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bloodibambiidoll · 1 year ago

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We’re All A Little Mad Sometimes

Jonathan Byers x Fem!OC

Summary: Bunny is the girl of Jonathan’s dreams. With a masked killer on the loose he would do anything to protect her. She’s sweet, beautiful, and has a heart of gold. But things aren’t always as they seem… WK: 8.1k(oops)

This is a collab with @babygorewhore you can read her part about Eddie and her OC Sammy here.

Warnings: This is a scream AU so there will be descriptions of murder, violence, Jonathan is a perv(he thinks she doesn’t know but she does), mentions of male masturbation, slight jealous!jonathan, mentions of Bunny & king!steve in the past(she scares the shit out of him but doesn’t kill him), sub!Jonathan, Dom!Reader, blow job, unprotected sex. I thiiiink that’s it? Pls lmk if I missed any! Divider is @saradika-graphics

Jonathan walked shoulder to shoulder with Eddie down the hall, discussing the recent murder of Hawkin’s community’s head cheerleader, Chrissy Cunningham. The gruesome images of the small blonde haunted the minds of everyone who had the misfortune of seeing them. She was killed with a large hunting knife, multiple stab wounds littering her body. The police wouldn’t have connected it to the murders of him and Eddie’s fathers if it wasn’t for the exact nature of the kill being the same, down to the murder weapon.

A little over a year ago, only a few nights apart Lonnie Byers and Al Munson were murdered in cold blood with a hunting knife, “overkill” they called it. He and Eddie would both be lying if they said they were sad, they should’ve been scared that they would come for them next, but if anything, they just felt relief.

Him and Eddie parted ways, and he made his way to his photography class. His favorite class and not just because it was his favorite subject, but because this was the class he shared with her. Willow. The girl he couldn’t keep his mind off of. He walked eagerly into the classroom, his eyes landing on her immediately.

She was beautiful, her long blonde hair always looked so soft against her caramel skin, her pink mini skirts and chunky Mary Jane’s, those big brown eyes and pouty lips. He would do anything she asked and all she had to do was look at him. When she would put her small manicured hands on his forearm and look up at him sweetly, he felt like he could melt where he stood. Maybe he should feel pathetic, but he can’t find it in himself to care when she looks at him like that. Not when she was an angel on earth.

He walked over to their shared table, pulling out the stool next to hers and putting his bag down. He was lucky enough to be assigned her seat partner at the beginning of the year, and even luckier that they got paired up to do their next project together.

“Hey Jonathan! It’s nice to see you.” Her voice sounds like sugar, the smile on her face just as sweet.

“Hey Bunny, it’s nice to see you too. Especially with everything that’s going. I’m uh - glad you're safe.” Bunny was a nickname, one he was proud to have given her. It stuck, and now everyone in their group called her that. He didn’t mind really, but ultimately she was his bunny, he gave her the nickname.

“Oh yeah I know! Isn’t it just awful? I can’t believe someone would do something like that. The pictures made my skin crawl.” Her big eyes were wide, her lips set into a pouty frown. Jonathan wanted to protect her, he never wanted her to not feel safe.

“Yeah, it’s really awful… You don’t have to be scared though I’ll pro-“

“Alright class!! Everybody remember who you’re not partnered with?”

“Yes! You ready to get to brainstorming, Jonny bear?”

Jonathan forgot what he was even going to say, her sweet nickname and the teacher's interruption turning his brain to mush. He spends the rest of class bouncing ideas back and forth with Bunny and tries his hardest not to gawk at her but fails on multiple occasions. It didn’t help that she was always touching him in some way or another.

When the bell rings, Bunny grabs her things and waves to him, letting him know she’s going to go find Sammy and that she will see him in the group spot in a bit. He stares after her, her little skirt swishing back and forth with the swing of her hips, the bows in her hair trailing behind her and her shiny black shoes squeak against the classroom's linoleum floor.

Jonathan gathered his things and sighed, his mind filled with nothing but all things Bunny. He thought of her soft skin and how it would feel against his fingers as he walked down the hall. He thought of her silky hair, the way he caught a whiff of strawberries every time she whipped her head around. He imagined her plush lips pressed against his own, he knew the sticky pink gloss she always wears would rub off on him. He desperately wanted to know what it tasted like.

When he reaches the courtyard his breath catches in his throat. Bunny was sitting with Sammy by her side. It was rare to see one without the other. They were the dynamic duo, everybody knew that. Sammy’s style was much different from Willow’s, she gravitated more towards dark colors. Her bright pink curls and combat boots are a stark contrast to her best friend’s frilly socks and pastel pinks. Yet they complimented each other so well, like yin and yang. Her brow was furrowed and her small hand was grasping Sammy’s sweater covered arm while they talked to Eddie. She looked upset and he immediately wanted to do anything and everything to see her smile again.

“Hey man, you just gonna stand there with your jaw hanging open all afternoon or are you gonna go talk to her?” Steve came up behind him, his large hand grabbing onto his shoulder and shaking him slightly.

“I wasn’t… staring. I just… got distracted, is all.” Jonathan shakes Steve’s hand off of him, sending him a glare.

“Oh dude, you were totally staring! I don’t get why you don’t just ask her out, she’s clearly into you.”

Robin stood next to Steve, rolling her eyes with a smile spread across her lips. Her and Steve were constantly teasing him about her. It drove him insane, because he knew they were right. He should just ask her out. But she was just so beautiful, her and Steve’s dad were business partners so she never had to want for anything growing up. He also knows her and Steve have… history. He knows they were friends with benefits for a while and he knows that Steve wanted more than that but she turned him down. If she didn’t want someone like Steve why would she want someone like him.

He didn’t come from anything, he wasn’t athletic or classically handsome like Steve was. He probably wouldn’t ever make a lot of money, wanting to choose his passion over his salary. Steve was a business major with a job lined up for him when he graduated. Steve was on the basketball team, the swim team, he threw huge parties and fucked around with different girls every weekend. Jonathan was a loser virgin who spent his weekends smoking weed in his dorm with Eddie Munson while they played Dark Souls.

“Better snatch her up, before someone else does.” Steve winked at him before walking towards the table, his stupidly perfect hair somehow looking like it was glowing in the sunlight. He didn’t mind as much when Robin teased him but when it came from Steve it made his blood boil.

“Don’t listen to him Jonny, like Robin said, she’s totally into you.” Robin’s girlfriend, Marina smiled sweetly at him, tilting her head towards the table as Robin pulled her along by the hand.

He took a deep breath, thanking whatever god is out there that Steve didn’t take the spot next to her. He slid onto the bench, his senses immediately being flooded with sweet strawberry goodness. His heart rate picked up when she smiled at him.

“Hey Jonny bear, we were just talking about how scary all of this is…” Her lips were set into a pout, that same crease between her eyebrows he saw from afar that he wanted to rub out with his thumb.

“Yeah, it’s pretty fucked, huh? Like I know none of us were Chrissy’s biggest fan but I don’t think she deserved to die like that.”

“I’ve been thinking about those photos all morning… I can’t help but think about if that happened to me. You don’t think this guy has like… a type do you?” Her large brown eyes were filled with panic, her bottom lip squeezed between her teeth.

“I don’t think so, because before this it was me and Eddie’s dads, there doesn’t seem to be a specific pattern anymore. You’ll be okay… I promise l - I’ll keep you safe.” He smiled sweetly at her, forcing himself to be brave enough to give her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

“Thanks bear…” She returned his smile with one of her own, her thumb gently stroking his hand.

“I-“

“You take a knife, and you slit them from groin to sternum.” Bunny’s hand drops from his, her head whipping towards Steve with her mouth hanging open. That crease between her brows returned and it made him want to smack Steve.

“Didn’t you and Chrissy used to date?” Eddie has a smirk on his face directed towards Steve.

“Yeah dude for like two seconds, and if you wanna call what her and I did “dating” then I guess me and Willie “dated” too, and look at her she’s perfectly alive and well.” Jonathan scoffed, Steve’s words, feeling like a knife in his heart. He knew they fucked, but he hated being reminded that it happened.

“Hey.” He was snapped from his thoughts at the sound of her sweet voice, her soft hand landing on his Jean covered thigh, causing him to gulp. “Don’t listen to him, he’s just being a fucking idiot. You still wanna work on our project today?”

“Yeah, of course.” He smiled at her, his cheeks tinted pink. What did she mean don’t listen to him? Is she reassuring him because she likes him? He really fucking hopes so. “You still want me to drive us there?”

“Yeah totally! I’m really excited! I think we will have the most unique topic honestly. Who else is going to think to depict the different types of gravestones depending on the time period?” He loves the way her eyes light up when she talks about things she’s excited about. He never would’ve thought this sweet girl with bows in her hair would ask him to take her to the Hawkins cemetery of all places. She was always surprising him in the best ways.

“With all this bullshit there’s probably going to be a curfew in a few days, so I’m throwing a party this weekend. You idiots are all invited.” Steve tapped his hands on the table, making sure to wink at Willow before he got up and walked off. Jonathan scoffed, anytime he felt like he was getting somewhere with her it was like his confidence was knocked down all over again.

“Don’t let him get to you Jonny, he’s not worth the energy. You wanna get going? If we leave right now we can get there before dusk! That way we can still get some natural light photos!” She clapped her hands together excitedly and Jonathan tried not to look at the way her boobs giggled in her tank top, he really did, but he just couldn’t help himself around her.

“Yeah uh - yeah, let’s go, Bunny”

Jonathan watched in awe as Willow weaved through the various headstones pointing out different shapes and sizes. He was actually really surprised with her knowledge on the topic, when he asked her if she had been doing research for their project she shook her head and said it was just something that had “always interested her” which just made her even more interesting to him.

“Jonathan! Look at this one, like I was telling you earlier doves were a very prevalent image on headstones in the mid 1700s! Oh! And that one over there, see how it just looks like a rock that someone carved into? That’s because before the 1600s they didn’t have professional gravestone carvers, so they didn’t start making them more decorative until then!”

Her eyes sparkled, the excited tone of her voice warming every inch of his heart. She was just so cute. Talking about the history of gravestones all clad in pink and white. He wanted to kiss her so badly. He watched her bend forward to brush leaves and grass off a stone by her feet. The heat that was previously residing in his heart rushed to his cock in a matter of seconds, her little pink skirt rode up her hips, showcasing her white panties that had little pink bunnies all over them… his breath caught in his throat as he held in a groan. It wasn’t the first time he had caught a glance up her skirt, and he hoped it wouldn’t be the last.

He wished he could say it was the first time he grabbed the camera that was around his neck, raising it to his eye. He quickly snapped a photo of her from behind, turning the lense slightly over her shoulder before she could turn around.

“Did you get a good one?” She turned towards him with a smile on her face.

“Huh?” He looked at her dumbfounded, did she know?

“Of that stone over there? Did you get a good picture of it?”

“Oh! Yeah! I think so, I’m gonna take one more, just to be sure.” He smiled sweetly at her, snapping a ‘second’ photo of the stone she was standing close to.

“Aw shit! My battery just died.” Bunny huffed as her camera beeped in her hands. “Can I use yours real quick? I was trying to get this shot and I’m scared that if I move I’ll lose it.”

“Oh! Yeah, of course.” Jonathan hands her his camera with a smile. His heart rate picks up when she takes it and their hands brush. Not just from her touch, but also from anxiety. He was really hoping she wouldn’t ask to use his camera. Earlier that morning he was sitting in his car before class, going through his photos and when he was scrolling he saw one he took of her a few days prior.

She was walking up the stairs a few steps above him and he had the perfect view of her panties, he just couldn’t help himself. He also couldn’t help himself when he pulled his hard cock from his jeans and started jerking off in his passenger seat with his camera gripped in his hands. When he came it was sudden, and way quicker than he expected so it shot onto the screen and the strap of his camera. It came off the screen easily, but the strap? Not so much. The more he tried to get it off the more it seemed to spread, so he ended up giving up. It had mostly dried since then but it was still a little tacky and he just prayed she wouldn’t notice.

“This is kinda sticky…” His heart immediately stopped beating in his chest as he watched her fingers stick and unstick from the strap. Part of him was terrified of her reaction but part of him was so turned on at the thought of her touching his cum that he wasn’t sure if he cared anymore or not.

“Oh shit, yeah, I’m sorry. I meant to tell you before I handed it to you, I spilled juice on my desk this morning and it got on the strap, I tried to get it off but it just kept spreading around. I’m gonna have to get a new one tomorrow.” He scratched the back of his head, nervously biting his lip.

“Juice?” She raised her eyebrow, her eyes traveling from the strap to his and back down to the strap, her fingers touching it experimentally. “What kind?”

“What kind? Uh - Orange. Yeah, it was orange juice.”

“Orange juice? That’s my favorite…” Her brown eyes twinkle and she holds eye contact with him as she lets her tongue slip from between her plush lips, trailing it along the length of the strap with a moan. She licks her lips and smiles at him. “Mmm… tastes so good.”

Jonathan’s jaw drops, his cock feels like it’s going to explode in his jeans, his mind doesn’t even feel like it’s properly computing what just happened. She just licked his cum, and she liked the taste. Did she know? He genuinely doesn’t even know how to respond, and she either knows that or doesn’t seem to be aware of the effect she just had because she just shrugs and puts the strap over her head. She brings the camera to her face, capturing the shot she had her eye on.

“Okay! I think we should take some in that area over there, and maybe walk down a little further to see if we missed any before we head back?” She smiles at him, blissfully unaware of the fact that if she so much as breathed the right way right now he would cum in his pants.

“Yeah, sounds good!” His voice came out squeaky, and he adjusted himself in his jeans as subtly as possible, withholding a groan at the momentary relief in pressure.

The next hour was both heaven and hell for Jonathan, he loved spending time with Bunny, he truly did. But right now he felt like if he didn’t cum soon he was going to fucking die. If he didn’t know better he would think she was teasing him intentionally. She kept bending over in front of him, doing those cute little excited jumps she would do when she was happy causing her tits to bounce in that little white top. At one point she even said she “could really go for some orange juice now” and that’s when he couldn’t take it anymore. Making an excuse about homework and calling it a night.

“I think we got some good ones, don’t you, Jonny bear?” Bunny skipped alongside him, a bright smile on her face.

“Yeah Bunny, I think we definitely got some good ones…”

Jonathan huffed as he declined the call from an “unknown number” for the third time in the last ten minutes. Ever since he switched phone companies a few months ago he swears the amount of spam calls he's gotten has doubled. His phone rang again, the same unknown contact lighting up the screen. Whoever this was clearly wasn’t gonna give it up.

“Hello?”

“Jonathan Byers?”

“Yeah this is him, who is this? Why do you keep calling me?”

“I think you know why, you little pervert. I’ve been watching you, I know about your little photo collection. I know about your obsession with your precious little Bunny.”

“W-what? I have no idea what the fuck you’re talking about… whoever this is, leave me the hell alone.”

He scoffed, hitting the red circular button on his phone screen. This person was clearly fucking with him, and even if they weren’t they had no proof of anything. Fuck that. He let out a deep breath, trying to compose his anxious thoughts. He had just started to calm down when his phone abruptly started ringing again.

“You think you can hang up on me, Jonny boy? Think again. I’m not fucking around here, hang up the phone again and I’ll slit your little rabbits neck and come for you next. I’ll stab her more times than I did your low life daddy. Got it?”

“What the hell do you want? Who is this? If you seriously think I’m going to believe you’re the killer you’re insane. You’re obviously some asshole just trying to freak me out with everything that’s going on.”

“Oh so you wanna act tough? Don’t believe me? Check your texts.” His phone dinged seconds later and he removed it from his ear, clicking on the text notification from the unknown number. He gasped when he saw the contents of the text. It was a photo of him on the stairs, with his camera in his hands. The lens was tilted at Willow walking a few steps above him, directly up her little skirt.

“W-What do you want from me?”

“I don’t particularly want anything from you, I just wanted you to know I’m watching…If you want your little Bunny rabbit in one piece you’ll do what I say, when I say it. Got it? Have a good night, pretty boy… don’t let the bedbugs bite…” The line went dead, leaving Jonathan standing in the middle of his room alone, confused and shaking.

