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#eddie munson smut blurb
corrodedwritings · 3 months
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wearing a low-cut top in front of Eddie and him absolutely losing his mind.
you're best friends that walk the line of being more, everyone wishing you'd just give up the cat and mouse chase and get together already.
Eddie's resilience grows weaker each time he sees you though, and when you saunter into Steve's house party with a dangerously low top, your tits pushed up just right, he's ready to risk it all.
"Hey, there she is!" Robin runs to hug you, Steve already shouting at you to ask what drink you want.
You laugh and croke out your order from Robin's tight embrace, "Alright Buckley, don't squish her before the fun's started."
Eddie pulls on her shoulder lightly to get her off of you, only to scoop you up and crush you ten times the amount Robin was. Purposefully squeezing you tight enough to feel your tits against his chest.
"Hey sweet cheeks, what took ya so long? Were you gettin' pretty for me?"
He set you back down, eyes raking down to your chest and lingering. Tongue absentmindedly darting out to lick his lips.
You match his playful tone, "Always for you, Ed's. Got this new top and everything." You smooth the shirt around your waist where it had ridden up from his hug.
he hums, eyes sparkling, "I see that, looks good. Very good."
you laugh, a mischievous, all-knowing smile lighting up your face. Just as you are about to comment on your 'eyes being up here', Steve sloshes over with your drink in hand.
"Damn girl, you look good enough to eat!" He was most definitely drunk.
"No one leave Eddie alone with her tonight, she won't make it out alive!" He calls over his shoulder to the rest of the gang, other partygoers bustling about.
you cross your arms, tits pushing up and Eddie does everything in his power to not moan, "What makes you think he'd make it out alive?" Your eyes don't leave Eddie's, his embarrassed flush turning to a lust-filled one.
Steve looks between the two of you, rolling his eyes, and groaning, "Jesus Christ. Just no fucking in my room, got it?" he points to the both of you sternly before heading to the pong table.
"no promises!" Eddie calls back, smirking as his eyes rake your body again.
Nancy shouts at you from the kitchen, breaking your eye contact, "We're doing shots! Get over here!". You happily oblige, grabbing Eddie's arm lightly as you pass, saying, "Good to know the top worked, maybe keep it in your pants a little longer next time though?" you giggle as you raise on your toes to kiss his cheek and bounce off.
Eddie rolled his eyes fondly and swallowed thickly, trying his best to subtly adjust the growing boner that clearly didn't go unnoticed by you.
He looks back at you when he's finished, seeing you throw back a tequila shot, your nose crinkling in distaste at the strong liquor. His heart lurched and he turned on his heels, quickly finding Steve to ask if any of the other bedrooms were off-limits.
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trashmouth-richie · 1 month
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I feel like I’m really bad at prompts so I’m just gonna go with my “do’s” from costar today…
Stomping. Instant coffee. Cold* shower.
*“Cold” autocorrected to “come” and I almost didn’t fix it, soooo…do with that what you will.
OH MY LOVE.
hoping my slutty choices for this prompt find you well.
18+, no minors, acts of sex, yay.
**peep my little hints at 90s tv and movies—there are 4 🖤
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send me a prompt from this post ! (writers block is killing me !)
Cold beads of water trickle like ice down your body. Making your already pert nipples stand at attention and harden in an instant. 
Cursing the boy you’ve been best friends with since diapers, you turn the faucet off in a quickened haste— exiting the tub in an anything but graceful fashion, stubbing your toes on the way out. 
“Eddie!” your shrill voice is clouded by the throbbing in your foot and the chatter in your teeth. “Did you pay the water bill?”  
One job, the menace had one job— one duty for the small shared apartment, and it was to pay the water bill each month. 
Wrapping yourself in a threadbare towel that had once been a swim towel for an uppity family— you stomp down to his bedroom, kicking open the door with enough rage to channel Jackie Chan.
You should have knocked. Fuck, why didn’t you knock? 
Eddie was naked.
Pale-moon colored ass on display. 
Thigh muscles rippled beneath dark patchwork tattoos, arms that never looked muscly suddenly flexed tight. A veiny hand wrapped tight around a black haired pony tail. Hips, his hips were— fucking, thrusting, pounding. 
