#eddie munsons fanfic

[ratskcoreddie]

finish what you started

(bully!eddie x fem!reader)

introduction: eddie had always been so mean to you growing up and had been getting progressivly worse with the coming years. now a senior you celebrated your last homecoming at a party you unwilling attended. you just hoped you wouldn't run into the man you dreaded most. [WC: 10k] this started as a request but developed into this monster. it wasn't really proof read and is all over the place but i really love it. check out the request @honeybelle99 sent here!

tropes: enemies to lovers. porn with plot. oblivious to love.

warnings & tags: 18+, bully!eddie, fem!reader, slight angst, self doubt, strong language, suggestive language, swearing, drinking, teasing, smoking, sexual tension, dominance, eddie is mean in a teasing way, nicknames, eddie being a simp, confessions, intoxicated sex, unprotected sex, this isn't proof read.

parings: bully!eddie x fem!reader.

you shouldn’t be here. you didn’t like parties in the first place. it was your boyfriend that had convinced you that you deserved a night out after a successful homecoming at hawkins high. it had been a long busy week for all the students and apparently now it was time to “let loose”. there were parties being hosted everywhere throughout the small town but the real rager was being thrown at steve harrington’s. anyone who knew someone, who knew steve, got in. it was why you had an invite. 

you yourself didn’t know steve much, but you had been a victim of his long time best friend, eddie munson. that awful man doubled as your sworn enemy. 

class of ‘86 had grown up together from pre-k to senior year. eddie had always been a year ahead of you until recently when he was held back. you dreaded that he had been pulled from graduating. the first three years of your high school career the asshole would pick on you. you thought you would’ve been free by now but you had underestimated his laziness and his determination to make every day for you living hell. you hated eddie munson. you hated how he treated you and his peers, how loud he was, how confident, you despised him. you couldn’t believe you still had an entire semester to go. and in the spring? you would be required to walk the same gradation stage as him. 

his sadistic personality towards you was awful. each of his actions had become a blur but you loathed the recurring events the most. between classes he would slam your locker shut in your face just to hear you let out a pathetic whine at him. he’d pick on you at lunch time by pulling you to the side and saying the most vulgar things in your ear. after a few sentences you would lose your appetite and he’d steal your lunch. always casually walking away with a statement of “love that i can count on you, babe”. in shared classes he would steal your answers or convince you to let him borrow your notes (only because he needed to copy them for a test).

besides the thought of his looming presence, the party was grand. there were jocks running up and down the stairs with paint on their bare chest, girls were on the kitchen counter letting strangers do body shots off of them, trashy red solo cups littered the halls, and you heard someone announce that ‘king steve’ was about to take on an entire keg by himself. grand it was, the environment was still to busy for you. further deducting you to someone who absolutely did not like parties. to make things worse the taste of liquor on your tongue wasn’t muffling the impact of the overstimulation one bit. 

you took another shot before you moved to the back door of steve’s home. you made an exit hoping to catch some fresh november air. regain your composure before going back inside to bum a ride off of anyone. your boyfriend had been missing in action for over an hour. pulling open the door gave you a sense of relief, as you pushed it shut the sounds of the crowd muffled. you took a step out onto the grass. it helped that this new environment was quiet, better yet, it lessened the chances of bumping into eddie. 

so you thought.

you should’ve known you would’ve found him there. eddie wasn’t a fan of parties either due to his social class. he was sitting under a tree across the yard with a freshly lit joint in his mouth. you watched him from a few feet away. his sudden presence had made you wish to turn and run from him. he lifted his head slightly at you and gave you a sick grin. you could only stare. it was just the two of you in the dark yard. how reserved you both were from the rest of the student body made chills run up your spine. rumors weren’t sparse when it came to the devilish boy and he was always such an asshole to you at school. because of his behavior, a feeling of dread always sat at the bottom of your stomach. you couldn’t help but wonder if what you overheard was true. you had to face that reality being alone with him. part of you grew excited at the thought of being able to lash out at him now that he didn’t have his friends or a crowd of onlookers to perform for. the idea of giving him a taste of his own medicine pumping adrenaline through your body. 

he grinned like a cheshire cat. his eyes sparkled at you under the moonlight. eddie continued playing with the joint between his teeth, rolling it with his tongue every once in a while. “what are you doin’ out here, sweetheart?” he laughed at you. “get lost looking for someone..?” he paused, “or were you looking for some trouble”. the lighter he must’ve used to light his smoke was dancing between his fingers. light from the moon was reflecting off of the silver as it sparkled. the object looked so small in his big hands.

you were quiet on your feet as you walked closer. you watched as the once seated tall dark figure moved to stand. he was just a shadow when you spotted him from the backdoor but as he moved the light of the house illuminated him. it wasn’t on purpose that you found him, it was more like fate. your curiosity urged you to find out what he was doing at the far end of the backyard. your mind raced as you began to think of what to say to him while you both slowly inched closer. before you even had time to think he was in front of you. he crossed his arms and snapped his lighter shut. you jumped. the action made him chuckle at you. the sound was low and from the depths of his chest. he puffed out his chest. 

you puffed your chest back and glared at his nonverbal teasing. you thought you had caught a glimpse of nervousness on his face at your actions but that couldn’t be true. the two of you stared at each other for a bit. you couldn’t tell because of his hard exterior but eddie’s heart began to race. he had been drinking throughout the night too and being intoxicated always made his brain a little hazy. “hi, eddie”, you barked at him. 

he liked the way you said his name in that tone. it was why he always pried and picked on you. you noticed his suggestive glance as he looked you up and down. a predatorial glint was swimming in his eyes. he wouldn’t ever admit it but he was hoping he would see you tonight, and god he was so glad the stars aligned. you were wearing a cute outfit. a swallowing brown patterned sweater on your frame, and hip hugging blue wide cut jeans. a jacket that was lined with fleece to keep you warm sat rested on your shoulders while your big boots tied the look together. eddie never understood what came over him when you were around but it was almost like you boosted his testosterone levels. the need to have dominance over you was astounding. he felt overly confident.

his adrenaline mixing with the alcohol in his body was dangerous. 

“hi, pretty girl..” eddie bent slightly down to your eye level with his words. as he moved he puffed smoke out of the corner of his lip at you. you swatted it out of your face and coughed away from his direction to shield your embarrassment. after you had regained your posture you looked up to find the man leaning over your frame and laughing.