“He really called you? Like you’re sure it was him?” Bunny pouted as she leaned her elbows on the table, her chin resting on her folded hands. The red light of the darkroom reflects off her hair giving it a blood tinted hue.

“I’m pretty sure… He was really believable.” Jonathan gulped as he unrolled the negatives from their project, laying them out on the table.

“What did he say though? Did he threaten you??” Her brows furrowed, and yet again he just wanted to kiss right in between them, kiss all her worries away. Especially if she was worrying about him.

“Uh - yeah, kind of? He kind of made it seem like he’d be back later to force me to do something for him almost? I’m not really sure… but, he called Eddie and did the same to him. I’m pretty freaked out if I’m being honest.” He let out a shaky breath as he loaded the negatives into the enlarger, getting the first one in frame to process.

“That’s so scary… especially with your guys’ dads last year, and now Nancy. It seems like he might be targeting you or something. How are you doing by the way? With Nancy being found and all…”

“Yeah, I’ve kind of been thinking the same… I’m trying not to think too much into it, but it’s hard not to, ya know? Also I’m doing… okay? It’s not like she and I were on good terms in the slightest but I didn’t want her to die or anything, especially like that. I’m a sad obviously… It just mostly feels weird knowing she’s gone, I guess.”

Not as sad as I would be if it were you. He almost said it, he had to physically stop himself. He’d never even held her hand but he would feel like the world was ending if even a hair on her head was misplaced. Nancy had been brutally murdered, he did everything with her except actually fuck her and he didn’t even shed a tear. Granted she cheated on him with Steve, and he literally sent him a photo of her with his dick shoved deep inside her from behind.

“Kind of strange that two of the victims have been girls Steve slept with, don’t you think?” Bunny inquired, her small hand grabs a piece of photography paper from the stack, placing it under the focus finder for him. She leaned over the table to look into the peephole, giving Jonathan a perfect view down her little pink dress that he just couldn’t resist. Her hair fell over her shoulder and into her eyes and he reached out, pushing it back without thinking. He almost apologized, scared he overstepped, but she looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. “Thank you bear.”

“Yeah it’s a little strange, but if we are going by that logic he fucked me and Eddie’s dads too.” He chuckled at the thought, grabbing the sheet of paper with the photo Bunny took the other day and putting it into the liquid filled processing tub.

“Ha! I suppose you’re right about that. I know he won’t cancel his party either, he will totally see this as an opportunity to have everyone ‘chill and let loose’ or some corny shit.” She snorted, throwing her head back with a giggle.

“Yeah, you’re definitely right about that, Bunny.” He smiled, her giggle causing him to let out a chuckle of his own.

“Are you gonna go? To the party I mean.”

“Uh - I’m not sure, I’m still thinking about it. I think Eddie is going, if he does I probably will.” He shrugged, grabbing the next film strip and lining it up without thinking.

“Me and Sammy are going, it would be cool to see you there.” She smiled sweetly at him, her fingers twirling a strand of her hair. Her brown doe eyes were shining in the red light as she stared at him, far too distracted to notice the photo of her bent over in front of him at the cemetery being magnified by the negative carrier right next to her.

“Yeah? Then maybe I’ll go, I’ll let you know for sure. Um I -“ He stopped mid sentence when he turned back to the task at hand, his eyes widening at the sight of the photo in front of him. He quickly pulls the photo away, praying to whatever god is out there that she hadn’t noticed it.

“Oh shit - whoops!” Bunny let out a small gasp when she accidentally knocked over the stack of papers on the table, turning to pick them up off the ground, giving him yet another glimpse of her panties. It also gave him time to shove the film strip in his pocket and out of view.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, just turned a little too fast and knocked these down, no biggie.” She picked up the stack, straightening it and putting it back on the table before pulling her dress back into place, giving him one of those smiles that is so sweet he feels like he’s going to get a cavity from it one day.

“Okay, cool, wanna keep going?” He smiled back, his cheeks dusted pink, he couldn’t help it, she was just so cute all the time, no matter what she was doing.

“Yeah, of course!” Her hand found his bicep, giving it a few soft strokes with her silky smooth thumb. It sent shivers through his entire body, there’s no way she didn’t feel the goosebumps raise on his skin.

“Cool, let’s do it, cutie. By the way I really do hope you decide to go, to the party I mean.” She winks at him, raising up on her tiptoes to place a soft lip gloss covered kiss on his cheek before turning back to the negatives, resuming her work like she didn’t just make his insides melt.

Jonathan wandered around the party with his camera around his neck and his hands stuffed in his pockets. His eyes scanned the crowd every few seconds, keeping them peeled for Bunny. He knew she was here, he saw her car outside when he was coming up. He decided to grab a drink and perch himself against a wall in the living room. He people watched as he sipped the strong syrupy drink.

He caught sight of Eddie, sitting side by side with Sammy on the couch and he smiled to himself. From what Eddie had told him things between them seemed to be going well. He heard a giggle he would recognize anywhere coming from his left over the music and he turned his head only to be met with a sight that made his heart shatter.

Bunny was here, that was for sure. She was standing in front of Steve, in front of being an exaggeration, she was literally pressed up against him, trapping him between her and the wall. She had this mischievous look in her eyes that Jonathan had never seen, and the smile on her lips was almost sinister. She looked like she wanted to eat Steve alive and he never felt more jealous in his entire life. That should be him. You should be doing that cute hair twirling thing you do and giggling at his jokes. Not fucking Steve. Jonathan watched as you continued to whisper in his ear, Steve’s bottom lip catching between his teeth at whatever you were saying.

“Listen up everyone!! If we are gonna survive this night with a psycho killer on the loose we are gonna have to understand the rules!” Robin stood clapping her hands to gain everyone’s attention.

“Rules? At a party? Seriously?” Steve scoffed, stepping away from Bunny to walk into the living room. “I think that’s the last thing on everyone’s mind right now, Rob.”

“Yes rules, dingus!! First rule, you can NEVER have sex. Have sex, and you die!” Everyone in the room booed and laughed at that, no sex? At a party? At Steve Harrington’s house? Not likely.

“I think you’re a little late for that…” Steve smirked over his shoulder at Bunny, sending her a wink. Jonathan cringed as he watched her bite her lip, curling a finger towards herself as she walked towards the stairs. He wanted to scream while he watched Steve’s smirk turn into a full blown smile, and when Steve followed her up the stairs? He wanted to bash his head into the wall. Fuck.

Robin continued to rant about her “rules” but he couldn’t hear a word she was saying anymore. All the blood in his body rushed to his ears and everything in the room sounded like it was under water. He brought his drink to his lips, chugging the remainder of it before scanning the room again. Eddie was still sitting on the couch but Sammy was gone, so he made his way to his best friend’s side like a kid who just got his toy stolen at recess.

“Hey man…” Jonathan sighed as he flopped down next to Eddie.

“Hey dude, you okay? I saw uh - you know…”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. It’s cool. I’m sure she will say hi if she feels like it. Wanna smoke?” He tried to sound as nonchalant as he could, but Eddie knew him, he could tell how upset he truly was. But if he didn’t want to talk, he wasn’t going to pry.

“Yeah bro, light one up, why the hell not? It is a party after all, Robin’s rules be damned.”

Steve walked down the hall toward the door he saw Bunny go in, when he entered it was dark, and the door slammed behind him.

“Oh shit! Jesus Christ. Willow?” He searched the room for her but his eyes had yet to adjust so all he could see was darkness.

“Hey Stevie boy.” A voice came from behind him, one that definitely didn’t belong to the small blonde haired girl he was looking for.

“Wha-? Who's there? This isn’t fucking funny.” He whipped around towards the door, only to find it blocked by a black cloaked figure. The mask of the infamous “Ghostface” staring back at him. “Hey man, I don’t want any trouble, seriously. I’m just looking for my girl -“

“Your girl?” The figure rushes him, slamming his back against a near wall. A shiny silver butcher's knife is held to his throat so tightly when he gulps it knicks him a little. “Since when has she ever been your girl? And if you didn’t want any trouble Steve… Why did you do it?”

“Do - do what? What did I do?” His voice comes out as panicked as his hazel eyes look, his hands shaking at his sides.

“You really don’t know? Or are you really so much of a prick that you don’t even understand the concept of right and wrong? Remember how you fucked Jonathan’s girlfriend and sent him a photo of your dick buried inside her? Or what about all the times you’ve called him ‘little dick Byers’?” The voice was harsh and masculine, which confused Steve slightly due to the fact that the person standing in front of him was half his size. Regardless, they had a knife to his throat and he had seen the photos of their victims.

“That’s what this is about? Byers? Seriously? I’m just giving him shit dude! I know that shit with Nancy wasn’t cool but I was just being a dick! I’m fucking sorry okay!”

“Yeah? You’re sorry? That’s so sweet Steve… you know, I was going to kill you, but I think I’ll let you go. I have a better idea… you’re gonna tell Jonathan just how sorry you are, and then you’re never going to fuck with him again. If I find out you do, I won’t kill you, but, I will tell everyone how ‘Big dick king Steve’ is really just a subby little baby with mommy issues who wants girls to play with his ass and spit in his mouth. Got it?” Ghostface chuckles, running the tip of the blade along the boy’s Adam’s apple.

“Yeah! Yeah! I got it! Please just let me go!” Steve has no idea how they know that, there’s only ever been two girls he’s shown that side of himself to, but right now he doesn’t fucking care, he just wants this knife as far away from his throat as possible.

“Oh Steve? if you want my advice? I’d own the whole sub thing, you’re kinda sexy when you beg…” The figure taps his cheek with the blade before backing away from him, leaving the room and locking him inside.

•

“THE KILLER IS FUCKING HERE!! HE FUCKING STABBED ME! HELP!!” A dude came running in the back door, holding his shoulder that was gushing blood. Screams erupted around the room, everyone running towards the door, bodies slamming into each other and drinks spilling as cups were dropped from hands in a frenzy.

“Fuck.” Jonathan was immediately on guard, discarding his own drink and scanning the room for Bunny and Eddie. He pushed through panicked party goers, yelling out both her real and her nickname, but she was nowhere to be seen. He scanned the room for the fluffy curls of his best friend and came up empty. He rushed down the now empty hallway, poking his head into one of the bedrooms only to be pulled inside and slammed against the door.

A hand pressed against his mouth, his head shoved against the hard wood of the door, causing him to wince and close his eyes. His hands reached for the one covering his mouth, when they met silky soft skin his eyes shot open. Bunny. She was standing in front of him in her little pink dress, her small hand still held to his lips, but the look in her eyes is one he had never seen before. He tried to say her name but it came out muffled, he tapped her hand, silently asking her to move it. She complied, taking a small step back.

“Bunny? What’s going on? Are you alright?” His eye’s frantically searched her, landing first on the blood on her left shoulder, a bit of it staining the tips of her white hair. He couldn’t tell if it was hers or not. His brown irises traveled over her face, to his relief there wasn’t a scratch on it. But that’s when he noticed it, in her right hand, a butcher's knife, covered in blood. “Bunny? Why do you have that?”

“Aww, you’re so sweet to me Jonny Bear, I’m alright. Don’t worry. It’s not my blood.” A smirk stretches across her lips and that look he couldn’t identify before now presents itself as almost evil.

“Whose - whose is it then? And you didn’t answer my question Bunny… Why do you have that knife? Why is it covered in blood? What's going on?” Jonathan is frantic, his hands running through his hair as his breath starts to pick up.

“It’s Jason’s.” She shrugs, so nonchalantly, like holding a knife with one of their classmates' blood dripping from it is just an everyday occurrence.

“Jason’s? What happened to Jason?”

“Well… there is no more Jason.” She raises the knife, shaking it back and forth, that smirk on her face widening into a full blown smile. “Me and Sam made sure of that.”

“You and Sa - ? What do you mean Bunny? What did you do to Jason?” Jonathan is in disbelief, this isn’t the Willow he knows, did she seriously hurt Jason? Does that mean? No. She can’t be.

“Jonathan… baby, don’t do that.” She pouts as she closes the distance between them again, pressing her chest against his, the knife still held at her side.

“Don’t play dumb. You know what I did. Well, what we did. We stabbed him in the neck, both sides. If you need me to spell it out for you.” She giggles, that giggle that usually sounds sickly sweet coming off far more sinister now.

“Bunny… I - does that mean you - you killed all of those people? Why? Why would you do that? I don’t understand you’re so-“ his eyes search her face, his sweet Willow, could she really have done this? Everything he knows about her tells him no, but the way she’s looking at him right now, and the knife in her hand? They tell him otherwise.

“Well, I didn’t kill all of them… Just your dad… and Nancy…” She brings a delicate finger up to his jaw, tracing it. “I did it for you, ya know? Because you deserve better than them.”

“For me? What - what do you mean you did it for me?” Jonathan was beyond confused, why would she do that for him?

“Well, I feel like your dead beat dad was a given, I saw how upset you were when he came around here last year, asking you for money and insulting you when you didn't have it. Hurting you. You thought I didn’t notice but I did. You think I don’t notice you but I do…” she presses herself closer to him, her hand cupping his jaw while she runs her thumb over his bottom lip. He gulps, and he knows it shouldn’t but his cock stirs in his pants at the feeling of her boobs pressed against his chest.

“And Nancy… well I never liked her know it all ass anyways, but when I found out what she did to you? My blood boiled. Imagine having a sweet boy like you and hurting him like that? I almost killed Steve too… but I had a more fun idea for him. He’s locked in his room right now.” She giggles, her brown eyes shine and that sickly sweet smile doesn’t budge.

Jonathan is speechless, he still isn’t sure that this isn’t some kind of fucked up dream. His sweet Bunny, Willow, a killer?

“Don’t act like you’re not happy, Bear, I can feel your appreciation.” She ground herself against his hardening cock, the knife in her hand drags up his bare forearm and sends shivers through his entire body. “Plus, you aren’t so innocent, I know all about your little photo collection of me. I love how much you fall for my ditzy girl act, you didn’t ever think I was bending down in front of you in all those tiny skirts on purpose?”

“Were you… really?” He gasps, the knife continuing to travel up his shoulder, his collarbone, until it stops at his throat where she presses it lightly. Not enough to break the skin, just enough for him to feel it.

“Of course I was, oh, and orange juice? Jonny Bear, you really think I wouldn’t know? Pathetic virgin boy cum is my favorite flavor.” She bites her lip, her free hand coming to tug on the strap of his camera that he has yet to replace.

“You knew? I felt so bad, I’m so sorry, I just didn’t know what to say and I -“

“Jonathan!” She holds a finger to his lips, shushing him. “Don’t be sorry, I liked it. I’d like to get a taste of the real thing… if I’m being honest.” She bites her plump lower lip, her eyes traveling his face. He looked confused, but scared? No. When her eyes met his there was lust there.

“You do?” He bites his lip, his hands clenched into fists at his sides as he looks at her. The smile on her face is still there, but the look in her eyes is now filled with hunger and it makes his heart rate pick up in a different way.

“Yeah, can I taste you?” She leans up on her tiptoes, her lips graze his ear and it sends shivers through his body.

“Please.” He whimpers and it’s like music to her ears.

She tosses the knife across the room and it hits the wooden floor with a clank. She takes the camera from around his neck, bringing the strap to her lips and darting her tongue across it with a moan. Putting the camera around her own neck.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby.” She drops to her knees and smiles up at him and her voice is like honey, and if he didn’t know any better he would believe she was the sweet girl he thought she always was until ten minutes ago.

She undoes his belt, undoing his button and zipper with haste. She pulls his pants down to his ankles in one swift motion and his cock springs free, hitting his stomach. It’s long and thick, honestly bigger than she expected and she moans at the sight. She takes it in her hand, her thumb circling the head, spreading around the precum that gathered there.

“Oh shit bunny.” Jonathan whimpers and sends shockwaves to Bunny’s core.

“Mmm.. I knew you’d sound so sweet whimpering for me, Jonny Bear.” She leans forward to kitten lick his head and moans at the taste of him. “And you taste so good.”

She smirks at him, batting her mascara covered lashes as she takes his head in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Jonathan moans, his hands coming up to clutch the wall behind him, his head thrown back.

