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Hawkins’ little Freak

TW- Self harm, rape, SA, smut, body image, insecurities

Scuffling feet. Gossip. Whispers. Slamming of locker doors. Books being shoved into backpacks. Doors banging. Groans of tired teenagers. Bells ringing signaling the next session of hell.

I hurried down the hallway to my next class, english. As I was approaching the doorway, a foot slipped out in front of me, making me trip and fall. Students around me pointed and laughed as I stood up, beginning to walk into the room.

“Freak! Don’t you know how to walk?” a nasally high pitched female voice laughed out.

I ducked my head down, wishing the tiled floor would just swallow me up. Eventually, after what felt like hours, was actually about 30 seconds, I made it to one of the empty desks in the back of the classroom.

The lecture went on for about an hour, all about Shakespeare. Bodies around me fell asleep, or stared at the ceiling while a documentary played. The next thing I knew, the bell rang. Everyone got up and shuffled out of the room, scurrying away to their cars and bikes to go home after a long day of hell, aka school.

As I was making way to my house, I heard a whistle behind me.

“Come here freak!” a male voice yelled towards my direction. I turned around and was met with five male students from my year, all staring at me with disgust. Before I knew it, one of them grabbed me, and held my arms behind my back, giving me no option to move. I panicked and tried kicking myself away, but it was no use, considering how much stronger they are.

“We just wanna play with you, come on! Don’t be difficult, you will enjoy this, trust me!” the guy behind me threatened. Tears began leaking from the corner of my eyes, knowing I had no way out, and no one would help or save me.

They dragged me through the woods behind the school, into a small clearing in the middle of the woods. Where no one would hear me scream. They threw me down to the dirt, and two of them held down each arm to my side, while another two held down my legs. The guy who whistled to me earlier walked over and stood above my face.

“If you scream, or make any noise, I won’t hesitate to do worse,” he threatened. I felt my heart begin to race, feeling my heart beat out of my small frame. That day, I was wearing a plaid skirt, with a sweatshirt that had ‘Metallica’ written across it, with the bands’ photo below.

Jason, the guy who stood above me, signaled the other men to hold me down tighter. He began to trace his finger gently along my pale skin, from the tip of my nose, down to where the crew neck of my sweatshirt began.

“Well, this is in the way, isn’t it sweetheart?” he smiled and reached behind him, pulling a small pocketknife out in his hand. He brought the blade to my neck, and cut down the middle of the fabric until the thin sweater was split down the middle, showing my chest and torso to all the male eyes. One of the others pulled my now shredded top, and threw it somewhere behind them.

“See, wasn’t that easy?” Jason laughed to himself. Tears continued leaking from my eyes, while I shook my head. He rolled his eyes at the motion, and straddled me, so his body was on top of my torso. Jason looked me dead in the eye, and ripped my bra off. I squealed and cried out loud, feeling embarrassed and violated. He began harshly attacking my breasts with his rough calloused hands, and sucking my nipples. My mind tried blocking it out, but the pain was too strong.

While I was blocking out the assault on my fraile body, I didn’t realize the other men took my skirt off, leaving me in my panties, and nothing else. Once the realization took over, I tried to fight and fight my way out, but they had so much strength over me.

“Now for the part I’ve been waiting for,” Jason announced like he was getting a huge prize. His fingers ripped the last article of fabric off my body, leaving me in panic and tears. He threw his own clothing off, and began roughly thrusting into me, with his eyes rolling back in pure pleasure. His moans of satisfaction could be heard from what seemed like a mile away. Every movement. Every thrust. Felt like a needle going through my body, and an intense burning spread like a wildfire. I sobbed and sobbed, begging for them to stop. But he didn’t. And none of them stopped. They all just watched like it was some sick fantasy they all had.

After what felt like an eternity, his hips slowed down, and he pulled out, threw the condom behind him, put his clothes back on and looked down at where he just assaulted, and smiled like he just won some victory.

“See boys, that’s how you do it right,” he laughed towards the males surrounding me. They nodded in agreement and stared at me. Jason looked at me, one final time, and said, “ that was fun, thanks princess. We should do that again sometime.”

After he said that, the boys laughed, including him, and they walked off. Just like that. No other words spoken. They left me here, crying, bleeding and traumatized in the dirt, surrounded by nothing but trees and fear.

