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corrodedhawkins · 2 years

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Obey Your Master - Part 1

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Words: 1.3K

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Eddie stills inside of you, hand around your throat tightening ever so slightly. He leans down to speak right into your ear and rasps, “Please what?”

“Master! Please master!” you cry, hot tears rolling down your face. A shit-eating grin spreads across Eddie’s face. “That’s right, baby. Don’t you forget it”.

Eddie’s railing you, headboard rattling with each thrust. He’s got you on your back, head thrown back into the pillows as you practically sob from how good it feels. He’s already made you cum twice, but he wants more.

“Can you cum again for me? Please sweetheart” he asks, picking up his pace. You shake your head, tears springing to your eyes “N-no. It’s too much. It’s too much”.

He smirks down at you, letting out a low chuckle. “I’m not taking no this time babe. You will cum for me”. He grabs a fist full of your hair, bringing his other hand up to grab your jaw, forcing you to look right into his eyes. “So I’ll ask you again, are you going to cum for me?”

Tears fall from your eyes, a whimper making its way from your throat. You’re so fucking sensitive, his continued thrusts already overstimulating you. You feel like if you cum again you’ll die.

Eddie lets out a growl, letting go of your jaw to wind back and smack you across your cheek, rings making the sting worse. “Answer me, slut. You’re going to cum for me. And you’re going to like it.”

“Y-yes sir”, you finally cry. A grin spreads on Eddie’s face. “That’s a good girl. I think you can cum for me a few more times, actually. What do you think, pet?” He shifts his hips, fucking back into you so he hits your g-spot perfectly.

Your eyes roll back and you let out a pathetic cry. You don’t answer fast enough for Eddie, who reaches down to wrap his hand around your neck. The hand still in your hair tightens again, sending delicious zings of pain through you. You want to answer him, you really do. You take in a shaky breath, as much as you can with his hand around your throat, and beg.

“P-please. Make me cum. As much as you want. Please”. Eddie stills inside of you, hand around your throat tightening ever so slightly. He leans down to speak right into your ear and rasps, “Please what?” “Master! Please master!” you cry, hot tears rolling down your face. A shit-eating grin spreads across Eddie’s face. “That’s right, baby. Don’t you forget it”

Eddie immediately sets a punishing pace, fucking into you so hard you’re sure you’ll be bruised and sore tomorrow, but can’t seem to care.

You nearly scream, hands scrambling up to his shoulders, nails biting into his skin. You’re trembling, so close to tumbling over the edge it almost hurts. You reach down to touch your clit, so sensitive you can barely graze it. You’re letting out constant whimpers, trying so hard to obey his request.

Eddie sees you struggling and takes pity on you. He grabs both of your wrists with one hand and pins them on the pillows above your head. His other hand grabs your jaw, thumb going up to trace your puffy lips. “What do you need, pet?”

You immediately take his thumb into your mouth, sucking and biting, earning a groan from Eddie. “You want me to touch you? Is that it?” You nod, Eddie’s thumb still in your mouth as you run your tongue over the tip. With one last groan, Eddie removes his finger from your mouth and uses it to circle your clit. You jolt at the contact, fighting back the tears that try to escape.

He can feel how close you are, your pussy clenching down on his cock so hard it’s difficult for him to keep up his pace. He reaches down to wrap his hand around your neck, squeezing. You can feel his rings digging into the skin of your throat, and you know they’re going to leave imprints.

“Come on, honey. I can feel how close you are. Cum for me”. He increases the pressure of his thumb on your clit, tight, quick circles finally pushing you over the edge.

You let out a scream, back arching as you spasm around Eddie’s cock. He doesn’t let up, fucking you through it, thumb never leaving your clit. You gasp for breath, and he moves his hand from around your throat. He cups your jaw instead, placing sweet kisses to your lips.

You begin to come down, and realize he’s not stopping. “E-Eddie” you gasp. “I-it’s too much, stop”. Eddie chuckles, “Uh uh baby. You said I could make you cum as many times as I like. I think you have one more in you.”

You’re full on sobbing now, breath hitching with every inhale. Eddie slows, searching your face. “Use your safe word if you need to. If I don’t hear it, I’m not stopping. Understood?” You nod, heaving in a shaky breath, “Please”.

