#lovejosephquinn

[eddieschains]

Joe’s “speech” from part 2 of @lovejosephquinn fic That Should Be Me 

I had to and i’m so glad i did

[ali-r3n]

🚂 CHOO CHOO CHOO! The LOVE TRAIN has entered the STATION. Let’s keep the train chugging along by sending this to FIVE OR MORE of your favourites along with a reason why they are special to you. Let’s fill the tracks with LOVE and HAPPINESS 🚂

Ali, you’re amazing. That is all. 🫶🏻 ily

ILY TOO

[eddieschains]

oh my- 🫠🫠🫠

NSFW Alphabet. These are my own head canons and opinions for what I think Joe would be like in the bedroom and let's just say I don't mind the sound of it. 💀

A is for Aftercare: Joe's a cuddler through and through, we all know that his love language is touch and after going at it for as long as humanly possible, there's nothing better he enjoys than wrapping his arms around you and snuggling up, humming silly rhymes at you, tickling your arm sweetly and telling you how much he adores you.

B is for Body part: Joe adores his hands being all over you, he loves the feel of your skin against his, the smoothness of the contact as he glides along your body so sensually and effortlessly, there's not one part of you that he couldn't name a favourite because he literally tells you that he wants and loves all of you every single day.

C is for Cum: Joe's a sucker for pulling out at the very last second, muttering for you to get down on your knees, to open your mouth as you watch him fist himself extremely unsteadily, his cock throbbing encaged inside of his hand.

D is for Dirty Secret: Joe will keep your underwear for safe keeping, occasionally taking it with him to places when he knows he's going to be without you for a long time, a special memory to keep him satisfied.

E is for Experience: Joe knows his way around the bedroom, his most favourite thing to do is explore your body, finding out what you like and dislike the most, knowing not what someone he previously might have been with had liked doesn't mean you're going to. But he's tried many different tactics and several positions to keep you going, so you're always up for seeing what he's going to get up to next.

F is for Favourite Position: Joe will bend you over wherever he pleases, he loves the feel of his balls slapping up against you, where he can gain the most control and feel all of him inside of you. It's a must for him to be able to stare uncontrollably at your ass jiggling whilst he pounds you.

G is for Goofy: When he's all in it, there's full seriousness until the moment it ends. But there's the odd time (especially when he's had a few drinks) that he'll be giggling when you're making certain faces, mimicking the moans you made and stupidly strip teasing in front of you, except he's tripping over his own two feet.

H is for Hair: Hair pulling. Hair tugging. A straight up yes for him. As for the crotch area, traditionally groomed, not too hairy not too bald, the odd curl to match his own head of hair. Standard.

I is for Intimacy: There's no beating around the bush, Joe's intimate levels are second to none and you will always feel taken care of in any sense when he's around you, but in the bedroom it's always took up a notch from the way he's got a hold of you or is egging you on and begging for your own release over his.

J is for Jack Off: Whether it's in front of you or away from you, Joe will always be thinking about you when he's getting busy by himself. His imagination runs wild and he'll just find himself rubbing down over his trousers, thrusting his hips up, eyes closed getting a straight up view of you on top of him, he'll edge himself for a while until he's a shaking mess.

K is for Kink: Degradation. Joe will make you feel like he hates you but then will love you even more afterwards, calling you names, pulling your hair, choking, marking and spanking. He's more dominant than you'd ever think possible and he'll go multiple times just to hear the sweet sounds of your screams.

L is for Location: He's typically a bed man, but he's not opposed to having you up against the wall if he can't be bothered to make it there first, the elevated feel of you bouncing on his length whilst he ploughs up into you is something that could make him cum instantly.

M is for Motivation: It doesn't take much to get Joe going, his sex drive is so high that he'll be making both threats and promises that if you're out, when you get home and you've been teasing or just generally look really good, you're in for it.

N is for NO: Joe really doesn't entertain the thought of anal sex, he's all for playing around with you when you're being fucked but he's not all bothered about trying or doing it.

O is for Oral: Joe prefers to go down on you all day long, there's nothing he'd rather do than have your legs spread apart and be tasting and enjoying his favourite meal. But in the same breath, if you're offering he will not refuse and will go all out to make sure he's fucking that pretty little face of yours until you're panting for air.

P is for Pace: He loves to tease you by starting off slow but then it'll build up, especially when you're practically begging him to fuck you harder, he will obey as soon as he feels your cunt clench around him, a soft grunt leaving his lips and there's no stopping him after that.

Q is for Quickie: If there's only time for that, he'll take it. But Joe much prefers to be able to take his time with you, hours of pleasure, making sure you're satisfied each and every time.

R is for Risk: Joe isn't one to take a real risk when it arises, but it doesn't mean that he's not game to experiment if it's something that he likes the sound of.

S is for Stamina: Joe's become a master of edging, he'll make sure you've orgasmed several times before he does and even if there's the one time that rule for him may slip, he'll keep going, urging you on to keep taking what he's giving you so well.

T is for Toy: Joe will love using your toys on you, he'll even let you use it on yourself whilst he just lays there watching you, his eyes boring down towards the main show you're putting on just for him. He even enjoys it when you use a vibrator on him, sucking on his balls whilst stroking it around his sensitive area just below his tip.

U is for Unfair: Teasing is his favourite past time, it's his very own mission to have you shaking and squirming before him before he let's himself gain pleasure. You're pretty sure he gets off on watching you beg for him to fuck you or to even just slip a finger in just to rid the ache he's encouraging.

