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Too Much in Common | Eddie Munson X F!Henderson!Reader
Summary: After Dustin brings Eddie home for a D&D campaign, you find yourself enjoying his company more frequently than expected.
Word Count: 5.2k
Warnings: 18+ mdni, drug use (marijuana), smut, kinda automatic dubcon since they're both fried?, fingering, a lil praise, eddieâs just a lil obsessed
A/N: it hasnât been explicitly stated yet but reader is adopted. hopefully i actually post a part two in a timely manner.
part two | finale | tmic masterlist
The rumbling of Eddieâs van ceased in the Hendersons��� driveway as he turned the key back in the ignition. He was surprised, however, when the metal thrum of a guitar continued despite his radio now being off. Opening his door, he recognized âN.I.B.â by Black Sabbath and realized it was coming from inside, making his eyebrows furrow in confusion.Â
He made his way to the front door, not bothering to knock beforehand since Dustin was expecting him and the kidâs mom wasnât home. âSince when did you get a taste in music, Henderson?â He called over the music blaring from the sound system in the living room. A door around the corner slammed open much more forcefully than necessary and the aforementioned freshman barreled out of his bedroom.Â
âItâs my sister!â He shouted back. âShe said I could have you guys over while Mom is gone if I didnât bitch while she was in charge, but APPARENTLY THAT MEANS MAKING ME GO DEAF!âÂ
Eddie could just barely make out your muttered âoh pleaseâ as you entered from the kitchen. You turned down the volume until the sound could be considered background noise. âIf anyone here is gonna go deaf, itâs me from your constant shrieking.â Distressed jeans hugged the curve of your waist perfectly and the Poison t-shirt you had on looked soft from numerous wears. He tried not to stare, but he was sure he looked like a cartoon characterâ bugging, heart-shaped eyes and jaw hitting the floor. He almost missed it when you acknowledged him. âMunson. I heard you were still running Hellfire. Didnât realize youâd be coming today.â
Oh fuck. You knew him. You knew him? How did you know him? Of course, you had gone to the same school, everybody in Hawkins did, but he would remember meeting a girl like you. Would you be upset with him for not knowing who you are? God, already embarrassing himself and he hasnât even started talkâ
âRelax,â You snorted. âI was a grade under you at Hawkins and I was homeschooled my senior year. We never talked, I wouldnât expect you to remember me. Iâm pretty sure everybody knows about you, though.â And this is when you tell him to get out of your house and stay away from your kid brother because heâs a drug-dealing, Satan-worshipping freak. âItâs nice youâre still running the D&D club, sounds like everything else there gets worse every year.âÂ
Some of the tension in his muscles slipped away and he realized heâd been subtly bracing himself. âOhââ The doorbell rang and Dustin ran to get it, welcoming in Mike and Lucas who were already amicably bickering louder than necessary. Behind them trailed the two others they had ridden with, Jeff and Gareth if you remembered correctly. They seemed a little uncomfortable holding a session in a new house, but relaxed drastically when they set eyes on Eddie. âUhâ you guys can go ahead down to the basement with the freshmeat. Iâll be down in a sec, alright?â They nodded, waving politely to you before following the boys.
When they were gone, you and Eddie locked eyes again. âSeriously, Iâm glad Dusty has someone watching out for him. He takes more shit than he deserves. Just try to be a good role model, alright? If I find out you give that kid Special K or some shit, itâs fucking over for you. Got it?â
âI would never let anything bad happen to those kids when theyâre with me,â He spoke earnestly. âIâm gonna look out for them. If Iâm ever gonna do anything right, itâs that.â
âI believe you, Munson.â You gave him a small smile and nodded towards the basement door. âYou should probably get going. They canât start the game without their dungeon master, right?â
An embarrassed flush fought its way up his neck to his cheeks as you turned towards the hall where your bedroom was. Before you could get more than a couple of steps though, he gently grasped your wrist. âHey uh, by the wayâ I just wanted you to know that I donât reallyâ I donât do any hard stuff anymore. Havenât in a while. I hardly even sell it anymore and I stopped selling to first-timers.â
âIâm sorry, Eddie, I didnât mean toââ
âNo, donât worry about it. I totally get it, I just wanted to let you know; for your peace of mind, I guess. You deserve to know who your baby brotherâs hanging around with, I donât want you to think Iâm too bad an influence.â
âI donât think youâre too bad, Munson. Just a healthy amount.â You gave his own wrist a small squeeze as you slipped your hand from his and finally went back to your own room. He gazed after you momentarily, even after your door had closed. If the guys were still present, they would definitely be giving him shit.
As if on cue, he heard Dustinâs muffled shout from the basement. âEddie, hurry the hell up!â
You were sitting on the front porch swing lighting a joint when his beat-up van pulled up two nights later. âSeek & Destroyâ poured from his cracked-open windows until his door opened and he set foot on your driveway once again. âHeâs not here, yâknow,â You called to him.
âThatâs alright, I actually just needed toââ Eddie was halfway between you and his van when he caught a whiff of a particularly familiar scent. A shocked, teasing grin slowly spread across his face. âHenderson, are you smoking marijuana right now?âÂ
In spite of yourself, you let out a laugh, coughing around a lungful of smoke in the process. âSay it a little louder, Munson, I donât think the deafening Metallica got the neighborsâ attention.âÂ
Laughing, he dropped into the space next to you on the swing. âI didnât peg you for the smoking type.â
âOh, you mean from the three minutes we interacted?â You squinted playfully but held the joint out to him. âJust weed, I donât fuck with anything else personally.â
He took you up on the offer, calloused fingertips brushing your skin as he took the joint from you. Examining it for a moment, he smirked as he took a hit. âFuckinâ with it pretty hard, apparently,â He breathed out. âYou roll almost as good as I do.â
âGood, then you can roll the next one.â It passes between you as you speak, though Eddie tries to keep his turns short out of courtesy. âWhich brings us back to the topic of why youâre here mooching my shit. You said you needed to do something?â
âRight, I uh- I forgot my lucky dice here the other night. I figured Iâd pick âem up on my way home from The Hideout.âÂ
âOh yeah, youâre in a band or something, right?âÂ
âSince middle school,â He nodded, âJust me and a few guys from school, sâcalled Corroded Coffin.â
âSounds metal.â
âWe try to,â He chuckled.
âYou like Black Sabbath and Metallica, youâd better,â You teased. You didnât notice the way his eyes followed your every move as you smoked. The way your cheeks hollowed ever so slightly as you sucked in a hit, how your breath hitched and your eyes fell closed as you held it in. The corners of his lips curled up in amusement watching you blow Os while conversation lulled for a moment. Offering him one last hit first, you stub out the roach on the ground and stand from your seat. âCâmon in, you can go get your dice.â
âThanks,â He hummed, grabbing the door as soon as it was open to hold it for you.Â
âHave you eaten?â You ask, heading into the kitchen as he made his way toward the basement door. âI havenât, I was gonna make a sandwich or something. You want one?â
âThatâd be great, actually, thank you.â The dice werenât hard to find seeing as heâd left them there on purpose. So maybe it was a little weird, definitely a little desperate, but he wanted to make sure he had another opportunity to see youâ get his foot in the door, so to speakâ and he really hadnât expected all this. Heâd hoped youâd be the one to answer the door and heâd get to make small talk for a few minutes, point out your shared taste in music maybe, but this? Catching you alone, sharing a joint, getting invited in for something to eat? This was going better than he couldâve possibly expected.
âFind âem?â You called down.
âYup!â He jogged back up the stairs, waving the small velvet bag as he joined you in the kitchen. âAll good.â
âWhat a relief. Canât have the dungeon master thrown off his game, that would be a travesty.â You glanced up at him mischievously as you finished making the first sandwich, scooting the plate across the counter to him.
Eddie suppressed a smile, shaking his head as he picked up the sandwich. âYou just love teasinâ me with that, donât you?â He asked before he took what was probably an unattractively large bite.
âDepends on what kind of teasing weâre talking about, Munson.â You drawled casually in return, turning to continue making your own. Meanwhile, it was an effort just for him to keep his food in his mouth without choking on it. You were flirting with him.
