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emsgoodthinkin · 8 months

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~ never did this before | virgin!Eddie Munson x virgin! Thick!Fem Reader \\ modern au

This story is based off the song Wet Dreamz by Jcole **recommend listening to it first to understand the story// can be perceived/read regardless if you are a poc; as I am mixed ♡ [descriptions of reader having tan skin and brown eyes; so it meets in the middle if you are a poc or not]

• Summary: after weeks of flirting and crushing on each other, you finally pop a serious question into your bestfriend Eddie’s head, and he has a hard time providing you with an honest answer // this is more like a rom com

• Warnings: MDNI; smut (not too explicitly) fluff, both kinda experienced? soft Eddie, cocky Eddie, sassy reader, brief mentions of smoking and drinking, he’s a little bit of a perv, masturbation, 69, protected piv, premature ejaculation, heavy petting, grinding, confessions, slight insecure thoughts? (both are 18+) word count :3.4k //sry 4 errors

Eddie’s Pov

Calculus. The last class of the day. My favorite class overall.

There she sat, giggling on her phone, showing me silly photos she took of her dog Skittle, the sun shining just right on her honey toned tanned skin, hair laying just as perfect as ever in that simple, claw clip. Curls and wavy bangs sectioned to shape her face, brown eyes that matched mine and oh those glossy lips..

I wanna kiss you so fucking bad baby.

Her outfit of the day, that new pink and black checkered shirt she got at the mall that I drove her to.

It’s so tight on you sweetheart, your tits look beautiful today.

White Reeboks as I have, but very much cleaner…

Those 100% perfectly stretchy, acid wash jeans you wear every week that fit your ass so fucking bad.. fuck don’t bend over.. don’t—

“Eddie? what’s wrong with you?”

Fuck— didn’t realize the moan that I slipped out when she dropped her phone, she cracked it..but all I could focus on were the back of her thighs when she bent over

“Sorry uh- I think I’m just sore from carrying those amps last night”, he says now rubbing his not sore bicep with a pout

Lie.

“Oh babe I’m sorry, come by later and I can rub it out for you” she replies

Why the fuck would you say that to me right now—

“Oh yeah? You’d just love to get your hands on me always huh sweetheart? ” leaning back in my seat, with a cocky smile

You blush and shove my arm playfully “you’re so stupid, you know what I meant”

——

She’s been like this for the past month, after Harringtons party. Smoking and drinking under that patio umbrella, away from everyone else. Laughing, holding on to each other for dear life. I tell her jokes, she ugly laughs. I love her laugh, it’s not fake it’s genuine like her.

We met at the drink table, both preferring whiskey over the red shit they put out.

We talked about our intrests, I was very suprised and impressed with how she carried herself. How she talked about herself. How she sat comfortably on my lap; as if we knew each other for forever.

Obviously her thick hips in that royal blue, tacky dress she wore caught my attention first

It takes a certain kinda person to make me laugh but she.. she was probably the most funniest and beautiful fucking girl I’ve never seen. A few beauty marks as she would call it, scattered down her neck and arms. Eyelashes so dark she could always pass on the mascara, the sweet charm and sass she had to her.. she was something different.

She was fresh to town and it was relief to meet someone new. Similar childhood experiences, divorced parents but her dad stopped reaching out to them. Her mom was just a bitch to her. Very narcissistic person but, she had her kind moments. She definitely wasn’t the worse mother I’ve ever heard of.

All of that lead to a heavy make out session in the bathroom.

Sitting at the edge of the toilet, her scratching the back of my head with those sharp coffin shaped nails, me squeezing the fat of her ass on my lap. Hell, I was surprised how into this she was.. considering I’ve only kissed two girls in my life.

Sure I’ve watched my fair share of porn, visited sex stores, took a few notes; even got a handy under the bleachers last year from Carol. She forgot to pay for the weed I gave her, she offered, why not.

“Oh yeah, what’s your name again?” I ask kissing down her neck

“Y/N, but you can call me anything you want right now” she whimpers at the feeling of me nipping her throat

-“fuck you’re a r-really good kisser”

“-could say the same about you sweetheart” feeling the roll of her heat over my already strained dick.

I wonder how many guys she’s done this with

“Sorry, I don’t usually do this but, there’s just something so sexy about you”—

Biggest fucking ego boot ever.

“Fuck baby, if you keep talkin to me like that I’m gonna bust”

“Awe, am I making you feel some typa way Eddie?” She smirks looking down at me

“You know you are”

—

Unfortunately that ended quicker than it started, Robin got too hungover and needed our space.

She told me her classes and we exchanged numbers.

After that we talked everyday on FaceTime after getting home from school. I show her a new guitar riff and she shows me the new necklaces or shirts she ordered.

Sometimes she’d forget she was on camera and changed out of her bra a few times.

Hey, couldn’t help but to look come on, I am just a man

I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve fucked myself to that imagine every morning.. and evening and night..

Slept on the phone together, hung out at lunch together.

I only ever seen her at lunch other than at the end of the day in Mrs. Wilson’s calculus class. Bringing us back to now

——

“Mr. Munson are you done chatting now?” Wilson knocks me out of my trance

“Sorry bout that, yes ma’am” giving her a thumbs up sitting back up straight as she rolls her eyes subtly.

You slide me note. Folded up, in blue highlighted letters

You ever have sex before? Circle Yes or No ♡

fuck—we never even discuss stuff like that! how haven’t we? Don’t embarrass yourself man

Course I have, why? what’s got you so curious? ;)

I watch her look away quickly, gulping when she covers the paper to respond back

Well.. you’re cute and shit & was wondering if you wanna come over friday..? My parents have been gone all week and..we can hang or do whatever.. ♡

Did she wanna fuck? I hope so —wait you’re a virgin idiot, wait is she? probably not

I’m already there babe ;)

I reply with an easy smile, hiding the fact I’m in a state of panic

Good.. and uh bring those handcuffs on your wall too.. ♡

No way she’s a virgin talking like that

She rushes outta the classroom at the bell, turning back with a wink

Holy shit I gotta talk to Harrington.

“-and that’s what I’m saying dude, just sweet talk her, treat her like a princess, rub her in all the right places”—

“Okay but what ARE those places? I know her like tits and shit.. and well under her panties but what does it feel like? Ya know putting in it? What if I cum too fast and she laughs or runs away and never talks to me again..”—

I’ve been pacing back in forth in Family Video, loud where all the customers could hear. Definitely loud enough for Robin to upchuck her lunch

“No Eddie- just, come back here— Rob? watch the front please?” Steve grabs me by the shoulder making a bee line to the stock room

Sitting on the empty table still trying to gather my thoughts of Steve’s advice. “Well?” I rush out

“Damn man let me sit down first” he scoffs pulling a chair over to me

“Alright, you wanna know what inside a vagina feels like right?”

“Jesus, can you just say pussy or some shit”

“Same thing” he glared

“Okay well it’s not really sexy to just say vagina-

-“god Eddie, do you wanna know or not?” I can tell I’m testing his patience, I shut my lips, nodding eagerly

“Okay, so It’s like this- well like wet and really, really warm, almost like hot bath around your dick or a tight hug”—

“Wow, a hot bath thanks for the analogy Steve, I’ll make sure to take one when I get home”

He deadpans at me. “You asked me and I’m telling you, it’s hard to really explain other than a tight, wet warm hug. Oh!” he snaps his finger”-and sometimes it’ll tighten around your cock when she’s about to cum and holy shit dude— you better hold your load because the first time I had sex, it lasted about 10 seconds” My eyes widen

“WHAT!?” I shout before him shushing me “King Steve was a minute man?”— I joke

“Hey I said at first, when you get used to having sex your stamina gets better and for me personally”— he leans in “I can last approximately 45 minutes and 27 seconds” he sits back proudly

Cocky bastard.

Shit.

How long will I last? Will jerking off more boost my stamina?

——

Since that afternoon I did as much research as a I could, making a DIY sponge fleshlight.

That was a fail, got carpet burn.

Even bought condoms from the corner store, didnt know what size i was so, i grabbed all 4 boxes

Practicing my stroke game, using my pillow as a hole.

Down. Glide. Up. Down. Guide up.

Ow, fuck, cramp, cramp

This shits hard. My back hurts.

Throwing away the 8th used condom of the day, tossing myself in my desk chair, forehead sweaty, wrists throbbing; hearing my phone go off

FaceTime from Crush🖤

“Ah, fuck”— grabbing a shirt, wiping off the excess sweat off my skin, putting my pants back on, setting the phone up on my night stand, grabbing the guitar quickly setting it on my lap— “Hey! Sweetheart, what’s up, what are you up to?”

“I could ask you the same thing why is your face so red?” She asks giggling, laying on her tummy, tits spilling out , kicking her socked feet from behind

“Just took a hot shower is all”

“But your hairs not wet?” you give me a suspicious look, “Oh yeah, I just tied it up..sooo still want me over tomorrow?”

“Hell yeah! I picked up cookie dough the edible kind because I know you like that anddddd”- she reaches over her phone to grab something—“I rented whole stab franchise for a throwback”- showing me her laptop screen

“Well, that sounds like a party to me”

“You got that right..” She replies, biting her lip as if I didn’t notice,- “Anywaysss, just calling to remind you, see you tomorrow im tired, goodnight dummy *mwah*

She always ends our calls with a kiss on screen

Fuck I’m hard again

“Can’t wait sweetheart, sweet dreams” ending the call, looking down at my bulge

Welp, gotta jerk off again

Friday. THE day I might lose my virginity to the sexiest girl in school. My best friend.

I wake up earlier than usual, do my morning ritual, a joint. My nerves making me shower twice.

Should I shave?

Would she care?

A little trim wouldn’t hurt

May or may have not nicked my balls. Not too bad, maybe she won’t notice. Finding my nicest pair of jet black jeans I own, I only wear ‘em for special occasions and a wife beater? Nah that’s too much right? A flannel would help. Yeah. Definitely.

Hey I look kinda good, checking myself out in the mirror

Alright, wallet, keys, condoms, I glance over at the cuffs on the wall. Can’t forget those, stuffing them in my back pocket

—

My palms are sweaty, fuck even my ass is sweating.. 3 cigarettes already in, on my way to her house; of course I have a bad fucking hair day today, so I just opted for a low bun.

Before I could even knock, you open the door my jaw already on the floor

“Hi dummy!” You jump giving me a hug, pulling me inside.

What the hell is she wearing

A transparent green knitted, cropped sweater

is that her nipple I see? Those goddamn Nike shorts are doing her a favor—“Someone’s excited to see me?” Kicking off my shoes

“I’m always excited to see you.. also nice hair”

and neck goddamn, what is hell is he wearing you think, already feeling horny from the sight of my neck being so exposed

those jeans are doing his fine ass a favor

fuck I’m wet already

“Come on, already got it all set up for us”

“Lead the way princess” following behind you

I need to bite those fuckin legs.

——

We always sit like this on movie nights. Me against your headboard, back against my chest. I don’t remember how it started but I love it.

“Didn’t David Arquette also play in Spree?”

I squint back at the tv, “Uh yeah yeah he did, he was Kurt’s dad I think”

She replies with a mouthful “omyeah”

My hands have been holding both sides of her hips the whole time, occasionally rubbing them with my thumbs; every time I do it your breath picks up

Something else is about to be up—

“Huh?”

“Did you even hear me? You’ve been zoning out a lot recently”, you say sitting crisscross

“Something on your mind Ed’s?”

Gulp

“No no just— “ sigh

“Yeah, you. You’ve been on my mind.”

She smiles looking down, cocking her head to the side

“Oh yeah? Been thinking about me have you?” She grins

“You have no idea. ”

My breath hitches when you straddle me

Fuck me

“Wanna tell me these thoughts you’ve been having?” she asks twirling a piece of my bang

Remember what Steve said, sweet talk her

“Why don’t I just show you pretty girl”

Her smirk instantly falls, cheeks crimson “shit.. okay”

Running my hand up your thighs firmly, wrapping my arm around your lower back, my free hand pulling your face closer into my lips. “Like that baby?”

Who the fuck are you she thinks

“Fuck, yeah kiss me again”, I stare blankly until my eyes turn to pure lust, pushing her down to her back climbing on top to ease my tongue back into her mouth, my hips grinding into yours, hearing you whimper…

You’d think that’d make me harder but it’s when you grind back into me that did it

“You’re so beautiful you know that baby?.. fuck been missing these lips for weeks..”

“Shit, me too, been needing you so close to my body recently it’s been killin me,” she whines, rubbing her hands down my chest

—“that’s why I asked you to come over, could tell you were feeling me too”

You’re right about that, I mumble sucking your neck,

I’ve practiced giving myself hickies on my arms freshmen year.

Eddie, score

“That tank top Eddie.. t-take off the flannel let me see you? Please?” You ask giving me doe eyes. I sit up eagerly throwing it about, she sits up on her elbows, throwing off her sweater

The goddamn groan I let out

Jesus Christ

You lie back down bashfully covering yourself

A whore being shy huh?

“Whattt? She asks feeling self conscious,

“You’re..fuck.. just let me get a closer look please?” I plead, you nod shyly

Squeezing your breasts hard in my palm, licking my lips, nipping them, kissing them, hearing you gasp “holy shit -

“What??”

I do it again, in combination with my tongue, She doesn’t stop me she moans, making me feel bolder, “ Lemme take these off?” My thumbs already ready to yank your shorts down

You don’t answer

“Hey, it’s just me you know you’re beautiful to me, right?”

“Yes..you can take em off” she whispers

Thinking it’d be hot to yank them down quick like those sex movies

I try it..

“Ow! Fuck what the hell?” She jerks

I didn’t know she had the goddamn drawstring tied. , “Ow..you pout rubbing your hip, “Shit I’m sorry! I’m sorry”

I’m already fucking up, “It’s okay.. it’s just tied” she says undoing them pulling them off herself, holding her hands in her lap

I lean down to kiss both hips as an apology, looking up at you slowly undoing your hands

Cute little hair she has

“Can I um..”

She looks down at me gaining back her confidence, “You wanna eat me don’t you?” My eyes widen, gripping her side, “Yesss.. really bad” but I don’t know how to —

“Can I see you too?” again with that lip bite

“Of course” okay.. here goes nothing whispering to myself , yanking my jeans and all down in one swift motion, staring at the spot on the ceiling

You scoff with the sour look, “Oh my god”

WHAT WHAT WHAT

“You’re packing Eddie”

“Oh..thank fuck, really? I wouldn’t say that but..” I sit back in front of her

“Can I touch it?” You ask still staring at my cock

-..But I wanna taste you.. what if we..you lay on me but backwards..? Like 69?” I recommend

She nods eagerly, nervously but very excited, “Okay.. just don’t look at my asshole.. there’s a spot on it that looks like I didn’t wipe but it’s not what you think! It’s a freckle..”, I chuckle, rubbing your cheek nodding

Laying down flat, you swing your legs over my face

Oh god fuck, “Such a pretty pussy” i mumble

Suck a pretty cock you think

You’re both horny as fuck, both licking on each other immediately —“Jesus fuck!” I shout, hearing and feeling you choke on my dick

“Y/n, y-you done this before?”

“Yeah—“

Damnit.

-“But it was with a guy at my old school, said I was the best head he ever had” , you say rubbing my balls

Hot.

Okay Eddie do what feels right

so that’s the clit? how cute

Bringing my lips around your nub, licking you, tasting you, “Oh god why do you taste so good, you smell so..sweet?”

“Was that a question?” You ask popping my dick outta your mouth

“No, no just the sweetest pussy I’ve never tasted”-

the only pussy I’ve ever tasted

I’ve never smelt anything like this, I think I’m addicted

Flicking my tongue a few time feeling you react in a high pitched moan, sucking and massaging it lightly, my eyes flutter spotting your ass hole winking at me

“Holy shit” she’s pretty everywhere

“What?”