“Oh god.” His voice sounds fucked out, his cheeks flushed, and he’s trying really fucking hard not to cum already. The way Bunny’s plump lips look so perfect wrapped around his cock just like he thought they would, her big doe eyes staring up at him as she moans around him. She takes the rest of him down her throat and he jerks forward, causing her to gag. “Oh sh - shit, I’m sorry bunny, fuck.”

“Mmm that’s okay baby, I liked it.” She takes him in her mouth again, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft. Her small hand comes up to play with his balls and his eyes roll back, a loud moan ripping from his chest.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I’m gonna - I’m gon-“ Jonathan is seconds away from cumming when she pulls off of him with a pop.

“Don’t you dare cum yet, don’t you want to cum inside of me?” Bunny stands, that smirk on her face ever present. “You look so cute like this… I think I should take a picture. It’s only fair that I have one of you since you have so many of me, don’t you think, Bear?”

“Uh - yeah, yeah, I think that’s… fair.” Jonathan blushed profusely, the thought of her taking a photo of him with his pants around his ankles and his hard leaky cock exposed feels humiliating. But god he would be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on even more.

“Good boy.” Her voice is sickly sweet and those words leaving her mouth make Jonathan moan. She takes a step back, holding the camera to her face. She clicks the button not once, but twice. She pulls the camera over her head, setting it on a dresser in the room before her dress follows. His jaw drops and a whine leaves his lips at the sight of her bare before him. No bra or panties to be found under that little pink dress. “Take your clothes off and get on the bed for me.”

She doesn’t have to ask him twice. He quickly removes all his clothing as she watches with lust filled eyes. He lays down on the guest bed, his cock still hard and at attention. His brown eyes are wide with wonder as Bunny walks over to the bed to straddle him. She grabs his face in her hand, squeezing his cheeks together with her thumb and index finger roughly. But when she leans down to kiss him for the first time her lips are gentle, and so so soft and her lip gloss tastes like bubblegum. Jonathan moans into the kiss, his hands instinctively grabbing onto her hips.

“I wanna taste you too, Bunny.” He whimpers against her lips. “Will you sit on my face? Please Bunny?”

“Mmm… next time, baby. I’ll give you a little taste though, since you’ve been such a good boy for me.”

She uses her hands to push herself up against his chest, and god does she look beautiful sitting above him. Jonathan watches as she brings two fingers to her core, sliding them inside her. She fucks them into herself a few times and he can hear how wet she is. She pulls her fingers from herself and brings them to his lips.

“Suck.” Jonathan eagerly takes her fingers into his mouth, moaning at the sweet taste of her finally on his tongue. Bunny settled herself on his lap, her slick pussy lips sat directly on his cock. She grinds down, easily gliding along his length with how wet she is. “I can’t wait anymore to have this pretty cock stretching me out.”

She pulls her fingers from his mouth and brings them to his cock, rubbing her spit along the head. She takes his shaft in her hand, rising up on her knees and sliding his tip through her slick folds. She pushes his head inside, grinding up and down a few times before slamming the rest of the day down onto his cock in one thrust.

“FUCK! BUNNY!l Jonathan moans, his eyes crossed, his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass.

“Mmm Jonny bear, you feel so fucking good, filling me up just right, you’re so good for me. My good boy.” Bunny starts to bounce up and down on his cock, her hands planted on his chest and her manicured nails pierce his flesh in the best way.

“You feel - so good Bunny. So good. So warm. Oh god.”

He’s a whimpering mess, the girl of his dreams is riding him like her life depends on it, her pussy sucking him in like it was fucking made for him. Her tits bounce in his face and he wants to grab them so badly, it’s like she can sense his hesitation because she grabs his hands and brings them to her chest, squeezing. He greedily takes the invitation, his hands grouping onto the plush flesh.

“Did you jerk off to those pictures of me, bear? Is that why there was cum on your camera strap? Just couldn’t resist, could you?” She mock pouts at him, her thrusts never faltering.

“Y- yes. Yes, I saw this photo I forgot I took and - fuckingshitohmygod - and I just couldn’t help myself. It was in my car, in the parking lot at school too.”

“Fuck, that’s so hot baby, I love how much you want me. It drives me crazy.” She laces her fingers into his hair and pulls, It earns her one of those pathetic little whimpers she wants to record and listen to on repeat. She leans forward, attaching her lips to his neck. She sucks hard, making sure to leave her mark. “And you’re all mine, huh? My good boy? You don’t even care that I killed those people, do you? Just wanna be my little slut and let me use you?”

“Fucking, shit, yeah Bunny. I - Jesus Christ - I’d do anything for you.” His hands grip onto her ass but other than that he’s like puddy underneath her and you can tell he’s getting close.

She sits up again, her thrusts becoming harder and faster than ever. She brings her hand between her legs, rubbing fast circles on her clit.

“You gonna cum for me, pretty boy?” She brings her other thumb to his lip, running the digit across it. “Gonna fill me up?”

“I - FUCK!” Jonathan stiffens beneath her, his fingernails digging so deep into the skin of her ass that she feels the skin break. Seconds later he’s spilling inside her, the feeling sending her over the edge as well. She grinds through her high on his over sensitive cock, breathy little gasps leaving her lips while he whimpers overstimulated and at her mercy.

“Holy shit.” Bunny chuckles, rolling off of him and into his side with a groan. She snuggles up into his chest and he happily takes her into his arms. “That was amazing. You were so good for me Bear, my good boy, you’re always gonna be my good boy. From now on… I’ll never let anything happen to you.”

And she meant it. She would protect him at all costs. Even if it meant she had to go a little mad sometimes.

#Jonathan Byers #jonathan byers au #Jonathan Byers fanfiction #Jonathan Byers smut #Jonathan Byers x fem!OC #Jonathan Byers x OC #Jonathan Byers x reader

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jamdoughnutmagician · 2 years ago

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High Flyer

Eddie Munson X Cheerleader!Reader (18+)

Summary:Eddie spends some time in his van with his girlfriend, before her big performance at the school’s football game.

Warnings:Small bit of fluff in the beginning but the rest is just complete and utter filth. Teasing, Uniform Kink (kind of? Eddie love’s Reader’s Cheerleading outfit), Kissing, Oral Sex (F Receiving), Fingering, Dirty Talk, A sickening abundance of NIcknames/Pet Names, Spitting, unprotected sex. If I’ve missed anything let me know so I can tag it!

Word Count:2,604

Authour’s Note: Part 3 of my loosely connected Eddie and Cheerleader fics, you can read part 1 here, and part two here. I just really enjoy writing for these two, so hopefully y’all enjoy this filth too!

Masterlist

Eddie was never one to grace Hawkins’ high school football fields, not if he could help it. Especially when there was a game on. The stifling air of the sweaty, game-focused jocks was not his usual scene. However there was no way he was going to miss out on seeing you performing at half-time.

After working up the courage to actually ask you out on a date, admittedly after deciding that perving on you from afar wasn’t good enough for him anymore, you had, much to his surprise, said yes. And, now, after many dates, many successful dates, Eddie had asked you to be his girlfriend, and even further more to his surprise you had once again said yes.

So now he was here, waiting around for the game to start. Looking around he suddenly spots a familiar face in the swarm of people. He sees the familiar choppy shoulder-length bob and freckles features of Robin, and as soon as he spots her, she comes bouncing over to him.

“You are the last person I would expect to see here, Eddie.” She says with a raised eyebrow.

Oh yeah? Well, what are you here for, Buckley? I didn’t exactly peg you as a high-school football fan.” he said, hoping to distract her and dodge her question.

“Oh! I’m here to see Tammy!” Robin beamed brightly.

Ah yes, Eddie was well aware of who Tammy was. Everyone was. Considering how much Robin talked about her. They had only recently started dating and robin was a very proud and easily excited girlfriend it would seem.

“Yeah, she’s singing the national anthem before the game, so I’m here to be the supportive girlfriend that I am, and cheer her on from the bleachers.” she explained with a bright smile.

Eddie cringed slightly, before offering Robin a kind smile. If it was one thing Tammy was known for, it certainly wasn’t her singing voice. However, she made Robin happy so he wasn’t about to say anything to her that would burst her bubble. He was Robin’s friend after all.

“So what is it that’s got Eddie Munson showing up to his high-school football game, because I know you wouldn’t be here unless there was something in it for you.” Robin teases.

“You know how you’re being a supportive girlfriend to Tammy?” he starts.

“Yeah…” Robin drags out, wondering where on earth this conversion could possibly be going.

“Well..I’m being a supportive boyfriend,” he said confidently.

Robin looked at Eddie, her eyebrows knitting together in confusion. Eddie had a girlfriend? Since when?

"Well, you know y/n?" He starts.

"Wait..y/n? The cheerleader? That y/n?" She babbles.

"Yup, that's the one. We've been out on a couple of dates and things have been going real good." he finishes with a wide grin.

“You really like her don’t you, huh?” Robin teases once more.

“Yeah, I really do, Rob”

“Good for you, Eddie. You deserve to be happy” she smiles at her friend.

Just as he’s enjoying his conversation with Robin, he spots you over her shoulder. Waving to you, you come bouncing over to immediately crush him in a hug and a kiss on his cheek.

“Teddy!!!” you squeal excitedly. “I didn’t know you were going to be here!”

“Teddy, huh?” Robin covers her little laugh with a cough at the mention of your affectionately sweet nick-name for the metal-head.

“Hey Sugar, I want you to meet a friend of mine. This is Robin,” he says motioning to the girl opposite him.

You take Robin’s hand and shake it enthusiastically before bringing her into a friendly hug.

“It’s always nice to meet one of Teddy’s friends.” you say with a smile as you release her from your arms.

“Likewise” she smiled at you. “So will you be staying here long?”

“Actually Robin, I hope you don’t mind me stealing my girl away. There’s something I’d been meaning to show her.” Eddie interjects.

“Oh sure! Perhaps we can catch up another time! It was nice meeting you!” Robin says brightly as Eddie begins to gently pull you away from the conversation.

Eddie slings his arm around your waist, pulling you close to his side.

“You’ve got some time before you have to go out and perform, right? “ Eddie asks, his big brown eyes looking at you from under his fringe of curls.

“Yeah I got some time, why?”

“Because, Sugar, There’s something I wanna show you.” he answers with a wide smirking grin spreading across lips.

Eddie walks you from the football fields to the school's parking lot, right over to where his van is parked.

As your hand reaches for the passenger side door handle, he directs you to the back of his van where he opens up the double doors at the back.

You peer into the open space in the back of his van, and you can see all the carefully laid out blankets, and soft cushions spread out on the floor.

“I know it’s not anything fancy, but every time I see you in this cheerleading outfit, Sweets...fuck…swear it gets me hard at the worst times.”

“Oh you like the uniform, huh?” you tease.

“Yeah, just the other day you had me trying to hide my boner behind my desk. Had to rush off to the bathroom after class to go deal with it.” he chuckles.

“Didn’t know it got you going that bad, Teddy..” you say as you sway your hips, causing the skirt of your uniform to twirl around you.

“Was thinking maybe we could have some fun, Y’know, just the two of us.” he smirks, his deep brown eyes raking over you in an intense, unabashed gaze.

'Oh is that so?' you blush.

'I'll show you a good time if you'll let me' he smiles, kindly offering you his hand to help you step into the back of his van.

Taking his hand, you make your way into the van, and begin to settle yourself amongst the soft blankets and pillows he's so carefully laid down.

“Did you do all this for me, Ed?” you ask him sweetly.

“Only the best for my girl. Gotta make sure my little high-flyer is comfortable now, don’t I?” he says, crawling into the back to join you, his body hovering over yours as he holds himself above you.

Leaning your head up, you bring your lips to meet his. His lips are warm and slightly chapped, as you kiss him, both your bodies huddle together in the cosy space of his van.

He pulls his lips away from you for a moment, gazing deeply into your eyes once more before he settles himself between your spread thighs.

“Been thinking about this all day, Sweets..” he admits as flips up the skirt of your uniform, pressing a delicate kiss over your panties. “Will you let me taste you, please” he pleads with you.

You nod your head, smiling down at your boyfriend’s mess of frizzy curls as his lips trail butterfly-light kisses to the soft skin of your inner thigh.

That little smiling nod of your head was all the green light Eddie needed before his large hands were running up the length of your thighs and his fingers were slipping into the elastic waistband of your panties. He drags them down your legs and pockets them into the back of his jeans.

“Just for safekeeping, Sugar.” he smirks.

His focus is back on you in an instant, his lips blazing a hot trail of sloppy kisses along the length of your legs, stopping at the inside of your thigh to gently nibble at the soft flesh.

“Can never resist the thighs…Fuck…They’re so soft”

With one more kiss to the inside of your thigh, you feel his hot breath ghost over your exposed pussy.

“Hello my pretty girl…I’ve missed you my sweet thing..” he almost all but purrs out when he’s greeted by the sight of your pussy.

His head leans down to press a soft gentle kiss to your clit, before he tongue swipes a long wet stripe from the bottom of your slit to the very top. His tongue swirls around your clit a few times, before he’s flicking over it until he feels your hands weave their way to tangle into the mess of his hair.

He cheekily smiles against you as he feels your fingers tugging at the roots of his hair, almost as if you’re trying to control his movements. Trying to get him to be right where you need him most.

He’s lapping up your sweet juices, moaning into you as he does. The tip of his nose nudging at your clit as he slurps up everything you have to give him. He slyly slips one of his fingers into your tight wet heat, slowly drawing it in and out of you, all the while his lips have once again wrapped themselves around your clit, suckling on it until you’re whining above him.

“Please…” you moan desperately.

“What is it pretty girl?” You can hear the teasing tone in his voice, he was loving this.

“Wanna cum…Please…Feels so good” you whine as you shamelessly grind your hips against your boyfriend's face.

“Well who am I to deny such a polite request from a pretty girl like you?” he mumbles against you, before slipping another one of his thick fingers inside you. His other hand is pressed firmly on your lower stomach, and the pads of his fingertips are brushing against that spot deep inside you that has you screwing your eyes shut in pleasure.

“Can feel how tight you’re squeezing my fingers, Princess..Cum for me, Sweet Thing..”

The combination of Eddie’s fingers pressing inside you and his pretty pink lips sucking on your clit was all it took before you were riding out your release against his face.

“Good girl…Good fuckin’ girl..Tastes so fucking sweet..” he moans as he helps you to come down from the rushing high of your orgasm.

You begin to reach your hands towards him to unclip the handcuffs holding his belt together, and unzip him from where his cock is pressing against the dark denim of his ripped jeans.

“Wanna return the favour, Teddy” you say sweetly, batting your eyelashes at him.

“There’ll be plenty of time for that some other time, Princess, I promise. Right now I just really wanna feel you.” He tells you, his lips brushing against yours as he speaks.

He works on undoing his own jeans, pulling them down along with his boxers so that they sit around his thighs. Just enough to free his hard cock from the confines of the constricting fabric.

You watch with wide eyes as he holds his open palm up to your lips.

“Be a good girl and spit for me”

You part your lips to let a string of drool fall from between them.

“There it is…always such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” he teases, using his spit-slick hand to glide over the length of his hard cock.

He moves closer to you, cock in hand as he guides himself towards your wet cunt. He presses his pre-cum slick tip to your clit, rubbing over it a few times, watching as your body shudders with a moan.

He finally slides himself into you, slowly, inch by inch, letting you adjust to the stretch of his thick cock that's nestled snugly, deep inside your tight wet heat.

He leans forwards, supporting himself up on his arms as he captures your lips in a claiming kiss.

"Wanna make you feel good, Princess…"

He rolls his hips into you a few times before he hears your pleas begging him to go faster.

"Eddie…please…I need you…need you to move, please" you whine, your fingers digging into the skin under his Black Sabbath t-shirt.

That was all the go-ahead Eddie needed from you before his hips were snapping into action, thrusting forward to fill you with his thick cock.

“So fuckin’ tight around my dick, Sugar…Swear this pretty little pussy was just made for me” he rasps out with a moan, pushing himself into you with every thrust.