“hey!” you jabbed him in the chest with your finger to warn him to back up. he didn’t move an inch. “you’re such an ass, eddie. i wasn’t going to run away from you and give you the satisfaction this time. i wanted to be nice”. he giggled, “oh, baby i'm so so sooo sorry i’ve ruined your plans of being nice to me” he teased. “you wanna start over, doll? we can try again. promise ill be good for ya this time”. he smiled stupidly while standing up straight and waiting for your next greeting. his irises were dark and shielded by his eyelashes as he stared.

“i.. what are you doing out here?” you questioned him instead of offering a greeting like he thought you would. “oh, now you’re interrogating me? can i remind you that you were the one that walked out here and to me? i didn’t even have to whistle you over here”. he said the last statement as if you were some pet to him. “no, i'm not interrogating you, eddie. unless there’s something you shouldn’t be doing out h-...”, your words slowly died on your tongue as he raised an eyebrow and pulled the lit joint away from his damp lips. he laughed at your speechlessness, your body tensed. 

“mhm”, he let the lit smoke fall to his side as his fingers pinched it tight. “wanna know a secret?” you slightly nodded. “i think you wandered out here to me because you’re nosey… you wanna know what the town's misfit gets up to when he’s not picking on his favorite girl, baby?” he gave you a wolfish smirk. you sent him a death stare at his gross pet names. “oh, don’t look at me like that, you know i love when you’re all pouty for me..” eddie lifted his hand to take his third or fourth drag of the night. 

“god, you’re so gross. i'm so glad i won't have to hear your stupid insults when you leave next semester..” you tone was a whisper though you meant it. eddie acted overly insulted. “oww, words hurt, you know? it’s really rude to say something like that to someone that’s been such a constant in your life”, he smiled. you pushed a flat palm into his chest with as much force as you could muster. “oh so it’s fine for you to call me names?? but as soon as i do it your act crumbles?” you knew he was being sarcastic with his comment but it set you off, you continued, “i hear it almost everyday, ‘baby’, ‘sweetheart’, ‘doll’, and what about your favorites huh? ‘whore’, ‘slut’. what about those words, eddie?” each vowel you said was a blow to his chest. he stepped back from you but not before he grabbed your wrist to stop your assaults. he pulled you into a close proximity with his burning grip. 

eddie had subtly and secretly pulled his hand holding his joint away from you, careful not to inflict a burn on your delicate skin. he would hate himself if he caused an accident like that but he didn't let his tenderness for you shine through his knives of assertion. “hey! you watch it!”, eddie growled at you. his tone almost shut your body down. you could tell he was mad now. “i only call you a whore because you deserve it. always fucking sucking face with your piece of shit boyfriend. i think you need the judgment. maybe if i keep it up i’ll see it less and less, hmm?” you cowered under his gaze and trembled in his grip. “oh i know why you came to find me now, you wanted to get me alone so you could take it all out on me didn’t you? wanted to give me a taste of my own medicine”. eddie read your mind. his grip loosened on you but you didn’t dare move. “whatever … an- and.. he can’t fucking kiss you anyways, such a slob with you”. he mumbles.

eddie didn’t elaborate his statement but he let it linger. it hung in the air over the both of you as he glanced at your lips. you caught him but he didn’t care, he studied them. they were damp with your hot breaths in the cold, almost winter air. he was breathing in what you were exhaling. he could smell your pretty perfume and shampoo. you felt your heart begin to race and your cheeks heated up the space between your bodies. he couldn’t shy away from his own doing the same. you wiggled against him to shift your body weight onto your other foot. he didn’t like your struggle. you felt him move his own feet with yours, eddie’s big boots boxing you in even more. you felt his hard metal belt buckle dig into the side of your hip. his cuff of his leather jacket was cold on the exposed skin of your wrist he continued to hold.

eddie smiled childishly at you. the new expression was something you hadn’t seen from him before. you moved your chin down to avoid his stare but as you pulled away, he just as easily let your wrist go and instead gripped your chin. with his thumb and pointer finger he held you. you fought to keep your eyes away from him to the best of your ability. eddie huffed, he pinched your face harder. “look at me”, as soon as you did you wished you hadn’t. his look was determined and sultry. his bangs framed his face messily. you had never been this close and his features were easy to get lost in. he was pretty, which was such a huge inconvenience for you to realize now that you were alone, it was dark, and he was this close. “don’t go shy on me after having that burst of attitude. c’mon you wanna give it to me? then give it to me, baby”. 

your thoughts raced back to your boyfriend. you shouldn’t have been talking with eddie like this. you pulled away from him and turned your head back to the sliding glass doors of steve’s house. they looked so far away. when you looked back at eddie your eyes were wide. you noticed his tongue twirling the joint between his lips. waiting for a response from you. you dared to indulge. his gaze fell to your lips again. his cheeks burned red when he felt your stomach slightly bumping into his own. you stole a look at his lips like he had moments ago. you watched him nervously wet his lips. your cheeks blushed even deeper. eddie smirked at you and tested the waters of your new expression. he stuck out his tongue further and licked his sharpest canine tooth. you were mesmerized.

your stomach flipped. you wondered what he was thinking. “what do you know about kissing?” you blurted out without thinking. eddie coo’d at you “i know far more than your stupid boyfriend, i guarantee it.” eddie said with confidence. he crossed his hands over his chest, now that space was granted between you. you mirrored his actions and your forearms grazed his. you shrugged his suggestive gesture off. you were certain he was just bluffing. his rough exterior surely scared any girls he tried to smooth talk away, as he had tried many times with you. 

but now you weren’t scared, now you were looking to pick a fight. you decided to ignore his comment about his kissing skills to avoid yourself from growing more hot. this conversation could easily take a more suggestive turn if you urged him on, and you weren’t going to let him win the stand off. you wracked your brain for ways to shut him down before speaking again. your next sentence tried to change the subject, but it definitely fell short.

