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rafe coming home from morocco.
ᥫ᭡ this is straight smut! 18+ only!
rafe had been off in morocco, helping the pogues — yeah i know, you were shocked too — to find the blue crown. rafe mainly went with to find groff but ended up helping the pogues find the blue crown as well. it’s been far too long, there’s been lack of phone calls from rafe. you stayed up late every single night, all alone in your and rafe’s massive shared bed, worried sick about him.
so when rafe finally came home after far too long, it didn’t take long for the two of you to be wrapped up in each other, his cock thrusting in and out of your soaked cunt. you two were sat on his expensive furniture on his large back patio. his hands were splayed out on your back, his eyes watching yours as you bounced up and down on his cock.
“tell me how much you missed me, princess. tell daddy how much you missed him.” a small smirk forming on rafe’s lips. his hands tighten in your back, his fingers digging into your soft skin. “come on, princess. use your words, i know you can do it.” rafe encourages with a grunt as you bounced away on his cock to your hearts content. your eyes flick to rafe’s your face contorted in pleasure. “i missed you so much, daddy. i worried about you every single night and all i could dream about was how you were gonna fuck me when you got home.”
rafe groaned in approval, his hands moving from your back to your hips. his large hands gripped your hips tightly, the cool metal of his ring making your skin jump. “fuuuck, baby.” rafe moaned, pistoning his thick cock in and out of your leaking pussy. the wet squelching noise heard loudly despite being outside. “i missed you so fucking much. the only thing that kept me going was getting home to this sweet pussy.”
your cried out his name in response, his cock mercilessly driving into your needy cunt. he was making up for the time he lost, making up for how many times he thought about you and your pussy while he was away. which to be honest, was way too much to even count. rafe knew if he didn’t get home to you soon, he honestly would’ve killed anyone who looked at him sideways. the sexual frustration he had on that trip and not being able to jerk off was really testing his fucking patience… a dangerous thing for someone with practically no patience whatsoever.
“that’s it, baby. take this fucking cock. you deserved it, didn’t you? being all alone in our big house, worried sick about me every single night? you poor girl. just couldn’t wait for daddy to get home and stuff you full of his cock, hmm?” rafe teased, his words undoubtedly making your walls clench around him. rafe grunts, his hands tightening on your hips at the feeling of you tightening around him. “fuck, your pussy is squeezing my cock like a vice.”
your nails dug into rafe’s shoulders, his hips jackhammering up into you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. your breasts bounced with each thrust, his pubic bone hitting your clit perfectly with each thrust. your orgasm was close, so fucking close… but you knew rafe wasn’t done with you anytime soon and you also knew you weren’t ready for him to stop. this is what the both of you wanted. all night long.
“i was off, practically fighting for my life just so i could come home to my girl and fuck her stupid.”
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Happy birthday! 🎉🎉🎉
thank you anon <3
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here’s to 23 🥳
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hello!!
here is a little bit about me and my blog… maybe we can be friends? ◡̈
disclaimer!! this is an 18+ blog, some nsfw content will appear. please proceed carefully!!
interests:
the color green (if it wasn’t obvious already lol)
dark academia; “dark aesthetic”
dark humor
70s & 80s music
70s & 80s aesthetic
being delusional
making up scenarios that will never happen (“real” and fandom based)
kittens
writing —> i love writing one shots for the fandoms i’m in!!!
my stans:
harry styles
joseph quinn
grace van dien
timothée chalamet
emma watson
tara yummy
fandoms I’m part of:
harry potter —> any (NSFW) and (SFW)
stranger things —> steddie & eddie x reader (NSFW) and (SFW)
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reblogging my masterlist for those unable to get to it ◡̈
masterlist :]
Bottom Eddie
- eddie gets eiffel towered
- eddie cockwarms steve
- ghostface!steddie
- steddie frottage
- eddie sucks steve’s dick under the dinner table
- steve giving eddie road head
- car sex while thunderstorming
- rockstar!eddie getting fucked from behind
- eddie gets fucked at the barricade of a concert
- eddie almost gets caught by tommy
- steve eating eddie’s pussy for hours —> ftm!eddie
- eddie loves sucking dick
- eddie looking up at steve while getting his throat fucked
- i want your video part 1 part 2
- eddie cums untouched in public
- steddie gets watched by tommy
- eddie humps his pillow
- steve obsessed with eddie’s pussy —> ftm!eddie
Bottom Steve
- steve’s praise kink will be the death of him, actually.