Werenât you? Maybe you werenât. Maybe youâd meant it the other way aroundâ that youâd only tease him in a joking way and that youâd never want toâ
âEddie, I can see the smoke coming out of your ears,â You snorted. âStop thinking so hard, youâre gonna hurt yourself.â You took a big bite before grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. âWant one?â His answer was going to be yes, but you were grabbing him one before he had responded anyway. There was a brief and fairly comfortable silence as you cleaned up the rest of your small mess and he took a few long swigs of his water. âWanna finish these in my room? We could smoke another joint maybeâŚjust chill out, I donât knowâŚâ
âYeah, totally,â He agreed, maybe a little too eagerly.
âYouâre rolling though,â You remind him over your shoulder as he begins to follow you to your bedroom.
The door creaked as you opened it, waiting for him to enter after you so you could close it. As you opened the window wide and lit a stick of incense, he took in his surroundings. Your room wasnât like the average teenage girlâsâ not that Eddie had seen very many of thoseâ not pastel-colored, or frilly, or covered in heartthrob posters, though a few stuffed animals were perched tenderly on your bed. Actually, it was almost more like his, albeit much more organized. There were posters of horror movies and rock bands filling a decent amount of the empty space on your walls, the Dio flag pinned to the ceiling drawing his attention. âOh, that is so sick!â
âI thought you might like some âa this stuff,â You laughed softly. Nodding towards the stereo in the corner, you continued, âYou can put something on if you want.â He squatted down to look through your cassettes, hearing your voice move through the room as you got out your bud, tray, and paper. âTry to keep it understated though, alright? Nothing too hard or fast right now.â
âReally tryinâ to mellow out tonight, huh?â He began playfully, but looked back at you as his tone softened a little. âEverything okay?â
âOh, Iâm alright,â You reassure. With the cassette in place, he made sure the volume was low before it began playing softly as you spoke. âI just get a little too pent up sometimes, you know? Everythingâs just been kind of a lot lately, âs why I was already smoking when you showed up.â
âHey, I can beat it if you want. I didnât mean to show up outta the blue at a bad time and I definitely donât have to stick around if you donât want me here. I can totally get it if you want the time to yourselfââ
âPlease stay,â You quietly interrupted, then seemed a little embarrassed. âSorry, I didnâtâ Iâd appreciate the company if you wanna stay a little while.â
Eddie gave you a comforting smile before taking a seat at your vanity to roll the joint, trying to lighten the mood. âCareful what you wish for, Henderson. I mean, youâve got good music, good weed, made me dinner; I might be hanginâ around here more often with this kinda treatment. Youâve got me livinâ the life, babe.â
Laying down on your bed to watch him, your voice was more serious than he expected when you replied. âYouâre welcome any time, you know. Mom likes when the house is busy and I donât know if youâve noticed, but Dustin practically worships the ground you walk on.â His rings glinted in the lamplight as he carefully sprinkled the bud onto the paper.
âYeah? And whatâs your review, hm?â You didnât mean to stare at the way his lips wrapped around the joint or how his tongue traced the seam of the paper to seal it.
You hummed vaguely as he finished up, gently plucking it from between his fingers when he was done. Dramatically inspecting it much longer than he had yours, you finally say, âYou roll clean joints.â
He shakes his head and laughs. Your lips close around the paper, feeling the seam still damp with his spit, and you jut your chin toward his lighter on the vanity. Grabbing it without a word, he leans forward to give you a light. Your gaze catches on his rings once more before lifting to his face again. A reflection of the flame makes the brown of his eyes warmer as they lock with yours, looking up from where you still lay on the bed on your stomach. You take a long pull as he draws the lighter away again and the spell is broken.
Sitting up to breathe the smoke in deeper, you tuck your knees under you. Eddie joins you on your bed, but not before he kicks off his shoes by the bedroom door. He sits cross-legged just in front of your pillows so you shuffle around to face him. âSo, how was your concert?â
He snorted, âConcert might be a bit heavy. Gig is a little more accurate. Show maybe.â
You roll your eyes, but keep your tone light and pass the joint. âYouâre a loser, you know that? You knew exactly what I was talking about, answer the question.â
âIt was pretty good I guess,â He shrugged and took a long hit. âI think there may have been a whole seven people this time. And one of them was even sober!â
You smiled sympathetically, âYou��re just in the wrong town. Donât worry, Iâll come watch you play. I donât know if thatâd be a good atmosphere for the boys, but I could probably force Steve, Nancy, and Robin to come.
He twisted one of his rings around his finger for a moment. âThatâs really nice, sweetheart.â
With each toke you both took, the joint burned slightly shorter until it was almost completely gone. âYou want the last hit?â you asked. âI finished the last one. And you rolled this one anyway.â
âNo, thatâs alright. Itâs your weed; Iâm literally a drug dealer, Iâve got plenty at home.â
âHere,â You took one last long drag and he raised an eyebrow in confusion, but he understood when you sat up further on your knees and leaned toward him. A sense of giddy excitement overtook him for a second, nerves probably heightened from the weed, but he kept his composure. When your lips slotted over his, he took a deep breath in. His hand slid into your hair to keep your head steady as you sighed the smoke into his mouth. Your lips grazed over his afterward, very obviously lingering long after it was necessary. You giggled as you slumped down into a laying position, letting your head fall back into his lap.
âSeems like someoneâs a lot more relaxed now,â He cooed playfully.
âSorry, I can get off âf youââ He notices how your voice is slightly rougher after smoking so much.
âHey, noââ His hands settle warmly over your shoulders, not holding you down so much as they were encouraging you to stay put. âItâs alright, baby. You can get comfy, youâre not bothering me.â
His hands soothed up and down your arms as you settled back in. âThat feels really nice.â You hummed quietly and it drew out into another giggle, âEverything feels really nice.â
He laughs a little airily himself, âIt does, doesnât it?â Your skin felt so soft and warm beneath his fingertips, tracing imaginary shapes along the bare flesh of your arms. ââM feelinâ pretty good, myself.â Your eyes couldnât help but wander to his pretty pink lips again. Theyâd felt so soft against yours and you wanted moreâ to really feel him this time. His thumb brushes your chin, dragging down in a way that had your mouth opening slightly. âWhatâre you thinkinâ so hard about, sweet thing?â
Blinking up at him with glassy eyes, you raised an arm to brush your fingers over his flushed cheek. âEddie, cân you kiss me? Please?â
âYeah?â He moved his thumb a bit higher to tug your lower lip down a bit, face dipping down a bit closer to yours. âThat what you want?â You were nodding before he even finished his sentence, making him chuckle quietly.Â
He allowed his lips to graze teasingly over yours, just barely touching, before finally kissing you. His nose brushed your chin and you could feel the small smile adorning his face before your lower lip was sucked softly between his. Fingers winding into his mess of frizzy curls, you moaned quietly into his mouth and pulled him closer. After another moment though, he slowly drew back, lips separating from yours with a soft smack that made you unreasonably desperate for more.
An ache had sparked in his lower back while loading the amps into the van after their show earlier that evening, deepening as he proceeded to help load the rest of the equipment afterward. Now the deep curve he had molded it to in order to keep his mouth on yours had the pain radiating up his entire back. âAs much as Iâm enjoying thisâ and believe me, babe, Iâm seriously enjoying itâ my back is kinda killinâ me and hunching over you like thisâŚâ 95% of his brain was screaming at him to shut the fuck up, to ignore it and just keep kissing you breathless anyway, but the other 5% was crying out to lay down and he had to listen.