His mouth was slack, slick like an oil painting, head back and eyes rolled to squinted ivory surrounded with a colossal woodland of thick lashes.
Sweat coated his brow, dribbling down until it collected on his cupids bow, a salty pooled tease. His rougey lips were spit coated, sheer— glossy— begging for your tongue to taste them. 
Your heart thumped loudly, heat in your core on its own tempo, hot and deep. 
And then you hear it. 
A whimper. Softer than silk, low, whiny, almost sweetly pathetic in its delivery from a deep space in his throat. 
Your cheeks warm, cunt heated like a fire, sirens going off for extreme temperatures. 
Oh—fuck.
His eyes meet yours and you hold his gaze for a second. The clouded look of a man being sucked dry took over his normal instant coffee colored irises. Glaucoma esque beauty in the dark swirls, and you wet your lips at the sight of him— at Eddie Munson— resident freak of Hawkins and your best friend. 
Jesus.
Both your lips explicitly mutter words with eyes wild doe like. His going from lazy pleasure to shock. Yours were covered with your palm, the other reaching, fumbling for the door knob. 
Apologizing profusely you suddenly stammer around clearing your throat and trying to leave ASAP. 
The towel around your middle, the only thing keeping you decent, glides to the ground—falling gently like that fucking feather in opening scenes of Forest Gump. Practically in slow motion but still too quick for your blind shut eyes to catch it. 
Fuck.
Pulling with both hands on the knob your heart races to shut the door, not registering that the towel is wedged tight between the frame, making it impossible to shut. 
Shit shitshitshitshitSHIT
With a last feeble attempt of yanking your arms, the latch clicks into place and you beeline to your room with a slam of your door so hard it ricocheted off the walls, making a framed picture of you and Eddie at a Metallica concert fall to the ground, shattering the glass.
What the fuck? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
Your heart boomed in your ears, back stuck to the door like you were holding it up. It wasn’t the first time you’d seen Eddie naked, pretty sure your entire graduating class saw him naked on more than one occasion. But this?! This was so mouthwatering better than any other time. 
Goosebumps spread across your skin at the burned image of Eddie getting head on your retinas. The two of you had never crossed those lines. Each dating, fucking around it never once crossed your mind what he would be like in the sack, or what his sack would be like in your mouth. 
You’re pleased when you don’t cringe at the dirty thoughts of him— it felt like second nature, like eve seeing adam —lol okay maybe not, but still! What your mind was conjuring up was biblical. 
A giggle surpasses your lips and you wipe a line of drool from the corner of your mouth. Nerves finally settling as your realization hits— who was it?
It wasn’t Sarah, you hadn’t seen her since last fall. Eddie had said she started dating Steve—his comic book “arch nemesis” but in reality another bestie, who spent most of his time wallowing on your couch about Nancy than he did actually going on dates. 
Mary ended up being a virgin—preacher’s daughter, one of seven. He stopped seeing Clarissa after she wouldn’t stop over explaining every single minute detail of her day. Could it be the girl with the green leather jacket? Darla? Daria? 
The horny ache in your belly soured like curdled milk. 
How dare her (whoever she was!) The thought of someone other than you pulling those noises from Eddie suddenly set you on edge. Rage burned through your veins like lightning. Spidering and leeching to your skin. 
The pajamas you had taken off before your shower lay in a heap on your floor and you quickly yanked them on. Muttering to yourself about every vile thing you could imagine about whoever the lucky girl was who currently had a mouthful of your roommate. 
You needed to leave. The clouds of embarrassment eased overhead, colliding with the lightning making a storm brew deep beneath your surface and you be damned if you were going to let the rain fall whilst still in this apartment. 
Keys in your palm you throw open your bedroom door, ready to bolt through your apartment and down to your car— destination unknown. 
You nearly knock him over in your attempt to run. But you’re stopped cold by sweaty bangs, a heaving chest, and the same stupid pair of boxers that had small tears along the elastic from years of wear. 
“Sweetheart…” he coaxed, voice so sugary and laced with tiny shreds of venom it could ice a wedding cake— then strike you dead. 