He sets an unwavering and relentless pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin resounding in the confined space of his van, as he thrusts himself in the warm wet heat of your soaked pussy.

His thick length fills you perfectly every time. His deep and precise thrusts ensure that his tip is nudging against your g-spot with every roll of his hips. The gush of your juices make it so easy for him to slide himself inside your wet pussy.

Eddie’s dark curls are stuck to his forehead, the exertion of his efforts to please you evident on the flushed features of his face.

“Look so pretty taking my cock like this…fuck” he praises.

“Close…Eddie…feels so good…please..” you plead with a desperate whine. You aren’t really sure what you were even begging for at this point, all that you knew that it all felt too much. Too much and too good.

His fingers find your clit, the rough pads of his guitarists fingers rubbing over your sensitive bundle of nerves in quick, tight circles.

“Can feel how tight you’re squeezing on me Sweets…Gonna make me blow my load, I swear..”

“Fill me up Eddie..Please..I want it so bad..please..” you beg

“Fuck…You want me to fill up this pretty pussy..want me dripping out of you..” Eddie moans as he thrusts a few more times, pushing his hips forward until he’s as deep as he could possibly be in you.

His thrusts slow down as you clench around him, your legs locking around his waist to keep him close to you while your body shudders with the rush of your orgasm washing over you.

Eddie’s cock pulses deep in you, filling you with rope after rope of the hot spurts of his release. His fingers sink into the soft skin of your hips, while he blows his load in you.

He holds still for a moment, your walls wrapping around his softening cock. Pulling out of your warm heat with a slight hiss, Eddie looks as the sticky, pearly essence of him trails its way out of your pussy.

“Want you full of me while you’re out there, Sugar” he winks at you, before swiping his cum on his fingers and pushing it back into you and pulling your panties up to stop anymore of his release from leaking out of you.

In your freshly fucked out, lust-addled brain you over hear the loud cheers coming from the other side of the school.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…Teddy, I’ve gotta go…I’m gonna be late for the big performance!” You panic, rushing to straighten yourself up and fix your hair. “I’m supposed to be at the top of the pyramid! The girls are counting on me!” You worry, as you begin to make your way out of his van.

He captures your lips once more in a sweet kiss before he watches you rush off to the other side of the school to join the rest of the cheer squad.

“Go knock ‘em dead, my little high-flyer!” he shouts out to you from across the yard.

“Thanks Teddy!!”

Eddie watched every second of your performance with wide eyes and pride in his heart. If he happened to see a slightly sticky trail down the inside of your thighs as you pose at the top of the pyramid, then that was between you and him, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

@munsonology @mcbeanzontoast @harringtons-cupid @penguinsandpotterheads @i-me-mine

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x female reader smut #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things s4 #stranger things fanfiction

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diaryofaprettyprincess · 3 years ago

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i loved spoiled!meangirl!reader so much, hope you can write more about it, it was so good

since you asked some reqs about perv!eddie i was thinking maybe eddie getting horny at reader in her cheerleader outfit, they're not dating (yet....) so what would he do?

i'd imagine try any possible way to look up her skirt!!

oh, you're walking up the stairs? he's on the floor level trying to look up at the pretty pink panties you have on underneath it.

#eddie munson #mail 💌#perv!eddie munson #perv!eddie munson x reader #perv!eddie #perv!eddie x cheerleader!reader

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eddiesbigolepp · 3 years ago

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perv!eddie who cant help but stare at your chest when the necklace you’re wearing slots between your breasts.

perv!eddie who tries his hardest to not let his eyes fall to your ass when you walk away from him.

perv!eddie who has rented almost every porn vhs in hopes of finding one that looks like you.

perv!eddie who cant wait for summer, just to see you in the tiniest skirts and shorts imaginable.

perv!eddie who hangs up a pair of your used panties above his bed as his own reminder of your sickly sweet smell

perv!eddie who keeps a picture of you sleeping naked in his wallet, to get him off in a pinch

perv!eddie who always fake bangs you when you bend over, no matter the kind of relationship you have.

perv!eddie who makes sure theres no seats at lunch so your always sat in his lap, feeling his member grow the more you move.

perv!eddie who always checks you to see if you have matching undergarments because he believes that clashing is a big no no

perv!eddie whos number one house rule is no pants, just so he can see that cute butt scurry around his trailer

perv!eddie who cant help but pinch your nipples when he sees that theyre hard under your shirt.

perv!eddie who only drives so recklessly to watch your tits bounce as he hits every pothole imaginable

perv!eddie who loves to tie your shoes, especially when he gets the up skirt view from the ground.

perv!eddie who can never quite focus when you whine his name and yell at him for not being nice to you.

perv!eddie who goes out of his way to get new porno mags, looking for girls who look like you, and eventually making his own book.

perv!eddie who stole your cheer uniform once when you showered at his place, just so you you run around searching for it in the tiny towel he gave you.

perv!eddie who only gives you the loosest tank tops he owns when you ask for a shirt, just to see some side boob, maybe even get a nip slip

perv!eddie who loves to cuddle, only because when he falls asleep, he can rut against you and hear your whiny sounds

perv!eddie who loves to lay between your legs, face first, and smell your after practice sweat for hours.

perv!eddie who always lays your feet in his lap, imagining lifting your foot to his face and kissing your toes.

perv!eddie who makes you bend over in your skirts and dresses to see if you’ll flash anyone.

perv!eddie who always goes shopping with you, to get the shortest and skimpiest thing possible

perv!eddie who intentionally takes you to lovers lake without bathing suits so you have to go in naked

perv!eddie who loves to make you go outside when it rains so he can see through your shirt

perv!eddie who never fails to kiss you goodnight when he drops you off at home, the heads to his van to pump out a quick one in the back seat

#eddie #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #stranger things #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things smut #stranger things 4 #st4 eddie #st4 #perv eddie

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bunniehrtz · 3 years ago

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watching eds palm himself through his jeans while he’s supposed to be watching you practise your cheer routine !! n you blush n look away, stumbling a little as your knees weaken a little, causing the whole team to mess up .. all because your boyfriend can’t keep it in his pants for 5 minutes !!!

#eddie munson #perv!eddie #cheerleader!reader #eddie my beloved #perv!eddie x reader

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gumbxz · 3 years ago

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eddie munson x cheerleader!reader smut

reader is BLACK !! she kind of gets annoyed with being the only brown girl on the cheerleading team, but is buddy buddy with chrissy. eddie and reader have some private tension between them..like a lot hehe reader is also full on melanin. literal dark chocolate!! (eddie likey..)

genre// implied smut, intimate touching 😱flirting, slow burn maybeh,,,SMUT HAHA !

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being the only black girl on the cheer squad was fun. the girls loved you. however everyone else was just surprised or disappointed at seeing you. they thought black girls weren’t interested in that kinda thing, but they’re wrong. and they always will be.

chrissy was your long time friend, being there for you through ups and downs. besties 4 ever. she was the one that even gave you a spot for try outs. and you fucked that shit UP!! of course it took a while to get a response back—but you made it to the team.

you and chrissy would always gossip about the kids at school that would fake their entire personality. only really peaking in high school. you even told her how annoying her boyfriend is.

“he is too perfect, like a bad kind. and you’re like a good sweet kinda perfect. he doesn’t deserve you!”

“no no.. don’t say that, (y/n). i know he hasn’t said the nicest things to you or majority of everyone at school but, i know he means well.”

“and there you go. kissing his ass.”

“well, i have to kiss his ass anyway. it’s my job as a girlfriend, you know? don’t you know what it’s like?”

she shut her locker as the two of you shared your conversation down the hall. making your way to your 4th period class. the two of you were literal opposites. but the two of you got along, and that’s all that matters. people either wanted to be you, or people wanted to get rid of you. you never cared.

you’ve always held an image of being strong. and you’ll never let that down. always defensive even though you don’t mean to be, that’s just how you’ve always been. chrissy knows well, and understands not to push your boundaries and would defend you with her life.

you spot a familiar weirdo, hanging out with his weirdo friends by the boys bathroom.. it was no other then. eddie “the freak” munson. all the girls were either inlove with him or were utterly grossed out by him. they thought if they were to get too close they’d get bitten, or end up like some babysitter in a horror movie. but they could never have what the two of you shared.

both of your eyes lingered on each other. making him give you a grin while you roll you’re eyes and walk away with your bestie. you smile as you feel his eyes watching the way your hips moved. you thought about saturday night. the night he drove you home after a game.

he was the sweetest to you, but was a literal devil at the same time. always teasing you and poking fun at you. he was a dork. an idiot. but he was all yours. and you were all his. you wouldn’t call it love because, there wasn’t really a word to describe what the two of you had. you just liked each other.. but it was different it was more. just more really.

“your butt makes your skirt shorter you know.”

“i know that- you don’t gotta remind me every time.” you kick your legs on his dashboard, knowing that sets him off. but he couldn’t argue with a beauty like you, especially with the way your legs looked in the natural light.

“did you see the way those dorky wrestlers were looking at you. they’re fuckin hilarious.”

“right? how they gon’ talk shit but look at me like i’m eye candy and they wanna take a bite.”

“too bad for them. this eye candy is all mine.”

he wraps his arms around your waist making your face go from a frown to a smile as you cross your arms. his lips press up against your neck and you let out a groan of irritation.

“seriously? we’re outside my house.. why here?”

“what? i’m not doing anything. just giving you some love.”

“shut up.”

he gladly did and began kissing all over your neck while holding you tightly. making you breathe right next to his ear. eddie was a bit of a pervert at times. not the creepy nasty kind but the type to just be touchy-feely and it’s just.. a different type of vibe.

his hands were gripping your thighs. the cold rings gave you goosebumps. and things felt hot in the van full of a/c.

“eddie stop, my parents are expecting me to be there for- for dinner.”

“mm.. just a bit more, i’m not done yet with you.”

he was really doing all this. and for what. to please you? or to show how you’re just his. and his alone. you liked it though. liked it too much.

“hey? (y/n) ?? you okay?”

chrissy’s voice woke you from your day dream trance. you were so focused on the events from last night you forgot to even answer the questions on your test. you’re fucked. well not entirely. history wasn’t your biggest weakness. but calculus..we don’t talk about her.

“sorry i um, i got a head ache. i just can’t focus.”

something about that made chrissy a little shaken. she scolds you about it, but she gets shushed by the teacher. you only have 5 minutes to go through this entire test. and there’s written answer too. shit.

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as you were walking to the bathroom during 6th, you felt a hand come outta no where and give your butt a squeeze. making you irritated on knowing who that was.

“hey sweets, i missed ya.”

“did you miss me? or my ass?”

“hm, both! can’t get enough of both of you. say, why don’t we go to the bathroom for a bit and smack face.”

“you want me to skip class?”

“uh huh.”

“with you?”

“yeah.”

“okay.”

you smirk and grab him by his denim jacket. pulling him to the girls bathroom. he was trying his best not to lose balance. the last bathroom door opened and you slam him against it as you both finally reach the inside of it.

you kiss him. and you kiss him hard.. your hand locks the stall door. he can only smile into your mouth and breathe into it. his hands were on you and they was gripping you in all the right places.

his hands feel your ass and he squeezes them and massage them. you got weak against him. pushing your chest to him more. sliding your hands from his chest to his ass too, giving them a nice squeeze. he liked it when you touched his butt. it just felt right when you did it. and you were the only one.

“fuck, you haven’t been wearing panties?”

“nah.. because i know you were gonna take them anyway.”

“you know me so well, (y/n).”

you pull him to you and his back comes off the stall door. the squeaking of shoes were heard against the floor and eddie stumbles on the toilet. he really liked where this was going.

“you gonna take me right now..?”

“take you where?”

“um.. can you.. can you.”

“can i what?”

“i wanna feel you against me. wanna feel you through my pants. grind on me, baby.”

fuck, he knew what to say every time. and it drove you fucking nuts. you lift your cute cheerleading skirt up and grind your cunt against his hard tent. it was fucking growing every time you did that. and the both of you loved every moment of it.

“fuck, i fucking- i fucking love you so much, (y/n).”

“yeah? i love you too. fuck it feels so weird to say it but.. so normal?”

“hah- we’re not exactly girlfriend and boyfriend. but we kinda are at the same time too.”

his pants was getting frustrating now. eddie unbuckles his belt, your pretty hands unzip his pants and you reach right in and take his dick out.

“fuck, you always know exactly what to do without being told. what did i do to deserve you?”

“be eddie munson. that’s all you did. my favorite white boy- in fact the first if i’m gonna be for real.”

“i’m honored..ah-“

his tip was leaking. it made you wanna just lick it off. you had to fight the urge to go down on your knees for him. you were gonna bump and grind till y’all couldn’t anymore.

your wet cunt slid against his throbbing dick. he through his head back, exposing his neck just for you. hands on your back. and hands gripping his thighs while you kiss his neck.

after some long 2 minutes. you couldn’t take the wet grinding. the noises were getting to your head. and you wanted to feel him inside of you.

“fuck eddie, i need you in me. right now- baby please—“

your back felt the cold floor, even through the material. the disgusting bathroom floor. being used for the same purpose that the two of you were using it for.

“let’s try missionary in the girls bathroom, huh?”

in an instant. he was inside you.(mating press go hard ong💯) y’all have never tried this position. it was doing something to you. being seen like this to eddie was just a sight gifted from the gods, eddie sure was one blessed mother fucker.

“holy shit, you’re so fucking pretty. is it weird to say i love how different we fit together. we’re just so- fuckin- perfect together. like we were made for each other.. fuck!”

the sound of wet schelching echoed in the girls bathroom. your soft sounds were getting more louder and echoed more. eddie didn’t think he’d last. the moment was too fucking good, he was gonna bust.

“fuck i’m gonna cum, where can i cum baby?”

“c-c’mere, cum in my mouth-“

you sit up for him a bit, and he quickly lets go of your legs and is kneeling infront of your face while your mouth instant wraps around his girth. he breathed out and rests a hand on his hip, and one on your braids. pulling you back and forth a little against him, your nose hitting the hair above his dick. you didn’t care. you fuckin loved the absolute filth.

his head moves back to look down at you. eye contact game was strong as you two stared at each other, that did the trick and eddie came right in your mouth. you happily swallowed every single thing.

he moves your mouth away from his dick, it pulses a bit before his dick softens a bit, and he breathes heavily. “holy shit, that was-“

“-a lot, see what you be doing to me? you’re turning me into a whore.”

“don’t see what’s wrong with that, let me kiss you.”

he gets on his knees infront of your spread legs, hands on either side of your face. on instinct once again, you put your hands over his as you share a kiss. you were pretty sure he just wanted a taste of you and himself mixed together in your mouth. you didn’t care though. he was yours.

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“you think your parents would like me?”

eddie says while he lays in your bad, holding your butt, hand holding yours as it lays on his chest. his chest rising and falling.

“well, they’d be concerned as hell but, i wouldn’t care. they want me to date a beautiful black jock or a total nerd.”

“phew, thank god i’m none of those. i’ve seen your parents around, they seem like decent people. they only want best for their girl.”

“and you’re the best that i could ask for. i really do appreciate you a lot.”

you look up at him, he looks down at you in return and smiles.

“i should get going soon but, i don’t wanna get off of your bed.”

“just stay the night at this point. my parents don’t check on my room. and you better stay quiet, okay?”

“okay.” he smiles and tugs his pants and shirt off, laying in bed with you in just his boxers.

“nice undies. is that star wars ?”

“yes it is, you gotta problem?”

“nope. you’re just adorable. in like an evil kind of way.”

you undress and wear a baggy shirt, eddie tries to keep it cool and just have a normal evening where he doesn’t try fucking you. he’s trying to be a good pet. trying his best to be good for you, since you deserve it.

you turn off the lamp next to your bed and snuggle up against him. you notice he still has his rings on.

“you should take them off for now, dummy.”

“oh yeah, shit, my bad i forgot.”

he’s such a dork. you love him so much. you smile and kiss his lips softly.

“goodnight, eddie munson.”

he kissed your forehead in return.

“goodnight, (y/n) (l/n).”