âOh, sorry,â There was a slight pant in your voice as you released your grasp on his hair. He sat up slowly as if a movement too fast would shatter the calm in the air. You sat up yourself, watching as he eased himself back onto your pillows. âSâthat better?â
âWay better,â He confirmed. âWe can uh- we could keep kissing if you want.â
Openly cringing at how awkward that sounded, he opened his mouth to say something else before you interrupted him with a still-sluggish giggle. âIâd like that, Eddie.â Â
âOkay,â He nodded rapidly.Â
Leaning forward onto your hands and knees, you crawled into his lap. His hands instantly settled on your thighs, running up and down the material of your pajama pants. His eyes flickered wildly over your body a few times before gazing up at you in awe. You didnât waste any time in kissing him again, which was much easier now that he wasnât upside down. As you moaned into his mouth, his hands molded to your hips, squeezing and pulling you as tight to him as he could get you. His tongue slipped between your lips, making them open further as your hands found his hair once again.Â
He didnât mean to start moving, slowly grinding into you in an attempt to relieve the tightness in his jeans that definitely wasnât a problem before he came overâ but then you were rocking down on him yourself, clothed cunt rubbing against him in a desperate search for friction. Hips rutting up into yours, he braced a palm against your lower back. You could feel his hardness pressing into you through the layers of clothing between you. Pulling back for air, you panted into his mouth, still subtly grinding against him. âFuck,â He grunted quietly. The soft whimper of his name that you gave him in return made his head fall back against the wall with a thud. âGot me so fuckinâ hard, sweet thing. Please, donât stop.â
âDonât wanna stop,â You whined back quietly. âFeels so good.âÂ
âGood,â He cooed. âDonât worry, âm gonna keep makinâ you feel good.â Hot, open-mouthed kisses moved down your neck and you let out a moan. His fingers wormed their way past the hem of your shirt, tracing the cup of your bra. âThis okay?â He mumbled against your skin. Nodding, you cupped his hand and guided it higher until he pushed your bra out of the way. The pad of his thumb brushed firmly over your nipple, making your hips jerk against his. âMmm, so sensitive. Is that jusâ the weed or are you always like this?â
âBoth,â You breathed out. ââN youâre good at all this.â
âAw you donât have to butter me up, baby,â He grinned. âIâm gonna make you cum either way.â Free hand dipping past the waistband of your pajama pants, Eddie continued playfully, âBut, go on. Keep tellinâ me how much I turn you on.â
âEddie,â You pleaded, âCâmon.âÂ
Fingers stroking the damp fabric of your underwear, he asked, âThis okay? Really want me to touch you?â Your desperate nods made his lips curl, pressing more firmly against you and drawing out a moan that you tried to stifle. âNo, no, no, you gotta tell me how it feels, sweet thing. Weâre all alone, you can make those pretty noises, itâs okay.â
Your head slumped into the crook of his neck, mouthing lazily at his skin. Nudging your underwear to the side, he sank his middle finger knuckle-deep into you. Grasping tightly at the worn material of his t-shirt, your breath hitched. âMmm, fuckâ yes, Eddie, thank you.â
âLook at you, usinâ your manners ân everything. Of course, you would. Such a good girl.â Your moans only grew louder, making his hips jerk in search of friction. âSo warm and wet, bet youâd feel so good around my cock.â Lifting your head to kiss him again, your hand found the shape of his length in his jeans. He rolled his thumb over your clit in circles as his hips rocked against your palm. Mouths open against each otherâs, you exchanged panting breaths and muffled moans. Confined by your pants, his hand didnât have much room for movement, leaving your hips stuttering frustratedly. âLemme get these offâa you, babe. Can make you feel so much better than this.â
Suddenly, his hand was curled under your thigh and you let out a small squeal as you were flipped onto your back beneath him. Your pants and underwear were yanked down your legs feverishly, Eddie parting them to slip two fingers into you this time. âShit, Eds!â
âFuck, Iâm sorry, was that too much?â Immediately, he tried to withdraw his hand, but you gripped his wrist to stop him.Â
âDonât stop, Eddie. Please, donât stop,â You rushed.
âAlright, sweetheart, âm right here. Donât worry.â Your hands laced into his hair for stability as his fingers crooked into a spot that almost made your eyes cross. Already dripping onto your bedspread, you pulled him even closer to you. Smirk spreading across his face, he said, âOh yeah. Thatâs the spot, huh, baby?â
âFuck, Eddie, youâre gonna make me come,â You whined.
âGood, want you to soak my fingers.â His hips rocked forward, clothed cock grinding into the back of your thigh. âWanna feel you come for me.â The way his thumb rubbed so firmly against your clit had heat shooting all the way to your toes. Desperately tugging him down for another kiss, your thighs trembled as they squeezed closed around his hand. âThere it is,â He murmured lowly against your lips. âMmm, youâd feel so fuckinâ good coming around my cock, sweet thing.â The deep cadence of his voice had you shaking.
Grasping at the back of his shirt, you buried your face in the crook of his neck. He held you in silence for a long moment until your head eventually dropped back against the bed. A smile slowly grew on your face as you looked up at him and you let out a small giggle, making him grin down at you. He laughed softly too as he pressed his forehead against yours.Â
Eyes darting shortly to the alarm clock on your nightstand, you did a double-take when you noticed how late it was. âSon of a bitch, my momâs gonna be home any minute!â You grabbed your discarded underwear and pajama pants from the foot of the bed as soon as Eddie had peeled himself off of you. âUhâ fuck, Iâm really sorry. I promise I didnât mean to invite you in just for this, I just didnât realize how late it got. I didnât mean to leave you hanging, butââ
âAre you kidding?â He was already leaning against the wall by your door, slipping on his beat-up air forces. âI had a blast, babe. We should do this again sometime,â He winked teasingly.
You rolled your eyes half-heartedly, feeling your body warm. When the two of you reached the front door, you rubbed your arm and met his eyes only a bit awkwardly. âIâm sorry again about notâŚreturning the favor.â
He chuckled, giving you a small smirk. âDonât worry about me, sweet thing. After tonight, Iâll have no trouble taking care of it myself.â Taking a step closer to you, he leaned down for a kiss that was much slower and softer than the last few youâd shared. âIâll see you soon, yeah?â
âNight, Eddie. Thanks for keeping me company tonight.â
âAnytime.â
You waited at the door until heâd gotten in his van and driven away before finally heading back to your room. As soon as you closed your bedroom door and flopped down on your bed, you heard your momâs car pull into the driveway. Meanwhile, Eddie drove home, foot a little heavy on the gas pedal as he itched to get back to his own room.
He didnât see you again for two weeks. He knew the Hendersonsâ phone number, but there was no way he could ask for you if Dustin or your mom picked up. So he waited, very impatiently mind you, and hoped he hadnât ruined things by going so far with you so fast.Â
When he did finally see you, it was at Hawkins High School. Youâd come to pick Dustin up from that weekâs Hellfire club meeting. You knocked on the door before entering, knowing thatâ despite the session being scheduled to end ten minutes agoâ they often ran over their allotted time. Sure enough, you heard Eddieâs booming voice as you cracked open the door and slipped inside.
âAnd as the chimera flew closerââ When he noticed you he immediately straightened from his position looming over the table, clearing his throat and clasping his hands together behind his back. He didnât want to scare you off with all this yet. âOkay gentlemen, thatâs all for today.â The collective groan they let out had you feeling a bit guilty, theyâd obviously been enjoying themselves, and now you were being the annoying big sister; you shouldâve just waited in the car. But Eddie was quick to speak again. âOh, cut the moaning. Weâre almost fifteen minutes over and you all need more time to prepare for battle anyway. Amateurs.â
As the others all packed up their things, he approached you and you greeted him with a smile. âSorry for interrupting, seemed pretty intense, I hope it wasnât too important.â
âNo, no, itâs good you came in. We wouldâve been all caught up until someone else came in to stop us in a much less forgiving manner.â You both laughed and it went quiet for a moment before he cleared his throat again. âSo uh, Iâve been hoping Iâd see you around.â
âYeah, me too⌠Smoking alone isnât as fun anymore.â
His lips quirked up into a smirk and he nodded playfully. âYeah, âve been thinking the same. You should start buying from me, you know. Iâll give you a discount.â
âOh, so I have to pay you to smoke with you again? You know, we used my shit last time,â You teased.
âYouâll never pay for anything you smoke when youâre with me, sweetheart. Iâm a gentleman after all. Here, hang on.â He dashed back to the table, hunching over to write something down before tearing off the small scrap of paper and coming back to you. âNow you can get a hold âa me, come smoke all my weed anytime.â
âOh, Iâll be taking you up on that.â
Your comfortable conversation was interrupted when Dustin shouted your name. âWhatâre you doing? Letâs go!â
âIâll see you around, Munson.â
âSure thing, Henderson.âÂ
As you drove Dustin home, you couldnât help but wonder if it was a bad idea to get involved with Eddie. He was one of Dustinâs best friends now, a mentor for him, one of the only male role models heâs had aside from Steve since he lost his father. The last thing you wanted was to make Dustin feel like you were taking that away from him. God forbid something should happen between you and Eddie and he doesnât feel comfortable coming around anymore. You couldnât do that to him.Â
Still, you found yourself hunkered over the phone in the living room that night. You tried to hold out, you really did, but you only managed to hold yourself back until almost midnight after your family had gone to bed. Coiling the cord around your finger, you waited impatiently as the phone rang three times.