“you’re right. he’s a shit kisser, but that’s none of your business and you don’t have to be mean about it.” the drinks you had doubled as truth serum. he whined pathetically at you, “wasn’t trying to be mean. if anything you’re being mean to me for a change.” you frowned, “seriously?”. “yeah, you told me i'm ‘such an ass’ and then started hitting me.. don’t think i deserved that. you’re so cold hearted, you know?” he giggled.

the playful banter you shared made you both smile. the absurdity of your dynamic was so dramatic. the buzz was hitting your system hard and he was right there with you. you watched eddie as he bent down at the waist to grab his almost empty beer off of the ground. he must’ve been babysitting that while outside by himself. when he raised back up he tilted his head back and drank the rest of the can. you watched his adam’s apple bob up and down while he chugged the golden liquid. a bit fell from the corner of his lips and down his throat. you watched as it dripped down to his shirt collar. when you reached the edge of the garment you noticed a tear. under the rip was his sharp collar bones. his pale skin contrasted against the darkness. you noticed a dark inky black line through the split of the aged t-shirt. it peeked at you. when he was done eddie dropped the can. 

when he connected your eyes to his quicker than you could register, eddie noticed you watching him intently. the fresh liquor in his system gave him another boost of confidence. he stepped to you. the distance between you two closed just mere inches between your bodies in a now comfortable silence. his frame was large, his body casted a shadow that consumed you. you had always thought there wasn’t much of a height difference between you two, but now you weren’t as sure. no matter the inches and centimeters you tried to think about, the numbers didn't help to busy your brain. you knew even if there was a large difference, eddie was sure to make you feel small under him in anyway. that's how it has been your entire life.

you watched his left hand raise between your bodies and to his lips. still holding onto his darling joint. he submitted to placing it once again between his teeth. the hot cherry on the end was slowly dying because of the icy outdoors. you blushed as he caught you stealing another glance at his lips. you seemed so intrigued by him now, not angry or upset. eddie realized you weren’t just looking at his lips for no reason. the tension he craved was there. the tension he thought he would never be a witness to snap. he was always so desperate for you to see how badly he wanted your attention but it was hard for him to express his feelings and he knew it was even harder for you to catch onto his rude ass behavior translating to him flirting. he didn’t blame you for hating him after all these years, he hated himself for it.

your attentiveness caused his body to ignite. you wanted something more now, and he so desperately wanted to provide anything to you. he wished he could read your mind to know what you were thinking. his eye contact didn’t budge from yours as he slowly pulled his lighter back out of his pocket. when his fingers couldn’t quite grab a hold of it his eyes trailed away from yours and down to his jeans.

“fuck.” he grunted.

you felt frozen. the vulgar word was said in just a breathy whisper, it gave you goosebumps. not in a bad way like before, just different. he grabbed his lighter and put it between the two of you. his tone was gentler because of how close he was. making sure that you would know he wasn’t directing the term towards you and instead the inconvenience his overly tight pants were causing him.  his hot breath brushed over the sparked flame putting it out and in its path you felt it on your cheek. he clumsily tried to light it again. 

after the constant spin of the wheel and the strain of his hands, his actions snapped you out of your daze. when you realized he was trying to spark a flame. you let out a sweet giggle. eddie looked at you before watching you take the lighter away from him. he gave you a glare while you continued to laugh at him softly. it was directed at him but he didn’t feel spiteful like he usually did when people laughed at him. eddie craved to have you laugh at him, craved to be the sole reason he heard that sound fall from your lips. 

he was so soaked up in each of your expression  as you moved in front of him with his lighter in your hands. eddie left out a small grunt when his fingers lightly brushed against yours. he wouldn’t have caught it himself if you hadn’t pointed it out, “stop whining, let me help you”. he willingly let you take it into your hands. he was quite possessive over his belongings so him letting you just snag his lighter was a very big deal to him. the contact of your hands made shivers go down his spine. 

his hands were warm compared to yours. the only contrast was his cold rings. in one motion your small thumb sparked the flame of the lighter. he looked back up and your eyes met once again. eddie motioned his hand to take it away from you as he nodded appreciatively, but gave you a confused look when you wouldn’t give it back. you swatted his hands away. you held the lighter in your right hand. the flame burned. you moved your vacant left hand onto his lips slowly. your palm touched the bottom of his chin while your cold fingers pinched the joint out of his mouth. your fingers lingered on his lips longer than they should have.

in an instant eddie’s confidence shattered. he let your motions continue as he was stuck watching you. his cheeks burned a brighter red then the flame. you gave him a smirk as you placed his joint between your lips. successfully stealing it from him. you tasted eddie, the damp end was sweet but there was a touch of beer that laced the end of it. your hands cupped the flame while relighting the smoke for him.

you snapped the zippo shut. his jaw dropped. 

eddie watched you spark a bright red cherry between your lips with your lungs. you inhaled the smoke easily, and pulled it away from your lips. eddie turned away from you to avoid your eyes, he was flustered. his jeans tightened around his groin. he tried to not think about your soft, plush, lips that stole his joint. he felt you pull his chin back to face you with your index and thumb, just like he had previously. your hand on his face startled him, your touch was cold. he almost let a sigh leave his chest, but he held it back. you moved in just a bit closer before a big cloud of smoke left your throat and puffed into eddie’s face. the boy began coughing while you laughed. when the cloud cleared you noticed eddie hadn’t really moved away from where he stood. he liked how close he was. you pulled the joint away from your mouth while looking into his eyes. you spoke in a sultry whisper, eddie barely heard you.

“you know, you really shouldn’t be smoking these. kills your brain cells.” you said softly. “oh, yeah? and what do you know about smoking?” he teased. “far more than you’d imagine, munson. I guarantee it.” you mocked his earlier jab at you about your boyfriend.

your comment reminded eddie of the conversation you previously shared. he gulped, lost in thought while he watched your hand raise back up to your face. you inhaled deeply, the musky taste of the plant covered your tastebuds. when you exhaled you turned your face away from him. eddie was in a daze. his eyes trailed up and down your features. you turned your face back to his, luckily you didn’t catch him that time, he would’ve died of embarrassment. your faces were a little more than inches apart. 

he wished he could have the strength to get closer. to really close the distance. this wasn’t like him. he never dared to come onto you intimately, scared of rejection, and he definitely never expected you to have the courage to stay so near. after he had been tearing you down for years it was surprising. he always knew you were strong willed but this was another level. he didn’t know if you wanted to get to know this eddie munson. the eddie he hid from everyone, the eddie that he acted like a hardhead because he had to. now he couldn’t be mean as he melted at your soft gaze. the poor boy had imagined what he would do if he ever ended up in a position like this with you. on several occasions it was after a long week of classes, in his own bed with his hand between his sweaty thighs. 

his blissful stare gave you the confidence to speak again. you had no clue what came over you but you decided to be alluding. it could’ve been the mood that you two found yourselves wrapped up in. or the unspoken tension. you knew this was bad. your boyfriend that hated eddie more than you was only ten or so feet away, partying in the house behind you. you weren’t the only victim to his constant bullying and degrading speech. and in the stance you were both in if anyone caught you it could be horrific. 

you threw your cares to the wind and continued.