You had seen plenty of Eddie today, your body screamed for you to leave, but your feet were stuck in the icing, waiting for the bomb to drop. 
Warmth from your cheeks from your shame could keep a trailer with broken windows warm in a blizzard—your stomach flipped— dropped like lead as his next words hit like a bullet. 
“We need to talk.” 
part two
steve tied up
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rowanswriting · 1 year
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hmmm i can’t stop thinking about eddie being such a mean fuck in bed. mocking and teasing and degrading. repeating every little moan you make and just laughing at you when all you can do is whine in response😈
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Trigger Warning: p in v sex, female reader, name calling, slapping, if I missed something tell me please!! 18+
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(I hope this is what you were looking for!)
The sound of your headboard slapping against the wall is so intense you are surprised a hole hasn't been knocked into the wall yet. Eddie has your legs spread, and pushed back right next to your head. Tears are streaming down your face as you look up at him, your breathing labored and shaky. "Fuck Eddie please, I can't take it anymore." You cry out, a harsh slap lands across your cheek. Eddie pouts at you mockingly, before laughing.
"Shut the fuck up little slut, you're the one that was begging for my dick a few minutes ago, now take it." Your eyes tear up as he thrusts into you even harder, you didn't even think it was possible to go any harder but somehow Eddie did. You cry louder as Eddie reaches down to start rubbing your clit. "Aww poor little girl, stuffed so full of my cock and all you can do is cry about it." You nod helplessly, your lip trembling as Eddie pulls out of you abruptly before flipping you over.
"Need to fuck you from behind baby, gotta see that pretty ass bounce on my dick." He mutters out before lining himself back up with your pussy, pushing in roughly. You only cry louder as he begins fucking you even harder than he was before, his pace brutal and unforgiving. He reaches forward and grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling you back so your neck is leaning back in an uncomfortable position.
“Look at you baby, taking my dick so good. You love it when I fuck you like this don’t you? Pathetic little whore.” He spits out, his other hand slapping your ass hard, leaving welts and bruises from his rings. More hot tears stream down your face. Your eyes swollen and puffy.
“F-fuck Eddie! I’m gonna cum, please don’t stop!” You cry out, pushing your hips back in time with his thrusts, making him go deeper inside of you. He hits your g-spot three times before your vision turns white. Your orgasm hits you harder than it ever has before as you scream out for him. “That’s it baby, fuck!” He says, pushing your head down into your pillow and fucking into you while you cum around him.
“N-no more baby please.” You beg as overstimulation begins to set in. Eddie just leans his head back and laughs, leaning down over you and bringing his lips right next to your ear. “This is what you wanted remember? Filthy little whore, be quiet and milk my dick.”
It goes without saying that for the next week you can’t even sit down, after you made Eddie cum he just kept going until you both couldn’t take it anymore… but you wouldn’t have it any other way. The way Eddie fucks you is everything you need.
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mimixmunson · 18 days
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Im not sure if theres anything you can do with this, i often see fics about waking up with a boner but what about nocturnal emissions? Where Eddie is sharing a bed with reader/bestfriend reader and hes woken up covered in cum
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Eddie has a wet dream. Eddie Munson x female reader. Smut. Blurb.
I hope you enjoy, ty for the request! ♱
Waking up in Eddie’s bed was always the most comfortable way for you to wake up. His bed sheets always felt cooler, the wind through his window always hit you just right. This morning’s weather was miserable, rain drops slapping on the trailer caused you to stir in your sleep, waking you up. Peeking your eyes open, squinting them to adjust the bright light shining through his cheap nylon curtains. Eddie was turned to face away from you, a mound of his curls spread across your pillow. That man has no sense of personal space, one of his legs was laying across yours and his ass was tucked up against your hips. Looks like you took the role of the big spoon last night.
Rubbing your eyes, you take in your surroundings. Smiling down at your snoring boyfriend, you rub your palm up and down his back, tracing the freckles like they were a dot to dot puzzle. Eddie begins to stir, groaning and turning his body around to face you, smiling with his eyes still firmly closed, not wanting to wake up.