When he finally picked up, you could hear the smirk in his tone. âHi, sweet thing. Just couldnât stay away, could you?â
âWell, I figured I was running low on bud anyway,â You drawled quietly.Â
âYouâre awful quiet,â He teased. âDonât want Mommy to catch you up on the phone so late?â
âFuck off,â You scoffed playfully. âIf youâre having so much trouble hearing me over the phone, why donât you come over?â
âOh, so she minds a phone call, but itâs okay if we have a sleepover?â He snorted.Â
âNo, but if youâre quiet you can sneak in and back out before she wakes up to get ready for work. Iâve got twenty bucks calling your name,â You cooed enticingly.
âSeriously?â
"Come on, Munson, you've never climbed through a girl's window before? I'm disappointed."
He simply replied, "I'll be there in fifteen, make sure it's unlocked."
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Health Care and Social Assistance Market Forecast by Current Industry Status and Growth Opportunities
Global Health Care and Social Assistance Market, By Product and Services (Ambulatory Healthcare Services, Hospitals, Nursing Homes and Residential Facilities, Social Assistance, Others), Application (Yield Monitoring, Soil Monitoring, Scouting, Others), Mode (Online, Offline), Type (Private, Public) â Industry Trends and Forecast to 2029.
In the consistent Health Care and Social Assistance market research report, industry trends are put together on macro level with which clients can figure out market landscape and possible future issues about Health Care and Social Assistance industry. The scope of this market report include but is not limited to latest trends, market segmentation, new market entry, industry forecasting, future directions, opportunity identification, strategic analysis and planning, target market analysis, insights and innovation. The report presents with the CAGR value fluctuations for the specific forecasted period which helps decide costing and investment strategies. An influential Health Care and Social Assistance market report brings precise and exact market research information that drives business into the right direction.
Key Players
The major players covered in the Health Care and Social Assistance market report are WATERS; Agilent Technologies, Inc.; Bruker; TMIC; Thermo Fisher Scientific Inc.; biocrates life sciences ag; Creative Proteomics.; Metabolon, Inc.; Human Metabolome Technologies America Inc.; Shimadzu Corporation; SRI INTERNATIONAL; OWL; Cenix BioScience GmbH; West Coast Metabolomics Center; Stemina Biomarker Discovery, Inc.; Chenomx Inc.; Merck KGaA; Bio-Rad Laboratories, Inc.; PerkinElmer Inc.; Eurofins Scientific; among other domestic and global players. Market share data is available for Global, North America, Europe, Asia-Pacific (APAC), Middle East and Africa (MEA) and South America separately. DBMR analysts understand competitive strengths and provide competitive analysis for each competitor separately.
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The research studies entailed in the winning Health Care and Social Assistance market report supports to estimate several important aspects that includes but are not limited to investment in a rising market, success of a new product, and expansion of market share. The strategies underlined here mainly consist of new product launches, expansions, agreements, joint ventures, partnerships, acquisitions, and others that boost footprints in this market. Several other factors such as import, export, gross margin, price, cost, and consumption are also analyzed under the section of production, supply, sales and market status.
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Which product segment will grab a lionâs share?
Which regional market will emerge as a frontrunner in coming years?
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Part 04: Global Market Size
Part 05: Global Market Segmentation By Product
Part 06: Five Forces Analysis
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Natural Fragrance Ingredients Market is Estimated to Grow at a Promisable CAGR 7.5% During Forecast Period, 2022-2028
According to a recent analysis by The Insight Partners, The Natural Fragrance Ingredients Market is expected to grow from US$ 2.5 billion in 2022 to US$ 4.5 billion by 2028; it is estimated to grow at a CAGR of 7.5% from 2022 to 2028.
Natural fragrance ingredients are mainly formulated from spices, flowers, and fruits. They are added in essential oils and extracts, fine fragrances, skincare, hair care, and fabric care products for a unique aroma.
Detergents, soaps, deodorants, and perfumes all contain natural fragrance components. Due of the toxicity of synthetic substances and their negative effects on the skin, consumers choose natural components over synthetic ones. As a result, there is a rising need for natural scent compounds. Additionally, the antibacterial and anti-inflammatory characteristics of bergamot, blue tansy, carnation, chamomile, and jasmine are helpful in treating skin conditions and insomnia. As a result, they are widely used in fragrances, essential oils, and soaps, which stimulates the market for natural scent ingredients.Â
The therapeutic and restorative properties of the flower-based fragrance compounds are causing them to become extremely popular with customers. Jasmine, motia, and red rose are used to make volatile organic compounds. Ingredients with floral scents are frequently found in soaps, lotions, and other skincare products. Lavender and jasmine are two examples of flowers used to create aroma components that have antibacterial and antioxidant effects. The qualities aid in preventing premature ageing and dryness. A further factor driving demand for flower-based natural compounds is the population's increasing tendency toward allergies and skin conditions brought on by rising pollution levels and changing lifestyles.
The market for natural fragrance compounds is divided into categories based on application, including fine fragrances, haircare, skincare, fabric care, and others. From 2022 to 2028, the skincare segment is anticipated to have the highest CAGR. Acne, atomic dermatitis, and psoriasis cases are on the rise, among other skin problems. As a result, people favour skincare products with medical qualities over other synthetic substitutes. To suit changing consumer demands and attract new customers, manufacturers are introducing natural scent components derived from fruit, flower, and spice extracts. For instance, Givaudan and TMIC worked together to offer the first AI-powered fragrance co-creation service in China on October 14, 2022. As a result, people are becoming quite interested in these products. Thus, the availability of cutting-edge items fuels market expansion.
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oh, lord, save me
a Corner House bros, TMIC!universe addition for the prompt:Â spider
part of bingo bonanza by @feudalconnection & @inu-mothership
Summary:
The absolute audacity of this motherfucker to be happy while Naraku tortures them into various stretches and positions.
Yoga. Ugh.
OR: The boys of Corner House do yoga for charity. It goes about as well as you can imagine.
Part of the Tell Me I'm Crazy universe.
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TBone: no. i literally would rather die
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The Mentalist: Incorrect Quotes (alt)
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Four Year Strong // Talking Myself In Circles
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Dustin Doesn't Know | Eddie Munson X F!Henderson!Reader
Summary: As things with Eddie start to go farther and farther, you worry how your relationship would impact Dustin if he found out.
Word Count: 7k
Warnings: 18+ mdni, drug use (marijuana), stoner!reader, smut, fwb-esque, oral (m and f receiving), balls??, fingering, p in v (protected), praise, implied subspace?? idk if that was coming across tho???
A/N: thereâs a lot of stuff about reader that iâm super vague on because iâm thinking of explaining it more in the final part or maybe additional drabbles and stuff like that (she is adopted tho). i really hope that this chapter lives up to the hype and praise that the first one got since itâs taken me three months to update lol. as always lmk if i missed anything in the warnings.
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When you heard the soft groan of your window slowly sliding open, you couldnât hold back the grin that spread across your face. Turning around, you were met with Eddie maneuvering his lean body through the window; it wasnât quite as awkward as youâd expected, but he certainly wasnât as silent as heâd hoped to be as his feet thudded on your carpeted floor.
âNot too bad, Munson. Youâre definitely lucky being a heavy sleeper runs in the Henderson DNA, though.â As you face him completely, he holds out a baggie of weed and a small box.Â
Eyebrows furrowing, you took it to examine it further as he explained. âItâs uhâ incense. I noticed you lit some last time, figured it was for the smell.â
âYeah, makes it a little easier for Mom to pretend she doesnât know.â Opening the package, you placed one of the sticks in the holder and lit the end. âThatâs really sweet, Eddie, thank you.â
âHope the scent is alright ân everything, I didnât really know what you like.â Shrugging his jacket off, he tossed it over the back of the chair at your desk.
Suppressing a smile, you bent down to the drawer next to him to get out your tray and paper again, âItâs actually one of my favorites.â
âOh,â He seemed pleasantly surprised, but he kept his head down as he took a seat at your desk. âGood.â
âWhatâre you doing?â
âIâm gonna roll? Why? Whatâs it look like Iâm doing?â
Flicking the back of his head, you replied, âSuit yourself then, smartass. I was gonna do it this time, but never mind.â
âJeez, touchy,â He huffed playfully as he swatted your hand away. âI donât mind rolling, Iâd be doing it if I were at home right now anyway. Your only job is to sit there and look pretty for me, alright?â
âA little demeaning, but I think I can handle it,â You sighed dramatically. Much like last time, you stretched yourself out on the bed, lying on your stomach as you watched him roll the joint. His fingers handled the paper so delicately, knowing exactly how to roll and pinch it without threatening to rip it. Every now and then one of his rings would drag or clink against the wood of your desk, and you couldnât help but squeeze your thighs together as you remembered the way the cool metal had felt against your hot skin.