“i like smoking. keeps my mouth busy.” you whispered looking at his lips and taking a puff. eddie paused. all of the blood in his body rushed south. you watched him try to gather himself. his stomach was in knots at your words. he almost short circuited when he realized you were being even more suggestive than before. you were blatantly flirting with him. a growl left his throat. his head lolled to the side. his neck was exposed again. 

your eyes traced his neck with curiosity. you wondered if he was sensitive there. what it would be like to lick your tongue up and down the veins bulging out. he looked down at his hands to avoid your glance. you eyes followed. you watched him clench his fist till his knuckles went white. his sparkly rings glistened under the light the moon supplied. he quickly shoved his hands in his pockets. fighting the urge to reach out and grab you. that's when you saw how his already bulge hugging jeans were swollen. you averted your gaze embarrassingly. you didn’t know he was this easy to get worked up. when you looked back up at him. his shoulders trembled and he let out a deep breath. the whites of his eyes glowing as he closes off more distance between you and him. his voice was drawn out in a low mumble, almost strained. his whispered in the vicinity of your ear. chills rushed down your spine as his grunts made your tummy turn.

“you’re fucking killing me, sweetheart”, he almost moaned. “i bet i could keep your pretty mouth busy all night. even better than your boyfriend”. eddie coo’d. “...you think I'm supposed to believe you know a lot about girls and their mouths, munson?” you mumbled around the smoke. “i’d love it if you’d let me show you…” he paused for a brief moment.

eddie moved his right hand and opened his palm to touch you. his fingers wrapped around to your jawline. his hand was massive when it fully surrounded your face. his touch was slow and deliberate. his rings were cold, the metal almost stung your face. his fingers danced across your features with purpose. eddie’s thumb touched the bottom of your face. your movements followed his direction. his index finger met your top lip and his middle tugged on the corner of your mouth. your lips stayed closed anticipating his next move before you realized he was pinching the smoke out of your mouth just like you had done to him moments ago. you were stunned. 

eddie was tugging at the joint with his delicate fingers. he giggled at how easy you were, but before letting go of the joint with your lips you stared up at him with your eyes. he watched you intently. your cheeks went hollow as you sucked on it and inhaled one more hit. eddie had never been so jealous of a joint in his life. you watched eddie’s eyes slowly roll into the back of his head at your actions before he closed them. he shamelessly moaned. your chest tightened at the noise. the cherry of the joint burned a bright red as he released it from you. 

eddie rushed to inhale the remnants of your taste with his own hit. you both had reached the last of it. he turned his head away kindly to exhale the smoke but his eyes stayed fixed on you and your lips. his fingers flicked the ash of the smoke onto the ground and stopped it out. your eyes sparkled at him. you hummed a soft note innocently before he reached his hand back up to your face. his grip was stronger this time, like how it had been when he was mad at you. eddie moved his fingers from your cheek to the bottom of your lip rudely. his thumb pulled at your bottom lip. you drooled onto his fingers as he blew smoke into your throat. 

he exhaled, you inhaled. 

it tasted like eddie. he felt your spit on his fingertips before he released you. your bottom lip wetly snapped back in place as he dragged his thumb downwards. his eyes stayed fixed on your plump slobbery lips as his irises burned with the smoke rising. he could think of thousands of things he wanted to do to you and your pretty face. his fingers remained on your chin. holding your face towards him.

“oh, you're gonna get me in a lot of trouble. i just know it.” he purred. “why’s that?” you questioned.“...don’t tell me you forgot about your boyfriend already, baby?” he paused.

you heart stopped. the way he called you baby now made your thighs clench together. he smirked as your cheeks glowed red. the strain you two had been sharing always calmed eddie down. it seemed to have the opposite effect on you. all your senses were heightened as it buzzed in your body. your mind was on overdrive. you wanted eddie bad. but as quick as you realized you needed him his hand left your chin. the touch lingered. it was electric. you lost yourself in the moment. your eye’s closed before you let out another soft hum and giggle. the strain turning all your nervousness into making you loopy. eddie raised his eyebrow at you, questioning your motives. you realized you hadn’t answered him. 

“y– yeah. you’re uhm…”, a pause, “right. i should get back to him. don’t want him finding out about this.” you whimpered. “uh-huh, that's right, baby”. eddie laughed at you.

your body stayed still. he brushed some of your hair out of your face to get one last look at you. the quick movement brought you back down to earth. he stared, no, began glaring into your eyes as you looked at him with a fucked out expression. he was leering at the sight of you. his gaze was filthy. you gasped as he experimentally traced his fingers on your skin. his touch started at your lips where he had played before, but he didn’t stop there. he moved his big heavy hand down to your jawline, and then your neck, and onto the collar of your sweater. his touch barely danced on your skin. he listened as you whimpered when he moved one finger down the center of your chest and then it was snuggled onto your hip. 

his grip was needy and harsh. it resembled how your lousy boyfriend would paw at your hips when he wanted something from you. the difference was your body willingly moved with eddie’s grip. you were basically throwing yourself at him. his hand moved under your sweater. his touch was cold on your warm sides. half of his hand stayed fixed on your skin, the other on the waistband of your cute jeans. he didn’t want to seem too eager, but his grip was tight and aggressive. he pulled you into his chest by your waist and your arm gripped onto his big shoulder that was guarded by his leather jacket. his head was almost buried in your neck at the soft sudden embrace he whispered in your ear.

