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Eddie the Bitch

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem Reader

Genre: Friends to Lovers, Smut

Warnings: NSFW, Minors DNI, 18+ Only, Mentions Drugs, Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Squirting, P in V Sex, Loss of Virginity, Pet Name Kink, Slight Dom Eddie, if I missed anything let me know!

Summary: It’s your senior year at Hawkins High and you are becoming all too aware of your ever-growing crush on your best friend, Eddie Munson. Does he also have feelings for you?

A/N: I know the title sounds weird but trust me it’s cute and makes sense when you read the fic lol

Masterlist

As you close your locker you jump at the sight of your best friend since middle school, Eddie Munson. He’s wearing typical Eddie attire; black skinny jeans with holes in the knees, a metal band tee, slightly tucked in at the front, his black leather jacket under his jean vest, black hi-top Converse, and a black belt with silver pyramid studs lining it. Of course, he’s also wearing the rings he never seems to take off, his long curly brown hair is still slightly damp from his shower this morning, and he’s got a goofy grin on his face.

“Didn’t mean to scare you, princess,” he chuckles, crossing his arms across his chest. Your heart flutters at his nickname for you. Even though he’s been calling you that for some time, it never fails to make your heart beat just a tick faster.

Though you had been best friends with him since middle school, it’s easy enough for you to admit that you and Eddie had grown a bit further apart in your high school years, mostly due to his extracurricular activities. Eddie was now known as the best drug dealer around, and though you disagree with his new career, it still doesn’t stop you from staying close to him, not when you’ve been becoming ever so much more aware of the growing crush you have on him. You know he will never see you as anything but his best friend, but there’s a part of you that wishes he will notice you, touch you, maybe even - fuck you.

Embarrassed at your thoughts, your face starts burning. “Ed! Stop sneaking up on me!” you exclaim, giving his shoulder a playful slap.

He holds his hands out in front of him, waving them defensively. “Woah, there! You have maimed me!” he laughs, feigning an injury. “I just wanted to check and make sure we were still on to hang out at my place tonight!”

You always hung out at Eddie’s place, a small little trailer located in the trailer park of Hawkins, Indiana, your hometown. Since Eddie lived with his uncle and he was never home, always away working the night shift at his job, it was the perfect place to smoke the occasional weed that you did and just hang out without being interrupted. You don’t blame his uncle, he’s doing all that he can to provide for them, but Eddie could have used some more parental guidance growing up, and perhaps he wouldn’t be a drug dealer now.

“Of course, Eds! What do you have planned?”

“That is part of the mystery,” he says taking a dramatic bow as he backs away from you. “Catch a ride with me after school?”

“Fine,” you huff, letting out a small sigh.

“That’s my girl!” he replies, giving you a wink.

All day you could not focus on any of your classes, your conversation with Eddie replaying through you remind over and over again. You know he doesn’t mean anything with his flirting, it’s just his personality, but it still makes you feel some sort of special way.

Though Eddie has never been particularly well in social situations and you are his only super close friend, you know he has been in several relationships before whereas you have not. Yeah, you’ve dated every now and then, but the relationships never were steady and usually ended after the first date.

Finally, the day ends as the bell sounds dismissing you from your last class. You stop by your locker to put away your books and then head to the parking lot to meet Eddie, but he catches you before you exit the school.

“Someone’s in a rush to get outta here, huh?” he smirks, placing an arm across your shoulder and pulling you close.

“Shut up, Ed!” you say, throwing his arm off of you and sprinting towards his van. He’s right on your heels the whole way, both of you giggling like small children.

You arrive at his van panting and out of breath and try to open the door, to jump in before he reaches you, but it’s locked. “Oh, come on! Since when have you started locking your van?”

He leans over you, trapping you against the door of his van, both hands on either side of your body. “I just did it today so I could trap you here,” he responds smugly.

“You bitch!”

“Ah, yes that is I, Eddie the Bitch!” he laughs. Reaching next to you he inserts his key into the passenger side door keyhole and unlocks it, holding it open. “Get in loser!”

The drive to Eddie’s house is short and you both sit in silence the whole way since he had turned up his radio to a rather earsplitting volume the moment he plopped down into the driver's seat. When he parks his car in the driveway he runs around to your side, opening the door for you and holding his hand out for you to grab onto for support. You gingerly take his hand, it’s warm, slightly sweaty, and it’s way bigger than your own. You can feel electricity pulse through you at his touch, but it ebbs down as your quickly release his hand, being sure to not hold on for a moment too long in case he gets weirded out.

Eddie throws his jacket off and onto the couch, revealing his tattoos. “Help yourself to a drink if you want, I think there’s some soda in the fridge,” Eddie calls from down the hall as he riffles through some stuff in his room looking for the perfect movie for you to watch.