“You have such a pretty ass” blurting out

“Eddie! I told you not to look!” She whines trying to climb off, “Shut up I do what I want”saying firmly, pulling you back down by your thighs; sticking my pointer finger in your cunt,

so that’s the squeeze Steve was talking about

“Ohmyg— fuckk yes please” she vibrates around me, a guttural moan purging from my throat, curling my finger like they said —

“Oh! Fuck yes keep doing that Eddie baby please”—

“I am, I am baby you just suck my dick”—

Holy shit who am I—

“-Eddie I think I’m gonna cum yep, I’m gonna cum..”—

“Wait really?”

“Yes!”

“Really?” Asking again “YES EDDIE SHUT UP AND KEEP GOING, FUCK”—

Thrusting faster, licking faster I feel your wetness roll down and down into my mouth instantly making me cum in yours

“Fuck baby like that, fuck did you..just swallow?—“ I ask but you proceed to keep sucking-“OKAY OKAY, stop, s-shit!”

Pleading trying to stop you from overstimulating me further, “Shit.. sweetheart, that dude was right, that was the best head I’ve ever got”

The only head I’ve ever got

She lays back down beside me with a large grin,” Was that your first time getting head? You came so fast for me”

Lie.

Not replying I get up, finding the condom in my Jean pocket, “What’re ya doing?” You ask with a questioned expression, “Condom?” I hold up “Oh, oh yeah yeah right duh”—

Fuck I forgot with which way it goes on— got it

Turning back to you, cock still hard, nudging your core

You give me a small smile, watching me hesitantly about to slip my tip in

“Wait! Wait!”-

“What? Sorry, I didn’t ask”—

“Eddie I need to tell you something..”

“Yeah?”

“I can tell you definitely know what you’re doing but I just.. be gentle because I’ve never done this before..”

never done this before, never done this before

I stare like a deer in headlights, the weight off my shoulders lifted. I laugh sarcastically to myself , “That’s, well.. I should probably tell you I’ve never done it either.. like ima”—

“Virgin too?”

“Yeah, surprise?” feeling embarrassed, “How did I not know that? We tell each other everything” shrugging, “Not sure, but I’m glad you told me before I stuck ya”

“Ew don’t say stuck me weirdo”

“Look, I don’t know what I’m doing at all, I had to ask Steve for advice.. I figured you would know more I mean since you wanted my handcuffs”-, you bite your lip, head shaking

“I said that because, I figured you’d know how to use em”

“There actually just for decoration sweetheart, looked kinda metal”, we laugh in awe with each other , “But here we are..” I say biting the skin on my lip—

“Yeah here we are” you look back up at me, hopeful, “Do you wanna stop?”

“No..do you wanna stop?”

“Nah, been hoping you’d be my first actually”, you blush at my statement pulling me down for a deep kiss , “Let’s do it..”

“..but what if I cum too fast? that would be humiliating”—

- “I understand how it works.. don’t feel bad if you do, I promise I won’t laugh Ed’s” she squeezes my hand lovingly

My heart is erect

I nod, looking over all of you again, spreading your thighs a little wider, “I’ll go slow”

Furrowing my brows in consentration, slipping my tip in, surprisingly not easy mother fuck—

“Holy fuck you’re so-

“Tight? I know I have a hard time fingering my self as is”

“Why would you tell me that at this very second,” I try not to laugh, holding my shit together, “that’s so hot by the way,” bottoming you out, we gasp in sync

“Oh god”-

“What?”

“Holy god”—

“What!?? You alright?” She asks , “I’m about to cum already”—

“I told you, it’s okay”

“I know but that’s so embarrassing”

You clench around me on purpose, suddenly your eyes widen, feeling a warmth from inside, while also hearing me grunt almost in pain above you

Silence.

“Im so sorry fuck,” pulling out, shocked at how full my condom is, “Did you cum?”, she scrunches her nose, “No silly”

“But you squeezed me?”

“Yeah but, I didn’t have an orgasm”

Fucking Steve

-“But Steve said when a girl cums she clenchs around us” explaining further—

“First off, I’m gonna need you to not take advice from Steve and second, I mean according to my girlfriends we do.. it’s like a few squeezes but apparently we really squeeze for a long time when we do cum? Maybe even shake? I’m not sure but I think I’d know when I felt it”

Well shit

He looks like a sad puppy this won’t do you think

“But hey, we can try again right? Don’t be embarrassed if anything it’s kinda hot”

“Really?”

“I mean yeah, I made you cum in under like 1 second, biggest ego boot ever” you lighten the mood, nudging my shoulder smiling at me, pulling me for another kiss, “Don’t ever tell anyone that” holding my forehead to yours

You smirk, holding your pinky up “I promise”, Interlocking mine, noticing your body shifted closer, staring at your lips, “Let me try again Sweetheart” your eyes also on mine, nodding, crawling back to you, chasing your touch, taking each others breath—

Was that a car door??

“Is someone here?”

“Honey we’re home!”

FUCK, not now!!

(again recommend you listen to Wet dreamz by Jcole; it’s a bop)

reblogs appreciated // this was fun. let me know your thoughts? I do realize the smut was kinda rushed? Should there be a part 2? Suggestions? Comments? Feel like I should have kept going for them to restart again but I dunno🤷🏽‍♀️

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mamibaddie · 2 years

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18+ only! Contains smut! Minors DNI.

Perv!bestfriend!Eddie asking you if you could plug in his amp and turn it on for him. “Sure!” You say, grabbing the plug from his hands. You get on your knees and bend over. Your shorts are so short that your cheeks pop out a little. Eddie stares at you from behind. Wondering what it’s like to grip you and hit it from behind. You start to stand back up but Eddie stops you, asking if you can bring the amp a little more to the back of the wall. You bend back over as he feels at the bulge in his pants, pre-cum wetting his boxers and beginning to make an appearance on the front of his pants.

Perv!bestfriend!Eddie and you eating ice cream in his van. He’s trying really hard not to look at you because he knows he’ll be so turned on. You look at him and his Vanilla Cone is starting to melt from how hot it is. “Oh no, it’s about to drip!” Eddie blinks at you a few times before realizing you mean his cone. “Oh.” And right before he grabs at some napkins to wipe it away. You gently grab his wrist and begin to lick at the part that’s about to drip off of his fingers all the way to the top of the cone, all while looking him in the eyes. “There, all clean.”

Perv!Bestfriend!Eddie who spends the night with you in your room. He’s so overwhelmed because he’s in your room….in your bed…underneath the sheets that smell like you…lying right next to you. He knows he shouldn’t, but he can’t help his hand from crawling underneath the sheets and fisting himself. He looks at you, laying on your side but also your stomach. Wearing a sports bra and the tiniest shorts he’s ever seen on you. Your ass is centimeters from touching him. If he turns on his side right now, he could easily rub up against you, but he wouldn’t. That’s going too far. But what he doesn’t know is that you’re actually up. You can hear his breathy moans and whimpers along with the slick sound of him masturbating. “Eddie?” You whisper, feigning sleep. Eddie stops, for a second he’s frozen and then moved to cover himself up with the covers. “Y-yes?” He responds. You turn over on your side so that you’re facing him. He looks like he’s trying to keep his cool. Awkwardly smiling. You look at his crotch and then back to him. “What you got there?” “N-nothing.” He swallows harshly. “Doesn’t seem like nothing.” You move closer to him. “We have to house all to ourselves.” You say, sitting up on your elbow. Moving your hand to brush a piece of his hair that had stuck to his cheek. Your hand moving down his neck and past his chest. “We can be as loud as we want, it’s just you and me remember? Don’t you want to play mommy and daddy?”

You ask Perv!bestfriend!Eddie if he can come over, you have something to show him. He isn’t quite sure what it is but his mind is racing with all the perverted possibilities. You open the door with a long jacket on and hurriedly grab his wrist and bring him up the stairs to your room. “Sit down!” You motion to your chair. He smiled nervously and sits down. “So, what’s this all about?” You look him in the eye and take off your jacket. Showing him one of your many majorette costumes you got from college. His eyes are wide as he harshly swallows. “I wanted to show you one of my outfits! I know you’ve been asking about them lately, I also wanted to show you one of my dances too! If that’s okay?” He’s practically speechless because his asking had easily turned into begging. Desperate to see your body in one of your outfits after he had seen it in your closet. He often fantasized about fucking you with one of them on. All he can do is nod his head. You clap your hands and excitedly move to turn on your stereo. You start dancing and all he can focus on is your thighs, ass, and breasts with each movement. His breathing becoming hallowed. Squeezing and rubbing his thighs up and down in an attempt to calm himself down.

Hanging out with Perv!bestfriend!Eddie. He’s in the kitchen grabbing some snacks before a movie. You’re in his room looking through your purse for one of your chapsticks. Frustrated you decide to dump out its contents onto the floor. The chapstick you’re looking for rolls under his mattress. “Shit!” You say before bending over and blindly feeling for it. You find it and pull it out alongside a notebook that has pieces of paper sticking out of it. You noticed a couple pages dog-eared and you flip it open. You see it’s porn models cut-out from magazines and…that’s weird.. they look so similar to you. Like creepily similar. You hear Eddie coming into his room. “I hope you like salt-and vinegar chi….” He stops himself because fuck! You found one of his many secret stashes inspired by you. You slowly turn around, still looking at the notebook. “Um.. I can explain…” Eddie says. Cheeks and neck incredibly red and sweat forming underneath his bangs. “That’s so weird!” You say and he feels like passing out. He prepares himself for you to call him all sorts of names before storming out of his trailer. You look up at him, and point at one of the models. “I have the same underwear! Actually I have it on right now!” You set the notebook down on his mattress and lift up your skirt. “See!” Now, Eddie feels like cumming then passing out.

Perv!bestfriend!Eddie who snuck into your room when you weren’t home, going through your things. He pocketed a small sample of your perfumes to take with him. He Heard you coming up the stairs, so he had to think quickly. He hid in your closet, that happens to have shutters that you can slightly peer through. And peer through he did. But what he didn’t know was that you knew Eddie was there. If his signature scent, which was weed & cigarettes, wasn’t enough; you noticed his van parked a block away on your way home. You begin to strip out of your clothes. Eddie can’t believe what’s unfolding in front of him. He tries to resist blinking as much as possible. Taking it all in, wishing he brought a camera with him. He slowly unbuckles his belt, shoving his hand down his pants when you do the same. You begin rubbing your clit, letting out a moan. Eddie shutters, biting his lip to get from moaning out loud. Just before you both reach your climaxes together. You turn towards your closet, somehow looking Eddie in the eye, letting out a breathy moan of his name. He stops breathing but his hand keeps going. Furiously tugging at himself, he shudders right before he cums all over your closet door. And there’s a lot of it. He can’t even believe how much there is. A couple drops landing a few of your shirts, down his pants, and landing on his shoes and floor.

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greengoblinswifey · 2 years

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I Love You Too Much

Eddie Munson x Black!Reader

Summary: Eddie had a dream you left him and you reassure him you would never.

Warnings: Mentions of breaking up, insecurity, angst?, fluff

“Ah shit, I didn’t want to wake you,” Eddie sniffled, wiping his tears.

“What’s wrong, why’re you crying love? you asked, a hint of sadness in your voice.

“It’s nothing, go back to bed.” He thought it was stupid, and it’d sound even more stupid saying it out loud. You would never leave him, would you?

“Please Ed, talk to me,” you pleaded.

He sighed and caved, knowing you wouldn’t go back to bed with him crying.

“I had a dream, a dream that you broke up with me for someone better and I guess it hit me that maybe you’ll find someone better,” he said.

“Baby boy no. There is no one better than you. No one is better for me than you. I would never, ever leave you. I’d never even think about leaving you sweetie. I love you too much. Please don’t cry,” you reassured, rubbing his back.

“You mean it?”

“I mean it. I swear on Dustin’s mother’s life,” you said, making him laugh.

“There he is! I love you Ed.”

“I love you too Y/N. Now please hold me.”

You obliged and wrapped your arms around him as his head was on your chest listening to your steady heartbeat.

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apocalypse-shuffle · 1 year

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EDDIE MUNSON (stranger things)

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“Say It” (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)

| You, Eddie, and the back of his van.

| NSFW, 18+, minors dni, penetrative vaginal sex, dirty talk(I guess?)

| 800+ words

“C’mon, you can take it, can’t you pretty girl?”

You moan, breath punching out of you from the way Eddie’s pistoling his hips. His thrusts are relentless, only seeming to change when he picks up pace every few minutes.

“Yea-” you choke out.

Your head’s rolling all over the place on the soft fabric of the blanket Eddie layed out for you in the van as you're taken in the back of it. Eddie makes a low noise, voice hoarse as he bends towards you. Your bodies press more firmly together and your tongue practically lolls out of your mouth.

“You love it, don’t you? Say you love this cock.”

You whine and subconsciously clench harder around your boyfriend.

“Ah fuck -shit- baby I love your cock,” your eyes squeeze shut as Eddie moans and his periodic burst of energy comes back. “I-I love how you feel inside me, stretching me out so g-”

As you talk Eddie puts his hand at the base of your stomach, making sure he’s above where the imprint of his length is carving a path through you, and you wheeze as he pushes down.

“J-Jesus fuck,” you gasp.

Eddie chuckles in your ear and then starts nipping at your throat. The few strands of hair that are too short to stay in the messy ponytail he put it in tickles at your face and makes short little giggles of air puff out of you.

He lifts up from your mahogany skin only far enough to speak, lips brushing over your neck.

“Tell me something else then. Who’s my pretty girl?”

“I am,” you moan as one of his hands grabs your hips and manually slams you down onto him.

Eddie hums roughly and cants his hips to meet yours. You let out a high pitched mewl.

“Say it right or I’ll stop, Y/n,” he leans up on his unoccupied forearm so he can look you steadily in the eye. “Tell me who’s my pretty girl.”

You choke, the thought of him stopping when you’re so close -when he’s been giving you his all this whole time- has you scrambling to appease him over your own latent insecurities.

“I’m your-” you gasp on a hiccup and Eddie’s eyes narrow at your apparent stalling. You start shaking your head but he’s already reacting before you can get a word out edgewise. You whine at the loss.

He pulls almost all the way out till just his tip is in you and shifts himself up on his knees. He’s effectively looming over you as those hands from earlier thwart any attempt your hips make at searching for release. Both now securing you.

“Eddie please,” you gasp trying to coax him back in by squeezing down on his head.

He groans roughly for a breath, eyes slamming shut as he rides the wave of pleasure, but otherwise doesn’t do a thing except smirk down at you with a brow raised as his grip on you gets that much stronger. Still catching your breath you roll your eyes with a little huff and settle down. Eddie’s grip eases and he rubs at your thighs gently.

“We both know I’ll come without you if you don’t say it, Y/n.”

Easy delivery, challenging quirk of his eyebrows, his ass really wasn’t going to move. Goddamnit. You gape up at him from the floor. A few seconds ago the need to reach climax had made the words seem like nothing. Now though…

“Come on,” you add a whine to your voice. “You can’t expect me to-”

One of the hands Eddie’s running up your side stops and pats at the meat of your thigh to quiet you.

“I do,” he murmurs voice getting soft. “I really really do.”

He leans down now, capturing your plush lips in a kiss. It’s slow and makes your eyes flutter closed as you sigh. When Eddie lets up for air there’s only a hair's breadth between your mouths.

“I promise I’ll show you how much it means to me. All you gotta do is say it. Just for the two of us, Baby. Please?”

The deceptively tender tone coupled with the feel of his lips upturning cheekily against your own, like he didn’t just promise to rearrange your guts for four words, is what does you in. You know he knows it too cause the second you inhale to sigh out an affirmative the hand not holding himself up is already braced on your hips.

He rises just enough that he can look you in the eyes without going crosseyed and then nods for you to go.

The “I’m your pretty girl,” comes out quiet in the charged air but Eddie’s responding groan of “Fuck yeah, you are,” has electricity sparking across your skin.

He slams home a millisecond later and both of your moans intertwine.

“Again,” he grunts and you desperately gasp the words out as he fucks into you; the two of you drunk on your combined energy.

