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artificial-transmutations · 2 months

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ATArena

Alexander's phone dinged with a notification, just as he left the exam. It was a beautiful summer afternoon, and he was still talking with a few other students, so, naturally, he ignored the unexpected noise. Even though Alexander was certainly a digital native, he found it rude to check his phone while in company of others. He didn't particularly enjoy his current company: He found Christopher the guy that was currently bragging about how easy the exam was slightly annoying, but that wasn't a reason not to show good manners.

Only after their ways split, Alexander unlocked his phone and saw the notification: "Your watched App, ATArena, is now available."

ATArena? Alexander didn't remember he had watched an app with that name. Still, the notification seemed genuine and lead him to the app marketplace where he could initiate the download. The description was sparse: "An epic battle with a revolutionary matchmaking algorithm that will extend into real life!"

That sounded like an AR game of some sort. Alexander had enjoyed the big Pokeman Run hype some years ago and certainly didn't mind giving this app a try.

When he opened the app for the first time, it asked him for the usual: His real name as well as his nickname. Alexander put in the same for the latter that he used everywhere: Lex_88. A short busy spinner appeared and finally, a message box greeted him:

"Welcome to ATArena, Lex_88! A suitable opponent has already been found. Connecting now..."

After he tapped "Ok", a chat interface opened:

TopShot joined the game.

TopShot: Hi.

Alexander didn't know how to react exactly. He was socially awkward, but ignoring the unknown other player would be rude. So, he just typed:

Lex_88: Hi.

Before any of them could type anything else, a popup opened:

"Battle available! Tap to play."

Alexander tapped the button and wondered what would happen now. Was this some kind of word puzzle or quiz against each other?

What opened though, was a simple depiction of three six-sided dice. When Alexander tapped them, a roll animation appeared until they settled at 14 eyes in total. Not bad!

"Lex_88 rolled: 14. TopShot rolled: 10. Lex_88 wins!"

The screen changed to a wheel of fortune now, which was already in motion. When it came to a stop, it showed a muscled arm emoji and the sparkling word "Bicep size" appeared on his screen.

Immediately, Alexander felt a weird tingling in his upper arms, accompanied by a tightness in the sleeves of his sweater. He locked his phone and scratched his arms but stopped immediately when his fingers met unexpected resistance. His upper arms seemed to have... swollen? What was happening?

Still on the university campus, Alexander made a dash for the nearest restroom and pulled off his sweater. He could hardly believe his eyes: His biceps had grown *considerably*, straining the seams of the t-shirt he wore underneath. When he moved his arms, the muscles bulged and contracted. It was a surreal feeling for sure. Was that the doing of this game?

Alexander unlocked his phone again saw a new message:

"Challenge! Record a video flexing your guns and upload it to social media!"

When he dismissed the message, he typed a message to his opponent.

Flex_88💪: Holy shit! My arms just grew!

Alexander stopped for a moment. Flex_88💪? That wasn't his nickname. Yet, when he scrolled up, it clearly appeared that way - that was the name saying "Hi." in the message before. It wasn't that far off from his usual nickname, which was... Flex_88💪. What was he even thinking about? That was just his screen name that he used almost everywhere, because of his biceps, obviously. His last message didn't make much sense, though. He added a:

Flex_88💪: I mean, they're pretty big, as always. Never mind!

It didn't feel good to brag, but there didn't seem to be a way to delete the message. But he might as well do the challenge now. It wasn't that unusual for him to post pictures and videos of his arms on social media, so, he recorded a short clip, made sure to crop out his surroundings and his face and sent the video to his LaterGram profile.

Just as he was done, TopShot had answered:

TopShot: Uhm, good for you, dude.

TopShot: Seems like you've won the last game.

Flex_88💪: Yeah, but it was pure luck. I'm sure you're gonna win the next one.

As if on cue, another "Battle available" popup opened. This time, Alexander's roll was pretty bad. The dice showed 2-5-2, bringing him to a meager 9, a bit below the expected value.

"Flex_88💪 rolled: 9. TopShot rolled: 9. Tie! Both win!"

Apparently, TopShot wasn't having a very lucky day, either. The wheel turned and showed a drop emoji. Alexander was still thinking about what could be the meaning of the drop, when the word appeared: "Libido".

Libido? So, this was an 18+ game? Still, Alexander felt hot all of a sudden. His cock was stiffing up and he realized that it had been ages since his last jerk-off. Hornyness clouded his mind, when the next popup opened:

"Challenge! Use a pick-up line on someone you fancy."

Alexander was usually way too shy to approach another guy, but in his current situation even thinking about sending someone a pick-up line seemed like a good idea. He could just send that TopShot guy one, he had the advantage that Alexander didn't know him and probably never would meet.

He thought about his options and decided that a classic would be the best choice.

Flex_88💪: You know, my arms aren't the only thing big right now ;-)

It only took a moment for the other player to respond.

SwitchHit: I know what you mean.

SwitchHit sent an image.

Alexander hesitated only a bit before he opened the image. Yep. It was a picture of a tented boxershorts, snapped from a hastily opened pair of pants. Alexander could feel his cock throb. If he wasn't in public... No, he had to restrain himself. Even though he was still horny, which really wasn't unusual for him, he took a breather and tried to fight his boner down. He had just masturbated before he left for class, it was just amazing how needy his cock could be. His phone dinged as he readjusted himself and left the bathroom.

SwitchHit: Looking forward to the next game. I mean it's just dice rolling and stupid challenges, but it's fun.

Even though Alexander agreed, something seemed off. Had SwitchHit changed his screen name? No, didn't seem that way.

"Battle available!"

Alexander immediately rolled his dice and hardly could believe his eyes: three sixes, a solid 18.

"Flex_88💪 rolled: 18. SwitchHit rolled: 15. Flex_88💪wins! Critical!"

15 was a pretty good roll, but nothing could beat Alexander's 18. He grinned as the wheel stopped on "Confidence".

"Challenge! Approach a local gym and negotiate a free trial using nothing but your charm and confidence. "

Xander grinned. Yeah, that was an awesome idea. He was originally on his way home, but finally joining a gym was long overdue. Luckily, there was one right on his way. Half an hour later, he had a full two month free trial and also a protein shaker as a gift. It had been easier than Xander had thought.

Suddenly, he remembered the game.

Flex_88💪: Hey SwitchHit, you still there?

SwitchHit: Yeah, sorry, I didn't want to message so much. Sorry!

Xander rolled his eyes. That guy needed to grow some balls. He was just about to reply, when the next battle was available. Xander really had to admit, what SwitchHit said was true: It was kind of fun!

This time, Xander rolled bad: The three dice showed a measly 8 points. Unsurprisingly, SwitchHit won.

"Flex_88💪 rolled: 8. SwitchHit rolled: 14. SwitchHit wins!"

Damn, this was the first time Xander lost. The wheel landed on a brain-emoji, and, unsurprisingly, it was labelled with "Smarts".

Xander scratched his head. What did that mean? Would he have some penalty challenge now? He would see soon enough.

"Challenge! Skip reading your usual news or books for the day. Instead, binge-watch a reality TV series."

Xander scratched his head again. Did he really want to do that?

Well, of course he wanted to! That sounded like a fun evening. Why would he read books?! He didn't even own books!

Flex_88💪: Man, those challenges are really ez. I need to watch some TV this evening, not read sum bokshit.

Xander typed the message as he arrived at his apartment. He fixed himself a quick dinner and sat down on the couch, turning on the TV.

SwitchHit: I agree. I have to read some Ovid tonight, which I find rather light literature.

Flex_88💪: Whatev you say, man. Hey, by the way, what's your name?

Flex_88💪: Mine's Xander.

SwitchHit: I don't know, I probably shouldn't share my real name on the internet.

Flex_88💪: Aw, come on. As if I could find out where you live with only your real name.

SwitchHit: ...Right. I'm called Chris.

Flex_88💪: Like Christian? Christopher?

SwitchHit: No, just Chris.

Flex_88💪: K. Hey, that pic was pretty hot back then.

They chatted a bit during the evening and exchanged some more pictures of tented pants. Xander was only half paying attention to the reality show on his screen, as one of his hands was more or less constantly in his pants. Still, it was just friendly teasing, no downright cyber-sex.

Eventually, Xander had finished the season and went to bed. SwitchHit - Chris - had called it a night an hour ago, but he still had to finish the last episodes. Good thing he didn't draw the book shit. That would've taken a week, not an evening.

When Xander woke up the next morning, the next battle was already waiting for him. He rolled the dice as he crawled out of bed, again rolling abyssal. Only six eyes were visible on his dice.

"Flex_88💪 rolled: 6. SwitchHit rolled: 10. SwitchHit wins!"

This time, the wheel landed on "Personality". Weird. That was a pretty vague category.

"Challenge! Show someone their place."

Xander raised his eyebrows. What a weird challenge. Anyway, time to for groceries!"

Xander drove over to the store in his old and cheap car. However, when he arrived, another visitor to the gym took the parking spot directly in front of the entrance. What an asshole!

Xander parked and got out of his car, quickly approaching the unsuspecting guy that just stole *his* spot.

"Hey, asshole! What do you think you're doing?!"

The man, a young guy with glasses and a bit on the nerdy side, looked up, surprised.

"What's your problem?"

"I'm the problem. Your problem. You just took my parking spot."

"Your spot? Don't be ridiculous."

Xander's hands balled into fists. That guy was really annoying!

"That was my spot, asshole. If you don't get your ass moving, I'll *make* you move."

"Alright, alright, chill down. Geez."

The other guy got in his car and parked in another spot. Xander nodded satisfied. He had shown him. Oh. Right, the challenge.

Entering the building (without moving his car), Xander checked his phone and sent SwitchHit a message:

Tank: Man, people are crazy today. Some asshole took my parking spot and I had to show him.

SwitchHit: Sorry to hear that.

SwitchHit: Did you change your screen name?

Tank: Nope. It's Tank, as it has always been. Because I'm a fricking TANK!

SwitchHit: Yeah. That makes sense.

"Battle available!"

Xander was collecting stuff from the shelves when he rolled the dice in-between. He rolled a solid 14, but Chris beat him by one point.

"Tank rolled: 14. SwitchHit rolled: 15. SwitchHit wins!"

Xander cursed loudly, making a few heads turn in the shop. The wheel turned and finally landed on a heart shape. "Empathy" it read. Another one of those fuzzy words.

"Challenge! Cut ties that hold you back!"

Xander scratched his head. What was that supposed to mean? He really wanted to win this game, so what did he have to do now?