- steve having multiple orgasms
- eddie making steve fuck a fleshlight without cumming
- steve’s breeding kink
- steve gets his face fucked
- steve uses his biggest dildo
- steve gets jerked off in the kitchen at a party
- eddie makes steve piss his pants
- sub!top eddie
- s3 baby girl steve gets fucked in the back of scoops
SFW
- steddie getting high & eddie’s playlist is playing.
- steve breaks up with eddie
- steddie uses BeReal
- eddie gives steve concert tickets
Bottom Kurt Kunkle
- kurt is a camboy
- kurt’s biggest dildo
- kurt has a praise kink
- kurt wants to get the most viewers possible
Bottom Steve x Bottom Eddie
- steddie and a double ended dildo
Top Steve x Top Eddie
- double ended fleshlight
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You have a goddamn talent for the naughty!! Absolutely brilliant mind you got there
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Your masterlist won't load for me and I could cry lmao.
WHAT!!!!!! omg let me see if I can maybe fix it. idk why it won’t work… does anyone else have any problems??
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… hey
I’ve been in such a huge writer’s block for literally the past year . I’ll probably maybe perhaps write a few hc’s or short little au’s for the next several months . i just don’t have the creative brain power for a one shot and haven’t for a while.
BUT!!!!!
if you have an idea of a small little blurb of what you’d like me to perhaps write… please please please send it to my anon box/ask box!!! i love wanting to hear what you guys want me to write. it gets my creative thoughts going.
#writers on tumblr#writer stuff#writers block#HELP ME#steddie#steve harrington x eddie munson#i’m going insane#help me write I’m begging#stranger things season 4#st4#jo speaks
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Rockstar Eddie Munson going out to the bar with the band after their opening night of tour and sees the most gorgeous bartender he’s ever seen.
He’s so charismatic and laughing and just making conversation with everyone in the crowded bar, striking smile and flirtatious winks.
Eddie’s tipsy, bordering a drunk state by the time the bar is tapering off, no more than 4 people in barstools — not including him and the band.
Steve — it’s what his name tag says — is rinsing cups at a leisurely pace, floppy brown hair bouncing with each movement he makes.
Before Eddie’s drunk mind can stop his mouth, he blurts out,
“I’m no waiter, but I’ll take your tip”
And before Eddie can throw back the rest of his drink, slam a hundred dollar bill down and scram, Steve cracks a half smile.
Without even sparing a single glance at Eddie, he casually slips out,
“The thing is … I’m a balls deep kinda guy,” Before picking up the stack of glasses and making his way to the other end of the bar to put them away in the cupboards.
Eddie’s dick kicks in his pants before scribbling his number down on his receipt with a tip that would’ve let steve take the rest of the month off of work.
Before he makes it outside the bar, he gets a text from an unknown number with an address,
Better be there in 20.
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Steve Harrington only wears a bra.
Well, not, only, he's also wearing bright orange swim shorts and a cap backward, too.
The top part, however? Hairy man boobs are prettily covered by a black lace bra with a sparkling strass stone in the middle.
Eddie might be a teeny tiny bit drunk (2 beers after months of abstinence and medication does that to a man), but not drunk enought to imagine Steve Harrington in a bra.
'Uh-', he says eloquently and tries not to stare too much at the other man sitting on what must be Buckley's bed. 'Am I interrupting something?'
Steve, face almost as pink as Erica's favourite shoes, opens his mouth to reply, but Robin, sitting crosslegged in front of him, is faster, 'Oh its just you. Close the door, Eds.'
