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kckt88 · 8 months

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Three Hearts, One Breath.

Summary:

After kissing his brothers wife, Aegon tries to distance himself from his growing feelings.

However Vaeryna and Aemond have other ideas.

Warning(s): Language, Exploring, Body Worship, Kissing, Incest, Smut - F/M/M, Lactation Kink, Daddy Kink, Fingering, Oral Sex (M & F Receiving), P in V Sex, P in A, Double Penetration, Multiple Orgasms, Cum Eating.

Word Count: - 5063.

PURE FILTH - I'M SORRY. IT'S DEPRAVED.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

GREENS WIN - ENEMIES TO LOVERS.

One Shot Take My Breath Away AU

AEMOND X O.C & AEGON X O.C

Tag List -@immyowndefender, @fanficapologist, @wickedfrsgrl, @queenofthekeep, @kaelatargaryen

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon or Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used.

Comments, likes, and reblogs are very much appreciated.

How could he be so stupid? Kissing Vaeryna like that, literally just after she’d given birth.

There was something wrong him, there had to be for him to do something so stupid like that.

This infatuation with Vaeryna had to stop, she was his brothers wife. Of course, his curiosity towards how brother didn’t help matters either.

The only immediate solution to his problem, was to actively avoid Vaeryna and Aemond at all costs, of course he had council meetings to attend to which would make things difficult with regards to Aemond, but he would avoid Vaeryna.

He would surround himself with guards and make sure no one approached, he would also avoid his favoured whores, indulging in his usual habits wouldn’t help, not right now.

As hard as it was to avoid his good sister, he seemed to manage it.

In the weeks since Aegar’s birth and her recovery, Vaeryna had tried multiple times to gain an audience with Aegon, they would usually have dinner together every Thursday, but he made his excuses, even his trips to the gardens were off limits as Vaeryna would often frequent them in the hopes of running into him.

It pained him to cut her off, but he just couldn’t be around her anymore.

Which is why he found himself hiding in his chambers like a coward.

Gods, his mother was right. He was nothing more than a disgrace, she once said his carnal urges would be the death of him and she was correct.

Because once his brother found out what he’d done, he would kill him, admittedly it was odd that Vaeryna hadn’t told him yet, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t eventually.

As his heir Rhaegar wasn't old enough, upon his death, Aemond would ascend the Iron Throne with Vaeryna by his side as his Queen, mayhaps the crown of the conqueror would look better on Aemond than it ever did on-

A soft knock brought Aegon out of his reverie.

“W-Who is it?” asked Aegon, his voice shaking.

“It’s Vaeryna”

Oh shit.

He could ignore her; he should ignore her. He’d made a promise to himself to stay away from Vaeryna and let go of his feelings for her.

He would stay firm in his decision to avoid her, he could tell her to leave him alone, he could even be cruel to her in the hopes that she would hate him enough to stay away.

Yes, that was a plan, open the door and tell her to leave him alone.

So, with that plan in mind Aegon opened the door and-

“What’s wrong?” asked Aegon concerned as he spotted Vaeryna’s tearful gaze.

“Why have you been avoiding me?” asked Vaeryna.

“I haven’t-“

“-Yes, you have, I called your name yesterday and you turned away from me, you won’t have dinner with me anymore and I never see you in the gardens” said Vaeryna.

“I-I just don’t-“

“-Is this because of what happened the day Aegar was born?” asked Vaeryna.

“N-No”

“You are such a bad liar Aegon Targaryen. Why are you treating me like this? What did I do wrong?” exclaimed Vaeryna.

“It’s not you-it’s me” replied Aegon.

“Then what is it?” questioned Vaeryna.

“Who-“

“What are you a fucking owl? Just spit it out” snapped Vaeryna.

“I LOVE YOU-OK I FUCKING LOVE YOU”

“Aegon” gasped Vaeryna.

“I don’t know when or how long, but I do-I’ve tried not too, but I can’t stop” said Aegon.

“What if I don’t want you to stop?”

“WHAT?” asked Aegon.

“What if I want you to love me, what if I want you as much as I want Aemond”.

“Then I would think you were having a joke at my expense, there’s no way I would ever believe such a thing” replied Aegon.

“Well, believe it” muttered Vaeryna.

Aegon didn’t have a fucking clue what was happening, one minute he was staring at Vaeryna like she had three heads and the next-well, he had her pressed up against the door as he kissed her, their hands grasping at one another desperately.

It was only when Aemond appeared that Aegon reared away from Vaeryna.

“I-I can explain” stammered Aegon.

“You can explain why your kissing my wife?” asked Aemond cocking his head to the side.

“It was me-I came onto her; she isn’t too blame-I am” gasped Aegon.

“An admirable sentiment, however, you do realise that I was aware of the reason for Vaeryna’s visit” said Aemond, his arms folded behind his back.

“What?” exclaimed Aegon, looking at Vaeryna who blushed.

“Well, you see brother, your infatuation with my wife has not gone unnoticed, and of course that has been the reason for your avoidance these last few weeks” said Aemond closing the door and sliding the lock into place with a soft click.

“Oh fuck-“ muttered Aegon under his breath, this was it-the day he was going to die. He hoped his lady mother wouldn’t be too upset, well perhaps not. She always did prefer Aemond over him, mayhaps she would be glad that he was dead.

“My wife is truly one of my most precious treasures” said Aemond, advancing upon Aegon like a predator upon its prey.

“Y-Yes” breathed Aegon nervously.

“I will not concede her too you, but I am willing at times to share”

“S-Share?” asked Aegon.

“Hm”

“It’s ok Aegon-why chose when there is the option for both” said Vaeryna sweetly.

Aegon’s gaze shifted from Vaeryna to Aemond and back again, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing-surely, they weren’t suggesting some kind of threesome were they?

Wait-was he actually dead and this was some form of heaven because there was no way this was even remotely real.

“B-Both?”

“Yes- besides didn't mother always tell us to share” said Aemond as he began unfastening his leather doublet.

Oh fuck.

This was real, and it was happening.

Aemond released Vaeryna’s mouth and bent down to lick her nipples.

“Oh” muttered Vaeryna as she flung her arms over her face, as pearly white liquid began to leak from her breasts, running down her body in rivulets.

Aemond ran his tongue over the milk that had dripped from his wife’s rosy nipples and delighted in the sweetened taste.

“Come Brother-You have one, I’ll have the other” growled Aemond.

Aegon leaned forward and slowly ran his tongue over one of Vaeryna’s nipples, his lips wrapping around the stiff peak.

His cock throbbed as Vaeryna writhed against the bed.

“A-Aemond, A-Aegon” gasped Vaeryna.