Opening the fridge you see a pitcher of some sort of blue liquid, thinking it’s a fruit drink you pour a bit into a glass and give it a taste. “Ew,” you mumble, smacking your lips together at the disgusting taste. “That is definitely not kool-aid.” You pour the rest of the drink down the sink and replace the pitcher back into the fridge, opting for a soda instead.

“You want one?” you yell down in Ed’s direction.

“Sure!”

Grabbing another soda for Eddie you also dig through the pantry looking for a snack. There’s not much there, but finally, you find an old bag of salt and vinegar chips. You taste one, and sure enough, they are a bit stale, but you decide they are still edible. Retreating down the hallway to Ed’s room with your stash, you join him on his bed, handing him his soda and setting the chips down between you.

The two of you chat and watch the movie; before long you are snuggled up together on the bed legs intertwined and Eddie’s arm over your shoulder. Almost subconsciously one of his hands finds its way to your thigh and starts massaging it gently. You know he doesn’t mean anything by it, that it’s more a comfort thing for him, but the motion sends a tingling sensation right to your core.

You do your best to divert your attention to the movie but when Eddie snuggles closer, his hand drifting slightly higher, and you feel his hard cock press into your leg, you have to stifle a moan.

“You okay?” Eddie whispers, noticing you tensing up.

“Y- yeah, I’m fine,” you say, your voice accidentally coming out a bit higher than normal and your cheeks burning from a blush.

“You sure?” Eddie asks, repositioning himself a bit farther away from you. His hand leaves your thigh and instead finds your head, brushing a piece of hair back into place behind your ear before resting on your forehead. “You feel a bit hot. Are you feeling okay?”

“Well, you being so close to me surely isn’t helping. How am I supposed to concentrate with your hard dick on my leg?” you mumble under your breath, thinking it was low enough that Eddie couldn’t hear you.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch all of that,” Eddie says, a lopsided grin on his face. “Something about my hard dick? Would you care to elaborate?”

“I - What? I didn’t say anything!” you exclaim, jumping up off the bed and turning around to hide your face from him.

Eddie inches forward onto the edge of the bed. “That’s what I heard,” he says with a shrug. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of, (Y/N). I can take care of you if you’ll let me.”

“But we’re friends! Best Friends, Ed! Friends don’t - do that!”

“Oh, princess. You really are blind, aren’t you?”

“What?”

“I’ve had a massive crush on you since freshman year.”

Turning around, you look at him expecting to see him with that tale-tale look on his face that lets you know he’s cracking a joke, but that face isn’t present. “You’re being dead serious, aren’t you?”

“That I am. You know me so well, sweetheart. I don’t know how you didn’t notice my crush on you.”

“Ed, I’ve liked you since sophomore year.”

“Ouch, my heart!” he taunts, falling backward onto the bed grasping at his chest.

“Oh, shut it!” you giggle as he sits back up, brushing his long locks out of his face.

“Come here,” he says gently, moving back to where he was while you were watching the movie, his arms spread wide. You sigh and crawl back over to him, straddling him and resting your head on his chest. His arms come around and hold you tightly.

“Hey, look at me,” he pleads and you glance up at him and into those dark eyes of his. “You are stunning. If you want you can be all mine,” he says, pressing a kiss onto your forehead.

Those words have you pressing your thighs together in an attempt to lessen the growing tension there. The fact that you can feel his hard cock pressed up against you is not helping either.

“My, my,” he tuts. “Why are you pressing those delicious thighs together?”

“Oh my god, Ed! Can you not?” You roll off of him and go back to laying beside him.

His hand attaches itself to your thigh giving it a squeeze, before wandering upwards every so slightly and then back down again towards your knee. Before you can stop yourself, you let out a little gasp at his touch and he quickly draws his hand away.

“I’m sorry. I - I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” He licks his lips in anticipation. He’s finding it hard to control his impulses right now, but for you, he will hold back.

“Ed,” you breathe, finally deciding to give in to your desires. “I - I want you.”

Immediately, he jumps on you like a stray dog that hasn’t eaten in weeks. Rolling over on top of you he rests his weight on his arms and devours your neck. Sucking and kissing you in all the right spots causing you to let out a low moan as he grinds down onto your thigh before planting a kiss on your lips.

“Fuck. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” he groans. “May I remove this?” he asks tugging on the sleeve of your shirt.

You nod. He peels off your shirt and throws it to the ground of his room where it is sure to get lost amongst all his own clothing there, but you don’t mind. The cold of his room hits you like a ton of bricks, causing your nipples to stand so erect it’s noticeable under your simple t-shirt bra.