As he thought about this, another message popped up, this time from the chat group with his closest circle of friends, who were planning their next meet-up. If Xander thought about it, he was really annoyed by those guys. They were all nerds and losers who always had shit ideas like board games and stuff. Without a second thought, Xander replied to the group.

Tank: I'm not coming. Those gatherings are a waste of time. Get lost, losers!

With that, he left the group and blocked the numbers of his so called friends. He had better things to do.

"Battle available!"

Like that, for example. Chris, who went by the silly nickname of CuddleBug, was at least a horny bastard like Xander himself. With a tap, he rolled the dice.

"Tank rolled: 12. CuddleBug rolled: 10. Tank wins!"

Oh yeah! The roll wasn't even so great, yet still he won. Xander smiled even broader when the wheel landed on a muscular torso, labelled simply: "Muscles."

In an instant, Xander felt his whole body swell up. No wonder. Axel basically *lived* in the gym. As he looked down, the fabric of his shirt had turned almost transparent with the sudden expansion of his muscles. It wasn't just his torso, of course. Axel didn't skip leg day, so his quads and hamstrings grew to impressive size, too. His shoulders were getting broad and wide, as well, to the point where he had difficulties reaching his back.

"Challenge! Show your gainz, buy a muscle shirt!"

Axel could have slapped his forehead. Why didn't he think of that himself - and sooner? He needed to share that thought.

Tank: Hey Chris, what ya tink? I should get a muscle shirt, huh?

Tank sent an image.

CuddleBug: Omg, yes. That will look awesome. I wish I had muscles like that.

Axel grinned. Right. No wonder that Chris agreed, Axel's muscles were a sight to behold. Good thing he was already in a store. He quickly bought a few muscle shirts, enough to replace his usual wardrobe. After paying for his purchase, Axel put on the new shirt right on the parking lot before squeezing himself into his car.

"Battle available!"

The game was pretty fast-paced. Axel tapped to roll the dice and was pumping his fist, when one after another, all three dice ended up showing a six.

"Tank rolled: 18. CuddleBug rolled: 4. Tank wins! Critical!"

"Ha! Yes!" Axel cheered and the wheel spun until it showed "Dominance".

A surge of excitement and satisfaction rushed through Axel's veins. He felt *good* all of a sudden. And *powerful*.

"Challenge! Assert your dominance! Challenge a gym bro today!"

Axel grinned. Yeah, that was exactly his thing. He needed to get to the gym anyway. That free membership was hard earned. Also, Chri- Kit seemed to like his gains. Time to make some more.

It was still early afternoon, and the gym wasn't packed with visitors yet, when Axel arrived. There were a few regulars, as always. A short dude with a moustache that looked like a wannabe porn star and a big dude with a neckbeard were currently occupying the bench press, while a girl in her 40s did lat pulls.

Confidently and arrogantly, Axel readjusted his half-hard cock and approached the big guy.

"Yo, man. You're pretty buff. But I bet I can still take you easily. Wann wrestle?"

The large dude looked at Axel for a moment. Axel could see a vein on his neck throb.

"You little shit. You think you're better than me, huh? Fine, let's do this."

In the pocket of his gym shorts, Axel could feel his phone vibrate.

"Ha. Lead the way, I'm gonna wipe the floor with you."

As he followed the big guy to the mats, Axel checked his phone.

"Battle available!"

Great! Before he kicked some ass, he could play some more! While walking, he rolled the dice and scored a 15!

"Tank rolled: 15. CuddleBug rolled: 9. Tank wins!"

He didn't have time to watch the wheel this time, so he didn't notice that it landed on "Stamina." He also didn't see the challenge, which simply read: "Kick some ass!"

The big guy was already waiting for him on the mats, but Axel felt incredibly cocky. This was gonna be easy!

"No rules, no limits, no mercy." Axel said and the other guy nodded.

"That's the way it's gonna be. No mercy, punk."

"Bring it, tubby."

The big guy was the first to charge and he was surprisingly fast for his size. However, his speed and strength were no match for Axel's new found muscles. Even though they wrestled for a few minutes, Axel found himself not even tiring much. Finally, he was able to flip his opponent around and lock him on the ground. He tried to struggle, but Axel held his arms and legs firmly in place.

"Give up, man. You can't win."

The big guy tried to wiggle out of Axel's grip, but to no avail. He could struggle and shout as much as he wanted, but Axel was the one on top.

Finally, the guy gave up and admitted defeat.

"Ha! Loser!" Axel cheered and got up. He had a full boner now, both from the sweaty wrestling as well as from the display of dominance, but he didn't hide it. Instead, he headed to the showers and let Kit know of his triumph on the way.

XxBeastxX: I just *dominated* some fuckin weakass in the gym. Wrestled him down and he was crying and everything.

Kit answered right away.

CuddleBug: You're awesome.

CuddleBug: I wish I could have been in this place.

XxBeastxX: Ha. Course I am.

XxBeastxX: Huh? Whatya mean?

CuddleBug: Nothing. Never mind.

Axel was about to answer, but yet another "Battle available!" message popped up.

This game was seriously addictive! Axel rolled the dice and had a 10, which was decidedly less than what Kit had.

"XxBeastxX rolled: 10. CuddleBug rolled: 11. CuddleBug wins!"

"Damn." Axel said, but the wheel landed on "Generosity." He was almost glad he lost. Otherwise, the challenge would probably have been something like "Donate to the homeless" or some shit. What did the homeless ever do for him?

Instead, the challenge was:

"Challenge! Sell something of sentimental value!"

Huh. Well, Axel didn't really have anything he would consider "sentimental". His old PS2 that he got from his uncle for his 10th birthday was a bit sentimental, but other than that... Oh! His old car would probably qualify.

Axel thought about it. On the one hand, his old car was a piece of shit, and he shouldn't care much about it, but on the other hand... It would be a shame if he would have to say goodbye to his baby. Would it? No, not really. It was a pain to squeeze into it anyway. And if he played his cards right, he would even get some good money for it.

The decision was easy, and after showering, Axel drove to the nearest car dealer. It was a hard bargain, but in the end, he managed to persuade the guy to buy his car. It wasn't a high price, but it was more than what the piece of crap was really worth.

Just as he finished the contract, his phone dinged. It was rude, of course, but he didn't give a flying shit about that and checked his phone. It was from Kit, of course.

TwinkyKit: I just donated some money to the homeless. That felt good!

Axel snorted. Of course, how pathetic.

XxBeastxX: Good. Maybe now they won't be so fucking lazy anymore and work a little.

"Battle available!"

It seemed like the game always interrupted their chats. Well, anyway. He quickly rolled the dice, while the car dealer waited patiently to return his attention to him again. The dice turned out lower than Kit's again and after reading the wheel result and the challenge, Axel looked back up to the car dealer. For a split second, the "Money" challenge was still visible on the screen: "Challenge! Buy a muscle car! You know you want it!"

Damn right he did. Jax had always wanted to have a muscle car. He just never had the money. Bullshit. He never had the balls to take on some debt to buy one.

The car dealer was more than willing to help Jax chose and set up the necessary credit paperwork. He didn't even read this shit and selected a car immediately. A shiny, silver beast with a huge engine. It was a bit pricy, but it was worth it, at least to Jax. After he received the keys, he messaged Kit.

XxBeastxX: While you were busy giving money to some crackheads, I got myself something new. Check this out!

XxBeastxX sent an image.

The first image was the car of course. The second was a dick pic, for good measures. Jax didn't really care that he was still at the car dealer when he lowered his pants for a moment to snap the pic.

TwinkyKit: OMG. You're such a stud.

XxBeastxX: Thanks, Twinky.

XxBeastxX: By the way, show some respect!

He drove back home, feeling great.

At home, the next battle was already available. Jax grinned and rolled the dice. He could hardly believe what he saw: 3 single eyes. He rolled a fucking 3.

"XxBeastxX rolled: 3. TwinkyKit rolled: 3. Tie! Both lose! Critical!"

What a pathetic roll, for both of them!

The wheel landed on "Impulse Control". This was getting interesting. It was true, Jax was notoriously bad at controlling himself. He just bought a new car, on a whim. So whatever challenge was coming his way shouldn't be too hard.

"Challenge! Get that tat!"

Jax didn't think much about it. Sure, why not. He would probably regret it, but that was something future Jax would have to deal with. He started his shiny new car again and drove to a nearby tattoo studio.

When the artist asked what kind of design he wanted, he only thought for a second, before deciding: "A dragon, obviously!"

As the artist started working, he massaged his dick with his other hand, earning him a condescending look from the artist. He couldn't help it though. Kit... Kitty would surely love his new tat.

When he sent a pic later, he was proven right:

TwinkyKit: OMG! That's hot.

TwinkyKit: I wish I had one, too.

TwinkyKit: I mean: Sir.

Jax smiled and was about to type a reply, when another "Battle available!"-message distracted him.

He quickly rolled the dice and grinned at the result: 15! That beat Kittys sorry little ass for sure, and he was right. Kitty had a mere 7 points to show. This time, the wheel landed on "Aggressiveness."

If possible, Jax felt even more powerful and manly. The challenge read "Start a bar fight!" and that was exactly what Jax wanted to do this evening. Well, that or fuck some ass, but really, a good bar fight was probably even better tonight.

He quickly messaged Kitty.

Ass_Crusher🍆: Talk to you tomorrow. Gonna kick some ass now. Think of me when you jerk off tonight, boy!

Kitty responded almost instantly, with a picture of his uncut dick.

TwinkyKit: I will, Sir! Have fun.

Jax drove to the nearest gay bar, a shady joint called "Diesel". The music was loud, and the lights were dim. Jax didn't mind the atmosphere, though, instead, he went straight to the bar and ordered a double shot. He downed the drink and ordered a second. Just as the bartender placed the glass in front of him, he grabbed it and threw the liquor right into the bartender's face.

"The fuck?! What are you doing?!"

"What do you think, asshole?" Jax answered, his voice dangerously calm.

"You can't do this!"

"Yeah, I can. And you're going to shut the fuck up."

With those words, Jax slammed his fist in the bartender's face, who immediately fell to the ground. There had been really no reason for him to punch the bartender, but it had the intended effect: From one moment to the other, there was a barfight in full swing.

Of course, everyone tried to overwhelm Jax, but he fought back with vigor and stamina. Several black eyes and a broken nose on his enemies later, the patrons and the bar's bouncer managed to throw Jax out, but still, Jax had a great time, kicking ass and punching dudes. Before someone could call the cops, Jax went home, happy and content.

