Grabbing his wrist, his eyes go dark when he realizes what youโre about to do. Gaze turning half lidded when your mouth opens, huffing out a deep breath when your tongue flattens against the pads of the two fingers that were just buried inside of you. Wrapping your lips around them, your arousal is tangy sweet hitting your taste buds.
Hollowing your cheeks as you suck them clean, you watch the confidence drain from his face, eyes rolling in the back of his head at the sight. The blunt ends of his nails dig through the soft material of your dress and he starts rutting into you with a little more force when you slide your tongue between each knuckle.
โJesus christ,โ his voice is strangled, words coming out through gritted teeth when you let him go with a loud pop.
โNow you can use both hands,โ you say innocently, like you didnโt just suck them clean. You let his fingers tug at your bottom lip before dropping his wrist.
He fists a handful of your dress, a low growl rumbling from his chest getting a taste of his own medicine. Licking his lips, his eyes narrow at you before his teeth start to show, mischievous in the low light.
โWell if we want this drink cold, we need to fill this shaker with ice.โ Just like the glass, he flips it on the counter one hand never leaving your waist despite his claim.ย
Pressing his lips to your ear again, he makes sure to let his breath linger a little before he talks, enjoying the goosebumps that appear from such a simple touch.
โFill it up for me, baby?โ Your thighs clench at the deep rasp in his voice, both of his hands finding a home spread out on your thighs.
Nodding your head you slide open the silver metal door of the ice chest below you, bending over more than you needed to to scoop it up into the shaker. He groans loud when you press into him like this, his fingers making quick work to flip the back of your dress up.ย
โLook at you, so fucking messy for me and Iโve barely touched you.โ Grabbing a handful of your ass, he ruts into you, the rough denim hitting your clit in a way that has you moaning his name.
He laughs quietly at your neediness flipping your dress back down when you straighten out. Chests heaving in time with the other, neither one of you was ready to back down. Not yet.
โMight need to unzip those pants.โ Looking over your shoulder at him you fake a pout, โFeeling a little strained back there handsome.โ
Smugness dripping from the smile on your face, he raises his eyebrows at you in a challenge.ย
โSince you wanted something simple sweetheart, we just need two more things.โ One hand snakes its way back between your legs, squeezing at the inside of your thigh before he lets you go for the first time since you set foot behind the bar.
Craning your neck so you could follow him, you find him bent down grabbing lemon juice from the mini fridge under the shorter back counter. Shutting the door with his foot when he stands up, he throws a wink your way when he grabs the simple syrup.
Setting the bottles in front of you he steals a quick kiss that leaves you wanting more before he grabs the small tub of cherries from the fridge he forgot his first go around.
โOkay, so youโre gonna grab the Jameson, and I want you to pour it out to the count of three for me then cut it off.โ He returns to his place behind you, his large hand swallowing yours when it shadows your movements.
Your pour is shaky when he counts low in your ear, nuzzling his nose in your hair calling you a good girl after each successful addition to the simple concoction.
โAlright, now youโre gonna shake it as hard as you can angel.โ His hands squeeze your hips for encouragement.
Doing as he says he pulls you against him even harder when your arms start to go wild. Your chest bounces with each movement making you giggle and you almost donโt hear the hitch in his breath at the sight.ย
He helps you by putting the strainer over the rim of the glass when youโre ready to pour. Mumbling soft words of praise while he nibbles at your ear lobe. The drink is much lighter than the one you had all night, the dark orange turning lemon as the white foam fizzed on top.
โI think I could take your job.โ You smirk reaching for the cherries to top it all off.ย
โYou think you could take my job?โ He snorts incredulous, watching you unwrap the plastic wrap from the small tub dropping three cherries into the already very sweet cocktail.
โAbsolutely.โ Grinning while ignoring his stare you reach for another cherry, โNo doubt in my mind.โ You grab the fruit between your teeth, finally meeting his eyes as you pull the stem, relishing in the burst of sugar and grenadine that erupts against your tongue.
โTough luck princess, unless you know how to tie that cherry stem in a knot with your teeth, no bar in this town is gonna touch you.โ Grabbing his own cherry, he dangles it in front of your frowning mouth for you to bite. Obliging him with it bumps your bottom lip you tug gently, taking the fruit before chewing slowly while he sucks the stem once before it disappears in his mouth.
โIโm calling your bluff now. No one knows how to actually do that.โ Daring him to prove you wrong he mutters a โwatch meโ between his working teeth.
You donโt lose focus on the way his hand on your waist starts to wander, the blunt ends of his nails scratching against the fat of your thigh while his tongue ties the stem like itโs easy. Jaw flexing with each twist of his tongue before he pushes it out to show you, a pleased look on his face when the small knot in the middle comes out perfectly placed.ย
Swiping it off his tongue with the fingers that were inside you minutes ago, you wonder if he can still taste you when he sets it next to your drink satisfied by the way your jaw drops.
โHow do you think I got this job? Iโm more than just a cute face.โ The touch of his hands grows bolder when they start working their way up your dress, a thickness in the air that wasnโt there before filling your lungs.