V is for Volume: You're definitely louder than him, and that's just how he likes it. But when he moans you know about it. The soft groans that leave his lips when he first goes inside of you send you to a blissful melodic heaven. His favourite thing to do is whisper dirty things into your ear, telling you what he's going to do to you, how amazing you feel but finishing off in telling you that you're such a good girl, his good girl to be exact.

W is for Wildcard: There's no in between when Joe's under the influence of alcohol, he's either all sweetness and light or completely feral for you. The fantasy he's always had is eating you out down the side of an alley way, the wetter the better, your legs are squirming around him, wrapped around his neck to keep a grip of just where he wants you.

X is for Xray: An absolute head canon, my own opinion if anything. But his size is just above average, more girth than anything, something that you would definitely feel and he knows exactly how to use.

Y is for Yearning: An average sex drive, once he's in the mood there's no stopping Joe but he's all up for a quiet night in and good cuddle, even going out on a date night and spoiling the shit out of you and not having it end in passion is good enough for him.

Z is for Zzz: Joe's not one to go straight to sleep after sex, it actually wakes him up a little more and he'll talk your ear off or do his best to make you laugh, even when it's the middle of the night, he's quick to remember a story to tell you whilst you're cuddling away, his speech will start to slur but you'll eventually drown out his voice into the back of your head whilst you slip into peaceful slumber yourself. The occasional mhmm back to him is all he needs to know you're listening. It's rare he'll be asleep before you.

[joesquinns]

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thank you for always being amazing ale, ily 🫶🏻

This has been sitting in my inbox FOREVER - sorry about that but tysm darling 💕💕💕💕💕

[hellfiremunsonn]

Happy birthday!!!

Hope you have the best day my lovely. 💛

ANOTHER LIL GUY WIF A CAKE

THANK YOU 💕💝💘🌟🧡💞💝💘💕

[choke-me-joey]

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No u ❤️❤️❤️

Thank you so much omg I'm in tears

[seatnights]

like this naughty idea @eddiemunson-mylove & @lovejosephquinn created!

pick 2 Joe characters that you’d have a threesome with (and you can’t say Joe)!

Tom Grant

Eddie Munson

Think it’ll be a soft dom & hard dom situation, up to you to chose who is who, i’ll enjoy my self in the meanwhile. Btw, this was harder than what i thought, there’s other characters that i love, but since we’re talking about the three way 🤭

ps. to be honest, i know Caracalla is gonna be hot, but the film is not out yet soo (it’s still an option shh)

No pressure tags (do this just if you’re comfortable!) (but it’ll be nice to support this idea!):

@willowsgrl @jamdoughnutmagician @wordscomehither @tlclick73 @pepsimunson @pleasantlycrazyworld @xlilithb @cooliestghouliest @penguinsandpotterheads @paranoidmunson @ratskcoreddie @i-me-mine @sleepy-quinns @havecourage-darling @lostgirl677 @newlips @mvnsoneddie86

+ everyone who wants to support them and is comfortable with this. Let’s boots this post!

WAIT OKAY SO IT JUST CAME TO ME ON FT WITH @lovejosephquinn

2 Joe characters that you’d have a threesome with (and you can’t say Joe) 🫣🫣

For me it’s gotta be:

1. Eddie

2. Enjolras

And I’ll be having an absolute blast

Imma tag:

@quinnypixie @thepastdied @seatnights @joehhy @joejoequinnquinn @lovejosephquinn @choke-me-eddie @bimbobaggins69 @icallhimjoey

(You don’t have to but wouldn’t it be AMAZING to dream about 🥲)

[seatnights]

Who are some of your favorite fan fiction writers?

i spent hours to collect usernames of authors i enjoyed reading from, and i’m sure i missed some, but i tried.

are u ready for this?

authors you SHOULD support:

oneforthemunny / icallhimjoey / jamdoughnutmagician / rosebudsgarden / willowsgri / joequinnisgod / eddiemunsons80sbaby / chrrymunson / eddiemunsonswhxre / lonelysatellites / loveshotzz / usedtobecooler / carolmunson / upsidedownwithsteve / sherifftillman / spicysix / emsgoodthinkin / retrobutterflies / tiannasfanfic / athena-writes-i-guess / shesinchargeareyoukidding / cooliestghouliest / singularattitudeofasafetypin / babybluebex / quinnyfairy / moonchildquinn / i-me-mine / luveline / myosotisa / silent-stories / blueywrites / steviesbicrisis / munson-blurbs / ficsbypix / lovejosephquinn / eddieschains / prettyboyeddiemunson / eddieandbird /pleasantlycrazyworld / corroded-hellfire / trashmouth-richie / justmeinadaze / mopeymopeymouse / munsonslilbunnie / keeponquinning / gatorstillman / allthingsjoeq / jadeylovesmarvelxo / mysticmunson / sugarsblurbs / taintedcigs / gag-me-munson / gravedigginbbydoll / ratskcoreddie / andvys / manicpixiedreamcurl / thruheavenandhighwater / joejoequinnquinn / munsonsreputation / upsidedownmvnson / hellfiresmaster / elightysixbaby / eddiessluttywaist / littledemondani / choke-me-eddie / eddiemunsonsmum / eddiemunsonfuxks / pinkrelish / hllfireclb / indulgence-be-thy-name / wheels-of-despair / hellfiremunsonn / filthyjoetini / ghost-proofbaby / havecourage-darling / forever-rogue / queenimmadolla / josephfakingquinn / roanniom / bimbobaggins69 / songforeddiemunson / munsons-hellfire / honey-flustered / eddie-van-munson / storiesbyrhi / lovebugism / neonghostlights / harrywavycurly / chestylarouxx / courtingchaos / galaxy-siren / harringtons-cupid / hard-candy-writing / wroteclassicaly / raccoonboywrites / dr-aculaaa / palomahasenteredthechat / palomahasenteredthechat / forevermoreharrington / corrodedcorpses / strangerquinns / sunnythevampireslayer / lesservillain / stevenose / eddiesxangel / stveharringtn / spookysteddie / keeksandgigz / darlingsfandom / her-power / idkidknemore / francisquinn / inkluvs / ashwhowrites / hellfire--cult / succubusmunson / v8mpstamp / stevieswhore / munsons-maiden / rustboxstarr / corrodedseraphine / reidsbtch / lexlec / katiemcrae / the-unforgivenn / keerysfolklore / appocalipse / familyvideowithsteve / tiannamortis / joekeeryswife / bettyfrommars / cinemamunson / munson-mjstan / teddyeyeseddie / lofaewrites / mediocredreams / leasstories