When Jax woke up the next morning, he almost didn't notice any bruises anymore. Instead, he grabbed his phone while he was doing his morning piss and checked ATArena. Yep, there was another battle available. Time to see if Kitty was already up.

He rolled the dice and only a minute later, Kitty's results came in. Easy win. Jax had rolled only a ten, but Kitty didn't beat him with his pathetic five. However, Jax laughed out loudly, as he saw the wheel's result: Dick size.

"Challenge! Show your assets!"

*That*, Jax could do. He watched as the cock in his hand grew longer and fatter by the second, instantly forgetting that it had once been smaller. No, Jax always had a big, fat and juicy cock, the biggest, actually. With a few last strokes, Jax sent a pic of his cock, the tip glistening wet.

Ass_Crusher🍆: Check that out. That's what a real cock looks like.

Ass_Crusher🍆 sent an image.

Jax sent several more images of his magnificent rod, both naked and wearing tight underwear. As if there was another kind. For Jax, all underwear was tight.

Finally, Kitty responded.

CrushersToyBoy: Fuck. You're so hot, Sir.

CrushersToyBoy sent an image.

Jax smirked. Kitty's own cock was tiny, especially compared to Jax' equipment. It didn't matter much, though. Kitty didn't need it, he needed to have his ass crushed.

Ass_Crusher🍆: I know, babe. I know. You know what I'll do with it now?

"Battle available!"

God dammit. This was getting annoying.

Jax quickly rolled the dice, scoring the top available score! 18 points! But apparently, Kitty was just as lucky, rolling an 18, too.

"Ass_Crusher🍆 rolled: 18. CrushersToyBoy rolled: 18. Tie! Both win! Critical!"

Jax didn't even need to read the attribute to feel it. It was "Libido, again." His already mostly hard cock surged up, becoming a firm steel pipe in his pre-cum soaked underwear. There were no pants on earth that could hide his constant arousal - on some days, even a firm pair of jeans left nothing to imagination and showed a wet patch where his cock was constantly leaking pre. He was a walking and breathing sex machine and Rex knew it. His name was fitting, too. He was a fucking king among men. And today he was going to breed the fuckable ass of that twink.

Ass_Crusher🍆: Get ready, boy. I'm cumming over and I'm gonna split open that ass of yours.

Rex closed the game and deleted it. There was no point in wasting his time with some stupid mobile game. He got back into his car and revved the engine. Oh yeah. Time to get some ass!

What a great game! I know I wouldn't mind playing if ATArena popped up on my phone, would you?

#male transformation #dumbing down #muscle transformation #mental transformation #corruption

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the-last-knight-of-avalir · 1 year

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Shadowgast really has it all. They are wizards. They are sad and broken. They are powerful and unstoppable. They are narrative foils. They are absolute nerds. Only they know what they mean when they're talking to each other. There is mutual pining. There is honeypotting. There is adventure. There is domestic bliss. There is hiding behind fake personalities (comedic, tragic). There is enemies to lovers 100k slowburn. There is betrayal. There is a redemption arc. There is the power of friendship. There is "you were not born with venom in your veins". There is self-recognition through the other. There is a life-long bond. There is "we can't be together forever, but we are together now, and that's enough". There is gardening and knitting. There is time travel. There is babysitting. There are school shenanigans and high society shenanigans, ancient magic mysteries, Dynasty assassins, epic battles, fateful dice rolls. Cats. So many cats. Whatever it is, whatever you can imagine, they've lived through it all.

#critical role #critrole #essek thelyss #caleb widogast #shadowgast

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vintagerpg · 8 months

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When I think of Osprey Publishing, I think of military history. Specifically, I think of their huge, beautifully illustrated series detailing military uniforms and equipment for specific regions, unit and time periods (Angus McBride of MERP fame illustrated quite a few of them during his career). So when I heard Osprey was producing RPGs, I figured they would be stuffy, if pretty, things, focusing on military style play. Twilight 2000 through the ages, or some such. Nope! Not at all. Totally wrong.

This is Paleomythic (2019), and it release alongside Romance of the Perilous Land as Osprey��s first RPG. Author Graham Rose calls it “stone and sorcery” and it is a compact system that powers play peppered with ideas not often touched on in RPGs. The mechanics are very similar to Year Zero Engine — attributes and skills translate to a number of six-sided dice that a rolled for checks, sixes count as successes. Injuries reduce attributes, and thus the number of dice rolled. A number of character templates offer special abilities or magic (all of which, rather than having discrete systems, have effects tied to attributes). The low tech increases the importance of equipment, which is limited and mostly utilitarian (containers are a big deal, for instance). Combat is quick and easy, with weapons having keyword traits that determine their effects.

The whole thing is lean and fast; the focus of the game is on survival and exploration in a stone age setting not often explored in RPGs. The rest of the book gives the GM tools to create the world and populate it with monsters, hazards, tribal groups and pockets of civilization. Again, the low tech makes even the most mundane RPG scenario seed feel like an epic undertaking. I didn’t think this would feel so exciting, but it does! Gimme a wood club, a bow and a need to find some specific herbs for the tribal elder and I’m all set, I guess. The fact that the art and layout is gorgeous help a lot, as does the sample adventure.

#roleplaying game #ttrpg #tabletop rpg #dungeons & dragons #d&d #rpg #Osprey Publishing #Paleomythic

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dice-wizard · 1 year

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Hello everyone looking for a new fantasy tabletop game!

As it nears backer release, there's never been a better time to pre-order Exalted: Essence

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What's Exalted you ask?

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It has explicit queer and trans themes about finding your people, creating your own identity, and having the power to punch back at the people who hate you. This isn't incidental. The writing staff is queer as hell. You can hear me break this down more here.

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If I'm used to D&D 5e why should I pick this up?

Well, I presume if you're reading this post you're already interested in trying something new, so:

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But also, tactical depth and combat you can really sink your teeth into if fighting monsters and villains is your bag.

An excuse to use all your d10s at once

Character building and advancement mechanics designed to be familiar to a 5e audience. Characters "level up" based on story beats, and have Advantages, which are functionally similar to class and race features.

A world welcoming to most heroic archetypes, so it's easy to convert your favorite OC.

Extremely kissable dragons, demons, gods, elementals, ghosts, faeries, and unnamed ancient horrors

I'm a fan of a previous edition, what's Essence got for me?

Design focused on alleviating some of the previous versions' missteps

Virtues are back, baby

2e fans will find it an improvement from second edition's mechanical strengths - it's pretty easy to convert all your favorite 2e Charms to XS.

Streamlined versions of familiar rules to make it painless to introduce new friends to the game we love.

The Cliff's notes on Ex3's new Exalt types.

Did I mention it's all of Exalted in one book?

How does it play?

d10 dice pool looking for 7,8,9 as successes. 10s count as two successes, which can lead to explosive, heroic outcomes

Combat system designed to keep all players engaged the entire time - even characters who aren't focused on fighting at all.

Combat also narrows the gap between experienced and new players and players who want to win at RPGs and players who just wanna vibe so GMs aren't tearing their hair out trying to balance encounters.

Social system designed to resolve in a single roll so you can be immersed in role play and not interrupt it with constant rolling - without sacrificing a variety of social approaches

"Ventures" system for characters working on long term projects from traveling across the world to crafting magical wonders to building communities without forcing this to be "downtime" activity

Characters have access to Charms - exception-based special powers that make them extremely good at whatever they focus on.

It's easily my favorite game (and the project I developed that I'm the proudest of), so I'm excited for everyone to try it out.

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rpgsandbox · 3 months

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FÄNGELSEHÅLA is the Swedish word for "dungeon."

We are inviting you to play an epic adventure with the elegance of the instructions from everybody's favorite furniture store!

This tabletop role-playing game takes a minimalist approach, offering an immersive experience without the complexity. Forget thick rulebooks and intricate character sheets – FÄNG is as easy to grasp as connecting the dots in an instruction manual.

Designed for new players and one-shots that allow you to embark on quests with mechanics so straightforward that you can be up and running in minutes.

Make characters within minutes using d66 tables and jump right into the adventure!

You can choose from character options of Alv, Dvärg, Krigsman, Tomte and Trollkarl. (Elf, Dwarf, Warrior, Gnome & Wizard) Each character option providing some unique benefits in the game.

Each character also receives a heirloom and curse to help round out their back story and make the game play a little more exciting!

Attributes of Will, Tinker, Agile and Tuff ranging from 2-4 that are the base pool of white Action Dice as well as any extra dice added from character benefits

Top two Action Dice are totalled to beat a Difficulty score on a scale of 12

Jinx is a tie, and there is success with a complication

Use Luck Dice to improve failed Action Rolls

Difficulty Scale

<6 - Don't bother rolling... characters just do it! 6 - Pretty easy, you had better be able to do it 7 - Expected outcome, unless you mess up 8 - Pretty hard task, but not surprising that you did it 9 - Damn hard, but with all your concentration, you can do it 10 - Very difficult, to the point that pulling it off is surprising 11 - Almost Impossible... don’t kill yourself in the process 12 - Impossible... best you can hope for is a Jinx

The "DOOM STACK" for Tactile Game Play

Character damage and trauma is tracked with black Doom Dice which you stack on the table - or track on character sheet if you are on a wobbly table, camping, or just think it's too gimmicky (it's fun though... you should try it!)

Difference between the Action Roll and Monster Difficulty is Doom to the loser

If your Doom Stack tumbles during battle, the character is unconscious, or you trigger a trap if you accidentally knock them over while getting a snack!

Risk using Doom Dice to help Action Rolls but then add them to your Doom Stack

* Dice are not included as part of the game, but hopefully you have some extra lying around, or can find some at your Friendly Local Game Store. It's not necessary to have different colors of dice (white, black and a third color for luck), but it makes game play a bit more clear! Dice with dots tend to work better than numbers, for quickly determining success.

* The base game mechanics were inspired by the d6 system first developed for Ghostbusters RPG by Sandy Petersen, Lynn Willis & Greg Stafford, which has been foundational for dice pool mechanics across many TTRPGs

Each adventure is minimal game prep from random d66 tables that provides the dungeon rooms and its contents. It's so easy that you can probably even run it without a Doomsayer (Game Master).

In true ZineQuest fashion, you will receive a 36-page saddle-stitched landscape digest-sized zine (5.5"H x 8.5"W), with black and white interior pages and heavyweight card-stock color cover and inside cover pages.

This format was chosen to lie flat and be accessible while you roll on the d66 tables. It has the bonus of looking like an instruction manual!

Kickstarter campaign ends: Wed, February 21 2024 3:05 AM UTC +00:00

Website: [Dieku Games] [facebook] [twitter] [instagram]

#RPG #kickstarter #Fangelsehala #Dieku Games

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cowboybeepboop · 1 year

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R u mine?