#eddie munson #black!reader #black y/n #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x f!reader #the van is basically fanon but whatever #18+

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off-phelia · 2 years

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200 followers!! Thank You Everyone ♡

Hi! I came here to thank you all for the 200 followers!!

I haven't written in many years and personally I don't think I'm very good at it xD. But apparently you guys are enjoying it, so thanks for the support 💕

As a thank you, I came to share some links that I found interesting on Twitter. Hope you like it 😏

Warning: NSFW content below. If you are a minor, please do not access 🤚⚠️🔞

THE MARAUDERS

James Potter 🦌

1. 2. 3. 4.

Sirius Black 🐾

1. 2. 3. 4.

Remus Lupin 🐺

1. 2. 3. 4.

Peter Pettigrew 🐀

1. 2. 3. 4.

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Stanger Things

Eddie Munson 🎸

1. 2. 3. 4.

Steve Harrington 👑

1. 2. 3. 4.

Nancy Wheeler 📰

1. 2. 3. 4.

Robin Buckley 💸

1. 2. 3. 4. (+Nancy)

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Hannibal

Hannibal Lecter 🫁

1. 2. 3.

Will Graham 🐕

1. 2. 3.

🤚If you don't like NSFW don't access these links and please don't report the content🤚

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artemisthewh0re · 6 months

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hello

Can you write one where the reader have money probleme that she hide form Eddie and she have a job to afford her basic need but she still struggled and when Eddie birthday come she do more hour to afford to buy him he gift and she even skip meal to not loose any money and Eddie end up finding this and they have a big argument during his birthday because of that and stop talking for week but he end up coming back and they have a happy ending

For You

Eddie Munson x reader

Warnings: TW disordered eating (sorta)

A/n: I always look forward to your requests because they challenge my writing and creativity

Fifteen Days Before Eddie's Birthday

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Fifteen days until Eddie's birthday, thirteen days until your next paycheck, bills are due in sixteen days and you only have $125 in your bank account. Exhaustion pulls at your eyelids as you try to do the math in your budget journal.

"Groceries are almost $60, gas is $40," you whisper to yourself. You let out a sigh. You'll have $25 left over after just two things and still need a present for Eddie and pay bills afterwards. You scribble across your journal "fuck" over and over again, trying to think of how you'll get the money.

You could just ask your boyfriend for some help with groceries or bills. You could skip a gift all together and just take him on a cheap date. But you don't want him to worry about you, these are your problems not his. It's embarrassing to see how bad your finances have gotten.

"I need more hours," you say to yourself.

Twelve Days Before Eddie's Birthday

***

Your feet ache painfully as the twelfth hour of your double starts to sink in. The memory foam on your flats has worn off from the constant working, walking, standing. You push through it, taking yet another table in your section. A smile attempts to plaster itself into your face as you do your generic server greeting, but you end up coming off delirious. It doesn't help that your stomach growls loudly every time you hand a customer their food.

Nine Days Before Eddie's Birthday

Dinner was a mix of different customers' orders that had been sent back to the kitchen. As usual they were perfectly fine, just not perfect for the customer. Despite looking like a rat sneaking food in the kitchen, you felt better having something in your stomach after several days of not eating. You'd made $400 in tips so far and you weren't going to waste any of it. You had stopped driving to save on gas money and hadn't shopped for groceries in over a week.

Four Days Before Eddie's Birthday

Eighty hours. That's how much you have worked so far. Your apartment was a distant memory at this point. You'd stay at the dinner you work at to nap between shifts. Almost every coworker you have has given you one of their shifts out of pity. It was worth it in your mind. $800 in tips and your paycheck in two days was guaranteed to help with your boyfriend's gift and rent. With any luck you might have enough money to buy enough groceries to last a couple weeks.

Two Days Before Eddie's Birthday

Wind rushes past your face as you walk as fast as you can to cash your paycheck. Ninety hours of work translated to a $220 paycheck on top of all your tip money. It was just enough for you to get the perfect gift for Eddie and still afford rent. You slam the check in front of the bank teller a little too excitedly. She gives you a nasty look for startling her, but none of that matters to you. After the bank you head straight to your real destination, the record shop.

It's filled with every kind of music you can think of but you only came for one thing. Near the back of the shop was an aisle of classic rock and metal records from the 60s and 70s. Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Judas Priest, and Kiss were some of Eddie's favorite bands and you had found a gold mine of vinyls he doesn't already own. You made a list of albums Eddie had talked about getting and peruse the aisle, picking up anything on your checklist.

The cost of Eddie's gifts was just over $300 not including the gift wrap and birthday decorations you bought for his party. You went slightly over your budget, but there's still enough for your rent. You might have to live off of customers' sent back orders again but that thought is at the back of your mind at the moment. All you can think about is your beautiful boyfriend's face when he sees his gifts.

Eddie's Birthday

***

Party streamers, balloons, and a big Happy Birthday banner decorate your tiny apartment. A Walmart sheet cake sits on your coffee table with two candles, marking your boyfriend's 20th birthday. All of Eddie's D&D group huddle around eating pizza brought by Mike and sipping coke, possibly spiked with rum, brought by Eddie.

"Thank you guys for coming to celebrate my boyfriend's birthday! A special thank you to Mike and Eddie for providing extra food and drinks since I forgot to get them. Everyone put your gifts in a neat pile next to the couch," you announce.

Eddie sits on the couch gleefully as he's presented with presents. His lopsided birthday crown lays gently on his messy brown curls and his smile is from ear to ear.

"Let's see what you cheap asses got me. Which one should I open first?" Eddie teases. He pulls you into his lap and inspects the different boxes and gift bags.

"Oh, do me first," Dustin raises his hand with a smile before Eddie finishes his sentence.

Dustin's gift is a set of metal Ral Partha DnD figurines. All of them have intricate details and look amazing, even to a non DnD player like yourself.

"Thanks Henderson, we'll use these for our next campaign," Eddie says, turning them around in his hand.

The next few gifts follow a similar theme minus a random deck of cards and a new rolling tray, which your boyfriend was very grateful for. Finally Eddie gets to your gift.

"Saved the best for last," Eddie says, giving you a little pinch on the butt. You quickly swat away his hand with a giggle.

Your boyfriend removes the tissue paper from your bag at a dramatically slow pace. He pulls out the first record, Black Sabbath's Technical Ecstasy vinyl from 1976. His chocolate eyes widen with kid-like joy as he inspects it. He gently places it on the coffee table next to the cake and brings out another vinyl, Judas Priest's British Steel album.

"Babe," he whispers as he quickly rifles through the bag, "these are amazing! How did you know I wanted these? It must have cost a fortune for you to get all of these."

"You talk about them literally all the time, baby. I just made a list of the ones you talked about the most and made sure you didn't have them yet," you reply. Eddie smothers you with cheek and forehead kisses, not caring about anyone else in the room.

"All of your gifts suck compared to her's," Eddie jokes.

The rest of the party was spent eating cake and talking about future plans. By the end of the night your apartment was a mess of wrapping paper and deflated balloons. After everyone files out for the night, Eddie stays back to help you clean up.

"Sorry about the mess babe, I forgot how gross these guys are," Eddie apologizes while picking up scraps of paper.

"It's fine, I'm just glad everyone had fun."

You stack the leftover pizza into your fridge along with a final slice of birthday cake. The inside of the refrigerator looks depressing and barren with just those two items in there.

"Damn, you need groceries," Eddie comes up behind you. You reflexively shut the fridge door.

"No, I'm good for the next few days. I'll just live off the leftovers till they're gone."

"Let's just pick up a few things while the store is still open. You'll have to get them eventually," Eddie lightly flicks your forehead.

You walk out of the kitchen and sit on the couch, fidgeting with your fingers nervously.

"I can't!" Your voice cracks a little at your sudden outburst.

"Why not?" Eddie moves to the seat next to you. He wraps a gentle arm around your shoulders.

"I have to pay rent tomorrow and I won't have enough left for groceries. I'm fine though I've got leftover pizza and whatever gets sent back to the kitchen at work!" All the words just spew out for your mouth before you can stop yourself.

"Don't tell me you spent most of your money on my birthday gift," Eddie scoffs. The look in your eyes is the only answer he needs. "Honey, why do you do this? You did this last Christmas and every holiday before that!"

"I'm sorry, I was just trying to get you something nice Eddie," your voice cracks as you speak.

"You could get me a flower off the sidewalk and I'd be happy. I don't need $300 worth of records or a new guitar! And I don't need a girlfriend who can't even be a functional adult and watch her spending."

Eddie jumps from the couch, gathering all of his things except the records.

"Return them," is all he says before he walks out of your apartment.

The deafening silence is broken by your gentle sobs as you sink deeper into your couch. You did all of this for him, but he was right. You're twenty-years-old and can barely keep enough money for food after buying an obnoxious amount of unnecessary things. You overworked yourself just to go broke again.

You look over at the solitary bag of records sitting in the middle of the room. I know what I have to do.

One Week After Eddie's Birthday

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The records are gone, your rent has been paid, and your fridge is filled with groceries. Even with everything full and paid off, you still felt empty without Eddie. You haven't tried to call him since the argument, but you thought about him every day. Still, you continue to focus on yourself and work and save.

Your mind is distracted from the topic of your ex by a busy mid-shift. Customers just spill into seats faster than you can say ‘Hello’. The hostess seats another person in your section when you turn your back. You give her a look of frustration, knowing it's not her fault, but she mouths a little ‘sorry’ before going back to her stand.

Your body moves on autopilot to your new table as your feet scream in agony. You're just about to do your greeting when you see who's sitting down. Eddie.

“I-uh, Hi,” you say with a confused stutter.

“Hey,” Eddie replies in a nervous tone.

“What can I get you?”

“I wanted to talk. I know you're working, but just pretend like you're talking my order.”

“Eddie, I can't. There are tables that need my attention,” you sigh.

Eddie fiddles in his pocket for a minute before pulling out a $50 bill.

“$50 tip and all you need to do is listen,” Eddie pleads, sliding the bill towards you. You silently put the tip in your server book and wait for him to speak.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you or shame you for buying me such a nice gift. I just wanted you to be okay and take care of yourself and not worry about getting me so expensive. I love you so much and I know I don't deserve a second chance because of how I acted. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for everything. I was the immature one not you.”

“I can't do this right now, Eddie.”

“You don't have to respond, just know that I'm sorry.” Eddie gets up to leave but you stop him.

“My break is in ten minutes, I'll meet you outside,” you say, before walking away from his table.

The next ten minutes are excruciating. All you can think about are his words. What do you say? Go fuck yourself? I forgive you? Your mind races all the way up until your boss lets you off on your fifteen.

The parking lot is almost completely empty except for Eddie's dingy van sitting in a more secluded area. You walk over and knock on the passenger side window. Eddie quickly unlocks the door for you.

“Thank you for meeting me,” Eddie says with a smile on his face.

“I have a lot to say, so just be quiet for a sec,” you reply, getting into the van. “You were right, I needed to become a functional adult. And even though you were right, you were still wrong for yelling at me and making me feel like shit. I forgive you, but it's going to take more than that to fix our relationship.”

Silence fills the small space of the van before Eddie speaks again. “I'm sorry, I really am. Can we start over? Not pretend like this didn't happen, but rebuild trust and love for each other?”

“I would love that.”

“Okay,” Eddie grins from ear to ear.

“Okay,” you say, not being able to hide your own smile.

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singmyaubade · 2 years

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𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ⋆

✮ smut ꕤ fluff ⌫ popular ♡ angst

𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 ↓

𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻 𝑯𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑾𝑨𝒀 ♪

francis forever ꕤ ♡

- james leaves her heartbroken due to his incapability to understand his own feelings.

speak now ꕤ

- james is about to get married to the wrong girl when he needs to spend the rest of his life with y/n.

don’t blame me ꕤ

- she wants to help her friend but she’s starting to see why james is so special ; pt. 1

prom song gone wrong ꕤ

- she’s new and wants james but is he leaving or coming with her?

best friends ꕤ

- his best friend loves him, how could it be so complicated?

ten things i hate about james potter ꕤ

- she hates him but is utterly in love with him.

notice me ꕤ

- all you ever wanted was to be noticed by james potter.

last kiss ✮

- james cares more for what other people think about him than what his heart wants.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐘!𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

back to black | poly!marauders x female!reader ♡ ⌫ pt 1 pt2

- you have been with the marauders for so long, just to be abandoned when they found a prettier young thing but they would regret it.

in love with my bullies | dark!poly!marauders x female!reader ♡ ✮

- the marauders bullied you, tortured you. what will happen when you finally stick up for yourself?

lovegame | poly!marauders x female!reader ✮

- what's wrong with having them all if you have the time?

the girl we love | poly!marauders x female!reader ✮ ♡

- can all of them handle loving you at the same time?

we are sorry | poly!marauders x female!reader ⌫ ♡ ꕤ

- a prank gone wrong.

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄 𐂯ㅤ

cinnamon girl ✮ ♡ - FIRST CHAPTER: VIOLET

no longer yours ꕤ ♡ ⌫ ✮

- James had disregarded you for multiple years, but when you have an epiphany in your final year, how does it feel to taste his own medicine?

totally just friends ✮

- you and james might have been "flirtatious" but it's strictly platonic, right?

bad girls do it the best ✮

- everyone secretly likes a bad girl, even the golden boy.

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

ⴰ desperate!james x female!reader ✮ ⌫

ⴰ boss!james potter x secretary!female!reader ✮

ⴰ toxic!james x y/n ⌫

ⴰ desperate!james x female!reader (different plot) ✮

#james potter x y/n #harry potter #hogwarts #marauders era #singmyaubade #hp #james potter #marauders #sirius orion black #eddie x steve x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x female oc #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #smut #stranger things x reader #stranger things

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edens-pen · 2 years

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𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗻 (𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲?) | 𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗻𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘅 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸!𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

summary | part of being eddie’s best friend means knowing what’s best for him, even when he doesn’t. his new girlfriend? definitely not what best for him, in fact, it’d be your pleasure to get rid of her.

pairing | eddie munson x black!fem!reader (twists, brown skin + morally grey)

wc | 5,045

warnings | 18 + ! cheating (not on reader!), oral (f!receiving), fingering, dirty talk, unprotected sex, eddie cums twice (that felt important), creampie, cum eating + swapping, eddie has a big dick, squirting, eddie gets a bit mean, and reader is a little bitchy bold and a little dark.

a/n | no beta, so please excuse any spelling errors, let me know if i missed anything and yes the title is from alien superstar, beyoncé ate with the album!!

[ 18 + | minors, blank, ageless blogs, do not interact! ]

You didn’t want to. Truly, hand over heart, you didn’t. You wanted to do things properly, after all, you’re a good girl. A good patient, girl. You know how to wait.

But you’ve been waiting too long, and you were getting hungry.

You’re ready to eat.

Eddie's been your best friend for years and you've given him time. You've let him sleep around and have his fun with whatever girls catch his interest for a few weeks, or even a few months. It always ends abruptly, once they realize you're not going anywhere. Once they realize that Eddie will always be at your beck and call because you've trained him that well.

He's your greatest prize and nothing could come between what you had created between you two.

Now of course you’re one to give credit where it’s due, she’s smart. You were always taught to never underestimate an opponent, and at the beginning, you’ll admit, you did underrate her, just a bit.

Eddie’s new girlfriend, that is.

She inserts herself very slowly, where she doesn’t fucking belong.

She starts small of course, she sits on his lap during lunch. That’s fine, she’s his girlfriend, she can sit there. But you always sit next to Eddie, on his right side, where you belong.

One day, when you get to the cafeteria, she’s sitting in your seat. She’s messing with his hair, when you walk up. Her eyes flicker up to yours for a moment, and you don’t miss the smirk on her face when she feigns innocence.

“Sorry, I know you usually sit here, but I needed to give Eddie’s leg a break today!” She giggles at the end of her sentence and for some reason, it makes you vicious, and cruel insult bubbles up on your tongue. But you don’t bite, you just smile and nod in understanding, taking a seat next to her.