Eddie begins peppering your chest with kisses before sucking on the top of your breast. He lifts you up and grasps your bra clasp and waits for your approval before unclasping it and removing it, chunking it across the room. “Oh god,” he wails before taking a breast into his mouth and sucking on your nipple. His other hand travels to your other breast and massages it.

Your hands soon find themselves under his shirt, raking at his skin for support as you squirm under his touch. He momentarily stops his kissing to remove his shirt and pants before returning back to your skin, trailing kisses down your stomach to the top of your pants and back up again. Fingers shaking you reach down and try to unbutton your pants, your nerves getting the best of you.

“Allow me, my queen,” Eddie says, expertly removing your pants. “Cute undies, too bad they are absolutely soaked,” he comments, pulling the band back before letting it retract back and hit your skin with a smack.

“Ed, please” you whimper as he slowly slides your underwear off followed by his. His cock springs out of his underwear, already leaking with precum. The sight of it makes you almost burst with anticipation and you spread your legs, begging him to enter you with his cock.

“Not yet,” he says, trailing a finger through your wet folds, gently spreading them open. “Shit, you’re so wet, and all for me,” he hums. Removing his rings and placing them onto his nightstand, he carefully inserts his middle ring followed by his ring finger into your hole.

He finger-fucks you gently, quickly finding just the right spot and speed to make you scream, hitting it over and over again until your eyes are rolling back into your head, your orgasm impending.

“I- I’m gonna cum, Ed!” you screech.

“That’s a good girl. Cum for me, princess.”

On his command you cum hard, panting and squirting your precious liquid all over his bed, soaking it. His eyes glaze over with lust at the sight. “Oh my god, that was so hot. Fuck, I’m never washing these sheets again.”

“Fuck, you’re really good at this.”

“I told you once already, babe. You know me so well and I know you just as well,” he says, planting a kiss on your lips.

He reaches over to his nightstand and pulls out a condom, tearing it open with his teeth. He puts it on, rolls it up, and palms himself back to full erection. “Are you ready?”

“Ready as ever,” you giggle, butterflies in your stomach.

He lines himself up and slowly enters you, allowing you time to adjust to his length. It hurts a bit as he stretches you out but it soon fades away.

“You good?” he asks, determined to make sure he’s not hurting you.

“Yeah. God, Eds. You’re big.”

He shrugs and slowly begins pumping into you, increasing his speed in accordance with how your body reacts to him. Your second orgasm of the night soon washes over you and at the sight of your beautiful face contorting under his control, Eddie loses all of his self-control.

Relentlessly he begins pounding into you, chasing his own high. The thought of him using you to reach his climax has your pussy contracting around him. Your body shakes violently as you squirt again, this time all over him and his dick.

The pleasure from you contracting around him and releasing more of your liquid is enough to finally tip him over the edge. With one last thrust and a screech, he cums hard, the hardest he has ever cum before. “FUCK!” he screams and then he stills, collapsing onto you.

Legs still shaking from your post-orgasm bliss you run a hand through his hair. The two of you stay like this for a few moments until you break the silence. “I could use some water, Ed. You fucked me too good.”

Eddie mumbles something incoherent as he peels himself off of you, returning a few moments later with two glasses of water in hand. You move over on the bed to an area that’s not wet as he hands you one of the glasses.

“Shit, did I hurt you?” he says, eyeing the bits of red blood on the sheets.

Your face immediately begins burning, you guess you should have told him beforehand. “I’m fine, Ed. Um, you just took my virginity.”

His eyes turn into saucers and almost pop out of his head. “You’re lying. You’re joking, right?”

“I’m not.”

“Shit! You should have told me! I could have been even more attentive to your needs! I just figured you had already had sex, you know? I mean you’ve dated before… damn it.” he runs a hand through his hair and starts looking for your clothes in the midst of his own scattered all over the floor. Not being able to find them, he tosses you one of his t-shirts and a clean pair of his boxers to wear as he throws on a new outfit himself

“Eds, it was perfect. You were perfect. It’s everything I could have ever imagined,” you say as you throw on his clothes.

Eddie climbs back on the bed and the two of you lay cuddling. “Did you try any of that blue drink in the fridge by chance?” he asks finally. “I saw an extra glass in the sink that I didn’t notice before.

“Yeah, it was disgusting so I poured it out and got a soda instead,” you reply with a shrug.

“Oh my god! (Y/N), that’s the experimental aphrodisiac drug I’ve been testing out!” he says with a chuckle.

“Eddie Munson! Why are you experimenting with such a thing? And why wasn’t it labeled?” you exclaim slapping his chest.

“Well, I guess it’s safe to say it works.”

“You bitch,” you mumble.

“Ah, yes it seems I am still Eddie the Bitch, huh?” he cackles, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“Well, I’d say your Eddie My Bitch now.”

“Touché, my princess.”

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