OK SO

here we have 137 authors, i didn’t tag anyone cuz i would probably have disturbed half of the fandom, sorry if it’s more difficult this way, but i hope i could help you a bit.

obviously, there’s no order of preference of any kind, and i tried to put as many authors as i could but i know i’ve missed someone. if i did, i’m deeply sorry, it wasn’t on purpose and i have nothing against you! if you wish you can message me or slide in my ask and ill add you immediately!

now, i’m a bit tired after all of this, and my hand hurts but:

DON’T FORGET TO SUPPORT THE AUTHORS!!!

they put their works for free!!! everyone can enjoy media and content for free thanks to them! and it cost you nothing to reblog and share their work.

thank you for every creators / writers/ artist out there to make every single works of yours and sharing them with the world. all of you deserve so much, and thanks to you for so many people the day gets better, it’s like having a sweet little treat, like taking care of yourself, like finding a place where you are understood. so, thank you infinitely. keep it up cause you’re doing amazing!

-🤍🌻🌱

[eddieschains]

Baby I can’t keep up with username changes, thought where’s she gone now and then I saw you’re now eddies big toe and wheezed💀

oh my god i tried to tag as many people as possible but i know i forgot too many 😭

it’s not my fault. blame @eddiemunsons-missingnipple

[ali-r3n]

Happy Valentines Ali my love. Here’s some bts Eddie to bless your blog. Thank you for always being around! Ily 💜

🥹😭 Thank you 🥹😭

Happy Valentines Day to you too 💜💜

Thank you for everything you do for me. Knowing you makes my life a lot brighter. ILY TOO 🥰

[eddieschains]

"Do as I say you ignorant little brat, on your fucking back before I make you."

Could you do a Joseph Quinn x female reader smut where he makes her squirt for the first time

I'm beyond obsessed with how thirsty I'm making all of you, that is quite clear from the requests I keep getting for Joe x Reader smut. I'm not complaining btw 😈

Am I correct in assuming that Joe has a purely naughty and insanely filthy side though? Yes ok. 💀

UNDER 18'S DNI TYSM.

Joe had you right where he wanted you in that moment, you straddled on his lap grinding at his bare thigh, his hands squeezed your arse cheeks, indenting them causing marks with his fingertips, holding you down further for you to really feel the benefit. You were creating wet patches all along his leg whilst you threw your head back in pure bliss.

"I'm going to make you cum so hard for me tonight."

That only pushed you along further, your head landing down onto his shoulder as you bit down onto it, the friction underneath feeling more intense by the second.

Joe halted you by placing his hands on his hips. "Enough, get on your back for me." You tried to ignore his order, pushing your hips back and forth like your life depended on it.

"Do as I say you ignorant little brat, on your fucking back before I make you."

Taking no notice and disobeying Joe's dominance for the last time, he lifted you from where you hovered and tossed you down beside him, leaning over you and taking your throat in a tight grip. You almost heard growling under his gravelly tone.

"Are you going to carry on being a disobedient slut, or are you going to be the good fucking girl I know and do as I say?"

Joe grasped your cheeks, pushing them inward to make your mouth open and spat directly into your mouth, you could of almost cum where you laid alone from the commands.

You nodded, his hand returning to your throat as he crashed his lips onto yours, not showing a hint of passion, pure lust was all there was to be seen. His tongue lapped around yours and then you felt it. His thumb started to rub brutally against your throbbing clit, putting as much pressure as he could on it making you yelp into his mouth.

He broke the kiss and sat up, leaning over to your nightstand and getting your vibrator out of your draw, it was one you'd bought recently, and you'd made the mistake of telling Joe how good it made you orgasm one time, he obviously didn't forget.

"W-what are you doing with that?" your cheeks flushed.

"I'm going to watch you squirm whilst it attacks your cunt, if you attempt to close your legs if it gets too sensitive, I'm going to choke you again, okay?"

He didn't even give you a second to adjust, pulling apart your pussy lips and ploughing it straight where it felt best. The electricity filled you from head to toe, your hands dug into the sheets beneath you, and you bit down onto your lip, stifling the scream that was aching to come out.

He turned it up, press by press the intensity grew, at first, he traced it in light circles, then Joe began to push down harder, paying close attention to the side of you it hit which you seemed to respond to most.

His eyes bulged from his sockets as he used his free hand to jerk his throbbing cock, watching you writhe below, your eyes were rolling to the back of your head. Your thighs started to close the gap between them, but you stopped yourself when you realised.

"Close call, there's the well disciplined whore I know."

His almost evil cackle of laughter saw him moving the vibrator down to your hole and a few seconds later brought it back up until you arched your back, every one of your moans bounced off the four walls around you and it felt like your soul was leaving your body, like you were so close but so far away.

