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Take Me Shopping Eds

Eddie shows you just how alike the two of you are and you fall even harder for him, plus a little shopping trip as a reward. Another Eddie x Bambi fic.

Eddie x Bambi Masterlist

Minors DNI

Contains: Perv!Eddie/Not So Innocent!Girly!Reader, Dom!Eddie/Sub!Reader, Mutual Masturbation, Mild/Hints at Mild Knifeplay, Honorifics/Petnames (Sir, Bambi, Baby, Babe, Sweetheart, Princess), Dirty Talk, Degradation/Name-calling (Slut), Praise Kink, Corruption Kink, Unprotected Sex, Public Sex, Oral (Female Receiving)

You and Eddie sit in his trailer, Wayne was at work as usual, the two of you curl up on the couch having put on a movie. You lean into him, head pressed against his chest, legs curled up beside you on the rest of the lounge.

You’re not really paying attention to the tv, just enjoying Eddie’s touch, almost on the verge of drifting off to sleep. His fingers absentmindedly trace along the tattoo on your thigh as they creep up under your skirt. You wonder if he even realises that he’s doing it.

He gets your attention unexpectedly, an uncertainty creeping into his voice as he says, “Hey, I was thinking…”

You tilt your head up towards him, “Yeah, what’s that babe?”

The corners of his mouth upturn briefly at the sound of the word ‘babe’ before he continues, “… do you want me to make Eddie Bear smell like me again? I could… I could show you what I did…”

“Would you?” You gasp, “Oh, please, yes I would love that.”

He chuckles at your eagerness, “Ok, next time you come over, don’t forget to bring him.”

And the next day you do, you take the big brown bear and shove him in your locker at school, going the whole day distracted. When you meet Eddie by the front doors at the end of the day you hold the toy clutched to your chest.

He gives you a quick kiss, the bear pressed firmly between the pair of you. His eyes drift down between you to look at ‘Eddie Bear’, “Can’t believe, I’m gonna do this…” he breathes out.

Then looking up at you he brushes his thumb over your cheek, “Come on Bambi, we got the trailer to ourselves all night tonight, Wayne isn’t due back til about four in the morning.”

He takes a step back and leads you over to his van, helping you in as usual. Always the gentleman, until he was decidedly not as you had learned in recent experience, and in the best possible way.

You were practically vibrating with excitement the whole ride over, tonight he was going to let loose a little, show you more of his pervy side and you couldn’t wait. When you get inside, he turns to you nervously, “Do you wanna get right into it or…”

He glances away, not meeting your eyes, hand rubbing along the back of his neck.

You step closer and grab his other hand, the bear in your arm dropping to your side, his eyes are drawn back to you. “Hey, no need to get shy on me now, I will never judge you for these kinds of things. I love you Eddie, nothing will change that no matter how perverted you may think it is.” You assure him.

He looks back at you with an overwhelming adoration, “You really mean that?”

“Of course, I do. Hey, I’m just as perverted as you, you know…” you giggle, “we match.”

That gets a chuckle from him, “Yeah we do, surprisingly… and you’ll see just how much in a sec.”

“Alright then, take me to your bedroom. I wanna see you put on a show.” You wiggle your eyebrows at him earning another laugh.

“Ok, come on”

You follow along into his room, moving to sit on the end of his bed cross-legged, with the bear between your legs. He stands before you still a little unsure of himself, so you prompt him, “Why don’t you start by getting undressed, I love seeing you naked.”

He chokes out a gasp, “Yep, al-alright.”

He sheds his clothes clumsily, until he’s down to just his boxers, erection tenting the fabric there.

You give him an encouraging wolf-whistle and he blushes, laughing, “Stop, I’m not-”

You cut him off before he can finish, “You are fucking gorgeous is what you are. Look at you, all hard already. Is that for me?”

You pout up at him, looking at him lustily through your lashes, your hands fiddling with the toy in your lap.

“Fuck, yeah Bambi always hard for you, you have no idea.”

You beckon him with a finger, “Alright come show me what you did to my little Eddie Bear that had him smelling so delicious.”

“I uh… need something first.” He mumbles.

“Yeah, what do you need baby?”

“Uhhh… a knife.” He then rushes to add, “Is that… is that ok? I promise I won’t do anything to hurt you or scare you with it.”

“A knife?” You hum curiously, “Yeah that’s ok, I know you won’t hurt me. I trust you.”

He breathes out a sigh of relief, moving over to his bedside table going through one of the drawers. He moves to sit on the bed in front of you flipping a pocket knife over and over in his hand, “You still ok with this?” He asks searching your eyes.