“Morning beautiful” he whispers, his voice hoarse and deeper than usual. His hand cups your cheek, pulling your face into a kiss.
“Morning Teddy.” You sigh, Eddie turns his body around completely. He’s laying on his back, his arm wraps around you pulling you closer to him as if he didn’t get enough cuddles the night before. Your hand travels to his chest, running your fingers down his skin and slipping through his body hair. It’s a dance the pair of you do every morning, he always wakes up with morning wood and you love nothing more than to wake him up with your fist for him to fuck.
Your nails reach his chest pubes, you scratch through them lightly, teasing him as you usually down. But your skin touches them, they’re damp, wet even. “Eds?” You question, assuming he’s so worked up already that pre-cum has leaked onto him. You look up at him, his face flushed and his hands covering his eyes. You feel down to his cock, and it’s soft, even more wet than his hair. Looking back up at Eddie, you smirk.
“Oh sweetheart..” you tease, “I won’t mention this again.. on one condition.” Giggling and removing his hands from his blushing face. Planting gentle kisses all over his pink cheeks, you take a handful of his ass cheek and spank him jokingly.
“What would that be, you evil little fiend.” Eddie groans, rubbing the sleep out the corner of his eyes. Smirking down at you, desperately trying to regain any control of the situation. He feels vulnerable and cracking jokes seems to be his escape plan.
“You tell me what you dreamt about, because clearly it was good.” You giggle against his arm and he feels the vibration travel through him. With his length still in your hand you squeeze the bottom of his cock playfully as you speak.
“Fiend.” Eddie repeats his words, kissing and licking your cheek as an act of rebellion. “You are a fiend, little maiden.” He chuckles, a deep belly laugh rippling through his stomach. “If you must know, I dreamt of you. All night long.” He winks and laughs again, grabbing your cheeks by his hands and you puff out your cheeks.
“Looks like you’ll have to wait a little longer for your morning glory then Eds. Until then, I guess I just get to tease you.” Smirking at him, watching as his eyes widen at your words.
“Heathen.” His words spat out like playful venom, but they’re in one ear and out the other as you straddle his waist, feeling his cum soaked cock underneath your underwear clad pussy. Nibbling down his chest, paying special attention to his nipples while you rut your hips over him. Feeling his cock immediately begin to harden, rubbing against your lacey underwear. Eddie adjusts his position and slips his silky tip inside you, moaning as he feels you clench your warm wet walls around him.
With the both of you giggling and getting worked up simultaneously, you hope Eddie gets blessed with another dream like this again.
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eddiessluttywaist · 1 year
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quick blurb cause it’s suddenly whore hours 😵‍💫: virgin!eddie, smut MDNI (fem!reader is 18+), swearing
AGELESS/BLANK/UNDER 18 BLOGS ARE NOT WELCOME TO INTERACT. PLEASE RESPECT MY RULES AND BOUNDARIES
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I can’t stop thinking about sensitive virgin!eddie munson 😵‍💫 Making him cum so fast cause of how good you make him feel. It doesn’t even have to be vaginal sex yet. You could be giving him a handjob or a blowjob, and he’s still an absolute mess.
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He isn’t particularly worried about his reputation. He’s proudly an outcast and a freak. If some jocks caught wind that he’s a virgin, the jokes would roll off of him just like everything else else(with—perhaps—the occasional sting), but he’s not worried about it. Not with you. You’d never go around sharing such personal information, you know what you do? You take care of it, instead.
This is just another example of all the many ways you’re so unbelievably perfect. You didn’t tease him or try to make him feel low about it. Instead, a flash of excitement burned in your eyes. Before you knew it, your hand was down his jeans.
“Shit…” He breathes out, lips parted as he looks down to watch you stroking and squeezing him under his boxers, then he rests his head back on his wall and screws his eyes shut. You pump him a bit faster, the excitement of it all washing over you in waves of hot and cold.
“It’s nothing special, Eds, you don’t have to flatter me. I know it’s just my hand.”
Yeah your hand. Not his. Not all rough and busted up with callouses and gnawed at. You’re smooth and sweet and delicate. He already has sloppy sputters of pre-cum slipping over the curves and angles of your perfectly manicured fingers.