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holy shit

this was a literal mix of filth and fluff- lo siento 🙏🏾por favor , but anyways DAYUM this made me feel some kind of emotion..hope y’all enjoy !! -gummy

#eddie munson x reader #perv!eddie #eddie munson x black!reader #black reader #cheerleader reader #eddie munson #eddie munson smut

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biancadjarin · 2 years ago

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Being home ec partners with perv!Eddie

18+

pairing: Perv!Em x Cheerleader!Fem!Reader

warnings: nothing too explicit here, use of mommy/daddy nicknames, mention of boner.

a/n: ok so after reading @mamibaddie ‘s perv!bestfriend!eddie hc’s I can’t get playing “mommy and daddy” with Eddie out of my head😔. I’m thinking this will be 2 maybe 3 parts.

Eddie’s leg bounces as Mötley Crüe flows through his headphones. He’s in the last desk in the back of the class. Home Economics. He figured it’d be an easy A and if he wants to graduate this year, he needs all the A’s he can get. Or at least a C.

He hasn’t been paying attention all class period, getting lost in his thick Hellfire notebook, planning the next campaign. He glances up occasionally to steal a look at you, sitting pretty in the second row, long hair thrown over your shoulder, short cheerleader skirt fanned around your waist and hanging off the edge of your seat.

You peek back at him when the teacher gives you free time toward the end of class. He looks so cute, usual scowl on his face as his tongue pokes out of his lips, hand moving quickly as he writes and doodles. You smile as you walk over to him.

You drop into his spread thighs, making yourself comfortable in his lap. His eyebrows furrow until his eyes shoot up and realize it’s you. Your glossy lips mouth something to him and he stares at you in a daze, free hand that isn’t holding his pen settled on your knee.

You push his headphones off his head, Vince Neil’s voice filling the space between you two until he clicks the tape player off. “What?” He croaks out, throat dry all of a sudden. “I said ‘hi daddy!’” you repeat in a sweet sing-song. His jaw drops, not sure he heard you right. You stare at him with wide eyes, expecting him to answer you.

“What?” He repeats, a little laugh escaping his lips this time. His eyes scan down your body, the little keyhole of skin peeking out of the middle of your cheer uniform catching his eye. The space right under your boobs, above your abdomen looks so smooth and soft. He just wants to lick it. And don’t even get him started on the thighs that are draped over his lap right now. He wants to lick every inch of them before splitting them open. “Were you not listening?” you ask him, hands softly cradling his cheeks to draw his attention back upward.

He shakes his head, gooey, warm brownie eyes hooded and soft as he stares at you from this close. You giggle, swatting at his chest. “We got paired up to do the class project together! I’m mommy.” You lean close to his face, poking the end of his nose with your finger, “And you’re daddy. Mrs. Quill is getting everyone’s fake babies right now.” He peers around your body, scanning the classroom and realizing the teacher isn’t there. So that’s why you’re sitting in his lap.

“Oh… ok. So that means you’re going to call me daddy all week?” You nod eagerly. “And I get to-I mean have to call you mommy?” “If you want to.” You say with a smile. The smile that makes Eddie’s head spin. Makes his brain turn to mush. The smile he wants to be the reason for.

“I was thinking maybe you come over tomorrow and we can get started?” You offer, sliding off his lap. Eddie holds your hips at first, hoping you’ll stay but then let’s you go when he sees the teacher walk back in. “I know you have Hellfire tonight and I have a game. So what do ya say?” You ask with a little excited bounce, fingers twisting together like a little kid asking for a present.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Mommy.” Eddie says, smirk on his lips. You clap your hands happily before bending down to give him a hug. “This is going to be so much fun.” You say as you give Eddie a kiss on the cheek. Your lips linger close to his ear, your warm breath making him shudder. “My parents are out of town so we can play house all weekend.” You lean back and smile politely like what you said didn’t just make Eddie’s already hardening cock get painfully erect. You bounce back to your desk, only the lingering smell of your vanilla cookie scented body lotion left in your wake.

You sit at your desk, fake baby already waiting for you. “Eddie look!” You say as you make the baby’s hand waive to him. “He has your eyes!”

PART 2 HERE🍼🩷

masterlist is currently under construction but you can find it here

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#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x y/n #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie x y/n #self insert fic #perv!eddie #perv!eddie munson #perv!eddie x cheerleader!reader #eddie x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

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ashwhowrites · 1 year ago

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Perv! Eddie x cheerleader! Reader on a Halloween party, they HATE each other, but they were in a deal and that somehow, ends up in the two of them at the back of Eddie's van making out, and then having sex, and maybe they start a relationship?

I hope this is what you were looking for and you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting.

This is short but I think it hits all the areas you want :)

Eyes on you

Y/N hated Eddie Munson ever since she caught him sneaking around the girl's locker room. He tried to hide in a locker, watching as the cheer squad changed into their uniforms. She thought he was a pig and couldn't stand him.

Eddie hated the snobby cheer squad, but he liked to look at them. Y/N was bitchy and ratted him out for sneaking into the locker room. He hated her since, but a part of him wanted to be balls deep inside of her.

Eddie enjoyed bothering her. He'd give her flirty looks and waves. Knowing it pissed her off when she'd roll her eyes and stomp in the other direction. He loved getting underneath her skin.

It was a random Halloween party, and Eddie knew it would be his biggest sales. People got to hide in costumes and buy drugs with no one knowing. Eddie didn't bother to dress up, he was here for a job and that's all.

"Jesus, fuck. It's you?" Y/N growled, she prayed Chrissy hired someone else to do the drug deals but there wasn't luck in the room with her.

"Hey, pretty girl, love the costume." Eddie said, licking his lips as his eyes trailer up her body. Her legs were covered in green vines, green booty shorts and a green bra. The rest of her exposed skin covered in green vines and leaves.

"Poison ivy? Wouldn't mind tasting that on my tongue." Eddie smirked. He could already picture himself tracing his tongue up every vine.

"Not a chance." Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes as she sat down.

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"Not a chance, huh?" Eddie mocked, his voice teasing as he gripped Y/N's hips. He fucked his hips up into her, loving the way she rolled her eyes.

"Shut up," Y/N whined, she wanted to voice him out. She wanted to ignore that it was Eddie's cock that was inside of her.

Eddie moved his hands to her ass, squeezing the skin as she rode him faster.

Their skin was drenched in sweat, his van rocking and their sounds bouncing off the doors. Eddie wasn't sure how long they'd been going at it, but he knew it was a suspicious amount of time. He knew her friends would come looking for her sooner or later.

Her body was covered in his marks, and her scratches from her first two orgasms marked down his back. He didn't think he'd get to this point, all his jokes and comments but yet she was as desperate as he was.

Y/N finished her third orgasm, and Eddie finished against her stomach. Both breathing heavily as she started putting on her costume.

"In a rush?" Eddie asked, he felt vulnerable and he wasn't sure he liked it.

"What? Do you want me to stay or something?" She joked, but the hurt that flashed across his eyes made her think again. "Shit, do you want to talk?" She offered, a smile as she scooted closer to him.

"I mean it doesn't seem like you wanted to. If you want to head back to your friends, cool. I'll go home." Eddie shrugged, acting as her choice didn't matter.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't think you'd want to actually talk to me. Thought you just wanted the sex....based on your comments." She explained, she truly didn't see Eddie having feelings for her. She thought it was sexual tension that was building.

"We hate each other but do you think there's something deeper than that?" Eddie asked, "Because truthfully, I don't hate you. I'm infatuated with you. "

"There might be. I also don't hate you, but you drive me crazy. You love checking out girls and I think I'll struggle with that too much." Y/N confessed.

"No one captured my attention the way you do. That's why I'm here with you, that's why I've been chasing after you. Let me show you that I can focus all on you." Eddie promised, she smiled at the ground and his hand held hers.

"Not going to spy on my friends?" She asked, her eyes looked into his eyes.

"Just on you." Eddie smirked.

"Don't make me regret this, Munson." Y/N laughed, crawling on Eddie's naked lap. His hard cock resting in between her thighs. She smashed her lips on his.

"Y/N?"

Y/N pulled back when she heard Chrissy's voice from outside the van, her hands smacking the door.

"SHES BUSY!" Eddie yelled back, Y/N gasped and smacked Eddie's arm.

"I FIGURED. HAVE FUN YOU TWO!" Chrissy laughed.

Y/N didn't have time to respond when Eddie pushed his cock back inside of her.

"You'll never regret me." Eddie promised, his lips on hers as he tasted her.

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ddejavvu · 3 years ago

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What ab perv!eddie x cheerleader reader where she goes to his trailer after practice and she asks to take a shower or sum and when she gets out there is like no towel or anything 😋😏

this post is 18+ and dark, minors dni.

send me more perv!eddie thoughts or i'll cry

Stepping out of the shower, you're immediately hit with frigid air. It sends chills down your spine, goosebumps over your skin, and a shiver through your torso.

Your eyes fall expectantly on the towel rack that's hooked into the shower door, but the towel you'd left there is gone. There's no trace of the light blue fabric, and you realize your clothes have befallen the same mysterious fate.

Luckily, your mystery is solved simply by remembering where you are. You're in Eddie's trailer, and it's not surprising of him to inconvenience you in such suggestive ways.

"Eddie," You groan from the cramped bathroom, "You're so mean!"

"I can't hear you," He singsongs, "Come out, baby!"

"No," You whine, “bring me my towel!"

"What’s that?" You can hear the shit-eating grin on his face now, and your lower lip puffs out as you unlock the door, letting it swing open to reveal just a sliver of your face and body.

Eddie's already watching you from his bed, and his face looks exactly like how you knew it would. His eyes dip down to your chest immediately, and you realize that the cold air has stiffened your nipples.

"You're getting water on the floor,' He chides teasingly, a devilish smirk on his face.

"You stole my towel!" You gripe, a delicate whine to your words as you stomp one of your feet. It makes your breasts bounce, and Eddie likes it.

"You'll have to come here and get it," Eddie plucks the towel off of his bed, holding it out tauntingly in front of you, far too excited to suggest a nude wrestling match, "Come on baby, you can do it!"

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lavhoes · 3 years ago

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STRANGER THINGS SMUT RECS

none of these works are mine, credit to the writers.

note, writers if you don’t want your work on here please message me and I will take it off!

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍

love on you by @sinclaiirs

steve jerks off to a photo of you by @sinclaiirs

movie night, ft billy by @evergreencowboy

take your sit by @strawberrysodaslut

touch me, pt3 by @poeticandors

lovergirl by @deepett

angel eyes by @deepett

reader squirts for the first time by @constillatedchaos

pancakes for two by @the-archxr

I'll be the judge, ft robin by @luvfae

wet dreams by @sinclaiirs

like a pornstar by @sharpsapphic666

stop the world (i wanna get off with you) by @pixiehollands

as you dreamt it would be by @luvfae

like a perv, ft eddie by @fanofmanystuff

just like in the movies by @the-archxr

give it a try by @makeadealwithdean

𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

reader x injured!eddie munson by @jamespotters-realwife

hot and bothered by @bunnyhoney111

selfish!eddie by @evergreeneddie

desperate eddie by @evergreeneddie

study sesh by @bumblingbribee

finding out eddie has a mommy kink by @subbypeterparker

voyeurism, ft steve by @hxneybimbo

missed you by @munsonussy

the devil wears eyeliner by @sinnerlillith

pink is metal by @sinnerlillith

fountain by @eddiemunsonswhxre

distracting by @notrattus

I look at you and my blood runs hot by @letterstotheflre

nuisance by @eddiemunsonswhxre

symphony by @garden-of-eddie

under the bleachers by @latenightsimping

birthday girl, ft steve by @eratolasting

she’s the devil in disguise by @letterstotheflre

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

reaction to calling them daddy in bed by @hellfirexclub

making out with jonathan/steve by @pnkstarss

take in by @mollyville (jonathan byers)

what happens in the dark room by @reidsrevenge (jonathan byers)

stays in the dark room by @reidsrevenge (jonathan byers)

perv jonathan x cheerleader bsf by @pnkstarss (jonathan byers)

take you like a drug (jonathan byers, m reader, ao3)

goad by @hoosurdaddy (jancy x reader)

the upside by @honeybadgerwritings (henry creel)

taken care of by @droopycoquette (henry creel)

good girl by @666eddie (billy hargrove)

object of my desire by @skyebounded (robin buckley)

part two

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mrvlbimbo · 3 years ago

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Mrvlbimbo's Eddie Munson Masterlist

hiiiiii everyone, I figured it was time I made a master list for all my Eddie fics.

For anything in the series and longer fics catagory y'all can send me requests to further those stories and/or HCs you have for them.

Everything other than the drabbles is explicitly xfem reader because I write in third person using she/her pronouns.

The summaries are bad but hopefully this is helpful for everyone.

Smut meter

🍓complete fluff

🍒suggestive

🌶smuttish

🔥full on smut

Other tags

☁️angst

🍬sub! Eddie

🧁sub! Reader

🏠established relationship

🎲virgin! Eddie

💎virgin! Reader

Series and longer fics

Secret admirer series, pt1, 2, 3, 4

reader leaves romantic notes in Eddie's locker because she's too shy to talk to him in person.

Rating: 🌶💎🎲 (will change when chapter 4 is posted)

Eddie x bimbo!reader series masterlist

based on this request: eddie and bimbo reader!! a unique pair, but reader likes metal and rock music, and they find other ways to bond later

Rating: there’s too many parts but it’s a mix of all

Incentive, pt 1

Eddie has a crush on the assistant coach of the Hawkins High women's tennis team. She's only a year older than him, only problem is she refuses to date a highschooler. Looks like Eddie has some incentive to graduate

Something isn't right here, pt 1/2

A few weeks after returning from the upside down, Eddie wakes up changed. His new bloodlust only rivaled by his regular lust for his best friend.

Bimbo!reader x Vampire!Eddie

Perv!Eddie thoughts,

some hcs

Just a little quid pro quo, Virgin!reader buys drugs from Eddie and just so happens for 'forget' her money

Eddie's neighbor gets drenched in the cold and he just neeeeds to help her warm up

Sub!Eddie thoughts,

using a vibrator on Eddie

making Eddie cry his eyeliner off

What’s the plot of Romeo and Juliet again?

based on this request: eddie X (cheerleader?) reader where reader is dating jason. they get into an argument and eddie steps in to protect her. maybe they end up breaking up and eddie is really happy about it.

Rating: 🔥💎🧁

And they were roomates (pt 2 eventually)

Eddie and the reader are roommates, she catches him jerking off. She offers to help.

Rating: 🌶🍬

You mean nothing (everything) to me

friends to enemies to lovers. They fuck in the hellfire chair. It's almost 5k words.

Rating: 🔥🍬☁️

Practice makes perfect, first times the charm (coming soon)

based on this request: Eddie fic? where poor baby is a virgin but his not-girl-friend is more than happy to let him give her head for ‘practice’?

Rating: 🌶🍬🎲

It’s about time someone wrote an Eddie Munson sex pollen fic

its an Eddie Munson sex pollen fic.

Rating: 🔥

Jason doesn’t know

Eddie and reader are fwb and she's cheating on her boyfriend (Jason) Loosely based on the song Scotty Doesn't Know.

Rating: 🔥

One shots

Don’t move

cockwarming with subby Eddie

Rating:🔥🍬🏠

Polar Opposites

based on this request: eddie with a hyper feminine, super spoiled girl? Like, everyone just being exhausted by the stereotypical girly thing she is, and her just sitting all pretty in his lap in the throne in the hellfire club room

Rating:🍒🏠

Oblivious

based on this request: Eddie coming home after a club meeting that went rlly well and he’s super pent up and energized and he gets into his room and he’s greeted with the sight of his sweet y/n on his bed in the cutest pink lingerie set waiting to have him basically rearrange her organs, and ofc he does cause how could he say no to his needy girl

Rating: 🔥🏠

I like-like you too

based on this request: eddie x fem!reader where they both like eachother and it’s sooo obvious to everyone but them? and they get teased all the time by everyone

Rating: 🍒

One more?

based on this request: Eddie fucking readers brain out and then taking care of her while she's in subspace

Rating: 🔥🧁🏠

Gummies

based on this request: u eat some of eddies gummy bears only to find out they were edibles, n now eddie has to deal with a very high y/n who wont stop gushing about him and being all giddy

Rating: 🍓

Road trip

based on this request: reader and Eddie aren’t really close but they both unknowingly think each other are attractive but reader thinks Eddie is way out of her league. So they’re in the car with dustin, max, mike and Steve, but there’s no room for the reader so Eddie offers for reader to sit on his lap. So they’re both really nervous and reader keeps shifting in his lap so he grips her hips to get her to stop because he’s getting hard and he’s really embarrassed about it

Rating: 🌶🍬

I’ll never leave

based on this request: eddie having a nightmare where his gf leaves him only for him to wake up with her drooling all over his arm in her sleep

Rating: 🍓☁️🏠

It goes both ways

based on this request: reader getting into a fight with a jock because he hit and/or upset Eddie? Like, maybe she could kick his ass but she would also have gotten her fair share of hits?