“Yep babe, all green here.” You confirm.

“Ok, pass me Eddie Bear.”

You hold the teddy out towards him and he takes it, “So, what I did first is, you see this seam right here…” he twists the bear and indicates with the knife in his hand, drawing the closed blade across the stitching, “I cut along there.”

“Show me.”

“Ok.” He flips the blade open and carefully cuts through the seam, he closes the blade back up quickly and tosses it aside.

He shows you the opening there and stretches it with his fingers, poking at the stuffing inside.

You whimper, imagining those fingers buried inside your cunt instead, arousal beginning to flow through you, practically drooling from both ends.

“Uhh huh, then what?” You murmur, hands moving to toy with the hem of your skirt.

“Umm… do you think… do you think you could give me something to look at while I…” he trails off.

“Of course, baby. Just like you did for me when you caught me that first time?”

“Please.” He groans.

Your hands move to the buttons on your frilly blouse, eagerly you shed your clothing, leaving you also in nothing but your underwear and his guitar pick necklace. You had donned a matching little baby blue set with white bows placed on the band between your cleavage and one at the waistband of your panties.

“Aww look at you with your little bows, so cute.” He coos eyes trailing over your body appreciatively.

You giggle, “So, what did you do next?”

“Well, I can’t say I took my time with it, but I positioned the toy on the bed like this…” he demonstrates, “and then I kinda held it like this, so I could squeeze my cock through the stuffing, control the… tightness.”

He curls his hand pressing it into the bear’s stomach above the opening, “And then I… I fucked it.”

“Show me Eds, please.” You whine.

“O-ok.” He replies shakily, hands moving to roll down his boxers.

You eye his weepy, bright red cock as it spills out, licking your lips unconsciously. He fists it lazily, spreading his precum along its length and you watch with rapt attention.

He can’t bring himself to look at you at first as he eases himself into the hole he’d created in your teddy, but once he’s fully seated inside his eyes drift up towards you. He begins thrusting slowly, shallowly, he gasps when he catches sight of the wet spot forming on the front of your panties, “Is this… is this making you wet sweetheart, watching me fuck your toy?”

You nod your head, “Mhmmm, can I touch myself, while you-”

“Yes! Yes absolutely!” He gasps eagerly.

You dip one hand into the waistband of your panties, collecting your wetness and playing with your clit, “Tell me what you thought about when you did it the first time Eds.”

“Thought… hmmm… thought about you, the way my guitar pic sits between those perky tits like it is now…” his eyes travel to the swell of your breasts and you unclasp your bra with your free hand pulling it off and tossing it aside.

You begin twisting one of your nipples as he continues, “…thought about after… giving you the teddy, how you’d sleep with it…”

You slide your panties off giving him a full view of your dripping pussy as you plunge two fingers between your folds. He gasps his pace quickening, hand tightening in the toy, “oh god… fuck… how you’d always have a little piece of me cuddled up with you. Thought ‘bout how you sometimes press little kisses to the noses of your teddies, thought ‘bout you kissing me. And then you named him after me... goddamn...”

“Yeah? Bet you never thought I’d be riding it too?” You tease breathily, adding another finger and pressing into your clit with the heel of your palm.

“Fuck… shit… no never could have imagined that back then. Thought you were too innocent, thought I was gonna ruin you one day.” He pants.

Your giggle is cut short by a drawn-out moan, lust coils in your belly like a tightening spring, you grind against your palm more firmly, “Yeah, tell me… tell me how you were going to corrupt me, turn me into your dirty little slut…”

His hips stutter in their motions, losing rhythm as he chokes out a gasp, “Fuck Bambi, thought I’d have to teach you everything. Thought every little thing this damn town thinks about me is true… I’m just some perverted, freak, a sinner going to drag you down with me… this adorable, innocent little thing and I was going to defile you.” He bucks into the toy more vigorously, shaking the bed beneath the two of you, it creaks in response, adding to the wet, slick sounds and whimpering moans from the pair of you.

“Oh god… fuck… Eddie.” You double down on the pace to match him.

“Thought about filling you with my cum like I did with this toy… Christ… fuck, I’m close… are you close Bambi?” He looks up at you desperately.

“S-so close… so close… can you… can you tell me to cum, sir? Please?”

“Fuck yes, sweetheart… cum for me like the good little slut you are.” He growls.

Your walls begin to flutter around your fingers, you throw back your head with a cry of his name, drenching your digits as you pulse rhythmically on them. Your wetness dribbles out, down between your asscheeks onto his bed.