“‘M not…” He starts, interrupting himself with a sigh and lets his eyes lazily flutter open to watch you again. You had smoothed your thumb over his tip and the feeling had completely caught him off guard. “‘M not being dramatic or ‘nythin.”
“You sure? You’re pretty well known for your theatrics.” You tease with a sweet smile, watching that lazy smirk tug at his lips as he eyes you with half-lidded eyes. Then you watch that quirk of his lip melt away and his mouth fall open again when you give his cock a nice squeeze. He curses under his breath and occasionally starts to thrust up into your fist.
“Wanna make you cum, Eds…” You whine and press your thighs together. The sight of him so desperate is killing you. You just want to cut to the chase and ride him until he’s unloading inside you with those small whimpers that were rising up in his throat. Not onto your hand.
“Well shit, you’re doing a pretty good job so far-” He half laughs out, trying to use humor to show he has at least some composure but his strained voice made you see right through it. He’s throbbing in your hand and you can tell just how close he was by how flushed his thick neck was getting as he tilted his head back. Fuck, the sharp angles of his jawline contrasting the plushness of his pink lips could make you cry. You spot that prominent vein on his neck and can’t help but lean in to lick a wet stripe over it while you keep jerking him off.
A groan he fails to hold in rumbles in his chest and he jerks his hips up again.
“Don’t hold back, Eds. You can cum.” You urge once you’re pulled away again and watch his expression. He’s so warm and his eyes are glossed over with a raw desire for you. His hair is all messy around his face and he lets out an almost pained groan as he leans back again and smooths his hands over his face.
“Shit-” He huffs out from behind his palms, which were tugging at the skin of his face before he finally let them go and stares at your movements with wild eyes. His bangs are even messier now, all out of place from him pawing at his face, his arms now lightly held up on either side of his head. He doesn’t know what to do with his hands for a second and then he settles one behind his head and the other on the small of your back.
“Fuck, I’m gonna-” He breathes out so quietly you almost didn’t hear him. Between your spit and his pre-cum, the slick sound of your hand working his cock nearly filled his entire bedroom.
“Please cum, Eddie. Please.” You beg, and he completely falls apart.
“Shit-” Eddie huffs out, squeezing his eyes shut again and flaring his nostrils.
“Shitshitshitshit-” He whines out, his rough voice getting a touch higher, pushing his hips out as you keep up your pace.
“Fuck! Fuuuck-” He groans, slowly melting into his spot on the bed again as he cums. His head tilting back to land on the wall by his bed, his breathing heavy as those thick ropes of cum coat your hand. You whimper at the sight, giving him another good squeeze which pulls out another grunt from him.
His eyes flutter open moments after, his chest rising and falling a bit slower now and his mouth is still open as he eyes you lifting your hand to suck his cum off your fingers.
“Shit, babe, you’re gonna get me hard again…” He breathes out with a partial laugh, a lazy smile on his face as you giggle.
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urwhorecrux · 14 days
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☆ giggly high sex with eddie :)
he'd lightly touch your side and you'd jump, him being confused yet still giggling as he watches you with hazy eyes. he's still confused on why you started giggling because it tickled but you'd just slightly pout as he still is chuckling, continuing to kiss you until you pull away because you couldn't stop giggling. he wouldn't care, he''d admire your state and your glossy eyes, still having sex as you're riding him and nuzzling your head into his neck and giggling as he thrusts into you, him having the biggest grin on your face as you both enjoy the moment and admiring the fact that you're just happy that eddie's comfortable enough around you to show this side of you during sex.
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prettybabybaby · 2 years
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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !
¡ part two ! | ¡ part three ! | ¡ part four !