“Hm” moaned Aemond as he continued to lick and suck his wife’s breast.

Aemond looked over at Aegon as they indulged themselves in worshipping Vaeryna’s breasts, their gaze locked upon one another.

Suddenly Aemond reached around the back of his brothers head and took hold of his roughly shorn silver tresses, pulling him away from Vaeryna and seizing his lips in a brutal kiss.

Aegon could taste the mother’s milk upon his brothers tongue, and it drove him wild.

“Hm”

Aegon moaned at Aemonds rumbling hum, it used to annoy him whenever he did that during conversation but in this circumstance, it was fucking amazing.

Suddenly Vaeryna let out an adorable squeak, Aegon looked and noticed that Aemond had his fingers inside her cunny.

“You should touch her too” exclaimed Aemond as his mouth once again descended onto one of Vaeryna’s breasts.

Never one to back down, Aegon gentle ran his hand down Vaeryna’s body and had to recite some stupid faith of the seven prayer to stop himself from coming when he felt how wet she was.

“I-Is she always-“

“-This wet?-Hm-yes issa byka zaldrīzes, so sensitive” muttered Aemond (My little dragon).

“A-Aegon-please” whined Vaeryna as their eyes connected.

“Patience issa dōna nūmio” replied Aegon as his fingers began teasing her slick folds (My sweet pearl).

Aegon watched with awed fascination as Aemond expertly fingered his wife, the way he used his fingers and thumb in tandem with one another to tease her little pearl.

Aegon knew Vaeryna was close to her peak, he could feel her cunny fluttering around the finger he had inside her.

However, Aemond removed his hand and sat back on the bed, his singular amethyst eye darkened with lust as he pressed his fingers against Aegon’s mouth.

“Taste her” growled Aemond.

“Delicious” muttered Aegon as he swirled his tongue around Aemond’s fingers.

Vaeryna clearly not happy at being denied her peak, began to whine.

“Aemond-“

“-Now ābrazȳrys. I want you to sit on my face, whilst my brother sucks my cock” exclaimed Aemond (Wife).

Even though he was the younger of the three, Aemond had a naturally dominant personality, and if he wanted to be in control then Aegon was more than happy to submit.

Aemond reclined on the bed and smirked, his cock standing hard. Aegon’s mouth was watering just looking at it, his brother the absolute twat had truly been blessed.

The largest dragon in the world and a cock to match-no wonder he was so smug all of the time.

Vaeryna hovered above Aemond’s face, her knees splayed on either side of his head.

“Such a pretty cock sleeve" breathed Aemond as he ran the flat of his tongue along Vaeryna’s soaked slit, from bottom to the top, tasting her.

“Oh, my god” moaned Vaeryna her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

“That’s it Issa dōna. Let me hear you” (My sweet).

“YES. It feels so good. Don’t stop. Aemond. Please” begged Vaeryna.

“FUCK” groaned Aemond as he felt Aegon’s mouth around his cock.

Devouring his wife’s sweet cunny as she sat on his face was one thing, but to do it whilst his brother sucked his cock was other worldly.

Admittedly it was different from Vaeryna she was soft and patient, always teasing him to the brink of madness, whilst Aegon was firm and unyielding.

He enjoyed the feeling of Aegon’s mouth around his cockhead, his tongue teasing his slit, as the salvia dripping down his shaft.

"Delicious" purred Aemond as he began lapping at Vaeryna, running his tongue along every fold.

"More" panted Vaeryna "Please. I need more”.

Aemond inserted two fingers, sliding them in and out of her slick wet folds.

“T-That’s it, fuck-Aegon” breathed Aemond, as his brother wrapped a hand around his cock and began to move in sync with his mouth.

“Oh" whimpered Vaeryna; her chest heaving as she began to roll her hips against him.

“That’s it baby, ride my fucking face” groaned Aemond, thrusting his own hips.

Vaeryna was giving off a slew of loud swear words, moans, and pleas, that anyone passing the King's chambers would surely hear as Aemond’s nose bumped repeatedly against her pearl.

Aemond’s fingers were soaking wet as they continued to pump in and out of her tight heat.

“I can’t wait to get my cock inside you. I don’t want to wait any longer, come for me baby, come for daddy” moaned Aemond.

Finally, he felt Vaeryna’s inner walls start to flutter around his fingers, squeezing them. Vaeryna’s back arched taut as a bow and she screamed her release.

Aemond pumped slowly and lapped at his wife’s centre as she came.

After a few minutes, Vaeryna moved off Aemond’s face and flopped down onto the bed beside him.

Vaeryna moaned quietly as she caught sight of Aegon sucking Aemond’s cock, she could feel herself getting wet again, she watched as Aemond placed his hand on the back of his brother’s head, forcing him to take more of his cock inside his mouth.

Suddenly a naughty thought entered into Vaeryna's head and before Aemond could stop her, she bent down and began running her tongue along the part of his cock that wasn't in Aegon's mouth.

"SEVEN HELLS" roared Aemond.

Aegon and Vaeryna shared a knowing look before they both began to take it turns slowly sucking Aemond's cock, taking him the brink only to stop.

"V-Vaeryna" groaned Aemond, he needed her, he needed her now.

"Yes my love"

“Come here” rasped Aemond, his chin still shining with her slick.

Vaeryna leaned forward and wiped her tongue across her husbands bottom lip before taking it in between her teeth and biting down gently.

“You naughty girl” muttered Aemond as he surged forward and pressed a kiss to his wife’s sumptuous soft lips.

One hand tangled in his brothers hair and the other in his wife’s.

“A-Aegon-enough-stop” groaned Aemond his hips stuttering, he could feel the urge to come building in his abdomen.

“Spoil sport” muttered Aegon as he wiped the spit from the corners of his mouth.

“I want to spill my seed inside my wife’s cunny”.

“W-Where will-“ asked Aegon looking around awkwardly.

“I want you to spill your seed inside me as well” whispered Vaeryna.

Aemond was sure his brother was about to blow his load right there, judging from the way his eyes rolled back into his head at every filthy word his wife spoke.

Vaeryna moved over Aemond’s body, her slick folds rubbing against his cock.

Gods he was so hard, it was bordering on painful.

Seizing his wife’s hips, Aemond surged up and ploughed his hard cock into Vaeryna’s soaked cunt.

"AEMOND!" screamed Vaeryna.

"Gods. You feel so good" rasped Aemond.

"Fuck me, Aemond" urged Vaeryna, her tone bordering on desperate as she rolled her hips against his.

Aemond started to thrust slowly, trying to prolong the feel of his wife squeezing his cock.

