#eddie munson x m!reader

[emylonline]

Hi :)

I have a request for Eddie Munson x Male!Reader.

I would like some nice fluff, and here's the plot:

I was thinking about Eddie and Reader having date night and going out immediately after school.

Like, they eat lunch together first, then they go to Hellfire together and to end the day they end up in Eddie's room to listen to music and just cuddle and talk :)

No HC please - I know it's more work to write a story but I hope it won't be as bad with only one day to cover.

Thanks in advance, and please tell me if you need to know anything else <3

A Day In The Life

Eddie Munson x Male Reader

Hi! Thank you for the request and sorry for having taken too much time. This is my first time doing a request so I hope you like it.

Warnings: Nothing, just fluff

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“So, lunch together after?” Eddie asks quietly, not wanting to get teacher’s attention to us. “Uhm… Aren’t we always eating together?” I reply. “Yeah, but I mean like just the two of us” he says. “Oh, ok, I’m in”

Finally the bell rings and it’s time for lunch. I gather my things and hurry out the door with Eddie by my side. We directly go in the woods. There’s no need to advise the others Hellfire’s members, it isn’t the first time we separate from them for being alone together.

We get in the usual, and only, table and sit one across each other. I take out my lunch box and open it. I notice Eddie’s eyes looking at it the whole time. I sigh “You don’t have lunch” I say. He nods in respond. “Ugh, here. Take one of my sandwiches” I land him one. He smiles wide. “You’re lucky you’re handsome” I say “Not as handsome as you” he reply, noticing the little blush on my cheeks. It isn’t the first time he compliments me but every time he does he’s always able to make me fluttered. “And gently, kind, smart, cute, caring-” “Stop it” I quickly interrupted him. “But you’re cute when you’re flustered” he starts “With that cute all red cheeks of yours” he says, grabbing gently my cheek. I push his hands away, before cover my face with my hands. “Just eat your goddamn sandwich before I change my mind and take it back” I say, my voice muffled a bit due ti my hands covering my mouth. He giggles “And with all the adorable things you are you still have a salty mouth”. “I hate you” “I love you too (Y/N)”.

Lunch time ends. Well probably it ended hours ago but we stayed in the woods. Usually it isn’t my thing skipping classes but Eddie insisted on it. He wanted to adjust some things for tonight’s campaign and he insisted that I stayed on his laps while he did so. Ok, I didn’t complain much for it, but it still annoyed me little that I wasn’t in class.

So instead of lunch time is school what finish and now it’s time to go to Hellfire. Once the majority of the student have exited the building we enter it, going immediately in the Hellfire clubroom. We start preparing the table and the props around the room. After adjusting his throne, Eddie turn toward me “Now we just need to wait baby” he says, walking over to me. “Yep” I say, as he wrap his arm around my waist. I wrap mine around his neck as we kissed. It’s a sweet, gentle kiss. Every time we kissed I fail not to get butterflies in my stomach. Somehow he always make me fluttered in everything he does. Don’t know way that, probably his charm or the way he can be loud, hyperactive and gentle, patient when he knows I need it.

We stop kissing as we hear someone coughing slightly, like they are trying to get our attention. “When you two Romeos stop kissing maybe we can start the campaign” Mike says. We look at him without making a sound. Eddie smirk as I’m too embarrassed of getting caught. “Let’s get started” Eddie finally announces.

After a long campaign ended in one of Eddie’s boss killing everyone, we all get out of school. It’s already dark as we exit the building. We all say our goodbyes and everyone start going home, leaving me and Eddie alone. “So… Want a ride home?” he asks me, as we walk toward his van. “Are you kidding, my parents would kill me knowing I’m home this late” I reply. He giggle a little “Then what about going to my house?” he propone. “Only if you promise cuddles” I say. “Absolutely!” he says, opening the car’s door for me.

After a not so long ride filled with soft played metal music, we arrive at Eddie’s trailer. We get out of the van and I follow him in his room. Once he greeted his guitar and having put on more comforted clothes, he hands me one of his shirt and turn on the radio. I put on his shirt, taking mine off, as I take off my pants as well. We lay on his bed. My face buried in his chest and his hands wrapped around my waist. “I love this” he says “Like being in bed with you, listening to our favorite song in the dead of night… I would tread anything to stay like this forever” he adds, before kissing my forehead. “You’re so sweet to me Eds, I love you” I say, my voice muffled by his chest. “I love you too (Y/N), and I’ll always will” he says. This night neither of us will go too sleep, we’ll spend the time cuddling, trying to be always closer, as we whisper soft and loving notes that will get to the other’s ears along with the songs playing. I love it. I love this. And most of all, I love Eddie.

[piastrinorris]

I Want Your Video

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!Reader

Genre: smut

Tags: Stranger Things (series), 18+ (minors DNI), modern!au, unprotected sex (don't try this at home), oral (f receiving), fingering, heavy dirty talk, p in v, pulling out, overstimulation, mentions of anal, filming a sex tape, mentions of reader being cheated on

Summary: You had to make your ex pay for what he did, to you and his former fellow Hellfire party member. There's only one person that can truly help you with that.

Word count: 3.7k

A/N: Good news, gang! Turns out, I actually do remember how to write anything other than Busy Streets and Busy Lives!

Waving at Wayne as his car passes yours on his way out of the trailer park puts your mind at ease. That's one potential barrier out of the way. The other is whether or not your potential other party agrees to your little plan.

You didn't participate too much in your ex's Hellfire Club stuff because campaign time was campaign time only, and unless you were summoned to stand in for someone, you weren't a part of this story's main adventuring party. Nonetheless, you'd developed your own camaraderie with the group - especially the only regular female player. 

Which is why it was all the more heartbreaking to see the screenshots of your then-boyfriend's attempts to slide into her DMs. Watching him gaslight her into believing that she was misreading his messages as being flirtatious, despite them definitely being so, hurts enough. Your heart sinks to the floor when you see the photos he'd sent. You know pretty well what his own dick looks like and that's definitely what he sent her. Completely unsolicited. Judging by the timestamp and the sheets beneath him, he even took those while you were asleep next to him.

You needed to make him regret doing that for the rest of his pathetic little life. You needed to hit him where it would hurt most.

And so, you knock three times on Eddie Munson's door. He greets you warmly, but there's an air of sympathy to him. "Hey. Um, I just want you to know, right off the bat, that shitbag's never, ever setting foot near the table again. Next session, his character's getting killed off in the most humiliating way I can come up with, and I totally get if you don't want to, but we'd need a full-time stand-in -"

"I didn't come here to talk D&D, Eddie," you cut him off, and his brow furrows.

"Well, if it's emotional support you're after, then I'm sorry, sweetheart, I'm not of any use there."

"Not that, either," you shake your head. "I - I don't want anything to do with that asswipe ever again, but I still wanna make him pay." You start pacing the expanse across Eddie's living space. "I mean, sure, I dumped his ass, but he'll feel no remorse from that, he didn't care enough about me to stay loyal. I need to really stick a dent in his pride. I need it to come from someone he really admires." You look at Eddie hopefully.

He shrugs, "Sure, I'll teach that bastard a lesson. What do you have in mind?"

You take a deep breath in. "Well, if he's going to send dick pics without remorse… I was thinking… You and I go one better and send him a - a video. If that's okay with you."

Eddie feels as though all his Christmases have come at once. He'd always found it tough tearing his eyes away from you with your boyfriend mere feet away. He wanted to sucker-punch the sense back into him when he'd learned what your ex had done. But this? So much better.

Rubbing his jaw, Eddie nods. "Uh, yeah. Yeah, we can do that." He gestures for you to follow him to his room, which you do. "My phone, or yours?"

You contemplate, "Yours. It'll sting more coming from you."

Eddie nods, setting his phone on a surface close to the bed and setting up the right angle. "So, clothes already off, clothes on? Anything definitely off the table, or on it?"

"Clothes off, I want it to pack a punch the moment he hits play," you direct, and Eddie nods, throwing his shirt off. You knew there was more ink beyond his forearms, you'd seen little peekaboo moments of the artwork adorning his body, but seeing them all out in the open, as though he's an open sketchbook,  captivates you. He's obviously watching you stare at each one as he smugly swivels himself around to show you all of them at all angles. You continue, "Um, how do you feel about… Not wearing - I promise, the video will stop before any completion happens, I'm not here to get knocked up or anything," you quickly explain, to Eddie's amusement.

"Yeah, I'll fuck you raw." Something about the way he casually purrs that as a smirk tugs at the left corner of his lips sends a buzz through your nervous system that settles at your core. "Anything else?"

"Um… He never really liked… Going dow-"

"Oh my god, of course he didn't," Eddie interrupts. "But he'd have you -?" You nod. "Disgraceful."

"And even though I would always ask him to, he wouldn’t talk dirty to me. So maybe if he saw that in action?"

"Oh, fuck yes, doll, you are speaking my language," Eddie grins. "We talking praise, degrading, narration? How rough do you want me?"

"Honestly, go nuts. I'm all good for all of it. In terms of the talk… I'm good with any as long as it's not humiliating me, but the more possessive, the better." 

"Hmmm, you better get those clothes off and that camera started, baby, or else I might get ahead of myself." Eddie shuffles out of his jeans and palms himself over his boxers as he watches you strip to your underwear with great intent. 

You both silently agree to strip down your last layer at the same time, getting all of the awkwardness out of the way. You're in awe of his cock, stood of its own accord even before he starts stroking himself at the sight of you. You chew your lower lip as you watch in fascination and he grins, "You gonna at least hit record before I end up coming all over my hand?"

You hop onto Eddie's bed, feet swinging above the floor as you ask, "Where do you want me, Mr Director?"

Eddie glances over at his phone screen, smirks, and taps it before striding over to you, pulling you into position by your legs, and throwing one over his shoulder. Pushing the other one out, you realise to get a good angle of it for the camera, he sweeps his hair to one side and makes quick work of snaking his tongue inside of you. 

Your fingers card through his hair and grip tightly, and he hums with approval against your core as his nose nuzzles at your clit. "Is that good, baby?" he purrs between licks, and you nod. He surfaces, shaking his head. "Use your words, sweet thing."

You swallow hard. "Y-yeah, so good."

"Mmm, that's my good girl, doing as she's told, c'mere," he grips your thighs tightly as he laps back and forth at your clit. You sit yourself up at an angle to watch him yourself, the way he looks so lustfully as he goes to town on you. He blindly holds his hand up to you, wiggling two fingers specifically, and you take his wrist to aim them into your mouth. He moans as you suckle and lick his fingers, "Oh, fuck yeah, such an obedient little slut. Taste so good, and so good with your mouth, fuck, I can't wait to wear you around my fucking cock."

You whine, "Please?"

He chuckles, "Patience, sweetheart. I've a feeling you need to get stretched out before you can take me."

"You're so big," you moan wistfully as you fall back onto your elbows, and you feel Eddie's toothy grin press against you as he angles himself enough to slide two long fingers inside of you. He wraps his lips around your clit and sucks as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. Your hand grips his hair tighter and he moans delightfully around you. "Fuck, Eddie, feel so good, I can't - I need to -"

Eddie resurfaces to rest his head against your thigh, gently sinking his fingers into you and stretching them apart before pulling them out to do the same thing over and over again. "So soon, baby?" he croons. "Getting your sweet little cunt eaten gets you this fired up?" You nod, and while Eddie wants to scold you again for not speaking, he's enamoured by the face you make when you're turned on. Eyes half-lidded, lips shiny and just-parted, chest heaving. He hasn't even played with your tits, yet. Fuck, he's barely gotten started with you and you're already a mess under his hand. 

"Please?" is all you can think to say as his fingers curl inside you, making you mewl out loudly.

"Fussy girl wants to come already?" he asks in that crooning voice again, and you nod. Eddie pulls away from you entirely, grinning at your despair, and gets up to straddle you from behind, pressing an oddly gentle kiss to your forehead as he does so. Once he's sat with his legs draped either side of you and his chest flush against your back, he takes one of your breasts into his hand to massage it as the other hand reaches down to rub fast, deliberate circles against your clit. His lips press kisses all along your throat as you cry out for him. His voice is low, breathy, but still loud enough to be recorded as he asks, "Fuck, yes, who do you belong to, huh?"

"You, Eddie," you moan, turning your head to try and face him as you say it, feeling your orgasm start to build faster than you've ever been able to muster yourself.

"Mmm, and who does this pussy belong to?" he asks before sucking a big, dark bruise onto the base of your neck. He feels your neck start to crane again and hums an uh-uh against your skin, pulling his head up to purr into your ear, "Don't tell me, baby." He pulls his hand away from teasing at your nipples to squeeze your cheeks between his thumb and fingers, pushing your face around until you're facing his phone. "Tell him."

You look down the camera lens, moaning as Eddie sucks on your earlobe, the hand on your face now sliding down to wrap around your throat as the fingers on your clit work it faster. "It's all - shit, my pussy's all yours, Eddie. No- Nobody else makes it feel - this good, not even me, please," you falter into a plea at the end as you feel the crescendo looming.

"Damn right she belongs to me, and she wants me so bad, doesn't she?" His hand leaves your clit momentarily to dip down and coat his fingers in your thick juices. When he brings them up to your lips, the hand that had been so gently pushing against the pressure points in your throat falls to resume working your clit as you once again suck on his fingers. "Look at her, she's crying out for me, so desperate for it, can't wait to - to squeeze herself all over my thick cock as I fuck you the way you deserve, right? The way I've wanted to since I first saw you?" You make a small noise of intrigue around his fingers and Eddie chuckles, "That's right, sweetheart, but that's not why we're here, is it? We're here so you can come for me without me even needing to be inside you, aren't we? You're gonna show him what you really look like when you're satisfied, aren’t you?"

Still looking at Eddie's phone, your walls clench over absolutely nothing as your climax finally washes over you. Eddie continues to kiss and suck across your neck as he slows his attack on your clit and pushes the fingers in your mouth gently in and out as they muffle your moans.

"Fuck, yes, baby," he groans into your ear, "that was incredible."

Pulling down on his wrists until his fingers leave your mouth with a satisfying pop that you really hope the mic picked up, you lean back against Eddie and reach up to play with his hair. "Wanna watch me suck you off, now?" You ask with a coy grin.

Eddie bites his lip, "Any other time, absolutely. But right now, I need you sat on my dick and facing me so I can watch that pretty little face of yours as I make you cum over and over again. Why should he get all the fun of seeing that, huh?"

You squirm as you move yourself around to straddle him, pressing your forehead to his and mumbling, "You really ought to keep the dirty talk more believable, you know."

He frowns as his arms slide up and down your sides, cradling you, "You doubt my talents, sweetheart? You wound me."

"It takes an awful lot for me to get there, usually," you admit quietly, "even once."

"And look at you now," he smirks at the same volume. "Ready for me?" he asks as he reaches between you both to angle his cock away from where it rests against his torso. You nod eagerly, hovering up onto your knees and moving with him. Slightly louder, he grins, "I didn't hear you, ba- oh my fuck," he groans out as you sink down onto him without warning. "Oh, fussy girl can't wait, huh? God, you're fucking loving this dick, arent you, baby, huh?" he croons as he watches your face contort with pleasure as you lower yourself further and further until you're sat with him fully inside you.

With his arms wrapped tightly around you, and your hands on his shoulders to keep you in place, he leans in to kiss you openly, his tongue instantly seeking yours. You grind yourself against him while he's buried in you, moaning into the kiss at the feeling. "Fu-uuuck, Eddie," you moan. "Tell - tell me more - first time you saw -"

"Mmm, the first time I saw you?" he asks, reaching down between you again to rub your clit in gentle circles. "You walked in with him. Wearing a cute little dress, but you had a shirt on under it so I missed out on these," he gropes at your breasts. "Hmm, but fuck, I wanted you to stay. Wanted that cute little mouth sucking me off while he played just across the table. Wanted to feel that cute little ass of yours as I bent you over the table and fucking railed you."

You whine, "You wou- you'd fuck my ass?"

Eddie lets out his loudest moan yet, bucking up further into you. "Fuck, I didn't mean that, but if you'd let me, baby, any day of the fucking week. But I gotta take care of my pussy first, don't I? She's being so good to me," he purrs as he fucks you deeper. "I think - we've put on enough of a show, don't you?" he asks as he blindly reaches for his phone, angling it at both of your faces. "I don't think he deserves to watch you come over my dick. Say goodbye, sweetheart."