You let lunch pass without much fanfare, and as more lunches come and go, she takes your seat next to Eddie. Somehow, that’s even worse than her sitting on his lap. And she knows that.

When she’s secured that spot, she’s coming to the DND meetings. Though she previously shrugged them off for homework, or hanging out with other friends, now she’s coming.

Originally, you don’t know why. She doesn’t play and neither do you. You normally sit off to the side, occasionally providing commentary and quips. Eddie’s attention isn’t on you during the campaign, he’s completely immersed in being the dungeon master. His full focus is on the game. So, she has nothing to gain from coming to the meetings.

You don’t get it until she’s batting her eyelashes after the meeting, telling Eddie to drop you off at home first, so they can have some alone time together. When Eddie hesitates, she leans up on her toes, speaking into his ear about how her parents are gone until next week, and she’s got the house to herself. What Eddie doesn’t see is her eyes flicking over to you, the quirk in her brow, asking you to challenge her.

Once again, you don’t bite.

Eddie’s a weak man, because of course he is. So he promises to hang out with you some other time, then he speeds off, leaving you on the front step of your house.

She works like that for weeks. Subtly, she works to remove you piece by piece from Eddie’s view. Your texts go unanswered, your calls are screened, your plans are canceled or abandoned entirely.

With each new part she takes, she gives you that saccharine smile, letting you know exactly what she’s doing.

It all comes to a head when she approaches your locker after school. You would be walking home that afternoon, thanks to her of course. She leans against the locker next to yours, watching you stuff your books inside.

“Hey hun, I know Eddie’s birthday is coming up, and we’re kind of planning on having a party for him, y’know and we all graduate in a few months, all the more reason to celebrate right?”

You nod in agreement, listening to her smack her gum. “What I wanted to talk to you about is a bit more important though,” She slams your locker shut, nearly catching your fingers in the metal. “I know you’re supposedly Eddie’s best friend or something like that, but I think we both know that’s over. I see the way you look at him and I don’t like it.”

Instead of speaking you listen to her ramble on about her place in Eddie’s life, how you need to move on, and find somebody else to love you. She talks about how Corroded Coffin is on the come up and he’s her ticket out of this shit town, so you need to back up. She tells you that you need to extract yourself from Eddie’s life. At the end, she rolls her glossed lips and smiles widely.

“Be nice when you tell him though, I don’t wanna make this hurt for you,” She winks at you when she sees Eddie down the hall. “Thanks, hun!” She walks off, chasing after her boyfriend.

You don’t answer at all, instead you sigh and roll your eyes. You don’t waste your time responding to her threat, you already know what you’re going to do.

The plan is only just stewing when Dustin and Mike rush up to you minutes later. The conversation is stilted until you ask them what they really want.

“We want her gone,” Mike says finally, peering at you with frustrated eyes. “Eddie’s girlfriend,” He clarifies.

“She’s ruining the game and our lunches, she’s always talking about his band, and dragging him away during lunch,” Dustin explains, gesturing. “She even had him cancel a meeting last week and this week for that party. Eddie hates parties.”

You nod slowly, but shrug your shoulders. “So you want me to…?” You trail off, letting their expectations fill the void.

Dustin looks at Mike who shrugs, “I don’t know! Do something!”

Walking out of the school with the two boys on your tail, you shake your head. “I’m not Eddie’s mom, I can’t make him do anything,” You feign helplessness while they argue back.

“Yes, you can!” Dustin huffs.

“Make her leave or make him break up with her,” Mike supplies. “Anything to get rid of her.”

Their desperation hits you and finally you smile. You stop walking and nod shyly. “Okay, I’ll figure it out. I promise.”

You know what you’re doing is for the good of everybody.

–

But you’re smart, you know better than to fight fire with fire.

So you pull back at her request. You take a seat further from Eddie during lunch, you don’t come to DND meetings, or ask Eddie to hang out with you anymore.

You pull back quickly, extracting your presence from the group. You know it’s working when Mike texts, telling you Eddie is asking for you, wondering where you’ve been. You text him back telling him not to answer Eddie, letting Mike know that you’ll see them all at Eddie’s party tonight.

And you will. You've taken some time to sharpen your teeth, tonight you will bite, and you promise to enjoy it.

That evening when you get home, you take a nice, hot shower. You don’t spend too much time on your makeup, pulling your twists back from your face. It’s not going to be worth it in a few hours anyways.

You run your fingers over each dress in your closet until you settle on the baby pink one. The silk settles nicely on your body, the hem sitting a little too high on your thigh. Sliding into your platform heels, you gave yourself a once-over in the mirror.

You almost felt bad about what you were going to do. But you looked so fucking good doing it, you couldn’t be too upset.

When you made your way to Eddie’s girlfriend’s house, you weren’t surprised to see the house filled with people you’ve never seen before. People who definitely weren’t Eddie’s friends. This party wasn’t for him, it was for her. She was showing everyone that she’s Eddie’s girlfriend, like she owned him.

Poor thing.

You text Dustin, letting him know you were at the front door. He rushes to your side, flanked by Mike. They do not comment on your appearance, but you urge them to separate Eddie from his girlfriend so you can talk to him. They walk away with a smile, and you feed off their excited energy.

It only takes a few minutes for Eddie to make his way over to you and he does not hide his reaction to seeing you.

“Fuck,” He smiles, running his tongue over his teeth. “You look good.”

You pretend to lean into him to speak, but sadly pull back when you realize he can’t hear you over the music. “Can we go somewhere to talk? In private?” You settle a light hand on his arm and he nods, guiding you up the stairs.

He tries a few doors before going into a large bedroom and shutting the door behind you both. You note the style of the room and take a guess as to who it belongs to.

“Hey,” Eddie calls softly, gaining your attention. You turn to face him, a soft expression on your face as you take a seat on the plush comforter. You stretch your legs out, the dim light of the room resting softly on your brown skin. “Where’ve you been? I feel like I haven’t seen you in years.”

You laugh lightly, looking off to the side, “It’s only been days, Eddie.”

He shakes his head, disagreeing with you. “No, it’s been weeks. You haven’t been coming to lunch, you don’t even sit next to me in Physics anymore.” He stands in front of you, looking down at you. “Did I do something?” The soft tone of his voice has big fat tears pooling in your eyes. When you look back at him, his mouth drops open and he cups your cheeks. “No, what’d I do?”

“I guess,” You whine. “With your new girlfriend and everything, I just feel like you don’t have a lot of time for me anymore.”

You know he wants to argue against that, but a tear slides down your cheek and Eddie Munson has always been a sucker for your tears. “Damn, I didn’t know, I’m so sorry. I know I’ve been distracted lately, but I’ve missed you.”

Sniffling, you shrug, “It’s okay.” You give him a watery smile. “I figured this would happen. Eventually, there would come a time where I’m not your best girl anymore.”

“No, no, no,” He takes a seat next to you, swiping at the tears rolling down your brown cheeks. “You’re still my girl, still my best girl.”

You lean into his touch, closing your eyes. “You promise?”

“Of course,” Eddie swears. “You’re always going to be my girl.”

Sliding closer to him, you wrap your arms around his neck. Eddie buries face in your neck and you feel him take a slow inhale of your perfume, it was the vanilla and ginger scent he loved. Pulling back slightly, you pout.

“Kiss?”

He nods, giving your cheek a kiss and then turning to kiss the other one. “Still my girl?” He whispers.

Your body is much closer to his now, your arms are still around him and he’s holding your waist, rubbing you lightly over your dress. “Still your girl,” You mumble, your breath puffing against his cheek. Leaning over, you slide your hands under his jaw, running your nails along his neck. He closes his eyes at the feel of your acrylics against his skin. “Are you still mine, Eddie?”

He nods slowly and you glide your thumb against his bottom lip. “Your lipgloss?” He asks.

You’re Eddie’s best friend, you know him like the back of your hand. You know everything that makes him weak, everything that fogs that pretty little metalhead.

“Strawberry Lipsmacker, Eds,” You answer, giving him a small smile. “Wanna taste?”

He swallows hard, eyes still closed. “I shouldn’t.”

“C’mon, Eddie,” You urge him, still running your nails on the spot just under his jaw. “Just a little taste.”

Eddie leans forward before he answers, lips already brushing against yours. “Please.”

His lips are over yours in a second, kissing and licking, sucking at your tongue, tasting as much of your gloss as possible. “Your dress is so pretty,” He breathes between kisses, sliding a hand up to the back of your neck, pushing you as close as possible.

Tilting your head up, you give him access to the sensitive skin on your neck. “Think so?” You giggle coyly, carding your fingers through his hair. “I got it to match my panties.”

He groans against your neck, his tongue licking along your shoulder. “Baby, you’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“Not kidding, Eddie!” You whine, breathless at the way he’s still working on your neck. “Can I show you?”

Eddie pulls back, eyes blown wide, “Yeah, of course, yeah.” You stand to your feet, towering over him with your heels on. He reaches up to the zipper, pulling it down slowly, watching as the dress drops to the floor, pooling around your feet.

You turn around to face him, kicking the dress to the side. Eddie takes in the sight of your soft pink panties and your lack of bra. Standing between his legs, you set your hands on his shoulders. “Is it pretty, Eddie?”

He groans as you lower yourself on his lap, pushing him back against the bed. Your lips descend on his neck, kissing and licking every inch of available space. “Eddie?” He’s hard against your lap, and you grind down while he moans out loud.

“So pretty, princess. I promise, so fucking pretty.”

You pull up to look into his eyes, “Show me how pretty?” You pose it as a question, but you know Eddie won’t be able to help himself. He can’t help himself when it comes to pretty things.

So you’re not surprised when Eddie rolls you over, laving his tongue over your neck and taking a nipple into his mouth. He tweaks your other nipple with his hand as he sucks, and then switches. He gets both slick with spit before tugging on them slightly. When he twists a little too hard, you moan his name, wetness gathering in your panties.

“Princess,” Eddie chuckles. “You like it a little rough?” Nodding, you roll your hips up to meet the bulge in his pants. “You have no idea how perfect that is.”

Then he’s sliding down your body, leaving wet kisses and dipping his tongue in your navel along the way. Stopping just over your panties, he toys with the hem, “Can I?”

“I’m yours, Eddie. You can do anything you want.”

He nods slowly, settling himself between your legs. You watch as he presses his face against your panties, taking a deep inhale before licking you over them. He plays with your clit through your panties, rubbing in light circles with his thumb.

It’s filthy and sweet at the same time.

Eddie makes the choice to mouth against your panties, not giving you enough of what you need. He covers them in his spit and then pulls them up, not down, against your cunt.

Whining breathlessly, you grab his hair. “Don’t–”

“Thought you said I could do anything I wanted?” He laughs and you hear Eddie getting mean, and it’s exactly what you wanted. “You’re mine so take it.”

He pulls them harder against your cunt, rubbing your clit raw with the fabric splitting your pussy lips. He’s relentless as he tugs them, watching as you whine and cry in front of him.

Just like before, Eddie’s a sucker for your tears. “You’re so pretty when you cry, princess.”

Yanking your panties off, you note that he doesn’t remove your heels, even when your panties get caught on them. Instead, he makes himself comfortable between your legs, watching your pussy. He leans in immediately, swiping his tongue through the mess. You card your fingers through his hair, tugging him closer to your cunt and he gets the hint. Spreading you open, Eddie sucks your clit into his mouth while his fingers tease at your slit, not going in just yet.

He leans up only to spit down at your cunt, groaning as your hole clenches around nothing. “Don’t know why I did that, you’re already so fucking sloppy.”

“Eddie, fuck, please!” You squeal, already breathless

Slipping his middle finger in, Eddie wastes no time curling it up, listening to you moan and plead his name. He doesn’t wait too long to add another right next to the first and returns his mouth to your clit. He’s licking and slurping at the wet mess that’s gathered in front of him, and you’re crying above him.

In between each nip at your clit, or bite on your thigh, Eddie’s asking you how much you love this. He’s telling you how long he’s wanted this, admonishing you for not letting your best friend get a taste of this hot little pussy, making him sleep with other girls who don't taste half as good as you.

Before you can respond, a series of wet smacks lands against your clit and you’re arching your back away from the impact. But Eddie’s hand is curled around thigh, and there’s no way for you to escape.

“Wanna feel you cum on my face, princess,” Eddie’s almost begging against your cunt, sliding his tongue in with fingers,

You don’t have the strength to deny him. Not when he’s staring at you, hungry and desperate to taste more of you.

So you're digging your heels into his back and he lets out pleasured groan at the pain you're inflicting.

Throwing your head back, you whine his name as the tension in your belly releases the hot tension built up inside you.

“Holy fuck, Eddie,” You cry, gripping his hair even harder. “God! I’m close, I’m gonna–I’m cumming–”

And Eddie doesn’t let up when he feels you coming. He doesn’t change pace or remove his fingers, he keeps curling them right against that spot that has you gushing around his tongue. In fact, you have to yank at his hair to get a break from the sensitivity.

When looks at you, his chin is covered in your release and he’s grinning at you.

“You sound so hot when you cry my name,” Eddie laughs as he leans down to kiss your lips. Tasting yourself on his tongue has your head a little fuzzy, but you gather yourself enough to tug his shirt off. Between kisses, you’re unbuckling his belt and throwing his jeans on the floor. When Eddie finally pulls his boxers off, you swallow harshly.

You weren’t expecting him to be so big, and you tell him as much.

“Fuck, Eddie, you’re huge,” Your voice is shocked and excited and Eddie doesn’t get a chance to respond before you’re swiping your fingers through the mess between your legs and then gripping his cock in a tight fist.

He leans over as his eyes roll back, thrusting into your hand. “Princess, this feels so good. Didn’t know your hands would feel so–fuck–soft.”

You smile as you kiss him. Reaching down a little more, you run your nails over his balls lightly and Eddie shivers above you.

“Hah, princess, gotta fuck you now,” Eddie groans against your lips, but you don’t let up. “P-please, or I’ll cum all over you. Don’t want this to b-be over yet.”

Looking up at him, you grin, “If you think you’re cumming once, you’re mistaken.”

You guide his tip down, pressing the fat mushroom tip of his cock against your wet hole. Eddie swears he tries to be patient, but you keep whining and grinding your hips, trying to make him bottom out.

What choice does he have?

So he thrusts all the way in, making sure his waist is pressed against yours. The near scream you let out when his tip kisses your cervix almost makes him cum right then. But he doesn’t want to yet, he needs to fuck you for a bit first.

Eddie doesn’t wait for you to be okay, he pulls nearly completely out, then shoves himself back in. The way you’re gripping him, clenching around his cock–it’s like nothing he’s ever felt before.

Your cunt is slick and tight around him, like you’re trying to milk him already. He builds a steady rhythm, loving the way you moan when he hits your cervix. Your nails are already scratching up his back, leaving red, long marks in their wake.

“Fucking tight little pussy, princess. You ever been fucked before?” He tries to laugh, but your eyes are shining with those tears again and his stomach tightens. The tears are rolling down your cheeks and instead of wiping them away this time, he’s leaning down to lick them up.

You sniffle, “N-never had anyone this big.”

The groan he lets out is loud, and he’s dropping his head to kiss you properly, sucking on your bottom lip. He hoists your leg over his shoulder, kissing under your knee as your heel digs into his shoulder blade. Hissing at the pain and the new position allowing to fuck you deeper, Eddie whispers, “Not gonna last long.”

Your walls keep tightening around him, the combination of his pre, his spit, and your cum has the mess between your legs getting even louder. The sound is fucking filthy and he hears it louder than the heartbeat in his ears.

“Told you,” You pant, reaching down to fondle his balls again. “I’m giving you more than one, Daddy.”

Everything hits him all at once. The sensation of you squeezing his sac, the sound of that nickname rolling off your tongue, and your cunt milking him for all he’s worth. It would bring the strongest man to their knees. It would have the fucking president spilling nuclear codes and CIA agents giving up their cover.

Yeah, your pussy is fucking lethal.