"Fuck yes, you're taking it so well baby, it's making me leak so much pre-cum, shit you're such a good fucking girl."

You almost couldn't take anymore but that brought you even closer when he decided to slam two fingers inside of you, the vibrator causing so much tension on your bud but the feeling of his thick fingers that curled up inside of you made you lose it completely.

"I-I-I'm going to c-"

Joe pulled his fingers out, taking them in his mouth to taste you as he pressed down as hard as he could on your stimulated cunt, you screamed his name as you made the mess of your life, fluid flying everywhere, not only did you cum, you squirted erratically, the vibrator slipped around your clit crazily due to how wet through it was with your juices, making Joe's mouth fall open, a huge smirk falling onto his face.

"Oh my god Y/N, oh my good god."

Your chest was heaving as Joe threw the vibrator to the other side of the bed, slamming his cock straight inside of your gaping hole.

He thrusted as fast and as hard as he possibly could, the feeling of his thick cock clenched by your walls made the sensitivity of what had just occurred even greater. Leaning down to buck into you deeper, you clawed at Joe's back and latched your mouth onto his neck. "Shit, I'm going to cum already, you see what you fucking do to me, you see that you squirting has made my cock burst."

He let himself go in you, you could hear his heart thumping, his breath screeching as he moaned clearly and directly into your ear, his orgasm came fast but that was all down to seeing you losing it like you did.

[joesquinns]

I’m obsessed with your header omfg

I feel ya 🫠

If you want I can make you one - just send me an dm 😉

[potterhead2207]

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@miserable-sarah - Sit

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@riversong-sam - Squish Me

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@chrisevansonly - Surprise!

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Frank Adler

@kthynes - Spoke Too Soon

Lloyd Hansen

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Steve Rogers

@oh-my-damn - Guilty Pleasures

@miserable-sarah - Impressive

@miserable-sarah - Untitled

@riversong-sam - Be Careful

@heli0s-writes - Slow Like Honey Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

@heli0s-writes - I Need A Forest Fire

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Henry Cavill

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[hellfiremunsonn]

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[eddiemunson-mylove]

"It's Just Us"

author's note -

back again with another smut for ya'll. Was not expecting it to be so long yikes! I'm going to thank @lovejosephquinn for basically threatening me to get this done :)

I'm also going to tag @thepastdied as a fellow big titty bitch. This one is for the girlies like us

a classic friends to lover's trope, with the additional bed sharing trope... ahhhhhh

summary -

After sharing a bed with your best friend, you wake up to see him ogling at your tits... do I really need to say more?

slightlypervy!virgin!Eddie x largechested!bestfriend!reader

Reader can be perceived as plus sized as she is a part of the big titty committee, but it's not necessary

warnings -

18+ | Protected Sex (because they're smart and you should be too) | Strong Language | Reader is very insecure about her large chest (totally not projecting 💀)

word count -

5.3K

masterlist

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When you woke up this morning, to say you were surprised was a slight understatement. It was the rustling of sheets next to you that had disturbed your slumber. There was another sudden movement from beside you, this time the perpetrator landed a thump to your shin followed by a soft “shit”. Typical of Eddie to immediately wreak havoc upon his first few moments awake.

He rustled some more, no doubt trying to stretch his limbs from the uncomfortable position he had left himself in last night. You, however, had yet to open your eyes and welcome in the golden morning light. You just lay completely still, ruminating on the events that had led you here to be kicked in the shin and perspiring from the additional body heat radiating from your best friend. 

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The night before…

Steve was to be the last out of the door. With a quick turn to the two of you as he pointed with a stern look to Eddie, “Look after her, you hear? Get home safe doll,” he directs to you with a wink and shoots off into the night.

Eddie had hosted another successful evening of drinking and catching up with his friends, now ultimately yours too. The trailer held just enough space for yourself, Eddie, Steve, Nancy, and Robin to be seated. Going back and forth with one another with little updates about each other's lives. These kinds of meet ups were rare and cherished, all of you working steady jobs which resulted in time for you all to be together at once. But having known each other from school, their bond would always prevail. You’d hoped that you could get to that point with them all too.

You and Eddie had been friends for just a short while now. You had moved to Hawkins the year prior and he had been one of the first to grace your presence when the long move had kicked your car in indescribable ways. He began taking overtime to work on your lump of metal and even offered to drive you places in the beginning, though you would regretfully decline. Things escalated when you would spot him around town running errands. Sporadic meetings turned into coffee trips, turning into days out together, turning into being invited into his close group of friends. The last year has been nothing short of a dream, and Eddie has been there to encourage you and envelop you in light and laughter. 

As Eddie closed the door behind Steve, he twisted his waist and clasped his hands together, “Nightcap before you go, sweets?” His grin was wicked but you know there was no malice, only mischief and a desire to keep you here longer. 

“Only if I’m pouring Munson,” you clap back, “I’d actually like to wake up again in the morning.” you gave him the most exaggerated wink that you could muster, emphasised further with a pair of finger guns before plodding off into his kitchenette to find clean glasses. He followed you of course. You noticed that he did that from almost the moment the two of you met, like a lost puppy. Although you were the one that felt kind of lost when he didn’t do it.

One drink quickly became two as you began to share your fond memories of your first encounter. Two became three when you both elaborated on your in depth plans for the future, of course, including each other. You lost count after four. Your shared recollections had only catalysed a trip down memory lane, telling wild stories from high school and various adventures that you had both been on and how you wished the other could have been there too. 