You look at the camera, smile coyly and turn to Eddie to lean in and bite his lower lip, both of you chorusing low chuckles to each other as he cranes his phone around to hit the stop button.

Reality crashes down on you as you realise it's all over now. That video was the reason you showed up. That was what he agreed to do. He notices your hesitation as he throws his phone aside and quickly swings you both around so that you now lay beneath him. You'd been so focused on making a good sex tape, you had barely paid attention to Eddie himself until now. Eyes blown black, his hair and his guitar pick chain dangling between the two of you, a light sheen of sweat showing against his dark ink. But by far the hottest thing of all about him was the sheer, primal hunger in his gaze.

"I hope you didn't think we were done yet, princess," he coos. "Now I get to really focus on you."

Not letting his gaze leave yours, he aims his cock inside of you once again, taking your hands in his and interlocking your fingers before fucking into you deeply.

Your back arches as he fills you, and you moan his name, to his delight. Before long, you're begging and whining again, your fingers clenching tighter against his. "Gonna come for me, baby? Fuck, tell me again, who owns you?"

"You - you do, Eddie," you moan, your hips squirming beneath him.

"Damn right, I do. Just like I said, I'll make you come over and over again. Do it, baby, come for me."

That euphoric feeling returns, but tenfold as you feel yourself tighten around his member. He slides it in and out of you gently as you work through your climax, but it's short lived as he climbs further onto the bed to line himself up with your chest, wrapping a wide, rough hand around his cock as he pumps it, sending warm spurts of thick cum flying against your breasts as he throws his head back and moans gutturally.

Looking down at yourself, then back up at him, you ask, exhausted, "G'me y'r phone, please."

He slowly hands it to you, confused, and you get up to kneel on the bed right in front of him, taking one of his hands and holding it up to your throat until he gets the hint to hold onto it himself, and then doing the same for the other arm, guiding it between your legs.

You swipe onto his camera, flip it to the front one, and set the phone down so that it only starts showing from your nose downwards, making sure that the bruises on your neck, and the cum on your chest aren't obscured. Setting a timer, you smile slyly as one photo takes. You take another with you biting your lip, and Eddie gets in on making sure you take one where he's kissing your neck amongst the hickey.

But Eddie lets go of your throat for a moment to switch the camera back to video mode, mutter in your ear, "You keep this right here, 'kay, baby?" and hit record right as the hand between your legs once again starts rubbing your clit with a lot more fervor than before.

Just as the timer starts recording, Eddie's grip around your throat tightens and you cry out silently, just about managing to squeak out a, "S-so - sensi- so much."

"I know it's sensitive, baby, that just means it'll be quick," Eddie promises, keeping his lips close to your ear, still in shot of the camera. "But I promised you, didn't I?" He drags two fingers across your drenched thighs, "After you already came for me, I promised it would happen again," he wipes one finger against your lower lip, "and again," he adds as he wipes the other there, too.

You groan, "Fuck, don't know - 'f I c'n take-"

Eddie shushes you, "Of course you can, baby. Your pussy's mine now, remember? And I already know her so well. Fuck, I can't wait to give you so much more. Did you mean it, sweetheart, when you asked me to fuck you in the ass someday?" You nod desperately, whining and keening against his touches. "Good, because I most certainly plan on having a lot of fun with my new cocksleeve. Have you be my new favourite after-gig tradition, where I get to go offstage and fill all your holes." You squirm against him, grinding your bare ass against him. "Mmm, afraid I'm not quite the free-use fucktoy you are, doll, that's not gonna work on me just yet," he drawls.

"Ple-ease, need to  need, fuck -"

"What's that, baby? You need to come again? Oh, but I thought it was so hard to get you there. Remember that when I send you this video and you watch it back, okay, sweetheart? Remember who makes you feel this good. Remember who fucking owns you."

"'s you, Eddie, fuck, I'm -" you scream out in ecstasy as a third orgasm travels entirely across your nervous system, filling your entire body with a high like you've never experienced before. With a grin, Eddie leans over to once again stop his recording and gently lay you down onto his bed. 

"Stay right here, okay, doll? Gonna get you all cleaned up."

You nod, mumbling, "Don't think - I can go anywhere else anyway."

Eddie chuckles under his breath, moving to kiss your forehead and then your lips before making his way to the bathroom.

He returns moments later with several warm, damp washcloths and fresh towels, and takes great care in mopping up your thighs and your chest, in major contrast from the Eddie you'd just experienced.

Once you're clean, he lays himself to curl up next to you on the bed and pull you in to spoon him, pulling his pillows down to where the two of you lay in the centre of the bed so he could place one under your head. You hum in happiness as he presses kisses to your shoulder. "You were fucking amazing, back there, sweetheart. A goddamn natural."

"Having such a good co-star certainly helped," you smirk back. 

"An', y'know. I don't want to put any pressure on you, 'cause what you're going through is a whole thing, but you know most of that was just talk for the camera, and that I see you as way more than a fucktoy, right?"

You pout, "So I'm not gonna be?"

He chuckles, kissing between your shoulder blades. "I didn't say that, did I? Just that… This is casual, and awesome, but I don't want you to think that I only did this to have sex. I did it to have it with you. And I'm down to be… Friends with benefits, fuck buddies, a rebound, whatever it is you need. 'Kay?"

You squeeze his arm around you a little tighter in thanks. You know you're certainly not ready for any kind of relationship again just yet. But who's to say that you can't have fun in the meantime? Maybe this goes further. Maybe it doesn't. All you know is, as you watch with glee as you watch Eddie send the first video to your ex, and then set his favourite of the photos you took as his home screen, you definitely made the right choice tonight.

[munsonsprincess11111]

She's proud.

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: short but sweet Wayne watching you and Eddie over the years. The upside down doesn't exist in this.

1983-

Eddie invited a girl he liked to his house to hang out. Wayne walked past his nephews room and peeked in checking nothing was going on. Wayne was met with his nephew and the girl who's name he didn't know sat awkwardly in the edge of Eddie's bed. He chuckled to himself and went to the bathroom.

1984-

Wayne was walking to the bathroom and saw Eddie's door open so he peeked in knowing you was over making sure you was both OK. You were Eddie's girlfriend and had been over a lot. Before he could speak he saw you laying on your side asleep and Eddie laying practically on top of you also asleep. He smiled and went to the bathroom.

1985-

Wayne heard a racket coming from Eddie's room, so he decided to go see what it was. You had graduated. Eddie had not. Yet you two were still together. When Wayne opened eddies door, he was met with you and Eddie Pillow fighting. You stood on his bed. Eddie stood next to the bed. Eddie dived taking you down to the bed, and he kissed you. Wayne closed the door and laughed, going back to the living room.

1986-

Wayne looked into his nephews room and saw the boxes piled as you both were taking them out to Eddie's van. You and Eddie found an apartment to rent off of a friend of Wayne's and took it immediately. Wayne smiled to himself looking to where Eddie's bed used to be to see you and Eddie stood your arms wrapped around one and other. Eddie looked at Wayne and smiled before you let eachother go and continued moving boxes.

1987-

Wayne was helping you, and Eddie at your apartment as you'd just got married and as there wasn't many people you had the after party there. He was helping throw trash away as you were just married. Eddie came walking out of the bathroom in his boxers and tee shirt before starting to help Wayne tidy.

Moments later you joined them on the cleaning mission. Not only were you wearing your matching wedding band with Eddie but also his tee shirt and his guitar pick necklace. Wayne glanced between the both of you as you looked at eachother with lovesick smiles as Eddie kisses you. You scrunch your face and mumble something to which Eddie pretends to be hurt by grabbing his chest.

You lean over and kiss him as he smiles finishing tidying up.

1988-

Wayne walks into your apartment seeing you stood in the kitchen and Eddie in the living room. He walks into the living room and sees Eddie standing bouncing his 5 day old daughter. "You did it." Wayne says, sitting on the couch. Eddie looks at his uncle, confused then to you as you enter the living room with a shrug.

You sit on the couch aswell also looking at Wayne confused. "When Eddie was around 11 he told me he never wanted a girlfriend let alone a wife and kids. When he met you he wanted that and more. Here he is stood bouncing you twos baby in your apartment married to you." Wayne says leaning back.

Eddie remembers the conversation between him and Wayne and smiles glancing down at his daughter. "And its like you said to me you say that now but you'll meet someone who will change that. Hate to say it but I suppose you was right." Eddie says eith an eye roll.

"You admitting to being wrong will always be funny to me you child." You say handing Wayne his coffee. Eddie passes you your daughter and sits next to you wrapping an arm around your shoulders. Wayne looks at the two of you and smiles again.

Both looking at your daughter. Both wearing wedding rings. Eddie glancing at you and smiling and occasionally kissing your head. Wayne thinks back to when you was both sat awkwardly on Eddie's bed.

"You know y/n when you left after the first time you came to the trailer Eddie wouldn't stop rambling about how embarrassed he was because held your hand and his hand was all sweaty and he thought he'd never see you again." Wayne says with a smirk looking Eddie dead in the eyes as his jaw goes slack.

"I hate you so much. I told you that in secret. Can't believe my own uncle would betray me like that." Eddie says mouth still agape starring at wayne.

"Your telling me out of everything I already know about you that embarrasses you. Eddie were married for fucks sake and that embarrasses you not that fact you decided it was a good time to take a dump while I was showering that." You say starring at your husband.

"Number one, we had just started talking n I had this big crush on you I thought I'd messed up so yes Mt teenager acts embarrass me. Number two why are you both spilling my secrets fuck me." HE says throwing his head back. You giggle and kiss his jaw.

Wayne smiles looking at the two of you seeing how Eddie's grown. How you've grown together. He's never been prouder.

Hours later you had gone to you and Eddie's bedroom to feed your daughter. Eddie seeing Wayne out. "By the way Ed?" Wayne says before he leaves ans Eddie glances up at him. "Your mother is so proud of you right now." HE says smiling at Eddie.

Eddie smiles at wayne and Nods. "You think?" He says raising his eyebrows.

"I know." Wayne says before leaving.

Eddie walks to your bedroom to see your daughter feeding of you and you glance at him. "He's right." You say. "HUH?" Eddie says confused.

"Your mom is so fucking proud of you." You says quietly. Eddie crawls next to you and kisses you. "I love you so fucking much." Eddie says putting his forehead on yours.

"I love you so fucking much too." You says kissing him again. Eddie looks at his daughter and rests his head on your shoulder.

This was all Eddie needed right here. His daughter and his wife. What he never thought could happen to him did. Nothing could ruin him. Not the bully's from Hawkins High, not his dad, not what people think of him. The only people who matter are sat on his bed with him. He kisses you again taking you by surprise this time and you smile at eachother.

You were Mr, Mrs and mini munson.

And Wayne ofcourse

<3.

[stormyelliotwritez]

hehehehheehehehehehehehe yes

FRUITY FOUR WITH FTM!READER S/O’s

I love this so so much and I’m so obsessed with these

Steve with a ftm!s/o

He has no idea what you’re talking about at the start

After talking to Eddie and looking up some stuff, he goes full on mama bear like he finds safe ways for you to bind and he pulls you out of situations that make you dysphoric

He gives you his clothes and not just ones he doesn’t want. This man gives you full access to his wardrobe and he doesn’t even get annoyed when you steal stuff for ages

He spreads rumors about people who are transphobic to you and makes them stop and he acts clueless when you bring it up

He makes sure to affirm you all the time by calling you male oriented pet names like handsome and pretty boy

He’s such a sweet boyfriend and he’ll cook dinner when you’re feeling down and let you stay over whenever you want

He makes an effort to not stare at your boobs when you’re having a non-binding day though sometimes he does but he assures you that you’re a guy in his eyes

He’s very touchy and he’s always attached to you and whispering sweet nothings in your ear that normally involve stuff like you’re such a strong man and you’re the hottest guy I know

Nancy with a ftm!s/o

She doesn’t even notice at first and when you bring it up, she nods and then keeps working on whatever she was working on

After you go home, she does a whole bunch of research or at least as much as you can do in the 80’s and writes down how she can be most helpful

She gets Jonathan to help her find you guy clothes and she gives them to you and said that she was just thinking of you as if she wasn’t obsessing over helping you for ages

She gets so worked up over helping you but won’t show it

She’s good at comforting when people make you feel like an outcast (coz of the whole slut era)

She calls you your preferred name like all the time and doesn’t use pet names much

She invites the guys over to hang out a bunch because she wants you to feel comfortable as a guy and she tells Mike he can go to you for guy problems

Robin with a ftm!platonic s/o

Shes always near you and she deathstares people who think either of you are weird

She rambles a lot about how cool of a guy you are and how you’re an even cooler guy than Steve sometimes which is saying something

She didn’t even blink when you told her and then she was immediately like I’m a lesbian and I thought you were a hot girl and now you’re a cool guy and she rambles for a bit

She helps you cut your hair if you hadn’t already because she cuts her own and so she knows what she’s doing

She steals your clothes like all the time and gives you her mascish ones to borrow

She wants to introduce you to the guys now that you know you’re a guy and she loves seeing how happy you get

She rambles when you feel dysphoric and bleh so that you can take your mind off it

Eddie with a ftm!s/o

He blinks twice like a cat when you tell him and then immediately starts calling you a guy and his boyfriend if you’re already dating

He lets you borrow his clothes and especially his vest and he takes you shopping

He gets you to play dnd and he makes you the most masculine character ever like muscles and he’s a rogue or something

He invites you to his gigs and says sappy shit like this song is dedicated to my handsome fucking boyfriend

He’s so so so touchy and reaffirms like all of you. he’ll say stuff like your jaw is so so masculine and you have such strong shoulders and hands bigger than his and hes so touchy and runs his hands all over you

He rants at people whenever they act shitty towards you and makes sure all the attention is on him

He’s such a good boyfriend and he doesn’t always understand why you feel dysphoric and bleh coz he thinks you’re the hottest guy alive but he tries his hardest to understand for you

[moonyswritinq]

If you're still taking request and if it's okay could you do smth small ( the format you're more comfortable/in the mood for ) for a male reader in a queerplatonic relationship with Eddie ? Love your writing and thank you !

eddie munson in a queer platonic relationship

❝ HEY, HANDSOME ❞

SYNOPSIS ➢ Headcanons for Eddie Munson in a queer platonic relationship with you.

PAIRING ➢ eddie munson x male reader

CONTENT WARNING ➢ swearing, fluff, mentions of weed and alcohol

WORD COUNT ➢ 1.1 k

AUTHORS NOTE ➢ thank you so much for the compliment and for the request, i hope i made it justice! this is written with a male reader in mind, but it can be imagined as gender neutral, as well.

MASTERLIST

You and Eddie first met in class in high school, bumping into each other.

You had noticed him before, with his eccentric persona and unique style of clothing, but had never dared approach him until now. He immediately recognised you, as you stood out from the rest of your peers with a queerness equal to his.

The two of you got to talking and quickly realised you got on well together. You could match his level of quirkiness, retorting quickly with wit and cleverness.

When you went your separate ways, Eddie couldn’t stop thinking about you. He realised he needed to get to know you better.

And so your friendship began, similar to of the falling headfirst into a deep pit without being able to get back out.

You were immediately close to each other, and there was no turning back.

It’s no secret Eddie sucks at the subjects in school and that his grades are all very low, so he’d often beg for your help and tutoring with those puppy eyes of his. You stood no chance of denying him.

Eddie’s an open person and would allow you into all parts of himself — just sort of dumping all of him onto you.

He introduced you to all of his interests at once; his favourite artists and songs; the wonder of D&D roleplaying;  him and his bandmates’ band; even teaching you a few things on his guitar.

If you play D&D, you’d sit right next to him at every session, even helping with some campaigns. He loves playing with you. If you don’t play, he’d insist to have you there, still, just to be near you. And if you played any instruments, he’d want you to join his band.

In turn, he will listen to you talking about all your interests with equal enthusiasm, and wanting to be shown all of them.