“Aegon-please” breathed Vaeryna as she felt his warm chest press against her back, his hands gently caressing her sides as he pressed a series of gentle kisses along the back of her neck.

“Do you want his cock as well Issa perzys?” asked Aemond, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hips (My fire).

“Y-Yes, please. I want it-I want you both inside me” moaned Vaeryna.

“I’ll need to prepare you” whispered Aegon as he took hold of the small bottle of oil that Aemond discreetly pressed into his hand.

Aegon uncorked the bottle and poured a generous amount of the oil onto his palm, spreading it over his fingers.

After discarding the bottle somewhere on the bed, Aegon reached down to her arse.

“Hm-yes, I-like it” whined Vaeryna, biting her lip.

“Be patient” urged Aemond as Vaeryna began to squirm against him.

Vaeryna gasped as she felt Aegon’s finger on her little rosette, and it felt so naughty, it was good.

“Yes, or no?” asked Aegon.

Vaeryna didn't even have to think.

“Yes, Aegon” moaned Vaeryna as he slowly inserted his finger into her body.

He worked in silence for a while, easing his finger in and out of her arse until she could take it easily.

Aemond began teasing her pearl with his fingers, his cock throbbing inside her.

Pulling out, Aegon added a second finger and brushed both around her hole.

“Yes, or no?” Aegon asked again.

“Aegon. I want you take my arse, I want both of you to fuck me until I scream out your names. I need to come, please. Do not deprive me any longer” begged Vaeryna.

Aegon let out a breath of air, but no words. Silently, he breached her arse once more.

Vaeryna screamed, and Aegon panicked. He started to back his fingers out, but she begged “No, no, oh god it feels so fucking good I can barely stand it”.

Aegon continued to work his way into her tight space, his cock was like stone, and needed nothing more than the odd stroke to keep him there. When his fingers were fully inside her, he put his lips to her ear again.

“I'm going to take your arse” whispered Aegon, pumping his fingers slowly in and out.

“Yes” gasped Vaeryna as she pushed against Aegon’s talented finger’s.

“I'm going to breach your arse with my cock and fill you all the way up. It's going to feel so good, love, I can't wait for you to come around Aemond’s cock in your sweet cunt, whilst my cock shoved in your arse”

Vaeryna’s teeth were gritted, and she grunted low in her throat each time his fingers surged in.

“Yes” moaned Vaeryna loudly. Aegon slapped her buttock, and she wailed again.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir” moaned Vaeryna. She was pushing back against his hand, so he spread his fingers inside her, accommodating her to his size. At last, she was ready for him.

Aegon pressed the head of his cock to the entrance of her arse, and Vaeryna moaned in need, he pushed through her entrance and past her sphincter muscle, swearing loudly as it gripped him unbelievably tight.

“Oh gods. Oh yes” moaned Vaeryna, flinging her head back. Aegon eased himself slowly into her tight anal passage, trying not to pass out from the sheer fucking bliss of it.

Eventually, Vaeryna took his entire cock.

The three of them remained unmoving as Vaeryna got used to having both Aemond and Aegon inside her.

“I-I’m ready” whispered Vaeryna.

“We’ll go as slow-” muttered Aemond as he placed his hands on his wife’s hips.

“-as you want” said Aegon as he placed his hands on top of Aemonds and entwined their fingers together.

“OH-MY-“ shrieked Vaeryna as both Aegon and Aemond began to move, finding their rhythm and thrusting gently.

Both brothers moving in tandem with one another, a slow sensual pace, that drove Vaeryna to the brink of insanity.

"Faster, please" begged Vaeryna.

"Patience, Issa zaldrīzes. This is your first time doing this with both of us" chided Aemond (My dragon).

“I-I’ve taken you there before” admitted Vaeryna softly.

“Fuck” groaned Aegon at Vaeryna’s admission.

“I know but you’ve never taken us both at the same time” replied Aemond as he gave a quick deep thrust.

“Yes, Aemond, just like that-" panted Vaeryna.

Her hands ran along his arms, over his shoulders and down his chest, digging her nails into his pale skin.

“Gods, Vaeryna" grunted Aemond, speeding up slightly.

“Y-Yes, fuck” muttered Aegon.

"Fuck me, Aemond" whispered Vaeryna "Fuck me with that big, cock of yours. You feel so good inside me, filling me up. Give me what I need. Make me scream, make me come. Give me your seed. I want it”.

Aemond knew exactly what Vaeryna was doing, and he couldn’t help himself.

Vaeryna wanted faster and he was going much faster now; so much for having the control in the situation. His pace had increased with every filthy word that dropped from his wife’s luscious lips.

“Fuck Aemond” groaned Aegon, the force of his brother’s thrusts moving Vaeryna on his cock.

“A-AEGON-“ screamed Vaeryna as she reached behind her and wrapped her hands around the back of his head.

She craned her neck back and dragged Aegon’s head towards her, she wanted to feel his lips on hers as she took both of their cocks.

Aegon released his grip on Aemonds hands and slowly caressed her skin until he reached her breasts, both hands squeezing them as his tongue moved against hers, his cock thrusting inside her.

Aemond watched with a hooded gaze as his wife kissed his brother, he thought he would feel jealous knowing that his wife was finding pleasure with someone who wasn’t him, but in truth he found it incredibly hot.

Both of them were cock deep inside her and it felt glorious, it was just a shame they’d waited so long to do this.

“Faster-I can take it-I can take both of you-please” stammered Vaeryna as she released Aegon’s hair from her grip.

Aemond and Aegon shared a quick glance before nodding.

Now they were both quickly thrusting in and out, the force of their combined movements shaking the bed, the headboard banging loudly against the wall.

Vaeryna was meeting them thrust for thrust.

“Aemond-Aegon! I’m going to come. Oh, fuck!” screamed Vaeryna; not caring if anyone could hear them.

Vaeryna always looked amazing when she came. Her head thrown back in pleasure, her amethyst eyes alive with lust, and her pale skin shining with sweat.

Vaeryna clamped down around Aemond’s cock so hard he could hardly move. That, combined with how glorious Vaeryna looked, pushed Aemond over the edge, the heat shooting across his abdomen.

“God. Vaeryna” groaned Aemond as he exploded. His cock throbbing and twitching as he spilled his seed inside his wife’s wet heat.

Aegon followed not long after, his cock twitching as he spilled inside Vaeryna, his head falling to her shoulder.

His chest heaving with every breath he took; he had never come so hard in his life.

“Aegon-“ whispered Vaeryna as he gently pulled his softened cock from her.

“You were so good” replied Aegon as he laid on the bed next to Aemond.

“Hm-so perfect for us” said Aemond as he also pulled his cock from Vaeryna and moved over so she could lay in between the brothers.