âSo, howâve you been doing?â He placed the finished joint between his lips and held his lighter to it as he claimed the first long drag of the night. âI havenât seen you in a minute.â
âI really am sorry about that,â You answered bashfully. âI didnât mean for that to happen, I swear I donât usually do stuff like that.â
âWhat? You mean invite in guys you hardly know to make âem dinner and let âem finger you?â Wearing a massive smirk, he held the joint out to you. You accepted it but huffed embarrassedly and his smirk only grew. âNothinâ to be ashamed of, babe. Christ knows Iâm reliving every second, I could recite every gory detail back to you.â
âI donât know why youâre reliving it. You made me come, got blue balls, and went home.â
âSo? Making you come is like seventy-five percent of the fun. Jerking offâll make up for missing the rest,â He shrugged.
âYou really donât hold anything back, huh?â You croaked around a chestful of smoke.
âMaybe I just donât feel like I have to with you.â You couldnât tell if that statement went deeper than this conversation. âShould I?â
âYou donât have to hold anything back with me, Eddie,â You answered honestly. âAs long as you behave around my brother.â
He pointed a finger toward you in warning as his lips curled mischievously, âIâll remember you said that.â
Rolling your eyes, you take a couple extra hits from the joint before passing it back. He watched as you laid back on the bed, closing your eyes and slowly exhaling, the smoke billowing upwards. Eyes wandering down your body, he took in the way your shirt had rolled up to show the flesh of your tummy, how the band of your thong peeked out of your pajama pantsâ a different pair than last timeâ and accentuated the dip of your waist. He wondered how many people had gotten to see you like this; he wondered if they really appreciated it.Â
âYouâre about to get ash on my carpet and Iâm gonna have to kick your ass,â You spoke abruptly, breaking him from his reverie.
âIâm shaking, babe,â He monotoned as he ashed it in the tray.
âYou should be.â
âWhatâs with you, hm?â He stood and placed the joint between his lips, lifting his arms to stretch his back and shoulders. His voice was teasing as he stepped toward your bed, toward you.âBeinâ so mean to me today. You know, you were a lot nicer the last time we smoked together.â
Scooting over to make room for him on the bed, your eyes caught on the faint trail of hair leading into his jeans before lifting to meet his. Reaching out to take the joint back, you said, ââM not being mean. Just keeping you in line, Munson.â
Crawling into the bed beside you, he settled on his side, head resting in his hand. âProbably a good idea.â Hoping his fingers werenât twitching with nerves, he slowly grazed them over the soft skin of your stomach. âYou know Iâm always gettinâ into trouble.â
âI guess Iâll just have to keep an eye on you,â You posited, taking yet another long drag.
âA close one,â He hummed in agreement. His touch moved up your stomach, raising goosebumps in its wake as your head slumped against his shoulder. âThis okay?â
Though you were leaning into his touch, you asked, âDo you think this is a bad idea?â
Eddieâs hand froze and he leaned back slightly to try to look at you. âWhat? What do you mean? Do you think it is?â
You didnât meet his eyes. âI donât know. Youâre just so important to Dustin and I donât want to change the way he sees you. I would never want something between us to affect your relationship with him.â
âIn the nicest way possible, babeââ He brushed your hair back from your face, finally locking eyes with you. âYou worry too much. Weâre both adults, alright? Even if something were to happen, I wouldnât let Dustin get caught in that. Weâd work around it, yâknow? I think we could be mature about it. If things went bad, that isâ and I mean, I donât really think they wouldââ
You stretched your neck to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Careful of the now-unlit joint still in your hand, you squeezed his side. âYouâre probably right, Eds.â Your lips trailed to his jaw, lined with a light smile. âI wonât worry about it anymore tonight, I didnât mean to get you worked up.â
His cheeks flushed and he mumbled only half-jokingly, ââM not worked up. Just donât want you runninâ out on me just yet, youâre actually kinda cool.â
Your eyes softened and your hand slid from his side to his chest, âI wonât go anywhere, Eddie. You donât have to worry about that. Now,â Pressing against his chest, you urged him onto his back so you could straddle his thighs. He bit down on his lower lip, looking up at you with eager eyes. Slipping your hand into his jeans pocket for his lighter, you continued, âEnough with the heavy. We still have half a joint to finish and I seem to remember getting interrupted in the middle of something important the last time you were here.â
âYou know, you really donât have to feel obligated,â He reminded you. Still, his hands immediately wandered from your thighs, up your sides, and back.
âWho said I felt obligated, hm?â The pads of your fingers brushed his lips as you placed the lit joint between them. âMaybe Iâve just really been looking forward to making you come.â
A cloud of smoke rolled from his mouth as he groaned, clutching your hips to draw you further toward him. âFuck, keep talking like that and itâs gonna happen way too soon, sweet thing. Been thinkinâ about it, huh?â
âHavenât stopped thinking about it since you left,â You answered. âAbout what youâd do when you got home.â
âYeah?â His hand crept beneath your shirt, running up your spine before guiding you closer. âThatâs cute, baby. Thought about me stroking my cock and thinkinâ how much better that pretty pussy would feel instead? You didnât touch yourself after I left, did you?â
Hips already grinding down against his, you lightly pinched his side. âNone of your business.â
âWait, seriously? I was just fucking around, did you actually make yourself come thinking about me beating off?â
Your head fell back and you let out a laugh that was way too loud for the time of the night. âEddie, what the fuck?â
He said your name, tone far more serious than his statement required. âYou have no idea how fucking hot that is. Youâre actually about to make me bust in my pants.â
âWell donât, alright? We were just getting to the good part when somebody got sidetracked,â You teased. Leaning down, you let your lips graze his and smiled. âLet me make you feel as good as you made me feel, yeah?â After pressing a quick peck to his lips, you sat up. âTake off your shirt.â
âBossy,â He muttered with false exasperation. As he yanked his shirt over his head and whipped it across the room, he felt your hands drift to the button of his jeans. He tilted his chin to kiss you deeper than before.Â
âOf course, you have more tattoos,â You huffed.
He might have asked if that was a problem if he hadnât picked up on the subtle whine behind your voice. âMmm, shouldâa known youâd dig the tatties. Iâll give you a tour later, huh, sweetheart? Wouldnât wanna get sidetracked again, would we?â
âYouâre a jackass, yâknow that?â
âI think Iâve been told once or twice, yeah.â Hand framing your jaw, his rings pressed into one side of your neck as his left slow, open-mouthed kisses along the other. âPretty baby,â He hummed lowly against your ear. âBeinâ so good to me.â
âYou still havenât let me show you how good I can be,â You replied breathily.Â
âI just keep on distractinâ you, huh?â He pressed a couple playful kisses to your lips before asking, âWant me to let you get back to work?â Before heâd even finished his sentence, you were unzipping his jeans and scooting backward to tug them past his hips.
âFuck, I knew youâd be big,â You whined as you eyed the outline of his length within the confines of his boxers.
âIâll try not to let that go to my head,â He jested with a smirk.Â
âIâm sure it will anyway. Thatâs okay though, your confidence isnât misplaced, Eds.â When you finally pulled his boxers down, you practically had to bite down on your lip to stifle a moan at the sight. His cock twitched against his lower abdomen, precome almost dripping into the hair there. âEddie, shit. Gonna taste so good.â
The way his length jumped at the sound of your voice almost had you drooling. He held your hair back from your face, thumb rubbing over your cheek as your hand wrapped around his base. âSo fuckinâ dirty, gettinâ all desperate to suck my cock. Go on, baby, I wonât keep you waiting anymore.â
âI think Iâm the one whoâs sâposed to be saying that,â You hummed. Leaning forward, you let spit drip from your lip to the head, slowly stroking him.Â
âDonât sweat it, youâre worth holding out for.â His words already held a faint pant. As your tongue traced his length he tightened his grip on your hair. When your lips finally wrapped around him, his mouth fell open, a shaky breath escaping him as he hits the back of your throat. âShit, definitely worth it.â Eyes glazed, he watched how your cheeks hollowed around him, how your lashes fluttered as you kept your eyes down. âLook at me, sweet thing. Gimme those eyes.â Nervously doing as he asked, your gaze locked with his and he stifled a groan. âToo fuckinâ pretty.âÂ
His hand still sweetly held your hair back from your face as you let his cock slip from your spit-soaked lips, mouthing sloppy kisses along it until you reached his balls. Your tongue laved across one and his eyes rolled back, head falling against your pillows. âWhat the fuck,â He groaned incredulously. âYouâre fucking unreal. I have to be dreaming right now.â
âVivid dreamer,â You quipped lowly.