“Will you go out with me,”

“Well you fucked me multiple times, so i guess a date wouldnt be too bad,”

Part one ☝️ can be read as a stand-alone tho I think

Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem! Reader

Genre: plot with some porn

Word count: 3627

Summary: neither of you wanted just a one night stand, but you were too stubborn to admit to it.

Warnings: jealous steve, gross sex (and not in the fun way), Sex with Tommy Hagan, there is like no cheating between any of the characters (Steve and reader, tommy and carol), degradation, semi public sex, choking, name calling, hair pulling, the degradation randomly turning into praise, my work is never proof-read

A/N: In this eddie isn't dead and like the upside down isn't mentioned like ever. Theres also like a scene with Tommy Hagan and like some very awkward sex between him and reader. I would also like to say that I normally do not post series and this is going to be the last part. However, if you guys would like to be tagged in any future steve related smut, you're free to comment or pm me <3

It’s been two weeks. A whole two weeks since your fuck-a-thon with none other than your sisters bestfriend. And god, it was all you could think of.

Fuck he was the first guy to ever bring you to orgasm. He’s so goddamn perfect, everything he did for you, he's all you think about day and night.

The pair of you have decided to try and pretend Robin didn't catch you sharing a bed half-naked, or at least she thought you were half-naked. Thankfully, Rob can be very dense sometimes and she thought nothing of it. Even though you were covered in hickeys and he had scratches all down his back, but who knows, maybe she just didn't notice.

Steve has done unbelievably well with pretending nothing happened, but for you it’s nearly impossible. Everytime you see him your heart pounds and your cunt aches.

Youre sort of angry with him, I mean, why the fuck hasn’t he even mentioned anything. Yes, of course you agreed to never speak of it, but still, the man came inside of you. Doesn't that mean anything to him?

You’re angrily chewing on your bottom lip, tapping your pen against the table, fuck that shit. You should’ve known, it’s Steve fucking Harrington. He’s known to just fuck around, but you know what, two can play at that game.

“Hey Robby,” you pout to your sister, who looks up at you.

“What is it? You've barely even been paying attention, I've been cheating this whole time and you don't even care?” she narrows her eyes at you tossing the yahtzee dice at you.

“Sorry, I know, it’s just that my mind was elsewhere,” you sigh, giving her puppy dog eyes, she rolls hers in response.

“Whatever, I get it,” she huffs while crossing her arms over her chest.

“We should go to a party tonight,” your eyes light up with your idea and she scratches her neck.

“Y/N, you know parties aren't my thing,” Robin stretches.

“Yeah but it could be fun, plus I heard that Carol is throwing some epic party at her parents lake house tonight,” you throw your arms around her neck, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Ew, why the hell would you want to go to one of her parties?” she pushes you away, “plus we have that camping trip with my friends tomorrow, I don’t think that showing up hungover is the best idea.”

“We both know that Jonathan is going to be high off his ass with Argyle and Eddie, who cares if I’m a little hungover?” pursing your lips you continue giving her puppy dog eyes.

“Okay, fine. We can go, but I’m calling Steve and Eddie to see if they’ll take us. I don’t want you getting drunk and lost.” you clench your jaw.

“Jesus it happened one time. Would you let it go already?” you glare at your younger sister while she laughs softly.

“Well, whatever. Can you help me get ready? I don't really know how to dress for those kinds of events.” robin follows you up the stairs keeping at your heels.

“Yes! Of course,” you perk up in excitement, “my baby girl is all grown up,” you squish her cheeks and push her to the edge of your bed before searching your closet for a skimpy dress. You know it’s definitely not what Robin was wanting, but it's probably what she was expecting, you’re all for people exploring their sexuality. Which is why you were shocked to find that Rob wasn’t all that interested in meaningless hookups, but then again, not everyone can be as careless as you. Plus it's probably better that she's staying safe.

“Okay, so I know this isn't exactly something you'd normally go for, but..” you hand her a keyhole red halter top and a black pleather mini-skirt. “It's a little showy for you, however, it's so hot. I mean goddamn, you'll have every girl swooning for you. Promise.” Robin flushes deep red.

“Are you sure?” she looks extremely unsure, “ i don't want to look like an out of place weirdo..” she looks all around the room avoiding my eyes.

“Robin, shut the fuck up, youre absolutely stunning. It doesn’t matter if it's not your normal style, you're beautiful in everything.” your eyebrows furrow.

She breathes a sigh of relief, “okay, i'll change right now.'' Robin is a little insecure but she knows she'll survive.

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About an hour and a half later, Robin has secured your ride and you’ve finished getting yourself ready. You were so glad Robin insisted that Steve accompany you to the party. It makes your plan that much easier to execute.

You knew for a fact that Tommy Hagan would be at the party, even if it's his ex girlfriends. He NEVER misses a good party and he can NEVER resist a girl dressed in green. Which is exactly why you chose an extremely short sparkly green dress with a semi see-through top. You even wore a matching green lace set underneath, you weren't sure how far you planned to take it but if anything Tommy is a good distraction right?

The sound of Eddie's van pulling into your driveway fills the silent living room, sucking in a deep breath as you stick your hands into your bra, pulling your tits up making sure they don't look anything less than perfect. Fuck Steve. God you want to fuck Steve so bad.

Robin lets the boys inside, offering them some water or snacks as you finish getting ready. A smirk paints itself on your features as you trample down the stairs.

“Rob, stop trying to stall. Let’s go,” you link arms with her pulling her out the door. You were completely oblivious to the pair of brown eyes glued to your ass.

“Jesus Steve, dont cream your pants just yet.” Eddie pushes Harrington's shoulder lightly before jogging to the driver's side of his van. “Hurry up before we leave,” Steve rolls his eyes, speed walking to the vehicle.

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About 30 minutes into the party you're tipsy and dancing with the still sober Robin, that is until an orange haired girl pulls her off to the side to talk with her. Puffing your cheeks, you continue dancing. The alcohol running through your veins gave you more confidence than usual. Soon enough a pair of strong warm hands found themselves on your hips.

You didn't even have to turn around, you knew exactly who it was. Tommy. His sickening cologne said it all, but desperate times call for desperate measures. You push your ass against him, grinding against his hard on, you throw your head against his shoulder allowing him to run his hands all over your body.

His lips find their way to your neck pressing sloppy kisses all over the place, his hand moves down your stomach and then the hem of your skirt. Tommy spins you around, placing his hands on your ass while you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Let's find a room,” you bite your lip while giving him a seductive look, “sound good big boy?” you lick your bottom lip while rubbing your leg against his crotch.

“Fuck yeah,” tommy wraps a hand around your wrist, guiding you into an empty bathroom.

Unfortunately or fortunately, Steve saw this exchange and followed the two of you. Tommy closed and locked the door before he could stop you from going in with him. Harrington clenches his fists, for a while he contemplates breaking the door down.

What the hell were you thinking? If you needed a good time you should have gone to him, rather than tommy the fucking prick hagan.

Tommy was sucking hard hickeys onto your breasts and shoulders while awkwardly slamming his dick inside you. He’s too fucking thick to realize that youre bone dry and youre not enjoying a single second of this exchange.

You continue to fake enjoyment regardless, moaning loud “Yes! Yes! Tommy, right there” and “I’m so close”, he roughly shoves your head against the wall as he speeds up. God it felt like he was starting a fire inside you, and not in a good way. He finally cums, you pretend to have an orgasm as he leans against you trying to catch his breath.

“We should do that again soon,” he winks at you, the second he unlocks the door Steve slams it open.

“Tommy get the fuck out. Now.” you've never been scared of steve before, but the look of pure rage in his eyes has you trying to make yourself invisible. Hagan leaves with a huff.

“Steve, she isn't some sort of property. Didn't mommy ever teach you to share your toys,” he chuckles as the door slams in his face. You hop off the sink, crossing your arms over your chest shooting a glare at steve.

“What the fuck,” you push a finger into his chest, “why are you so fucking worked up. Mind your own business honey.” slipping your panties back on your reach for the doorknob, Steve blocks you from the door. His eyes scanning your face, he relaxes his jaw slightly, trying to calm himself down.

“Are you fucking drunk?” he whisper yells at you, “What the hell, youre supposed to be the responsible one. Robin is worried fucking sick and youre up here fucking some douche in the bathroom. For fucks sake Y/N. why are you so fucking reckless.'' His stern voice sends chills down your body.

“Steve, get out of my way,” you maintain eye contact, baling your hands up into fists.

“Fine,” he moves out of the way, letting you walk out. You slam the door and stomp down the stairs, Steve runs his hand through his hair. He notices the soiled condom in the trash and kicks the bin so hard it breaks. “FUCK.” he yells.

You managed to find Eddie and Robin in a small corner which is a little secluded. “Hey, Y/N have you seen Steve?” your sister questions with flushed cheeks, she's tripping over her own feet, quite obviously tipsy.

“No, I haven’t. But maybe you and I should get fresh air while Eds looks for him, hm?” she nods, wrapping her arms around your neck. You guide her out the door, helping her into the back of the van. She lays down, putting her head in your lap.

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Eddie shows up an hour late, making up some dumb excuse about what took so long. Rovin definitely didn't mind the extra sleep, you helped him load up your stuff before climbing in the back of the van with nance and jonathan.

It's kinda awkward seeing him again after the last conversation you had. You knew for a fact that he told nancy so as soon as eddie runs back inside to help robin get the beers you guys bought for the trip you burst out.

“Look i didnt mean anything, it was some stupid dare that harrington gave me. I would hate for you guys to get the wrong idea.” you stare at the floor with a deep blush spreading on your cheeks.

“I figured as much, you were the first person to encourage us to get together, I doubt you'd try and break us apart.” Nancy gives you a sweet smile patting your shoulder softly. A relieved expression finds its way onto your face, robin hops into the van next to you.

“OK, just one more stop and then we'll be on our way to the campsite.” Eddie smiles in the mirror, brushing his bangs behind his ear.

You really, really don't want to see Harrington, like at all. So you decide to fake a nap against the robin before you actually fall asleep.

Steve was restless in the passenger seat, the peaceful look on your face was driving him insane. His mind wanders back to earlier this morning, the second he got home he grabbed the panties he previously stole and fucked his fist with them wrapped around his hard dick.

He honestly lost count of how many times he came into your panties, he was furious. Especially with himself, its not like he was your boyfriend, he had no right to be so pissed that you were fucking someone else.