Eddie will try to remember everything you tell about yourself, storing the information to be able to surprise you with it later. Although his memory would fail him sometimes, the effort was still endearing to you.

The two of you didn’t really define you relationship, making it into something that was not quite romantic but still not strictly friend-like. You enjoyed each other’s company and were happy to leave it at that.

He likes to keep you especially close, just having some sort of physical contact at all possible times. He’s touch deprived, aright?

In public, Eddie will mostly settle for just an arm around you or to lean against you. In private, though, he is much more demanding; wanting to hold your hand, interlock your fingers, almost to the point of cuddling, and tracing his fingers across any tattoos you might have.

When he’s under some sort of influence this is increased tenfold and he would just dump his whole body on you like a weighted blanket, the weight of him a bit suffocating but also comforting.

If he’s too revved up to stay still beside you, he would play-punch you, hopping on light feet, and which would eventually lead to a play-fight. Who’d win depended on how irritated you’d be with him, and if you’d let him win or not.

Eddie likes to argument about things, but in a banter-kind-of-way. Whether it be music, which he’s especially passionate about, or the best ways to get high or drunk. You’d call each other things like fucker, prick, idiot, and twat, but in an endearing way.

He’s a cheeky motherfucker — and he knows you love it though.

Eddie’s favourite thing to spend time with you is to put on some of his favourite music and sing along to it, having a karaoke party all by your own; or to spend a day out, either walking around the woods or driving around in his van; or to get high and just laugh at stupid shit together.

Let’s be honest, everything he does with you is Eddie’s favourite thing. He’s happy to spend any time with you, no matter what you do together.

Eddie would always drag you to his concerts (if you weren’t already part of the band) and you loved to see him perform.

You’d often help with getting him ready, both with preparing his equipment and his outfits.

You introduced him to eyeliner and he’s been obsessed with it ever since. He always gets you to do it for him, straddling his hips to gingerly hold his face as you applied the makeup. He loves the intimacy and how beautiful you make him look.

Your conversations are always interesting, ranging from the silliest things, such as how melons are considered berries, to the important and big things in life, like future plans. Sometimes you’re just quipping back and forth petty retorts, sarcastic and witty with your banter. You’re always entertained in each other’s company.

With how much time the two of you spend together and how you clung to each other, people would often assume you were a couple. You’d just deny them, saying you two are friends, which the rest of your friends rightfully doubted. Or, if they seemed to be having a problem with it, Eddie and you would fuck with them and be even more affectionate with each other.

It didn’t help people’s assumptions either that Eddie loved nicknames. He’d go around addressing you with hot stuff, handsome, good looking, and his favourite, pretty boy.

He’d be in the middle of a band practice, pausing to call to you:

“Hey, handsome, would you kindly turn the speaker up? Can’t even hear my guitar over the drums.”

You’d just nod and comply without a second thought, while the other bandmates stared at the two of you.

“What?” Eddie asked.

“You just called y/n handsome. Is anything going on between you?”

“No? I just stated a fact. Don’t you consider him good looking?”

“Didn’t say that.”

“Yeah? Then there you have it.”

“Stop bullying them, Eddie.”

“What’d you say, hot stuff?”

He’s a prick, and he knows it, by the cheeky grin he always sent you. He loved fucking with people like that, and implying things that weren’t happening, almost like it was a hobby of his. You admired the commitment though.

Sometimes you’d retort with your own flirty nicknames, turning the conversation into a competition of who could out-flirt the other.

At the end of the day, Eddie is glad to have you in his life, always looking forward to the next time you’d see each other.

And he’d often want to go to sleep with you beside him, cuddling or not. Just your mere presence calmed him and allowed him to sleep peacefully without the help of weed or alcohol.

All in all, you are happy in each other’s company and had a deep connection, something that extended the normal restrictions of friendships and relationships. It doesn’t matter what you labeled it as, as long as Eddie and you were happy.

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Fic Author Self Rec Game

When you get this, make a post with your favorite five fics you've written, then pass it on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love!

Thank you @jo-harrington for the tag. I'm so sorry I didn't get to it sooner!

Tagging: @leighsartworks216, @kittttycakes, @can-of-pringles, @16boyfriends-and-me and @a-libra-writes

I'm really curious at what you guys pick! (Also if you have any original stuff you want to share, now is the time!)

In no particular order:

I Want it All : Astarion x Evie (Ace!Tav), Angst, Asexual Guilt, Happy Ending

A surprise to literally nobody who has followed me in the past year. I think this is some of my strongest work as well as my first dive into writing an explicitly asexual character. (You can probably read a lot into some of my other works, but that's neither here nor there). I still get comments on this one and it makes me happy to see it's at least made some impact on the fandom.

Welcome to Hellfire: Eddie Munson x Lucy Henderson (OC), Fluff, Awkwardness, First Meetings

I really need to get back to writing these two, specifically Lucy's first session, especially now that I've played a lot more D&D. Getting back to the fic at hand, I think I did a good job allow Eddie to still be kind of a dick while not making Lucy look like an idiot for accepting to still play with him. He's a deceptively hard character to balance and I think it's a solid introduction to Lucy as a character.

Shaking Hands: Hawkeye Pierce x Elizabeth "Doc" O'Neil (OC), Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Canon Typical Violence

Another couple of character I need to get back to writing. While "What's Up Doc: Part 1" would be the better entry to start with these two, I still haven't actually finished it and I feels wrong to recommend something that hasn't been touched in literal years. I've changed a lot as a writer and will likely go back to touch it up. This though feels more complete. I also think I captured Hawkeye's voice particularly well in his rant towards the end. I'd still want to expand this to pace it out to a full episode, but I'm happy with how it stands now.

More Than Sufficient: Thrawn x Captain!Reader, Canon Typical Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Pining

Admittedly most of my earlier writing I low key cringe at, but this has held up well. It gave me an excuse to write more formal dialogue which is a rarity. I like the challenge of restraint and relying more of subtext. One of these days my obession will be stoked again. In the meantime, of all my Star Wars fics, the Thrawn ones in particular stand out to me as some of my best.

Rough Day: Doctor Strange & Ellie Jackson (OC), Mentor!Strange, Hurt/Comfort, Strange trying to understand a stressed out teenager

It was a toss up between this and another Astarion x Evie fic "For All I Care", but I ultimately decided this one needed more love. I needed some representation for the Marvel fandom, and Ellie really is one of my favorite OCs (even if I'm now thinking of converting her and Cassandra into an original work). I just like exploring Strange as a mentor/father figure if only because he's not very good at it, but he tries.

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You Had Me~ S.H Ft E.M

@somethingvicked asked:

Hi! Ok, so this is a bit of complicated(?) request. Reader is currently in a relationship with Steve, she used to be with Eddie but they broke up because she felt like Eddie didn't make her a priority with the band and DnD. In the beginning everything was great with Steve but then he started to distance too, and soon she finds out that he's cheating with Nancy - that he has never really gotten over Nancy.

So she goes to Eddie, originally to ask for weed but ends up telling him everything. And Eddie is like "he's a fool. Bigger fool than I was. I had you, I was just stupid enough to take you for granted, but I would never cheat on you. You were and ... still are the only one for me. I've never stopped loving you."

And then they end up spending the night together and Eddie tells her if she gives him another chance he will never make that mistake again, because he now knows the pain of losing her.

And so the next morning, she tells Steve that it's over between them, that she knows he was cheating but it's ok because she spent the night with Eddie, so they're 'even'. But it also kind of crushes Steve because she left HIM not the other way around (petty I know)

Words : 7k

Mentions of cheating

Angst

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A smile lit up on your face when your head turned to look at your boyfriend who happily was helping out a customer as he handed them the film they were looking for. He kindly smiled at them, his hair bouncing a bit as he nodded his head. He was beautiful even from afar. You happily sigh thinking how luck you got to be with him. You were too busy staring at him to notices a box on the floor which caused you to trip over. The loud noise has caused everyone in the store including your boyfriend to glance over where the noise has came from. Steve put his finger up letting the customer know he was going to be right back and walked the way he heard where the noise was coming from. 

A pair of feet stood in front of your eye sight as you laid on the floor. You knew the pair of feet and who they belonged to. Your eyes rose up to meet your boyfriend’s amused face. He stood there with his hands on his hips, shaking his head as a chuckle escapes from him. 

“ Clumsy today, aren’t we?” 

You huffed and rose to your feet, rubbing your knees feeling a slight burn there from the fall. 

“ I got distracted” you mumbled, loud enough for him to hear. Steve rose his eyebrow and wondered what on earth would distract you. Your cheeks flushed thinking he was onto you and had you all figured out. But he stood there wondering in silence and you thought he forgot he had a customer waiting for him. 

“ Uh, babe” you call him. He hummed in response as he snapped out of his thought and his eyes met yours. 

Your finger pointed where the customer stood, waiting for him and watching where he stood. Steve turns his head to see what you were pointing at and his eyes got widen as he rushed back over. 

“ I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to keep you waiting” He said, apologizing over and over again. The customer looked at him in amusement, laughed a bit at the way he was stumbling over his words and shook their head at Steve. You laughed too, leaning down to get to box that you tripped over and bringing to the other side of the store. 

“ Have a good day!” He shouted towards the customer in hopes he didn’t make himself look like a doofus. But he was your doofus. He made you happy. It hasn’t been that very long that the two of you got together, you were too afraid that he didn’t feel more than a friend sort of way towards you. You thought he was still hung up on Nancy and waiting for her to fall back into his arms. 

But it never came. He has chosen you. 

You didn’t always think of Steve in that way. No, you were with Eddie first. He was your first love and first everything. He used to be the reason you smiled and laugh. He was really good to you at the beginning of your relationship. He would pick you up in the mornings and drive you to school. He would open doors for you and hold your books. He would give you a good morning kiss and a good night kiss. He would listen to your rants and joke around with you. He’d rush to sit next to you in class. He’d pick up flowers for you when he saw them. He would make mixtapes for you. He would invite you to the HideOut where you watch Corroded Coffin play. You used to sit by him at the Hellfire table and would sit in his campaigns, listening to him talk. He always reassured you and told you how beautiful you were. He was your biggest supporter. 

Until things has changed. 

Eddie has grown distant, pushing you away and not really having time for you anymore. He would cancel dates telling you he was tired or that Wayne had him something to do. He was always planning a new campaign and telling you how he needs to finish it before he sees you. He was always busy and you hadn’t been a priority to him. 

Band practice and D&D was all he did. There was a brief of a kiss on the cheek and a quick hello when he saw you in school. But even in school he was laughing with the rest of the Hellfire Club and goofing off. You would sit besides him at the Hellfire table in silence as you ate your own lunch. Dustin, Mike and the rest of the Hellfire Club had taken notice the distance that Eddie has put between you and him. They never spoken about it because they didn’t want to piss of Eddie and have him cancel a campaign that was coming up. 

“ Is everything okay between you and Eddie?” Dustin would ask. You had no idea how to answer him because you weren’t too sure anymore what was going on in your own relationship. It was breaking apart and you had no idea how to approach Eddie with this. Your brain would think about if you did something wrong to piss him or made him mad at you. 

But you came up with nothing and you were running into a dead end. 

“ I don’t know” you tell him. The look on your face told Dustin that things weren’t okay and you were breaking apart. He pulls you into his arms for a comforting hug as he rubs your back. 

Dustin and the rest of the guys thought that they were pulling Eddie away from you and they were the cause of your relationship to go downhill. But that wasn’t the case. 

Eddie did’t seem to be interested in the relationship anymore or you. 

Finally one day, you had enough of this and stormed into the theatre room sending an apologetic look to the others for interrupting the campaign that was going on. Eddie’s head shoots towards you, sending you a glare for interrupting but you stormed up to him and laid it out there for him. 

If he was even going make time to talk to you about your relationship than you were going to make the time for him. 

“ Listen here Eddie Munson, I don’t know who you think you are anymore but this isn’t how a relationship works. You keep pushing me away when all I want is for you to make a little amount of time for me. I don’t know what I did wrong for you to act this way towards me but I don’t want this anymore. I don’t want to keep waiting in hopes you are going to come back one day and tell me you want to be with me and you were just too busy with practice or the campaign. I’m tired of this, from this day forward Eddie Munson…” you leaned down to whisper into his face and looking into those brown eyes you used to love looking into, “ We are done.” 

You pulled away. The color on his face washes as his face turns pale, and his eyes gloss over as he looks up at you. His lower lip quivers as he hangs his head feeling hurt. He knows he messed up and he knows he’s been pushing you away. 

“ Carry on” you tell the others, waving to them as you make your way to the door. Not even glancing back at Eddie feeling like a sort of weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You were going to look forward and not backward, moving past this or least try your best. 

The others look towards Eddie as his head hung but his shoulder shook as he silently cried sitting on his throne. He never imagined you’d be the one to break up with him. 

Now he gets to watch you be happy with someone else. Someone that he doesn’t think is the right fit for you but he doesn’t tell you what he thinks of your relationship. He lets it be because he wants you to be happy even though he’s hurting deeply inside. He should of treated you better. He should of made more time for you. He should of done more. 

The door opened to Family Video and the sound of your friends voices filled your ears. Your head popped up seeing Nancy, Dustin, Mike, El and Eddie walk through the doors talking very loudly while Dustin was waving his arms as he explained himself. You stared in amusement at your boyfriend who threw his own hands in the air knowing Dustin was going to make a mess out of his videos stacked on the counter or Eddie was going to skim his fingers through all the movies in the horror section, rearrange them for Steve to put them back where they belonged. 

You laughed going back to stacking the new once that had came in onto a shelf while you were humming. You hadn’t noticed a pair of feet before you. The jingle coming from them and the scent of weed, pine, cigarettes and his shampoo was a straight give away on who it was. You didn’t even need to look at him to know it was Eddie. Your mouth suddenly began to grow dry and your unsure what he wants. You don’t even know what to say to him. 

Things between the two of you weren’t really good per say. You came to him from time to time to get weed since you’ve been working more hours and stressing yourself out with things at home too. 

“ Anything interesting came in?” He squatted down, one of his hands grasp the box as he took a look inside of the remaining films in there that you haven’t even touched. The lump in your throat felt heavy as you avoided eye contact. He hums as he notices a film that seems to catch his attention and pulls it out of the box to take a look at the back. His eyes scan over the writing it there but his eyes drop over to where your stacking the films noticing you haven’t said a word to him at all. 

“ Cat got your tongue?” He asks. He waits to see if your going to say something to him but you don’t as you pull the empty box from his grasp and stood back up. You were ready to take it to the back when he ripped it out your hands. 

“ Did you go mute or something?” He asked trying to catch your eyes in hopes you’d make eye contact with him. 

You hadn’t noticed the store had gotten silent and eyes were on you and Eddie. Steve grew closer to where you were, eyebrows knitted together as he was ready to come between if Eddie tried something. He knew what happened between you and Eddie. 

You looked behind Eddie at your boyfriend who’s eyes filled with concern. 

“ Leave her be, Eddie” Nancy tells Eddie. Both Eddie and Steve turned at the sound of her voice. You hadn’t noticed the look on Steve’s face when he looked at her. You were making your way to the back with the empty box in your hands. You kinda were glad at that time for her as she made Eddie’s attention away from you even for a few minutes. But you chose not to look at your own boyfriend’s face that brighten up at the sound of her voice. 

Eddie did. He saw it. He looked over to Nancy as the two shared a look between each other. She looked away noticing Eddie has been watching. Steve snapped his gaze away from her noticing you were making your way back. 

“ Are there any more boxes?” He asked trying to shield that he was looking at Nancy and his eyes were begging him him to take one more look. You shook your head moving to the side where Dustin stood as he was rummaging inside his backpack for something.

“ Everything, alright?” You asked noticing his sense of worry as he couldn’t find what he was looking for. 

“ Aha!” He shouted taking out a bag cookies that seem to be a little crushed up. His smiling face dropped as he sighed to himself seeing some of them damaged and broken. An apologetic look crossed his face when he passed you the cookies. 

“ My mom told me to give you these, she said it was a thank you for tutoring me last week you came over” he says. “ I’m sorry they look broken. My comic books must of crushed them” he zipped up his backpack but you still happily took the cookies. You weren’t going to pass the opportunity of cookies. 