¡ stranger things masterlist !
your kid brothers best friend gives you the creeps.
eddie munson is a twenty year old man repeating his senior year for the third time. he is closer to your age than your brothers.
you dread coming home for the breaks because he is always around. your brother would roll his eyes and call you crazy when you’d tell him of the inappropriate actions of his friend. it made sense that he wouldn’t believe you considering that eddie only did it when your brother wasn’t looking.
from throwing you lascivious gazes to thrusting his hips against your ass as he slid past you. you’d glare and push him away, sometimes having to resort to prying his hands from your hips when he whispers about liking his women older. but his smile would go from lecherous to innocent when your brother would come into view.
eddie held his fingers up to his mouth in the shape of a ‘v’, flicking his tongue in the space between his fingers. you grimaced at the lewd action, it sent a shiver up your spine. your brother caught sight of you and rolled his eyes, murmuring about how dramatic you were. eddie chuckled, agreeing as he sent you a wink and a sly smile.
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icu-now · 1 year
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18+ switch!eddie? but mostly sub!eddie x dom!reader, gn!reader
so ... eddie wears boxers, agreed? like he's such a boy ass boy wearing boxer shorts. he has ones with green and blue plaid; or red and navy gingham; and his fanciest pair he owns is plain denim blue (but all bought in value packs). and what you love about them more than getting to take them off heehe is how they peek out of his waistband when he reaches for something above the fridge. the shirt that already sits pretty at the edge of his belt loops with his arms down; lifts just that little bit, and the ruched cotton has you licking your lips at the tuft of hair it flattens. eddie chuckles before you can catch yourself and spill half a spoonful of cheerios and milk on the table.
okkkkk starting to scream now bc getting to take them off ... . . . you two have been making out on wayne's lazy boy for about half of a random def leppard album eddie got a boot leg of. cranked high in his room to hear it comfortably in the living room, you love it how the groans between each of his heavy breaths are amplified as you kiss down his neck. you make sure you've locked his eyes before sliding between his legs, steadying yourself on his quads. you've been palming at the denim around his thighs, hips, and crotch for about two and a half songs now and obviously for eddie that's been ages. he's whining into his shoulder and his knuckles are white clenching at the sides of his thighs wishing you'd touch him. and it's quite embarrassing how loud he gasps when you pop the button of his jeans with just your thumb and forefinger. you trail your fingers between elastic and skin until they meet at his tailbone. and u can feel how giddy he is when he does that little hip lift thing, only for you tug at his beltloops, loosening his jeans anchored by his body weight and leaving his boxers mostly on.
rightfully, you earn a, "babe--heh baby..." from eddie. kneeling between his lap, your hands meet at the crease of his hips, finally touching his hard bulge and you're smirking. you feel his thick cock heavy against his thigh and squeeze a little harder, enjoying how with each pulse of your fingers, eddie thrusts his hips into your chest.
he couldnt hold his hands at his sides anymore and tried palmed himself over your hands, but you tsk'ed them away before he could get any meaningful relief. "aw, honey, how do i know what you want if you don't use your words, huh?" you spit his own words he used on u just last night back at him, revelling in how it feels to be on the other side. eddie is so cute when he's flustered and can't think of anything he wants more than your hands under his boxers. "d'you want me to..." you cup at his balls with one hand, and bring your other to his waistband. "touch you..." you hook a finger under the elastic this time, "under here?" he can't come up with an answer for you other than a furious nod of his blushed face. you release the elastic you pulled taut and it dully snaps back onto the yummy path of hair on his lower stomach. god he's whining so loud and you fucking love how close to tears he is, you throw him a bone and sit up on your knees, kissing his jawline up to his lips. you slip a hand under his boxers as soon as your lips touch, and he almost screams. you massage at the base and slowly work your way up his shaft, preoccupying you, letting eddie slip his tounge past your lips. almost feeling bad about your cruelty, you let him kiss you sloppy as you start to spread his precum over the head of his cock. once you did that, he almost jerked you off of his lap, and that's when you've had enough. you take a step back from the lazy boy, admiring the pair of green and blue plaid he put on today, and yank the cotton clean off his hips to bunch at his knees with his jeans. you look at him through your lashes, biting a smile, and his giggles are delirious in response.