Their sweaty bodies pressed against one another as they came down from their high.

Aegon opened his eyes at the feeling of the bed shifting.

“Did you really think that we were finished brother-I want you to clean my seed from wife’s cunny as I fuck you” growled Aemond.

“Aemond” gasped Aegon as his brother flipped him onto his stomach.

“Be a good boy and clean up the mess I’ve made” cooed Aemond as he reached for the bottle of oil.

“How are you so hard this quickly” exclaimed Aegon not sure whether he should be impressed or not.

“It’s a gift” replied Aemond smirking as a generous amount of oil coated his fingers.

Aemond manoeuvred Aegon so he was all on all fours and began to prepare him for his cock.

Aegon groaned as felt Aemond’s fingers breaching him, obviously this wasn’t his first experience with a man, but Aemond was significantly larger than anyone he’d taken before.

“Do not neglect my wife, Lēkia” said Aemond (Brother).

Aegon moved in between Vaeryna’s open legs and moaned as he saw the seed leaking from her.

“Go head and clean her up-“ ordered Aemond as he coated his cock with oil.

Aegon grunted with mild discomfort as he felt his brother’s fingers withdrawing from him, only to be replaced with his cock.

“Fuck-Aemond” groaned Aegon, closing his eyes as he took every inch of his brother.

“Do not leave my wife wanting-or I will punish you” snarled Aemond, as he gave a rough deep thrust.

“Yes-“ groaned Aegon as he leaned forward and pressed his mouth against Vaeryna’s cunny.

Ravenously, he pressed into her core with his tongue, in and out.

Vaeryna clutched at his head with one hand, her other hand grasped at the sheets.

Aemond withdrew from Aegon and surged forward again, setting a brutal pace as he watched his brother lick the seed from his wife’s cunny.

Aegon lashed hard at Vaeryna’s pearl with his tongue, pulling on it with his lips. He was hard and fast, alternating between her bundle of nerves and drinking deep from her cunt, the taste of Aemond’s seed mixed with her delicious ambrosia.

Vaeryna ground down on Aegon, hard; his tongue speared deeper inside her, and she felt the warm curl of her peak approach.

However, she shoved Aegon’s face away from her and smiled widely.

“I want you inside me” whispered Vaeryna as she shimmied slightly down the bed.

“Go on brother-give her what she wants” exclaimed Aemond as he thrust forward, his hips slapping against Aegon’s.

Aegon slid into Vaeryna immediately, aided by how wet and open she was for him. He sighed into the crook of Vaeryna’s neck, slowly building up the pace.

The feeling of Aemond inside him and Vaeryna around him was heavenly.

Initially when he had pulled off his tunic and breeches, he was apprehensive as to what Vaeryna and Aemond would make of the burn scars that covered the majority of the lower half of his body, especially his cock, it still functioned as normal, and he could produce seed, but he wasn’t fertile, not that he minded anyway.

But Vaeryna and Aemond had still welcomed him into their relationship, and it made his heart soar, and the way Vaeryna had gently kissed everyone of his scars made him want to cry with happiness.

Vaeryna’s tits bounced with each thrust, as Aegon was driven into her by the force of Aemond’s thrusts.

Vaeryna moaned and cried beneath Aegon, his pelvis rubbing against her swollen bud with each thrust he gave.

“You going to come? I can feel you gripping me” huffed Aegon, watching his scarred length disappear into her wet folds.

“Please” wailed Vaeryna, her hands gripping the sheets.

“That’s it-come for us baby” moaned Aemond, his pace relentless, the sweat dripping down his chest.

Aegon took pity and slid a hand down to Vaeryna’s pearl, rolling it in time with his thrusts,

“Come on then. Cum on my cock”

It took four sharp thrusts before Vaeryna screwed her eyes shut, as she came with an earth-shattering cry.

Aegon fucked her through it, his hips and hand not once still until Vaeryna was a sobbing and slick mess beneath him.

“Give him another Issa jorrāelagon” grunted Aemond (My love).

“Fuck-Aemond” moaned Aegon, his face pressed into the crook of Vaeryna’s neck.

“That’s it-fucking take it” snarled Aemond.

Vaeryna squirmed to get away from Aegon, but it was no use, and Aegon ripped yet another peak from her with precision.

Vaeryna’s head lulling to the side tiredly as her body was thrust up the bed with the combined force of Aegon and Aemond’s thrusts.

Vaeryna laid limply beneath him as he continued to fuck her.

“Fuck-going fill your cunny” moaned Aegon.

Vaeryna nodded weakly as Aegon continued to thrust his length into her.

“You want me to fill up this pretty cunny with my seed?”

Vaeryna nodded her head again, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes as Aegon continued to rut into her.

Vaeryna’s brain went blank as ecstasy shot through it.

Aemond was close as well, his thrusts had grown sloppy and uncoordinated.

Vaeryna heard Aegon’s loud groan as he spilled his seed deep within her.

Then nothing as darkness embraced her.

It took a while for Vaeryna come back to herself, and when she did she was in Aemond’s arms, with Aegon pressed behind her.

She felt warm, safe, and completely exhausted. Vaeryna shifted to look up at her husband, watching as his eye opened to look down at her.

“So good you blacked out?” mused Aemond softly, watching as his wife weakly smiled at him, nuzzling into his chest, the sparse hairs tickling her nose.

“D-Did you finish?” asked Vaeryna, craning her neck to look at her husband.

“Yes I did-“

“-All over my back the dirty bastard” retorted Aegon.

“I didn’t hear you complaining at the time” snarked Aemond.

“I need moontea” whispered Vaeryna.

“There’s a cup waiting, freshly brewed” said Aegon pointing to the silver trap on the table.

“H-How long was I blacked out?” wondered Vaeryna.

“A while-“ mused Aegon as he climbed out of bed and picked up the cup of moontea.

“Thank you” replied Vaeryna as she took the cup from Aegon and drank the concoction in one gulp, grimacing at the bitter taste.

“Don’t mention it-“ said Aegon as he pulled on his small clothes and went to pour himself some wine.

“Are you ok?” asked Aemond quietly.

“I’m fine, are you ok?”

“I’m ok, gaomagon ao gīmigon skorkydoso olvie avy jorrāelan?” replied Aemond (Do you know how much I love you?).

“I’m not sure, mayhaps you should remind me” teased Vaeryna.

“Tolī than glaeson, ao issi se ōños isse issa zōbrie” (More than life, you are the light in my darkness).

“In that case, avy jorrāelan, issa idaña perzys” replied Vaeryna (I love you, my twin flame).