“you should really get back to him. i think it would be better for both of us if i left. what do you think?” he whispered. you couldn’t think. the only thing that was on your mind was eddie and how he was holding you. he infiltrated your thoughts. you arm tightened around his frame. physically begging him to keep you here. he listened to you whimper into his chest at his question. you felt his jeans tighten on your thigh. he whispered into your ear again, 

“fuckkk, sweetheart… you making those pretty sounds for me? barely even touched you”, he teased. things were moving too fast. you slowly broke away from his grasp to ground yourself. he looked down at you with consolidating eyes. if this continued on you wouldn’t know what could come of it. you both weren’t very sober either. your cheeks were almost purple as you looked up at him with a hazy stare. he smiled. you just nodded. scared of what you might say next. 

he figured you pulling away was his cue to leave, so he started to walk back towards the house. the foot of distance that was put between you two helped cut the tension. you couldn’t tell but under his skin he was a mess. eddie was secretly glad that he had a few too many drinks and a joint. he wouldn’t have been able to face you like that otherwise. he heard you let out a small sigh with your exhale. your hand that was holding him fell to your side. 

truthfully he tried walking away. but he felt your eyes watching his back and the idea of moving forward without acting on his fantasies was enough for him to suddenly still. your eyes followed his movements as he turned around. the next actions were fast. his big arm moved past your head and grabbed the back of it. with you in his control it allowed his other hand to wrap around your throat and constrict. the feeling of the tingles caused by the weed mixed with the overstimulation from his touch made you delusional. he listened to you whimpering in fear as he imposed on your personal space again. he let out a devilish chuckle. he opened his mouth slowly to say his next words. they came quickly but you spoke before he could.

“you’re s–” he was cut off. “do you want to kiss me?” you choked out.

eddie paused, the soft question seemed so innocent. he knew that if he did kiss you he wouldn’t be able to stop himself soon after. it would be long and messy. he also couldn’t promise that he could fight off the urge to do more to you. he put some reasoning into his own head. it was totally irresponsible to kiss you right now. you both were standing in a vast open yard, intoxicated, and not in the best headspace. it was the drugs and liquor talking, not you, no way you wanted this. he had to shamefully admit, if he was gonna kiss you and make it count now would be the best moment. 

he felt his cock stiffen as he watched you purse your lips. his mind wandered to how you would feel wrapped around him like that with a pretty pout and puff kissed lips. he wanted to know what you would do if he pushed you up against his body and embraced you fully. he wanted to sloppily lick up and down your neck and hear the noises he could spawn from your throat. his eyes consumed your mouth as he processed what his next move would be. he had thought about this moment just hours before steve’s party. your eyes looked so sparkly as a blush crawled up your neck and onto your cheek bones as you waited for his answer. you wet your lips with your tongue. knots were in his stomach. 

he grunted, “shit.. it doesn’t matter how bad i wanna kiss you”, he paused, “and it doesn’t matter that i think you're the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen. this wouldn’t work. i’ve been such a dick to you. you deserve better than someone like me”. you thought that was funny coming from him considering how much eddie hated your boyfriend.

his eyes continued watching the mouth he desperately wanted to kiss before you started to speak. “tha-..”, he glared at you before raising his index finger onto your lips. he applied a little pressure. he watched as they pushed out and around his finger. he smirked while shushing you. he thought back to how you looked with your cheeks hollowed out sucking on his joint again. his soft hands felt so good on your face. you weren’t going to fight him on this, you never wanted this moment to end. 

before you could stop yourself your lips opened slightly, inviting him in to play with your tongue. he groaned as he felt you kitten lick his finger gently. he didn’t pull away. his dick was sore with how much you two had been teasing each other back and forth. he fought every urge to shove his index down your throat to really feel it. he continued talking to you. his tone was mean and messy, laced with dominance. you loved this eddie, you didn’t care that he was mean. 

“.. shhh… you really do love keeping that mouth busy don't you…”, he teased, “i was right about you being a little whore..  hmm?” eddie raised his eyebrow at you. pulling his wet finger back onto your lips. he played with your top and bottom lip slowly before he adjusted his hand. his thumb was pushing at your bottom lip, testing if you were gonna welcome the other digit into your mouth. you stuck your tongue out fully at him. he placed the pad of his finger onto the wet warm muscle and you took it into your mouth. you looked at him with eyes that put him in a trance. you were successfully distracting him from pulling away from you. he tasted like all the things you loved about a man, but it was uniquely eddie. warm, salty, and a hint of beer he must’ve spilled on his hand earlier. sucking on him slowly he moaned. 

“oh. fuck. me.” whining between words. he watched you for a second before trying to speak again. “do you… do you really want this as bad as i do?” his face was so close. you watched his chest rise and fall as his breath invaded your space. you smelled the musky combination of liquor and smoke on his tongue. he looked longingly into your eyes waiting for you to say something. you continued to play with him. you must have stood in silence for far too long because eddie spoke for you. his tone was heavy. you watched his lips move with his words. while his fingers toyed with yours.

“baby?’ he asked. you just nodded and sucked harder.

he giggled while rotating his soaked thumb on your tongue. “hmm, what’s the matter, that sweet mouth of yours doesn’t wanna be so mean anymore does she? poor thing. how devastating, i love hearing your pretty noises.. and whines… and pouts. you just need something to fill you up, don’t you?”. eddie clicked his teeth in dissatisfaction as your tongue continued to play with his salty finger. you shook your head at him like a child. telling him you didn’t wanna talk and would rather do this. you were scared of what you would say anyways. the man smirked at you before moving closer to whisper something in your ear. as he spoke softly you reminded yourself this was your sworn enemy. never did you think he could make you so hot. never did you think you would let something like this happen.

eddie was fully in control as he spoke to your empty mind. when his lips barely touched your earlobe you could hear his breath. it made your head spin. that was the closest he had been to you. you felt his hot exhale on your neck. his tone when he said his next words were laced with evil. “tell me, what is it that you want out of this? i can tell you’re touched starved.” his breath grazed your ear again, his lips fell to your jaw and he kissed you there. “mhm,” eddie groaned. “your boyfriend isn’t taking good care of you and your mouth is he?” eddie paused. “because if he was, i bet you’d have way less of an attitude with me all the time.”

this was a dangerous game you two were playing.

you moved your hands between your bodies. the tip of your finger grazed the hem of his shirt and slightly pulled it up. you felt the path of hair that guided you into his pants. eddie winced at the action. he pulled away from you slightly to give your hand room to slip into his waistline. you looked down at his jeans, realizing he was about to pop the zipper on them. you wished it was a bit brighter so you could see exactly what he was packing. there was really no need because you could feel him in your hand. he groaned into the skin of your neck and started leaving messy open mouth kisses in his wake. when you curved your hand just right he whined. “ohh… fuckk”. 