I was still naked, and cold from the fall weather here in Hawkins. I crawled to a tree, leaned against it, and let out the loudest cry. Whether that was from pain, embarrassment, or both, I sobbed and sobbed wondering why they chose me.

I couldn’t go home, my body was in excruciating pain, and 2 miles walking distance away. My parents are never home, they only come around maybe once a year to pay past due bills, and they stay in Las Vegas gambling every penny away. I had no one. No friends. No family. No one.

Seeing the sun begin to set, I figured I couldn’t stay naked in the woods overnight. Somehow, I got the courage and strength to stand up, and begin to limp towards the edge of the brush. The clothes I had, was shredded and parts were missing, not being able to be put on.

After about 20 minutes of walking, I heard a crunch of leaves somewhere close to me. My heart rate sped up from 0 to 100 in a second. I glanced around me, not seeing anything. Panic filled my veins, thinking an animal or one of the boys came back to get more of me.

“What are you doing? Where’s your clothes at?” a voice startled me from behind spoke. I quickly covered my chest and crossed my legs, trying to save some dignity I had left, and stayed looking at the dirt.

“No, no, no, no, please stay away,” I whispered frightened to the stranger.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, are you okay? Do you need me to call someone?” The man spoke. I shook my head, and eventually looked up to meet the eyes of the voice.

He had long curly hair, with dark brown eyes, and a ‘hellfire’ shirt on his torso. He looked concerned, almost frightened by the sight in front of him.

“Here,” he spoke, handing me a jean jacket with the sleeves ripped off. Cautiously, I reached out and accepting the clothing piece.

“Thank you,” I spoke in a hushed, still frightened voice.

“Of course. My name is Eddie. Eddie Munson,” he smiled and held his hand out, motioning a handshake.

I looked down at his hand, and gave a slight nod with a small smile.

“I’m y/n,” I responded meeting his eyes once again. I felt a warmth with him, despite what happened an hour ago, I felt at peace.

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After our little introduction, he offered for me to stay with him at his uncles camper. He assured me there was no one else there, and he wouldn’t ask questions. After minutes of contemplating the offer, I shrugged. But eventually gave in, considering my house was much further away, and I didn’t want to be alone right now.

It only took 10 minutes of walking to reach the park. He led me up the stairs, and opened a creaky door, revealing his home. It was small, with 1 bedroom, a kitchenette and living area. It was musty, with music posters covering the walls, but it felt cozy nonetheless.

“Home sweet home. I know it’s not the most grand of living spaces, but it does what it’s purpose is. Let me go get you some clean clothes for the night,” Eddie spoke while walking to what I assume is his room, leaving me standing in the entryway, shivering from the cold nip of the air. Not a minute later, he waltzed back in, with a plain white t-shirt and plaid sweatpants in hand. He smiled and handed them to my shaking hands.

“Thank you,” I whispered almost inaudible, but still with sincerity laced in my shaky voice.

“Of course, you can change in the bathroom if you want,” he pointed to a small room containing the bathroom. I nodded, gave a small smile, and cautiously walked in the bathroom, closing the creaky wood-chipped door behind me. I glanced in the mirror, seeing my face and body covered in dirt. Blood stained the inside of my thighs. And scratches littered my knees from falling and crawling in the woods. Tears pricked my eyes, but I gently put Eddie’s clothes on, feeling the soft fabric against my skin. It smelled, with a tint of cologne and weed.

I walked out of the bathroom, looking around for Eddie, finding him sitting in the living room, on an old brown leather couch. His eyes shot to me, smiled, and then met my eyes.

We stayed in silence for a few moments, neither of us knowing what to say. Breaking the silence, I said, “thank you, Eddie.”

“You don’t need to thank me, you can spend the night in my bed, since the couch isn’t all too comfortable. Let me know if you need anything okay y/n? Please don’t hesitate to ask,” Eddie spoke with a comforting tone. I nodded and turned around walking to his bedroom. There were shirts and pants scattered across the small room. With band posters on every inch of the wall, and a guitar hanging up in the middle.

I gently laid down on the bed, still with the lights on, and stared at the ceiling. I felt absolutely disgusting. I still felt their hands on me. Their eyes piercing my body. The pain and burning on my flesh.

This went on for what seemed like hours. I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t feel safe. I needed warmth. I stood up quietly, and opened the door careful to make no sound. I tip toed to the living room that held Eddie, hoping he was still awake. To my surprise, he was sat on the couch watching an old tv show. Once he felt my eyes on him, he slowly turned around with concern lacing his face.