Aemond hummed contentedly as he drew Vaeryna back into his arms and held her close.

“You do realise these are my chambers” groused Aegon as he climbed back on the bed.

“-Your point?” asked Aemond.

“After sex I like to sleep”.

“So, do I” whispered Vaeryna as she took Aegon’s hand and pulled him closer, her eyes closing as he snuggled behind her.

Soon Vaeryna fell asleep, safely ensconced between her two silver dragons.

“What’s wrong with you?” muttered Aemond.

“I wasn’t sure what this would mean-you know for us now that-“

“-We’ve fucked you mean?” said Aemond quietly.

“Well, yes. It’s not everyday you fuck a wife at the same time as her husband, and then fuck the wife as the husband fucks you” mused Aegon.

“Like you didn’t enjoy it” quipped Aemond.

“Oh, I thoroughly enjoyed it-mayhaps next time you’ll let me fuck you”.

“Absolutely not-I’m a top” replied Aemond, looking down at Vaeryna to check that she was still asleep.

“Nothing wrong with being a bottom, you should give it a try”.

“Do you want a slap?” asked Aemond frowning.

“I might like it-daddy” said Aegon smirking.

“Your incorrigible” muttered Aemond shaking his head.

“So, I guess you and Vaeryna discussed boundaries prior to her arrival earlier on?”

“Yes-we agreed to have you together, no separate encounters, it’s both of us or nothing” replied Aemond.

“Sounds-reasonable”.

“Hm, of course this will not be an everyday occurrence, as I still wish to have my wife to myself at times” said Aemond sternly.

“Of course-so how often, will we you know-“ mused Aegon.

“Once a month if you’re a good boy-“

“-And if I’m not?” mused Aegon curiously.

“I’ll tie you to a chair and make you watch as I fuck Vaeryna” said Aemond smugly.

“Sounds delightful-anyway I must say your wife is a fantastic fuck, are you sure she was a maid when you first laid with her”.

“Forget the slap-I will slit your throat if you carry on” groused Aemond shifting slight as Vaeryna moved in her sleep.

“I was joking-not about the fantastic fuck thing though, even your performance was very satisfying brother”.

“Are we really going lay here and discuss who satisfied who the most or who’s the best fuck because that’s just childish and at any rate-I’m the best” said Aemond as he laid down on the bed.

“I’ve had more practice than you” argued Aegon.

“Having more partners than you’ve had hot dinners doesn’t mean your good in bed. I’ve only had sex with three-“

“-Four people. I’m counted amongst that number now” said Aegon smiling.

“You’ll never counted amongst it again if you don’t shut your mouth” snapped Aemond.

“-Stop talking, need sleep” muttered Vaeryna.

“Shh-it’s ok, go back to sleep dōna hāedar” whispered Aemond (Sweet girl).

“Jorrāelagon ao issa zaldrīzes” mumbled Vaeryna (Love you my dragon).

“Is she aware she drools in her sleep?” asked Aegon.

“Shut the fuck up” hissed Aemond as he closed his eye.

Aegon simply smiled and snuggled against Vaeryna who sighed in her sleep, he placed his hand on her waist and jumped slightly when he felt Aemond’s fingers touch his own.

“Next time-” muttered Aegon.

“-Next time” replied Aemond softly.

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Wasting Love

Stranger Things Masterlist

Summary: When your friend and crush Eddie Munson asks you on a date, you think it’s the best day of your life. But when there’s a serial killer on the loose, you never know what might happen. You thought you were good at figuring out who the killer is in movies, but in real life… It’s a whole other game.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warning: Non-con, Dub-con, kidnapping, drugging, obsession, serial killer, serial killer AU, murder, violence, blood, stalking, smut, p in v, unprotected sex, forced orgasm, major character death (mentionned)

Word Count: 5063

A/n: Hello people! So this fic is a collaboration with my dearest friend, @cryptichobbit ! It’s our first time writing for Eddie, and to be honest it was really fun! I hope we’ll make more collabs in the future!

This fic is dark. Mind the warning. We’re not responsible for your media consumption.

With time, you became an obsession for him.

You were worse than all the drugs he was taking and selling.

He didn't think he would fall for you so much. You had been friends for several months after all, and part of him found it a bit strange to have those kinds of feelings towards his friend. But he couldn't deny it anymore, you were all he thought about, day and night, every day of the week, every hour. Despite his best efforts to stop thinking of you that way, you were on his mind. Because whenever he saw certain books you read and told him about, certain types of clothes you would wear, heard certain songs and bands you two would listen to together, the volume way too high for any normal beings, he automatically thought of you. You and your beautiful smile, you and your beautiful y/e/c eyes, you and your passions, you and your brilliant personality, you and your intelligence that impressed him, you and your goddess body that he just wanted to make his own… Everything that made him fall more and more in love with the wonderful person that you were.

He wanted to label you as his. Mark all of your gorgeous curves that were driving him insane.

He wanted to make you scream– no, even better. He wanted to make you scream his name.

So he made sure to prepare the perfect plan.

A date.

All girls love dates after all, right? And he knew what you liked, your favorite food, the places you preferred to go, what you liked to do or not. He probably knew more about you than you knew about yourself.

After planning the whole day in advance, not even knowing if you would say yes or no, he called your house. After talking to you a little longer than expected, all to hear your sweet voice, he invited you on the date and a beautiful smile appeared on his face when you accepted.

Just like he planned.

“Okay, I’ll get you tomorrow at 7pm!”

“Okay, can’t wait to see you Eddie.”

“Can’t wait to see you either, sweetheart!”

He had the talent of making the butterflies fly in your stomach.

Eddie couldn't wait to see you, he was so impatient he couldn't sleep that night. To help himself calm down and take his mind off things, he strummed his beloved guitar, loving the sound it made whenever he played with her strings.

When Eddie finally felt tired enough, he undressed and went under the warm covers of his bed. Falling asleep was hard, like he assumed it would be, but he thought of you and your sight filling his mind put him to sleep.

The next morning, Eddie woke up quite late for someone that couldn’t sleep. Immediately after he opened his eyes, he got up from the bed, put on the first clothes he could find and left his trailer for some last minute shopping. First the pharmacy and then the grocery store to pick up two or three useful things just in case, although in all honesty, it was just to pass the time. There were still hours to wait before picking you up and his impatience grew more and more.

Once he got back home, Eddie found a nice way to occupy himself while thinking of you...

When it was finally close to 6pm, Eddie started getting ready to look presentable. He took a quick shower to get himself clean and smell good, knowing how you loved his scent. It was one of the reasons why he gave you one of his sweaters even though you weren't together. His scent calmed you, reassured you and he found you completely adorable in it even if the clothing was too short on you, and that if you were not wearing a pair of shorts underneath, he could see everything.