It was clear that neither of you were in a fit state to drive. And when a passing glance to the clock that read 2:06 had confirmed your suspicions that a taxi wasn’t going to be an option, you knew you were staying the night. Neither of you were the first to admit it. Although there was evidently a shared understanding after reminiscing about the amount of whiskey Robin had oh-so-graciously spilt over the couch in her final hour here. You were definitely sharing a bed tonight. Neither of you were against the idea. It was just a new boundary in your relationship that was going to be crossed. Friends share beds. It didn’t have to invoke such a reaction in your chest, matched with the heat rising to your cheeks. But it did nonetheless…

The whole ordeal had been awkward beyond belief. Eddie fumbling around with his duvet and clearing the one side of his bed to get rid of the collection of washing (clean or dirty? You didn’t dare ask), before he sprawled himself like a starfish across the expanse of the mattress with a high-pitched giggle to himself. You stood hesitantly in the doorway to Eddie’s bedroom, nervous at the idea of being forced into such close proximity. You suppose you could consider yourself almost afraid. Afraid that you’d become self-indulgent in the situation. That you would internalise the night too much, only to be let down when he would reinforce the friendzone card. 

Too caught up in your tangle of thoughts, you hadn’t noticed that Eddie had rolled over to await your own drop onto the bed only to see that you’d stood paralysed. He shuffled himself into a seated position on the edge of the bed and peared up at you.

“Hey, where’d you go just now?” his voice was almost silent, the soft whisper lulling you gently from your trap. 

“No. Don’t worry about it,” you shake your head, “just zoned out”.

He was standing up now, making his way to you slowly. Both hands had raised up to grip your upper arms delicately. Eddie stooped his head slightly to match your eye level. You too could see a flicker of nerves in his eyes.

“It’s just me, sweets. It’s just us,” he beams, “I won’t bite… unless you want me to.” Finishing his little pep talk with a wink and a nudge to your shoulder with his fist. After a deep roll of your eyes and a tired smile, you went to the bathroom to remove the majority of your clothes for bed. 

Left in only your cami top from beneath your shirt and your panties, you took one final look in his stained mirror. Going braless had taken a considerable amount of convincing, ultimately choosing your own comfort rather than Eddie’s. Sure, you figured your current outfit would have him stoic enough. But you didn’t want to be the cause of his death when visible nipples became involved. Having to once again pull away from your thoughts, your feet pattered back to his room, you find him deep into dreamland anyways. An inevitable effect that alcohol had on Eddie. At least you wouldn’t have to face the awkwardness of explaining that you don’t tend to bring pyjamas with you to any and all occasions.

With just enough space left for you to crawl onto your side of the bed that he had barely left you, you pull the covers over the two of you and place your head on his embarrassingly flat pillows. You were facing each other now, and this gave you a chance to admire your closest friend while he was at his most peaceful. You already knew that you had feelings for Eddie, you weren’t oblivious to this. But to replace the friendship you had with the risk of something more just didn’t appeal to you. You loved him too much to lose him. So with a weak hand reaching up to brush a stray curl out of his face, and a soft “night,” you closed your own eyes and let Eddie’s even breaths lull you into unconsciousness.

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Adjusting your eyes until they were just open a slither, you’re met with Eddie facing you. Well, his body was facing you, but the slight tilt of his chin tucked into his chest and the lack of eye contact made it clear that his focus was elsewhere. You were by no means naive. You knew exactly what he was looking at without even having to follow his line of sight.

You had always been a larger-chested girl. You started growing boobs from a younger age than most around you and they never seemed to stop growing until you’d reached your later teen years. You never missed how certain shirts wouldn’t fit you right and how dresses would bunch up if they had chest seams. But you certainly never missed how people would stare. Not even just men, anybody. The non-stop gawking if you were to wear a lower neckline, their eyes flickering from your chest to your face when you wore a tight-fitted outfit. You’d made peace with it, accepted that it’d never change. You can’t say that you were overly shocked to find Eddie in the exact same position, he was only human after all. 

The thing that had surprised you had been the barely-there grin. The fondness in his expression. Almost as though he was gazing in admiration, rather than the pity or the condescension you were used to. The way his lashes fluttered as he grappled between needing to blink but wanting to stare just that little bit longer. A gentle hum escapes his lips as the corners of his mouth twitch upwards some more.

You huff a small chuckle, your own lips beaming in amusement as his head snaps up to meet you. Horror engulfs his face and his eyes, you think, couldn’t possibly widen any more. You wait for his defense, for his panicking, for his justification. But you’re met with only silence. Silence, and the look of pure dread.

“Mornin’,” you smirk at him, a playful glint in your eyes. “Enjoying the view I see. You’re acting like you’ve never seen tits before” you add after a pause, fueling the fire. 

You were wrong. His eyes widened even more…

You won’t deny that there had always been a certain tension between the two of you. Not something you could quite put your finger on but the realisation was always just stuck on the tip of your tongue. You recognised it in the flirtatious banter that you shared, leading many to believe you were a couple. You perceived it in the prolonged touches, the longing stares that both parties were guilty of. But you had always been just… friends. You believed that your feelings for him were rooted in the want for attention, to be somebody’s favourite person. It had only been recently that you felt it blossom into more. Your only dilemma was whether Eddie returned these feelings. 

But with him now shamefully caught ogling at your chest, you at least knew that he was definitely interested in a part of you. You began to snort a laugh at him, rolling slightly onto your back to direct your laughter away from his face into the void air of his room. Going back to face him once again, you’re met with an exaggerated pout as he grumbles out, “It’s not funny”.

You’d calmed down very quickly when you saw just how defeated he had become. His expression was crestfallen, and you’d berated yourself for thinking you’d pushed him too far. Tracing your steps back to when you could have elicited such a gloomy response from him, you suddenly drew in a sharp breath, cringing slightly at the words getting ready to leave your lips.