eddie grabbed your hand away from his body and instead rushed to pick you up. you yelped and giggled as he drug you back to his bestfriends house. “what.. what are you doing, eddie?” he let out a gruff laugh. “finishing what you started”. his boots stomped on the ground as the pitter patter of your own soles tried to keep up with his. when you both had arrived back inside the party was in its last stage. he rushed you through the doorway and then into the kitchen. bodies were passed out on the livingroom floor. cans were both empty and spilled all over the stairs that eddie was leading you up. there was a door that had a sock on the doorknob in the hall that led to the guest bedrooms of the large home steve and his absent family stayed in.  

he threw open a door to a room he knew wouldn’t be occupied because steve always kept a room reserved for eddie and robin when they stayed over. as he manhandled you he slammed the previously open door and pushed you against it. he looked into your eyes. “..this okay, yeah?” he huffed. his chest raised quickly anticipating your answer. “ye-..”, the reassuring words hadn’t even left you before he was swallowing them down. 

eddie forced the searing kiss onto your lips while he groaned. it was all tongue and teeth as you both fought to taste each other. he grabbed you cheeks to keep you steady while he studied each curve and imperfection of the lips he had always wished to kiss. he traced his tongue though your crevices. you were everything to him. he had secretly been starving for this very moment since he had a sample of your taste from his damp joint you bummed. your spit teasing him. 

though he was rough with you his hands were gentle. he held your face softly and pawed at your hips. it was easy for him to maneuver around you and unbutton your jeans. you were both so desperate, but eddie was pathetic. he was whining and moaning while grinding against your thigh. he pulled away with a soft bite on your bottom lip. he lifted you up by the waist and carried you from the door and further into the room till your back was met with the guest bed. he grabbed your ankles as you fell back and pulled your pants down just enough to where he could see the tiniest bit of your panties.

eddie bites his lip softly, smiling to himself. he had been wanting to get you into this position since the beginning of his toments. eddie crawls up your frame as he slowly pulls your jeans completely down. his arms wrap around and spread your thighs. your head unwillingly fell backwards. the muscles of your neck strained. you felt him leave a gentle kiss on your covered clit. it wasn’t much, but it was enough to drive you insane. he laughed with his face close to your center. his hot breath so close gave you another sensation of how crazy this was. eddie teased you with his fingers over the fabric making your thighs clench together around his head. blocking his view and slowing his moments. 

“ah.. you keep those legs open or we’re stopping… been thinking ‘bout this too long.” he hooks his strong arms around your calves. he forces you into the position easily. eddie wasn’t being dramatic. he had been dreaming about this for years and now he wasn’t gonna let you move an inch. you let him hold you. 

you hated him. you loved this. 

you cupped your hand around your mouth to try to stay quiet. as soon as you did, eddie raised over you and pulled it away harshly. he laid your palm flat and open over your head. “none of that either.. talk to me, doll. let me hear you…” he demanded with a sultry tone. “yes, eddie..” you nodded and then he kissed you. the kiss this time was softer and laced with feeling. 

“that’s a good girl… such a good girl”, he murmurs the words to himself as he makes his way back down. “your boyfriend ever do this for you baby…?” eddie possessively played with the hem of your panties while purposely teasing your lips. you answer him with a small whine. “..no..”, you lean forward to watch him. he grins at you like a devil. eddie slides his fingers under your panties, rubbing your slick around your mess. “oh god.. you.. you were this wet for me while we were out there talking weren’t you?” all you could do was nod. he slowly hooks his fingers onto the straps of your panties and pulls them off to expose you to him fully. his breath hitched, you heard it. the damp fabric moving from your hips down to your thighs and past your ankles makes you roll your eyes back and instinctively buck your hips towards him. as your panties had moved down, his lips now moved up. a kiss on your ankle, a harsh bite on your inner knee, a wet suck and pop of his lips on your inner thigh. 

“gonna make you feel so good, you’re gonna feel so good cause of me, baby. no one else, m’kay?” eddie opens your legs wide again so he can indulge himself. he grunts as he gets a good look at you. he kisses your exposed clit and sucks deeply. his eyes roll back at the taste. soft, messy sounds start to fill the room from your dripping wet pussy and his sloppy tongue. you could subtly hear the grind of his hips against the spring mattress. his tongue worked in firm circles on your sensitive nub, followed by gentle slides of his up your tummy in tender touches.

“god, you soaked through your panties, pretty girl”. you whined above him, unable to answer his statements. you watched him as he collapsed your worn garment into a bundle in his free hand, he stuffed it deeply in his back jean pocket. “gotta save that for later so i know i'm not dreaming…” eddie growled from deep in his throat. the overwhelming and confusing feelings made you reach for him. he giggled and stuffed a finger into you while continuing to lick his flat tongue up your center to savor your dripping arousal. 

the air was filled with the smell of sex and the sloppy sounds of him drinking you down. he worked you open for him. he was silent as he catered towards his own needs and fantasies, still not fully comprehending that you were wincing under him in pleasure.  when he felt your walls clench around his fingers and your pants grow even shorter, eddie began to talk you through your finish. “does that feel good, sweetheart?” his hips rutted into the mattress, hard. the prospects of getting you off was getting him harder than he had ever been before.

though eddie was so fucked out, his mean demonor didn’t stray far away. he slowed his movements just to hear you cry out for him. when you looked for an answer to why he was slowing down, he smirked at you. you watched through your lashes as he flicked his tongue just right and in a dreadfully slow curve. “taste so.. fucking.. good”, he said to himself. then he harshly slapped your clit after your hand had fallen back over your mouth to muffle your moans. “ahha!” you cried. “what did i say? answer me.. feels good, doesn’t it?”. “yes.. yes feels…ah… really good.. don’t stop. please. don’t stop.” you whimpered for him. his chest grew warm, his tummy turned. 

he whispered his words while kissing your clit “mhm… wasn’t hard was it? all i needed to hear, baby.” he continued his faux attitude while you cried for him. he was close to falling apart. he had to be dreaming. eddie moved his fingers over you in an agonizingly slow manner, while he day dreamed. as he mindlessly day dreamed of all the things he could do to you tonight he heard you cry out for him to give you more. you didn’t have to tell him twice. he picked up his pace once again. you trembled, a moan stuck in your throat threatening to rip through you. you couldn’t hold on anymore. your entire body shakes for him as your breath leaves your lungs. his name is a constant curse of how good he could make you really feel. the way you moaned for him was making his cock unbelievably hard. you can feel his devilish smile againsts you as he furthers his torture and fucks you through your first orgasm, not daring to slow down for you to catch your breath. his hips continue to chase friction from the mattress.

a massive tidal wave washes over you. the sounds of your hot cunt leaking for him and down his fingers make him leak through his pants and onto the bed with his own pre. the relief you feel brings tears to your eyes as you cum harder than you thought was possible for a person to. your dripping hole clenched around him like a vice. it continues to suck him back in, he’s not ashamed to give your greedy pussy more.