The idea of taking you like that, on your back or even on all fours while you were wearing his sweater excited him terribly. Luckily, there was still some time to spend on a quick handjob. Thinking about your curves. His hand printed on your asscheek. His cock glistening wet, a sight to die for when he bottomed out of your tight channel. Your voice breaking begs for him to go rougher.

Needless to say, it wasn’t called a quickie for nothing.

Once he was done cleaning himself, Eddie got out of the shower and dried his hair. Finding something nice to wear to the date turned out to be harder than he thought, but he eventually found clothes that were not dirty or torn. Satisfied with his appearance, Eddie fixed his room and exited his trailer to drive to your house.

The drive was fast, and Eddie arrived to your place. His truck parked to the side of the road, he walked to your door and knocked. Your mom opened and he greeted her politely with one of his adorable smiles as he waited for you to be ready.

Girls always took more time to be perfectly pretty. But Eddie didn’t mind the wait, especially when he saw you walk down the stairs.

A soft, barely audible “wow” breached his parted lips, his chocolate eyes widening at the sight of you. You were wearing the dress. The dress he got you for your birthday, dress you never wore because it made you feel insecure. It was too short, too tight, the neckline was too deep and overall, the fabric sticking to your body like a second skin showed too much of the curves you hated.

But Eddie loved that dress for all of those reasons.

“Ready?” You giggled at seeing his expression. Your laugh echoed in Eddie’s ears like a soft, beautiful melody. Thankfully, the pants he wore were large, because otherwise, he would have had explanations to give about the bump hardening down there.

“Yeah. All ready. Let’s go.”

Eddie led the way, opening the door of your house to let you walk out first, and then opened the door of his car on the passenger side. A shy thank you left your lips as you thought his gestures were so romantic and gentlemanly. But in reality, Eddie’s actions were based on his perverted instinct on detailing your gorgeous body while you were unaware of where his eyes were resting.

Once inside his car, Eddie sighed and looked at you.

“You’re okay?” You wondered, your voice a bit higher than usual.

“Yeah it’s just… You’re just so pretty,” Eddie softly grinned at you, and the smile you gave him made him melt on the spot. Your hand played with your hair, placing a strand behind your ear as shyness filled your face with heat.

“And you’re so handsome, Ed.”

It was his turn to blush at your words. Eddie looked at himself all over. The baby blue button up shirt he got from one of his trips was a bit baggy on him, but once he rolled the cuffs to his elbows, it fitted perfectly. The jeans were big, but with his slim legs, every pair of pants he owned were oversized. Anyway, he preferred them that way.

“Ready to go?”

You grinned at him. Eddie took that as a yes, so he turned the engine on and started driving. Your favorite song immediately busted through the speakers and you nodded enthusiastically, appreciating his efforts to make the date perfect to the last detail.

After a few songs, you finally arrived at the destination. It was a small restaurant that you really liked for the good food, the affordable prices, and the warm ambiance. You walked inside, Eddie keeping the door open for you. Once seated, a waitress took your orders. As you were about to give yours, Eddie surprised you once again by telling the lady exactly what you wanted. He remembered your favorite dish from this place and it warmed your heart.

This was the perfect date.

While you both waited, you looked at Eddie and gave him a soft smile.

“How are you holding up?”

“What?” Chocolate eyes cluelessly glanced at you, as if he forgot.

Your heart sank and you reached a hand across the table in case he needed to hold on to something. “About Wayne.”

“Oh. Uhm.”

It was all over the news.

Hawkins was a small town, so when something happened, it didn’t take much time for everyone to know about it. Especially something as serious as a killer wearing some kind of ghost mask on the loose.

It was the fifth murder happening in the last two weeks. Victims were all found with similar injuries, but all died from different wounds. One got stabbed so many times, an abstract painting of red was covering the walls of the room he was found in. Another had been found on the ground, body sprayed like an insect someone would have squashed. The balcony patio door had been found open so the investigation concluded the victim had been pushed down.

But no matter what eventually killed the victims, they were all covered in stab wounds coming from the same blade.

It was getting worrisome but you knew the cops would protect you all. The sheriff was doing everything to catch the killer and you trusted Hopper. He got you out of trouble more than once after all.

Even though Wayne wasn’t your family, the sadness you felt was terribly hard to handle. He had been so sweet to you, always making sure you were okay and safe. Eddie’s uncle acted like a dad to you and you missed him terribly.

That fateful day when the killer took his life, Eddie came to your place. His hair was such a mess, his eyes red from crying too much and he was wearing a big hoodie, like somehow, it could hide him from the world and from the pain of losing his only family. No questions were asked when he showed up so late on your doorstep in that vulnerable state. You let him in and brought him to your room, lay on your bed and allowed him to cry, to sob and empty his whole heart to you as he kept crying against your chest. You let him mourn and listen to the words breaking through his sobs, telling you what happened and how he found the body.

Seeing the usually cocky, dorky and happy Eddie Munson in such a terrible state was heartbreaking and you could imagine the pain he had to endure right now. So you spent the rest of the night with him, rubbing his back, whispering sweet nothing to him, until you both fell asleep in your bed.

“I’m… I’m holding up. The trailer feels empty without him there,” he paused and thanked the waitress as she brought your food. “It feels lonely without him. Nobody called for him either, or for me, like we… don’t exist to them anymore. I guess I'm an orphan now,” he shrugged it off with a forced smile, his eyes not meeting yours.

Your heart broke. You knew he was joking to hide his sadness and avoid crying right then and there in the middle of the dinner.

“Eddie, i’m always there for you alright?” Your hand finally met his and you squeezed softly. The rings on his fingers were cold.

“Yeah, I know.”

“So no matter what, you have my full support and if you ever need anything… Just call me.”

He intertwined his fingers with yours.

“Thanks sweetheart.”

A small smile stretched his lips, his eyes staring at your hands. You smiled back at him, relieved to see him seemingly feeling a bit better. A bit later, the waitress brought your food and you both started eating, talking a bit about anything and everything. Well, in all honesty, he mostly let you talk, enjoying the sound of your voice that was soothing for him, like a lullaby a mother would sing to her crying child. He loved how passionate you would become when you spoke about things you liked.

The food was good and you got sad when your plate was empty. You left the dinner, Eddie paying for the both of you, and you back in the truck to reach your final destination and the place of your date…

A drive-in.

You gasped, overjoyed with his choice for your first date.

“What movie are we gonna watch?” You were almost jumping on your seat.

God you were so cute. To eat for, Eddie thought.

“Manhunter. It’s a thriller, you're gonna love it.”