Rating: 🍓

Not so innocent

based on this request: y/ns like this good girl teachers pet-- pleated skirts and mary janes and all-- with straight a's and she's sent to tutor eddie bc man is failing with a capital F so they're studying in her pink room with a bunch of awesome stuffies (in my head a lot of them are dragons and gargoyles and eddie's nerdy lil heart fricken explodes but this is just me being stupid in love) and he has full intention to do absolutely zERO work

(corruption kink and dom!eddie if you couldn't tell by now jdjjd)

and the whole time he's just teasing her (cough degrading her cough) and flirting with her (cO U G H praising her ahem) and- oops now they're fucking *acts shocked*

Rating: 🔥💎🧁

Thoroughly

based on this request: idk idk i’m just imagining eddie being like bold bold

“you wish you could handle me”

“yes, i do. roughly…thoroughly…for hours…”

Rating: 🍒

Mommy? Sorry. Mommy? Sorry.

based on this request: eddie accidentally calling you mommy while you’re edging him? so u like slightly laugh cause ur like omg???????? and he’s just so embarrassed BYE

Rating: 🔥🍬🏠

Rings can’t go in there

based on this request: eddie having to fish his ring out of your coochie

Rating: 🌶🏠

Teenage rebellion

Based on the request: What if Jason’s sister flirts with Eddie just to annoy his brother but she ends up having sex with him (I like how you write, specifically submissive Eddie)

Rating: 🔥🍬🎲

Drabbles

Aftercare

Wearing his rings

Giving him hickies

Boobs, boobs pt2

Belly bulge

Thighs

Fingering

Your first time with Eddie

Praise kink

Sub Eddie with begging

Naked Polaroids

Eddie x plus sized reader

Eddie with a mommy kink

Eddie x y2k aesthetic reader

Role play

Possessive Eddie

Giving Eddie head scratches

Flirting with Eddie

Jewlery and tits

Eddie is needy and wants attention

Eddie doesn't want to share his cookies with Hellfire

Getting Eddie's name tattooed

(Plz lmk if any of the links don’t work)

#stranger things season 4 #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fluff

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choke-me-joey · 2 years ago

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yeah im gonna steal that request… #2 with eddie picking reader up from cheerleading practice and she keeps staring at the tent in his pants 🤤

I tried to make this a little extra filthy just to make you feel better my Angel 🥰 I hope you like it! I love you ❤️

2. It's not gonna suck itself.

Eddie Munson x not your typical cheerleader reader

Content warning: 18+ content minors DNI, slightly pervy Eddie, blowjobs, deep throating, gagging, head pushing?? FINALLY VAN SMUT, public naughties I guess???, SLIGHT ANAL PLAY, swallowing

Hoevember/Dickcember masterlist

Eddie was already rock hard.

He couldn't help it; he'd arrived 10 minutes early to pick you up from cheer practice and now he was sat in his van, watching you on the field. Your skirt flipped exposing your untraditional black panties and he groaned, dick straining against his zipper. God you looked fucking good. His little rebel cheerleader. You weren't the stereotypical blonde clone of Chrissy Cunningham, fuck no, you were the complete polar opposite. You liked heavy metal, Lord of the Rings, DnD, weed and drinking on the weekends.

And most important of all, you loved Eddie when the entire school, aside from a select handful in the Hellfire Club, despised him.

You were his dream girl in a pleated skirt and matching hair bow.

Plus, you were fucking filthy.

Eddie groaned again and palmed his cock through his jeans as you jumped up into a perfect toe touch. That damn flexibility of yours. He got to enjoy it way more than anyone on that fucking squad would ever know.

He breathed a sigh of relief as practice finished and you spotted his van immediately, grabbing your bag and running over with a huge smile on your face.

"Hi, baby! Did you see my toe touch? I nailed it!" You exclaimed as you jumped into the passenger seat and pecked your boyfriend's lips.

"I saw it, beautiful, I'm so fucking proud of you!" Eddie grins. "Also, you looked sexy as hell out there."

"Perving on me, Eddie?" You smirk, doing up your seat belt. As your eyes travel down to help you see to fasten it, you can't help but notice the massive bulge in your boyfriend's jeans. Your thighs clench together and you bite your lip.

But it was a 20 minute drive to Eddie's trailer and the parking lot still had a couple of cars in it, so you would have to wait to pounce on him.

"Could ask you the same question, princess." Eddie chuckles, following your eyeline. "Sorry, baby, I can't help it. You know what that skirt does to me."

"Oh, I know." You smirk, eyes flicking down to his crotch again. "But maybe you can show me when we get home? Just to remind me."

"Can't wait that long, princess, been sat here hard as a fucking rock for about 15 minutes already, my balls are starting to hurt." Eddie fake pouts at you and you mirror him.

"Well...it's only a 10 minute drive to Lover's Lake..."

"I love that brain of yours." Eddie groans, putting the car into drive and backing out of his space, tyres squealing along the asphalt. Your eyes flick to his tented jeans once more. Eddie moves his hips forward slightly, clearing his throat. "It's not gonna suck itself."

"Shut up, I was getting to that." You laugh. "Just focus on getting us to the lake without crashing."

"Fuck, yeah." Eddie grins, adjusting his grip on the steering wheel as you unzip his jeans, not at all suprised when you see he's not wearing any underwear.

"You whore." You tease, reaching into his jeans and pulling his cock out. Poor baby really had been hard for a while, the mushroom head of his thick cock angry and reddish purple.

"Fuck, you love it," Eddie hisses, dick jumping as you press a kiss to the head. "Come on, baby, don't tease-"

You shut him up by swallowing him down quickly, which was not an easy feat. His dick slides down your throat and you keep it there for a few seconds, letting the hot flesh pulse in the tight constraints of your throat before you pull up for air, trails of spit keeping your lips and his dick attached. "Shit, sweetheart, gonna make me blow my load before we even get there, looking like that." Eddie sighs, with a quick glance down at your face before focusing back on the road.

You don't miss the way his knuckles turn white as he grips steering wheel as you wrap your hand around his cock, jerking him as you suck on the head, flicking it with your tongue the way he loves. "Jeeeesus Christ, babe," Eddie hisses between clenched teeth as he nearly rams into the car in front stopped at a red light. You hum out a little chuckle and in retaliation he pushes your head down, albeit gently, forcing you to take more of him. Luckily you've given Eddie plenty of blowjobs so you're well trained in taking him, even if you do gag slightly around his thick length. Eddie swears loudly, stepping on the gas, trying his best not to cum before he had a chance to park up and enjoy himself.

As soon as you reach the lake, Eddie slams the van into park, cutting the engine. He lifts his hips and pulls down his soaked jeans and you immediately dive back in, sucking his balls into your mouth as your hand continues to stroke him.

"Fuck, look at that, got Hawkin's hottest cheerleader sucking on my balls, you're fucking filthy babe." Eddie groans, stroking a few loose bits of hair away from your face that had escaped your obligatory cheer pony. You roll your eyes, releasing his left ball from your mouth with a soft 'pop' and moving to the right one to give it the same treatment. Eddie throws his head back against the seat, moaning at the roof of the van.

"Hey, eyes on me handsome," you remind him with a quick bite to his inner thigh. Eddie jumps a little, making you both laugh. "Want you to cum down my throat, 'kay?"

"If a day ever comes where I don't wanna do that when you ask me, just shoot me baby cos I'm already dead inside." Eddie quips, and you shoot him a grin before taking his cock into your mouth again, moving your head up and down quicker than before, the velvety skin slick with your spit - just how he liked it. "Fuck me, you're such a good girl, swallowing down my cock like it's nothing, guess I taught you well, huh?"

You moan in response, the vibrations adding to the building tension in Eddie's balls. He liked to think he had pretty good control over his orgasms, managing to hold back whenever he wanted to you cum first, but when your finger slipped below his balls to his perineum, lubing up his hole with spit and pushing in gently, he lost it, slamming his cock down your throat and cumming so hard he saw stars. "Fucking hell-!"

You were unable to hide the smug look on your face as you pulled off his cock, swallowing everything he had given you. Eddie sat in the drivers seat staring at you, pants around his thighs, dick and balls covered in saliva and a little bit of cum that had escaped your mouth. His face was flushed and sweaty. He looked absolutely fucked.

"What the fuck was that?!" He panted, chest heaving. "Did you...you put a finger in my ass!"

"Just the tip!" You grinned. "Besides you said you wanted to try it, and you really fucking liked it-"

"I'm not saying I didn't, babe, but a little warning next time? I'm gonna need a bit more recovery time before I fuck you now."

"Well, if it makes us even, you can put a finger in my ass when you do." You grin, sliding off your panties from under your skirt and climbing over the centre console into the back of the van, making sure Eddie got a full view of your glistening cunt and perky ass. "Maybe more if you're lucky."

"Oh baby, I'm feeling very fucking lucky right now."

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie munson x you #kats hoevember event #kats dickcember event #stranger things smut #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction

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honey-flustered · 3 years ago

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The Final Girl

Ghostface!Steddie x Sorority President!Virgin!Reader

Modern College Au/ Smut/Angst (18+ MDNI)

Summary: It’s Halloween and you’re hosting a small murder mystery party at your sorority’s mansion.Things go smoothly at first until secrets come out and people actual begin dying. It’s up to you to uncover the killer as The Final Girl.

A/N: This is Dark but with some humorous moments. So you have been warned that there will be violence, blood, and sex in this. Mean Girls meets Scream. This is slasher inspired all the way because I love horror movies. It’s a fun wild ride that I made just for laughs and curiosity. I think I’ll be making more Ghostface!Steddie to get into the Halloween spirit. Let me know what you guys think! ❤️

Word Count: 7.1k+

Warnings: NON CON, DUB CON, primal play, blood, violence, dark humor, murder, graphic language and descriptions, creepy!perv!Eddie, psycho!steve, mean!formerbully!reader (practically Regina George), bimbo!reader, reader in relationship with Jason Carver, mentions of bullying and false allegations of sexual assault, hairpulling, spanking, scratching, rough sex, facefucking, bondage, some knife kink, some blood play, p in v (unprotected) some male on male (finger sucking, kissing) , breeding kink, creampie, mostly ooc!stranger things gang, PLOT TWIST

“Should I go with the slutty nurse outfit or the slutty cheerleader?” You say, holding out your options for your friends to view.

Nancy and Robin were currently laid out on your bed assisting you with the perfect costume. You’ve been friends with Nancy since freshman year of high school. On the other hand, you and Robin weren’t always friends. You had your tiffs with one another back in high school but, in college, you decided to turn a new leaf and practice positivity. You ended up apologizing for your mean behavior towards her and ended up cool friends since then.

Tonight you were hosting a small gathering at the sorority house with just a few friends since the rest of your sorority sisters were out partying at a frat house instead. It felt like betrayal but you didn’t mind. After all, they’ll only be missing out on what could’ve been the best night of their lives.

“Definitely the slutty cheerleader,” Nancy selects. “It’ll be a homage to your high school origin story.”

“You bitch,” You giggle, throwing a stuffed animal at her. “I was hardly a slut. I mean, sure, I messed around with our 12th grade Chem teacher and some jocks her and there…but I’m totally innocent.”

“Isn’t it a little…basic, though?” Robin chimes in. “Most girls do the slutty cheerleader look. Hell, even Vickie’s thinking about it.”

“But you’ll tell her not to wear it because only I could be a cheerleader for the night….right?” There’s a threatening inflection in your tone.

“Yeah, of course.” Robin agreed, nervously.

“Great! And what will you girls be wearing?” You say as you looked in the mirror, putting the costume over yourself.

“I’m gonna be a sexy spy.” Nancy mimics scanning around the room with a gun.

“I’m going as Mia Wallace.” Robin beams with joy.

“Who?” You and Nancy say in unison.

“From Pulp Fiction. It’s a cult classic.”

“I would’ve heard about it if it were a classic.” You say.

“It’s an old movie. It’s got a pretty wide fanbase even today.” She retorts.

“Well, no wonder I don’t know it. Old movies always creeped me out. Why are they all in black and white?”

“I-it was… in the 90s.” She blinks at you, dumbfounded.

“Oh. Was it before I was born?”

“A little before, yeah.”

“Yeah, I don’t usually care for things that were made before I was born. The world didn’t have me in it so it couldn’t have been that groundbreaking.” You shrugged.

Your cellphone rings and you immediately picked it up without looking, believing it to be your boyfriend.

In a bubbly tone, you answer with a large smile.“Jacie-kins,” Your smile drops when instead of hearing your boyfriend, you hear heavy breathing. “H-hello, who’s this?”

But no answer. Just the shuddery, heavy breaths of a perverted stranger. You hang up.

“Everything okay?” Robin asks, concerned.

“Yeah, just some creep over the phone.” You shivered, throwing your cell onto the bed.

Nancy looks at the caller ID: Unknown. “I haven’t answered unknown calls in forever. Especially with the rumors that have been going around about receiving those calls.”

“Ooh, yeah! I heard if you receive those calls that it means you’re next.” Robin adds.

“Next?” You whispered.

“Mhm, rumor has it…the ghostface killer calls his victims the day he plans on murdering them.” Robin explains.

“Nah, that’s not right. He calls his victims then waits another 24hrs and then you’re dead.” Nancy says.

“Pretty sure, you’re wrong, my dear.”

“Well, I’m in the Newspaper club so I’d know.”

“I have google and reddit—”

“Girls,” You called out, interrupting their bickering. “You’re no help. A creep just called me and now you’re freaking me out about all this talk of murder.”

“Aww, relax, Y/n.” Nancy wraps an arm around your shoulder.

“Yeah, it’s only rumors. None of that shit’s real or makes any fucking sense.” Robin says.

“Exactly! Like how would this ‘ghostface killer’ have any of our numbers? Who even calls people these days?” Nancy laughs.

“Yeah,” You say, your nerves calming down. “You’re right. It’s probably that loser at the Chipotle I gave my number to so he’d leave me alone.”

“Oh, honey. That’s why you always give out fake numbers,” Nancy says, patting you on your back. “Now chop, chop, ladies. We have to prepare. The guests will be arriving in another hour or so. Text Chrissy to get ready. Where is she, anyway?”

“Probably off doing coke. Anyway…Robin, did you send the messages about the personas for the Murder Mystery?” You questioned.

“No. You said you’d do that.”

“That was before I had to go to my yoga class. My instructor wants a toxic-free environment so I couldn’t use my phone. As Vice President, you should’ve been on that ball, sweetie.”

“But, but…”

“Don’t worry, little bird. We’ll just choose our personas out of a hat at the door, okay? It’ll be more fun that way. See why I’m the president? I’m always thinking ahead.” You give her sweet smile before heading back into your closet.

Robin continues to glare in your direction.

————

The gathering had finally begun and the 4 of you were lined up on either side of the door to greet the arriving guests. First arrival was Jason who dressed as a jock to match your halloween costume.

“Jacie-kins,” You greeted at the door, kissing his cheek and extending the hat full of little notes in his direction. “We’re choosing at the door. It was all my idea.”

“You’re so fucking smart, babe,” Jason compliments. “And you look hot. Love the pigtails.”

“Awww, babe.” You giggled.

“Can we move this along, please?” Chrissy says, rolling her eyes. “I’m not sure why I’ve gotta stand here, too.”