“Eds… you have seen tits before right?” It seemed like such a dumb question in retrospect, but you had realised in this moment that you had never seen Eddie with another girl that wasn’t Nance or Rob. And that he had never mentioned girlfriends tonight whilst you droned on about the trials and tribulations of school.

He playfully scoffs at you, “Of course I’ve seen tits before. Like, maybe. Just, like, not in real life,” he admits, defeated. It’s at this new piece of exclusive Eddie-lore that you have a lightbulb moment. Clearly he was interested in your rack, and you were interested in him. It seemed like a win-win in the first instance. You could show Eddie your tits, and then he’d fall head over heels for you!

Okay, definitely a tad far-fetched. But this was your one shot. You’d never had an opportunity to express how you felt to him before and while this method was highly unconventional, it was worth a shot. Which is what led you to vocalise,

“I could show you them, if you’d like?” you ask, more timidly than you had intended. Eddie deadpanned, awaiting the punch line. But once he saw your expression was that of sincerity rather than sarcasm, he was quick to splutter his words.

“Shit! Umm, are you sure?” he asks, “I mean yeah, that’d be great an’ all, but like, for real?” clearing his throat and trying to maintain a casual demeanor, he eagerly awaited your reply.

“Sure Eds. I don’t mind, really. As your best friend I would be honoured,” you assert with a lighthearted giggle. You don’t miss the slight wince in his face once you’d pulled out the friend card. It further fueled your hope for the future.

“Well then, as you are being so generous and noble, it is I who would be honoured,” he announced in his best medieval knight voice. The two of you broke into a fit of laughter, both feeling slightly delirious at the proposition laid out before you. That same proposition was also the reason the laughter dies down as quickly as it started and the room began to feel more silent, more serious. You’re the first to start speaking again,

“Hey, umm… before I do this, I just wanted to let you know,” you began fumbling your words in shame, “boobs don’t… look how you may think they do. Especially not like your magazines.” you finished with a tight inhale. One side of your mouth twitched upward to produce a defeated grin. 

“But boobs are just… boobs?” You could see the genuine confusion flash across his features with his reply. His response only pulled a sigh from you.

“Yes. But you see, they get past a certain size and everything just sort of… falls apart?” you attempt. You’re met with no response, his silence urging you to elaborate. “Like, gravity obviously plays a big part in their demise. They’re heavy, and I mean heavy, Eddie. And because of how they fall, how they just drop down, everything is sort of… stretched out. You can see all of the imperfections, all of the pores, the spots and blemishes. And it never ends. They will never be like those blonde pin-up girls in your crusty magazines because they are not real. Real life only leads to disappointment…”

With one final push of air from your lungs you finish your speech with, “You’re more than welcome to see your first pair of real tits Eddie, but I know it’ll only end in you wishing you’d saved yourself the trouble.”  

You could see that Eddie’s eyes had glossed over. You knew he had a hard time with you putting yourself down when he cared so much for you. Yet he said nothing. He just stared, directly into your eyes, as though he’d only been allowed to for the first time. With the quilt rustling again, you didn’t have time to see Eddie’s hand. You had only felt it as it made contact with your cheek, his thumb brushing your cheekbone timidly. And that was when he had spoken,

“Hey…,” his smile was gentle, his eyes were even softer, “It’s just me” 

And you believe then that you know he would never judge you. Of course he wouldn’t. He wasn’t capable.

“It’s just you,” you parrot back to him, your lips finally turning up once again. He pushes out a soft chuckle from the very back of his throat as his hand comes around for his pinky to flick against the tip of your nose lightly.

“It’s just us, princess…”

That was the final encouragement. You were being silly, you thought. They are just boobs perhaps, as you reach to pull at one strap. You were just simply doing a favour for your closest friend, you justify as one arm is free from its constraints. He seemed to like them enough to gawk at them, you reason with yourself, as you begin to unceremoniously tug at the second strap from underneath you. As you whittled the strap down your arm, the fabric that had previously been shielding your modesty had peeled from your chest and your top had now bunched around your waist.

With Eddie’s focus still maintained on your face, you quickly glanced down to make any adjustments that could be deemed unsightly before peering back up to him and giving him a barely visible nod; he had seen it though. As his attention swiftly flicked back into the position you had caught him in barely 10 minutes ago, you kept your eyes on his face, desperately trying to read any facial expression or slight muscle ticks that could indicate any distaste from the man you were so eager to impress.

He retracted his hand from your cheek and began to shuffle backwards in an attempt to gauge a wider field of view for the gifts you had presented to him. The excitement he exudes was impossible to miss. Almost like a child being told to pick out a new toy of choice. His eyes darted between the pair laid out before him. Like you had explained, your boobs had gravitated more towards the mattress and drooped over your bottom arm rather than sat in the centre of your chest, much like how you imagined Eddie had expected them to be. But there was no indication that he seemed to mind as his tongue darts out to caress over his top lip, his eyes blown in bewilderment.

The sudden change in temperature after being freed from your top had hardened your nipples, making them look slightly more ‘normal’ looking than their usual flattened out state. Eddie’s hand that had previously graced your cheek was now laying flat against the bed between your two bodies, his fingers jolting and twitching slightly. You knew what your next move had to be.

“You can touch them, if you’d like?” you voice, sounding more like a small squeak than actual words. Your nerves had sent a fresh sheet of goosebumps over your skin, your nipples still peaked and aching slightly against the draft in Eddie’s room. His eyes meet your instantly, once again widening as though he was seeking your definitive permission before he gets ahead of himself.