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not proofread! sorry wayne ill get u a new lazyboy!!
a/n hiiiiii this is the first fic ive written in years and my first smutty fic! ive been a long long long time reader and always wanted to write fics to bam first post heheeh ALSO im taking requests! if anyone is reading this lol here's my inbox :)
pls lmk if u liked this :*
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starkeysprincess · 2 years
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all I can think about is Eddie fucking you in front of a mirror
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you’re bent over as he’s thrusting into you, “Fuck princess, you’re taking me so well” he groans as watches his cock sliding in and out of you. Your hand reaches behind you, grabbing his wrist and squeezing as your face is buried against your other arm, moans and whines leaving your lips.
a gasp escapes your throat as you feel him wrap his arm around your neck pulling you up, your back pressed against his chest.
“Look at how fucked out you look, sweetheart” he grunts as his hand cups your jaw and pulls your head up, making you look into the mirror. The only response he gets from you is whimpers and your hand wrapping behind his neck, “Eddie, please” you begged.
“Please what?” he taunts as his moves his hand down to press and circle against your clit. “Please, let me cum” you cried out at the feeling of his fingers on your clit and his cock pounding into you.
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wormm-mom · 10 months
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I love the fact that the fandom just collectively decided that Eddie has a vein running along the underside of his cock when he gets hard
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corrodedwritings · 3 months
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this is exactly what I imagine he looks like when mechanic!Eddie gets home from work. Sleepy and tired and oh so dirty. I need him I fear😭
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All the notifs on my cockwarming spencer fic got me thinking about other characters and where/when they’d wanna be cockwarmed and the first one to come to mind is Eddie (nsfw under the cut, Modern AU, gamer!Eddie x fem!reader)
He convinced you to join him on a twitch live and play his current game fixation with him. You’re not too keen on playing vs watching like you usually do until he says that he wants your cunt wrapped around him while he plays.
There’s some making out and fingers in your pussy “to make sure you’re ready” but then Eddie doesn’t stop when you start squirming and clenching your thighs. “Wanted to make sure you were relaxed, I know you don’t like being on camera,” he whispers as you cum around his fingers.
Then he moves and gets situated on his gamer chair pants and boxers kicked off to the side. His dick is hard and waiting, the tip red and aching and shiny with precum, while he adjusts the chair and camera to make sure the two of you are only seen from mid chest up.
Once all set, he beckons you over and helps you sink onto his cock, the two of you letting out moans as you finally envelop him entirely.
And then he starts the live.
You can feel every twitch of his cock inside you and you try your best to keep quiet or lace your groans with anger so watchers think you’re mad at the game. But then you notice how every time you squeeze your pussy around his cock, Eddie falters in the game. Now you’re using that to your advantage with a smirk on your lips each time you clench around him, and he can’t say anything because his headset is on, so he tries to fein anguish for the game when really he’s trying to keep himself in check so he doesn’t bust or get annoyed enough to fuck you silly while on camera.
You come out the winner and Eddie’s viewers go wild in the chat, but they're cut off abruptly when Eddie says goodnight to them all and turns off the live and his camera so he can fuck you stupid, bent over his computer desk.
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rowanswriting · 9 months
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Going down on Steve when he’s trying to play a video game with Eddie, stopping him as he tries to quickly mute his headset, as you smirk at him from your knees. “No baby, let him hear.” Eddie may spend the whole time hard in his pants, hearing you go down on his best friend.
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eddiessluttywaist · 1 year
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p*ssydrunk!eddie munson x fem!reader (smut MDNI)
AGELESS/BLANK/UNDER 18 BLOGS ARE NOT WELCOME TO INTERACT. PLEASE RESPECT MY RULES AND BOUNDARIES
based off this post i made when i was too lazy to write it 🫠
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Eddie’s laying back on his bed, soft huffs leaving his lips as you ride him. He was so sensitive today, and while you were partial to him taking control—you couldn’t deny how much you enjoyed having him like this. Sprawled out with pink cheeks and messy hair, needy and unbelievably pussy drunk.
He really needed you today, after all the energy he had spent on his latest campaign. He loved it and everything it took to get these sessions to his liking, but that didn’t mean it didn’t exhaust him. He was all wound up throughout with excitement and then had a serious low when they were over, and he needed some major R&R—which you were a major part of.