“eddie! ahhha.. eddie!” you scream out from overstimulation. your needy tone surprises him so he quickly slows down his pace. he calms you. eddie places hot kisses on the hollow spot between your hip and thigh. after he sucks your skin a deep purple eddie sits up a little. he’s letting go of your legs, and placing both of his hands on the top of your thighs. he grips the doughy skin gently to ease your tingly body. the tenderness of his actions allows you to come back down to earth. you look up at him over you. as you made eye contact eddie pulled his shirt off of his chest. his hands worked on loosening his belt buckle. he was so handsome like this. “you’re handsome..” you mumbled in a drowsy state. 

“you.. you really think so..?” he blushed a deep maroon while you hummed when he collapsed onto you. he raised slightly to help you take your own shirt off. he moved desperately. “need to feel you..” he pulls you into a searing hug. skin on skin. eddie raises your back to arch for him before he pops the back of your bra undone. you whine at how efficient he was with it. “eddie..” you whimper. he pulled the garment off of you as he raised himself up. he threw it somewhere into the room with the rest of the now growing pile of clothes. 

then he was working on his jeans. he clumsily moved his knees back and forth to rock out of the tight restricting pants. your hand must’ve made it’s way to his lower tummy while he undressed. he pulled the band of his boxers down and he let his swollen cock bounce free. it slapped the back of your hand. you both moaned at the contact. his tip was bright red and dripping. eddie whined as he grabbed his base. he got a serious glint in his eyes as he let you take it and guided it down to you.  “you think it’s handsome?” "y-yeah," you nodded, sounding a little hoarse. 

you sighed a little at the feeling of him letting you run it through your folds. he was huge and bigger than anything you had ever taken. he grabbed your hips to keep your body from running from him, or worse pushing him into you when he wasn’t composed at all and risking hurting you. he insulted your past experiences to make himself feel better about the fact that he was forsure going to bust early. “never had a dick this big?” he teased shyly. his false confidence died when you looked at him with need. oh, he was so fucked. he had already been so on edge while playing with you using his fingers.

he bent at the waist and kissed you again, right when you least expected it. you felt his hips pull away from your slightly. he whispered “..you.. shit.. are you ready?" he asked you, but it sounded like he was stalling.

karma's a bitch and you were tired of waiting. you were going to win this standoff. the break between your last orgasm and now allowed you to catch your breath. with a huff and a whisper into the shell of his ear, you teased, “are you?”. you broke down all his walls with those two words. "baby… oh baby.. fuck i've been ready for this for years," he choked the confession out breathlessly before plunging forward and filling you with his cock in one smooth motion. eddie shivered as he pressed his hips up to yours, moaning weakly and so completely in love. his eyes were shut tight and his head tossed back in concentration.

when he regained his composure he fucked into you like he was crazed. he grabbed the back of your thighs and threw you into his cock. back and forth. his pace was relentless as he started moving his mouth a mile per minute. just like his hips. “i don’t deserve this. always been… so mean to you and.. you still wanna give me this sweet pussy? god, you’re gonna make me cum, sweetheart. i’m sorry i'm already gonna cum.” he was rambling while he lost his tempo. eddie pulled your legs onto his shoulders as he rotated his hips deeper. he popped his finger in his mouth and licked the digit before he laced it between your bodies and started working on your clit. “it would be really mean.. of me to not let you.. cum again. and.. ahha- fuck.. i need to feel you cum on me. please”. 

your legs trembled, your walls sucking him in deeper. “yes! yes! just like that, baby”, he grunted in your ear. “eddie ohh.. god.. im gonna cum. im gonna cum!” you felt him shake over you while his hot breath painted your neck in a allowed dampness. he bit your neck to suppress his needy whines. he chanted your name but not before dropping an absolute bomb on you. 

“fuck… i love you, always loved you. and i love this pussy shit..” you hardly caught his confession as your orgasms both teetered on the edge. “gonna fucking fill you up, fill my good girl up.. you want that? fuck give it to me… i need it. i need you...” you nodded your head with haste. “give it to me, eddie. please.. you can cum inside me..” both of you crossed the finish line together as the waves washed over you. eddie’s entire body shuddered. his grip his rough hands had on you was so tight there was sure to be evidence that this wasn’t just some sick dream tomorrow. the way your nails had clawed against his back and forearms branding him in the same way. he felt both of your liquids gush around his cock as he slowed his pace and grunted. he didn’t wanna pull away. eddie was too scared of what your reaction would be to his afterglow of the best orgasm he had ever had. not to mention the embarrassment of his loose tongue.

after a few moments of silence he slightly moved so he could look into your eyes. you had a dumb smile on your face. eddie accepted the humiliation and grinned back. he stayed buried inside of you. only adjusting to see you better in certain moments. you allowed his words from earlier to ring in your ears. he looked at you with pure devotion wondering who was going to address what he said first. 

“so-“ he started. 

“we-“ you said at the same time. 

“you.. uh.. you go first.. please?” he nervously bit his lip while adjusting the warm blanket you two had found yourselves wrapped up in. he moved his face to yours. “no.. how about you finish what you started”. 

the boy could only slowly blink at you. oh how the tables had turned.

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Helping (T)eddie Bear

Eddie Munson x plussize!fem!Reader

a/n: I'm currenly on my period and I wanna pass away, the last time it was this painful was 2020 :') I felt the need to write about Eddie taking care of reader during her menstruation. I needed some Eddie comfort. (I'll apologize if he seems a little oc, I tried my best) This is kinda self indulgent, that's why plussize :P

Warnings: tiny blood stain, menstruation, period cramps of agony, lots of fluff and maybe a little cheesy......I got carried away

Wc: 1.7k

!Not proofread!

Agony is one way to describe how I felt, the other way I'd describe it would be that Michael Myers went completely havoc in my uterus.

I shot up from my pillow, my eyes ripped open, before I squeezed them close again, feeling the dreadful feeling in my lower stomach.

That could only mean one thing. As fast as I could I stood up and hurried to the bathroom and just like expected; I got my period.