Eddie doesn’t have the sense to pull out. Hell, Eddie wouldn’t have been able to spell his fucking name if you asked him to. All he knows is that your cunt is begging for his cum, and he can’t deny you. So he’s almost screaming your name while he’s spilling inside you, giving you all he has and thrusting until it’s too much for him to take.

When he finally slows down, his cum is beading up at your entrance.

“Daddy fucked his princess so fucking full, huh?” The sight of his cum spilling out of you is too much for him to handle and his dick is still twitching weakly inside you. “You’re a fucking mess down here, princes.”

You can’t even formulate a response before Eddie’s pulling out and yanking your hips up, sealing his mouth over your slit. He’s not even cleaning you up, he’s just drinking his cum out of your cunt. He’s swirling the mess around your pussy, playing in the spill with his fingers.

“That’s so g-gross,” You say as your pussy clenches, and Eddie only grins when he feels it. He doesn’t respond and he knows he doesn’t have to. He gives your cunt a final harsh suck and releases your hips. Gripping your jaw, Eddie forces your mouth and spits a glob of your combined mess on your tongue.

You promise you see God when he teases his cock against your clit, slapping the head against the button. He’s getting hard again, but in the meantime, he’s speaking filth into your ear.

“Gross? You mean you don’t like when Daddy feeds you your mess? You begged me so hard for it, princess. Your pussy was begging for it too, tight little hole kept crying for me. I had to give her something,” Eddie’s chuckling darkly, watching as your eyes roll back. “Doesn’t seem like it was enough though, feels like she needs some more, what do you think?”

“Fucking hell,” He hasn’t let up on your clit and you can’t focus on what he’s saying. All you know is the stimulation alone is getting you close and you’ve never felt like this before. “I’m gonna c-cum.” You cough out the last part because your breath has been stolen from you. Eddie’s hand is around your neck and he’s urging you to finish.

“Give me another one, and then we can have one together.”

The promise of a third orgasm has you nodding your head as your vision whites out. Your head is fuzzy and you’re floating in a weightless space as you cum this time. Eddie releases your neck and you let out a high whine as your orgasm hits you in waves, rolling and rolling until you’re drowned entirely.

While your pussy is still clenching, Eddie bullies his cock back inside, taking advantage of your wetness. It’s an easy slide that has both of you moaning.

Both of you are too sensitive to make this last long, but Eddie could not stop fucking you if someone put a gun to his head.

He’s rolling you over, choosing to fuck up into you this time. But this is the worst position he could have you in because once you settle on top of him, you start bouncing immediately. You’re dropping your ass down against his hips, letting the loud sounds of sex fill the room.

It all feels so good to him, and you look so pretty. You’re covered in a thin sheen of sweat, but your eyes flick down to him for a moment and you give him a smile.

Guiding his hand back around your neck, he holds your throat but doesn’t squeeze.

“I’m yours right, Eddie?” You whine, alternating between grinding and bouncing on his lap. When he nods, it’s not enough, so you pout and scratch down his chest. “Eddie!”

“Mine,” Eddie confirms, using his free hand to tweak your nipples. “Only mine, princess, nobody else’s.”

“And you’re mine?”

“Just yours. Daddy’s only yours.”

You grin as you bounce faster, angling your hips while slipping your hand down to rub against your clit. “Motherfuck, this is good.”

It’s better than good, it feels right. Eddie belonged inside you, he was made to fuck you and fill you up, and you know he’s understanding that now.

Eddie plants his feet against the bed and starts meeting you thrust for thrust, finding that spot inside you again. He works against it, toying with making you cum, like he’s not ready for this to be over just yet. You can taste your release, it’s right on the horizon but you need something more.

“Pussy’s so goddamn good, princess,” Eddie praises, releasing your nipple to slip a finger in your cunt. You freeze and shake while Eddie continues fucking into you. He fits his fingers right in front of his dick, curling them against the front of your walls. “Best I’ve ever fucking had.”

Your head is lolling back and Eddie’s squeezing your throat lightly, bringing your attention back to him. “Hear me, princess? Tightest cunt I’ve fucked,” He laughs when you don’t answer him. “I know you need to cum, so do it baby. You’re already dripping down my balls, but promise I know you’ll clean it up. My girl always finishes what she starts.”

The room door slams open but Eddie’s praises are swirling in your head, and you know you’ve got him. Someone is in the background, yelling at you both, but you can’t tear your eyes away from Eddie’s, not when you're climbing a peak this steep. The room is falling away and all you can feel is Eddie’s cock stroking against your walls, and his fingers curling inside your pussy. So when he shoves his fingers in roughly, relentlessly fucking against your spot, you let go and cum. You shriek, as everything explodes.

“Goddamn,” Eddie groans. And you’re very aware of Eddie roughly thrusting into you a few more times, before he hits his own peak. Praises of your name and your cunt fall from his lips as he cums inside you for the second time that night. You collapse against his chest while he rolls his hips weakly, then finally stops moving. “Y-you squirted, princess. Didn’t know you could do that.”

“Me neither,” You pant, resting on him as your heartbeat begins to slow down. “Did someone come in? Thought I heard the door.”

Eddie nods, “My girlfriend.”

“Ex-girlfriend,” You correct him with a sigh and he laughs underneath you.

“Yeah, ex-girlfriend.”

–

You give Eddie a kiss on the cheek, telling him to wait by the van while you saunter over to his ex-girlfriend.

Before you can even speak, she’s sneering at you, “You’re a fucking bitch.”

Her insult doesn’t hurt, not in the slightest. Instead you smile brightly at her, tapping your nails against the metal of the locker next to you. “Y’know I tried to get him back today? Cornered him in the classroom and told him I could forgive him for what happened if he promised never to speak to you again. He wouldn’t even look at me, told me he was sorry but he didn't think we were anything worth saving, and gave me back the necklace I got him and everything.”

“Listen, hun,” You start condescendingly. “You’re a pretty girl, and a smart one too, and you might’ve had him if you didn’t mess with me and Hellfire. You’ve got a bright future ahead of you, but if you don’t stay away from Eddie, everything will get very dim, very quickly for you. And I won’t be so nice about it.”

“You fucked my boyfriend in my house–”

“That was me being nice,” You interrupt as your smile becomes sharper and you step closer to her. She looks into your eyes and whatever she finds has her stepping back, submitting to you.

She knows her place.

Stepping away, you blow her a kiss and make your way back outside to Eddie.

The scent of vanilla and ginger lingers in the air, taking her breath away.

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| coffincorroded @ccoffin naw…i think they have a kid together or something

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Sugar Daddy! Eddie who just happens to meet you. You're a waitress at some restaurant and he gives you a hard time. Eddie is joking but he has a bit of a bite to his tone. He's expecting you to blubber and apologize like everyone else does when he snaps (he isn't typically a dick, but sometimes his social cues are off and he can come across as dickish). You immediately give him sass back. He's immediately intrigued, you've got a backbone and you're pretty? Score. Plus, he is 85% certain you were checking him out as he was lead to your table.

Unfortunately, another customer does not appreciate your sass (honestly tho, that customer was an asshole who kept making classist comments and called you trailer trash, which you aren't even sure what that means fully)(Eddie overhears that on his way to the bathroom and immediately knows what that means). Customer complains which is enough for the boss to fire you on the spot. Completely unfairly. You show up early, work your ass off, plus you don't even get to keep all the tips cause Mr Bossman keeps part of them because "you should be lucky you have a job".

You storm out snd Eddie is hot on your heels. He gives you an offer you can't refuse, you do have college to pay for and an apartment. At first, it isnt even anything sexual. He just wants to chat. To talk. To have a companion. Which led to cuddling. Which led to a kiss here and a kiss there. Which led to one heavy make-out session which you realized maybe college wasn't for you cause you could get used to this (this is also the time Eddie cums in his pants and he berates himself for acting like a horny teen, and he thanks every God he knows that you didnt notice).

Of course which leads to Eddie buying you lingerie *he already bought you many things and part of you wanted to refuse because you don't want his pity money you want to earn your money...on the other hand you want to be spoiled*. Which of course you model. Which of course ends in a photo session of you modeling the lingerie. And when Eddie has to go away to check in on one of his record stores, you're a little sad. But you're also a minx and just text him to open his camera roll to the hidden folder (the one where you have to put a pass code in). Eddie is confused cause he had 0 clue that was a thing.

He texts you asking for the code. You respond "its what I want to do with you." Before he can respond you say "it starts with a f". He types in the numbers that would correspond with the word fuck and he's immediately hard. Not only is there more pics of you modeling the lingerie, but one with you fingering yourself, and a video of said fingering where you are moaning his name and when you come you squirt. He's booking the next flight to you

Oh my word!!!!!!! Anon you’ve read my mind!!! I’m writing this in the grocery store 😭😭 thank you for sharing this!!! Inspirational!!

Cw: daddy kink, sugar daddy, cum eating, dom/soft dom eddie

Before you get fired there’s a couple weeks where he comes in everyday at the same time and sits in your section just to banter with you. He leaves a great tip which is always welcome.

So when he offers to take care of you in return for companionship. You’re hesitant at first but when the bills start piling up you call him. He immediately deposits your first payment for just coming over. $10,000, he kinda feels at fault for getting you fired. He has a contract drawn up by his personal attorney just to make sure that everything done is on your terms.

And he’s starting to really like you, beyond the 4 walls of the contract. You’re starting to fall for him too. He’s kind and gentle with you, more what any man your own age has ever done. He’s compassionate and sweet. He takes you out to dinner to tell you he doesn’t want the contract anymore. He wants to really be with you and it’s what you want too.

You’re wearing the fancy lingerie he bought for you. When he drives through garage of his penthouse in the city, he stands behind you as you admire the view of the city. He peels the straps of your dress from your shoulder, exposing your tits to the skyline. He grabs them in his hands and you keen into him 😭 his hands are so big and his rings are pinching your nipples!!!

And he lifts your dress up to see you aren’t wearing any fuckin panties!!! You’re so wet he can see the stain on the silk dress. He’s like “I’ll fill your skirt with as many dresses as you want baby” and he rips the dress down the middle and hiked it up to your tummy!!!

He gently lays you down on the floor and eats your like a grocery store in the apocalypse!!!! He guides you through orgasm after orgasm until his clothes are soaked and so is the floor 😦

And then he fucks the shit outta you!!!! Because even though he’d like to make love to you he just can’t wait! His cock thrusts in you while he has a hand on your neck and his other hand on your clit “you’re gonna cum when I tell you to princess”

“Yes daddy” you moan

“Who’s pussy is this”

“Yours daddy”

“Who’s ass is this?”

“Mine” you tease and he grips your cheeks, because you’re being bratty and you know he hasn’t fucked your sweet ass yet 😭

“It’ll be mine by morning baby. I know how much you want my cock in your ass. You’ve been hinting at it for weeks. Texting me those little peaches. Don’t worry I’ll split you open real good.”

You mewl and drab his wrist. “Please I want your cock so bad daddy”

“My baby gets what she wants. Open,” he commands and you open your mouth and happily accept the his spit!!!

And he fucks you like that until tears fall from your eyes in pleasure and you’re screaming his name. He pulls out and cums all over your tits and tummy, some landing on your face. You dip and finger in and taste with a little smirk and offer him some!! 🤤😦😦😭

Yeah he’ll make love to you tomorrow night 😭😭😭

Bestie what if Janice is his housekeeper/personal assistant because she practically helped Wayne raise him and she comes in the next morning to see you and Eddie butt naked in the living room 😭😭😭😭 Eddie is a heavy sleeper so you woke up with her standing there and she’s like “I guess you’re a keeper then titmouse” 😭😭😭😭

#eddie munson/reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #fem reader #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson fem!reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x black female reader #sav’s anons #eddie munson/female reader #older!eddie #older!eddie munson #sugar daddy!eddie #sugar daddy!eddie munson #Janice #munsonology #dom!eddie #soft dom!eddie

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siriuslysmoking · 5 months

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FICMAS

Everyday at 11

Includes: Fluff (lots of it), angst (only a hint in the later chapters), no smut (so far), a bunch of feel good stuff to make me happy and hopefully you <3

A/N: they’re not fics, it’s a bunch of blurbs that I don’t want to write 1k+ for.

I almost ran out of ideas for 25 days, don’t know how you guys do it for kinktober. Props to you!!

Day 1 - Christmas shopping with Steve

Day 2 - Setting up the tree with James

Day 3 - Movie Marathon with Peter Parker

Day 4 - wrapping presents with Remus

Day 5 - Ice skating with Regulus

Day 6 - Building a Snowman with Theo

Day 7 - Building Gingerbread Houses with Fred

Day 8 - Ugly Sweater Party with Harry

Day 9 - Going sledding with Jegulus

Day 10 - Holiday Baking with Robin

Day 11 - Taking the kids to see Santa with Steve

Day 12 - Picking the perfect tree with Mattheo

Day 13 - Snowball Fight with James

Day 14 - Decorating cookies with Eddie

Day 15 - Buy each others presents with Regulus

Day 16 - Secret Santa with Remus

Day 17 - Elf on The Shelf with Steve

Day 18 - Tree Lighting with Peter Parker

Day 19 - Christmas Morning prep with Fred

Day 20 - Christmas Market with Theo

Day 21 - Light displays with James

Day 22 - Angel Tree with Harry

Day 23 - Snow Storm with Robin

Day 24 - Visiting Family with Regulus

Day 25 - Christmas Morning with Eddie

comment if you want to be added to a taglist for everyday or a certain day!

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starrycollesta · 2 years

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OVERSTIMULATION | EDDIE MUNSON X DOM!READER

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ paring: eddie munson x dom!reader

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ words: 531

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ synopsis: reader overstimulating Eddie Munson.

༅:*･ﾟﾟ･ includes: overstimulation, crying, vaginal sex, restraints, dom!reader, sub!eddie, begging, smut, descriptive sex.

sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes | cross posted on AO3

Eddie's hands and feet are tied to the bed to stop him from getting up. A vibrator is taped to his dick and nipples on the highest setting. You could hear his cries and curses from the living room. He'd start off begging for you to untie him and turn the vibrator's off before his voice cuts off abruptly and he yells out as he orgasms.

You tried to ignore his loudness as you turned the tv up to drown out his noises. It did little to stop the throbbing in your pussy though. He sounded so hot in the bedroom. You wanted to run into the room and relieve yourself using his cum soaked dick. But you held off on doing that for now.

You turned your focus onto the television in front of you, barely paying attention. After 10 minuets, you decided to check up on Eddie. His loud screams were reduced to whimpers and barely audible pleas. As you opened the bedroom door, you were hot with the sight off Eddie's tied up form and fresh and dried cum littered on his lower body. His head was lolled to the side, eyes heavy.

"Please untie me, baby. Can't cum anymore. So sensitive..." his voice was raspy from all the screaming. You caressed his heated face as his eyes were pleading for you to have mercy. Tears strained his pale face from all the overstimulation. He looked so drained and tired. His hair was sticking to his sweat-soaked forehead.

Suddenly his hips lifted off the bed as his orgasm came again. Ropes of cum shot out of his cock. You were surprised he could still cum like that. He whimpered through his orgasm and a little after it was done.

"After I ride you then I'll untie you honey. I promise." you leaned down to kiss his red lips and lightly brush the hair away from his face. He looked like he was going to protest but he was so drained, so he nodded.

You removed your night gown and soaked underwear quickly. You carefully removed the tape from his cock, causing him to hiss in pain. His dick was still so sensitive. You kept the nipple vibrators to make him feel good while you ride him.

You grasped his length and slowly lowered onto him. You both sighed as you sat upon his cock. Your hands were on his waist as you carefully lifted yourself up and down.

"Mmm fuck..." Eddie whined out as you continued your movements on his poor dick. Gradually, you picked up the pace, bouncing more forcefully but not too fast. Eddie's face was screwed up with a painful expression. The feeling off the vibrators on his nipples combined with the feeling of your cunt gripping his cock made his senses overload.

Your toes curled as you felt your impending orgasm. You through your head back and moaned as you came all over his cock. Eddie followed suit, shooting his cum into your heat.