“Hey, is everything okay?” He questioned. I didn’t really know what to say, but I guess the droplets of tears running down my face gave him his answer right away. Eddie stood up and came towards me. Hesitantly, he slowly wrapped his arms around me, giving me a gentle hug. I don’t quite understand why I felt so comfortable with him, especially given the last few hours and bullying I’ve endured my whole life. Something about him just seemed different. Gradually I began to wrap my arms back around him. I dug my face into his shoulder letting out sobs. We stood there, for who knows how long. But eventually we let each other go.

“Can you sleep with me? If not I totally understand, I know I’m just some random girl who you found wondering in the woods, naked,” I spoke quietly. His eyebrows creased in confusion.

“Hey, hey, don’t talk like that about yourself okay? Of course I’ll stay with you,” he replied easily. I followed him back into the bedroom, and we laid down, so my back was facing his front.

“Goodnight y/n, sleep good. Wake me up if you need anything,” his voice tickled me from behind. Instead of responding with a verbal answer, I reached behind me and interlocked our fingers, pulling both hands to the front of my torso. I heard a sigh of relief and content from the curly haired man, then my eyes shuttered close into the dark abyss of my mind.

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The next morning, birds were chirping while the sun faded through the window like a waterfall of gold. Leaning my head to look at the small alarm clock on the nightstand, it read 8:30am. I heard a small grunt next to me, startling me from forgetting a body of warmth was next to me. Our hands were still wrapped around the others, and I could feel the heat of his hands still fully engulfing my own small ones.

“Good morning y/n, did you sleep okay?” Eddie rasped with his morning voice. I looked at him and nodded with a slight smile.

“Thank you so much Eddie, I don’t know what I would’ve done last night if you didn’t stumble across me,” I told him solemnly.

“Well, I’m happy that I stumbled across you too,” he smiled cheekily. We both let out a little laugh, and stretched getting out of the Queen sized bed. My body was still in so much agony and my lower half was sore, to the point of it almost being impossible to move. Eddie must’ve noticed my discomfort and jogged to my aid.

“Here, let’s sit back down and try again in a few minutes, yeah?” He said with my arm in his grasp, setting me back down on the bed.

“I don’t know what happened last night. I can only assume, but I really hope it’s not what I think happened. Please tell me if you have an cuts or anything so I can clean them up for you,” Eddie spoke towering over my figure. I pointed to my knees and elbows, signaling there was some sort of abrasion there. He nodded and walked off, coming back with hydrogen peroxide, cotton balls, and a bandaid.

“This is gonna sting a lot, but I promise to do it gentle and as fast as I can okay? If you need to grip something, hold onto the sheets okay?” He warned while pouring the chemical on the cotton. He did as he said, and was very gentle with the process, but it still hurt like hell. I winced, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the pain the night prior.

“Alright, all done! You did so good sweetheart, now why don’t you go and rinse off while I go attempt breakfast,” he praised and laughed.

“Okay, thank you,” I chuckled while heading off to the bathroom. After undressing and turning the water on, I stepped in and felt immediate relief. I scrubbed my body until I couldn’t feel the physical touch of the men last night. After 10 minutes, I finished up and went to put clothes on. All of a sudden, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I clutched my stomach, bent over, and noticed a stream of blood coming from my panties.

In horror, I yelped and panicked.

“Eddie!” I yelled through the thin door. I heard his running footsteps come to s sudden halt at the door.

“What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” Eddie questioned concerned as to why I yelled. I opened the door, with tears staining my pale face.

“Something’s wrong,” I said as u looked down to where I was bleeding. His eyes trailed to where I was looking, and his face turned pale with panic.

“Y/n, we need to go to a hospital right now, I’ll grab the keys,” he rushed out with no breath. My heart began to race, terrified of the doctors, but knowing he was right.

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“Alright Miss y/n, after doing your exam, we could see that your cervix had a small cut on it due to trauma. The bleeding is a result of that, and should go away within a few days. In the mean time, we will prescribe you some pain relievers. It will still hurt down there, considering your hymen and vagina were put through harsh movements. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to call this number,” the female doctor, probably in her 50’s said while handing me a small pad of paper with a phone number on it, along with her name. I nodded and said a small ‘thank you.”

Eddie never left my side since we had arrived at the hospital. His hand never left mine, and gave gentle squeezes of reassurance through the whole exam.