“ It was nothing, but thank you” when you were too busy talking to Dustin, Nancy and Steve were sharing another look. This time Eddie saw their eyes sparkle at each other. His eyebrows knitted together as his brain tried to wrap around to see if something was going on between the two of them. His eyes locked on your figure to see you were too busy distracted talking to Dustin to notice this all. Was Steve cheating on you? 

Eddie kept his mouth shut because he didn’t know the truth. He has seen the looks but he has no idea if something was going on. He didn’t want to assume. 

“ When is everyone coming over for D&D?” Dustin asked Eddie. Eddie snapped out of his thoughts as he looked over to Dustin telling him the time that they were coming over. You had finally turned around spotting your boyfriend looking at Nancy. 

You look between the two of them to see what was going on but they have been gazing at each other. Your heart sank a little feeling the feeling in your gut tell you that you should believe what you were seeing. That the two of them still had something going on. There was missed feelings. 

Eddie saw the sadness in your eyes and the little hope there. He sees it. His own heart hurts feeling like you were going to get up hurt. But he can’t say anything, you two aren’t on the best of terms right now and he had no idea if he was ever going to get the chance to have you in his life, even if it’s just a friend. 

“We should go, we have to pick up Lucas and Max” Dustin says as he reminded Nancy. Nancy snapped her eyes from Steve as she nodded her head, brushing her hair behind her ear and cleared her throat. 

“ Right. It was nice to see you….” She cleared her throat, “ Steve” She said his name so sweetly causing you to cringe inside. Her eyes moved over to you seeing you were still here and you were now watching her cautiously. “ Y/N” she added. Your name rolling of her tongue and her nose twitched. 

The two of you were never really friends, you just knew each other in school and because she used to be with Steve. 

“ You too” Steve answered her, he attempted to smile at her but dropped it forgetting for a moment that you were here too. He covered it up with clearing his throat as he looked away and his eyes focused on you. You were now standing behind the counter turned to straighten out the stack of his films he had made to occupy from watching her. 

You felt the rise of goosebumps and feeling the air tighten knowing eyes were watching the three of you in silence. 

“ I’m going to stay here for a little longer, I want to find something for movie night on Friday. You’re still coming over, Henderson?” Eddie asked breaking the tension and you were thankful he did. 

“ Why wouldn’t I? As long as it’s not Nightmare on Elm Street, I’ve lost count how many times we watched it” 

“ It’s a good movie, right Y/N?” He asked. It was the very first film you have watched with Eddie when you were with him. First movie night with him. Your hands froze from making sure Steve’s tapes weren’t falling over and swallowed the lump in your throat as you nodded your head. You weren’t going to speak feeling if you used your voice then it would be all over. 

Eddie chuckled at your reaction. Steve frowned and crossed his arms over his chest as he stood in Eddie’s view of blocking you from looking at you. Eddie stopped and noticed right away what Steve had done. 

“ Let’s talk about this movie you need to find, Munson” Steve says as he put his hand on Eddie’s back leading him away from the counter while you turned around quickly making your way to the back. You felt like you weren’t able to breath and things were getting hot. You felt like something was crawling all over you from the two of them being in the same room as you. There was so much tension. You felt it. 

You closed the door of the office putting your back to it and leaning against it. You closed your eyes taking deep breathes in and out. A knock came to the door a few minutes later causing your eyes to snap open. Your heart racing not knowing who was on the other side of the door. Did Eddie leave? Was it you and Steve? 

You didn’t want to open the door just yet. 

“ It’s me, honey” you heard the sound of your boyfriends’ voice on the other side of the door. A breath of relief comes from you as you step away from the door and your hand reaches for the handle to pull the door open. He’s standing there with a worry look on his face. Your eyes move behind his shoulder to see if you were going to spot Eddie. But you saw no sign of him. It was like Steve read your mind and answered your question where you were wondering where Eddie had gone to. 

“ I sent him home, he left” He says as he steps into the room. 

His hand reached out to take your own in his hands as he squeezes them and bends down to eye level with you. 

“ Are you okay?” He asked. “ Did he say something to you?” 

You shook your head. 

“ Do you want to go home? We can close early and we can cuddle for the rest of the night” 

You shook your head again. 

“ Can you please use your words, honey? Can you do that for me?” He asks. Your lips drew in a thin line as you gazed at your boyfriend searching his face. The words were on the tip of your tongue begging you to ask him if he still cared for Nancy the way he cared for you. You saw the look on his face before, it was nothing from the way he looked at you like that. 

Instead the words, “ I’m good and we need get up front. Who knows who else might come in today” you mumbled. He frowned when you pulled your hands away from his grasp and made your way to the door but he put his hand up in front of the door preventing you from opening it. 

“ What did I do?” He asked. 

You wanted to tell him how you felt about the way he looked at Nancy. It wasn’t the first time he did it. You question yourself if being with him was worth it and if he was still hung up on her. There must be something more special about her than you were to him. 

“ We’re okay” you tell him, reaching on toes to kiss him on the cheek. It was to reassure him slightly that they were okay but in the back of your mind, you were hurting and you were scared to lose him. 

“ Okay” Steve nodded, really not sure about it right now but he wasn’t going to push. 

It was move night at Steve’s house when you first notice the look of distance from him and his chosen spot was right next to her leaving the open space to have you sit by Eddie. He sends you an apologetic look when he notices the empty spot next to him when you arrived with snacks in your hands. 

“ Let me help you with those” Eddie offers standing from his spot as he makes his way over to you to help you, he walks into Steve’s kitchen while you gaze at your boyfriend who’s too busy shuffling through the movies in his hands to figure out what you watch first and Nancy leaning over at him talking to him. Your heart felt like a knife has struck it, leaving an open wound there. The tears in your eyes were blurring your vision as you walked into the kitchen. 

You held yourself together feeling your stomach tie in horrible knots at the feeling you were feeling. Eddie had already placed two bowls for you to pour your snacks in that were still in your hands. He does takes notices of the look on your face and doesn’t say anything because it’s not his place even though all he wants is to walk into the living room and smack Steve in the head. He holds the bowl for you when you open one bag of chips and starts to pour into the bowl. 

No words are exchanged between you and Eddie. They don’t need to. There is an understanding on his face and the small smile he sends you is a reassuring one that brings you comfort. The two of you have a moment of looking at one another before it’s interrupted. 

“ Any day now, Munson” Max peeks her head out as she looks between the two of you, “ Oh am I interrupting something?” She asks. “ Or are you two going to stand there gawking at each other all night?” 

Eddie and you turn to glare at Max who’s smirking. She knows the fact that Eddie has not gotten over you or will ever, she knows his secret and she is aware how Steve is acting. She wants to knock his head in, but she’s more worried on how you’ll handle it. She sees you aren’t too troubled by it, so she’s not doing anything. 

“ Shut it, Mayfield” Eddie mutters to her as he pushes a bowl into her hands and walking past her. You walk into the living room a few minutes later as the movie starts to play. You take one more look at your boyfriend who hasn’t moved from his spot as he doesn’t get up to give you a kiss when you walked through the door, he doesn’t greet you with open arms and a smile, he doesn’t look your way but only has nodded his head when you walked in.

That was the only acknowledgment he has given you. You glanced down at your chosen outfit for the night and seeing nothing wrong with it. A hand is placed on your arm on one side, a squeeze was given and you turn your head meeting Robin’s gaze as she reassures you that what your wearing is comfortable and cute. She waves you off when you turn again to look at your boyfriend. 

“ Ignore the dickhead” she mutters in your ear. She throws her arm around your shoulder where you cuddle into her side. She doesn’t mind one bit. 

The second time you notice your boyfriend’s distance is when he didn’t show up one morning to drive you to work. You tapped your fingers on your knees and sat on the front steps of the house waiting for him. Your mom has left for work while your dad was away on the a business trip. 

You look down at your watch seeing the time on it. It was almost time for you to go to work and he hasn’t shown up to drive you to work. You had two options, you could ride your bike to work or you could go back inside and have someone else drive you to work. Robin doesn’t drive. You weren’t going to ask Nancy to drive you. No, that wasn’t the option. You had another option. Eddie. You waited a couple more minutes before giving up that your boyfriend wasn’t coming to pick you up.

“ Asshole” you muttered to yourself, making your way back into the house and heading towards the kitchen to get the phone. It was hanging on the wall when you spotted it. Your hand reached for it, hesitantly dialing it. You still remember the numbers as clear as day and it rang and rang until he picked up the phone. 

“ Munson Residence, how can we help you?” The edges of your lips pulled up into a small smile, you wanted to snicker too. Eddie was always such a character when he picked up the phone. 

“ Hi Eddie” the sound of your voice almost threw Eddie off balance as his eyes got widen. You never called him anymore. This must of been important. “ What did Harrington do now?” He asked, he took his pants off the floor and put them on. You heard the chain jingle on the other line knowing what he was doing. 

“ Did I wake you?” You asked, “ I’m sorry” you added. “ This was stupid, you can go back to bed…” you muttered. 

“ No, I’m awake. What’s wrong?” He asked. 

You sighed, looking around your kitchen, “ Steve was suppose to drive me to work this morning but he never showed up… I was wondering…” you didn’t even get to finish hearing him grab his keys. 

“ I’ll be there in 10” he says. 

“ Eddie…” you started to say but he already knew what you were going to say. 

“ I know” he says, hanging up. The next ten minutes, Eddie was in front of your house and beeped the horn letting you know he’s there. You threw the door open and ran to the van, throwing the door open and hopping inside. The familiar sent of weed, pine, cigarette fills you. It’s something you really used to and something you miss. But you don’t tell him that and he doesn’t need to know that. 

“ Thank you for, you know..picking me up and driving me..” You mumbled, buckling up as he waited for you to do so. He was more careful driver now since the two of you broke up. 

“ It’s not a problem. I’m sorry dickhead was too busy doing whatever do pick you up.” 

“ It’s fine” the drive to work was silent, Eddie had put on some music to cut the silence out. It made him uncomfortable and he was itching to ask you how you were doing, honestly. He wanted to hear you talk to him. But he was scared because he doesn’t know where the two of you stand. 

He parks the car in front of Family Video and your boyfriends car is parked already in his spot. You frowned, unbuckling. Maybe, he forgot to pick you up this morning. It felt strange that he didn’t. He always remembers. 

“ Thank you again” you turned to Eddie as he nods, lowering his music. He wants to reach over to wrap your in a hug but chooses to lean back in his seat and watch you get out of the van and to the front doors of Family Video. He watches just as your hand opens the door, your shoulder hunching up and something about the way you walked in told him you were seeing something you didn’t like.

The thing you were seeing was Nancy and Steve talking to one another in the comedy section. The door jingled letting Steve know there was a customer but it was you that was walking through the doors. Steve turns his had about to greet the customer he thought it was and when it was you, he went back to listening to what Nancy was telling him. You stood at the front door, ready to work but your heart shattered seeing what you saw. He didn’t bother to walk over to you to kiss you, or greet you in any way.

It hurt. She did though and you didn’t return it. 

You hated working here. Why couldn’t Robin be here instead? 

When Nancy had left an hour later, your back was to the counter watching as your boyfriend looked through a magazine on the counter. 

“ So, this is what we’re doing now?”you asked. Steve’s eyebrows scrunched up in confusion as he flipped a page. 

“ What are you talking about?” He finally asked, it was mumbled into his hand as he leaned his head on it. 

“ This” you pointed between the two of you, “ You were suppose to pick me up from work this morning or did all your brain cells flew out of your head?” He closed the magazine and straightened himself out. He put his hands on the counter and sighed. 

“ I forgot” he says with a shrug. It was like he didn’t care about you or this relationship anymore. 

“ Real nice, did you forget your my boyfriend too?” He closed his eyes as he ran a hand through his hair. 

“ Right, what really am I to you?” 

He shook his head and puts his hands up as he walked from behind the counter and around. “ I don’t wanna talk about this right now, there is new inventory coming in later by the way. Keith is stooping by too.” Steve says as he walks to the back. 

“ Jerk” you mumbled, scoffing at the sight of him. 

The third time that Steve was becoming distant to you was when he canceled date night that you had planned for weeks now and he said something about his parents throwing a party at home where he needed to be there. You asked if you could see him after and he said he was going to go to bed later and hung up the phone

You stared at your phone hoping it would magically ring but it doesn’t. Tears roll down your cheeks and you brought your knees up to your chest crawling back on your bed thinking on why did you deserve this. First Eddie was distant with you in your relationship with him and now Steve was doing the saws thing. 

It had been the third time he has done this. Your relationship with him wasn’t the same. He didn’t call you, “ Honey” anymore, he didn’t crawl through your bedroom window anymore, he didn’t look at you like you were his whole world, he didn’t tell you how beautiful you looked anymore, there were no kisses, no cuddles, no sex either and more importantly his attention was on her. 

You should of have known that it was her. It was going to be her all along. You felt so alone and so unwanted. 

He proved it to you that it was her along when you came over his house the following day to talk to him about your relationship with him and how the two of you were going to continue to happen if he was going to be like this. 

But the sight you saw made you feel like your heart has been run over by a big garbage truck over and over until there were little pieces of it left and thrown into a shredder where it was going to be taken to a dump ground. It didn’t matter anymore how you felt about him. 

It was all there. 

He had his arms wrapped around her as her hands were wrapped around him as the two were lip locking right in front of his house, near his car. They hadn’t noticed you standing there or heard the sound of your footsteps. All the focus were on each other and you swore you never felt such hurt in your life. Not until now, not until you saw your boyfriend cheating on you with the girl he never gotten over.

The tears that were flowing down your cheek were wiped away with the back of your hands. You needed to get away from here and before you know it, your feet take you somewhere were you used to feel comfort and safe. You stare at his trailer seeing the van parked out front and no sign of Wayne’s truck. He must be working late. You wrapped your arms around yourself making your way to the door and giving it three knocks. It used to be way to tell Eddie that it was you who was knocking on his door. 

It’s something the two of you came up with when the other came over. 

Eddie’s head shot up in concern hearing the knocks. Three knocks. His heart raced knowing it was you. Why were you here? He looked at the time on the wall and he didn’t know if you were working today or not. It was so unusual for you to come to him or ever now. 

The three knocks came again. 

“ I’m coming” you hear him say through the other side of the door and balance back on the balls of your feet waiting for him to open the door. The door swings open revealing Eddie, he’s in pajamas and a Metallica shirt on with his hair down in messy mane of curls. He has a spoon in his hands that has peanut butter on it. 

“ Hey” you mumble. Your voice isn’t loud and Eddie scans your face seeing puffiness underneath your eyes. 

“ What’s wrong?” He says, leaning against the door with his shoulder as he licks some peanut butter off the spoon, waiting for you to talk to him. You sniffled, looking away from him. 

“ Um, I have a $20 on me. Do you have some weed I can buy off of you?” Eddie straightens himself out and looks you over again. 

“ I do, come in” he says, holding the door letting you walk in. You move past him, brushing up against him slightly and he closes the door after you walk. He goes to the back where his room is leaving you in standing in the middle of the living room as you eyes look at the familiar cups that you have looked at many times when you were over. 

He comes back a few minutes later with a small bag in your hands. 

“ You haven’t bought from me in awhile, did something happen?” He asked. He stands before you watching as you fish out a grumbled $20 from your back pocket of your pants and hand to him. He eyes it but doesn’t take it. 

“ Nothing” you mumbled, shaking the money in your hands waiting for him to take it. 

He doesn’t look like he believes you. 

“ Take it” you shove the money in his chest now but the money drops on the ground. Your hand outstretches waiting for the bag of weed he has in his hands to be given to you but it doesn’t come. 

“ I don’t have all day, Eddie” he sighs as he gives you the weed. It looks more than what he usually gives you. 

“ You were crying” he points out when he reaches down to grab the bill off the ground. “ It’s not nothing when you’ve been crying.” 

Your bottom lip quivers and tears began to roll down your cheeks. Eddie frowns and throws his arms around you and pulls you into him as he holds you. One of his hands come up into your hair, combing the knots from it as the other rubs your back in comfort. He hopes it would help, stop you from crying. 

“ He kissed her..”  You mumble into his shirt that was already soaked with your tears. Eddie didn’t seem to hear it because he pulled away from you and asked you to repeat yourself on what you had told him. 