He follows along after you matching your cries, hips stilling, buried into the toy beneath him.

He lets himself fall forward into the mattress, trapping the toy beneath him, panting. His cheek is pressed flat against the bed, he avoids looking at you until you move to run your hand through his messy curls.

“That was perfect Eddie, you did so good. Thank you.”

“Yeah? It wasn’t… it wasn’t too much?��

You push him to sit up, a hand pressed to his bare chest as he slips out of the abused teddy bear. You clamber into his lap, arms curling around him, nuzzling into his shoulder and he settles back against the pillows.

“You are never ‘too much’, don’t ever think that. I want you exactly as you are.”

“God damn, I love you, Bambi.” He breathes out, his hand coming around to rub your back.

You lift your head from his shoulder and look up at him, “Love you too Eds… sooo much.”

He pulls you in for a sweet, lingering kiss.

“So, whatta ya wanna do now?”

“Well, we gotta clean up a bit, but after do you wanna go shopping?” You ask hopefully.

He laughs and strokes your hair, “Anything for you princess, you know that.”

“Thank you, Eddie.” You reply sugar-sweet as always, grinning up at him happily.

You jump up before nodding to the toy left lying on the bed, “How about you hang onto him for a few days, make sure the smell sticks around nice and long this time.”

“Jesus fucking Christ y/n, how do you still catch me off guard like that?” He groans.

“Come on let’s get ready, I got something special planned for the shops.” You whine tugging on his arm.

Starcourt Mall had opened not too long ago and you loved it, it had everything you could ever want and more.

Eddie’s favourite part was the new record store, he could spend hours in there and you loved seeing the joy that would overtake his face as he went through the records or spoke animatedly with the workers, he didn’t even have to buy anything to be happy.

You always took note of anything he showed interest in, in there, got him little presents here and there, as he would for you. He still had a hard time accepting your gifts he’d always say it was ‘too much’ and he didn’t need anything like that, but if it made him happy you wanted him to have it.

You suggested the two of you start there at the record store, hand in hand, he grins down at you, “Thought this shopping trip was supposed to be for you.”

You smile back, “Yes but I like going to the record store with you, and just ‘cause we do something for me doesn’t mean you can’t have fun too.”

He pulls you closer, draping his arm over you, “Always so sweet to me, what’d I ever do to deserve you?”

You know it’s rhetorical but you want to reassure him, “Nah, I think I’m the lucky one here, always getting treated like a princess.”

He lays a kiss to the top of your head, “As you should be.”

You bump against him, “Come on let’s go.”

He ends up buying some new strings for his guitar, you had noticed him eyeing a new Metallica album, ‘Ride the Lightning’. Without him noticing you slide up to the counter and buy it for him, slipping it straight into your backpack. When you exit the shop he turns to you, “Where to next then?”

“Oh, there was this really cute dress I saw from JCPenny! Let’s go there!” You gasp.

“Sure thing, lead the way princess.”

You take him by the arm, dragging him through the throngs of people going about their shopping and he finds he doesn’t mind the odd stares people still occasionally throw his way. Not when he’s got you hanging off his arm anyway.

You buy a few things, enter a few different stores before turning to him, “So there’s one more place I wanna go and this is the special thing I had planned.”

“Ok, you have piqued my interest, go on.”

“Soooo… I wanna go to the lingerie store, Lovelace… you know the one down-”

“Yes!”

You giggle at his enthusiasm, “Alright come on then.”

You take his hand once more leading him down a few stores, walking past Scoops Ahoy and stopping right in front of Lovelace. He trails behind you as you go through the racks picking out all sorts of things, all pink and lacy with bows.

You make sure he doesn’t spot the last item you picked out, pointing in the opposite direction, “Whatta you think of that one the mannequin has on over there Eds?”

While he’s distracted you hide it in the bundle, something in his favourite colour, extra special, just for him.

“Yeah, uh… it’s nice sweetheart, you wanna try that one too?”

You hum as if considering, “Nah, I think this is enough for now. Will you come into the change room with me?” You pout up at him, flashing your puppy dog eyes.

“Uhh… what?” he splutters.

“I wanna do like a little ‘fashion show’. It’ll be fun and I wanna get your opinion on some of these before I buy ‘em.”

“Ok, uhh huh yep sounds… fun.” His voice comes through strained and you giggle at him.

“Let’s go.”

You drag him back to the changing rooms, he stumbles along after you dumbfounded.

You pull the curtain closed behind the pair of you and dump your little pile of lingerie on the chair there beside the mirror.