Smirk never leaving his face, he tugged lightly at your hair, drawing a small gasp from you. âWouldnât be the first time Iâve had this dream, sweetheart. Definitely never felt this good before, though.â
âGlad Iâm living up to your expectations, Munson.â Taking him back into your mouth, the musky taste of his precome coated your tongue. The moan he fought to hold back became a whimper as you lapped up every drop. Resisting the urge to gag, you bobbed your head further until your nose brushed the dark curls around his base. Your nails dragged lightly over the ink winding around his hipbone, making them jerk in response.Â
âYou have no idea,â A whine was beginning to leak into his tone. ââM already close, baby. Youâre sâfucking good. Such a good girl for me.â Hand cradling the back of your head, his hips rutted carefully to meet your movements. Nails digging into his hips encouragingly, you tried to keep your eyes on him as the rise and fall of his chest grew more rapid. âFuck, youâre gânna make me come.â You moaned eagerly, vibrations making his thighs tense.Â
Not wanting to pull your hair too hard, Eddie clutched your bedding instead. His other hand formed a fist which he bit down on, huffing out ragged breaths around it in an attempt to keep quiet. You could feel his cock twitch as his come filled your mouth and a tremor ran through his body as he watched you swallow all of it.
He was still panting as you crawled to his level, planting a far-too-sweet kiss on his lips and smiling. Shaking his head, he breathed, âToo fuckinâ good.â
âHappy to return the favor.â
âFuck favors.â His hand found a home in your hair again as he pulled you in for a heated kiss. His free hand lifted your shirt until you leaned back so he could tug it over your head. âI just want you. Are you alright with that?â You just looked into his eyes for a momentâ silently communicating something that you werenât sure either of you fully understoodâ before your lips met his again, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra. Calloused fingertips brushed down the sensitive skin of your neck and over your chest to your nipples. You shivered, goosebumps pebbling your skin as he teased them with the pads of his thumbs. Your mouth fell open against his and his teeth nipped your lower lip. Trailing a few kisses along your jaw, he murmured, âPretty baby.â
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps in the hallway followed by the bathroom door creaking made you both freeze. You glanced at your bedroom doorknob to ensure it was locked before you and Eddie both eyed the alarm clock on your nightstand. It was almost a quarter past three in the morning and Dustin would be getting up for school in less than four hours.
âThatâs my cue, isnât it?â He pouted.
âI think so,â You sighed. Lifting your hips, you allowed him to fix his boxers and jeans before he handed you your shirt. âWe can hang out again soon though, okay?â
âYeah,â He snorted, crawling out of your bed to search the other side of the room for his own shirt. ââHang outâ. âCause I do this with all my friends, yâknow?â
âIâm sorry, do you want me to say you can sneak in my window for head again?â
Laughing, he pulled his shirt over his head and slipped his shoes back on before walking back over to you. His hands cradled your jaw, tilting your head back so he could look into your eyes from where he stood between your legs. âMaybe I wanna give you head next time, hm? How âbout that?â
Body heating embarrassedly, you tried to look anywhere but his eyes. âIâll consider it.â
âMmm, good.â He pressed a long, slow kiss to your lips before hesitantly pulling back. âIâve got a lot to think about until the next time I see you.â
âIâll call you, okay?âÂ
Grinning, he swiped his thumb over your cheek one last time before he headed for your window. âIâll be waiting, Henderson.â He ducked back out the window and you peeked your head out after him. Throwing you a quick wink, he started to cut across the yard where he must have parked a few doors down, lighting a cigarette on his way. This was far from the last time Eddie Munson would make an escape from your window.
Letting out another sigh, you kicked off your pajama pants and climbed back into bed. After spending nearly an hour tossing and turning, your hand found its way between your legs, seeking relief so you could finally fall asleep.
Nearly four weeks later, you were watching TV in the living room when the boys came in after school. Dustin threw himself down on the couch with a loud groan while Lucas and Mike both sat down with much less dramatic frustration. âI just donât understand why they canât rehearse somewhere else, Hellfire uses the same room every week and theyâve already kicked us out once!â
âWell, it is the drama room and they are rehearsing for the school musical,â You reminded him, going to the kitchen. He grumbled something unintelligible in response as you poured glasses of water for all three boys. âYou guys could always have Hellfire here again. Gives Mom a reason to get out of the house and I donât mind having you guys as long as you donât totally trash the basement.â
There was a brief pause before he spoke again, cautiously. â...Will you make snacks ân stuff?â
Rolling your eyes, you ruffled his hair which made him swat at your hand as you answered. âI suppose I could do something like that. Iâm not making anything extravagant though. Let me know if there are any allergies I should know about.â
âShould someone call and ask Eddie?â Lucas piped up. âYou know how he can get. He probably wonât like not having his throne again.â
âEddie would probably have Hellfire here every week if he could,â Mike scoffed. After a none-too-subtle look from Lucas though, he glanced at Dustin, then you, and seemed to think better of it. ââCause of the uh- snacks, yâknow.â
âRight, anywaysââ Lucas took over, inconspicuously trying to guide the conversation back on track. âSomeone should probably call him and let him know so he can tell the rest of the guys.â
Over the course of the past month, Eddie had snuck in a grand total of three times, and between these secret smoke sessions you managed to squeeze in conversation at the weekly Hellfire meetings. You called him every now and then when no one else was home, but that was it. While you suspected heâd told Jeff and Gareth, you definitely didnât believe he would say anything to Lucas or Mike. Whatever suspicions they had, you just hoped they wouldnât share them with Dustin.
You raised an eyebrow at the two of them questioningly and, in almost perfect sync, they stood and said, âIâll do it!â You still had no idea how they got away with lying to their parents so often.
You suppressed a smile as you heard Iron Maidenâs âPhantom of the Operaâ slowly growing louder until Eddieâs van creaked to a halt in your driveway the next week. The music cut out, replaced by voices and doors slamming. He didnât even knock before he walked in, Jeff and Gareth in tow. Wearing a wide grin, his dimples were on full display as he leaned across the counter separating the front room from the kitchen. âHeard all this was your idea. You obsessed with me or somethinâ, Henderson?â
âExcuse me for trying to be a good big sister, Iâll let them kick you to the basement with newspaper and AV club next week.â
He opened his mouth to respond but got distracted when he caught sight of just how much food you made. It looked like you were hosting a potluck; there were three different crockpots plugged in, at least four covered pots on the stovetop, and countless bowls and foil-covered plates scattered across the countertops. âWoah.â
âDid you make all this?â Jeff asked as he stepped into the kitchen.
âYeah, I hope you didnât eat anything before you came. I may have gone a little overboard.âÂ
The three of them grabbed paper plates and Gareth chimed, âHow long were you cooking?â
âI donât know uhâ since around ten this morning? Itâs really not a big deal. Dustin was at school all day and Mom was at work and I had the day off anyway, figured I had nothing better to do.â You shrugged, turning to get a few glasses out of the cabinet for them. âYou can drink whatever outta the fridge. The boys are already downstairs digging in, of course.â
âThank you, you really didnât have to do so much. We wouldâve been thrilled for a couple bags of chips and a two-liter.â
âYeah, seriously. Thank you,â Jeff added, he and Gareth piling their plates high.