On the way back to his home, we sat in complete silence. Whether it was from the shock, the pain, I have no idea. I think Eddie was a little overwhelmed from what the doctor was telling me, and didn’t know what the right thing to say is.

When we arrived, we quietly got out of his truck, and walked up into the living room.

“Can I hug you?” Eddie questioned after the silence. I smiled and walking into his arms, squeezing slightly and inhaling his scent. He rocked us back and forth and rubbed small circles on my back.

“You are so strong sweetie. I know we just met, and I’m sorry it wasn’t under the best circumstances, but I’m honestly so glad I met you y/n,” he whispered in my ear.

“Me too, Eddie, me too,” I whispered back in his ear. I felt his cheeks turn up into a smile, and we slowly separated our bodies.

“Wanna watch some movies, and just relax today? I’ll go get a heating pad and some snacks while you set it up alright?” He questioned looking at me.

“Yeah, sure, thank you,” I responded while settling down on the couch.

He was gone for about 30 minutes, and when he came back, he dumped a bag full of junk food on the small table in front of the couch, and handed me a small blue heating pad.

“I’m not sure what you like, so I uh kinda got a little of everything,” he laughed embarrassed while rocking back and forth on his toes.

“Awe, thank you Eds, you didn’t have too,” I smiled.

“Of course I did, let’s pick out a movie shall we my lady?” Eddie gestured like a prince towards the tv as I laughed at the gesture.

Throughout the day, we watched countless films of all genres. Horror, romance, comedy, and all in between. It was nearing 8pm when I heard a short quick knock on the door of his rv.

“Stay here, I’ll go check who it is,” he spoke while standing up and heading towards the door.

“Eddie Munson! Dude, where were you? We have the meeting tonight! Remember? What the hell are you doing here?” A younger male voice directed at Eddie spoke with annoyance.

“Oh shit man, I lost track of time. I’ve been occupied the last day, we will make it up soon, okay Dustin?” Eddie said standing between the door and the doorframe, blocking the view of the boy Dustin from seeing me.

“Don’t let it happen again,” dustin said annoyed with Eddie’s absence.

“Mhm, yep, see you later,” he spoke, as his hand shut the door.

“Who was that?” I questioned confused as to where Eddie was supposed to be.

“Oh, I host a dungeon and dragons meeting every weekend, and I forgot about it today. Don’t worry though, I’d much rather be here with you,” he smiled with a little glimmer in his eye.

“Oh, really? I love that game,” I exclaimed excitedly.

“Wait, you do? You should join,” Eddie exciting spoke back. I nodded and then felt myself getting tired. Eddie must have seen my eyes beginning to struggle to stay open, so he took my hand in his and guided me to his room, where we laid down, wrapped in each other’s arms.

“Goodnight Eddie,” my voice carried over to him.

“Goodnight y/n,” Eddie sleepily responded. With a few subtle movements, his arms wrapped around me. His scent and warmth gave me the comfort that I haven’t had in a long time. And with that, I was out like a light.

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“Good morning, we gotta get up for school,” Eddie’s voice woke me up. I yawned and stretched my sore limbs, flipping my legs over the edge of the bed. Eddie handed me some black sweatpants and a hellfire club shirt. My eyes thanked him, and I proceeded to the restroom to change.

Eddie and I left shortly after I was finished getting ready, and began driving the short distance to Hawkins high. Nerves and anxiety flowed through my veins. The group of guys hang out in front of the school, making it impossible to avoid them.

Eddie parked the truck, and we both got out, and ventured towards the main doors to hell.

“I’ll see you later okay? If you need anything, just please come and find me. Meet me after school in the empty room besides the computer lab okay? I’ll introduce you to the club,” Eddie spoke while we walked through the metal doors. I nodded and smiled, then made my way to my first period.

The day went by very slow. My mind wandered the entire time hoping to god I wouldn’t see my abusers in my path. Once the last period bell rang, my feet carried me to the empty room. Opening the door, a small group of guys turned their heads towards me. Eddie was in a higher up seat in front of the main table, I’m assuming they play the game on. I’m guessing he forgot to tell the gang about me considering their eyes were shocked.

“Guys, this is y/n, she’ll be joining us today,”Eddie’s booming voice spoke above. The boys nodded silently, then the game begun. I watched the strategies and ways they played for hours. All while Eddie kept sneaking glances and smirks my way.