โThatโs quite the skill set you have there Mr. Munson,โ your giggle is breathless, your eyes going from his down to his lips as you try to play it off.ย ย
โI can do more than that with my tongue sweetheart, if you wanna find out.โ His nose nudges against yours, the smirk on his face making you sweat when his fingers trace up your wet folds again.
Surrendering instantly, you forget all about the drink the two of you made nodding without hesitation the desperation for him all night finally taking over.
โYeah?โ His voice breaks when his thick fingers push into your entrance again feeling just how worked up all his teasing had you.
โPlease - Eddie,โ the pad of his thumb finds your clit again making you beg, โFuck.โ
โAsking me so sweet, how could I say no to you?โ Murmuring against your lips, he finally gives in and kisses you. Wet and sloppy he only does it long enough to take your breath away before dropping to his knees.
His big hands on your hips angle you to face forward, flipping your dress up over your ass again. The air of the bar is still hot against your folds, arousal dripping down your thighs, youโre fully exposed to him now. You hear him suck the skin of his teeth at the sight, a ringed hand coming down just hard enough on your right cheek to make it jiggle before both hands palm the fat.
โI canโt believe you were gonna let anybody else but me have this pussy. Should be a punishable offense.โ Pulling your cheeks apart to expose more of you to his hungry eyes, he pushes at the small of your back signaling for you to bend over more for him.
He moans loud enough to make you jump when you listen to his command, even you can hear the sound of your lips pulling apart for him.ย
โAll this for me, baby, fuck, you spoil me.โ He wastes no time burying his face between your folds, his talented tongue collecting your juices before finding your clit. The rough hair on his chin rubbing your sensitive skin raw as he shakes his head from side to side.ย
Squeezing your ass to pull you closer to his face when you try to run away, he sucks your bundle of nerves harder when he gets you back to where he wants you, dipping his nose into your entrance every time.
He does the motions he would do when he ties the cherry stem into a knot against your clit, a strangled moan ripping from your throat when he does it again.
Your hands find purchase on the top of the bar, eyes closed tight while you see white behind your lids. Your nails dig into the wood when his tongue flattens, the lewd squelching of your arousal filling your ears when he pushes his face so deep between your legs you arenโt sure if he can even breathe. The moan that rumbles through his chest and vibrates to your core tells you he doesnโt care. Wrapping his lips tight around your clit he sucks even harder, not caring when your legs start to shake from overstimulation.ย
โEddie, Eddie, Iโm gonna - fuck!โ His name comes out long and drawn out when you fall apart on his tongue. Relentless, his teasing never stops, his hands holding you up while your body starts to shake. Humming low in satisfaction against your cunt.
โI n- need, I needโฆโ willing your eyes to open, your visionโs blurry from how hard he made you cum. Pulling away with a loud smack of his lips, he palms your ass cheeks before craning his neck to try and get a good look at you.
โWhat do you need, baby?โ He nips at the curve of your right cheek before pressing his face to it, dazed from getting what heโs wanted all night completely content.
โI just, I just need you to fuck me,โ you donโt recognize the choke in your voice when you whine for him. Whine for more.
โJesus christ.โ His words tickle against your skin when he groans, kneading the soft flesh of your ass one more time before standing up.ย
His hands are on your hips before you can fully register the change in position, spinning you around and lifting you up he sets you on top of the counter behind the bar. The one where drinks arenโt served and the one thatโs low enough for Eddie to slot himself perfectly between your legs.ย
Eyes blown black while his beard and nose ring shine with your slick, his lips part - swollen and pink from pulling your first orgasm out of you. Bangs clinging to his forehead, his hair is a wild mess on top of his head from your hands. The confident air about him is gone, replaced with nothing but the need to have you. Snapping out of your daze, youโre quick to find the metal of his belt buckle.
His forehead presses to yours, while he watches the way your dainty fingers work the leather out through the loop. The white tips of your nails catch his eye when you undo the button of his jeans and his cock twitches at the thought of them pumping him for all heโs worth.
He hisses when you push the denim down his hips, his hard dick springing out to smack against his shirt that you immediately wish wasnโt there. Precum leaks from the angry looking pink tip while your hands fist the hem of the worn cotton, silently begging him to get rid of it. The big vein that follows the curve of his length makes your mouth water as he obliges your pleas, ripping his shirt off and throwing it somewhere youโd have to find later.ย
Youโre able to really take all of him in like this, his chest is heaving covered with just as many tattoos as the rest of him, the silver chain youโd peeped earlier hanging right in the dip between his pecs. Your eyes follow the dark patch of hair that leads to his cock, long with the kind of girth that you know is going to be a stretch, a strangled whine bubbles out of you at the sight while your thighs spread begging for him.
โGod, I want you so bad,โ you whine wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull him even closer giving into your animalistic instincts.ย
โI know baby, me fuckinโ too.โ He pumps his cock a few times groaning loud, squeezing hard at the base before pressing the head between your dripping lips. Mesmerized at how they wrap around his tip, his precum mixes messy with your arousal making lewd noises as he sweeps it through your folds.
Body shaking every time he hits your clit, you finally hook your ankles growing impatient when he teases your entrance.