But for fucks sake, he was in the same house as you. Couldn't you have had the decency to leave with Tommy or even better, hook up with some other asshole. Steve was beyond jealous, he just barely fulfilled his fantasy of making love to you.

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“Okay so we have three tents,” Nancy taps her chin, “who wants to stay with who, Jon and I are obviously sharing,” Jonathan smiles warmly while wrapping an arm around his girlfriend.

“As much as I enjoy your friendship, I think it’d be uncomfortable having both of us in the same tent,” Eddie says to Steve, patting his shoulder with a coy smirk.

“Yeah you're right, maybe we can share a tent,'' Robin locks arms with eddie.

“So Y/N and Steve, you've got to share the last tent,” he folds his arms over his chest.

“I’ll just sleep outside,” he clenches his jaw and walks off to get “firewood”.

You roll your eyes, where does he get off acting like such a douche bag. Eddie follows Harrington, Jonathan continues putting together his and Nancy’s tent.

“What the hell is that all about?” Nancy questions, crossing her arms over her chest, furrowing her eyebrows.

“Yeah, what happened with you guys last night?” Robin questions with a soft tone. Her eyes filled with worry, she chews on her bottom lip.

“It’s nothing, he just walked in on tommy and i after we,” you smirk softly, “after he thought he gave me the best sex of my life,” you laugh.

“Why did you hook up with him?” the girl's face contorts in disgust while you just shrug.

“I dunno, he was just there,” you plop down on a foldable chair, “it wasn't even worth it though.'' Nancy laughs loudly.

“Of course it was shit, it’s fucking Tommy Hagan.” Robin smiles wide.

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Jonathan and eddie have gotten high off their asses, laughing at dumb shit even the fucking trees. Steve is talking to Robin, ignoring your presence.

“Hey guys, imma head to bed,” you cover your mouth yawning silently, they all tell you goodnight. You smile before unzipping the tent, slipping in and zipping it back up. You change into some skimpy lingerie, I know really not the most practical but you suck at actually doing laundry so you’ll have to survive, sneaking under the covers you sigh.

Shivers run down your spine, as rain starts to lightly pour down. You can hear Nancy and Robin scolding Steve and yelling at him to go inside your tent.

“Whatever, fine I’ll go in, just get out of the fucking rain.” Steve's voice is right outside the tent, you suck in a deep breath turning to face the side of the tent. Harrington pulls the zipper carefully, trying to not wake you up, “Shit,” he whispers as he pulls his shoes off.

Your body is shaking uncontrollably, the cold mixed with your stupid lace nightie and the lack of body warmth in the stupid tent. “Hey, are you still awake?” you bite your tongue, squeezing your eyes shut tightly hoping he doesn't notice you're faking it.

“Goddamn it dumbass,” he pulls his sleeping bag on top of yours, throwing the thick blanket he brought along over you. “You’re freezing your fucking ass off,” steve slides into your sleeping bag, pushing his body into yours.

His breathing regulates as he snores softly, you stay wide awake with heat building in your panties, biting down on your lip you sink your hand into your panties. Running your index and middle fingers though your folds, pressing hard circles into your clit, the pleasure has your eyebrows furrowing, eyes closing and desperate pants falling from your lips.

This is probably the most horny you've ever been, no matter what you've never stooped to this level. You've never fantasized about someone while they were right there, right next to you with their hands under your breast, the emotions are just too overwhelming, you just want him.

Using your free hand you cover your mouth trying to hold back moans, leaning your head back you insert a finger into your hole. “Princess, what are you doing?” Steve whispers into your ear, you cease all movements, his hands move up squeezing your boobs roughly. “Was it not enough that you fucked Tommy last night? Are you that big of a slut?” his hand slips into your panties he pulls your hand away and he pushes two fingers into your cunt.

A loud moan rings in the air, Steve wraps his hand around your neck, “Careful Princess, wouldn't want everyone to know just how much of a whore you are,” biting down on your lip you try to stay quiet. Harrington finger fucks you roughly, rubbing your clit with his thumb, keeping his animalistic pace.

“Pathetic slut,” his voice comes out in a hiss as you cum around his fingers, eyes rolling into the back of your head as your toes curl. Steve pulls his pants off, palming thick cock through his boxers, “suck me off Y/N” he grabs a handful of your hair pulling you close to his crotch. You pull down his boxers wrapping both hands around his cock, pushing the tip in your mouth slowly bobbing your head.

“Good girl, just like that,” he pushes your head down softly causing you to gag on his length. Steve groans, throwing his head against his pillow allowing his hips to buck into your mouth, your eyes begin to water. His pace starts to grow sloppy, your throat becoming sore, he pulls you up on his chest.

“Fuck why are you wearing that?” he pulls your nightie off causing your nipples to pebble instantly, his hands rest on your sides as he grinds you down on him.

“I forgot to do laundry,” you say softly, “do you have a condom?” he smirks.

“Yeah in my wallet,” you grab his wallet as Steve takes his shirt off, he's decided you're taking too long. Harrington creeps up behind you, kissing your spine gently, his hands wrap around to squeeze your boobs.

“Steve, be patient.” you grab the gold foil wrapper and put it in steve's hand, you put his wallet back away and crawl over to him. Watching him slide the rubber over his throbbing cock, you throw your panties over by the pile of clothes, he motions for you to come closer.

“Y/N get over here,” your heart rate increases as his hands rest on your hips, pushing his dick into your soaked pussy, a quiet gasp rings through the silent tent. “You’ll have to be quiet,'' Steve says sternly, furrowing his eyebrows as he lays his head against his pillow, having you riding him was enough to kill him.

You pick up your pace, grinding your hips against Steves, the echoing sound of your skins slapping could probably be heard twenty feet away. Harrington didn't care, whenever you slowed your pace he would grip your ass and bounce it on his cock, making sure to fill you with pleasure.

Steve uses his middle and pointer finger to rub sloppy circles into your sensitive nub, causing your body to jerk forward and your eyes to flutter shut, soft moans fill his ears. You wrap your arms around his neck, biting down on his shoulder to keep quiet, he runs his hand through your hair pulling your head back.

His eyes narrow in on the reddish-purple marks Tommy left the night before, his jaw goes slack, he flips you on your back. He sucks rough marks all over your neck, he fucks into you furiously, the whole tent around you moving back and forth along with steve.

“You like that? Fucking slut,” he wraps a hand around your throat squeezing just enough to make you gasp for air.

Steve throws his head back in pleasure, you begin to tighten up around him drawing out a long groan. “Steve,” you chant his name, “more, please I need more,”, he complies with your desires and angles your bodies so he hits even deeper.

“I’m gonna cum,” you moan into his ear, he slows down pulling you against his chest, you climax around him. Steve bucks up into you one last time before he cums, filling the condom. He pulls out, takes off the condom and ties the top, he quickly gets dressed.

You begin to stress, once he opens the zipper to the tent you're still sat naked, fully exposed to the cold air. It begins to feel like there's something stuck in the back of your throat, Steve comes back into the tent, zipping it back up.

“Why didn't you get dressed, you're freezing,'' Steve pulls his sweatshirt off and puts it on for you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I have a question for you,” he chews his lip while looking into your eyes.

“What is it?” you play with the sleeves of his favorite sweater before slipping under the covers once again.

“Will you go out with me,” Steve cracks his neck before following suit and laying next to you.

“Well you fucked me multiple times, so i guess a date wouldnt be too bad,” he smiles pulling you against him, burying your head into his chest.

“Goodnight Y/N,” he whispers into your ear before kissing the top of your head.

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hawkins-losers · 2 years

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Dungeon Master, I’m pulling your strings | Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader

Summary: You show interest in D&D and Hawkins’ Dungeon Master offers to teach you in the privacy of his trailer. At some point during the lessons, D&D is forgotten

Word count: 3k

Warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, dirty talk (light),

Request: Eddie fluff where he is teaching reader how to play dnd please

A/N: This fic was long awaited and it took me so long to finish. I really hope you’ll like it!

When Dustin's older sister expressed her interests for her brother's fantasy role-play game, his eyes turned into hearts and his mouth broke into an ear to ear grin.

The next day, Dustin had talked to his club leader about teaching you – and he accepted.

''Thank you for accepting to teach me,'' you said as you stepped into Eddie Munson's trailer.

You had met him a couple of times through Dustin, but you didn't know much about him besides that he was quite eccentric and dramatic. Oh, and people called him 'the freak' which you thought was offensive and derogatory. Just because someone is different it doesn't make them freaks.

''When I heard Henderson's sister was interested in playing, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to have her in my club. If you're anything like your brother, the campaigns will take an interesting turn.''

''Club? As in Hellfire?'' Eddie hummed. ''Does that mean I get a cool tee shirt?'' You tried to hide your enthusiasm by biting your lip.

''All members get a tee shirt. But we'll get to that later. If you want to be part of the next campaign, we better get to work.''

''Isn't the next campaign in like...five days?''

You recalled your brother talking about this campaign during breakfast and how it was going to be epic with a capital 'e'.

He hummed again. ''Now, please follow the Dungeon Master.''

You followed the tall brunet to his bedroom where everything was already laid out on the bed. He motioned for you to sit, ready to teach you the basic grasp of the game.

It was very kind of Eddie to take time to sit down with you to guide you through every aspect of the game. Dustin's impatient little ass would've never.

''I'm not gonna ask you to read the rule-books and shit, so I'll walk you through the basic game loop. The Dungeon Master describes the situation, the players say what their characters try to do, and the Dungeon Master describes the outcome. Easy, right?''

''Just that? I thought there were a bunch of rules? Dustin said-''

Eddie tilted his head left and right. ''Yeah yeah, but you don't really need to know all the game rules. You'll learn everything as you play. I wouldn't want to overwhelm you with hundreds of rules with terms you don't even know. Your mind will short-circuit.'' A low chuckle left his throat.

When Dustin told you about the many rules, you got a little scared. Having to learn and understand everything sounded stressful to you and it's one of the reasons you had been hesitant to learn the game.

''Should we get to character creation? Without a character, there is no playing.''

You nodded. ''Sure.''

For the next hour, you and Eddie worked on your character. Well, he basically created it for you. All you had to do was roll the dices. He explained a few combat mechanics - what your character can and can't do on its turn – like moving, attacking and the one combat-related class feature your character has at level 1. There were more advanced actions, but these could wait for another time.

At some point, it began getting stuffy in Eddie's room so you removed your sweatshirt, peeling it over your head. During your movement, your cami had ridden up, exposing a part of your stomach. Being a guy, Eddie's eyes darted there instinctively, noticing at the same time the absence of a bra underneath your cami. The fabric was dark, but you could see the imprint of your nipples.