And he was right.

Even though during some scenes you could easily guess what was gonna happen and didn’t get surprised at some of the “jumpscares”, you had a good time.

“I knew who the bad guy was like immediately, it was so obvious,” you laughed once the credits rolled in.

“Ah?” Eddie whispered next to you, his breath tickling the skin of your neck. Too invested in the movie, you didn’t notice that with the position you two were in, it was impossible for him to watch the movie.

Eddie had better, more interesting things to watch anyway.

“Yeah,” you commented. “I always guess the endings too easily, especially slasher movies. Serial killers are so obvious, the victims had it coming, like come on! They are so stupid.”

“Hm hm.”

Since Eddie had forgotten to bring blankets and nights were quite cold in November, you started shivering halfway through the movie. But as the good gentleman he was, Eddie proposed to cuddle, and of course, you accepted. That was how he ended up with his head on your shoulder, his lips so close to your skin, only one movement would connect your bodies.

Well… “Forgotten” was a big word.

When it was time to get back home, Eddie asked you if you wanted to come to his place to watch more movies with him. Of course you said yes, who were you to say no to more movies, cuddled up against Eddie Munson? You only needed to call your mother once you arrived to warn her, you didn’t want her to worry after all. With the murders happening around and the killer still on the loose, it was dangerous to go out at night. Luckily you were not alone, and knowing you were with Eddie would reassure your mom.

Happy with your answer, Eddie grinned and started driving to his place. It was a nice ride, the windows down just enough to let some cold air enter the car. Your favorite songs were still blasting loudly from the speaker, but it was nothing compared to your voice badly singing the lyrics alongside the driver.

Once at the trailer park, Eddie stopped his truck and quickly jumped out of it to jog to your side and open your door, extending a hand for you to take. You smiled and giggled at the gesture, taking the outstretched hand and walked inside with him.

“I need to prepare the popcorn, you can go to my room, I left a surprise for you there.” Eddie stopped walking abruptly and you spun towards him when your intertwined hands forbade you to go forward. Curious, you grinned and waved his arm from side to side.

“A surprise?”

“Yeah,” he smiled, bringing you closer to him. Bringing your hand to his lips, Eddie left a soft kiss that made you giggle. “I saw it and thought you’d like it. Well… I hope you like it.”

Because it cost me a lot. He thought.

You looked at him, wondering what he got you, curiosity stronger than anything. Eddie looked nervous all of a sudden, wary of how you would react, perhaps. Brushing the worry aside, you tried walking to his room again, but since he was still holding your hand, you couldn’t make two steps before you were dragged back again.

“Can I have my hand back, or do you want to keep it to yourself?” You playfully asked, a tint of flirt in your voice as you turned to him. But when you saw his look, your smile froze.

It was the low light of the trailer, you told yourself immediately. That was why his eyes looked so dark. It was only the shadow reflecting on his face, you reassured yourself when a creepy grin stretched his lips. Only the lights. Everything was fine.

“Sorry,” Eddie let go of your hand. Immediately after, he walked to his pantry to retrieve a package of uncooked popcorn. You released a breath you didn’t know you were holding and walked to his room. The weird feeling you started having when you saw his expression was still lingering in the back of your mind, so you squeezed it as much as you could in a corner to forget. But the sensation was persistent, screaming at you to just run outside that place. Run away before it was too late.

It was stupid. So stupid. You’ve known Eddie for so long, he was your friend, your confident, and finally you had a date with him. You never thought you had a chance with him, so when he asked you out, you almost cried of happiness. It was only the movie that put those ideas inside of your brain. Watching a thriller / horror movie with everything that was happening in the town might not have been the best idea after all. But then you wondered…

Why did the drive-in decide to play that one then, if they knew about the ongoing murders? That seemed quite heartless of them, now that you thought about it.

You were still thinking about it, denial fighting your survival instinct when you entered Eddie’s room. The handle was cold in your palm and the door creaked on its hinges, the sound breaking the silence in two. It sounded like a howl of agony, like the wood itself was warning you of the inevitable outcome.

Stumbling in the dark, your fingers finally found the switch and you turned on the light. It blinded you temporally, his room was way more lit than the rest of the trailer, so your eyes took a couple of seconds to adjust. When you could finally open them without squinting, you looked around… And your attention immediately stopped on the bed.

Your heart dropped in your stomach. Heavy, like a brick, it hurt and nausea rose in your throat. It was barely if you could hold yourself up.

His bed was a mess, nothing more than normal for Eddie. But on it… Black clothes were neatly spread on the sheet, like the person that put it there wanted you to recognize them immediately. Like that wasn’t enough, next to it was a mask of a frowning face with a gaping mouth.

Ghostface.

But the worst… The worst was the butcher knife covered in blood laid between those two items.

And as Eddie expected, you screamed.

God that scream was beautiful.

Just like you.

You felt an arm wrap tightly around you, the only reason you didn’t collapse on the floor when a sudden sting stabbed your neck. As your vision became blurry and your head heavy, you heard a simple “sorry” coming from the metalhead’s mouth.

The last thought you had was the one of denial. It couldn’t be. It had to be a nightmare. The killer placed the clothes on Eddie’s bed to frame him and was forcing him to do all of this.

Your survival instincts were frowning at your naiveness.

The first thing you noticed when you woke up was that you weren’t wearing your own clothes anymore. The tight dress was gone, replaced by something bigger, the material soft like silk. It hurt everywhere when you forced your body to move, but you fought the ache and opened your eyes to look around. Metallica and Iron Maiden posters on the walls. A guitar proudly displayed next to a mirror. The light way too strong for your retinas. And on your body, a black robe.

Shifting slightly to feel the surrounding, you noticed you were wearing nothing under the black clothing. Your underwear was gone.

The heat followed pretty quickly. Your whole body was hot, terribly hot, it was unbearable. It felt like a hundred degrees in here, sweat covering every inch of your body.

And over that, you were desperately soaked. Wetness was drenching the insides of your thighs.

“My sweet princess finally woke up. How are you feeling? Had a nice sleep?”

Somewhere deep inside, his voice woke up the reality of the situation. Fear tried to make its way through your veins, but it burned and melted with all the rest. Your head felt fuzzy, your sight difficult to focus on the silhouette next to you.

“Eddie…” The name barely escaped your parted mouth, like a whisper bleeding through your lips.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, so sorry… You make me crazy. You’re worse than all the drugs I took since I started taking them y’know?” he smiled softly at you, too softly. Your gaze focused on that part of his face and fear tried once again to fill your lungs.

One breath got in, but it came out with a needy, desperate little sound.