You spin around to face him grinning up at him as you slowly strip off your clothing and pull on the first set in the pile. You give him a little twirl, “So we have this one… what do you think?”

He stares at you slack jawed for a moment “Fantastic… amazing. Buy it. Love the little bows, you and your bows always like a pretty little present for me.”

You giggle, “Ok next set…”

You continue like that ‘til the last item, “So… this one I got special for you, ‘cause I know it’s your favourite colour…” You hold it up against you and spin around to show him.

“Fuck… right, no honestly what did I do to deserve you?”

You giggle at him, “You know this is called a teddy too, maybe when we get home you can cut a hole in it and fuck me like you did with Eddie Bear.”

“You really love to torture me, don’t you? First, with your little ‘fashion show’ now this? Bambi please, I’m begging you, I’m so fucking hard my dick could cut glass.”

“Well, you got me here now…”

“What here in public?! Just when I think I’ve got you figured out, you say shit like that and I’m just fucking gobsmacked. If… if we do, you gotta be quiet, ok?”

You bite your lip and nod, he grabs the teddy out of your grip tossing it aside before pulling you flush against him kissing all the air from your lungs. His hand travels down the length of your body, running through the neatly trimmed thatch of curls at the apex of your thighs. He circles your clit briefly before running his fingertips down lower. You gasp into his mouth as he teases at your entrance.

“God baby, you’re so wet already, lemme taste you…”

You nod your head against his, foreheads bumping lightly, he’s quick to drop to his knees, looking up at you in adoration.

His gaze drops to the tattoo by his face and he groans. “Ohhhhh God… I just wanna leave bitemarks on you…”

“Y-you can…” you whimper softly in response.

His eyes practically pop out of his head, “Yeah?”

You answer with a nod and he bites down on the soft flesh of your thigh, right next to the tattoo. He bites down harder and starts sucking and licking at the spot, leaving you gasping and dripping with need. When he pulls back there’s a bruise forming and the outline of his teeth.

“Now I’m gonna taste you.” He growls lowly before sinking his face between your thighs, hands moving to spread them wide in a bruising grip.

He dives in and you whimper, biting your lip, he pulls back giving you a warning, “Don’t make too much noise. You’re gonna get us caught if you make too much noise.”

He returns to your slick folds, tongue probing in all the right places, your hands tangle into his long curls. When he brings one of hands to join, slipping in two of his digits and sucking hard on your clit you can’t hold back the moan that follows.

“I said be quiet.” He growls again, hand searching for something beside him. He finds what he’s looking for, your hands drop from his head as he stands slowly. You realise he’s got your panties balled up in his fist.

“Open.”

“Huh?” You look up at him in confusion.

“Open your mouth.” He orders.

You follow through and he stuffs your panties into your mouth.

“There, that should keep you quiet.”

Your whine is muffled by the fabric as he sinks back down to his knees resuming his ministrations.

You’re a quivering shaking mess above him, stumbling back until your back hits the cool surface of the mirror behind you. The panties in your mouth dampening with your saliva as you pant and moan around them. He doesn’t relent until you’re seeing stars, cumming all over his tongue and fingers.

Your chest heaves with the exertion and he’s rising to face you again, “Turn around and bend over I wanna fuck you from behind.” His voice deep and rumbly in your ear.

You do as you’re told, bracing yourself against the mirror, looking back at your own reflections, over your shoulder and into his eyes. “…that’s it, watch us in the mirror.”

He fumbles with his belt and jeans tugging them down to his ankles along with his boxers, unceremoniously. He fists his cock lazily, a few passes before he’s guiding it between your slick folds, with a groan he whispers in your ear, “I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to keep quiet sweetheart but I’ll try.”

He begins thrusting shallowly, his head resting on your shoulder, panting in your ear. He grips your hips firmly holding you in place. For someone who was so adamant about keeping quiet, he sure is talking a lot, “My cock is so hard for you… fuck… I wanna pound you so fucking hard… mmhhh… but we can’t let anyone hear us… hngh.”

You push back into him, flexing your walls around him “God you feel sooo good… oh fuck oh fuck hmmm… God yes push back into me just like that, cause if I fuck you any harder, we’ll knock that mirror down.”

All his dirty whispers directly in your ear have you falling to pieces, you’re grateful of the material in your mouth muffling your cries, you know you’d be screaming if you could. His arms wrap around you one moving up to your tits squeezing and kneading the flesh there, the other going down to your clit, brushing against it softly.