You got off Eddie and grabbed towels to clean yourself and himself up. You untied him and took the vibrators off and let him lay on the bed, completely exhausted.

#eddie munson x reader #sub eddie munson #sub!eddie munson #dom!reader #dom reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x black!reader

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mamibaddie · 2 years

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18+ only! Contains smut! Minors DNI.

Perv!best friend!Eddie who loves to hug you from behind when you’re wearing tight dresses and skirts. He gets so close to where he can lay his forehead on your head and smell your hair products. He even looks down your shirt/dress, hoping he can get a peek. He might even gently and subtly rub his hard-on against your ass.

Speaking of hair products, he even goes as far as to get the same hair product as you. That way he can close his eyes and feel like you’re there at all times just by smelling his hair. You catch on and ask him about it but he simply says, “I like how your curls are.”

Perv!best friend!Eddie who’s eyes widen at the fact that you’re not wearing a bra. He can see your nipples get hard and his mouth starts to salivate. Wondering what they’d feel like in his mouth.

Perv!best friend!Eddie who loves watching you apply cocoa butter to your body because it makes your skin so soft and your skin tone glow. He just wants to run his hands up your thighs and fondle you.

You’re hanging out with Eddie and you know he has the hots for you. It’s a scorching day in Hawkins in the dead of summer. You ask him if he’d like a beer and he says “yes please.” You go over to the cooler, bending over in your bikini. Knowing Eddie is eating you up with his eyes. You got one from the bottom. You turn to him and his cheeks and ears are really red. His shorts looking rather tight.“The cold ones are at the bottom!” You say with a smile.

Perv!slightly obsessed!best friend!Eddie doing everything he can to see every inch of you. He’ll even go as far as to look through different porn magazines to see which models look similar to you. Maybe even create a little collage to keep under his mattress. 👀

Noticing Eddie has slightly chapped lips and you keep staring at them, which makes Eddie self-conscious. “W-what? Do I have something non my face?” He starts wiping at his cheeks. You shake your head. “No, your lips are chapped.” His cheeks start to turn pink. “O-oh.” He licks his lips. “B-better?” You look neutral which worries him because he doesn’t want you to think he’s gross or anything. You lean in and kiss him. He immediately melts into the kiss. Right before he tests his limits and slips you some tongue, you break away which makes him whimper. You look at him in his wide eyes and smirk, “better.”

Perv!bestfriend!Eddie who asks what you’re doing this weekend. You let him know that your parents will be gone for a week on vacation. You slowly pull the lollipop you’ve been twirling around in your mouth, out while looking in his eyes. You move to whisper in his ear, “You should come over. We can play mommy and daddy.” He whimpers at the thought, all the blood rushing to his cock.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie the freak munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie munson #perv!eddie #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x female reader #trying to work through my writers block so I can update my two stories

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sinnerlillith · 2 years

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Sweet Pervert O’ Mine

a/n: i shamelessly want and need to peg this man so bad ughhhHHHH this is annoying. sorry it took so long to finish, i like being detailed. also twitter link at end >:)

summary: Eddie is a horny bastard for a boyfriend who likes being pegged roughly any chance he can get, even if that means your little game of “this or that” while you cuddle has to get interrupted by your dirty thoughts.

includes: sub eddie, pegging, 2 rounds, hair pulling, crying, mommy kink, slight choking, spit, praise kink, anal fingering, eddie gets called a pervert (like only 4 times), some pegging position changes, prostate stim, some nipple stim, eddie is a damn masoch!st, reader is both mean and soft dom

word count: enough. did you see the “includes”? this 2 ROUNDS chile, im horny and ready to go.

"Hmm... ok I got one. Weed or alcohol?" you ask Eddie as you lay on your right side, eyeing his side profile as he stares up at the celling of his room. He’s laying fully on his back, his ringed left hand resting on your thigh as it lays over his bare torso. He just showered and is only shirtless in sweat pants. His eyebrows furrow into a thinking face as he contemplates if he likes being drunk or high better.

"Huh.. I think I like being high better," Eddie starts, still looking at the ceiling, “because I know I’m a lot more creative when I’m high. I’m just a lazy stumbling mess when I’m wasted.” a small smile creeps onto his lips as he remembers little, yet embarrassing, memories of his drunk words and actions.

Your eyes never break away from his face. The way his chin and cheeks wrinkle when he smiles, his pink lips curling, his white teeth showing, all of it, makes you grin softly at him.

“Yeah, I believe that. How about...” your voice trails off as you think of another question, “a new tattoo or a tongue piercing?”

His eyes squint as he imagines either one. His lips press together, contemplating what he’d even get as a new tattoo if he had the chance. He then switches to thinking about how a tongue piercing would feel against your skin.

He’s always kissing and licking it, which he knows makes you squirm, but he wonders how it would feel with a tongue piercing. He grins at the extra pleasure the metal bead would bring to you if his curly head was between your legs, licking your slit up slowly until the bead glides effortlessly over your clit. He thinks about how you might whine if it slid over your nipple before he harshly sucks it, or how you might shiver if it rolls against your neck.

“Tongue piercing. With out a doubt.” he answers, a suggestive smile now on his side profile.

“Oh yeah?” you challenge that look on his face, wondering what he’s thinking that got him so smug. His head turns left on his pillow so his face is alined with yours, big brown eyes now looking at you. They dart to your lips and back up to your eyes so quickly that if you blinked you would have missed it. That smile on his face makes the fat under his eyes become defined.

“Yeah.” his voice is is raspy and innocently suggestive. If anyone else heard it, they wouldn't think twice, but when you hear it, you know it means something else. Something definitely got him thinking, but he’s talking as if everything is normal. At least, he’s trying to, because he’s never been good at hiding his arousal.

Fine. If he wants to play faux innocent, then you will too.

"So then... do you want me to peg you with your face shoved in the pillow, or hovering above it?" Your eyes still look at his own, watching his reaction.

"wha- y/n?" His eye brows raise, making his eyes go big with them.

"Oh! Or....” your eyes look away, head turned as you stare up, making a face of ‘hmmm let me think’ as if you’re not asking anything more than a normal question. “Do you want to jerk yourself off while I peg you, or, do you like it better when I do it for you?"

His face gets hot at the images you're suddenly putting in his head. The hand he had resting on your thigh involuntarily squeezes it lightly. His eyes blink in a flustered confused manner. Your own eyes turn back to meet his, a small half smile on your face, littered in artificial innocence. You noticed how his lips are now parted slightly in surprise and disbelief.

This just makes you want to push him further.

"How about this- praise kink or mommy kink ?" You say the last 2 words with a completely different tone than the words before. The lids of your eyes now sink lower, relaxed, as your fake grin is replaced with a softly suggestive one.

He gulps, his heart skips a beat. His face looks like his brain just overheated and crashed. He can’t think of anything except all the dirty thoughts you put in his head. His left hand that was once squeezing lightly is now firmer on your thigh as his head turns away from you. His face had a strained smile on it before it turns away, as if the thoughts in his head are giving him some sort of pain. His right hand squeezes at both of his temples and he lets out a pained sigh, and you giggle at his display. He seriously hopes you brought your strap in that bag of yours that’s resting on the floor.

“Jesus, babe.” he says very quietly under his breath. The hand that was pressing on his temples drags down his face, pulling his skin with it making it look saggy. “You’re fuckin’ dirty.” his voice is muffled under his large veiny palm.

“That’s not an answer, Eddie.”

"Well, shi- fuck, obviously I'm going to say both for everything!" He stutters over his words. His hand waves in the air to help make gestures for his point.

"Good." You shift your thigh that's on him to the side of his hip as you slide up over him and to straddle his lower body. Your crotch is sitting right on top of his while both your clothes separate you. He begins to speak as your fingers slide up to his bare chest, tracing his black widow spider tattoo.

“So...” he starts, “you brought your -uh, your strap, then? Right?” he sounds accidentally desperate, as if he was trying to play it cool but just couldn’t.

God, he’s so cute.

A smile slowly spreads onto your face while you look down at him. Your hands halt from tracing his skin. “You’d like that wouldn’t you, tough guy?”

He huffs out a singular heh as a response to your teasing, then bashfully closes his eyes with a shake from his head. “Whatever, y/n.”

Your hands move again, but this time down his body. The flats of your palms sail over his barely visible abs under his smooth, warm skin, rising and falling as he calmly breathes.

He watches you above him, looking at his body with something similar to lust in your eyes. His hands are on your thighs with his thumbs brushing up and down, fondly. He gulps, beginning to think about how he wants you on him, kissing him and marking up his neck...

“Kiss me?” his voice comes out quiet and gentle. You can tell he’s pleading for you rather than commanding you. It makes your heart warm up with fondness at how gentle he is.

You lean down and slide one hand up to his face while the other finds a place on his chest. You bring your lips to his full pink ones and kiss him at your own pace. It’s calm and intimate at first, just taking your time kissing his warm and smooth lips. You can feel the air from his nose fan over your lips, his mouth barely opens wider to accept more of your own.

His decorated hands still sit on your thighs. You tilt your head further to the side to open your mouth more and deepen the kiss while your hand slides down to the back of his skull. This causes Eddie’s hands to move up your back and grip your shirt, balling the fabric in his hands desperately.

Then the kiss gets more greedy. You bite his lower lip and tug it outwards to open his heated mouth for you. You let your tongue come out to slip over his own wet one, causing him to tense up. One of his hands comes up to the back of your neck to push your lips impossibly closer to his, while the other hand slides down your back to grip your ass under your shorts. The action of his greedy hands kneading your fatty muscle makes you groan against his mouth.

The kiss speeds up and you can hear the both of you exhaling heavier. Making out with Eddie like this really is enough to create a layer of slick in your underwear. The kiss was so intense, you had to pull away and place your head to his own as you both caught your breath.

Both your bodies feel too hot against each other now, you and need to shed some clothes. Rushing to quickly take off your shirt, you reveal your bra, leaving both you and Eddie shirtless. His eyes watch you with adoration, then he remembers he needs to take his sweats off. He sloppily shifts under you to tug his sweats down, tongue coming out and poking his upper lip while he focuses on his movements.

He’s left in his plaid underwear while you’re now back to sitting on him, in your bra and shorts. You lean forward to return to kissing him, and his hand curves around the back of your neck, fingers gently touching the base of your skull. They feel so warm and so firm, yet so gentle on you.

You break the kiss just to bring your lips to the thin, and sensitive skin of his pulsing neck. His flesh is hot against the wetness of your lips as you scatter passionate kisses on him. He moves his head more out in the opposite direction, as if to ask for more attention on his neck.

Your hot breath and wet lips against his neck makes his stomach flip. His hands are flat on the skin of your back, holding on to you as he begins to feel harsh sucks of his skin between your teeth. His body twitches from your hickeys, eyes rolling shut in pleasure. Suddenly, his mouth falls open and he lets out a gasp.

“Damn, sweetheart. You bit me.” he rasps, small smile on his face.

You grin on his neck and place a sweet, gentle kiss on your bite mark. “You liked it.”

He gets butterflies at your observation, blood rushing to the semi in his underwear. He loves it when you bite him. Something about seeing the reddish pink teeth marks on his pale skin in the mirror just makes him feel giddy.

You kiss down his neck to his collar bone, leaving a bite just below the bone itself, where the skin is most thin. His eyes shut at the feeling, letting a small groan out before reopening them. Your kisses don’t falter at all. They eventually get down to just above his nipple, dirty thoughts now running through your own head as you look at the pink bud, now stopping your kisses.

You look up at his large deep eyes, which have flickered down to your own, confused as to why you stopped kissing his skin suddenly.

You ask him a question, revealing your thoughts, “Can I bite these too?”

He cant even find the words to answer you. He was already hoping you were going to do that, especially sine he’d be far too embarrassed to ask. He mentally curses at the shyness your question brings.

He responds with a needy, breathy, singular word, almost too quiet to hear --

“please.”

Oh fuck, he’s so damn cute when he does that.

Your wet lips wrap around his nipple, while you let your tongue come out to roll over his bud as you suck. His back jolts off the mattress as he feels the heat of your mouth on his sensitive nipple.

His ringed hands make way to the back of your head and he breathes out a shakey exhale. You begin to use your teeth to ever so gently bite, testing out how much pressure he really needs since he’s sensitive. His face scrunches at the feeling, then soon relaxes when your teeth are replaced by your tongue. His hands that are on your head begin to lightly push your face further into his shaking chest, silently begging for you not to stop.

You release his nipple from your mouth, only to put the now flushed red bud back between your lips even harsher than before. Your mouth fills the air with sucking sounds until your teeth bite again, this time tugging the flesh out as far as it can go before snapping back onto his chest.

“ah- ouch...” he whimpers. You look up as his face, expecting to see a pained one, but you’re surprised instead. His eye brows are arched downward at the edges, and his eye lids droop from arousal. His face looks fucking pornographic.

“You ok?”

He nods. “Just sensitive.. but don’t want you to stop..” his voice comes out airy and light, quite a contrast from his usual self.

You move to suck on his opposite nipple, leaving a trail of kisses and hickeys on your way to it. You do the same to that one as you did to the previous. Each movement of your tongue and teeth draws out pained and pleasured noises from Eddie. His back arches and twists into your body.

Once you’re done, you place wet open mouth kisses up his body, leaving a trail of saliva until you reach his neck, kissing up the column of his throat once you get to his chin. You lift your head to look up into his eyes.

“So....” you start, “why were you curious about my strap?”

He jokingly rolls his eyes. “Why do you think? Don’t get clueless with me, babe.”

“I think... it’s because you wanna fucked ruthlessly by me, babe.” you mock him slightly, with a smile on your face.

“Oh ‘ruthlessly’?” he challenges, but his voice is laced with playfulness. “Let’s see it then, y/n.”

“Yeah I’ll show you, alright.” You say playfully, lifting your torso up to slip your shorts off, now leaving you in only a bra and underwear. “No mercy from me, Munson.” He likes it that way anyway.

When you make your way back on top of him, you look down at Eddie. He’s eyeing your near naked body as he whistles flirtatiously at it.

“Pervert.” you tease.

“Whaaat? That’s never seemed to be a problem with you...” he says suggestively.

You smile, "Shut up."

You lean your body forward to ghost your lips over his plump pink ones before letting them touch. Teasing him, you pull your head back each time he tries to kiss you deeper, harder, faster, rougher, anything he can try, but it all fails. Your hand moves down his torso, to his clothed lower body, but he’s too distracted by your teasing to focus on your hands.

He pouts at you, wanting you to let him kiss you. “sto- oh! Shit..”

Before he can finish pouting, your hand has already traveled under the hem on his underwear to grip his semi hard shaft. Once you do, you finally let his lips met yours firmly. You let him kiss you however he wants, and for him, that means a sensual kiss with tongue.

He starts to breath heavier through his nose due to the rushed kiss, as well as your palm groping on his hardening dick. His hands touch your bare back, squeezing at you above your rib cage, rings adding more texture to his warm large hands.

You break the kiss, feeling his saliva on your lips. The saliva from your mouth that was on his own pink tinted lips gets licked up by him.

“Take these off.” You say referring to his underwear.

He chuckles and responds to your order flirtatiously. “Yes ma’am.”

Your hips raise off him so you’re sitting up straight on just your knees as he slides his underwear down to his feet, shaking them off. You then swing your legs back so your thighs are behind his own, similar to a missionary position.

He’s now fully bare, underneath you, legs spread so you can fit between them while you’re only in your bra and underwear. You lean down and he automatically crosses his legs around your back to keep you close to him. Your head hovers inches over his face as your hand comes to slide over his throat, barely choking him.

“Open” you say, eyes looking at his lips.

He obediently open his mouth, tongue lolling out, eyes crossing to look at your own lips. You let spit fall from your pursed lips and land in his mouth. His blunt finger tips tighten their grip on your back, feeling completely wild at your dirty actions. You mutter a ‘good boy’ to him before you let your mouths meet for an extremely heated kiss.