Eddie sits back on his heels as he tugs you closer, hooking one knee over his arm. “There’s a good girl” he praises you, reaching between you to continue rubbing circles into your clit. “You’re so good to me, letting me fuck this pretty pussy”. His fingers leave your clit to touch where he’s buried inside you.

You gasp, feeling one finger slowly push in alongside his cock. You buck up, not knowing whether to lean in or away from the intrusion. He slowly sinks his finger in, his pace quickly matching his thrusts into you.

“Come on baby. One more.” Eddie looks down at you with want burning in his eyes. “Obey your master”. His other hand let’s go of your leg and comes down to rub at your clit and you’re gone, crying out as your orgasm tears through you. You can’t breathe, your muscles lock and you nearly roll off of the bed with how badly you’re shaking.

Eddie’s got you, making sure to pull out gently and wrapping you in the blanket. He puts a pillow behind your head and brushes your hair away from your sweaty forehead, before settling in behind you to wrap you in his arms.

You wake hours later, the bedroom dark and quiet. You look back to see Eddie spooning you with his face buried into your neck, snoring softly. You yawn, waking him.

He smiles, burrowing further into the crook of your neck. He places gentle kisses along your neck and shoulder, murmuring praises. “You did so good for me. You took it so well, so proud of you”.

You giggle, “‘Obey your master’ Eddie? Really?” he laughs, twining your fingers together on your waist. “Hey, you can’t make fun of that. The second I said it you came and pretty much blacked out, so I think it worked for you.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks. He sees you blush and turns you to look at him. “Nothing to be ashamed of baby, maybe if you’re good master will do that again sometime”.

You roll your eyes, turning back over and scooting back until your back is flush with Eddie’s front. “No more Metallica for you”.

You hear Eddie sputter behind you. “Wha? You love it”.

“I love you. I tolerate your music”.

You feel him shrug behind you “Fair. That’s fair. Not everyone can appreciate art, it’s not your fault.”

You giggle, swatting at his hand. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realize Metallica was art. I am so sorry master, how could I be so stupid? Will you ever forgive me?”, you deadpan.

Eddie thinks for a moment, then finally decides there’s only one way he can forgive you. “Next time I fuck you, you let me blast Master of Puppets”.

You let out a heavy sigh, making sure to play up the annoyance. “Fine. Fine. You can fuck me to Master of Puppets”.

Your 20 year old metal head boyfriend lets out a sound way too similar to a squeal. “In the back of the van after a Corroded Coffin show?”

“You’re pushing it Munson”, you say, not really meaning it. That actually sounded kind of hot, actually but you wouldn’t tell Eddie that. Maybe you’d surprise him after his next show.

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corrodedhawkins · 2 years

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Obey Your Master - Part Two

Part 1

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: SMUT 18+

Words: 2.7K

Master of Puppets blares through the speakers. “We’re definitely fucking to this song until we wear out the tape” he yells, head banging to the beat.

“Eddie, isn’t this song like 10 minutes long?” you whine as he pulls you close.

“8 minutes and 36 seconds, to be exact” he corrects, trailing kisses down your neck.

“Oh my fucking God. You’re such a nerd.”

Eddie smirks, licking a hot stripe from the base of your neck to your ear, stopping to nibble on the lobe. “And you’re going to let this nerd fuck this pretty pussy, aren’t you?”

Tuesday nights at the Hideout were your favorite. You, and a crowd of about five drunks, had the pleasure of watching your boyfriend lead his band, Corroded Coffin. You hated to admit it, but seeing Eddie up on that stage expertly playing his guitar while his skin glistened with sweat got you worked up. That and your plan for tonight already had you squeezing your thighs together on the barstool as you waited for Eddie to finish packing up his equipment.

An hour later Eddie was pushing you up against the side of his van, hands on your hips as he mouthed at your neck. “I have a surprise for you”, you whispered. Eddie detached himself from your neck and looked down at you excitedly. “Yeah? You finally getting my name tattooed on your ass?” You threw your head back with a laugh, Eddie quickly bringing his hand up to cradle the back of your head to keep you from slamming against the van.