''What does that mean?'' you asked, pointing at the abilities and the numbers he had written on your character chart.

But Eddie's attention – as well as his thoughts – was elsewhere. He was respectively looking. Admiring. He wished he could touch, graze his thumb over the peaked bud before wrapping his lips around it and-

''Eddie?''

The Dungeon Master snapped out of his staring, shaking his head. ''Sorry. My mind went a little wild for a minute.'' He laughed nervously, flicking his eyes up and away from your chest. ''What were you saying, sweetheart?''

''I'm not sure I understand that part of the chart,'' you repeated, pointing to the sheet.

Eddie took a look at the sheet, then went over your abilities as a sorceress.

After a few minutes, your brain was feeling tired from all the new information so you and Eddie decided on taking a break.

''Do you want something to drink? I got beer and...orange juice, but I don't know if the orange juice is good to drink.'' Eddie grimaced, not remembering for how long it's been in the fridge for.

You didn't take a chance and told him to get you a beer. Eddie nodded, telling you he'll be right back as he jogged to his kitchen.

While he was gone, you took a moment to look at your surroundings. Eddie's bedroom was an utter clutter. There were clothes everywhere on the floor and spilling from the closet and drawers, tons of posters on his walls of bands and drawings you assumed he had done. You didn't recognize any of the characters or monsters he had drawn, but you were pleasantly surprised by his sense of details.

On the window edge at your right was a series of figurines that seemed to be hand-painted. You picked one up, careful to not break it. It had big blue wings and a long spear, looking ready to battle.

''Did you paint these?'' you asked when Eddie returned.

Eddie could only nod, the sight of you sitting in the middle of his bed, examining with fascination one of his hand-painted figurines making his stomach ache in all the good ways.

He handed you your beer, already opened, and sat down. ''They're miniatures to play D&D. The one you're holding is for a future campaign.''

''That's so cool.'' You put the figurine back on the edge of the window and took a sip of your beer. ''I like the drawing on your walls too. I didn't know you were an artist.''

''I'm a man of multiple talents.'' Eddie laughed around the opening of his beer. ''Do you have any talents? I heard from a little shitbird that you took ballet lessons as a kid.'' He smirked, imagining you in a tutu and tights.

Dustin. You wanted to strangle your brother. He was the only one who knew about the ballet lessons, the only one who could've told Eddie.

''I don't dance anymore. I was forced to put my pointe shoes on a hook six years ago when I fell during a performance and split my chin.'' You lifted your chin in Eddie's direction, the scar still visible after all these years.

Eddie nodded. ''Impressive. But, you can't beat me in the scar department. I got fifteen stitches when I fell from the trailer's rooftop as a kid. They had to stick a needle in my knee and the whole thing made a huge dent in my uncle's wallet.''

You gasped in horror. A needle in the knee sounded painful. ''Oh my god! What were you doing up there?''

He shrugged. ''Reading? Self-loathing?''

A smile twisted on his lips and you kicked his leg, making him chuckle.

Now you're starting to get why Dustin loves Eddie so much. It's not only about D&D, it's his personality and the way he just makes you comfortable. He's funny without trying and strangely endearing.

And, he's quite handsome too.

You took a few sips of your beer as you kept talking about everything and anything, catching Eddie stealing glances at you every time you would laugh or smile.

''You know, you aren't as sleek and subtle as you think.''

Eddie frowned, then waited for you to pursue.

''I see you looking at me. And, I saw you staring at my tits earlier.''

Eddie played coy, cocking an eyebrow. ''Was I?'' He chuckled, then lowered his eyes, plunging his gaze down to your chest. ''Very nice tits you got there, by the way.''

You put your half empty beer on the nightstand, feeling like making a move. ''I know,'' you said, then reached the bottom of your cami and pulled it off, taking Eddie by surprise.

He sucked in a breath, suddenly feeling hot all over. ''Jesus Christ.''

A part of Eddie was telling him he shouldn't be looking at his friend's sister that way. Dustin would be livid to know teaching his sister D&D turned into wherever this was leading to. But, on another hand, you weren't Dustin's property – and Eddie hadn't forced you to do anything. You had taken off your clothes on your own will. Eddie was just looking.

Damn right he was looking. If you looked closely at him, you could see drool at the corner of his mouth.

''May I..?'' he asked, polite despite the turn of the situation.

You nodded.

Eddie scooted forward on the bed, then cupped your breasts, igniting pleasure inside of you. He swept his thumbs over your nipples, and groaned softly. ''Perfect handful.'' He squeezed both breasts, his thumbs dancing along the underside of each one. ''And these nipples. Fuck, sweetheart.''

You smiled at his compliment. ''You like my nipples, Munson?'' you asked with a half chuckle.

In response, Eddie dipped his head, and you sucked a breath when he flicked his tongue over your right nipple. ''I could suck on these sweet little nipples all night long.''

''What about D&D? You said you wanted me to play in the next campaign-'' You didn't finish your sentence, gasping as Eddie closed his lips around the hard bud and drew it into his hot, wet mouth. "Oh fuck."

Your hand went to Eddie's hair, fingers snaking through his mess of curls as he kept sucking on your breasts like a baby hungry for milk.

"Feels good?" His breath tickled your breasts as he kissed his way to your other nipple. "Is it making you wet?"

You mumbled something unintelligible, no longer remembering how to create words with your mouth as he was licking playful circles around your nipple. God, you hadn't gotten to the sex part yet and you were already fucked-dumb...

Releasing your nipple from his mouth, Eddie began trailing his kissed up your collarbones and neck, then your jaw and finally capturing your lips with his. He tasted the beer he had been sipping on – and you probably did too.

You rose on your knees, gaining some height but not enough to tower over him. Hendersons weren't blessed in the height department. You snaked your arms around Eddie's neck and shoulders and felt his hands go to the back of your thighs, pulling you closer as he slid his tongue past your lips.

There was no urgency in the kiss despite your tongues mingling. Only languid sweetness as your hands roamed each other's bodies, exploring and discovering.

You pulled back after a moment, needing to catch your breath. A smile twisted on your lips, taking in what you and Eddie were doing. This was out of character for you; kissing and baring yourself – literally – to someone you barely know.

''You okay?'' Eddie asked, brushing his thumb over your cheek.

Your smile broadened and you nodded. You had never felt better.

Then, you were kissing again.

The kisses were searing this time, Eddie's tongue thrusting into your mouth in a deep, punishing stroke. You heard yourself moan, but Eddie swallowed the desperate sound with another greedy kiss, his warm hands clamping on your hips as he lowered you on the mattress. He wanted to kiss you longer, but he had other plans.

You let out a little whine as his mouth left yours.

''Pull your pants down and lay back, sweetheart,'' Eddie whispered in your ear, his velvety voice tickling your eardrum.

Your core clenched at his words.

You did as told, pushing down your jeans and revealing a simple black thong. If your mother ever saw those, she'd throw them in the fireplace and get you a jumbo pack of granny-panties that would last your whole life.

Eddie marveled at the sight, taking it in for a few seconds. He stuck his tongue out, catching the wet patch on your underwear. ''Look at that, you're already wet for me.''

If you hadn't been so horny, you would have blushed, but right now all you could think about was Eddie's fingers. They were so long, and dexterous according to the guitar on his wall, they must feel really good.

''Tell me what you want me to do.'' Eddie looked up at you, trailing his finger over your stomach and awakening goosebumps in his wake. ''Do you want my fingers?'' He ran his finger-tips down your slit over your underwear, his teasing touch tickling and making your breath hitch. ''Tell me you want my fingers inside of you.''

An involuntary moan spilled from your lips. ''Yes. Fingers- Want your fingers.''

''I'll just take these off,'' Eddie said as he hooked his fingers under the waistband and removed your underwear. ''And then we can play.'' He threw them aside, the delicate landing on the planchette and knocking over some pieces.

If you hadn't been so turned on, you would've laughed. There's slim chances Eddie had done on purpose, so how fitting was it that your panties had landed on the D&D planchette?

The wet sound of Eddie's fingers sliding in and out of you filled the room, the calloused palm scraping your pussy on its descent, combined with your little mewls. His fingers felt so much better than your own – colder too, because of his rings touching your hot skin. You pushed yourself on his fingers in response, trying to get him to go deeper, but Eddie was a little shit and not giving you what you wanted.

''You like that?''

You didn't have time to say anything, a strangled sound spilling from you as he unexpectedly sucked on your clit, your hips rising from the bed. Eddie laughed, sending vibration to your core. He pulled out his fingers and licked them. ''So wet for me, aren't you, my little sorceress?''

Before tonight, you would've never thought nerdy dirty talk would turn you on, but here you were, whining and pushing yourself toward Eddie's mouth as he called you by your D&D character's class, desperate for another touch of his tongue.

''Eddie, please. I- I need your mouth.''

He answered to your demand and did a first swipe of his tongue between your folds' entrance, sucking some of your moisture and teasing. ''Is that what you want, sweetheart?''

You mumbled some appreciative sounds and he did it again, this time grabbing your thighs firmly to keep you from squirming so much under his tongue. His grip was without a doubt going to leave bruised-colored mementos behind – which you will stupidly smile at when you get home later, thinking back about the crazy turnure of events.

Eddie slipped in deeper between your folds, eliciting a loud moan from you. He continued with the teasing. going deeper and deeper with every swipe of tongue, releasing a variety of slurping sounds in the room as he eagerly and messily sucked.

Lost in your sexual pleasure, you had absentmindedly grabbed at his hair, pulling at the roots of Eddie's messy mane and forcefully keeping his mouth on you. You almost released your grip, but the pleasured groans he made in response told you he didn't mind – in fact, he loved it.

''God, you taste so good,'' Eddie praised, making explicit slurping and humming noises, as if he was tasting the best ice cream ever created. ''It's getting all over my face with how wet you are.''

You made the mistake and glanced down just as Eddie raised his head, giving you a good visual of your wetness glistening from his lips down to his chin. It was pornographic. The type of image you'd get in those adult movies at Family Videos – not that you had ever rented one.

He flashed you a devilish grin, one of the corners curling higher. ''Look at the mess you made on me. It's dripping down my chin,'' he said, beginning to rub his thumb on your swollen clit, watching you roll out a series of needy little cries, desperate for more attention to your clit.

You pushed his head back down, needing him there. Eddie laughed and happily obliged.

''Are you getting close? Good girl is getting close,'' he asked, lapping at your insides while keeping his thumb on your clit, stimulating both zones.

