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[mrsimqle]

[brickstick3000]

hm hm dom eddie munson? sounds fucking delicious 🌝 imagine if he graduated and m!reader surprised him in a slutty graduation outfit 😩🤌🏽 gown w a wide ass boob window and cropped hella short at the bottom and w fucking thigh highs? babessss … lemme just— 🏃🏽💨

You know when you're so shocked you just can't help but look around in awe? My eyes are bulging rn. This shit--- YES! I HAVE to write it omg.

❧✎Satin Socks

Dom!Eddie Munson x Sub!male reader

CW: ⚠️18+ | Minors DNI⚠️

"Honey, I'm home!!" Eddie cooed, bouncing through the doorway.

Finally, after far too many years, the Eddie Munson had graduated. No more school. No more homework. Just living it big.

And... moving in with Y/n.

With his backpack slung around one shoulder, Eddie kicked the door shut behind him.

That was weird. Y/n was usually back by now, and yet the house lay still.

Stepping into the kitchen, the no-longer senior rummaged through his boyfriend’s cupboards (treating the place just as rowdy as Wayne's) and retrieved a packet of chips.

"Good ol' post-graduate food." He grinned, popping the wrapper open and crunching down on the flavour.

Eddie kicked off his sneakers and returned to the hallway, making trek for Y/n's room. Up the tiny stairs and through a cramped, little landing...

"Oh, L/n!" He hollered with a flourish, but to no avail. "God, where the hell is he?"

Shuffling through the packet again, Eddie stepped into Y/n’s bedroom, pulling out the biggest chip he could feel.

"Mm-m-mmh." Damn those were some good ass Cheetos-

Munson paused. Eyes widened at the bed before him with a chip half dangling from his lips.

 

There, laying down with the largest and most evil smirk he’d ever seen, was Y/n. Staring daggers into Eddie’s soul. Skin glowing beneath the sun.

"Hey... babe?"

Eddie’s eyes moved heavily, up the length of his body.

"Hi, Eddie.” The honey sweet tone of Y/n’s voice hummed back in response, deliberate and low. It made Eddie's cheeks warm. As the man watched, unblinking with those sultry eyes, Munson took a moment to fully take it in.

He looked ethereal. Along his charming legs stretched two lacy socks, delightfully clung to the muscle, and printing lines into Y/n’s skin at the folds. His limbs unfurled like ribbon, painted flush, and adorned with blemishes, which trailed up his body until the mess of patchy hair. Eddie wished to kiss it all. To follow those thighs beyond Y/n’s clothes and explore every inch of him. But Eddie could see no further than the shadows of his dress.

The material moulded perfectly to Y/n’s form, accentuating each contour and masculine curve as it rolled over pointed hips. His boxy waist led straight into bone and a slowly expanding rib cage until there was nothing but skin. Through the boob-window, which pulled far too wide for Y/n’s breast, were a pair of reddened and glossy nipples, perked up and cradled in a bed of chest hair. Stunning, was all Eddie could think.

Y/n’s lips curled into a smile.

"Had a good day, honey?" He asked, gazing over a hip as his boyfriend placed the chips down, shuffling meekly forward.

"Uh- it was pretty good, yeah." The hairs along his neck prickled all squeamish under Y/n’s eyes. His knees reached the mattress.

"Yeah? How’s it feel being an actual adult, now?" Taking an elegant leg, Y/n pressed against Eddie’s chest, eyeing the way his face contorted and folded, confused.

“I’m older than you, Y/n." He rolled his eyes. But that retort didn't change much, because the man still had a foot in his shirt, drawing patterns through the creases as he seemed to ponder something. Then, leaning forward, Y/n was breathing hot against Eddie’s face.

“In that case, baby. I was thinking, maybe you wanted to do something a little more… grown up.” With a pop to his lips, Y/n sighed warm air between them; ghosting a kiss over Munson’s mouth.

"What..." this was completely alien to him. It was sex, but without the stupidness. No jokes, no laughter. Just this strong throb of intensity, thudding in Eddie's ears. And he was losing himself to it.

"Don't worry if not... we can just go smoke at the gara--"

“What d’you mean... by that?” Y/n's lips pulled back into something unreadable.

"Well, Munson," his tone fell, low and dark. "Why don'cha find out?" Baring his teeth, Y/n dropped his leg and tugged Eddie forward.

Suddenly there was a rush of breaths, and Eddie was relishing in the weirdness of it all, moving his tongue against Y/n’s with haste. He dragged his palms over Y/n’s thighs, rocking them into the mattress and digging his nails into the flesh. The bed pulled his knees in as Eddie straddled either side of Y/n's hips, his gown edging backward until their crotches collided. Y/n sighed at the stretch- his thong poked damp and tight at Eddie’s crotch, all of it burning. Fiery and rough and L/n struggled against each jolt and rut.