“Because we’re welcoming the guests into our sanctuary. It’s called ‘being polite’, Chrissy.” You say, with a feigned smile.

Then came in Vickie and Jonathan, who greeted their designated sorority girl lovers. It was looking to be a full house so with that you allowed everyone to meet in the living room. Just as you were about to close the door, a hand halts it in place. You let go, waiting for the intruder to enter.

Steve.

“Heyyy! Long time, no see, King Steve.” You pull him into a hug.

“It’s great seeing you, too, princess. Sorry I didn’t get to wear a costume. I wasn’t sure if you’d be doing a theme.”

“Yes, I apologize. I told Robin to send the texts about the event details but she forgot. But a few bumps in the road is no big. The guys’ll be so happy that you came. You’ve gotta tell me all about University in New Y—” You paused your sentence, eyes falling upon a familiar face standing at the bottom step of your porch. Someone that reminded you of your harsh past.

Steve’s eyes follow yours then looks back at you. “Oh, I hope you don’t mind. I brought a plus one.”

“N-no. I don’t mind. I’m on a path to healing now. So it’s totally fine. I didn’t even know you two were friends,” His eyes bore straight into yours. You quickly look away. Extending the hat towards them, you began to tremble a little. “H-here. It’s a murder mystery party. You get to choose your persona.”

“Sounds fun.” Steve smiles, pulling out a piece a paper then enters the home.

Eddie approaches you, your breath hitches. He smirks, raising a hand and shoves it hard into the hat. You jolt at his sudden action.

He chuckles. “I got one.”

“You can go inside now.” Your wavering voice so low that you cleared your throat and repeated the phrase with more confidence.

“Inviting me into your home? How sweet.” He whispers, invading your space before peeling away from you. He ogles your body up and down then takes his strides towards the living room.

Gathering your composure, you fixed you adjust your costume then headed inside. Like you predicted, the boys were ecstatic to see Steve but the opposite reaction was given for Eddie.

“What’s this freak doing here?” Jason asks.

“Hey, hey. There’s no need for that.” Steve defends.

“No, actually, I don’t mind. Let’s hear what else you’ve got to say in that empty little head of yours, jock strap.” Eddie challenges.

Jason lurches up to his feet, his face inches from Eddie’s. Rolling your eyes, you come in between them.

“We’re all adults here. We don’t need to this,” You cup Jason’s face, making him focus on you. “Let’s just have a fun night. Forget the past. Hmm?”

Jason looks between you and Eddie then sighs. “Fine.” He says, through gritted teeth.

“Perfect. So, let’s all have a seat on the carpet and go around the circle to explain our personas. No revealing yourself as the killer, of course. I’ll go first,” You smiled, giddily. “I’m Kitty Reeds, a B List movie star. I’m known for being very dramatic and I’m always looking for my next big break.”

“Sounds familiar,” Robin snorts. You nudge her. “Oh, right! (in a transatlantic accent) I’m Cha-cha Wilde, defense attorney. You looking for someone to bail you out, I’ve got ya. Even if you did do it. What about you, babe?”

“This is so fun,” Vickie giggles. “I’m Mayor Helen Goodwill. I make anything happen long as there’s a little bit of bribery on the side.”

“I’m Cane. Vance Cane. Undercover spy.” Jonathan gives his best James Bond impression.

“I’m Alfie Reeds, playboy wannabe director married to Kitty Reeds.” Steve says.

“Ooh, sorry, Jason,” You teased. “Stevie’s my husband for tonight.”

“I’m Reagan Paris, reporter and sleuth. It’s right up my alley.” Nancy says.

Chrissy reads. “Max Mars, a comedian who overexplains every joke.”

“Mace Freely, town lunatic.” Eddie simply says.

“Fitting.” Jason mutter under his breath.

“Who are you, sweetie?” You ask.

He looks down at his card. “I’m Bob. Just…bob.”

The power goes out, the 9 of you looked around the room as if to find the culprit.

“What just happened?” Nancy asks.

“Are we already in character?” You inquire.

“No, just really would like to know why the power went out.” Nancy explains.

“Looks like there’s a storm. No one’s allowed to leave due to flash floods.” Steve says, holding out his phone for everyone to see the news.

“Bummer.” Eddie says.

“It’s fine. The party must go on. I’ll just get some candles and I’ll be right back down.” You rushed upstairs, taking the candles from your dresser.

Suddenly, you felt an eerie presence. A shiver goes down your spine as if you knew something bad was going to happen. You scanned around the room. It’s quiet.

“Mama!”

You jolt up, looking down to find that your talking stuffed animal had fallen off your bed. You were being paranoid. Shaking your head at your foolishness, you made your way down to the group.

“Hope you guys like the scent of vanilla and jasmine.” You smiled, putting down the candles on top of the coffee table.

You could feel Eddie’s eyes looking up your skirt, as you bent over to light the candles. Smoothing your skirt down, you quickly sat beside Jason, curling into his arms. Eddie’s stare making your skin crawl.

“You guys wanna play truth or drink?” Eddie suggests.

“That sounds fun.” Robin says.

“Yeah, I’m up for it.” Chrissy also agrees.

“We’ll spice it up. Everyone will write down a secret about themselves, put it in a hat. We’ll read them aloud. If you wanna own up to it, raise your hand. If not, drink. But should you drink…you’d still be admitting something,” Eddie’s eyes are trained on you. “Unless of course, any of you in here are too pussy to play.”

You swallow hard. “I wouldn’t mind but I’m sure someone’ll mind. Sometimes, secrets should remain secrets.”

“I don’t mind.” Steve chimes in and the group soon follows including your own boyfriend.

“Okay. We can play.” You gave in.

Everyone wrote down on a piece of paper, throwing it into the hat. Once all secrets were received, you picked one out.

“I like pineapple on pizza.” You read out.

“What monster would something like that?” Robin asks.

Vickie raises her hand.

“No.” Robin says, disappointed.

“I’ve always liked it. But that one time on that pizza date, you ranted on and on about people who put pineapple on pizza. I just couldn’t show you the real me.”

“Vickie, I’d love for you to have all the pineapple pizza you’d like if it makes you happy.” Robin comforts.

“You mean it?”

“Course, babe.” The two share a kiss.

“Awww, already this game’s off to a wholesome start.” You smiled. “Next: ‘I ended up in handcuffs for mooning a cop’.”

The group’s eyes land on Eddie. He shakes his head, pointing over to Chrissy who dwindled at her thumbs, nervously.

She raises her hand, embarrassed. “It was Mardi Gras, okay. I was drunk and the cop didn’t exactly mind it.”

“Hmm, good for you,” You say, impressed. You pick up another paper, smiling, only for your smile to quickly fade. “I’ve thought about breaking up with my partner for someone in this room…W-who wrote this?”

You look over at Jason. “Not me! My card was about my foot fetish.”

“Well, mine was about me lying about taking tarot reading classes.” You admitted.

“You lied? You told me to dump my sugar daddy because his aura was dark and he was giving bad vibes. I could’ve paid off my student loans!” Chrissy seethes.

“I may not have taken classes but I’m still in touch with my spiritual side. That creep definitely gave off bad vibes. I saved your life.” You defended.

“My confession was that I sleep with a night light sometimes,” Robin cowers then says under her breath, “It’s quite comforting, actually.”

“And I said that I watch…hentai.” Jonathan says, rubbing at the back of his neck.

The room was silent, eyes falling on Nancy. She was the only other person in the room in a relationship. She stammers. “T-that isn’t what I wrote.”

“There are only 9 papers here, Nance.” Steve says.

“Nancy…” Jonathan looks at her in betrayal.

“It wasn’t me! This has to be some kind of joke. Unless…Y/n… did you write this?”

“What?! Of course not.” You were stunned.

“Or was it you, Robin?”

“No way, Nance.”

“I told you both in confidence. You two were the only ones who knew.” Nancy’s voice rises in octaves.

“I wouldn’t ever do some shit like that to you, Nance. We’re besties.” You tried to reach for her hand, she pulls away.

“Or so I thought!”

“Let’s just continue the game, alright? It doesn’t have to end so horribly. It must’ve been a joke or something.” Steve calms the situation.

“Fine,” Nancy crosses her arms in front of her. “Let’s do this.”

The group put in another set of truths and you pick out a secret: “Y/n may act like a whore but she’s a fucking virgin slut only good for sucking off every guy she likes.”

“This isn’t even the game. It’s supposed to be your secret, Nancy.” You growled.

“I.Didn’t.Write.That!” She hisses.

“Then who did?”

“I don’t fucking know.”

“Well, I’ll just keep narrowing it down until I find the fucker that did.” You rummaged through the pile. “Here’s one: ‘I regret choosing to move to a college my girlfriend wanted and not my dream school. I hate her everyday for it’. Hmm, I wonder who’s that?”

“Jonathan?” Nancy says, staring hard at him.

“You ask me to follow you to your dream school. Now you’re trying to break up with me. Who is it? Who are you trying to leave me for?” Jonathan says in a biting tone.

“Fuck you. I have nothing to say to you. You hate me!”

“I hate you for giving me an ultimatum!”

“You know what…fuck this. I’m going to my room.” Nancy runs upstairs.

“We’re not done talking.” Jonathan follows her up.

“This is fucking insane. I’m getting to the bottom of it,” You read out another. “I fucked Y/n’s boyfriend.”

Your heart drops into your stomach. “Who the fuck wrote this?!” You notice Chrissy squirm the way she did when she was holding something back. “Oh, hell no. You’re fucking Jason!”

“I didn’t write that.” Chrissy whispers.

“But it’s clear as day!” You shouted, yanking away from your boyfriend. “Tell me this isn’t true.”

“It’s not.” Jason says, jaw clenched.

“You’re fucking liar! I can see it in your eyes.” Tears stream down your face.

“Okay, so I did. How could I not? You never fuck me. It’s always head but never any pussy. Maybe I wanted something more. Chrissy gave me that and more.”

“You bastard! You know why I can’t be intimate with you.”

Eddie speaks up. “Oh, funny you should say that, Y/n. Here’s something to jog your memory,” He clears his throat then reads, “I was bullied constantly for sexual assaulting someone who’s in this room. In reality, I was framed because I decided to help the whore who’s been sucking the teacher’s cock for good grades.” He raises his hand.

The group stares at you. You begin to hyperventilate.

“You fucking bitch!” Jason yells.

“You’ve constantly cheated on me! I mess around with a teacher, now I’m the bad guy.”

“You lied about being assaulted, though. That’s really fucked, Y/n.” Vickie says.

“No. No! You don’t understand. None of you! I really was assaulted. It just wasn’t Eddie. It was the Chem teacher. He made me do things for him. I couldn’t tell anyone! I only said it was Eddie because he helped me into his trailer that night. I didn’t want the rumors to spreading that I’m fucking the freak. So I only did what I could to protect my relationship and my reputation.” You broke down.

“You still fucking cheated on me.” Jason growls.

“And you still accused an innocent person of assault. That’s some serious shit.” Robin adds.

“I don’t have to prove myself to any of you. You all would’ve done the same if you were—“

“Ahhh!”

An ear-piecing scream interrupts the dispute. Everyone exchanging looks before rushing upstairs. It came from Nancy’s bedroom. Jason takes initiative, stepping forward and picking up the defense baseball bat of the sorority home. You all follow close behind with a flashlight in hand. The door to the bedroom opened just a crack. He hesitates then like ripping off a band-aid, he pushes the door and it swings open.

There’s nothing. The group piles into the room, scanning around. You hear gurgling noises behind you. Lightning strikes the moment you turn around, it’s Jonathan tacked on the back of the door, a knife through his neck.

“Ahhhh!” You scream so loud the group jolts, turning to look and screaming as well. You stumble back, falling onto the ground. Another bolt of lightning lights the room, you were in a pile of blood near Nancy’s lifeless body beside the bed. You scream blood murder, looking between your bloody hands and the body.

Scrambling off the ground, you’re the first to run out and everyone runs after, going down the stairs

“Holy shit! What the fuck?!” Jason exclaims.

“Did we just see that? Please tell me this isn’t real.” Vickie sobs.

You were speechless, shuddering as you looked down at your bloody clothes. You feel a hand rest on your shoulders and you immediately jolt.

“You okay?” Eddie asks, concern in his tone.

“No. I’m not fucking okay! I’m covered in my best friend’s blood! We have to call the police!” You shriek.

“All of our phones are dead and the powers out!” Vickie cries.

“Guys, w-we shouldn’t have left Jonathan in there. I heard gurgling. That means he’s alive. Right?” Chrissy says.

“Not for long,” Jason counters. “Did you see the way he was put up?”

“Man, I’m trying not to!” Robin says, running her hands through her hair.

“This has to be the ghostface killer. Like you and Nancy spoke about, Robin,” You deduced. “He’s probably after me.”

“That was just a little Halloween story, Y/n. It’s not fucking real.” Robin says.

“Ghostface is very real. Only not the way you think.” Eddie says.

“Who the fuck’s Ghostface?” Jason questions.

“A killer with a face of a ghost.” Eddie says, nonchalantly.

“Face of a ghost?” Chrissy says. “Like with hollowed out eyes and shit.”

“Yep. Every Halloween, he feeds his cravings for revenge, picking out those he chooses one. by. one. He usually preys on young college kids like us. Inhibitions lowered, dumb, alcohol fueled college kids. He’s definitely after us.” Eddie explains.

“You’re only saying that to scare us.” Vickie says.

Eddie puts a hand over his chest. “I swear it. There’s articles all over about this guy.”

“Eyewitness accounts?” You asked.

“There are no eyewitness accounts.” Eddie admits.

“Because he’s not real.” You say, believing you’d caught him in his game.

“No, because he leaves none.” He simplifies.

Everyone stays silent in their fear until Robin began to freak out again. “When I was told this would be a murder mystery party, I thought ‘wow, how cute?’. Now I’m wondering what the fuck I just signed up for! We have to get out of here.”0

“I can’t leave without Steve.” Eddie says, defiantly then adds. “He’s my ride home.”

“Where is he, anyway? He just disappeared.” You say.

“What if he’s…dead, too?” Vickie whimpers.

“We don’t know this for sure. We’ll have to go looking for him. Everyone, arm yourselves with anything you can find. We’re going to look around this place, find Steve, then get the fuck out of here.” You ordered, picking up a sharp high heel.

“That’s your choice?” Chrissy asks, incredulously.

“It’s protected me plenty times against creeps.” You defended.

“Okay, if we’re going to cover as much ground as possible. We’ll need to split up. Me and Chrissy, Robin and Vickie, Y/n and Eddie.” Jason plans out.

“I’m not going with him.” You say, hugging yourself.

“Why? Scared you’ll accuse me of assaulting you again.” Eddie challenges.

“I divided us evenly so we’ll all have partners. Plus, I’d rather not be around you right now.” Jason explains.

“Fine. I don’t want to see you either.” You grumbled.

“Should we really split up? Regardless of whether we’re all mad at each other, it’s best if we stay together. That’s like rule #1 of horror movie logic.”Vickie suggests.

“This is real life. Not some kind of shitty slasher flick.” Jason says.

“We’ll find Steve quicker his way, babe. Then, we’ll be outta here in no time.” Robin convinces. Vickie sighs, nodding.

“Okay, that settles it. Eddie and Y/n, you go downstairs to check the basement. Vickie and Robin, you both check upstairs—”

“B-but he can still be up there?” Vickie whimpers.

“We’d have seen him if that were the case.” Jason counters. “You’ll be fine. Me and Chrissy will search downstairs. If we hear anything, we’ll come straight up to you.”

“O-okay.” Vickie stutters out, warming up to Robin’s arm around her.

You scoffed, crossing your arms. “Figures. You would give yourself the easiest job. Hell, we’ve practically searched this area just standing here.”

“We didn’t check the kitchen, though,” Jason argues. “Chrissy and I’ve got plenty to search. Now, hurry up and go to your positions or else we’re all dead.”

You huffed. The group breaks out to their separate spaces. You were stuck goin down a dark basement with a guy who’s probably pissed enough to leave you for dead.

The door to the basement creaks open. It’s pitch black. You flick on your flashlight, searching around the room.