“ I saw them kissing” you tell him. “ He cheated on me” Eddie’s eyes widen and his jaws dropped from what he heard. 

“ Oh, he’s a goner..” Eddie says as he makes his way to the door, he was ready to sock the light out of Steve Harrington. But your hand on his wrist pulls him back. He turns around seeing you were shaking and crying again. He pulls you back into his arms where he leads youth the couch. 

“ You don’t deserve that” 

You shrug in response. 

“ he's a fool. Bigger fool than I was. I had you, I was just stupid enough to take you for granted, but I would never cheat on you. You were and ... still are the only one for me. I've never stopped loving you." 

The words pull you into a shock as you gaze at him to see if he was serious or not. He was. He wasn’t smiling. There wasn’t a trace of he’s joking in his eyes. They are filled with love, hope and need in them. Those brown doe eyes of his are scanning your face for some answers. 

“ Eddie..I..” He shakes his head putting a finger to your lips to hush you. 

“ You don’t need to say anything right now, I needed you to know that I still love you.. always will love you…” 

You don’t know how it happened but the next thing you know is your face is leaning in, close enough for feel his breath on your face. Eddie is gazing down at your lips and back at your eyes. 

“ What are you doing?” He asks. “ You don’t want to do this” he says. 

Your hand comes up to his face, fingers running over his cheeks and moving some hair away from his face. 

“ You’re vulnerable and I can’t take advantage of that” he says. 

“ You’re not” you mumble to him, brushing your lips against his. His eyes close feeling your lips press softly against his. You are testing the waters and letting him pull away if he doesn’t want to do this. You didn’t feel wrong about this. Something about this felt right and Eddie grabs onto you and pulls you into his lap. Your legs are on either side of him while his hand go underneath your shirt to run his hands down your back. 

The soft kisses turn into much more deeper, passionate and filled with need as his tongue slides into your mouth meeting your own for battle. Your hands go into his hair, tugging it and wanting to hear every sound he could make from his mouth. You feel him harden underneath you as he moans when you tug on his hair. His lips travel from your lips to your neck where he lays kisses around your neck until he gets to the spot where he knows you’ll arch your back and moan from him. 

He remembers every sound you could make, the way you felt around him and the way he made you feel good. He remembers it all and can’t believe it’s happening. He has had many dreams where he wished it was happening in real time. Now, he has that opportunity and he’s not letting it slip away. 

Eddie slide off the couch with you in his arms, carrying you into his bedroom where he gently drops you onto the bed. There is lust and hunger in his eyes when he gazes down at you. 

He thinks to himself how Steve Harrington is missing out on such a great girl like you. 

He throws his shirt off and it lands on the floor somewhere. His eyes darkness when he spots you taking off your pants noticing the wet spot on your panties. He licks his lips at the sight. Your eyes catch his him looking, cheeks going red feeling shy all of sudden. 

“ Oh kitten, no need get shy on me now. I’ve seen it all before, let me make you feel good. Let me make you forget your stupid boyfriend, let me make your brain go dumb. Would you like that?” 

You whimper at his words. It’s all he needs as he crawls on top of you and for the rest of the night, you don’t sleep much as he makes your brain go dumb and you forget your in a relationship too. But you felt safe, you felt good and you felt wanted by Eddie. 

When you woke up, Eddie was already awake as he gazed down at you. As soon as he saw you, a smile appeared on his face. 

“ Good morning, sunshine” he greets you. 

“ Good morning” you groan, stretching your arms above your head. You dreaded going back home thinking your parents might be home and would give you a lecture about seeing you as a hot mess that you were going to appear on the doorstep of your house. 

“ You know.. Harrington really never deserved you… ever.. if you ever gave me another chance, I would never hurt you the way he hurt you. I would not push you away or distance myself ever again either.. it hurts to much to lose you..it hurts too much to watch him hold you, and to hear him call you “ honey.” He scrunched up his nose in disgust. 

“ I don’t know, Eddie. You’ve hurt me, Steve hurt me… I just need some time to figure out what I want…” Eddie nods sadly and reaches out with his hands to caresses your cheek.

“ I’ll wait as long as you need” you smile at him, turning your head to kiss his palm. 

You were surprised when you saw Steve the next morning waiting on the front step of your house with flowers in his hands. His hand was running his fingers through his hair. He seems to be talking to himself when you approach the house. His head shots up when he catches you standing there. It makes him jump slightly, not really expecting you to stand there.

“ How long have you been standing there?” He asks. He stands up from the steps with the flowers in one hand and the other he straightens out the collar of his shirt. He stops in his tracks when he takes notices how messy your hair is up, he takes notice the sleepless look in your eyes, he notices how your shirt is on the other side and he takes notices of the hickey’s on your neck.

“ W-what are t-those?” He asks pointing to his neck motioning to your own neck. Your hand shoot up to cover the hickeys as red appears on your cheeks remembering last night of how Eddie made you feel so good. 

“ Those are hickey’s” you answered him truthfully. Steve’s mouth drops as his eyes widen. The flowers in his hands drop onto the ground and he shakes his head. 

“ Oh don’t look shocked, Harrington. I know you have been cheating on me with Nancy” the color on his face washes away when he hears you. A guilty look crosses his face as he looks down at the ground. 

“ I didn’t mean to, I….it was a thing that happened… I’m sorry” his head shot up as his eyes gloss over with tears. You rolled your eyes at the sight. 

“ That’s okay, things happened last night too.. for me” you mumbled, nodding your head. He sniffled looking at you like you torn out his heart and threw it into a lake where it was ate by sharks. 

“ What?” He asked. “ Who was it?” 

“ It was Eddie” you told him, making your way around him to the steps of your house. Fist clenched by Steve’s side as he angrily turned around to glare at you. 

“ You slept with your ex boyfriend?” He harshly asked, spatting the words. 

“ You did the same thing” He shook his head telling you he didn’t but you didn’t believe it and walked back over to him. You tugged down the collar of his shirt, undid the buttons seeing his chest hair there. You saw hickeys on his neck too. They were much bigger than yours. 

“ You can’t hide it, Harrington. You thought bringing me flowers would fix whatever we had?” His tears flooded down his cheeks as he stared at you angrily. 

“ I really hope she makes you happy, I’m sorry I wasn’t enough for you” he shook his head, jaw tightened. 

“ Don’t call me, don’t come over, don’t look at me or talk to me at work. I don’t want to hear your sad excuses, I’m tired of it, of you and all of it. You’ve hurt me for the last time.” 

“ I hope Eddie was worth hurting me” 

“ He was, and he’s satisfied me more times than you ever could” with that you walked inside the house, slamming the door leaving a broken, crying Steve Harrington on your front yard. 

[harringtons-cupid]

Love Letter - Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader

Wc. 1.3k

Warnings 18+: Smut: Spanking, creampies, kitchen sex, squirting, fingering, dirty talk. Fluff: Friends to lovers, slight love confessions, love letters, kissing, baking together.

Tagged: @sweet-villain @harrys-four-nipples @eddiemunsons-missingnipple @eddiemunsonwillbethedeathofme @josephquinnsbitchywitch @moonchildquinn @pleasantlycrazyworld @urlbitchin

Dividers from @firefly-graphics & @eddiemunsons-missingnipple

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Eddie hated Valentine’s Day, hated anything to do with commercial holidays. He’d ramble on to you about how you shouldn’t buy into all the crap they sell.

You had been friends for years, every year his famous “I hate Valentine’s Day” speech was chanted under the moonlight with a can of beer and a fat blunt.

Not wanting to ruin his enthusiasm, you kept your mouth shut. You loved Valentines Day, every year at school you would receive at least 2 cards in your locker. Since leaving school the same 2 cards would sit on your mat in the morning of February 14th.

Your outfit would match the red, pink and white theme, you would bake themed cupcakes and drink themed cocktails. All in secret from Eddie.

Since you had begun sleeping with him, you would receive a little red card on your doorstep along with the other 2 cards. Not knowing that it was from Eddie, his handwriting was neater than you usually saw it.

As you danced around in your kitchen, balancing a metal cake tray in your hand. The doorbell rang, startling you letting it ring for a few moments to place the cupcakes into the oven.

The red and pink apron tied around your waist, humming the last verse of the song that was playing on the radio. Your face fell in shock as your eyes met Eddie’s.

He was clutching onto a red bouquet of roses and a cream envelope with a smile on his face.

“Eddie, I didn’t expect to see you” your cheeks flushed red as you steadied yourself with a little laugh and invited him in.

"Well you don't think I haven't guessed where you go on this particular day?" his eyebrows knitted together with that beautiful smile.

This year was different, his deep brown eyes tinkled in the light of your kitchen. The flowers on the counter with a small card tucked between the seams of the wrapping.

You felt embarrassed, flour coated your apron, your hair was scraped back in a bun and your kitchen was coated with various ingredients.

"I thought I was very conspicuous" you giggled, your cheeks flushing even redder.

He dipped his finger into the cake batter in front of him, you gasped in shock pulling the bowl away from him. You felt his eyes on you as you scraped it out into the cake tins, juggling the two pans as you opened the oven. Rushing over, he grabbed the oven and helped you.

Your faces inches apart, he leant down and kissed you. His hair tangling between your necklace and apron, your cake covered hands touched his face as he pushed you closer to the counter.

Lifting you up, sliding between your legs as things got heated. Your hands slid into his hair, tugging it slightly as his lips kissed across your cheek and onto your neck. Your breathing getting heavier as he nibbled down onto your skin, licking the red mark as he grinded against your crotch.

His hand slides underneath your blue jeans, his other undoing your button and zip to enable enough room. Your underwear was already drenched from kissing, he smirked at you as he spanked your clit softly.

"Already wet for me, I see" smirking, his hand began to play with your clit above your underwear.

You whimpered and whined on his lips as you grew wetter and wetter, his hand slid underneath the fabric touching your skin. Watching you shiver as his finger touched your clit, making soft circular motions that caused you to moan loudly.

Quickening his pace around your clit, feeling it grow wetter and wetter as your hips aggressively moved against the counter. His body is still pressing against yours, feeling his hard cock against your thigh as he moves with you.

Kissing your lips roughly, pushing you further against the wall as you rode against his fingers. Sliding them down between your folds as he pulled off your trousers, exposing more of your pussy to him.

He groaned at the sight of it, as he played with your entrance, spanking your clit before sliding his fingers slowly inside. You gasped at the feeling, your pussy pulsating around his fingers.

His lips sucking onto your neck as he curled his fingers inside you, gradually picking up the pace as he hit your soft spot. Desperately groaning into his mouth, his thumb played with your clit as his fingers slammed into you.

Grinding against the counter as you moved with his fingers, your apron was loose around your neck making you giggle as it hit Eddie in the face slightly.

“Fuck Eddie, im going to cum” you whined, his fingers moving quickly inside you as he watched your expressions change. 

Pressing yourself against him, digging your nails into his back as he edged you closer to your orgasm. Your legs shaking against the counter, you came hard on his fingers. He continued until you were gasping with exhaustion, smirking as your hands fumbled over his jeans. 

Quickly undoing them, letting them fall to his ankles as his hard cock moved against your thighs. He slowly slid his cock inside you, grunting as your pussy took his whole length. 

Your hips bucking against his cock, sitting in a wet puddle of your own cum as he moved against you. Groaning, his hands gripping onto your skin for support as his tip hit your soft spot. Clenching around him, your moans echoed into his ear as you slipped slightly on the wet patch making you laugh as he continued to move inside you. 

Picking you up and moving you, holding onto you as you bounced on his cock. Your oven timer loudly went off, startling you both. He put you on the floor, turning you so that your back faced him and edged himself inside you as you opened the oven. 

His cock slid in and out of you as you carefully took the cakes out the oven, groaning as you threw it onto the counter. Grabbing onto as much of the side as you could, he bent your head closer to the drawer as he slammed into you. 

Spanking your cheeks hard until it stung, enjoying the feeling of them rippling against his cock. His tip circling inside you, with every spank you felt him get closer and closer to his orgasm. Rocking yourself back and forth onto his cock, his groans filled your ears with extasy. 

“Such a good boy for me aren’t you?” you panted, his body slamming into yours. 

“Yes baby, all for you. Fuck i’m so close” he whimpered, slowly down slightly. 

“You going to cum in me? Huh? Fill up my pretty pussy” you moaned aggressively, moving yourself back onto his cock. 

Smirking to yourself as you felt his body twitch, his cock emptying his hot load of cum into your dripping pussy. He pulled your arms backwards as he grunted, thrusting his cum deeper inside you. Not moving from inside you until there was only a little bit of his cum dripping down your legs. 

Quickly redressing, he pushed against the counter and kissed you. The cake slid closer to the wall from the pressure of your bodies, his tongue slid into your mouth as he smiled. 

“Happy Valentine's day baby. I’ll be back later to fill your aching pussy once more” he pinched your ass before leaving the flowers on the counter. 

Gasping in shock, you waited a moment before peering at the red note tucked into the flowers. Your heart racing as you recognise the coloured envelope, practically ripping open the letter to see the familiar handwriting. Rushing upstairs, after fumbling around in your desk you found the other cards from years before. Comparing them to the one from Eddie, you froze. 

Eddie had been writing you love letters every year on Valentines Day, throughout your friendship they had been subtle but as you read the one from last year and the one from today. You noticed that they were deeper and longer, more intimate. 

Eddie Munson had fallen in love with you and was slowly confessing his love to you through these letters every year. Melting at the idea, you flopped onto the bed clutching the red letters and smiled. 

You knew weren’t wrong to think that he had feelings too. 

[foreverrandomwritings]

Being in a relationship with Robin and being best friends with Eddie-Headcanon

Summary:This is just a quick little thing about being in a relationship with Robin Buckley and also being best friends with Eddie Munson and how that kinda goes. I don’t really know where this started or how it ended. I started typing and just kept typing. 

Pairing: Romantic! Robin Buckley x afab!Reader  Platonic!Eddie Munson x afab!Reader

Warnings:Angst, upside down, uhm fluff, homophobes, underage drinking, neglect and probably more but I’m terrible at these. 

Word count:854

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~You had grown up being best friends with Eddie. You lived in Wayne’s trailer park and every time Eddie was over you were combined at the hip. 

~Even though he was older he never fussed about you wanting to tag along with him. 

~Wayne had practically raised you as well since your parents were always on benders and didn’t take care of you much, leaving you to fend for yourself more often than not. 

~You dealt alongside Eddie and would split the profits so Eddie would have some extra cash and you could feed yourself.

~You tagged along to all the Corroded Coffin music sessions.

~Also played dnd with Eddie, the guys and the kids.

~Eddie had opened up to you many years ago that he was gay and you were unwaveringly supportive of him. 

~You were even supportive of him telling you about his crush on Steve Harrington. Even if the guys had been a complete douchebag most of his life. 

~You had opened up to him about your attraction to both guys and girls. 

~He was supportive as always. Especially when you told him you had a crush on Robin Buckley.

~The boy was doing everything in his power to set you guys up. 

~When all the stuff happened with the upside down you were along for the ride.

~You had been in the trailer with Eddie and Chrissy that night and a neighbor had seen that and told the police so you were also on the run. 

~As soon as the gang had found you Eddie and you were both hellbent on setting each other up.

~You were dropping hints to Steve and Eddie was not so subtly dropping hints to Robin. 

~You had dragged Eddie away from the demobats right before they could kill him. 

~The months following the earth shattering experience had consisted of the whole gang spending tons of time together. 

~Eventually Eddie and Steve got together after they both got drunk and confessed their feelings for one another. 

~You and Robin had gotten together after Nancy made it blatantly obvious that you both had feelings for each other. 

~The days that you would all hang out were absolutely hilarious. 

~You and Steve would be on the side in casual conversation while Eddie and Robin were going on a tangent about something random. They would occasionally ask you both questions and you would mumble a response or just nod in understanding. 

~But time spent with just Robin was amazing. 

~She was very space minded and constantly forgot dates so you would write notes and stick them on everything. Steve does the same for Eddie so you have to color code them. 

~She would talk your ear off about work or about something Steve said and you would listen to her intently. 

~You would have to remind her to eat and drink water, so you always carried snacks around which wasn’t out of the norm because you did the same with Eddie. 