You nodded, feeling the knot in your core getting tighter and tighter as your climax got closer. ''Close. So close,'' you replied, pushing your hips down and using your free hand to clutch at the sheets.

If the air was stuffy and hot earlier, it must've gotten up twenty degrees by now.

''Beg. Beg me to come.''

If it had been with anyone else, you would've been embarrassed –begging was embarrassing –, but Eddie made it sound like a game and you were happy to partake and play along.

''Please, let me come. Please, please.'' You felt your walls clench and toes curling – so close.

''Why should I let you come? Why should I give you this pleasure?''

''Let me come, please,'' you mewled.

''Is that what you want? To come all over me? To come all over your Dungeon Master?''

You bit down your lip, not thrusting yourself to not moan so loud Eddie's trailer neighbors would hear.

''Come for me,'' he whispered against you. ''Come on my tongue.''

Three flicks of tongue later, you clenched your legs around Eddie's head, choking him with your thighs as a loud moan ripped from your throat, coming apart and climaxing. You repeated Eddie's name over and over like a chant, feeling him hum in delight and slurp all of your juices.

Once he was finished, Eddie pressed gentle kisses on your overstimulated pussy, making you hiss in sensitivity.

''Eddie?'' You pushed him off of you. ''I think I'm gonna need another lessons.''

Still between your legs, Eddie threw his head back laughing. ''You really are a naughty little girl, Henderson. I bet no one knows that about you, uh?''

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The Dungeon Master (18+)

warnings!: smut, 18+, swearing, fluff at the very end, no spoilers (I think!), fem!reader/listener, kink names (slut, whore, good girl, etc.), fingering, penetrative sex, smoking weed, choking, oral sex, reader is 18+!

description: a short smut fic based on (this audio), after teasing you, your DM and neighbor Eddie Munson confronts some hidden feelings

a/n: this is my first real smut writing (it has not been proofread yet so there may be mistakes) I would be glad to do other characters so feel free to leave suggestions (i will do most characters [adults only ofc]) Enjoy! ❤

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"Alright guys you get home safe! " Eddie closes the door after saying goodbye to the last of the members and takes a seat back down on the couch with you, taking the lit blunt you had been smoking.

The Hellfire club had just finished off a campaign in Eddie's trailer with an epic battle between your party and a fire elemental. You had done him a solid, helping him clean up after the group, in return you two decided to let off some steam, not like you had to earn his stash anyway.

"Hey, thanks for helping me clean up tonight" Eddie brings the rolled paper to his mouth and takes a long drag

You let out a soft laugh "No, thank you, that session tonight was amazing".

Eddie's eyes light up, he always loves when you enjoy his campaigns " Oh I know, you got so fucking lucky. I mean you completely obliterated that fire elemental, and it was so many more levels than your entire party"

He gives you a big smile and chuckles "I mean who needs power when you're that lucky! Two nat twenties are kidding me" You roll your eyes playfully at his comment.

"You know, I'm really glad you joined the party. It can get pretty dicey with all the testosterone driven egos in the party, I'm glad you enjoy it, get the hang of things"

He shrugs a bit and offers the blunt back to you "For how long we've known each other it was only a matter of time before you joined my little dnd cult".

You raise an eyebrow and take it between your fingers "Cult? Really? Very interesting Munson".

He puts on that signature smirk and leans in a bit closer to you " Yes, it is a cult... And I am your God" he lowers his voice at the last part before bursting out laughing "Yes yes, hail me".

You pull away from him a bit, you could already tell he was trying to to push your buttons with his constant teasing "Oh cmon, I kicked your campaign's ass tonight" you say firmly.

He chuckles to himself "You really know how to run that mouth of yours. It would be a shame to give your character another run in with the fire elemental, I wonder if your dice would save you this time" he stares directly into your eyes, enjoying the slight glare youre giving him

"Or how about an evil evil tentacle monster" he glides his fingers against the side of your thigh while you take a drag "Mm, maybe that's for a private session".

You choke on the smoke in your throat from your surprise, god, he knew exactly how to make your body riled up. Collecting yourself, you give him a hard punch in the shoulder, making Eddie burst out laughing.

" Ow! I'm just kidding, you're so cute, are you blushing? Y'know your half-elf might appreciate this battle"

He leans into your ear after looking you up and down, examining your glorious reactions to his teasing "you seem to enjoy the thought of it, sweetheart".

He stays there for a moment before pulling away and clearing his throat "Oh we should be getting pizza for tonight by the way, horror movie Fridays and all".

Eddie and you had a tradition since middle school where you would lay together on his couch and watch horror movies, often quarreling about which flicks are superior.

" You want to order Ed's? I think we should get a half and half" You hold out the blunt to him

He nods, taking it and stands up, picking up his phone

"Yeah sounds good, hang on one sec".

As he types in the number you press a finger into his side " Ed, do the voice, pleeease"

He rolls his eyes playfully and dabs out the blunt, shushing you as it rings. Eddie clears his throat and puts on a surfer bro accent, as he orders he keeps slipping up, trying to hold back his own laughter.

After ordering he lays down with you, you gently place your hand in his and rub small circles "So what are we watching tonight Munson?"

He smiles a bit "Oh, Evil Dead, for sure mixing horror and comedy like that is talent".

You shake your head " What about the scary movie-"

Eddie shushes you, cutting you off by putting a finger to your lips "No no shh you don't know what you're talking about, the scary movie franchise is horror themed comedy, it's totally different"

You give his ringed finger a little nibble, successfully making him remove his hand "well what about scream? What do you have to say about that, hm? " you glare at him playfully.

He shakes his head "Ah scream is a thriller, if anything, has fantastic writing though".

You roll your eyes " Finally, we agree on something, but since you have a opinion on it, who's your favourite character?"

He laughs a bit and nods "Oh Sid, hands down and Dewey is a close second but that's just because he's a funny man child"

"I can't say I'm surprised you like ghost face, you did mention you had a crush on Billy" he smirks.

You shake your head "Oh my god Munson, I did not, you're lying"

"Yes you did, I remember because you were cooing about him the entire movie"

He brushes a strand of hair behind your ear and lowers his voice "You like how he talked, like some sexy stalker"

The feeling of his warm hand and his eyes piercing through you makes you squirm while he talks, clearly falling for his game again "I- get over yourself Eddie, I did not"

He let's out a satisfied chuckle, knowing he's already getting the reaction he wants "Don't deny it, I can see your lip quiver and your chest heave, who you kidding princess?"

You feel can feel his words make a dampness between your legs, he was already making you needy "S-shut up".

You yank a bit on his curls in a attempt for him to quiet. "Hey, stop" Eddie plasters a smirk across his face "What? Is this voice turning you on? Making your heart race"

He leans into your neck, his lips inches away from your ear "Mm what if I get closer, you like that? "

You let out a small whine and stay frozen in place, you wish he'd just do something, anything. Your thighs squeeze together and press up against him, searching for friction

"But hey that's just my interpretation y'kno- " Eddie's heart begins to go faster when he feels your plush thighs up against him "Ah uh, it was all just acting"

"It's just so much fun to piss you off" He pulls away from your neck and smiles

You roll your eyes "Seriously, you get such a rise out of this"

"Your face gets all scrunched up in a pout and it's uh, it's really cute" your eyes meet as he admires you silently

The two of you stare into each other for a moment before you break the silence "Hey Ed's, uh what are we?..."

His eyes widen and he nervously chuckles "Oh- so we're doing this now? Alright"

"Well uh we are neighbors who watch movies together and make brea-breakfast for each other uh- and play dnd together"

You give him a soft smile. He always seems to finally become as nervous as you when you bring up your relationship, it's cute how he slips on his words.

"Look, don't mind me practicing my improvisational skills, please, so i-"

You lean in closer to him, thighs now straddling his leg. Leaning in close to his face, you shut him up. It's so nice to see him squirm for once.

"What are you doing" he chuckles softly

"What do you mean?" you move your hand to rest on his shoulder

"Your face is very close to my face and you're practically on top of me"

You start to rubs circles on his shoulder as your eyes continue to pierce through him "Hm? "

He takes in a shallow breath and adjusts his leg to cover the bulge growing in his jeans "Did- my Billy impression really do it for you"

"Seriously, or are you just forcing me to confront some hidden feelings" He stops for a moment and hooks his fingers into yours "Y'know just forget I said anything, please?"

"Hm, why? " You take your hand off his shoulder to clasp your hand into his

"Why? Well you don't think of me like that, I mean why the hell would you- "

You suddenly close the gap between each other, clashing your lips and teeth together. Eddie let's a small grunt, surprised by the sudden kiss.

He then releases his hand, placing it to the back of your neck and pulling you closer. His tongue glides across your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter.

You part your lips allowing him entrance, you whine into the kiss when you feel his hand run down to your waist, gripping firmly.

Eddie's cold rings dig into your skin, he groans into the kiss "Fuck-, y/n you taste so good"

After your lips part from each other, you rest your forehead against his, both of you panting.

"Does this mean your feelings have been stewing too? "

You let out a quiet giggle "I just kissed you Ed's, I think that shows I like you. Do you like me? "

He places a small kiss on the tip of your nose "yeah of course i like you, I've liked you for a long ass time, just never had the balls to say it". He moves his other hand down to your waist and joins them both together " It sure as hell didn't help that I got jealous everytime I saw you bring guys over next door."

"Jealous? Really? Eddie Munson was jealous over me"

"Yeah, I'll admit I got jealous" Eddie shrugs "It didn't help also that you were...loud, seemingly even when I was busy"

You bring your hand up and cup his jaw "Do you hold it against me?"

"No, I don't hold it against you" His grip tightens on your waist, the cold metal of his rings on your skin "It just made me rock hard when I was trying to focus"

You run your fingers through his hair becoming needier as he continues "Ah fuck-, my mind just went a little wild wondering what you were doing behind those closed doors".

He breathes out against your neck " I just couldn't help but wonder if I could get you to scream my name, if given the chance"

You whine quietly "Mm, tell what you would do, tell me how you'd make me scream"

He let's out a soft chuckle "What would I do? Man you are full of questions today aren't you. I'm glad you asked"

Eddie places one of his hands in your hair, and the other in the dip of your back "Well first I'd make sure you were comfortable, rub your shoulders, run my fingers through your hair"

You let out a shaky breath and lean down to kiss his neck, leaving small marks to the skin before pulling away.

He then rubs his thumb over your bottom lip, dragging it down slowly "Then I'd kiss you, gently at first"

You lean down closer to him, both of your lips barely touching, your chest heaves as you get closer, the look you have on your face practically begging Eddie to close the gap.