"Shit, Eds." Y/n seethed against his cheek, groping at Eddie’s back through the leather. It stuck sweaty to his fingertips and peeled away all flaky. His other fist tangled in Eddie’s russet locks, never having known something so passionate and fighting the urge to tug them out. Y/n choked back a moan.

“Keep going, Eddie. Don’t... don't slow down.”

Munson’s chest squeezed up, finding consciousness at the sound of his whines. If Y/n wanted it, he could have it. But Eddie only worried more that he'd push too far.

“Are you sure? We’ve never—” Munson's scalp was tugged back, harsh, and ripping a grunt from his throat.

“This is my gift to you, Eddie,” Y/n’s crotch rubbed eagerly upward, throbbing through the silk.

“So, fucking use it.”

With his lips parted and moaning breathless, uncontrollably, Y/n fell back, releasing his fist from Eddie’s scalp and letting himself be completely ravished. Munson didn’t wait much longer. He began to fumble with the belt, reattaching their lips in a zealous rush as the joints of his fingers ached horribly against the zip.

“Baby…” Eddie whispered, prying away with an indecent squelch of their tongues. His dick rested red and throbbing between them, being cupped by a restless hand. Y/n’s eyes stared wide, into his. “Is it okay if—"

“Yes.” Y/n didn’t care what it was. He just wanted Eddie.

Then, his face lay right in line with Eddie’s dick. The tip leaked translucent and pearly white where it glinted in the sun light and twitched prettily at each graze of Y/n's breath. He couldn't wait to take Eddie whole.

Y/n’s mouth closed around the head, sliding until it was lodged behind his teeth. The skin began pulsing through him and saliva bubbled past Y/n'a swollen lips. Eddie pushed forward.

"Ah, Christ." he hissed, eyes squeezed as skin disappeared into the heat. The slide of fluids and tongue lathered Eddie’s length all sloppy. It was grim to look at, but the feeling couldn't be matched.

A palm slinked behind Y/n's head, entangling with the locks, and trying for some kind of support as those lips tortured. They suckled Eddie's dick something devious: right at the base in a spot that clenched Munson’s stomach.

Y/n’s fingers wrapped around Eddie’s thighs, gripping at the muscle to drag himself further down. With the veins pulsing along his palette, Y/n finally had Eddie bottomed out. The man’s throat ripped itself a guttural moan, vibrating through the room without restraint, and in no time, his hips were rolling. Finally, the slap of sweat on Y/n’s cheeks had begun- of all his power had been taken Eddie was using him as he’d begged him to do. Y/n’s body went lax, back leaning prettily inward as his nails dusted the backs of Eddie's legs.

"Ah, that's it, Y/n." Munson breathed, trying to hold the other’s eyes, but sweat wouldn’t stop leaking from his brow, and with each passing second Eddie’s will degraded. As L/n worked his magic, Eddie’s shirt turned see through, sticking gross to his chest and drowning Y/n’s nostrils with each thrust. He wanted that man a mess.

Shoving his dick down Y/n's throat Munson let loose, snapping his hips apace. Skin collided hard and sticky in the middle with Y/n's cheeks now reddened sore and tear stained. His garble of sounds attacked each nerve ending in Eddie’s cockhead, overly sensitive and overstimulated by the tug and stretch of muscles. Y/n slurped messily around the skin until his throat could speak no more, contracting in silence. Not a groan escaped him as Eddie’s waist snatched back and forth.

The man watched on at Y/n’s utterly defiled body. Pliant at his will and all for Eddie. Those pretty lashes creased in pain, glossy and unblinking as his jaw rattled around. And all it took was the positively gorgeous look of ruin spread across Y/n's face that cramped up Eddie's limbs.

His spine caved in, holding Y/n's head close as the edge ripped through. His rough panting thrummed in time with each spasmic thrust. And Eddie just knelt there, freezing whilst every ounce of his body buzzed aflame.

Once the huffing and cursing calmed down, Eddie slipped out, his dick now limp and spent of every ounce. Y/n's face replaced the shield of skin: swollen lips and spit-drenched eyelids

"God L/n, love you." Eddie collided their mouths together, kissing him swift and passionate. The distant taste of musk swept by once he pulled away. “Are you okay?” A weak smile broke out across Y/n’s face, lips chipped and dried up white.

“Yes, Eds. More than ever.” As his throat croaked the words out, Munson’s calloused fingers came to stroke the tears from his eyes, placing kisses everywhere he touched.

“I don’t think it’s fair though, Y/n. Surely you need to get rid of this boner of yours. It looks painful.” Eddie’s big eyes gleamed with something dangerous. Something very new. “But catch your breath, okay? Then we can finish this off.” Eddie's lips ripped back into a grin as he groped the rock-solid dick strained between them. And any sane person would have been scared off by that smirk. By the devious tone Eddie had.

But not Y/n. No, because he wanted it just as badly.

😀😀 wow I hate this. Definitely gonna rewrite it, but for now, so that I don't leave you waiting any longer, take this trash. Srsly what happened? I beta'd it times and had sm motivation at the start... bqut then... UGH