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After that night, I continued to stay with Eddie more and more. We never spoke of the night he found me, or of my family. He just seemed to kind of accept me for me, no questions asked.

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Months passed by faster than usual. Eddie and I became very close friends, some would say best friends.

I’ve become more open and myself around him. And I’ve been noticing something that I truly didn’t mean to happen. I developed a crush on him. Like, “I’m in love” sort of way. There’s no way I’d ever tell him and destroy our friendship. I’d never want him to think I’d take advantage of that. So I’ve kept my mouth shut.

One night when Eddie and I were cuddling together, watching a movie, his hand moved to my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. He didn’t say anything or look at me, just kept his hand there. We’ve never done anything or gone this far with our friendship. The most that’s ever happened is hugging and cuddling, this was crossing a new territory.

“I’m getting tired, wanna head to bed,” Eddie’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I nodded and stood up, continuing to the bedroom.

Once we laid down, on our backs, I could feel some tension. I could sense he wanted to say something.

“Hey, you okay Ed’s?” I questioned his strange behavior.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, just thinking,” he replied with an unsure tone in his voice. It was silent until his voice boomed 5 minutes later.

“You know what, fuck it. Y/n, I like you. Like, really really like you. If you don’t feel the same way, please don’t feel pressured into,” his voice began rushing out. I interrupted his rambling, leaning in for a kiss. My shaky hand went to cup his cheek. He didn’t move his lips at first, probably from the shock. But eventually he began to kiss back with so much passion and lust.

At some point, his body rolled over onto mine, straddling my torso, with his hands cupping my face, deeply kissing my lips. I’ve never felt this kind of euphoria and love before. Coming back to my senses, I felt a bump by my pelvic bone. I broke our lips, and glanced down, to see his prominent buldge.

“Shit, I’m sorry, I’ll go take care of that really quick,” he said embarrassed, with a tinge of pink in his cheeks, while attempting to get off me.

“No, no, it’s okay. I can help you if you want,” my nervous voice responded to him. He looked at me in shock at my suggestion.

“I don’t want you to feel like you have too, I know it’s a big deal,” he said cautiously.

“I promise,” I assured with a small amount of nerves pricking my voice.

“Only if you are sure. Please tell me if you want to stop or if you feel uncomfortable okay? I won’t get mad or upset at all, I just want you to feel safe and comfortable,” he responded while straddling me once again. I nodded, blush still staining my cheeks while my heart raced with anticipation.

“I know you said you’d help me take care of my uh problem, but I want tonight to be about you okay sweetie?” Eddie spoke in my ear.

“Are you sure? I honestly don’t mind,” I replied.

“Of course, just lay back and relax and let me take care of you,” he said in his sultry lust filled voice. His one hand found way to my side, while the other tugged gently on my shirt. His tongue slipped into my mouth, dancing around with desire. My hands gripped his curly locks, pulling slightly in lust.

“Can I take this off?” He murmured inches away from my lips, indicating to take my top off. I nodded frantically. He smirked and slowly pulled the fabric away from my skin, tossing it somewhere in the steamy room. Not even realizing I automatically covered my chest with my arms, he gently pulled them to my side.

“Hey, don’t hide from me babe. You are so fuckin beautiful. A fuckin goddess, I’m so fuckin lucky,” he rasped, with a glimmer of love in his lust filled irises. Blushing, I held my arms in place by my side, while he pressed kisses from my lips, down my torso, stopping above the waistband of my pants. He brought his lips up to my chest, giving small kisses and blowing cool air on them, making me shiver slightly.

Next, he groped my still covered breasts in his large hands, giving them a gentle squeeze. A soft moan escaped my lips, while my eyes fluttered shut. After a moment, he silently asked me with his eyes to take my bra off. Without missing a beat, I smiled and nodded. He got to work and brought his hands under my back, undoing the clasp. His hands pulled the padded fabric away from my body. His eyes widening with excitement and love.

The next thing I knew, his mouth was on my nipple, sucking and licking, leaving small bruises behind on my soft skin. I moaned with small curse words falling out of my lips. After about 5 minutes of this, he stopped. A small whine escaped me, confused as to why the actions were halted.

“We can stop now if you want too. Please don’t hesitate to tell me if you need to stop or take a break,” his eyes stared into mine.