~Being with Robin was a lot like being friends with Eddie. The both of them were so similar sometimes it was eerie. But they said the same about you and Steve. 

~That's why you think you all got on so well. You were basically dating the opposite sex of your best friend. 

~You all spend a lot of time at Steve’s house until you find one to rent together. 

~Wayne becomes a parent to Steve and Robin, Steves being absent and Robins not paying attention to her.

~You all have family dinners together and Wayne is so happy that both of his kids have people to make him happy. 

~But you guys aren’t very public with your relationship. Coming from a conservative town it made it hard to be open about your sexuality. 

~But the few people that you did tell were very supportive. Mostly meaning the kids that you were raising as a group. 

~Robin was the most attentive girlfriend when you needed someone to be there for you. 

~She likes to bring you little trinkets, like rocks or leaves or something random she finds that reminds her of you. You have a drawer dedicated to stuff she has gotten you and one dedicated to stuff Eddie has brought you.

~She loves to hold your hand and cuddle with you. Plays with your hair while you lay on her chest. 

~Gives you little kisses all over your face, like literally always peppering your face with kisses. 

~Likes to go to the movies with you because it’s dark and she can hold your hand without anyone noticing. 

~The girl loves to feed you, whether it's skittles or a whole slice of pizza, it's her favorite thing to do. 

~She likes when you wear her shirts or just any of her clothes in general, she thinks it’s the cutest thing ever. 

~Makes you bracelets, which is something Eddie also does so your wrists are literally full of them.

~Will absolutely adore everything you do, the way you smile, laugh, brush your hair, sneeze, literally everything. 

~Overall I 10/10 want to be in this relationship and this friendship.

A/N:I love this thought and I would be willing to write maybe a couple blurbs about this group.

Tags(open): @wkndwlff​ @sylviebell​ @theeleggymeggy​

[stinkysam]

Eddie Munson - Man crush

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : Eddie is happy to hear you'll live in Hawkins and can't wait for you to meet his friends.

Reader : male (he/you)

Part ONE (Summer of 85)

Your arrival in Hawkins had been better than you thought.

On the first day, you got to reconnect with a friend you made during a summer camp, Eddie. He was crouched in front of a bag of chips while you held a bag of food for your parents.

Just as expressive as you remembered, Eddie was absolutely excited to help you sort your things out of the truck. He judged everything that was going in your room.

"Oingo boingo ?"

"Yes," you say, giving him another heavy cardboard box of your stuff "don't drop it."

"Yeah yeah."

The next day, Eddie was ringing your phone at the first hour in the morning (10am), claiming you absolutely had to meet his friends.

Friends who looked you up and down for a good minute in silence, taking you in first, unable to believe you were really… you.

"Are you really [name] ? You swear Eddie didn't pay you ?" Gareth asked.

"Yeah," continued Lucas. "How do you expect us to believe… this ?"

"Let me recapitulate, the guy you befriended at summer camp and didn't have contact with for a year decided to move, from all the cities in the United States of America, in Hawkins. Without even knowing you lived here too." Mike finally said, Grant and Jeff nodding along.

This time it was Dustin's turn to say something.

"This is worse than pure dumb luck. Or than fate itself, Eddie"

"I mean, I have my ID on me if you want…" you shrugged, scratching your head. You suppressed a smile when two of them held their hand up to you, waiting for your ID card.

"Jesus christ, he's not gonna show you his ID" protested Eddie.

"No no, I can, I can. I have to prove I'm the great [Name], don't I ?"

And so you took your ID card out, ignoring Eddie’s protest, showing it to everyone for good mesure.

"Mh. Okay" said Dustin, passing it to Lucas who inspected it thoroughly. You wondered if he knew how to recognize fake cards from real ones or if it was just for the show. Probably the latter.

"Stop that ! Why would I lie and bring a complete stranger here, mh ?"

Eddie slapped the card out of Lucas's hand to give it back to you, annoyance clear on his face.

-

Months had passed since that day, and you grew even closer to Eddie, practically being attached to the hip and earning the nickname of being his man-crush. He liked to explain it by saying it was to catch up all the missed time. There was no such thing as man-crush. Pfft !

You also got to meet his uncle Wayne and became good friends with him despite the age difference. He told you the story behind all the mugs that were hung on the walls, plus those that got accidentally broken when Eddie slammed the door a little too strongly during his teenage years.

You've learned that he also knows how to play guitar although he is not as skilled as his nephew and you got to hear them both play together —though you never imagined it would be country music—.

Eddie made you promise to not tell a soul.

-

This fucking “man-crush” thing kept following him. He hated it. It was awful because it was true.

Yet, very often he would feel relief wash over him when he remembers you're there. Your voice is clear in his head, not fading. This is a nice feeling. He cannot forget you. But he doesn’t talk about the butterflies he feels in his guts when you wrap an arm around his waist or sometimes just by saying his name. Or the ting of jealousy when you hang with his friends rather than with him.

Eddie had a plain old crush on you.

When you parted, at the end of the summer camp, Eddie had not realized his feelings yet, innocently thinking he just didn’t want to lose a friend. It all made sense somehow when you arrived in Hawkins. Oh yeah, he wanna kiss that friend so bad.

Oh to kiss you like it was your first time.

Oh to kiss you like it was nothing.

Oh to kiss you like his life depended on it.

So many types of kisses to think about. So many ways to plague his mind and you found them all. But he was not the only one with a plagued mind.

It was obvious to the connoisseur eye. The one that knows a special kind of yearning. Robin could not be more sure of her friend's feelings. Each time Eddie came back with you, Robin couldn't help but to stare at the two of you with a smile. It was cute at first, seeing the metalhead acting flustered and oh so excited to spend time with that new guy. Rushing to Family Video to try and subtily ask something [Name] would like, things only gays would take interest in. Steve did not read between the lines and just searched for what was asked while Robin instantly knew.

Eddie wanted what 53:05 in 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' is for her lesbian self and she made her mission to deliver just that plus a not so subtle wink to let him know she knew. Oh, his reaction was priceless. He blinked several times, taking a micro step back as if he just had been insulted, forgetting what he was saying mid sentence. An awkward smile appeared on his face as he feigned confusion.

"Why the wink, Buckley ?"

"What. That's just how I blink. Munson" she says, mimicking his tone.

"Do you want the tape or not ?" Steve asked, already bothered by their discussion.

-

She figured the movies worked.

One day, you came in with Eddie, she almost didn't notice you holding his hand with how fast you went to the back of the store, briefly greeting her and Steve. She could hear the two of you talk quietly, barely above a whisper. She turned around to see what aisle you were in but you had both ducked your head down to hide. Looking at the computer's screen she saw the two of you kissing.

You were crouched, hands holding Eddie's face as you pecked his lips, he was crouched too, hands by the tapes. He let out a small chuckle before kissing you back, his lips lingering on your-

"There's a camera there too !" Robin yelled from her seat, "But congratulations, though !"

Oh it definitely did work.

[munsonsprincess11111]

It wasn't even a secret...

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: you and Eddie are married even have a new born. But thr younger hellfire members don't know?

Dustin Henderson walks into the munson trailer and hears loud music coming from Eddie's room. He approaches the room and through the crack of the door and sees a manicured hand grabbing at Eddie's bedside table only to see Eddie's not ringed hand grab it and pull it out of sight.

That's all he saw, but he got the point and left the trailer and sat in Eddie's van, which he never locked until he saw the lady exit.

But what Dustin didn't see was your wedding ring on top of Eddie's on the bedside table.

-

Months later Dustin was washing his hands in the munson bathroom when he threw the paper towel in the trash he saw a pregnancy test. It was positive. Dustin didn't mention it to Eddie or anyone thinking it was probably private.

What Dustin didn't see was how Eddie hugged you when the test came back positive as you both cried happy tears and kissed sweetly.

-

Months later Dustin and Mike approach the hellfire table and notice Eddie's not there. Weird they thought he wanted to graduate this year why would he be having time off.

"Where's Eddie?" Dustin asked setting his tray down. Gareth looks at Dustin and frowns. "What do you mean where's Eddie you know he isn't gonna be in for A few weeks." Gareth says confused.

Only then do Gareth, Doug and Jeff realise they genuinely do not know. They wasn't gonna be the ones to tell him so that's how they ended up at Eddie munson trailer skipping school.

Eddie was fast asleep an arm draped over you. He awoke suddenly to banging on the door cursing under his breath. He stands up and stretched kissing your head and peaking into the bassinet next to your side of the bed, only to see his week old daughter starring up at him with her wide brown eyes.

"Hey little lady." HE says picking her up making sure to support her head. He cradles her and heads to the door to let you sleep a bit longer. He walks into the kitchen and puts the kettle on to warm a bottle for his daughter haley. Then he walks to the front door expecting Wayne or someone.

Only to be met with a stunned Dustin and Mike. "Hello?" Eddie says confused. He let's them in as they stare at him in shock. "Whats going on guys?" Eddie asked slightly freaked out hy the look on the twos face.

"You have a baby?!" Dustin half yells.

"Dude shut the fuck up." Eddie says annoyed bouncing his daughter slightly so she doesn't cry from Dustins outburst.

"No I won't you have a baby and you didn't tell us what the fuck." Dustin half yells again.

Eddie looks between the boys with a look of confusion on his face. You walk out of your bedroom into the living room after hearing all the shouting.

"What's going on?" You ask crossing your arms over your chest. Both the teens and Eddie look at you. Your stood confused. Haley then cries and everyone looks at her.

Eddie walks over to you sliding her into your arms and she immediately stops crying as you bounce her and cradle her making soft shh noises. "Whose that's?" Mike askes Eddie's attention turning from you and haley to the two teens but you speak up. "His wife." You answer looking at the two boys

"You have a baby and a wife. How didn't we know that." Dustin says eyes wide.

"OK everyone stop, fuck me. Right. I thought you two knew but clearly you don't. This is my wife y/n who I've definitely told you about. The one I've been dating since I was like 15 and am now married to?" Eddie says waving his arms infant of you as you smile.

"OH we thought that was a cruel joke." Mike says scratching his head. Eddie looks at the boys in disbelief.

"Wow OK. This is y/n and my daughter haley who I'm gonna go with you also thought was a joke." Eddie says questionably getting nods from the boys.

"Y/n this is Dustin and Mike." Eddie says pointing at the boys rubbing his eyes.

"Hi nice to meet you?" You say still confused.

The boys says hello awkwardly.

"OK, now that's cleared up. Is that really why you came here." Eddie asks, slightly annoyed. The boys nod and explain that Gareth wouldn't tell them. You're starring at Eddie, who's clearly stressed and tired. Then, down to the little baby in your arms.

Eddie warms a baby bottle while the two teens talk to Eddie about the baby as you sit on the couch in the living room. He walks in handing you the warm bottle. "Can you feed her?" You ask quietly. But Eddie hears you.

"Yeh, yeh of course sweetheart." Eddie says sitting on the couch. You pass her to Eddie once he's sat along with her bottle kissing Eddie's cheek then haleys head before walking to your bedroom to get stuff for A shower.

"SO you like have a child." Dustin says watching Eddie feed his daughter the bottle.

"Yes and a wife." Eddie answers.

"And you've been married..." Mike says

"2 years been together for 5." Eddie says, setting the bottle by his feet, leaning back on the couch and laying the baby on his chest, gently patting her back.

"And the others knew." Dustin says as Eddie nods.

"How long are you off school?" Mike askes.

"I'm just going back to do my finals. I won't be there any other time." Eddie says as the tiny baby burps. The two nod.

Moments later you walk back in, wearing a pyjama vest and Eddie's sweats. Your stomach has shrunk since the birth of haley and it makes Eddie smile seeing you comfortable enough to wear the vest as when she was first born you wouldn't take off his hoodie.

Not that it mattered to Eddie he loved you every shape and form and you grew his baby in you. When you mentioned your insecurity to Eddie just before haley was born he comforted you and said, "either way your sexy no matter what n you've got me. If.. that helps? Probably not but you get my gist."

You sat next to Eddie and he handed you haley. "Common ill take you two home no point in going back to school." Eddie says. He too the teens to Dustin house and then came straight home.

He entered thr trailer and headed to your bedroom to see haley asleep on your shared bed and you sat up looking at her giving Eddie a smile when he entered the room. Eddie strips of everything but his boxers.

"Now give me a twirl." You says smiling at him from the bed.

He turns slowly as you clap quietly before laying on his side next to you. "SO those are two of your friends?" You say raising your brows and Eddie nods putting an arm over your waist.

Eddie looks at you then to his daughter and smiles. Taking your hand and kissing it. You lean down and kiss him on the lips.

"I love you." HE says as your foreheads touch.

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

"I love you most." You smirk kissing him again.

Yeah Eddie was a happy man. He may still be in school but he's got everything he wants Sat right on his bed. His beautiful wife and tiny daughter.

-

Months later he graduated walking off the stage hugging you nice and tight laying a sweet kiss on your lips. Wayne holding 3 month old haley who's arm where flapping for Eddie. He took her from Wayne kissing her nose as she open mouthed his cheek.

The stunned look on Jason's face to see Eddie munson holding a baby in one arm with his hair and his other arm around your waist as your hand was behind haleys head. Eddie smirked to himself kissing your head. Wayne shooting him a proud smile and nod. The others soon came running over. "Finally man thought you was gonna end up going to school with haley." Gareth says smirking at Eddie.

"Shut up Gareth." You says earning a laugh out of Eddie.

"Y/n I'm wounded." Gareth says shocked.

"You heard the lady shut up." Eddie says smirking.

Gareth rolls his eyes.

Everyone stands and talks. Eddie saying haley needs feeding so you guys have to go. In reality you had fed her before and Eddie just wanted to go home.

"I am so proud of you." You say kissing his cheek.

"Yeah? Do I get a special treat for how proud you are." Eddie smirks.

"Maybe... you'll see when haleys in bed." You say smirking at him running a hand through haleys curls.

Yeah Eddie was right. 86 was definitely his year.

[toxic-aries]

masterlist/blurbs:

❤︎ = smut

Eddie Munson:

down on the king ❤︎

you are fed up with eddie giving all his attention to the upcoming D&D campaign

keep those on ❤︎

you find your boyfriend wearing something a little bit different

Thinking about modern day eddie loving face time ❤︎

you and eddie experiment on facetime for the first time

my tattoo artist went down on me ❤︎

eddie munson offered to design a new tattoo for you, during the session things got a little heated

i belong to you ❤︎

he gets jealous of you and Steve, so he’s shows you who you belong to.

jealous ❤︎

dating one of the most famous rockstars can get frustrating sometimes due to jealousy, but you decide to get a rise out of him while he’s on stage

make me yours ❤︎

eddie wants to make everyone know you're his

found you

post-season 4 episode 9, you discovered a familiar person hiding out in the trailer park

[grumpypixistix]

I know I need to get off my ass (but I’m also busy and fly out in 2 days) and write my rockstar!Eddie x rockstar!reader fic but I keep having these other daydreams-

Like Eddie cuddling you and telling you how much he adores you, pulling your body closer to his

Or Eddie smiling at you with that wide toothy grin when you ask him about his campaigns, making him all warm and fuzzy that you show interest in something he loves

And even when he comes home late at night from a long hellfire meeting, plopping on the bed and curling up against your chest, burying your face in his dark curls as you both fall asleep

But there’s also the never ending thoughts of him slowly placing a trail of wet kisses down your tummy and eating you out like it’s his last meal, moaning lowly and rutting his hips into the mattress as he tries his hardest to not fuck you right then and there

WHOO I need to cleanse my brain 😭😭😭

[beidousbeloved]

i forgot that i was going to talk about new writing soon but i remembered now so i’m going to do it now

i have like a bajillion of my old works that i need to republish, but i’ll probably post them whenever i do not have time to write anything new. i think either ditch day or glowing in the dark will likely be the next series i bring back, but it might be something entirely different.

one thing for sure- all requests are open right now (as of 01/08/23) and they’ll remain open until the end of the month.

who i write for

request guidelines

[strangerthingsmamareblogs]

Love-love!!

Gone But Not Forgotten. Eddie Munson x Reader

A five part series.