âItâs my pleasure, guys. Really.â
Eddieâs plate was still empty in his hand, waiting up for them to head to the basement so he could get a moment alone with you. The other two noticed, exchanging a knowing glance before making their way toward the basement door. âWeâll go ahead and start setting up.â
âThanks, Iâll be down in a sec,â Eddie nodded. When the door closed behind them, he set his plate back down on the counter. âTheyâre right, you really didnât have to do all this, sweetheart.â
âGave me something to do with my day,â You insisted. âYouâd better eat some or youâll hurt my feelings.â
âOh, donât worry, Iâm gonna eat. Youâll be lucky if there are leftovers.â He spared a glance at the basement door before his hands found the counter on either side of you, trapping you between his arms. âMaybe tonight I can come back for dessert?â
âI already made cookies and peach cream puffsââ
He interrupted you with a laugh, âCâmon, now youâre practically setting me up for it.â You shoved at his shoulder, fighting back another smile, and he leaned closer anyway. âHow about I just come back to thank you for all your hard work then?â
Tilting your chin up, you pressed a soft kiss to his lips and replied, âHow about you make your plate and eat your food first and Iâll think about it?â
âIâm already on it. Iâll get seconds, too. Iâll get fuckinâ thirds, babe, youâll see. The way to my heart is through my stomach.â
âSave the theatrics for the game downstairs, hm? Theyâre waiting on you.â
âYou in a hurry to get rid of me or something?â He asked, maybe two-thirds playfully.Â
âYouâre here for Dustin is all,â You shrugged, toying with a loose thread on his Hellfire tee. âHeâs expecting you down there and you know how he is, he wonât have any problem asking me questions about what takes us so long when we see each other.â
His thumb rubbed careful circles against your upper arm. âI really think youâre reading too much into it. Youâre his big sister looking out for him and Iâm the head of his school club, weâve got plenty of stuff to talk about. Dustinâs not gonna notice if we make conversation for a few minutes whenever we see each other.â His tone grew more joking as he added, âBesides, I seem to remember being owed a certain phone call that Iâve yet to receive.â
âItâs been a week. I canât sneak you in every night, alright?â
âYou would if you could though, right?â He smirked.
Shoving him away, you rolled your eyes. âAlright, Eddie the Banished is now officially banished from my kitchen. Get your food and go downstairs.â
His eyes narrow at you as he started making his plate. Between crunches, he spoke around a mouthful of chips. âYouâre a bully, you know that?âÂ
Grabbing a roll of paper towels, you tucked it under his arm for him to take down to the rest of the boys. âJust make sure you all clean up after yourselves and maybe Iâll let you come back over after Dustin goes to Mikeâs.â
âYou drive a hard bargain, babe.â He stole a quick kiss before making his way toward the basement door. âBut youâve got yourself a deal. Iâll try and keep the noise down.â
âNo, you wonât.â
âNo, I wonât.â
When he left about two and a half hours later, he only drove two blocks away, circling around long enough for the younger boys to have ridden their bikes away from the Henderson house. âI could get used to usinâ the front door,â He chimed as he strolled back in. âThink I pulled a muscle squeezing through your window last time.â
Having changed into an old Judas Priest tee and pajama shorts, you were sealing the last few containers of leftovers and putting them in the fridge. âUh oh, should I start looking for a new dealer?â
âSee, that? Mean. So mean.â
âHow about I let you go ahead to my room and light the joint sitting on my nightstand? Would I be less mean then?â
He frowned, taking a step in your direction instead. âAre you sure you donât want me to stay and help you clean up?â
âIâm already almost done, itâll just be a minute. Promise.â
âIf you say so,â He drawled as he headed down the hall to your room. The door creaked as it closed halfway behind him and he looked around your room yet again. He liked being in here, being surrounded by you. He hoped you wouldnât find it rude that he opened the drawer heâd seen you keep your incense in, lighting a stick and placing it in the holder. The radio was already turned down low when he turned it on, a cassette of Black Sabbath still inside. Then he cracked open the window, taking off his shoes and jacket afterward.Â
Holding the joint between his lips, he lit it and tossed the lighter on the bed before continuing to look around. A few necklaces were hooked over the corner of the mirror that hung on your wall. Mascara, rings, and a couple pairs of earrings were left out on your vanity. On your dresser, there was a framed picture of you and Dustin in the Hawkins middle school, your arm around his shoulders as he flaunted a science fair ribbon enthusiastically to the camera. Bottles of lotion and perfume sat beside it and he was obviously lacking a healthy level of self-restraint as he picked one up and popped the cap off to smell it.
He nearly jumped three feet in the air when you spoke up from behind him. âDid you wanna take a pair of panties too orâŚ?â
âWell, if the offerâs on the tableââ Still, he had on a sheepish expression as he turned to face you. âIâm sorry, that was probably totally weird of meââ
âMaybe itâs weird of me that I donât mind,â You shrugged as you took the joint from him and sat cross-legged on your bed. âThanks for getting everything ready in here. Obviously, I donât need to tell you to make yourself at home.âÂ
He sat down backward on the chair at your vanity, facing you though his head was tilted toward the floor. âI swear I wasnât likeâ actually snooping through anything. I just looked around the room.â
âEddie, you donât have to defend yourself. You were smelling perfume that was sitting out, itâs not like you were rifling through drawers. I told you you could be in here by yourself, I wouldnât have left anything out I wanted kept private. Besides, I trust you.â Leaning forward, you passed him the joint. âAnd you donât have to sit all the way over there.â
âYou really arenât upset at all?â He looked up at you through his lashes.
âWould you just get in the bed? The house is gonna be empty til at least 11:30 and weâve still got half a joint. I was thinking of possibly smoking a bowl too.â
Suppressing a smile, he settled into the bed beside you. âSo, does that mean I still get the panties?â
You replied by jabbing him in the side with your sock-covered foot, but his fingers wrapped around your ankle, pulling your leg across his lap. He traced patterns along the bare skin of your legs as he watched you smoke, occasionally squeezing at your calf or thigh. Feeling a little jittery as the quiet held out, he murmured, âI like your shirt.â
âThank you, Eds,â You hummed back.
Your little amused smile made his cheeks flush faintly. âWelcome.â
He was flooded with a wave of dĂŠjĂ vu as you crawled into his lap, cupping his jaw to exhale smoke into his mouth. âThis feels awful familiar.â
âWell, weâve got more time than usual.â One hand wandered the expanse of his chest through his shirt as the other placed the dwindling joint between his lips. âI was thinking maybe we could finally finish what we keep starting.â
âYou sure we arenât gonna get interrupted this time?â He asked jokingly.
âWeâve got plenty of time,â You reassured him with a small smile.
âGood.â He drew you closer, ââCause Iâm thinkinâ we donât need to go so fast tonight.â Your eyes fluttered closed at the first touch of his lips to your skin, the kisses he left growing sloppier as they moved farther down your neck. A small chill shook his shoulders as your fingers grazed the nape of his neck, caringly gathering his hair into a fluffy bundle and loosely tying it back. So fuckinâ precious. âThank you, sweetheart. You always think of everything, donât you?â
âI try.â
Hand cupping the back of your head, his lips molded to yours in a long, slow kiss. As he did, he urged you onto your back, fingers grazing your lips as he settled the joint between them. âThatâs enough of that. You donât have to think anymore tonight. I just wanna take you apart, okay? Make you feel good.â His fingers slipped beneath both your shorts and underwear, gently tugging them past your hips. âBeen thinkinâ about this for weeks.â The way he pushed your legs back toward your chest had you spread wide for him, your arms rising to cover your face bashfully. Warm hands eased back and forth along the backs of your thighs as he pressed kisses to the delicate skin at the creases of them. âFuck, you even smell good.â
Eddie actually moaned when he finally tasted you. His tongue soothed over your clit before delving inside you, hands grasping at any part of you he could touch. Meanwhile, your hands were weaving into his hair, further dishevelling his already-messy bun. âEds,â You breathed.
He briefly pulled back just enough to pant, âCan you take your shirt off? Please? Wanna see you.â
The second you lifted it over your head he was groping at the newly exposed skin, back to burying his face between your thighs. Looking up at you with those big, brown eyes, he zeroed in on your clit. You gasped, âOh my god, right there.â When he eased his middle finger inside you, curling it to prod at a sensitive spot, you were unable to stifle a squeal.
âIâm just hittinâ all the sweet spots, huh? Pussy was made for me, baby.â Your hand found his free one on the bed, fingers lacing with his as the other remained in his hair. âThatâs right, Iâve got you.â A second finger joined the first inside you, spreading you open. Devoting his effort to making you come, his mouth only ever broke away from you to coo the most knee-weakeningly dirty words. Things like, âWant you to come all over my fingers ânâ then Iâll stretch you out with my cock, okay? Know youâve been waitinâ for it.â
ââM almost there, Eddie, please. Need more.â Distress colored your tone, muscles tensing and un-tensing sporadically. His hand released yours, choosing to drag the pad of his thumb over your nipple instead. The careful pinch he gave afterward made your toes curl.