“No! The day I get your name on my ass is the day you let me peg you”, your eyebrows raise waiting for his response. “Mean. You’re just mean” he shakes his head, smiling. “Oh I’m mean? Guess that means you don’t want your surprise”, you singsong as you detach yourself from his grip. You move to walk away, but Eddie grabs you and spins you so your front is against the van as he presses himself against your back.

He grinds into your ass, letting out a low groan. He feels something in the pocket of your skirt and looks down to find the outline of a cassette tape. “Is this my surprise?” he asks, reaching down to slip it from your pocket. You nod as you turn around to face him. “If I recall, I did promise that you could fuck me in the back of this very van to your favorite song. So I made you a tape of the song on loop”. Eddie lets out an honest to God whoop and pumps his fist into the air. “Hell yeah!” He grabs you by the hand and whips the van door open as he drags you into the back.

He pops the cassette into the stereo, cranks the volume and scrambles back to you on the mattress on the floor in the back of the van. Master of Puppets blares through the speakers. “We’re definitely fucking to this song until we wear out the tape” he yells, head banging to the beat. “Eddie, isn’t this song like 10 minutes long?” you whine as he pulls you close. “8 minutes and 36 seconds, to be exact” he corrects, trailing kisses down your neck. “Oh my fucking God. You’re such a nerd'.

Eddie smirks, licking a hot stripe from the base of your neck to your ear, stopping to nibble on the lobe. “And you’re going to let this nerd fuck this pretty pussy, aren’t you?”. You let out a moan before you could stop yourself. “That’s what I thought.” You could hear the smugness in his voice as he smiles against your skin. “What else are you gonna let me do?” He asks, moving lower to suck on the delicate skin of your throat. “Whatever you want”, you gasp as he sucks an angry bruise into your skin.

He detaches himself from your neck and looks up at you, eyebrows raised. “Anything I want?” “Yes!”, you laugh. “This is your surprise. Do whatever you want with me, master”, you bat your eyelashes for good measure. Eddie groans out a low “fuck” before he cups your cheek, bringing your gaze to his. He places a soft kiss to your lips, “You tell me if it gets to be too much. You remember your safe word?”

You can barely nod affirmatively before Eddie jumps into action. He grabs at his belt buckle, undoing it in record time before pulling out his half hard cock. He gives himself a few strokes before he looks at you, then back down at his lap. “Suck”. You immediately settle into position and take the head of his cock into your mouth, savoring the taste of his salty precum on your tongue. You switch from long, deep strokes that makes the head bump the back of your throat to placing soft, delicate kisses to the tip.

He lets you have your fun until he finally snaps. Eddie grabs a fistful of your hair and uses it to roughly guide you back and forth on his cock. You’re gagging, disgusting sounds coming from the back of your throat. They should gross you out, but they’re making you so wet. Eddie using your mouth exactly the way he wants while you choke and gag might be one of your favorite fantasies. “I thought you said ‘anything I want?’”, Eddie asks. “I told you to ‘suck’, not ‘tease the fuck out of me’, didn't I, baby?”

You try to nod, but his grip on your hair keeps you in place as he fucks into your mouth. You manage a garbled moan, the vibrations making Eddie buck up further into your mouth. Tears are leaking from the corners of your eyes, smearing your mascara. He hears you sniffling between thrusts and pulls you up by your hair so he can get a good look at you. “Oh baby. Look at you, crying over how much you love my cock?”. He smooths his hand over your hair, touch soft and gentle. “I can’t wait to see how hard I can make you cry with my mouth”.

He pushes you onto your back and flips up your skirt, expecting to find a nice pair of panties for the special occasion. Instead, he’s met with your glistening cunt. The insides of your thighs are soaked, sticky with your arousal. “Fuck”, Eddie groans. “You were wearing this”, he flicks at the hem of your skirt, “Tiny little thing with no panties on?” You nod, cheeks heating.

“You’re telling me”, Eddie glares up at you, “That while you were dancing and bouncing around during the show, you could have flashed anyone who happened to look over?”. “Y-yes?”, you answer timidly. “You are in so much fucking trouble, baby”, Eddie growls. “Over my lap”, he settles into the carpet, legs crossed. When you don’t move fast enough, he pats his knee and commands, “now”.