โFuck. Me.โ You get out through gritted teeth, the lopsided grin heโd been giving you all night turns cocky when he pushes the tip in, your head lulls back at the invasion, the silk of your walls desperate to start sucking him deeper.
โNot so sweet now are you, huh?โ Pushing himself all the way in, his rough thatch of pubic hair hits your clit when he bottoms out. His confidence falters for a second when a deep moan rips through his chest at the feeling. โSo fuckinโ tight baby - shit.โ
Your nails dig half crescent moons into his inked skin while you adjust to his size, his nose skimming against your cheek while he whispers how good you take him when your walls start to milk him, your body letting him know it was okay to finally move.
โFeel so good, Eddie, fuck - so good.โ Your hips start a slow rock, feeling every ridge and curve of him. Your dress sits rucked up at your waist giving a perfect view of the way you take him, and itโs even better than what his imagination had come up with all night.ย
He lets you use him for a minute, big hands resting on your waist โ content with just watching the way you coat his cock with everything you have left over for him from the first time he made you cum.ย
โThat feels good, huh?โ Cooing at the way your brows knit together and your mouth falls open, he picks up the pace, taking control.ย
Pulling you all the way to the edge, his strokes get deeper, the tip of him hitting the spot that you know Craig would have never found. He pulls his cock out half way, relishing how your velvet walls try to keep him in place, he holds his composure before pushing back in, filling you to the brim. Addicted to the way it makes you gasp his name and arch your back, your body asks him for more when youโre too cock drunk to get the words out.
The straps of your dress start slipping down your shoulders with every thrust, your breasts bouncing just begging for his attention. His cock twitches inside you, it's almost too much. Greedy for more despite fighting the urge to cum, he tugs the front of your dress down to reveal a matching bra to the panties on the floor. Hips stuttering for a moment he growls at the reminder of your date before tugging the lace down, your nipple pebbling instantly for him before he takes it in the heat of his mouth.ย
Pushing yourself closer, needing more, your hands find their way to bury themselves in his curls, holding him close. You needed him close. His tongue flicks at your sensitive bud and it makes you suck your bottom lip between your teeth. Your hips finding a way to match his strokes, reigniting the flames deep in your gut. God, he was gonna make you cum again.
He grunts around your breast, spit dripping down your soft skin from his ministrations while the snap of his hips start to get harsher and you know heโs nearing his end. He lets your nipple go with a loud pop before his hand comes up to grip your chin, his lips finding yours in a frantic mess of teeth and battling tongues.
The wood creaks underneath you from the force of his thrusts and the bounce of your ass to meet them. Mouths tangled, you swallow each other's ragged breaths, both of you desperately searching for your end when his fingers find your clit. Rubbing circles with just enough pressure to have your body start to shake against his, he nips at your bottom lip grunting when he feels the way it makes you flutter around him.
โCome on baby, give me another one. Be my sweet girl again and tell me how good I make you cum.โ His fingers slip against your clit, fingers wet from how worked up he had you but his words are enough to have your world stop for a second.
โEddie, Eddie, Eddie, Ed-โ Going blind behind your closed eyes he coaxes your second orgasm out of you with a silent scream falling onto his turned up lips. Proud of his work, his hips start picking up their pace inching closer to his own release heโd been fighting off since going down on you.ย
โGod, - fuck Iโm close - where d-do you-?โ Sweat drips down his forehead while he struggles to find his words, his impending orgasm making him short circuit.
โInside, shit - please, I need it, Eddie.โ Still needy and barely coming down, your legs around his waist tighten their hold, locking him in place while you use the last of your strength to help get him there.ย
โWhatever youโre doing - holy shit , Jesus - Iโm cumming, Iโm cumming.โ His hips press hard against yours when his cock twitches, spilling warm inside your greedy walls that donโt stop asking him for more. His face hides in your neck, the heat of his breath fanning against your sweat kissed skin while his body shakes with his release.
The roll of your hips never stops, just slowing enough to make him shiver after he starts softening, spent inside of you. You know thereโs a mess starting to drip but neither one of you has the energy to move just yet. His lips start leaving small kisses along your neck, nose nudging against the space behind your ear and you can feel his smile against your cheek before he finally lifts his head up. The brown in his eyes return to a warm auburn like before when they meet yours.
โRick is gonna fucking kill me if he ever finds out what happened on this counter tonight.โ Rolling your eyes, you snort at his joke before shoving against his chest.
โYouโre telling me you donโt fuck all your cute customers behind the bar, Eddie?โ Batting your lashes at him, he squeezes your hips with a smirk.ย
โOnly, the really, really cute ones. I take them to get pancakes at IHOP around the corner, too.โ Something shifts in his eyes and you think for a second you might see self doubt in them for the first time all night, โThat is, if they still want to.โ
โWell lucky for you, I only let bartenderโs from The Foxy Lounge take me out.โ Nudging your nose against his, your smile touches his lips.
โSweetheart, you know Iโm the only bartender here right?โ Grinning like someone who just won the lottery, he quickly gets rid of the space between you, kissing you like it too.
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