“You close sweetheart, just thinking of all those people on the other side of that curtain, if they could hear us, if they could know what we’re doing, what I’m doing to you, if they knew what a slut Hawkins’ little good girl is…”

You clamp down around him forcing your hips back even more, “God, do you feel that? Do you feel how wet you are? You’re drenching my thighs right now.”

You’re close, so close, right on the precipice. If he continues like this, one more stroke, one more whisper from his filthy mouth…

“Jesus, I want nothing more than to hear you scream my name… but just knowing that there’s people so close, you gonna cum on my cock princess?”

And you do earthshattering, mind-blowing your orgasm crashes over you wave after wave, jolts of electricity passing over your skin. He fucks you through it all groaning encouragingly, “Cum on my cock, you dirty slut… mhmmm yes, fuck cum on my cock that’s it…”

And suddenly he bites down on your shoulder, muffling his own cries as he unloads deep into your wet heat, hips still pistoning away.

The two of you are breathing heavily, barely standing, propped up by the wall, you pull the underwear out of your mouth gasping, “Th-thank you Eddie, that was… amazing.”

“Fuck tell me about it, Bambi.” He pulls out of you, flipping you around to face him you grin back at him.

You barely manage it, on your shaky legs, but you uncrumple your sodden panties and slip them back on. They settle against your skin, collecting everything that drips out, soiling them further. You make an attempt at collecting your clothing, mumbling to him, “We’ve been in here too long we should collect everything and go check out.”

“You’re not even gonna give me a second to recover after that? Uhh Uhh, sweetheart come here.” He pulls you against him once more, kissing you softly, quick little pecks between each word, “You. Are. The. Worst. You. Know. That.”

You push on his chest, whining, “Stooop. At least let me get dressed.”

“Alright fine.” He huffs dramatically.

You giggle re-dressing yourself as he watches rightening his own clothing in the process. You begin collecting the discarded items of lingerie when you get to that one, the one in his favourite colour, “That’s it, that’s definitely the one.” You announce, turning to show it off to him once more.

“Oh, baby I’m getting all of them for you. Have I ever told you how much I love shopping with you?”

“Really? You don’t have to get them all you know.”

“No, I want to. And you’re right we have been in here too long let’s take all of this to the counter and check out.”

You collect all your selections and he nods to the floor, “Don’t forget your bag sweetheart.”

He pulls the curtain open for you, stepping aside to let you pass through and you carry your armful of lingerie over to the counter giddy smile plastered across your face.

The lady at the register gives you an odd look, but doesn’t ask any questions as she scans through your purchases. Eddie pays and the cashier wishes you a good evening, you smirk, if only she knew.

Eddie is struggling as the pair of you leave the store, he can’t stop thinking about what he just did, following you along mindlessly. Watching your little skirt flutter about your legs as you bounce along, thinking of your saliva and cum soaked panties resting between your thighs, the way his bitemarks looked against your skin. He really is going to hell for this, he thinks, but it’ll all be worth it for you.

“You wanna get some dinner from the food court?” You ask looking over to him, but he doesn’t respond.

“Eddie…” Still nothing.

“Edddds…” You whine more insistently.

He shakes his head, “Huh, what? Sorry sweetheart what was that? I was kinda spaced for a minute.”

You giggle, “Yeah, I can tell. I said, do you wanna get something for dinner?”

“From the food court?”

“Yep, I’m thinking maybe a burger and fries… or pizza?”

“Sure sweetheart, sounds good. You want a milkshake too?”

“Oh, you know me too well Eddie. I absolutely want a milkshake.”

As you sit down to eat with him you pull your backpack up into your lap, “I uhhh… I kinda got something for you too.”

“Hmmm… Whatcha get sweetheart?” he mumbles through a mouthful of food.

Unzipping the bag, you pull out ‘Ride the Lightning’ and his jaw drops, “You didn’t have to do that Bambi, I coulda’ got it myself next time…”

“Yeah, but I wanted to.” You echo his earlier statement. “I saw how you were eyeing it and you got me something too, so…”

“Yeah, but mine was also a gift to myself.” He chuckles, grinning cheekily.

“Yes, it was and I will be rewarding you for it for a very long time.”

He groans, “Yeah?”

“Absolutely… would be even if you hadn’t paid for my stuff.”

“Well, let’s hurry up and get back to the trailer then.” He begins scarfing down his food at an even more alarming pace.

You giggle at him, “Slow down, you’ll choke. I’ll still be here baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

“You promise?” There’s an unexpected weight behind his words.

“Yes. I promise. I love you, Eddie.”

“Love you too, Bambi.” He sighs almost in relief.

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