You scramble to lay over his lap, ass up. He flicks up the hem of your skirt and grabs your flesh roughly. “This ass is for my eyes only”, he squeezes and kneads your ass as he speaks. “I thought that had been made perfectly clear, but I guess you’re in need of a reminder”. He digs his nails into your skin, laughing as you flinch from the discomfort. “This ass is getting beat, babe. How many do you think you deserve?”

You think carefully. You’re pretty sure whatever you answer with at this point is just going to get you into more trouble. So why not goad him a little. “Um. None?”. Eddie barks out a loud laugh, the movement jostling you on his lap. “Oh now I know you’re fucking with me. I’m gonna fuck that bratty attitude out of you later, sweetheart. Don’t you worry”.

Without warning, his hand came down on your ass hard, twice. You yelped at the shock of pain as he brings his other hand to clamp down on your hip when you try to squirm away. “I guess I’ll just have to decide how many you deserve, then. That was two. Keep count”. He smacks your ass again, pausing after it lands waiting for you to count. “Three”, you whimper. Eddie’s hand smacks down onto your ass three times in rapid succession, causing you to cry out. “Six”, you eventually sputter out.

The next blow is the hardest, and it makes your eyes well up with tears. You sniffle out a “seven” before he can prompt you. He eases up for the eight, ninth hit, and you count them obediently. “Last one”, he murmurs before landing one last blow on your ass. You count it as you let out a shaky breath. “Good. You’re doing so good”, Eddie praises. He palms the heated flesh of your ass, the cold of his rings almost enough to soothe the sting.

“Now”, he says, pushing your head down into the carpet so your stomach slides further off of his lap, giving him the perfect view of your soaked folds. “How many does this pretty pussy deserve?” Your eyes go wide and your breath catches in your throat. “W-what?”. Eddie moves two fingers down to glide down to your leaking hole, collecting your slick as he makes his way back up to circle your clit. “Your cunt is mine too, honey. And judging by this little stunt, you’ve forgotten that. So, how many do you deserve?”

“You decide. You’re in charge”, you answer. “Good girl”, You can hear the smugness in his voice. He lands the first slap against your cunt and you cry out, nails digging into Eddie’s leg. He clears his throat above you. “One!”, you count. “There you go. Good”. Hits two and three are harder. You let out a particularly pitifully whimper, causing Eddie to halt his movements. He runs a hand soothingly up your back and softly asks, “Color?” “Green”, you immediately answer. “Just overwhelmed”. Eddie nods and helps you with your count, “Three”.

He brings his hand from your pussy to his mouth, licking your arousal off his fingers. “You are so fucking wet”, he groans. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”. You immediately nod. You weren’t expecting to enjoy this so much, and yet here you are, so turned on you feel like you could cum if he hit your clit just right. As if reading your mind, Eddie spreads your folds and lands a hit directly onto your clit, causing you to buck in his lap, pussy clenching down on nothing. You’re shaking, it’s all too much but not enough. You’re struggling to keep count, “Four”.

“You’re such a slut, enjoying your punishment”. He brings two fingers to your hole, circling but never dipping in. You try to push back onto them, but Eddie grabs your hip to keep you still. “Ah, ah. You’ve been good. Don’t ruin it now”. He moves his fingers up to your clit, just barely grazing it. “One more and you’re done”. One last blow lands right over your hole and you cry out. You need to cum so badly, tears are rolling down your face. You whisper a barely audible “five” as you shake on Eddie’s lap.

He pulls you up and turns you so you’re laying in his lap with your head on his chest. He cards his fingers through your hair soothingly. “You alright?” You nod into his shirt. “Still ok if I fuck you?” You nod again, “If I don’t cum soon I’ll die”. Eddie throws his head back and laughs, “Noted. Go lay on your stomach for me”, he motions to the other side of the mattress. You settle, laying your head on your crossed arms underneath you.

He gives you no warning before he’s crowding up behind you, pushing into your tight heat. You nearly sob, white knuckling the mattress. “I’m not sure if you learned your lesson earlier, babe. This pussy is mine, do you understand?” You bite your lip and nod as you try to gain leverage and rock back into his cock.