Eddie isn't sure if she means 'close the door and leave, never talk to us about whatever weird kinky little thing we're doing right now' or 'come in, close the door and shut up for a moment'. He hesitates for a moment, studying Steve's pretty flushed face and Robin’s wiggling eyebrows before stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.
His hand is still on the door knob when he turns and finds Robin leaning against Steve’s hairy chest, one arms behind his back. She's fumbling with something, frustrated noises escape her closed lips while Steve simply sits still - like a statue. A Adonis statue wearing a bra.
'Fuck', Robin groans loudly, her forehead knocking against Steve's clavicle, his hand patting her head in condolence.
'Not to be judgmental', Eddie starts slowly as he leans against the book case right next to the door, 'But what are you guys doing?'
(Edide thought Robin's a friend of Dorothy, so why is Steve fucking Harrington sitting dolled up in a delicate bra on her bed and they look like they're ready to make out?!)
When both Steve and Robin send him evil twin looks, he holds both his hands up in surrender, 'Like I said, not gonna judge you, whatever floats your boat or whatever, but what, exactly, is it that you're trying to do here?'
'Practice', Robin grumbles against Steve's chest, tugging behind his back again.
Steve grins, a bit lopsided and goofy, 'She's trying to open the bra with one hand.'
'It's just so much easier on myself,' she says, and now that Eddie knows what's happening, he can make out her hand tugging and fumbling with the hooks behind Steve's back.
'Ah,' Eddie says, again, rather eloquently. 'I should probably leave you to it, then.'
Before he can turn and go, however, Steve says, 'I heard that you're pretty good with your hands, Munson. Bet you can get it off me in no time.'
'Pfff- ' Robin makes, rolling her eyes, 'I wouldn't be so sure he's ever had a bra in his hands.'
And while Robin has flocked him as a raging homosexual as it seems, Eddie heard the rumours about him too: finger dancing over his guitar, rolling the perfect joints, Eddie the freak Munson knows how to work his fingers. he doesn't hates this rumour at all, it's kind of nice - for his ego and all.
Yes, he hasn't opened a bra before, but he's met this hot goth dude in a corset before, and that's basically a bra with dozens of hooks. He is fairly sure he can open it with one hand and without looking. What he probably shouldn't do is coming too close to Steve Harrington, the man he's had a crush on since they survived the Upside Down together. Not with his naked skin and hairy chest and dark brown nipple peaking through the black lace of the undergarment.
But both Robin and Steve stare at him and Eddie doesn't run anymore - a challenge is a challenge.
'No problem,' he says far more confident than he actually feels and steps closer, one knee on the bed before Robin's even all out of the way.
'No looking,' she says as if she's explaining the rules to a game, 'chest to chest or face in his neck, but you can only use one hand and your eyes have to stay either closed or on him. Seriously no peeking.'
She shuffles out the way to make room for Eddie between Steve's long, also very naked, legs and Eddie swallows quietly before leaning closer.
Steve smells like suncream and grass, a bit like the pineapple they ate earlier before the kids left, and sweat. He smells devine and before Eddie can think clearly, he presses his face into Steve's neck. He feels Steve shudder when his damp lips accidentally meet his sun kissed skin and Eddie feels like he's going crazy. What is he doing? Why is he doing it? Even the slightest touch sends shockwaves through his body. God, he's gone so bad for Steve Harrington.
'Ready?' Robin asks, apparently unaware of Eddie's dilemma or the way Steve's pulse is fluttering like a hummingbird right against Eddie's nose. 'Go!'
He sneaks his right arm around Steve, who jumps slightly the moment Eddie's fingertips brush against his shoulder blades. To keep him still, Eddie's left hand reaches for Steve's waist almost automatically. He doesn't try to focus too much on the way goosebumps spread under his fingers and the way Steve literally whines into Eddie's ear. His right hand follows the scratchy lace, nails lightly scratching Steve's skin, until he finds the hooks.
Thumb under the fabric and pointer and middle finger pressing against it, he feels the first hook opening after less than a heartbeat. For a moment, Eddie doesn't want to open the other two and therefore losing any reason to be so close to Steve.