He runs his hands up and down your sides making sure to move slower when he gets to your hips "And then I'd get more daring with my selfishness, like this" he slowly moves in, closing the gap between you, gently sliding his tongue into your mouth.

Your tongues intertwined, you give him the occasional nibble on his bottom lip, causing him to groan "Mm- god youre driving me crazy princess"

You continue letting out your quiet moans in between kisses as he runs his hand down your body, making your back arch "Shiit ah- I'm to high for this, you get me so needy Ed's"

"Aw my girl's needy? Tell me what you want me to do y/n, tell me while I ran my hands down your body, I might go past your waistline if you let me" he glides his hand down your stomach, stopping at the hem of your skirt.

"Yes- please Eddie, just do something" you grip your hands into his hair as he tucks under your waistband, cupping you gently

"I can whisper all sorts of things in your ear, naughty things. Whatever I think you want to hear" he leans into your neck leaving soft kisses behind your ear down to your collarbone "I'm not sure if you're patient enough today for that sweetheart"

Eddie breathes out a deep moan against your ear as you run your hands under his shirt, feeling his chest and stomach. He bites on your neck, fingers slowly sliding into your underwear "that's a good girl"

You yank his hair a bit and buck your hips slightly as he cups you, letting out soft moans into his ear.

"Oh? You bucked your hips when I called you a-" he chuckles quietly to himself and you feel his hot breath against your ear "a good girl "

He continues to suck at your neck, occasionally nibbling at your ear lobe. "I know what you want, say it loud and proud as I cup that hot little box of yours" Eddie now looks at you, his brown eyes piercing into yours "tell me you want my fingers inside you"

You hesitate, it's humiliating to beg but god is it worth it if your begging Eddie fucking Munson, and he knew it too. "I-" your hands grip into him, his shirt bundled between your fingers.

"Do it, do it, do it" he chants, giving you a kiss before smirking "cmon y/n, be a good girl, tell me how you want me" Eddie glides his finger over your entrance, edging you on.

"Oh god- fuck I want your fingers inside me, please Eddie, hurry"

He let's out a laugh and slides his digits inside of you, slowly pumping in and out of your pussy. He places his thumb firmly against your clit as he speeds up his movements "you dirty little slut, I knew I should've had you earlier"

The feeling of his cold rings pressing against you and his low words send a jolt through your clit, making you squirm. "Your innocent eyes told me everything baby, especially when you'd prance around my trailer in boxers and a bra, god that made me so hard"

"I cant tell you how many times I wanted to just bend you over and fuck you on the counter right there"

Your walls start to clench around him and you reach for Eddie's arm, digging your nails into his tatted skin.

"You getting close? Aw good girl's getting close" he pulls out of you for a moment, flipping you onto your back. You whine at the loss of his fingers and he chuckles, leaning down to throw your legs over his shoulders "trust me sweetheart, this'll get you squirming"

Eddie laps his tongue over your slit, placing his mouth over your clit as he returns his fingers to your core. He gets you back on your high as you feel him work at your clit.

"Your so close, so needy princess" he continues to pump his fingers in you, his movements faster this time. The warmth starts to pool in your stomach again, as you begin to reach the edge, your thighs press against each side of his head "Eddie, Eddie Ed- Oh god don't stop baby"

He reaches his free hand to push under your shirt, massaging your breast in his cold hands "Beg me, beg me to cum". Eddie replaces his mouth with his thumb, rubbing soft circles around your ball of nerves" Ask me for permission"

You can feel your eyes start to glaze over as you run your hand through his hair "Please Ed's, let me cum, I'm- begging you"

He smirks and continues his work, placing his mouth over your breast and licking at the sensitive bud. Just as you start to tighten, he removes his digits and brings them up to his mouth, sucking off the slick.

"Ed- why'd you stop" you whine out, throwing your head back at the loss of the fullness.

Eddie looks down to see your pleading face and laughs when he sees a slight pout form "Why'd I stop? " He leans down and places a kiss to your collarbone "Atta girl, you cant cum unless I let you, that's why. Aw don't pout sweetheart, you'll get to cum soon".

He sits up and removes your legs from his shoulders, he glides his hand over your stomach "it's just that my cock needs to be inside of you when you do"

Your chest heaves as you watch him lean next to the couch, grabbing a condom out of the drawer. Eddie places a hand under your skirt and hooks his finger on your underwear "can I take these off princess?" He gives you a smile when you nod and slides them down your legs. After they're removed he stuffs them into his back pocket. Yeah, youre probably not getting those back.

Eddie then hikes your skirt up, rubbing at your thighs "so beautiful y/n..."

You mutter under your breath "I think youre the beautiful one Munson"

He then reaches down into his back pocket, pulling out the tin foil wrapped condom you know so well.

Eddie slowly rips open the wrapper with his teeth with one ring clad hand while undoing and removing his belt with the other. As he pulls down his boxers, you sit up and start to peel his shirt off of him, leaving kisses all over his chest after throwing his shirt to the floor.

You take the condom out of his hand, looking up at him for permission. He gives you a nod and as you work to slide it on him, he grabs your waist, running his hands up and down your body. He then suddenly grabs you by your thighs, pulling you forward to position himself between your legs.

You let out a yelp, surprised as you you fall back against the couch. "Aw you are so cute when you cry out for me" he let's out a low laugh and massages your thigh, his rings pressing into the plush skin.

He kisses right above your belly button, leaving a trail all the way to your chest "Beg me to fuck you, to rearrange your insides"

You glide your fingertips down his stomach, making him shiver "Im all ready for you" you push yourself forward to grind your hot core against his length "Please Ed's, touch me"

He takes a hold at the base of his cock, lining himself, his tip prodding at your entrance " that's my girl, you gonna let the DM slide into you? Such a good slut for me, hm? " he thrusts forward gently, groaning at your tight walls around him.

A wave of pleasure jolts through you as he hits the right angle. Eddie starting to slowly thrust in and out of you, you curse under you breath letting whines and little moans pour out of your mouth.

He slides one of his hands up to your lips, letting you suck on his ringed finger, your mouth hanging open. "Fuck- I had a feeling you liked to be treated like a little whore, I could hear your moans on those lonely nights. Begging, aching, to be filled with a proper cock." Eddie's groans get deeper as his thrusts speed up, snapping your hips together "Oh god- that look you're giving me is making me crazy y/n"

You bite down gently on his finger and laugh "Hm? Does my stare make you nervous Ed's, go faster baby, I can take it" you grind against him, making him throw his head back.

He hisses through his teeth as he bucks his hips into yours, the friction bringing him to the edge "God, I gotta calm down, youre gonna make me lose it-" he grunts under his breath as he slides his hand down to your clit, pressing firmly against it. You feel as though you can't stay still as he slides his fingers through your folds, flicking at your clit.

You grab a hold of his wrist pulling on it to relieve the over stimulation washing over you, whining out as he rubbes circles against your nerves. "Move your hand princess, I got you" you release his wrist and clasp your hand to your mouth, covering the sounds that spill out.

Eddie removes your hand from your mouth moving it up his chest, stopping at his throat "I like hearing those moans, scream louder for me sweetheart. I want the whole neighborhood to know I'm using you as my little fuck toy." He grips your fingers around his throat and groans as you apply pressure, your nails leaving little marks on his neck. "God- yes mm!"

As the sound of skin slapping echos through the room you feel that familiar warmth start to wash over you. Your moans grow louder as Eddie speeds up his movements. He leans down to your ear, his hot breath beating across your neck.

You grab a handful of his curly locs, yanking on them as your high starts to come over you. "Your so close baby, is my girl gonna cum?" He let's out a throaty moan, your hot walls around his cock "Cum for me, let me see how I've ruined you"

You eyes roll back as you lift your hips, pushing against Eddie's length. "Fuck- fuck fuck, so good" your words coming out through breathy moans. Your release suddenly comes over you, the jolt of warmth washing through you.

"Good girl, you're practically dripping for me" he slides his hands down your thighs as you ride out your orgasm, his calloused fingertips making you twitch. He glides his thumb around your entrance, pressing where you connect.

You let out a shaky whine and cover his hand "Hey quit- that feels weird asshole"

"Can you open your mouth for me princess? Good girl" Eddie chuckles and leans down slipping his tongue into your mouth when you connect. He gently takes your bottom lip between his teeth as you kiss, pulling away from you.

You place a peck on his jaw before he rests his head in your neck "My turn, you alright for me to finish sweetheart?" He whispers in your ear, his lips grazing against your neck.

You let out a quiet giggle "I'll be alright, just let me see your face when you cum" you wrap your legs around his waist, pressing him deeper as he raises back up from your neck. His brown doe eyes staring down at you as he begins his thrusting into your core.

You moan out, squeezing your eyes shut as you feel him inside of you, the friction now even harder to control after just cumming.

Eddie slides his hands up to your chest, running his hands across them and pinching at your sensitive buds "Mm, so good baby, I can feel you already clenching back around my cock." His voice rings in your ears as you listen to his moans, his deep throated grunts bouncing off the walls.

You take a hold of his hands, clasping them together with yours as they are pinned to each side of you "You getting close baby?" You lean up next to his ear "Cmon, finish for me Ed's. Fill me up with your load"

"Ah god- shit I'm gonna cum, please" His grip gets tighter in your hand as he snaps his hips harder against yours.

You laugh against his neck "good boy, give it to me" you raise your hips slightly, giving him access to fuck out his high.

Eddie let's out groans into your ear as his thrusts get sloppier , his nails digging into the bedsheets. He finally arches his back, his release washing over him, leaving him a fucking mess in your neck.

He quietly hisses as he pulls out of you, laying down next to you. "Well that was fucking nuts! How'd you feel? "

The both of you start bursting out laughing, "Damn right it was Munson, I don't think I can feel my feet"

"I guess you could say I hit all the right places then, hm? y/n" he plants a kiss on your cheek "I wasn't to rough on you then? "

You lean in close to him " 'Course not, you were just right" you sweep the sweaty hair out of his face, sticking out your tongue at him

Eddie shakes his head and smiles, pulling you in close to his chest.

"Yuck, you're all sweaty Eddie" you pinch his nose and lay against his chest

"Mm I know, we're both sweaty. That's not the only juices we mixed tonight if you get what I mean" he wiggles his eyebrows at you

"Youre quite the cuddle bug l/n. So does that mean this will be another event of Friday horror movie nights and all?" He cups the side of your jaw

You give him a soft kiss and bite his lip as you pull away "Whenever you want, I'm sure as hell not letting you go now ed's"

He rest his head on top of yours, running his hands through your hair "I can't wait to make you happy".

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