As you make out, you prop yourself up on your forearm while your other hand that was on his throat releases him and slides down his chest, finger tips lightly grazing over his pecs to his abdomen. His hands hold both sides of your head, then one of his arms snake around your neck, while his other palm holds your cheek. Your own palm then lays flat on his happy trail, coming to a halt from grazing his torso.

You pull your lips away from him. “Unhook your legs and spread them more.” you mutter against his lips. He releases your body from his legs, opening his thighs as close to the sheets below them as he can, allowing his hole to be better exposed for your hand. You lower your lips to kiss him again, rewarding him for his obedience.

As you kiss him, your palm lowers even further, past his shaft. Your middle finger ghosts over his hole, making his hips jolt at the sudden contact. You smile into the kiss, now aware of the effect your fingers have on him. Your mouth then bites his lower lip, tugging it back so his mouth gapes open, allowing your tongue to slip in. Your middle finger returns to his hole, now applying more pressure.

You circle his rim slowly, making him inaudibly whimper into your mouth, sounds muffled into your kiss. His ringed hand on your cheek slides to the back of your neck, needing something to hold onto. His forearm that was slung over your shoulders is still there with his hand griping your skin, blunt nails pressing into the smooth flesh.

His back is arching off the sheets. It curves into your torso, letting your nearly bare skin feel his own. You let the finger pad of your middle finger try to pry its way into his hole. He’s tight, but once the pad of your finger is swallowed, you slowly and gently wiggle it around to get him to loosen.

You feel his breath speed up as well as his kissing. He was growing impatient and needy, something that always tends to happen when the pervert gets his ass played with.

“more...” he says into your mouth, immediately going back to kissing. You let him for a short while until you pulled away from the kiss, looking into his eyes.

“I have to get up and grab the lube then.” Your bag that you brought has both your strap and lube, but its on the floor at the edge of the bed. He fake pouts, lower lip coming to push as you get off of him to grab your bag. He misses your warmth and smiles once you return between his thighs. Your lube is being squeezed into your finger that was previously teasing him. You let it smear around as you sit up. Your butt is on your heels and thighs under his legs.

You put the lube down and place your hand on his hip, while your lubed middle finger comes back to his hole. Your eyes look to his face as the pressure of your finger returns to him, wiggling its way half in. He blinks rapidly for a second as he adjusts, staring at your hand between his legs. You push your finger in all the way to your knuckle and he gasps, gripping your forearm on his hip.

He’s still a little tight, so you let your finger stay all the way in and move it around so his muscles can relax. Eddie’s eyes clench as his stomach flexes from the sensation. You just watch the whole thing through heavy eyelids, softly smiling at his reactions.

As your forearm is still in his warm grip, he looks up at you. His face warms up at your stare, making him suddenly aware of the position he’s in. His lover is sitting up between his spread legs, while he’s completely exposed to her, with her finger curling in him, and he loves it. The way you look down at him while he’s completely exposed and open to you, reddish pink bite marks on his chest and hickeys on his neck. Even when you still have some clothing items on, it makes him aware of your dominance over him.

Then fact that you’re in control- fuck, it makes him bite his lip and wish for you to wreck him. Still, he’s embarrassed by his thoughts.

“Stop looking at me like that..” he utters quietly, voice wavering as it holds back a whimper.

“Like what?” your tone is patronizing. You begin to pull your finger out to the pad of your finger tip. Before he can respond, you slide it back in, interrupting his thoughts. You keep finger fucking him, feeling him relax more as you sped up.

His mouth falls open, but before he can let a noise slip out, he tucks his lower lip under his teeth, preventing him from showing his true pleasure. Holding his moans back just makes you want to be rougher with him, until he goes from holding back moans to not being able to stay silent. You grab the lube again and pull your finger out. He sighs at the loss of contact.

You squeeze lube onto your middle and pointer finger, smearing it together on both. You slowly push both fingers in, rubbing circles on the back of his thigh with your opposite hand. He whines softly and his hands fist at the sheets under him.

“Almost there Eddie, just relax.” you try to soothe him as you pump your fingers in an out.

He groans a pitchy groan, getting impatient with your slow pace. He rolls his hips into your fingers, thighs closing towards each other by a few inches. His large hands now move behind his legs to grip your thighs, veins showing as he squeezes your skin.

“Aw, pretty boy. You want something?” you cock your head to the side as you eye him. His large brown eyes look up at you as he nods meekly.

“faster...” he croaks.

You pump your fingers in and out of him faster, and his body reacts in the most erotic way. His legs start to spread open wider, automatically. His head slips back further into the pillows, exhaling deeply with open mouth breaths. His ringed hands slide off you to go on the under parts of his thighs as they squeeze the muscle there and spread himself more open. He finally lets his noises come out.

“mmm- ah fuck-!” he groans as he huffs out fast breaths. His ears turn a cute shade of pinkish red as he hears the wet sounds from his hole being fingered by you. His right hand releases his thigh as it comes down to touch his shaft, fucking his fist to the pace of your fingers.

He looks at you, eyes needy, mouth open and panting. “Please fucking kiss me...” his voice is trembling. You lean down with a smile and pin your lips to his puffy pink ones. When your lips meet, he starts to fuck himself faster, groaning and whining into the kiss. His sloppy kiss, arching back, and speed of his hand under your stomach shows that he’s ready for something more.

As your fingers still pump in him, you pull your head back, hovering over his slightly red face. His breath fans on your mouth as he looks up with a haziness to him, only focusing on the pleasure he’s feeling.

“Looks like you’re having fun.” you tease him, which pulls him out of subspace. He’s suddenly back to reality, bringing his unoccupied hand to his hair, bashfully covering his face with it. His head attempts turning to the side to go as far into the pillow as he can, which isn’t too far given his position.

“Aw Ed, you’re so cute,” your fingers stop moving inside of him. “but let me see you.”

He desperately needs the pleasure you bring him to come back, so he slowly moves his head back to face you, then tugs his curls away. He looks up at you though half lidded eyes pressing his lips into a flat line as he softly smiles. You could have sworn he almost looked stoned, just high of your fingers.

You smile at him, fingers now retuning to their pace, loosening him up even more. His eyes roll back just before they shut close. His mouth falls open as he lets out a raspy groan.

“You want the strap now?” you question.

He nods rapidly. “Mhmm” is all he can say, sweet thing is just so lost in the pleasure already.

You twist your torso and turn to grab the strap, slipping your fingers out of him. You undo the strap and it slip around your hips, fastening it around your upper thighs. You squeeze lube onto the dildo and lather it. Now that its adjusted to your body and slicked up, you place your hands on the thin skin below the back of his knees, holding his legs open. You let the tip of the firm semi-realistic anal dildo press up against his open hole.

Both his warm hands move to your waist, his right one is still wet with his pre cum. Ringed fingers curl around your smooth skin to grip it as you settle between his raised thighs. You begin to roll your hips forward, pushing the dildo inside him while watching his face.

His teeth grit at the pressure of his walls being filled. He can feel the small bumps and veins of the strap giving extra stimulation to him. He whines lowly, barely hearable. You slowly bottom out, the base of the strap now fully in him.

“Are you ok, Ed?”

He nods. You take it as a sign to pull out to the tip, and push back in, nice and easy. You start with slow thrusts, fingers squeezing the back of his knees to steady yourself. He huffs with every roll of your hips, tongue darting out to lick his lips that dry a bit when he breathes out.

You begin to feel less resistance from the muscles in his hole, showing you that he’s starting to adjust to the size. Keeping your thrusts at their slow pace, you start slide out easy, but enter back punctuating harsher. His legs twitch in your palms at your sudden harshness. This makes his dark eyes open wide, looking up at the celling, then to you while you smile at him.

His bangs are messy and his hair is scattered across the pillow under him, guitar pick necklace sticking to the sweat on his hickey covered chest. His fingers curl around your waist rougher, eyes now squinting in pleasure, blunt fingers digging into your sides. His mouth has fallen open, tatted chest rising as he pants.

“hnngg, y/n- gonna go insane if you don’t - mmf” his moans interrupt him, “if ya don’t go faster, damn it.” he groans this time, glistening chest of his vibrating, causing your ears to warm up at his cute noises.

He looks so fucking good under you. Eyes shut, holding on to you for dear life, face heating up- god damn it. He’s perfect.

“Is that how you ask, Eddie?” your tone is soft and sweet, contradicting to your intentions and harsh thrusts.

“mmm..” he full on whines, such a needy and pornographic whine, so desperate for you to go faster. “please mommy... I want it... go faster...”

“There it is, good boy.” you praise.

Your hands move from off his thighs to his waist area of his lower body, pressing firmly on him to adjust your legs and change your angle so you can move faster. You begin to fuck him faster, breath speeding up to accommodate to your pace. His warm hands on your waist begin to feel damp with both of your light sweat mixing under his palms. His eyes shut harshly, beginning to feel a slight wetness at the base of his thick eyelashes.

He reopens them to look up at you, eyebrows and eyelids downturned. “mmm fuck, thank you,” he moans out, trying to catch his breath at the same time. You cant help but smile down at him and think about how good submission looks on his fucked out face.

Your thrusts don’t falter, keeping their moderate speed. His legs are still spread open, uncrossed around your body. They unsymmetrically lay out wide on either side of you, one twitching from the pleasure. He’s groaning, head turning to hide his face in the pillows. You notice how his dick isn't receiving any attention from his hand anymore. It’s still very hard, slight glimmering of precum at the pinkish tip of it. Your eyes move back up to his semi-hidden face. The pillow isn’t effective in hiding his shut eyes and slightly drooling mouth.

“Don’t hide your pretty face, baby,” you coo, “let me see it...”

Eddie’s head slowly rolls, exhaling heavily through his mouth before it finally stills, facing you. A few curls from his bangs are wet at the tips, touching his forehead while the rest of his hair is pulled down the sides of his face, laying on the pillow thanks to gravity. The corner if his pretty pink mouth has a drop of drool, which you bend over to lick up.

You rise back up, still thrusting into him, seeing his body move back and forth with each thrust. You hold eye contact with him as your right hand moves off his side to grip his dick, starting to pump it firmly. His brown eyes can no longer stay open with the extra stimulation.

“Fuck, Christ-” his back arches, trying to raise his dick further into your hand. “more, more...” he doesn't even know what he’s moaning for more of, he just feels so good and wants more of that pleasure.

Your hips stop thrusting and your hand stop rubbing him, letting the strap-on stay still inside of him as you reach out for his spread open legs, ready to switch into a different position to give Eddie ‘more’ of whatever it is he’s babbling about.

His head lifts up from the pillow, pretty brown eyes look down at where you’re connected. “W-why’d you stop? What’re you doing?” he whines, sounding like he’s about to cry at the loss of stimulation. You ignore him while you press his thighs into his chest and lean forward, letting the backs of his knees sit above your shoulders. His lower legs and sock covered feet stick up in the air as you hunch into him.

“Stop whining. Take what you’re given, ok pretty boy?” you look down at him, a small smile creeps onto your face. He gets that familiar flutter of arousal in his stomach. Your commanding dominance paired with ‘pretty boy’, it’s enough to make him whisper a curse under his breath.

You’re putting him in a mating press, which automatically angles his hips up, slightly above the mattress so you can stimulate his prostate. Your hands are on the side of his head, careful to not trap his brown curls under them. His large eyes look at where you’re inside him as you slowly ease out and slide back in.

“oooh fuck-” he groans, “that’s good... feels good...” This new angle and pace feels different to him, it won’t let him get all his words out. His inked arms cross over your neck, eyes no longer paying attention to your strap. You make eye contact with his droopy, pleasured, brown eyes and he lifts his chin for your mouth. Your lips meet for a shakey, sloppy, kiss.

Your thrusts speed up while your mouths are still connected, causing him to choke on a moan, letting his mouth wide open for a half second. You slip your tongue in, but he cant keep up with your kiss. He whines against your mouth, all the other noises he makes are muffled while his ringed hand clings to your scalp. He’s absolutely struggling to kiss you back, feeling too good at the sensation of getting fucked like this. Once your mouths finally separate, the muffled noises break free from his plump wet lips, and he rambles, unable to properly put words together.

“nnggh y/n, need more- mmm shit-! faster, harder, please...”

“Shit Eddie, keep begging for me,” you begin to pant.

“Mommy... I need you...” he sounds absolutely pathetic, but he could care less. “...need you harder... harder, baby please-”

You ram into him harder before he can let anymore words out, making you completely flustered by his begging. He gasps and pants short heavy breaths over and over again. His full head of hair is whipping back, further into the pillow, completely exposing his bite covered neck to your lustful gaze.

“Good boy Eddie baby, sound so pretty for me.” you smile as you praise him.

The heat from your bodies being so close to each other makes you both sweat, but hearing his erotic noises makes you create a layer of slick in your underwear. Your strong thrusts and eye rolling speed makes his hips roll into your strap, attempting to match your pace.

One particular roll of his hips has him seeing stars due to the fact that he arched himself right onto his prostate, sending a rush of red hot tingles up and down his body. He looks down and uses his forearms against the mattress to help stable him as he curls his hips up again, lifting his pelvis higher to hit that same spot.

His toes literally curl in his socks, head whipping back, bringing his long hair with him. He tucks his plush lower lip under his upper teeth, trying to hold back tears of pleasure. His pornographic noises are muffled behind his mouth, but his face shows all. Seeing his half open eyes that cant even look at you anymore paired with his downturned dark eyebrows isn't good enough for you though. You need to hear how needy he is, how good he feels, all of it.

“Yeah? Right there, huh?” you taunt, tongue coming out to lick your lips.

He quickly nods his head, letting his damp bangs shake along with him. He stops biting his lip and attempts to focus his eyes on you, blinking rapidly.

“oh fuck, I love it...” his voices sounds raspy and low at first, but with his next words, it gets pitcher and higher with each request. “..keep going, please keep going, ah shit- shit!”

He officially cant keep his eyes open, face contorting and flinching with every shake of his body to your speed, stimulating his prostate. He cant keep his head still either, along with his now trembling legs. He huffs and pants through his wet, freshly bitten lips, creating even more heat between your faces.

Lips tremble as he begs and cries for you, chanting your name and ‘mommy’ over and over again, and boy is he getting loud. Curses fall from his lips, his blazing hands move from the mattress to your back, blunt nails curling into your skin leaving minimal marks. His noises are starting to get too intense.

“Shut up, unless you want the whole park to hear you.” you sneer at the pretty mess of a man below you.

His heart actually skips a beat at the intensity of your words. Eddie gasps, choking on a moan as he desperately tries to hold his voice back.

“damn...” he very lowly mewls out, trying to stay quiet for you, but the idea of people hearing how good you make him feel... It sends a chill down from neck to spine. Eddie reacts to the thoughts you put in his head with a clench around your strap.

You respond to his walls clinging to your dildo with a smirk. “Oh? You’d like that? Pervert.” You start to slow down your thrusts a bit, dragging out slowly all the way to the tip, and curling your hips back in, letting him feel every curve of the dildo-- a sensation you cant give him when you plow into him too fast.

This helps him keep his voice low, for the most part at least. The pleasure of feeling every part of your strap on, slowly and sensually, drives the curly headed pretty boy to a new kind of crazy. His decorated hands on your back relax a little bit, but his face is pleading.

A devilish curl of your lips now paints your heated face as you taunt him, “You want everyone to hear you, huh?” He whines, but much pitchier this time. Your teasing is so cruel, yet so hot to his embarrassed ears. He got caught thinking perverted thoughts about you both, yet it’s making his dick twitch around underneath you. It’s making his chest heave, stomach flip, lips quiver. You start to thrust into him faster again, ending each thrust roughly, causing your skin to slap onto his own. His hands are searching over your body, trying to find a place to hold onto.

Your pace is unforgiving, making it harder for the pervert to stay quiet. “Go ahead, let them hear you.” you pant out to him, “You want that, don’t you?” Just like that, his noises come back. They’re flooding in the room and filling your ears. You notice tears at the lower lids of his eyes, just sitting there, welling up. It’s cute, it’s hot, it’s making you wet.