A hand on your hip stops you. “You’ll take what you’re given. Be good. Answer me. This pussy is mine. Do you understand?”, he punctuates his words with a particularly hard thrust. “Yes!”, you cry out. “This pussy is yours, Eddie”. You hear him chuckle behind you, “You’re goddamn right it is”. He grabs your hips and angles them just so, hitting your g-spot perfectly.

“You gonna cum, sweetheart? I can feel how hard you’re squeezing my cock. You’re close, aren’t you?” You whimper and nod. “Can I cum?” “Good girl, asking for permission.”, he praises. “But no, you can’t”. You wail, tears blurring your vision. “Please? I’ve been so good”, you whine.

He thinks for a moment, “Fine”. You immediately wedge your hand between yourself and the mattress, fingers finding your clit. “Did I say you could touch yourself?”, Eddie asks, grabbing your arm and pinning it behind your back. “You said I could cum!”, you protest. Eddie tightens his hold on the wrist against your back. “I said you could cum. You cum like this or you don’t cum at all”.

Oh, he’s playing dirty. You’ve always wanted to cum just from him fucking you but haven’t ever been able to get there. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to focus on just how good he feels inside of you. Eddie picks up his pace, fucking into fast and hard. "Better hurry up, sweetheart. I'm getting close. If you don't cum before I do, you're not coming tonight". You're so close, you can feel how hard you're gripping Eddie's cock. You shift so you can fuck back on his cock, needed all the stimulation you can get. Thankfully, Eddie doesn't protest. His thrusts are getting erratic, and you know he's holding himself back so you can cum.

"C'mon baby. Cum for me. I know you're close", he grinds the head of his cock into your g-spot, making your muscles seize. "Be a good girl and cum", is all you need to hear before your orgasm washes over you. You feel Eddie cum right as you do, groaning as he releases into you. He catches his breath before pulling out and laying next to you, smoothing your hair away from your face. "Good?", he asks. You nod, "Really fucking good".

“ Hey Eddie?”, you ask softly. “Yeah babe?”, he looks over at you. “Can you shut the music off? I’m getting a headache”. Eddie chuckles and shuts the music off before settling down next to you on the mattress. He presses a kiss to your forehead and pulls you close.

There’s a soft knock on the back door of the van. “Hey-uh, guys?”, Gareth calls. You freeze, eyes going wide as you look over at Eddie. “Uh. Um, Yeah? What do you need?”, Eddie calls back as he shimmies back into his boxers. “It’s just-I left my bag in there with my keys and I kinda need to go home. So”, he answers. “I-I’m really sorry, Eddie”, he stutters out. “I just-I didn’t realize I’d left it in there until you were already gone so I came out to get it and the van was, well, rocking”, he rambles.

Your hand comes up to cover your face, cheeks flaming with embarrassment. “And I didn’t want to be rude and interrupt, you know? So I just waited for it to stop. Rocking”, he continues. Eddie points at a stray blanket and motions for you to cover yourself. He bounds up to the passenger seat and grabs Gareth’s bag. As soon as he sees you’re covered, he cracks open the door and practically throws the bag at him.

“Thank you!”, Gareth yells as the door slams shut. “Sorry I heard you guys, y’know. The music was loud but I could still hear-“. Eddie cuts him off and huffs, "Okay Gareth, please go away now!". You hear Gareth mumble one last "sorry" before retreating. "I am never going to be able to look him in the eye again without blushing", you groan. Eddie chuckles as he gets dressed, "Babe, I can guarantee you he's on his way home right now to jerk off". You reach for the nearest piece of clothing and chuck it at his head. "Ew! You are so fucking gross!".

"Hey! Can you blame the kid with all the shit you were saying? 'This pussy is yours, Eddie. This is the best dick I've ever had in my life Eddie. You've ruined me for anyone else, master', I'm surprised he didn't cum in his pants". You throw him a look, "I never said that". Eddie grins as he hands you your skirt, "Fine. But it was obviously implied".

The next time you see Gareth at Hellfire Club, he can't quite look you or Eddie in the eye.

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