“I’m good Ed’s, I promise. I feel so good,” I assured his hesitant stature. He nodded and continued his path on my body. He seemed hesitant to go down to my lower half. The eagerness was getting a better hold of me, leaving me whimpering his name, in need of more friction on my pelvic region.

“Please Eddie,” I moaned in need of his touch.

“You’re positive?” His voice rang out, one last time.

“Positive,” I responded while bucking my hips to meet his. Eddie’s eyes rolled back at the action, and began to finally get down to what we both needed and wanted. His fingertips pulled the material off my legs, along with my panties, leaving me completely bare to his wandering eyes.

“God, I’m so fuckin lucky,” he whispered in delight to himself. I giggled softly at the words. Quickly, he pulled his own clothing off, throwing it on the ground. This left us in the same position, completely nude and vulnerable to each other.

His calloused large hands came between my thighs, spreading them apart, giving him full view of my most intimate parts. His eyes seemed to dazzle in the moonlight shining through the window. Eddie licked his lips, brought his head down so he was eye level with my pussy, and licked a long stripe from my clit to my small opening. A loud moan of ecstasy fell from my lips, while his tongue continued it’s assault against my core.

His tongue circled my clit, and sucked on the small bud. His moans filled the air, giving a small vibration to my skin, adding to the pleasure. After what I’m assuming was his way to get me wet, he brought his index finger up to my heat , and dragged it along, up and down, until it eventually stopped at my tight opening.

“If you feel uncomfortable or if it hurts, please tap me or let me know, okay?” Eddie’s sweet voice spoke.

“I promise.”

Once the final cue was given, his finger gently probed my hole. He slowly slipped it inside, until his finger was knuckle deep. It was a little uncomfortable, considering this would be my first time having sex. Yes, when I was raped, they did break my hymen, but I don’t consider that “loosing” my virginity.

“I’m gonna add another,” Eddie warned, giving me time to adjust, getting me ready for his cock. I simply pulled his chin up to mine, meeting our lips, giving him his answer. Bringing his head back down, he slowly inserted two fingers, slowly stretching me out. After a few pumps in and out, a third was added. Minutes after this, he pulled his hand out.

“I’m gonna go grab a condom really quick,” he rushed out while quickly finding a condom in the room. I laughed quietly at the eagerness he had, but thought it was so sweet how caring he is. Once back with the foil in hand, he rolled it on himself. At this point, I realized just how big he actually was, probably around 8 or 9 inches hard. He also pulled out a small bottle of lube, and lathered his cock, and my pussy in the substance.

“Alright, I promise I’ll go slow. Again, let me know if I need to stop,” his concerned voice spoke above me. He grabbed his dick, pumped a few times, and brought it down to my sopping wet pussy. He slowly pushed the tip in, giving me time to adjust to the foreign feeling. Pushing in another few inches, he stopped, and kissed my lips. A few stray tears fell from my eyes, from the slight burning I felt.

“Move,” I whispered. He happily complied, finally filling me up, until his balls were touching my ass. His pace started out slowly, gradually gaining speed once he knew I was comfortable and not in as much pain. Our moans mixed together, while he pounded into me like there was no tomorrow. I could feel my high coming fast.

“I’m gonna cum Ed,” I moaned out.

“Come on babe, you can do it. Almost there,” his raspy voice praised in my ear. Not even 10 seconds later, I felt myself spill to the edge. Our orgasms filling me up to the brim, leaking out of my stretched hole. After one final thrust, he pulled out slowly, discarding the condom, and collapsed on the bed next to me. He wrapped his tattooed arms around me, nuzzling his face into my neck.

“Let me go get something to clean us up really quick,” Eddie said while getting up, heading to his bathroom.

He came out with a washcloth, and spread my legs. He cleaned up the juices that were falling out of my pussy. I hissed a few times, due to the sensitivity, but nonetheless, he was gentle and soothed me with words of encouragement.

He climbed back into bed with me, and we held each other.

“I love you Eddie,” I spoke with a shy tone.

“I love you too y/n. You’ll never know how much you mean to me, or how special you are,” his voice carried over to me filled with love.

That night, we held each other in our arms, and our breathing synced into a slow calm pattern. I never knew I would find someone so caring and sweet as Eddie. Especially after that night, I thought I’d lost myself to those douchebags and never would’ve recovered. The memories don’t disappear or vanish, but Eddie makes me forget it by loving me, and being there for me. All I can say is, “I love you so much, Eddie Munson.”

The end

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