“I-it seems empty.” You say, nervously.

“Then, go.” He whispers near your ear.

“I…I don’t want to.”

He grunts, taking the flashlight from your hand then heading down the steps. “Scaredy-cat.”

“Don’t leave me.”

You cling onto his leather jacket, following after him. It was a dusty old attic that you’d never given yourself that chance to explore. You’ll be making note to give this place a makeover if you do survive.

“Nothing here.” Eddie says as he gets to the bottom, flashing the light around the room. He suddenly turns to look at you eyes dark and primal, he’s close.

“What?” You say, looking up at him as he towered over you. You’re frozen by fear as if he’s put you under his spell.

His glides a finger between the valley of your chest, collecting the blood that has not yet dried. He trails the blood down your neck. You shudder under his touch. What was going on with you?

You hear the start of an engine revving outside. You recognize that sound anywhere. It’s Jason’s truck and he was planning on leaving you all.

“They’re fucking leaving us!” You screamed, snapping out of his trance. You run up the steps hoping you’d get to them in time. The door was shut and locked. You banged your fists against it. “Eddie! They’ve locked us in here!”

“What?!” Eddie runs up, banging alongside.

But it was no use. No one can hear you.

You run back down, climbing up a short book shelf to peer through the small basement window. It was hard to see through the rain but you didn’t hear them skirt off. Maybe they’ve changed their minds. You squint your eyes, looking through the heavy rain as best as you could. A ghost face appears, staring directly at you.

You screamed, falling backwards off the shelf. Eddie catches you in his arms before you hit the ground.

“What’s wrong?”

“Ghostface! H-he saw me! He knows we’re in here.” You were panting heavily, tears flowing down your face.

The door to the basement suddenly cracks open and you both look up in terror. Eddie flashes the light towards the door, noticing a hand slowly wrap around the frame. It rips open revealing Robin and Vickie.

“Oh my god, we thought you were the Ghostface killer,” You cried, running up to exit. “He looked right at me!”

“Yeah and fucking Jason and Chrissy drove off.” Eddie adds.

“We heard. Also, we didn’t find Steve. But we found his jacket.” Vickie sobs, holding it out. “We think the killer’s got him, too.”

“Shit.” Eddie says, defeated.

“We have to leave. It’s only the 4 of us now.” You shivered.

The front door swings open, hitting the wall with a loud bang. The ghostface killer was standing right in the door way, head tilted to the side and bloodied knife in hand.

The group screams for their lives running in opposite directions. He guns for you first, nearly cornering you into the wall. You rush past him, gunning for the door and grabbing your car keys from the side table.

There was no way you could get far in this weather, but you’d figured you’d get far enough because it hadn’t began flooding too bad yet. You enter the car attempting to put the key into the ignition. You notice blood on the key. Then, your eyes peer into the rearview mirror focused on the backseat. Your soul leaves your body. Chrissy and Jason’s bodies were in the backseat both with slashes in their necks.

“Oh, my god. No.” You sobbed hard. Ghostface standing right outside in front of your car. It gave you an idea. Starting up your engine, you revved it a bit to intimidate him. You were preparing to run him over only for the engine died out. You were shit out of luck.

Ghostface approaches you slowly. You were pretty much hyperventilating as he approaches you. He opens your car door and your sobbing hysterically. Just as he reaches out to you, you jab your car key into his chest. He hollers, falling backwards into the mud. You rush out the car, looking down at him. He lift’s his head up, the mask falls.

It’s fucking Steve!

He yanks the key out of his chest, anger on his face.

“S-steve? What…why…how…” You were paralyzed by complete astonishment.

He’s getting up now. You stumble backwards, head-starting your chance to run.

“Hey, Y/n,” Steve says with a psychotic smile, holding out a piece of paper with word ‘killer’. “What took ya so long? The game’s almost over.”

You shook your head at him before running back inside the home. He calls out your name, running after you. You slam the door shut in time, locking it. You cowered away from the door, stepping back and looking at it as he pounded against the door.

“Little Pig, Little Pig. Let me in.” Steve singsongs from behind the door.

Then, you hear what sounded like an axe colliding against the door over and over. You ran, knowing you had little time to hide. You crash into Eddie, screaming before bawling hysterically into his chest.

“Eddie. It was Steve all along. He’s killed everyone. We have to find a way out of here while he’s busy with the door.”

“But, kitty, we’re right where we need to be.” Eddie smiles a toothy grin.

Your eyes widened. “You’re…a part of this?”

“Duhh. I thought you’d figured that out by now. Guess I overestimated you.”

“W-why?”

“Why? Fucking why?!” He shakes his head in disbelief. “You bullied the shit out of me for no reason. You and your fucking popularity robots. That’s the fuck why I did it. You fucking accused me of sexually assaulting you. If I really wanted to…I would’ve.”

“You didn’t have to kill my friends!”

“Friends? It was so easy to tear you guys apart. It took less than an hour for you all to be at each other’s throats. All Stevie and I had to do was reveal your secrets and it was chaos ever since.”

“How the fuck did you know all that? I could understand the situation between you and me, but what about Nance?”

“Oh, Robin!” Eddie calls out.

You’re breath hitches, noticing Robin coming out the kitchen.

“Robin, how could you?” You cried.

“Because I wanted to be sorority president. And you messed with Steve’s boyfriend, that means you mess with me, too. Also, I just don’t like you. You��re a fake little witch who pretends you’re oh so very sweet. I know the real you, though. We all do.” Robin says.

“Where’s Vickie? You kill her, too?” You sneer.

“Nope. I put her to sleep in my room. She’ll wake up just fine in the morning and it’ll all feel like a dream. She’ll never suspect me for a thing.”

“Was it worth killing all our friends?”

“My friends, Steve and Eddie, they’re right here. I have no blood on my hands. They just simply took out the trash and I let ‘em. In exchange, my girlfriend’s spared. That’s all I care for.”

“You’re all fucking sick.” You spat.

“Yeah, but, so are you.” Eddie says.

“I’m not like you. I’m not like any of you!”

The door slams open. It’s Steve only he’s sporting the mask again.

“You hurt me real bad, baby. I’ll have to punish you.” Steve teases.

You immediately run upstairs, hearing their laughter bouncing off the walls. You ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind you and hid in the bathtub.

“I don’t care what you guys do to her. Keep it down. Don’t want Vickie waking up.” Robin says.

“You got it.” Steve says.

“Here, Kitty, Kitty.” Eddie taunts.

You can hear him and Steve laughing away, searching for you. Slow, heavy footsteps approach your door. You cover a hand over your mouth to keep yourself from screaming. The doorknob jiggles.

“Door’s locked. Looks like she’s in here,” Eddie says. “Wanna do the honors, big boy?”

“Uh-huh.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It’s the sound of the axe eating through the door. You began sobbing loud into your hands, knowing they’ll be in here soon. There had to be someway out. You look up at the bathroom window. You were at the top floor but you had no choice but to try.

Just as you squeezed half your frame through the window, the door busts open. The shower curtain’s yanked to the side. You cried and it only made them laugh harder.

Eddie wraps an arm around you, pulling you back inside. You struggled against his hold, scratching hard at his arms around your waist. “Let me go! Please!”

He carries you to your bed, using your extension cord to tie your arms up over your head.

“Let me go!” You cried.

“Why should I?!” Eddie screams, eyes wild. “You never once apologized for your lies! And I think I know why. I think…you don’t feel sorry at all. You liked making me feel like shit.”

Steve picks up a stuffed animal, pretending as if it were speaking to you. “You like hurting people. So do we.”

“That’s why no matter how many times you say that you aren’t like us, you know deep down…” Eddie grabs your face, puckering your lips. “You’re a cold-hearted bitch.”

You yank your face away from him. “If you’re going to kill me, just do it. I don’t give a shit anymore. Robin’s probably going to ruin my life if I live anyway.”

Steve pulls off the mask, looking at you with shock. “You’re friends are all dead and you’re still worried about your reputation. You’re a fucking twisted individual. I like twisted.”

Steve’s hands trail up your thigh.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You growled.

“Ya see, Y/n, we have no plans to kill you. At least, not yet. We’re going to fucking ruin you. I’ve been meaning to have taste of that sweet cherry.” Eddie says, licking his lips.

Steve glides the knife against your tummy. “I should cut you for what you did to me. But you just look so prettily wrapped for us,” He tears at the cheer crop top along with your bra. Your breasts hitting against the cool air. “Can I ruin her now?”

“No, Stevie. Gotta take our time. What’s the chance we’ll ever come across a virgin whore? You take her mouth. I’ll get that tight pussy ready.”

“Stay the fuck away from me!” You projectile spit onto Steve’s eye.

He laughs, wiping it away with a gloved hand. “She’s fiesty.”

“Yeah, but I could do without her talking. Unless she’s gagging, I want nothing outta her.” Eddie comments.

“I can do something about that.” Steve removes the cloak, before unzipping his jeans enough so that he can pull out his hard cock.

Your eyes widened at the sheer size of him. He was enormous. Perfectly trimmed pubes that framed around the veiny length.

“Nice, huh?” Eddie says, noticing you gawking at it. “Stevie, she’s practically drooling for it. Give the girl what she wants.”

Without warning, Steve slams himself down your throat, gripping your hair to force you up and down. Meanwhile, Eddie hikes up your skirt and pushes your white cotton panties to the side. He teases your clit. You moan around Steve’s cock.

“Damn, that’s good. Her mouth’s fucking amazing.” Steve groans.

“She’s had lots of practice,” Eddie says, circling a finger around your entrance. “Let’s see if we can train her to take our cocks righhht…here.”

He plunges a finger into your hot pussy, knuckle deep, the cool silver ring around it hitting against your clit over and over.

“She’s wet as fuck. You hear that, big boy?” The sound of your juices squelching and your gagging filling the room.

“It’s music to my ears.” Steve says, pinching and rolling your nipples expertly between his fingers, while thrusting into your mouth.

You found it hard to speak with a mouthful of him but he’d managed to understand that you were trying to say something.

He pulls of your mouth, a thick line of spit connecting you. “I made a vow of celibacy to my Holistic instructor, you assholes. If you fuck me, you’ll be ruining my innocence.”

“That’s the whole fucking point, hippie slut.” He says, adding another finger into you and you arched, crying out. You involuntarily grind your hips.

“Oh. She likes that. There you go. Ride daddy’s fingers,” He groans, palming himself through his jeans. “Fuck. I can’t wait no more. I’m ready to split her apart. You wanna be the first to pop that cherry? I know you’ve been waiting all night, Stevie.”

“You deserve it, Eds. She was your choice after all.” Steve says.

Eddie nods, smiling at his lover before looking down at you. He flips you onto your stomach, his hand colliding with your ass; watching the way your ass rippled.

“Wanted to fuck you from behind the moment you bent over that table?” Pulling your underwear down your legs, he decide to keep the skirt on you; finding it so hot.

Your tied hands are between your legs now, face pressed against the mattress, ass up. Eddie runs himself through your puffy, wet folds coating himself in enough of your juices. Then, he bullies his way through you. Just as he promised, he splits you open on his cock.

You cried out, biting the sheets. He’s pounding into you over and over, marveling at the way your tight little cunt swallows his massive size.

“Look on the bright side, Y/n,” Eddie says between pants, spanking your ass. “At least, you won’t be considered a liar anymore. Fuck back against me. Take this dick.”

You obey, rock back against him. He stills himself letting you do the work for now. Eddie tastes your creaminess on his fingers. He closes his eyes to savor it while you continued to bounce onto his cock. He understood Steve was probably feeling left out as of now.

“She tastes amazing.” Eddie collects your essence coating his length, shoving a finger into Steve’s mouth for him to taste.

You shouldn’t be so turned on by all of this but watching Steve’s tongue work around Eddie’s finger made you clench around him. You also found yourself, rubbing at your clit which was conveniently exposed over your tied hands.

“She’s touching herself, Eds.” Steve chortles.

“So greedy for your own release, pet.” Eddie says, caressing your back.

“Shit. Yes. Oh , fuck. I’m close.” You pant and whine.

“I’ll make you cum, kitty. The hardest you couldn’t ever imagine.” He pummels into you, pulling on your skirt like they’re your reigns, steering you into your first orgasm.

You were getting louder and louder, wailing like you were in distress. This only egged him on further.

“Oh fuck, daddy please.” You sobbed.

“I was wrong. I think I like hearing you talk.” His nails dig into the soft globes of your ass. You rub frantically at your bud as your first orgasm washes over you.

“Oh, god! I’m cumming!”

“I feel it, pet. You’re soaking my cock.” He laughs.

“Holy shit, it’s so intense. So good.” Your eyes roll back, trembling like you were possessed.

“Told you,” He pulls out. He hadn’t cum so you were questioned why he’d ended it. “She’s all yours, big boy.”

Oh, god! You weren’t catching a break with these boys.

“I wanna look at her face when she cums.” Steve flips you onto you back again.

“Untie me please.” You pleaded.

“Will you be a good girl?” Steve asks.

“Yes, so good.” You whimpered.

Steve looks up at Eddie. Eddie nods his approval. It was all Steve needed to release you from your restraints. He spreads your legs, your knees pressed against the mattress. He slips into you with ease, stretching you out as well.

“Busy those hands, pet.” Eddie growls.

You do. One hand stroking Eddie’s cock, the other pinching your hardened nipple. You draw him into your mouth and he immediately cups your head, forcing you to swallow him down your throat.

Steve grabs Eddie by the neck, forcing their lips in a passionate kiss as he continued to wreak through your walls.

The room was filled with your moans and you felt like such a shitty person knowing that these men were both responsible for the deaths of your friends and also for giving you the hardest orgasms, you’d ever experienced.

You were experiencing orgasms back to back with each nudge of his tip against your spongy button.

Tears sprang from your eyes at the intensity, toes curling in the process. You were going to come for a final time but this time they’d come along, too.

“Pussy’s so tight. Glad you saved yourself for us.” Steve groans.

You pull your mouth off Eddie’s throbbing length. “I’m close, Daddies. I wanna cum with you.”

“Then, keep sucking, whore,” Eddie shoves himself back in your throat, drool running down your chin as you do your best to swallow around him. You jerk him with a frenzied need to taste his cum on your tongue.“That’s it swallow me down.”

Steve flicks his thumb, rapidly over your sensitive nub. He’s hardly pulling out of you now, forcing you to feel his cock nudges up further and further into you.

“Ah, shit. I’m gonna come in you, baby. Make you a mommy to our babies.” Steve whispers, looking down at you like you were his prey.

“Oh god, yessss.”

You beat him to an orgasm, soaking him in your creamy arousal. His lips are on Eddie’s once again, their tongues fighting for dominance until he lets out a moan, painting your walls. Eddie shoots into your mouth right after, forcing you to swallow it down fast so you can breathe.

Steve presses a kiss to your lips and it’s the first time you’ve been kissed all night. He pulls away and Eddie follows after, kissing you with more of an aggression to Steve’s tenderness. After a few more languid thrusts, Steve pulls out of you plopping on one side of you; Eddie on the other side.

You were all panting. You stared between the boys, confused on what they wished to do with you.

“So does this mean I’m free?” You ask.

“Fuck, no. You’re ours. We own you forever now.” Eddie says.

“Plus, you’re an accessory to murder.” Steve adds.

“I didn’t kill anyone.” You say.

“But you’re a part of us now. Anything that happens to us, you’ll go down, too.” Eddie threatens.

“Fine. Then, if I’m a part of this thing. I have my own target I want taken care of.”

“Robin’s off limits, pet.” Steve says, shooting you a daring look.

“Not Robin. That Chem teacher that made me suck his cock when he could’ve just given me good grades.”

“Ooh, always wanted to work my way up to teachers.” Steve says, a manic smile on his face.

Eddie looks at you, almost proud. “You’re already getting the swing of things.”

You yawned, curling up between in them. “Anything for my daddies.”

“We’re not done with you yet, kitty.” Eddie says, tugging you by your hair, pulling you head back against his chest.

Steve kisses and bites your exposed neck. “We’re only getting started. We haven’t even punished you yet.”

You’re in for a long, long night.

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