It wasn’t your Eddie. It couldn’t be your Eddie. You had to wake up, move, leave, not stay there and… Want it! What the fuck was wrong with your body? You should feel fear, despair, sadness, anger, hell, feel betrayed.

“E-Eddie please…”

But all you could feel was the uncontrollable urge to get him even closer to you.

“Shh, you’re safe with me. I won’t let anyone else come in between us. Now, I can have you all to myself.”

You whined and shifted in the bed again. Only, this time, you finally noticed the lack of bounds… You weren’t even tied up. Then, why couldn’t you move? Your mind was getting more and more fuzzy and even though you didn’t have all of your head, you understood what happened.

He drugged you.

You hated that. You hated how it made you feel, your body burning up so bad, your head was melting the basic instinct of survival you should have had. The fight or flee response was gone.

“Is my princess needy? I can fix that.”

Eddie’s hands found their way to your thighs and slipped under the robe. He squeezed the plump flesh and grinned at your reaction, his fingers digging into you.

“The drug seems really effective– now, what if I do this…”

One of his hands moved between your legs and slowly caressed your dripping pussy, making him growl in approval at how wet you were. You moaned despite the situation, hating how he was touching you while you were drugged. Completely at his mercy. No ties were needed to keep you docile, whatever he forced through your veins was doing the job just fine.

And you hated that it took that fucked up situation for you to understand… Sweet, funny, dorky Eddie Munson was not the one he seemed. It made so much sense now, how he met you. That day at the bus stop. He didn’t even need to take the bus. How he befriended you. How that stranger you met just like that had the same taste as you in music, food, arts, and wouldn’t mind listening to you talk about your passions for hours. The stranger became a friend. He knew what to tell you when you were sad or which joke to whisper to make you laugh.

Like he knew you before.

It made so much sense.

How Wayne died. The news said he got run over and over again by a car after being stabbed at the bottom of his back, the perfect spot to paralyze someone to the waist down. It was dark when Eddie drove to your house the night it happened. But you were sure you saw the bumper of his truck… damaged.

How Steve died. Billy. Tommy. Heather.

All those people… You talked to them shortly before their death. Either they were your friend, or just someone you were tutoring, or a girl that was bullying you for your appearance.

And the first victim… Steve… He was your friend. One day, he joked and openly flirted with you… And when that happened…

Eddie was there.

The shirt he was wearing tonight at the date. You knew why it was familiar.

It was Steve’s shirt.

You thought that anyone else but him could be the killer but Lord knew you were wrong. You could brag as much as you could, you were very bad at finding who the killer was after all.

That was the last thing your brain could gather before it all melted under the heat. It reached the last remains of your sanity, filling it up with lust instead. And without you noticing, your legs opened up. Your body knew what it wanted, your cunt trembling in need of getting used and fucked over and over again.

That simple action made Eddie smile.

You could hear the buckle of his jeans getting undone. Hastily, with only one hand, it took him some time to get his jeans and boxer down so he could free his hard length. Eddie sighed as he rubbed his cock head between your folds. Precum was already leaking from it, that was how bad he had wanted you all night. Thinking about your body, your curves, all of you that would be his at the end of the date.

“I’m gonna make you mine officially.”

In one simple push, he was already balls deep inside you, snatching a loud moan out of your mouth at being so suddenly and perfectly filled. Eddie groaned at the feeling of finally being inside you.

Raw.

He waited a bit before moving as he wanted to enjoy your warmth and softness as much as he could. Compliments bled through his lips, how hot you looked while wearing his robe, how cute your face was flushed with arousal, how needy and pathetic your whimpers were and how tight and warm your cunt was around his cock.

As he pressed his lips against you, Eddie finally sealed your first kiss. The moment he stole your breath, he started pounding inside you. It wasn’t soft at all and showed how deeply anchored his dark desires for you were. All those months studying you, getting to know you to be ready the day of your meeting. Befriend you. Stay out of the radar while erasing everyone that got in his way. Killing the potential rivals or slashing the throat of the ones that would hurt you, like that dumb bitch that bullied you for your gorgeous body.

You were a goddess and they were barely ants. They were only annoying him, so he squashed them like bugs.

All those efforts, all those months of planification, it drained him to the last drop of patience. So now that he finally had you, there was no more waiting.

His balls were slapping against your ass each time he found himself back inside you. It was raw, it was rough, and the drugs flooding in your system amplified the sensations to a level where you couldn’t even moan properly. Everytime he bottomed out, his cock hit your cervix and your vision would turn white with the pleasure building up more and more. It was hot, you were burning up, and you didn’t even notice your hands were now gripping his shirt so tightly, it was ripping the tissue apart.

When his lips left yours, you took a breath you didn’t know you were holding. But even then, the air burned your throat and your lungs and got stuck under an unwanted moan. The coil in your stomach was tightening more and more, and all you wanted was to cum. Supplications were leaving your mouths with the whimpers, but you couldn’t even make the difference.

Was there really a difference?

Eddie’s mouth didn’t stay away from your body for long, as he made sure to mark all the skin he could access. Love bites and hickeys left a trail of burns as he attacked your neck and jaw, sucking and biting everything he could. At one particular sensible spot he bit, you clenched around him and threw your head back, feeling yourself becoming so sensitive to his touch, your body filled with little shocks of pleasure. Eddie answered your reaction by thrusting faster and deeper, his grunts now loudly resonating in your ears. He kept the pace until he reached his climax, loving how your walls tightened around him when he felt you cum around him. You just couldn’t help it, your body exploded with pleasure when it felt Eddie painting your walls with his seeds.

You were completely out of breath, exhausted, but the drug was still kicking hard in your system. Eddie chuckled when you lazily moaned, your pussy squeezing him as if it wanted to be filled again.

But Eddie didn’t need you to tell him you wanted more, because he didn’t want it to end so soon. So, even if he just came, he kept moving, kept fucking you, pushing the cum that was leaking back inside of your abused hole. It was slower, but oh god, so deep and good. Your cunt was burning now, the lightest contact on your crotch was setting the fire ablaze over your body.

“Oh, princess,” his voice was raw. Low. Dangerous. His breath tickled your ear and sent shivers down your spine, shivers you couldn’t even feel under the heat. “Don’t worry… You’re mine now, and I'll fill those holes up again and again until you are dripping with my cum because you’ll never leave me. Ever.”

Your mother never heard news of you ever again after that night. All she got was a postcard from you from a place far away, telling you left for good and never wanted to come back to Hawkins again.

The truth was darker. And like when Wayne died, no one bothered checking on Eddie the freak Munson. No one asked him if he knew something and no one checked the last location you were known to be…

No one knew you were closer than it seemed.

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