Steve, who has his nose pressed against Eddie's hair and hand curled into Eddie's shirt, slightly tugging as if .... Well, as if to ask for permission to take it off. Eddie doesn't even know when he had the time to grab for the shirt in the first place.
Eddie moves his hand and the second hook opens. He turns his face, brings a bit more space between them to look at Steve. His cheeks are scarlet, lips shiney with spit and when he opens his eyes after mere seconds of Eddie staring at him, he can see that Steve's pupils are dilated, eyes dark with want.
The last hook springs free and without turning his eyes away, Eddie gently brushes the strap off Steve's broad shoulder. Steve quietly whimpers and pushes harder against Eddie's shirt as if to tear it off his body.
'Eddie', he whispers, licking his lips and Eddie just wants everything Steve is ready to offer.
'Ohhh okay, I think I'll leave you two alone', he hears the slightly panicked voice of Robin and then a door opening and closing.
And Eddie leans in...
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@steddie-week Day 1: Secret relationship
What does rockstar Eddie Munson get up to backstage?
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steddie sex tape. Steddie taking explicit Polaroids. Steddie filming themselves masturbating. steddie having physical recorded evidence of their sexual relations. Just something like that I guess idk
#steddie#steve harrington x eddie munson#like guys#do you get it#do you see the vision#st4 steddie#nsfw#sexual content mention#like guys I really just think that#jo speaks
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Rockstar Eddie Munson going out to the bar with the band after their opening night of tour and sees the most gorgeous bartender he’s ever seen.
He’s so charismatic and laughing and just making conversation with everyone in the crowded bar, striking smile and flirtatious winks.
Eddie’s tipsy, bordering a drunk state by the time the bar is tapering off, no more than 4 people in barstools — not including him and the band.
Steve — it’s what his name tag says — is rinsing cups at a leisurely pace, floppy brown hair bouncing with each movement he makes.
Before Eddie’s drunk mind can stop his mouth, he blurts out,
“I’m no waiter, but I’ll take your tip”
And before Eddie can throw back the rest of his drink, slam a hundred dollar bill down and scram, Steve cracks a half smile.
Without even sparing a single glance at Eddie, he casually slips out,
“The thing is … I’m a balls deep kinda guy,” Before picking up the stack of glasses and making his way to the other end of the bar to put them away in the cupboards.
Eddie’s dick kicks in his pants before scribbling his number down on his receipt with a tip that would’ve let steve take the rest of the month off of work.
Before he makes it outside the bar, he gets a text from an unknown number with an address,
Better be there in 20.
#steddie au#steddie angst#steddie headcanons#steddie headcanon#nsfw steddie#steddie hcs#steddie fluff#steddie#steddie nsfw#steddie smut#top steve harrington#bisexual steve harrington#pansexual Eddie munson#steve harrington x eddie munson#eddie x steve#steve x eddie#eddie x steve smut#steve x eddie smut#steve harrington x eddie munson smut#bottom eddie munson#Steve Harrington’s still got it#king steve#eddie Munson is a loser#rockstar eddie munson#bartender steve Harrington#jo speaks
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I'd even sell the Bimmer
Spiralling into a midlife crisis at age 21 and annoying your friends with your shitty attitude isn't a good look, but it's not Steve's fault life sucks, his dick is broken and Eddie Munson looks good in fishnets and heels.
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truth, dare, spin bottles you know how to ball, i know aristotle
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Wrap Me Around Your Finger
Steddie | Explicit | Complete
“Hey, it’s fine.” Steve’s hand twitches like he wants to reach out assuringly, but can’t because Eddie’s boner is right there. “That… kinda happens when I do this with the guys on the team too. Just part of getting a massage.”
“The whole team, huh?” Eddie feels delirious as he blurts out, “Slut.”
Before he can clap a hand over his stupid mouth, Steve laughs and shoots back, “Virgin.”
Or, Eddie gets worked up when Steve rubs his sore muscles, but Steve doesn’t mind.
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