“Mommy, so good, ha-! fuck yes, right there..!” His legs are back to twitching besides you as he lets his words ramble out his gaping mouth. The sensation of his g-spot being hit over and over again makes his whole body heat up and quiver below you.

“Say my name.” you command from above him, “Let them know who’s fucking you this good.” His tongue is lolling out ever so slightly, eyes glossy and half open, rolling back into his skull. Eddie feels so good that he cant even remember his own name, let alone say yours. All he can do is make sinful broken moans.

“ah f-fuck, oh god...” he chokes on his own voice, stuttering and gasping, “hell yes.. yes, yes- mmm!” His mouth tries to form to the shape of your name, but his lip is quivering so much, it interrupts him.

“C’mon Eddie, almost there baby,” you grow impatient, “or else I’ll stop...” It was only a half empty threat, but it has him snapping out of it quick. He’s shaking his head, basically pleading for you to not stop.

He begins to finally speak clearly as your name falls from his lips several times, only speaking in half sentences. He cries out to you, “fuuuck me... gonna cum, gonna cum-!” You swear he’s loud enough for someone walking by to hear him.

A hand of his lifts off your body to go down and stroke himself, much faster than your thrusts. You can hear his wet dick and short breaths and he tries to near climax.

Your head turns downwards, resting on his sticky forehead to get a view of him pumping himself. He looks so good like this, legs up above your shoulders, touching himself, dildo slipping in and out of him, full body twitching under you.

You cant help it, words just naturally slip from your mouth, “Damn it Eddie, you look perfect... so fucking perfect.”

Your words make him so flustered, driving him impossibly closer to his orgasm. He can barely get another stroke out before he’s squeezing his eyes painfully shut, cumming all over his stomach--which surprises you both. You weren't expecting him to finish so quickly after your sudden sweet compliment, but he does. Flattery works well with him, far too well, because he actually can’t stop cumming.

He’s so lost in his high, and you just keep fucking him through it, skillfully hitting his g-spot multiple times with each roll of your hips. His thighs tremble against your shoulders, and his unoccupied hand comes up to painfully grip the pillow above him. His shoulders have the tips of his hair clinging to them as they shudder from the intensity of the climax. Eddies groans of pleasure are raspy, like he’s losing his voice from all the noise he’s making. Your legs are tired, but you want to-- no, need to keep going. You need to see how long it takes him to milk himself out fully.

His creamy white fluid just keeps spilling past his knuckles and thick fingers, less and less with each pump, dripping to his pubes, still not coming to an end. He almost doesn’t seem to notice how much a load he’s blowing, at least not until his brown eyes open to see small puddles of his cum on his stomach, rolling down the sides of his abdomen. The relatively warm liquid begins to slide dangerously close to dripping on the sheets below him as he finally pumps out the last of his semen. Your hips still at the final drop leaving his leaky red tip.

“Holy fuck, man,” he breathes out quietly, damp eyes blinking lazily like the world is moving in slow motion, “that’s... a lot.”

You let out an out-of-breath chuckle at his observation, still looking down, foreheads still resting on one another. “mhmm, it’s hot.”

His already warm face suddenly gets warmer at your confession. You lift up off him, silicon still inside him as you sit up straight. You start to ease his legs down to the side, still trembling faintly in your hands. You place a kiss to the inside of one of his knees before laying them to rest on the mattress. You slowly pull out but he winces at the emptiness.

His eyes still look a little heavy when you stare at his dazed face. “You ok?” you question, rubbing soothing circles on his inner thighs. He looks at you and nods.

His head barely lifts to look down at his abdomen. “jus’ feel like I should clean this off-”

“nah.” you interrupt.

His pretty eyes meet yours again. “No?” he asks, lifting a confused eyebrow. You nod a him before you start speaking again.

“Leave it, plus-”

You bend down to place a peck on his lips, which makes your strap poke at his lower body for a short second.

“-I’m not done with you yet.” Eddies eyes flutter an ‘oh shit’ look, but you smile down at him, pecking his lips again. “How about a round two, Eds?” Your hand comes up to twist a piece of his slightly damp hair near his face, twirling it twice in between your finger. “Up for it?” your tone is sweet on him.

He softly gulps, all of his tiredness from earlier fades away at the thought of feeling another orgasm like the one you just gave him all over again. Eddies smile matches yours, cute dimples showing while he nods his head. “Oh absolutely, sweetheart.” he turns his face to your hand and places a sweet kiss to it.

“So.. how about you flip over onto your knees for me, hm?”

He lets you help him guide his body into the proper position. His large adorned hands are splayed out flat against the mattress below his dangling head of hair. His neckless sways with his curls as he moves his body, following your guidance. His knees are spread apart, opening his legs far from each other exposing his hole.

The position is unfamiliar to him, since he typically will have you like this more than you would ever have him like this. It makes him feel a little... ‘feminine’ but those thoughts are pushed away once he hears the familiar sounding cap of your lube popping off again.

You sit up behind him and squeeze the lube onto the strap-on before realigning yourself to his entrance. Eddie is still sensitive from his previous orgasm so he really has to brace himself when you re-enter him carefully.

You grip his hips and push yourself in, keeping him still and paying attention to his movements as you watch for any sign of pain. Luckily, this position of his hips makes it far easier to slip inside of him. Even with your gentleness and his already loosened hole, he still feels stretched out until his hole finally swallow up the base of your strap-on.

“Damn Eddie, you swallowed me up so well.” you praise him as you slide out and then back in, gently. “My good boy.” you coo.

Your praise makes him clench his jaw, but you referring to him as ‘my good boy’, with that possessive pronoun at the beginning? Fuck. That makes him get a swarm of butterflies.

His bashful thoughts are interrupted by his own stuttering groan when you slide out slow and ram back in faster, picking up your pace. All Eddie can hear is the short breaths you exhale as you fuck him, and his own quiet whimpers drowned out by skin on skin sounds.

You slide your hand from his hip to over his flexing back, smoothing over the curves of his faint muscle, shoulder blades, and finally the back of his neck. His low hanging head now has your hand on the back of his skull, under his thick hair. Your fingers curl into his hair as you pull it back by the roots, forcing his head up.

He lets out a loud trembling groan at your harshness, feeling his eyes get hot as they clench shut. They slowly blink open, that familiar feeling of teary eyes surges through him, but fuck it turns him on.

“ha- shit..” he croaks, throat dry from all his previous noises of pleasure from the round before. You hear him mumble something else, but its barely audible over all the sounds of sex flooding the room.

You semi-roughly yank at his dark hair in-between your rough fingers, making his whole head jolt backwards before moving back into place. “Speak up, pretty.” you instruct him, almost harshly.

Your fist tugging his scalp is making his back curve into an erotic arch. His locked elbows begin to faintly wobble out of balance as he tries to keep himself propped up in your grip. He repeats what he said louder for you, “so rough mommy.. fuckin’ love it.”

Your eyes widen at his words and you feel like your mind just stutters for a bit, until you quickly recover and speed up your hips. You bring your voice to a whisper, “Fuck, Eddie-” you huff.

He’s moaning loudly at your new speed, fists balling up the sheets under them as his inked arms shudder, making his broad shoulders quake. His head being tilted back by your firm grip on his frizzy waves of curls lets you hear every whimper, whine, and moan.

He lifts a palm to the his sensitive dick and rubs himself once again, trying to match your speed, but he’s so incredibly sensitive that he flinches from his own hand and swallows back a hiss. He quickly recovers and pumps himself again.

Needy boy.

You notice his pulsing arm movements below his stomach. You release his hair and bring your hand back to his hips to keep your thrusts steady. His near teary eyes are now stinging with hot liquid sitting at his lower eyelids. His big eyes blink away the dampness, but they over flow, letting a hot tear slide down his sweaty red face. It stops at the corner of his open pink mouth that his noises are coming out of.

“oh f-fucking shit-” he gasps and lets a whine of your name fall from his lips. Eddies fist keeps pumping, but your legs are tired and your hips have to slow down completely, giving your burning body a rest. Your slow movinh hips let him once again feel all the textured bumps of the dildo, making his wet eyes roll. He grows impatient, needing you to move faster.

“y/n, d-dont stop, please-”

“nope,” you pant out of breath, “you’re gonna have to do it yourself for a while.”

He whines pathetically, “hnng, no y/n, please, I need you-”

“Then work for it, big boy.”

He groans, his fist stops pumping himself as he lowers his torso to settle down on his forearms, hair brushing over his skin and the mattress. Keeping his head up as he arches his back, he lifts his hips up high with your strap on still inside him.

He’s got the prettiest arch you’ve ever seen.

His head turns slightly to the side so you can see his side profile hidden behind his shaggy hair. He starts to rock his body forward and then back onto your strap. His hair shifts back and forth along with his sweaty body.

You just stare down at him with lustful eyes, hands occasionally caressing his skin, not interfering with his movements. You stay as still as possible between his widely spread legs. He starts to pick up his pace, attempting to mirror the pace you were giving him earlier.

“Thats it pretty boy...” you coo, “there you go.” he can hear your devilish smile. Your tone is sweet, but your torture of watching himself fail at trying to make himself feel as good as you can, and not even helping him, is damn near sadistic.

Eddie just cant seem to fuck himself like you do, and this make him visibly impatient. His fists ball up and he lets out whines of disappointment through his closed mouth. You decide to tease him by lazily moving your hips forward to match his weak pace, making your thrusts just as weak as his own. Although the muscles of his ass are firm, you can still notice some of the fat bouncing back to your slapping hips.

Hot.

“mommy please, I can’t-” he starts to sob softly, voice fluctuating making his voice crack, “I can’t do it, give me more- fuck,”

You smile at his pathetic display, stopping your lazy fake thrusts which forces him to return to fucking himself on your strap on his own. You unclip your sweaty bra and slide it off your shoulders. You lean your torso forward as his hips still move under you, purposefully pressing your breasts on his glistening back while your arms are on the side of his own, holding your weight up.

He feels your hardened nipples and swell of your breasts on his skin, but hates that he can’t see them.

He clenches his jaw, “god damn it,” he groans through gritted teeth, “your tits... fuck, sweetheart.” Your head is next to his pink tinted ear as you turn to place your mouth only a centimeter away from it. You nibble and lick at his ear lobe and upper most curve of his ear, making him bite his lips to hold back a moan at the tingling sensation your warm wet tongue gives him.

You whisper directly into his ear, breath fanning over the wet skin, “Bet you like that, huh pervert?” your tone is the most damn sultry and suggestive thing he’s ever heard. It drives him absolutely feral.

He can’t help it. He whines and absolute pitiful noise. He whines at your breasts on him, your words in his ear, your body heat on his own, your fake dick filling his hole that he’s still trying to fuck himself on.

He whimpers out to you, trying to regain his composure. “You’re mean.” he talks back, or at least tries to because his words stutter with his trembling lips.

You smile into his ear. “And you love it.” you tease him. But you’re right, he does love it. Even when you’re mean to him, his toes still curl.

You lift your naked torso off him, moving your hands back to his hips. You start to thrust into him, for real this time, meeting the pace he set for himself. It’s a steady pace, but not what he was hoping for.

Before he can tell you to speed up, you are already doing so. Your hips basically crescendo, skillfully railing into him. His head lifts up, rolling back as far as he can get it, making his jaw hang open.

A noise comes out of him literally every few times your hips meet his bare ass. Seconds later, his head is hanging low again, just inches above the sheets, huffing curses and whines. He tilts his head to the side, letting you see his side profile, riddled with pleasure on his pretty face. He utters a few words to you, out of breath:

“pull my hair... please,”

Fuck. Eddie Munson is the cutest damn thing with the hottest masochistic tendencies.

You bring your hand back to his course hair, finding his scalp and pulling his curls back while you pound into him. His hands grip into anything he can find below them. The sheets, the pillows, anything, just holding on for dear life.

His chin is lifting up, mouth staying open, letting out the prettiest groans.

“hnng fuck,” his voice is scratchy and his words are starting to slur together, “so hot... when you do that..”

You then stop your hips and use your hand in his hair to guide his face to the pillows. His arms upper wobble as he lowers himself onto the softness, face laying flat to the side so one cheek is rested against it. He’s now fully faced down with his ass up, giving you a perfect view of his spread open and arched body.

He tries to question you, but he still can’t speak clearly. “wai- what’re... wha... doing..?”

“Shhh Eddie, just trying to get you more comfortable,” your hand slides off his hair and onto his firm back, keeping him pushed down.

Your hips start up again, rough, hard, and fast thrusts, making him cry from the pleasure. His hot tears slide from his puffy fat of his lower eyes to the pillow case under his cheek, making small puddle drops.

He wants to tell you how good you’re making him feel, how hot this is, how he feels like he’s gonna cum, but he can barely move his mouth. He’s only making sinful, incoherent noises, completely and utterly unable to form words now.

You look at his face, noticing how he tries to move his lips to speak but they don’t even touch. You can tell he wants to say something, but judging by the way his teary brown eyes begin to roll up and pinkish red tongue nearly comes out, you can tell he’s just feeling too good.

You decide to taunt him. “Aww baby, am I fucking you dumb?” you both can practically hear the prideful smile on your face.

He just drools onto pillow, mouth hanging wide letting open mouthed groans and whines fall through, no longer holding them back. His hooded and droopy eye lids hang over his brown eyes, seemingly unable to focus on a single thing. The angled down corners of his eyebrows give away the fact that he barely has any thoughts in that pretty head of his, only able to focus on how good you’re fucking him.

He can’t speak, but the sight below you gives you enough of an answer:

You’re fucking him absolutely stupid.

“You look like you’re about to cum Eddie,” you speak, “gonna cum for me?” he attempts to nod, but it comes out shakey.

“Gonna make another mess, baby?”

“hnnn-” he whines, trying to close his mouth together.

“That’s my good boy.”

His hands curl into the pillow, knuckles going white as his face practically drowns in salty tears and thick drool. His eyes are squeezing shut so tightly that his vision goes white. His mouth starts to move again, rambling curses and high moans. He wails out ‘mommy’ repeatedly, with an occasional ‘fuck’ slipped in. He’s so close. He feels that heated tingling feeling in his stomach again, making his eyes snap open.

This time, he doesn’t even need to touch himself to help him cum. He spilling his load all over the sheets below him automatically, shaft lifting and twitching with every spurt. His groans go from high and pitchy, to deep and strained. You know he’s cumming now so you keep thrusting, fucking him through it until he goes quiet.

Once done, you both freeze in place, taking deep fast breaths through your mouths as you calm your rapidly beating hearts.

You look down at him, and he looks like an absolute mess, which slightly concerns you. You pull out, which makes him wince and you utter a quick apology as you try to shuffle out of your strap so you can check on him. Once its slipped off your body, you crawl to his side while his ass is still in the air. You help his shaking legs move with just one hand, guiding his knee to come out to the side so one leg is out bent against the mattress, and the other lays straight.

He settles onto his smaller puddle of cum below him, which would make him cringe on any other occasion but at the moment, he’s far too tired.

You brush his sweaty curls away from is face and rest your palm lightly on his cheek. Your thumb swipes over some wetness on it, probably a tear.

“You ok, honey?”

His world is once again moving in slow motion though, so he just slowly blinks his wet eye lashes.

“...mhmm, ‘m fine.” He speaks tiredly. you lift your head to kiss the wet streaks on his face, and then his lips.

“You did so good hun, that was fun.” you smile at him.

“That was hot.” he corrects.

You giggle. “You sure you’re ok though? I though I was pretty rough.”

His ringed fingers come up to rub at his eye while his head shifts to a more comfortable position, still facing you. “That’s the best part,” he smiles boyishly, “I prefer you merciless, y/n. One hundred percent.”

You shyly roll your eyes, secretly appreciating that he prefers you rough with him. “Gosh, you dork.”

He laughs through his nose, finding you so cute when you get flustered. His hand lifts to brush his fingers over your face, then slide to the back of your neck, pulling you to his face, about to kiss you.

“But you love me.”

“Sure do.”

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“flattery works with me.” yes it does, you praise kink having son of a bitch.

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