“Are you sure?” followed by an audible gulp, “I mean, I’d love to but… you don’t have to do that”

He was so careful with his actions and his gazes that you knew you’d have to instigate anything further. Lifting your hand to grasp at his wrist that lay on the bed, you slowly spread out his palm and pressed your chest up more before placing his hand directly over the centre of your breast. A sigh of relief that you were not aware you were keeping escaped your lips in the same instance that a croaky groan left Eddie’s, the two harmonising together in perfect synchrony. 

The tips of his fingers start to explore the sides of your boob, tracing shapes lightly along the thinner skin there. Allowing his fingers to prod experimentally, he gains enough confidence after a few moments to give his first delicate squeeze. While the action itself was miniscule, it was still enough to elicit a small whimper from you, causing Eddie’s eyes to once again return to yours. With his lips quivering slightly to suppress his satisfaction, his next squeeze was significantly firmer. You watched as, almost in slow motion, the fat of your breast buldged through the gaps of this fingers. Eddie seemed to watch this too, his only reaction being a low “oh, fuck…”

You huffed out a small chuckle before responding, “Everything you expected them to be?” He began to nod vigorously, his curls rubbing against his pillow. Watching his irises dance across your chest had induced many feelings. The most surprising feeling being safety. You knew that in this moment, you could rely on Eddie for anything. He would be cure to all ailments, the cause of all of your laughter. He held the key to your heart, and you knew that he would guard that key with his life. The realisation brings a fond smile to your face. The strongest feeling, however, was enough to wipe the smile straight off your face. That feeling that could not be mistaken for anything else…

You wanted him. You wanted Eddie Munson, your best friend. You desired him, longed for him… burned for him. And just as these revelations had made themselves apparent, Eddie had gently swiped a thumb across your peaked bud causing you to shudder. No, you didn’t want him, you needed him. With your mind now clouded with lust, you reach up a hand to cradle the side of his face, caressing his cheekbone with your thumb. You needed to approach this right. Needed to make absolutely sure that you hadn’t read it wrong, that the line was worth crossing. And as Eddie slowly shifted his gaze to meet yours, his eyes completely blown out and hazy with what you could only recgnise as lust, you had all the confirmation you needed. 

But before you could even process what your next move would be, Eddie had already lunged forward and forcefully connected your lips together. You let out a sudden gasp before fervently reciprocating the kiss. His lips were warm, soft. Of course he had to mock you with having the perfect pillowy lips at a moment's notice. Eddie had opened his mouth to deepen the kiss, but had not yet made any intrusion into your own, just enjoying the moment wholly before he could over-extend his actions. You on the other hand had wanted him to push the boundaries; wanted him to explore your mouth, leaving no corner unsearched. Deciding to test the waters you jabbed your tongue into the tip of his, earning yourself a raspy moan, the vibrations making you exert your own breathy whine.

As your tongues danced with one another in perfect cadence, Eddie’s hand that had previously found home on your breast had now slid its way to snake around your waist. Giving it a slight squeeze, he wraps his arm around you to satisfy his only mission of pulling you flush against his body. As your chest collided with his own, noting to yourself that he hadn’t even bothered changing out of his Slayer shirt and sweats from last night's gathering, a deep guttural groan erupted from his chest. You broke the kiss to meet his eyes, swooning at the closer proximity between the two of you.

“You okay there handsome?” you tease, trying to egg on his newfound confidence. It had seemed to work as he mumbled back to you,

“I’ve just always wanted to know how it felt to have the most perfect tits pressed against me,” he rasps out, “so thank you, Sweets”

Rolling your eyes at his dramatic antics, you playfully retort, “God Eds you make yourself sound like such a virgin.” Feeling brave, you decide to hook your thigh over his hips in order to further reduce any remaining space between you. And that’s when you feel it. You feel just how much of an effect your boobs had had on your best friend. You feel just how much Eddie had needed this too. How he yearned for it… ached for it.

He hissed quietly at the contact, one corner of his now swollen lips turning up slightly. With a bit more courage of his own he goaded to you, “If you want me to stop sounding like a virgin so much… then why don’t you change that?”

Plunging straight back into an impassioned kiss, you shift slightly to be able to wrap both arms around his neck, pulling his face impossibly closer as though any slight distance would rip him away from you. With his arm still tucked snug around the expanse of your back, he swiftly rolls onto his back and takes you with him, leaving you laying on top of his frame. Your hips had already unconsciously decided to grind against his crotch, the friction proving to be delicious for the both of you. You lost yourself in the kiss, delving deeper and deeper as though you sought to drown. Alas, you had to force your mind to swim back to the surface, breaking the kiss to ascertain clarity of the situation.

“Eddie, are you sure about this? Is this really what you want to do?” you question. Ending this now would be a devastating outcome. But it would be necessary if there was a possibility that he was unsure, in order to salvage your friendship, if that’s what this still was. He sits up abruptly and shuffles slightly up on the bed to lean across the headboard, taking your body with his as though that was what they were designed to do. 

“You're kidding right?” he deadpans, “Fuck yeah, this is what I wanna do! Can’t you feel how insane you’re making me?” You chuckle at that and nod, giving your hips a mischievous wiggle, producing a short exhale from him. He continues, “There is no one else that I could even consider sharing this moment with. Me. You. This… it just makes sense.”

He’s staring straight into your eyes now. The deep brown orbs unravel the very last of your previous reservations. And he maintains his eye contact as he removes his arms from your waist to pry his shirt from his skin that had collected a slight sheen from the anticipation. You didn’t see where his shirt went and neither did he, both of you lost in each other's gaze. Your own hands reach down to find the hem of his sweats, hooking your fingers at his hips and tugging them down along with his boxers until they sit just behind you, collected around his mid thighs.