It was raining outside, which always left the two of you particularly comfortable and almost sleepy—you always had the best lazy sex during these days. The kind of fucking where you just take your time and enjoy every little motion and breath, every caress. You were used to his drop in energy and his chase for dopamine replenishment after campaigns, and you were—of course—always ready to take care of him.
You had been raising your hips and sitting back onto him in a sloppy, lazy kind of way and tears pricked at the sensitive man’s eyes as you did so—all with soft praises and comforting words slipping from your lips. He wasn’t upset by any means, simply stimulated just enough that the pleasure was overwhelming at times. His large hands were placed on top of your soft thighs and his lower lip was all swollen and pink from him biting at it while he watched you.
“Shit… ‘m-” he cut himself off with a pleased groan at you involuntarily squeezing around him at the sound of his voice. “‘m close.”
You whimper at the thought of him finishing inside you—something that still got to you even after all this time—and start to pick up your pace a bit, but this makes him hiss in through his teeth and shake his head. You can hear his hair scratching again the cheap fabric of his bedding as he tries to show his feelings on you speeding things up. You slow back down and he loosens his hold on your thighs where he had been squeezing them when you started bouncing on him.
Now you’re sitting flush against him and grinding, a soft moan escaping you at the way his tip was nudging that spongy spot inside you and his pubic bone was nudging your clit.
“So big, Eds…” you sigh happily, making him whimper underneath you and push his hips up. “S-so fuckin’ deep.”
Your hand rests over your lower stomach and press on the barely visible bulge caused by him and him alone.
“Look, baby, fuck- I can see your cock in me.” You pant out, squeezing around him again and he lifts his head to stare at the spot you were mentioning with glossy eyes. He almost can’t see the subtle protrusion until the lighting hits the right way, and he feels his jaw go slack and his lips parting slightly. His eyes flutter as he watches your stomach and he pushes his hips up before groaning as he falls apart under you.
You feel that hot, blooming sensation of him coating your walls with his cum and it makes you shudder with appreciation. You stop grinding on top of him and continue riding him properly. Eddie’s face contorts with a sort of pleasure and pain, but his voice is caught in his throat. He chokes out another noise as he cums again, and you hum happily.
“Feel better, baby?”
You smile when he nods his head and lets out a contented chuckle.
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prettybabybaby · 2 years
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a request for u !! could you please write more about eddie the way he’s written in the fic that starts with “your kid brother’s best friend gives you the creeps” ? thank u so so much !!
¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !
content warning: fem!reader, groping
¡ part one ! | ¡ part three ! | ¡ part four !
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“what color panties are you wearing?” eddie asks as you’re forced to walk past. you ignore him and roll your eyes, shuffling past him. just as you think you’re safe, your skirt lifts quickly, being let down just as fast. you turn, angry expression already on your face as you glare at him.
he smiles, chewing on the gum in his mouth, “white. so delicate and innocent. are you innocent?”
you flush, pursing your lips. “cut it out.”
“aw,” he reaches for your thigh, his feather light touch slid from the hem of your skirt to your knee. goosebumps rose in his wake. your heart beats a little quicker.
his hand moves to grope your upper thigh as soon as you let your guard down. you should’ve known. “I can help you with that, you know?” he shoots closer to you, staring up at you with eerily darkened eyes.
you can’t help the throb in your heat, flushing further. can he feel it? “let go of me, freak,” you seethe, attempting to free your leg.
“mmm,” he hums, using both of his hands to run up and down your thigh, occasionally squeezing the plush flesh. “you’re so pretty. I wanna-” he stops abruptly, dropping his hands and leaning back on the couch.
“eddie! I didn’t know you were coming over today.”
you whip your head around, giving your brother a panicked look. did he see?
“what?” he asked meanly, shaking his head as he walked past you. he wandered into the kitchen, leaving you alone with eddie once more.
he flipped your skirt and smacked your ass, leaving his touch lingering there before giving it a squeeze and winking. he dropped your skirt and gave your ass a few taps while signaling you to leave.
you gave him an incredulous look, ultimately leaving with your face burning.
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kiszkathecook · 8 months
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has anyone written a captain hook!Eddie Munson AU or am i gonna have to do this myself
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