Summary: Two years after the earthquake that hit Hawkins in ‘86 you’re strolling the local farmers market; the last one of the summer season with your baby girl sat on your hip when you bump into Eddie- Who you thought had died two years ago. The same age your baby girl is, and who happens to look exactly like the man in front of you.  (SPECIAL THANKS TO @eddiessidegirl​ for helping me plan out these parts)

Part One: Strawberry

Part Two: Apple

Part Three: Orange

Part Four: Peach

Part Five: Cherry (Finale)

[lokis-army-77]

Private Viewing

Camboy!Eddie Munson x fem reader

Word Count: 6.8k

What happens when your favorite camboy is in your class? You should stop watching his content... or should you? What happens when you are eventually paired together for a project? Everything will be just fine, won't it?

Warning: 18 +. This is pure fucking filth. Spit, masturbation (m and f), use of vibrators and fleshlight, choking, multiple orgasms, squirting, oral (f reviving), fingering, voyeurism? Soft!dom Eddie, tell me if I'm missing anything.

Thank you @lesservillain for giving me this wonderful idea. 💗 and @munson-blurbs for figuring out if I should do this for Steve or Eddie and for helping give me a title💗.

Masterlist

Nothing but slick sounds filled your room, the occasional deep moan calling out from your laptop speakers accompanying your own sweet cries. The guy on the screen, Ed as he called himself, or DungeonMaster as he was known on Only Fans and Twitter, was fisting his cock in his heavily ringed hand. He was putting on a show for more than ten thousand viewers but the way he stared down the camera with those dark eyes made you think he was watching you, fucking his hand to the way you were pumping your fingers in and out of your soaking wet pussy. 

You had stumbled upon his Twitter three months ago and he immediately captured your eye. The way his tattoos wrapped around his pale skin, how he wasn’t all lean muscle like the other OF guys, his tummy by no means a six-pack but he still looked strong enough to sweep you off your feet with ease. His moans were heavenly and so was the deep timber of his force as he praised you through the thirty-second video clip. It was all enough to convert you from your usual consumption of smutty books to the infamous Only Fans sight. 

Since then, his streams and videos have become the one and only thing you get off to. And like then, tonight was no exception. 

You were so close to the edge, Ed’s moans spurring you on. Your fingers move at an almost inhuman pace in and out, in and out. 

“Rub that clit for me, baby. Need you to cum.” He groaned, head resting on his shoulder as he continued you pleasure himself. 

“Fuck!” You gasp as you rub your clit with your free hand. Your rhythm is horribly off but it doesn’t matter, you are so close to cumming. So so so close. “Please,” you beg out into your empty room. You aren’t too sure why or what you are pleading for. More friction? More fingers? More words of encouragement from him? Maybe you’re asking to cum? 

It’s like he had heard you through the screen as he moaned out, “That’s a good girl. Just like that. Doing so well for me. You gonna cum baby? Yeah? Me too. Want me to count for you?” He nods his head lazily. “I knew you would baby. Okay. Five.”

You want to cry.

“Four.” 

The strings tugging inside you are becoming taut.

“Three.”

You feel like you’re going to explode. He’s counting too slowly.

“Two.”

The tears are flowing now.

“One.”

You let out a strangled scream.

“Cum baby. Do it, now.”

Your walls clench around your fingers and your legs snap shut, trapping your fingers. Every muscle in your body is shuddering as those strings snap and your release comes out in a stream, wetting your hand and the bed. Your hearing has gone, there’s a ringing in your ears but you can faintly hear Ed cumming as well. 

With watery vision and slow movements, you turn to face your laptop screen just in time to see his tattoo-covered chest painted with milky white ropes of cum. 

When the ringing subsides you hear him say more clearly, “Thata girl. Always make me cum so much.” He takes a towel and wipes off his chest and stomach before adjusting the camera view to the shoulders up. “Get you some rest baby, I’ll see you on Thursday.” 

And then the live is over. 

Slowly, sluggishly, you remove your hands from between your legs and begin the now regular clean-up routine before going to bed. 

…

Three days later, Thursday rolls around, and thus begins the fall semester of your junior year of college. It’s a groggy morning, everyone is tired and very unenthusiastic about having an 8 a.m. advanced music composition class. 

You had struggled to get out of bed at six this morning just to get one of the dorm showers first before they were all taken up. Luckily two of the five were open and you were able to get to class a whole twenty minutes early, even having time to grab coffee at the on-campus Starbucks on the way.

The music building was old and the tables you and your fellow students sat at were even older. It all added to the sleepy ambiance. Your eyes drooped and you yawned every time someone else did, the black coffee you had chugged not doing anything for you. 

You’re only awoken when your professor, a stout old man with a very severe receding hairline, slams open the door to the classroom a little too hard and it hits the brick wall, creating a loud, startling bang. 

He apologizes before making his introduction.  He then gets out a clipboard with a sheet attached and hands it off to a girl in the front row, instructing everyone to fill in their name and school email for his role sheet.

It’s only once you’ve finished and passed the clipboard on, that you notice the guy two seats down from you looks vaguely familiar. You can’t quite put a finger on it and it bugs you. 

His hair is pulled back into a messy bun and his clothes make him look like the alternative guy of your dreams back in high school. He’s got rings on almost every finger and an aura that just screams confidence. 

It begins to become a problem, your inability to place this guy's face. You’ve only taken a handful of notes the entire first hour and thirty minutes into this two-hour class. Your eyes are constantly staring at him no matter how hard you try to make yourself pay attention. 

Then, he raises his hand to answer one of your professor's questions. That’s when it clicks. Your pen falls from your grasp and your mouth forms an O. 

“Oh my fucking god. No. It can’t be.” You think to yourself but just to be sure you take out your phone, turn the brightness and volume down, and hide it under the table. You open Twitter as fast as you can and you don’t even have to look for his user, he’s the first post on the screen. 

Ed @ DungeonMaster86 was boldly displayed above a picture of the guy sitting next to you with his massive dick in his hand. 

It’s a wonder you weren’t caught with how you practically choked on thin air and began furiously looking from your phone to the guy and then back to your phone. 

Your stomach drops. You can’t keep watching his videos, can you? That wouldn’t be right. That would be weird, watching the porn your classmate makes. 

When class is finally called to an end you pack up as quickly as you can and bolt out the door to your next class, hoping that by getting away from Ed, you'd be able to concentrate. Out of sight, out of mind.

That statement turns out to be false when he is in your next class and when you spot him in the student commons talking with another guy. It's like once you made the connection of who he was, he was everywhere.

…

Arriving back at your dorm, you throw your backpack on your desk, snatch your laptop out of it, and struggle to jump up onto your bed. Never had you been so thankful for the single dorm than this moment as your curser hovered over the bookmarked Only Fans page at the top of your screen. No roommate meant no one would see the moral dilemma you were currently losing with yourself. 

‘You know him, it’s wrong to keep watching his videos.”

‘What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him though. The only way he would know you are watching is if you tell him, you aren’t going to tell him, are you?’

‘No…’ 

‘Then it’s okay, it’ll just add an extra element of taboo to his streams. Plus, he’d miss you in the chat.’

You sigh as the devil on your shoulder wins out once again, talking you into something you know you shouldn’t be. But hey, it feels good to be bad. 

Steadily, you click on his bookmarked profile and the first thing to pop up is the live stream that is currently in session. And against your better judgment, you enter the stream.

He’s only just started, people are slowly filtering in. Ed is sitting on the edge of his bed, shirt off, and a singular, ringed hand teasing himself through his black jeans. 

You breathe a sigh as he looks into the camera, eyes half-lidded, luring you in. It does the job, because in an instant your fingers are typing out a message in chat. 

Princess23: hi Ed

His eyes flicker as he reads his messages, smiling as he replies to you. "Hi, Princess. How's my girl been?"

There's a bubble of excitement at the fact that he recognizes your username, even if you've been a regular in the chat for months.

Princess23: stressful… you've been distracting me.

The reply to his question is truer than he realizes. 

"Aww, princess, is that so? You've been thinking of me?" He leans back on his free elbow, still groping himself with the other hand.

Princess23: yes. been thinking about your cock, how much I want it in my mouth. 

It's one of the less bold comments you make but it makes you blush all the same, especially now.

"Yeah? You want me to fuck that pretty little mouth? Of yours?"

Princess23: yes please

"Mmm." He hums, fingers now fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans. 

You set your laptop to the side and start to situate yourself. Slowly taking your clothes off one by one. 

Ed replies to a few more comments before announcing that it's time to start.

He leaves the screen for just a moment before coming back with something in his hand. Smirking at the camera he shows it. A flashlight in the shape of a mouth.

"This one’s for you, Princess. Since you need my dick so bad," Ed explains. He sets it on his bed before making a show of taking his jeans and boxers off. 

As you watch, your hands roam your body. Fingers pinching and pulling at your sensitive nipples before trailing down. The light touch over your ribs makes you giggle. Then you rub and scratch at the inside of your thighs. 

Ed's moans are now coming through your speakers, you tilt your head to watch.

"Spit on my cock baby, get it nice and wet for me." He commands before spitting in his own hand and rubbing it on his thick length. 

"Your mouth looks so pretty like this, waiting, drooling for me. Need me to fill it so bad don't you, baby?" 

"Yes." You answer him breathlessly, fingers teasing around your mound. 

You watch and he sits back down on his bed, thighs spread, a hand cupping his balls and the other grabbing the fleshlight. He lets out a long, drawn-out moan when he inserts his cock into the fake mouth. 

"Fuck baby, your mouth feels so perfect." 

You can't help but whine. Allowing your fingers to finally circle your clit. 

The both of you go one like this for a bit. Him fucking the fleshlight and you massaging your clit. But then you need more, more than your hand can give you. So you reach to your bedside table, stretching at an uncomfortable angle to open the drawer and pull out the purple mini wand you kept there.

The vibrations start slow and constant as you press the toy to your clit. It pulls soft, quiet noises from you as you watch your computer screen. Your mind is blank, filled only with the pretty sounds Ed is making, the way his body looks, and the pleasure between your legs.

There are no thoughts. You follow his lead. When his hand speeds up, you kick up the vibrations, when he slows down, you turn the vibrator back to the first level. 

It's a rollercoaster, almost, taking your pleasure for a ride. The stream isn't even done yet when you feel that tight pull in your abdomen. The toy works you up fast. 

So you stop. Taking the toy away and changing positions. On your hands and knees, you hug a pillow to your chest and prop the toy up under you, keeping it standing as you push your clit down onto it. It's not even on and it's making your hips buck in sensitivity.

You turn it back on and immediately feel the slick seeping from your cunt and running down the toy. 

"Oh fuck," you cry.  Your eyes locked on the screen where Ed has also changed positions. 

He's got his own toy lying on the bed and he's laying over it. The way his leg and glute muscles contract as he thrusts into the toy has you memorized. 

He chants, "Baby, baby, baby." Over and over. What you would give to have him chanting your name instead. Like a prearranged falling from his lips, praising you, worshiping you.

The need for him grows and so does the tightness in your core. 

Reaching your hand down you turn the speed up. Your hips buck into the toy and you bury your face in the pillow. You're close.

He’s not far behind. Peering up from your pillow you can see his thrusts are sputtering. Sporadic as he draws close to his end. 

“God dammit, baby. Gonna cum in this perfect mouth of yours. Fuck. Can you swallow it like the good pet you are? Hum? The good pet I know you can be?”

“Yes.” You turn up the vibrator. “Fuck, wanna swallow all of you. Please.” 

The vibrations are becoming too much but you keep the toy pressed into you, hips shaking at the feeling of being overstimulated. 

Without warning, you cum with a guttural cry into your pillow. Body spasming, muscles twitching. You can still hear Ed moaning and the sloppy sounds of his cock fucking the fleshlight. 

With barely any energy you reach down between your heavy body and the bed and turn your toy off. You don’t even bother with your computer, too exhausted and fucked out to exit the stream. You fall asleep to the sounds of your new classmate's self-pleasure. 

…

It’s October now. The semester is halfway over and you’ve still been watching Ed, or Eddie. You learned his actual name in class when your professor called role on him by name the second week. 

Today you are being assigned a partner for the final project. You have your fingers crossed that Eddie won’t be chosen as your partner but as your professor calls out pairs, it seems luck is against you. 

You freeze when your name is called and directly after so is Eddie’s. You groan internally. How the hell are you supposed to do this? You already have trouble concentrating when he sits two seats away, what’s going to happen when he actually interacts with you?

There isn’t much time to think about that as he abruptly moves from his seat to the one directly next to you. 

“Hi.” He says, eyes bright and expectant. “I’m Eddie.” He holds out his hand for you to shake but you just stare at him. He looks at you curiously before waving his hand in front of your face. “Hello? Cat got your tongue?”

You snap out of your stupor and accept his hand, shaking it as you introduce yourself. “Sorry. I was a bit out of it.” You say, trying to play it off as you just staring off into space. 

“No problem.” He smiles. “Uh, do you want to exchange numbers so we can figure out when we can work on this together?” 

“Oh, yeah. Here,” You open your phone and push it to him with the messages app open. “You can text yourself.” 

He does just that, even going as far as putting in his contact name as Eddie with the skull and crossbones emoji beside it. 

“Great. I’ll text you when I’m free. I have work on Mondays and Thursdays, sometimes on Saturdays, but other than that I’m usually free.”

You nearly choke when you realize he’s given you his streaming schedule. “I- uh. Okay. Just text me when you can.”

"Sure thing sweetheart." He grins at you before standing, grabbing his things, and heading out of class along with the rest of the students. 

You sit there for a minute, thinking. God, what are you getting yourself into?

…

You both have finally come up with meeting times that work for both of you. Tuesday and Wednesday after seven. Giving you time to get to the school library after the closing shift at your on-campus job. 

It’s been two weeks of working together on this project and it’s been easier than you had originally thought to concentrate on the task at hand and keep your dirty thoughts at bay. 

Right now, you are both sitting in one of the private study rooms looking at Eddie’s computer as he explains why this particular cord progression would fit with the emotions you are trying to convey in your composition. 

You sigh, “Eddie, as much as I love that sound, I really don’t think it fits with the overall composition of the song. It isn’t as emotionally charged as I��d like it to be.”

“Well show me something similar to what you’re wanting.” He rakes his hand through his hair. It’s been a long night for each of you. It seems that every new section of the song you are creating for the project gives you a new challenge to work through together. 

You pull out your phone and Eddie leans over to watch as you begin to type. There is a particular song you are thinking of that has the weight and emotion you are trying to convey with your own music and as you type the first letter of the song, O, the first suggestion that pops up is onlyfans/DungeonMaster. 

Mortified, you slam your phone down on the table. Eddie looks at you with an eyebrow raised. 

“What was that?” He asks.

“What was what?” You answer. 

“Why did you slam your phone down?”

“Oh, I just forgot the title of the song.”

“Right…” He scratches under his chin and then stretches back in his chair. “Why don’t we call it quits for tonight? It’s getting late and we aren’t going to agree on anything if we’re both tired.”

A yawn suddenly comes up out of nowhere and you then realize how tired you actually are. “That sounds good to me.” You agree with Eddie and begin packing up your things. You don’t want to be with him longer than you need to be right now, even if he seemingly didn’t notice his OF user pop up on your phone screen. 

“Bye Eddie.” You wave to him on your way out the door.

Faintly you hear him call out to you, giving a goodbye of his own. "See ya, sweetheart."

… 

After your little slip, you began avoiding Eddie. At least in person, you still tuned into his streams. You bailed on the next three meetups you had planned, helping only through voice notes and text. Eddie said he understood when you said your boss was forcing you to stay late to deep clean. 

It was Thursday now and when you saw him in class he barely looked your way and you wondered if he had seen what you hoped he had not. 

You tried stopping him once your lecture was over, feeling an anxiousness creeping into your mind. Your conscience had been telling you to come clean. To explain your perversion. Let him know you watched him, that you paid to enjoy seeing him fuck into a toy or his hand. 

You called out his name and reached for his arm. "Eddie."

He turns to you. "Hum?"

You take a deep breath to ground yourself. "I wanted to say sorry for not being able to come help with the project."

"It's okay, you said you had work." He replies, unbothered. 

"No, Eddie, I didn't get held back at work. That was a lie."