Feeling your walls squeeze around him, he fractionally sped up the movements of his hand, tongue still tormenting your clit. Quiet gasping moans overpowered the sound of the music as you clutched at the t-shirt covering his shoulders. âThatâs my girl, let it out. Iâm right here.â He waited until youâd relaxed to gently draw his fingers from youâ arms covering your eyes and forehead as you caught your breath, you didnât see him lick them clean. His palms were warm and slightly rough as they moved over your stomach and sides, âStill with me, sweet thing?â
âYeah, yeah âm here,â You sighed airily. âJust waiting for the stars in my vision to go away.â
âOh, you ainât seen nothinâ yet, babe.â His lips made a path up back up your stomach, sloppy kisses and gentle bites ravishing your skin. Instead, you urged him to kiss you before finding the hem of his Hellfire t-shirt to yank it off. Your nails scraped gently over the tattoos on his chest and he shivered, clutching your hips to his. The icy cold metal of his handcuff belt buckle met the heat between your legs, making you gasp into his mouth. You reached down, fumbling to undo the handcuff design. âEasy, baby, lemme do it.â
Standing from the bed, he took his time working his belt and jeans open, eyes slowly raking over you. His lips curved into a subtle smile making your stomach flip. The way Eddie looked at you sometimes was almost overwhelming. You could see the tip of his tongue poke out from the corner of his mouth as he pushed his pants and boxers down, immediately climbing back over you. âCondoms in the nightstand,â You mumbled against the demon head inked on his pec.Â
He reached over to open the drawer, chuckling at the pre-packed bowl in the corner and grabbing a condom. You surprised him by taking it from him, tearing it open, and pulling him down for another long, slow kiss as you rolled it on for him. Humming as you slowly pulled apart again, he said, âYouâre kinda fuckinâ adorable, you know that?â
âDonât be a dick,â You pouted against his lips.
âYou always think Iâm teasinâ you and Iâm not.â His nose brushed your cheek as he murmured, âJust think youâre the sweetest little thing. Let me appreciate you.â
You tucked your head into the crook of his neck a little bashfully. âWanna feel you, Eds.â
âIâve got you, honey, donât worry.â The first few inches already had you clenching around him as he pressed in. His fingers laced into your hair, gently tugging your head back enough for him to watch your face. âThere she is. Doinâ okay, pretty girl?â
âFeels so good,â You breathed out. Your voice sounded strained like your throat was tight. âSâbig, Eddie.â
âI know, but youâre takinâ me so good. Doinâ such a good job, baby.â He brushed your hair away from your face as he gazed down at you, his thumb stroking over your temple. âTell me if you wanna stop.â
Your nose brushed his when you shook your head no, nails digging into his shoulder blades. Eddie gripped your thigh, hitching it over his hip. Eyes closing, you didnât see the way he watched you as he pulled out nearly completely before pushing back in. He admired how your eyebrows furrowed a little, your lips parting with a reserved moan. You still werenât letting go.
He was gonna change that.
Forgoing the slow pace heâd been giving you to adjust, sudden quick thrusts of his hips had your eyes opening. You blinked up at him with glassy eyes. Thighs squeezing at his sides, you clung to him. Still supporting himself on one arm, the other snuck between your bodies to find your clit. The broken moan you let out made him smile. âSâthat what you needed to make some noise for me? Love hearing you, sweetheart.â He hissed as your nails dragged down his back, but that smile never left his face.
Heat licked up your legs starting from the soles of your feet, your stomach tightening as a second orgasm crept up on you. He could tell when you came again, feeling your walls spasm around him while pitchy whines you couldnât suppress escaped your throat. âShit,â He panted out. âFuck, you feel so fucking good. Cân I keep going?â
Nodding, you crossed your ankles behind his back, legs wrapping more comfortably around him and caging him in closer. âWanâ you to come, Eddie.â
âJesus, babe, wonât take long if you keep doinâ shit like that.â He kissed you, but your lips fell open against his as his cock ground deeper into you. âGod, this pussyâs fucking perfect, baby.â His grunts became pronounced groans as your hands tangled in his hair, hair tie barely hanging on. He gripped your thigh so tight you knew youâd look for fingerprints the next morning. You tugged his lower lip between your teeth and his hips jerked, burying himself as deep inside you as he could when he came.
Neither of you loosened your hold on the other for another minute or twoâ you just tucked your head into the crook of his neck and let your palms explore the expanse of his back while you both caught your breath. His weight was warm and grounding on top of you, calloused fingertips grazing back and forth along your side.
When you let your head fall back against the pillow you were met with Eddieâs big, warm eyes and soft smile. It was a little flustering, you could only meet his eyes through your lashes. âWhat?â
But he didnât answer. He just cradled your face in his hand and delicately molded his lips to yours. It was only after that that he finally pulled out, making your legs twitch around his waist before letting him up. He tied off the condom and threw it away and as he pulled on his boxers, he leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead. âWhy donât you go to the bathroom? Iâll get some water and get the bowl ready.â
âThank you, Eddie,â You hummed quietly in response.
âDonât need to thank me, sweet girl.â He handed you your shirt, watching you pull it on and head for the bathroom before he went to the kitchen.
Finding him back in your bed, bowl and lighter in hand, you didnât hesitate to crawl in with him. Your back against his chest, he offered it to you and lit it as you took a hit. His arm settled around your waist and your fingers loosely wrapped around it. He took a decent hit for himself and finally spoke again as he breathed out the smoke. âIs everything alright? Youâve been kinda quietâ I can go if you want.â
Your hold on his arm tightened slightly. âNo, not at all. Sorry, Iâm just kindaâŚâ Searching for the words, your thumb tapped impatiently on his skin and you nuzzled yourself further back into him.
âThatâs okay,â He reassured. âI think I get it. Take your time, baby, whatever you need.â You hit the bowl again, letting him hold it for you this time and resting your head against his chest afterward. Eddie looked down at you, your eyes closed as you sighed out smoke, and he was taken aback again by how open you were being with himâ how much you were trusting him with. Warmth filled his chest at the realization that you were letting him take care of you.
Over the next few minutes, your head seemed to clear a bit. Taking a drink of water, your eyes finally met Eddieâs again, giving each other a small smile.
âSo, Iâve got a proposal for you,â He began.
âIâm listening.â
He passed the bowl back to you, gaze following your movements as he spoke. âI wanna spend time with you. Not just sneaking in to fuck around or stealing a few minutes when we see each other at Hellfire, I mean really spend time with you. Let me take you out to dinner orâ or come watch a movie at my place or something.â His nerves rose as he kept talking, seeing your eyelids sink lower as you inhaled a lungful of smoke.
He fidgeted with the chain around his wrist until you breathed out a response. âOkay. Itâs a date.â
 His face split in a grin, âYeah?â
âYeah.â
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YOU MEAN NARAKU DOESNâT DO YOGA IN HIS UNDERWEAR IN THE ANIME?!?!
(But in all seriousness I love you thank you you da best).
Oooh! 1, 14, & 17!!!
HOP my lovely! Thank you thank you! 1: are there any fics that you wanted to leave multiple kudos for, and were disappointed when you could only leave one? YES. So so so so many. I will name two right now, because they both got updated today (so many more, this is a cheat)... âMocha Latteâ by KittyKatz and âDog Guardianâ by @alannada. I get over this a bit by using Spotlight Saturday for fics I love (usually ones that I donât think have gotten the attention they need), and I nominate for @feudalconnection awards. Inuyasha fandomis lucky there are multiple ways we can show off our fangirl energy!
#14: whatâs your favourite AU setting? Ohhh this is a tough one. I adore soulmate AUs. Like am addicted to them. But if a setting, I really like fairy tales, sci-fi, and modern!
#17: canon-compliant or canon, what canon? For characterizations, gimme canon (mostly)--Inuyasha in particular was a puppy, and seeing him treated differently than that hurts my heart. But there are exceptions to every rule. For instance, in âTell Me Iâm Crazyâ, @witchygirl99 did the most amazing (though completely OOC) Naraku, and he will forever be my favorite Naraku (exceeding canon by a lot)!
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