Breaking the stare, you peer downwards in an attempt to see what you’d be dealing with. You were impressed to say the least. Sure, it wasn’t gonna win any awards, but it was definitely the biggest out of what you’d dealt with before. Enough to make your walls clench around empty space. Enough to make your mouth salivate. Sitting pretty against his abdomen, encased in a thatch of curls. You could see that it was waiting for your next move, twitching at the anticipation.

Quickly glancing up to his face and seeing his confident persona falter slightly, you leaned up to press a chaste kiss to his lips before lowering yourself over the shaft, rocking your hips slowly to create a delectable friction. Eddie was quick to whine out at the feeling of your clothed cunt rubbing salaciously against his bare cock. With your forehead pressed to his, you quickly found your rhythm, each rock of your hips making you pant and whimper at the feeling of him rock hard against your swollen clit. 

His hands suddenly shoot to your hips to halt your movements before pleading out, “Please, sweetheart. I can’t take all of this… need to be inside of you, please” The final plea was pathetic, sounding truly fucked out before anything had really begun. Normally you’d be inclined to tease and torture him some more, to use him for your own pleasure. But this was Eddie. Your Eddie. And so it was only right for you to heed his request on demand. 

“Do you have a condom?” you inquire, raising your brows slightly to ephasise the urgency.

“Yeah, uhhh shit hang on,” he reaches to his far right to impatiently yank his top drawer open and fiddled with the unopened box before pulling one out and grinning as though he’d just struck gold. Taking the foil from him, you’re brisk in tearing it open and pinching the tip before wrapping a hand around his shaft to begin rolling it down. He whimpers and hisses at the minimal contact, earning an inquisitive look from you.

“What?! It feels good,” he exasperates, “You’re literally touching my dick”

With a light snort you quip, “God baby, you really have no idea…” You admire the way the pet name brings heat to his cheeks, dusting them pink. Lifting yourself gently with your knees, you use your free hand to swipe your panties to the side whilst lining him up with your other hand still grasped around him. Alerted by a quivering exhale from below you, you pause right on the precipice to smile at the beautiful man.

“Hey… it’s just me,” you mirror from earlier, hoping the phrase could provide him with some comfort, “okay? It’s just us” you finish. Waiting for his curt nod as an acceptance, you slowly lower yourself onto him, the stretch immediately welcomed by your fluttering walls. You had let out an elongated hum the further you sank down, whilst Eddie sang a string of curses at the brand new sensations.

Once you had bottomed out you left little time to adjust for the both of you, your need becoming all-encompassing. You’re quick to lift yourself again, stopping to drop back down sharply once almost at the tip.

“Oh my… fuck. Shit, okay” Eddie had become the shell of a man, losing himself completely in the feeling. With a steady pace, not too slow to cause frustration but not too quick to overwhelm him, you begin to bounce. Eddie’s half-lidded eyes were level with your tits, lazily watching them jolt with your movements, his jaw slack. All that could be heard was the slap of your breasts against your chest as well as your arse on Eddie’s hips, and his pitiful moans.

“Ahh, shit I won’t last sweets,” he mutters out, his words slurred in his pussydrunk state.

You slam your hips into his as hard as you could, relishing in the strangled cry of the broken man before you, before once again grinding your hips to meet that delicious friction of your clit against his thick patch of hair. The sensations cause your walls to flutter and grip his cock sporadically, in turn making Eddie whine with each breath he takes.

With this new motion, along with the pathetic display below you, your high was fast approaching. You opted for a combo of grinding your hips together whilst also lifting slightly for Eddie to feel the insatiable drag through your erratically clenching pussy. Feeling his hips begin to thrash up to desperately chase his high, you feel your own suddenly crash through your entire body. The rhythmic pulsing sends Eddie over the edge with you, gripping your hips like a vice as he yells out his strained groans, his voice significantly dropping a few octaves. 

With your body going limp against his, you’re only able to muster up enough movement to press an ardent kiss to his jaw before tucking your face into his neck, his curls sticking to your face. Feeling a peck placed on your crown, you’re able to shift your head back slightly so that you’re still leaning on his shoulder, but this time able to gaze at his face. His own face meets yours in the middle. The two of you stay like that for a while, taking in the details of each other’s faces. Eddie is the one who breaks the silence,

“Sooooooo… your tits are nice,” he grins cheekily as his eyebrows wiggle at you. Your eyes immediately widen as you gather the strength to swat at his other shoulder tiredly, but still giggle along at his behaviour,

“Eddie Munson, you really are insufferable” 

[sunnylands-world]

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Why:

Okay, so, I'm not going to go down the list of writers picking which one did what because all these writers, each and every one of them has the following things!

I put these writers here because these are the ones that inspire me, the ones that have me so invested in their stories I spend the day thinking about them. I lost track of how many times I've been mesmerized by their word choice, realism and details. I personally have saved their work to look over it and fully take it in so I can write like them one day.

I think it's rare you find stories that make you feel like you are actually in the story feeling their emotions, these writers can do that! They are creative enough to where I'm jealous I don't come up with the ideas myself!

They can write different time periods, places and things so well that I wonder if they've experienced the things they write themselves. If I could gather all they're talent I'd be one hell of a writer.

I often think about how each and every one of them should have books published on a shelf somewhere.

I get so upset when I can't read the work they've written to the point where I almost want to pull my hair out and cry!

Thank you guys for writing stories so well and inspiring me, I hope you never give up on this amazing skill. - Sunny