He doesn't look all too surprised. 

"I've kinda been avoiding you because- well, because of what I think you might have seen on my phone that day."

Eddie stops you there. "Can this wait until later? I've really got some errands to run before work."

"Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry to keep you Ed." You had meant it as a nickname but as it came pushing past your lips it was too late to take it back. You had never heard anyone call him that outside of his onlyfans. 

You watched as his eyes widened at the name and a spark went off behind them. "I'll see you later sweetheart." The smirk he gives you isn't the usual playful one you'd seen him throw before. No, this was sinister, like he knew.

Your heart fell into your stomach as you watched him walk away, leaving you alone.

Tonight as you logged into the stream, it wasn’t to get off. It was to see if he'd show any signs of knowing you might be lurking about among the thousands of viewers.

When the video loads, Eddie is sitting in his desk chair. He's talking to the chat like he always does. There's something different in the atmosphere around him, mischief if you've placed it correctly. 

He keeps replying to comments until the clock reaches 6:10. It's time for the show to begin. 

"Tonight I have a very special treat for you guys." Eddie starts as he reaches over just off camera to his desk. "I've got the wand out." 

The chat erupts. Eddie doesn't bring his vibrator out often, but when he does, you know it's going to be a good show for every party involved. 

"I would also like to say hello to a special quest in the stream tonight." Eddie’s smirk gets bigger and your heart pounds in your chest. "Hi, sweetheart. Hope you enjoy yourself." 

You feel like you've been shot. There's a ringing in your ears and your breathing has stopped. 

He knows. Fuck. He definitely knows. You've never heard him say that pet name on camera. It's always babe or baby when he refers to the collective whole watching the stream. Eddie has only ever used that name with you.

Eddie starts up the vibrator, tracing it over his covered cock. He hums at the feeling, loud and long. 

You clench your thighs together. You tell yourself you should stop watching but you can't bring yourself to. 

'He knows." You argue with yourself.

'But he wants you to watch. Why else would he say his pet name for you? Why else would he say he hopes you enjoy yourself? He knows and he likes it.'

The devil on your shoulder makes sense again and you curse it. 

So, you watch. Intently, you watch. Your eyes never leave the screen. 

Eddie whimpers once he has his cock out of his pants. The tip is a deep purple/red color, showing how worked up he's gotten already.

He lets his head fall back, resting on his chair as he moves the vibrator down to his balls. He presses it into himself before dragging it up his shaft and to the head. 

You feel a wetness seeping into the cotton of your panties and as his legs widen, yours press together more. 

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, sweetheart." Eddie moans, mouth open slack and eyes squeezed shut. 

You can't believe he's saying your pet name and making those noises. You wonder what he's thinking about. How you'd look sucking on his cock? Maybe what it would be like to be pounding into you, watching your cunt suck him in and clench around him. 

Eddie grits his teeth when he turns the speed up. One hand is holding the vibrator just at the frenulum while the other is cupping and squeezing his balls. 

Your thoughts are running wild and your hips have started to rock in search of some kind of friction.

He moves his hand from his balls and begins to tug on his shaft. Deep guttural moans fill the air, and the sound of them turns you on even more. 

It's not long before Eddie is bucking his cock into his hand. You can see his muscles straining in his legs as he does. 

"Fuck fuck fuck- ah fuck sweetheart, you've got me so close. Fuck." His voice is pinched. You can see the exhaustion in the furrow of his eyebrows as he pressed the vibrator over his tip, the change in placement making his hips shudder. “God, I’m gonna cum. The thought of you is gonna make me cum, sweetheart.” 

Hearing his breathy, deep, timber of a voice say that the thought of you was going to do him in had you thinking you might just cum too. No touching required, just Eddie and his beautiful noises. 

In a matter of seconds, Eddie is choking on his words as his balls go taut. He lets out a drawn-out grunt and ropes of cum begin to spurt out over his chest, covering him like a painting. He doesn’t even bother to clean himself up before he looks into the camera and says good night, chuckling when he mentions your particular pet name again. Then, the screen goes dark. 

…

Fridays are slow in the used bookshop you work at. Especially after 4:30. No one had been inside in maybe an hour? Your boss left early, leaving you alone to close down at 6. For the past fifteen minutes, you’ve been putting misplaced books back where they belong, sweeping, and tidying up anything else you see. 

Because of the usual slowness, you have your headphones on. The music isn’t loud but it does drown out the sound of the bell chiming as someone enters the building. You are unaware of the person creeping up behind you until you are suddenly turned around and corralled against the bookshelf. 

You let out an alarmed screech only for your mouth to be covered by a big, warm hand. Your headphones fall to the floor beside you as they are accidentally knocked off your head. You hear his voice then, whispering in your ear. 

“Hi, Sweetheart.” 

“Eddie-” You heave, relieved it wasn’t someone coming to kill you in cold blood.

“Did you enjoy my show last night?” He leans back, caressing a strand of hair away from your face. 

You shake your head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” You deny. Even after you had told yourself you would come clean to him, granted that was before you knew he knew your secret. 

“You don’t know, do you? I think you do why else would my account have popped up on your search suggestions the other day?” 

Keeping your mouth shut, you refuse to answer. 

Eddie takes your chin between his fingers and moves your face to the side as he leans into you. His lips tickle the shell of your ear as he speaks again. “So… Which one of my subs are you? Hum?”

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out. 

Eddie tuts. “Don’t get all shy on me. Tell me. Now.” His tone is dominating. It’s one thing to hear it over a computer speaker, it's another when you hear it in person. His presence alone had your knees knocking. 

“I-I,” You can't help but stutter. “It’s Princess23.” You shamefully tell him your user, eyes looking anywhere but his.

He sucks in a breath. “Oh, Princess. That was you?”

He forces you to look at him and you nod your head. 

You hate that he’s making you look him in the eye, but you can see what’s swirling around deep within them. Desire, lust, dominance, but nothing mean. Nothing hurtful. 

As you watch him, you catch the minute changes in his expression. His jaw clenches and his eyes darken, a hunger taking over as he stares you down. 

“I can give you a private show if you want, baby.” He leans back in. “Right here,” He nipps at your ear lobe. “Right now.” 

“Eddie, we can’t… We’re at my work.” 

He looks around you, head swiveling to peer down both ends of the aisle. “It’s fine Sweetheart, no one’s here but us, right?”

“Yes, but-”

He cuts you off with a finger over your lips. 

“Then let me show you why the real thing is so much better than what you’ve seen online.” He doesn’t give you time to think before his lips are on yours. 

They are soft, almost pillow-like as they mold against yours. His tongue slithers its way into your mouth, tasting you, he moans when he does. 

To you, he tastes like menthol cigarettes and black coffee with the faintest hint of weed. It’s intoxicating, and addicting. You’ve only had one taste and now you won't be able to function without him.  

His hand cups your cheek and pulls you closer. Your arms wrap around his neck, fingers tugging at his hair. His body keeps you pinned to the shelves and he spreads your legs by inserting one of his own between them.

With him being so much taller than you, it only takes you barely bending your knees for you to make contact with his thigh. You are thankful when he doesn’t stop you from humping his leg. The friction of you rubbing yourself against him has the seam of your pants pressing against your clit. It’s a wonderful pressure that leaves your mind blank. 

When he pulls away, you follow, not wanting his mouth to leave yours. Eddie chuckles when you give a needy whine. 

"It's okay baby, I'll give you what you want." He coos. "But first, since you wanna get yourself off, you've got to make yourself cum on my leg."

You pout. "But Eddie…"

"Ah ah, don't complain sweet girl, you'll only make it take longer. Now get to work."

You do as he says, rolling your hips with purpose against him. He doesn't help you at all, he only provides support and kissed along your jaw every few seconds as he watches you work. 

It's harder than you thought it would be. The layers of denim dulled the sensations yet added to the tension your clit felt as the fabric rubbed against it. 

"Mmm, fuck." You gasp, fingers gripping onto Eddie’s shoulders. "M'so close. Eddie, I'm so close."

He smiles at you and he gives your body gentle touches. "That's it, Princess. Let go. Being such a good girl for me."

You moan loudly at his praise. 

"That right sweet girl, use me to get yourself off. That's it, keep going."

His words are spurring you on, your hips, although losing their rhythm and steadiness, keep going strong. Then, you feel it. That tautness in your tummy and the ache in your bones. You are so close.

"Please, Eddie. Ah- so close. Need more." Your words are short and your hips move faster. 

"What is it, baby? What do you need?" Eddie asks, willing to give you just a little.

"Kiss me again," you beg. 

He obliges. Taking your face in his hands and practically devouring you. 

The canter of your hips stalls as your body shudders against him. A sticky wetness can now be felt,  uncomfortably, between your legs.

"So good for me." He praises.

You can feel how hard he is, his needy cock prominently pressing into your thigh.

"Wanna feel you. Eddie please, I need to feel you." You're practically begging him to fuck you now.

"Yeah, sweet girl? You need me to stretch that pretty pussy on my dick? Make you feel so good, baby." He trailed his kiss down to your neck, stopping only to suck and nip at the sensitive skin. 

You nod frantically. "Yes, yes Eddie. Need you inside me."

Hands rush to unbutton pants, fingers caress bare skin, breaths hitch. You tug at Eddie's pants impatiently as he pulls your own down. The sudden feeling of cold air hitting the pool of slick between your thighs. 

You are both a whirlwind of arms and clothes and a few books falling from their shelf. Eddie’s fingers make their way to your center, exploring between your folds. 

You throw your head back, cracking it on the shelf above. "Ow," You moan out in pain.

"Careful there, Sweetheart." He gives you another kiss and moves his unoccupied hand to cradle your head.

The pain is instantly forgotten when two of his thick fingers circle your clit before pushing into your entrance.

"Mmmm- god." He feels so good inside you, fingers curling into your walls. The wet slick of him moving fills the stagnant air of the bookstore.

"You're sucking me in, baby. Pussy squeezing me so tight." Eddie rests his forehead on yours, his breath mixing with your own. "Can't wait to feel you around my cock."

Gasping in response, you buck your hips up into his hand. "More-"

It doesn't take much convincing for Eddie to pull his hand from between your legs and position his hard length at your entrance. Slowly he slips inside, meeting no resistance with how wet you are. 

Eddie pushes into you, cock stretching you out farther than you think you've ever been before. His one hand rests on the back of your head while the other pushes your shaking hand out of his way as he goes to press it against your neck.

You grasp his arm, nails scratching his skin as he chokes you. 

"Oh- oh, Eddie. Fuck me." You cry, cunt fluttering around him. 

Your words are music to his ears. His pace begins steadily. In and out at a lazy, leisurely speed. Then he picks it up, hips bucking faster and faster. 

He's giving it all to you. Everything you've dreamed of since you saw him on your Twitter all those months ago.

The head of his cock is repeatedly hitting that one spot inside of you that makes your toes curl. You can’t keep yourself up. The feelings coursing through you have your knees buckling and Eddie does a good job at catching your weight. 

He stops his movements to try and situate you. “Come on, baby, gotta stand up.” 

You shake your head. “I can’t, s’too much.” Your heart is pounding in your chest, if you even tried to stand you would just fall again. “There's a couch.” You point to the back of the store. “It’s in the break room.” 

Eddie grunts as he hoists you up in his arms and follows your directions. 

The couch is old and made of leather. It is cold on your skin as Eddie lays you down and you shiver as he rips your pants and underwear from around your ankles. Never would you have ever imagined being naked from the waist down in your work break room. 

In contrast to the cool leather, Eddie’s hands are searing hot. He grips the back of your knees, picking your legs up and spreading you out. You’re almost folded in half. 

“Jesus fucking christ. You. Are. Beautiful.” He enunciated every word. The complement has you keening and clenching around nothing. “Fuck, look at that pretty cunt. She’s gaping for me.” Eddie smiles, eyes flickering to yours before looking back to your most intimate part. 

You let out a wonton gasp when he spits, a glob of it falling right atop your parted slit. Eddie takes a hand away and grabs his cock. He rubs the tip through your folds, giving your clit a heavy tap tap tap before entering you again and grabbing the back of your knee again. 

Eddie wastes no time in pistoning his hips into yours. The new angle gives him free range of movement to fuck you fast and deep. The skin of his thighs makes a sharp slapping sound when he connects with your ass, it sets the rhythm for the song of your shared moans. 

“Pull your shirt up.” He commands and you do as he says. Lifting your shirt up and over your breasts. Eddie lets out an irritated grunt at the sight of your bra. “That too.” He puffs out and you pull it up as far as it will allow. 

Your breasts bounce as Eddie fucks you mercilessly into the couch. His eyes are shamelessly trained on them. “Fucking hell, Princess. Gimmie our hands.” 

You reach out for him and he grabs your wrists, guiding you to hold your legs back like he had been doing. With the newfound freedom of his hands, he extends them out to play with your tits.  He pinches and tugs at your nipples, making you moan in pleasure as he continues his assault. His thrusts become faster, harder, more desperate. You know he's close and you can't take much more either. 

“Eddie… Ah- Eddie-” You babble out his name. You wiggle under his hold and the harsh prodding of his cock into your cervix. The strings of another orgasm are being pulled tight. 

He growls. “I know baby, I know. Fucking cum for me. Cum on my cock.” 

Tears well up in your eyes and begin to overflow. Your body writhes, back bowing, muscles straining. You’re on the precipice. 

Eddie sees how close you are and moves a hand down between your legs, circling his thumb over your slick-covered clit. 

“Oooh- Oh fuck!” You scream. “Shit shit shit shitshitshitshit…. Ah!” 

“Louder.” He moans. “Want the whole town to hear you sweet girl.” 

“Eddie! Oh, I’m there. I’m fucking there.” You cry, fat tears rolling down your cheeks as you let go. A scream erupts from your throat. Even in your ecstasy, you can feel Eddie’s tempo shift. He’s losing speed. 

“Goddammit. I cumming too.” Eddie whimpers, sinking into you fully. His cum fills you up and you can fill you as it runs down your ass as he pulls out. 

Your body is twitching as he moves you to lay more fully on the couch. He doesn’t follow though. No. He sinks to his knees and before your foggy mind can even comprehend it, he attaches his mouth to your pussy.  

You are pliant under his touch, unable to resist. His tongue explores you and you moan in pleasure. He’s lapping up the mixture of his cum and your slick, humming at the taste the whole time. 

You choke back a sob when his tongue flicks repeatedly over your clit before he begins to suck on the already abused bud. “Eddie, please.” Reaching down you tug on his hair but he doesn’t move. “Ed-” He starts shaking his head, burying himself in your pussy. 

Another orgasm is quickly approaching. Your breathing quickens and you can feel your body trembling as he works you up, sending you higher and higher until you can’t take it anymore. Your orgasm hits you like a wave, and your body spasms in pleasure. He doesn't stop, continuing his ministrations until you finally come down from your high once more.

“Christ. You taste so good.” He says as he crawls up your spent body. Draping himself over you he places kiss after tender kiss all over your face. “Did so good for me. I’m so proud of you.” 

“Yeah?” You whisper. 

“Mhum. So proud.” He grins, the light of the room catching in the wetness covering him from nose to chin. 

Eddie cuddles into you more and your eyes close. He’s exhausted you. You both lay there in silence, content in each other's presence. Eddie eventually falls asleep, his breathing slow and steady. You don’t have the heart or the energy to wake him. You stay awake, just barely, still in awe of what happened. 

It feels like hours have gone by when you finally do shake Eddie, calling out to him softly. He stirs, grumbling as he looks up at you. 

“Eds, baby, I need to lock up.” 

He only rests his head back down between your breasts. You shake him again. 

“Eddie.” You say it a bit more sternly. “Get up and I’ll let you take me back to yours.” 

That gets his attention and he’s up and dressing himself in an instant. You on the other hand are slower, feeling the prominent ache between your legs. He has to help you pull your panties and jeans back on. 

He has to help you close the store as well, your legs weak and not trusted to hold up your body weight without crumbling to the ground. 

Never had you thought this was how this would end. Sitting in the passenger seat of your favorite camboy's car as he drives you to his apartment, grinning like the Cheshire cat as you both think of all the fun things you’ll get up to. Round two was bound to be wilder than the first.