As sight of frustration left my dry lips. I cleaned myself up and went back to my bedroom, hoping the mess on my bed wouldn't be too serious. Thank fuck, it only was a little stain which would wash out easily.

So I pulled off the mattress cover, went to my bathroom to wash the stain first, before I threw it into the washing machine.

The second I got to my bedroom again, a harsh pain snapped through my lower body, causing me to almost fall as my knees felt like jelly.

Regaining my strength I made my way to the kitchen and went over to the telephone on the wall, before dialing the number. I was out of painkillers, so the only thing that came to mind, was to call him.

It rang and rang, but nobody picked up. Sighting, I hung up the telephone and was already on my way back to my room, before the clear ringing tone of the telephone caugh me off guard. I shuffled over, grabed it and immediately heard the groggy, sleepy voice of the person I adore the most.

"Hey, is everything alright, my love? You're usually not awake this late at night. " He sounded tired, which made me start to feel bad. "Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to wake you...." My voice wavered a little as a small tear went down my cheek. He seemed to notice that my voice was off somehow "God, baby no, you didn't wake me, I already woke up a few minutes ago, to go take a piss."

I could hear right through his lie, but decided to not question it any further, cause I didn't want it to end up in a discussion.

He broke the silence again, noticing that I stayed quiet as he just heard almost inaudible sniffs coming from the other line "What's wrong, love? Are you alright?" the concern in his voice was evident, so I quickly replied "Can you please come over? I need you right now."

Hearing the desperation in my trembling voice, he replied without hesitation "I'll be there in 3, love." As fast as he answered, the loud beep on the other line, singalised that he hung up right after, so I did the same.

Leaning against the wall next to it, I took a sharp intake of air, before small whimpers and cries left my throat as tiny tears went past my eyes. The pain was so uncomfortable and highly unnecessary at this time of night, I thought.

Not even 3 minutes passed and a few rushed knocks were heard at the front door of my trailer. Leaving my spot on the wall, I went over and opened the door, meeting the eyes of my favourite person.

As soon as he saw my tear stained face his gaze softened a little. He stepped into the trailer, closed the door behind him and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him.

"It hurts so bad, Eds." my voice was muffled due to me being snuggled tightly in Eddie's embrace. Softly stoking my head he let out a small humm, before backing away a tiny bit and leaving a loving kiss on my forehead.

Having already figured out the cause of my pain, he let his hands start to wander and before he had to chance to try and lift me, I stopped him in his tracks "Don't."

"Why, what's the matter?" The stroking motions of his hands on my arms made me melt down into his embrace once again as the cold metal on his fingers gave me a weird but calming feeling. What did I do to deserve this man? He's always such an angel to me.

"I'm to heavy...." As soon as those words left my mouth, he cupped my cheeks with his ring adorned hands and looked deep into my glassy eyes. His expression showed confusion, but at the same time his beautiful brown button like eyes radiated warmth, comfort and reassurance.

"My love-" He took a deep breath, while caressing my face, wiping the new coming tears away "I don't want to hear you talk down on yourself, ever again." He started to leave butterfly kisses on every inch of my face "You, my love, are the most precious creature I've ever laid my eyes on. The only things supposed to leave those pretty lips of yours are, only positive things about yourself and the sounds of pleasure that I get out of you, alright?"

I suppose he tried to brighten my mood with the last statement, which he definitely succeeded with as a quiet giggle left me right after. Sneaky Fox.

Without a warning he picked me up bridal style, which caused me to squeak as I felt my feet lift up from the floor, before he carried me towards my bedroom.

Gently he eased me onto the bed, quickly threw off his leather jacket and his shoes, before climbing in next to me.

My arms sneaked around his torso, while I slowly tried to hook one of my legs around his, trying not to put too much weight on him at once, but he just grabbed my thigh like it was nothing and hiked it up. Once again I snuggled my head into his chest and took a whiff of his scent. My quiet humming vibrated against his chest, while he was lovingly stroking my head again.

I could still feel my insides being ripped apart, but I tried to keep my emotions down, because I wanted to enjoy this moment with him, being held in his arms. We stayed like this for a little while, just existing in this moment together as two people who were so undoubtedly in love with each other.

Sooner or later the pain has gotten to a point where I just couldn't keep quiet anymore, so I just hoped that Eddie couldn't hear my silent whimpers of agony. Despite my fragile attempts, he noticed "Baby, if there's anything you need, just talk to me. I'm right here. Let me know if there is anything you want me to help with."

I silently started crying again, before I broke the silence "Christ, I'm such a sensitive bitch, crying over the littlest things. And you? You're such an angel, so calm and reassuring. Do you have any idea how much my heart hurts just knowing you're the most perfect human that I could've ever asked for in my life?" before I could continue with my rant he interrupted me with a small kiss.

"Love, as much as I love you throwing compliments at me, periods make you sappy. You know, I'm far from perfect. You on the other side? The best and most perfect person." His comment made me look at him with puppy dog eyes before I tightened my arms around him and started to cuddle the hell out of him.

"You are my personal Teddie bear, you know that?" He just chuckled at my statement, before slowly removing his arms around me and smirking down at me.

With a last peck to my cheek he shot out of bed and left the room. Since it was just getting comfortable I was confused for a second, till he returned some minutes later with a cup of chocky milk (cause chocky milk makes pain go away, yk?) and a glass of water.

After he set the things on the bedside table, he crawled onto the bed again, but this time instead of taking his place next to me, he placed himself at the bottom part of the bed, before slowly starting to lift my legs. I was curious about his actions, so I let him continue. He then shimmied closer, with his knees on the mattress, before he laid my thighs on top of his.

With eyes full of love and adoration Eddie glanced at me, his hands on my hips, as if he was asking for permission to continue. I couldn't deny his sweet face, so I gave in.

He started lifting up the v neck sweater I was wearing, but stopped halfway. The soft touch of his hands ghosted over my belly, while the cold metal of his rings gave me slight shivers.

Not even a minute later, he was using a little more pressure as his hands went a tiny bit lower. In return of his actions he got to hear a relieved sigh. Suddenly his hands switched positions from my torso to my thighs. He kept on kneading them in nice circular motions, before he switched back to massage my lower stomach.

From time to time he switched between those two areas, sometimes leaning over and leaving soft butterfly kisses on my collarbones and my cleavage.

During the time he was handling my body with utmost care I was able to drink my choky milk. Sometimes I'd hiss if he went a little to deep, but as soon as he'd notice he would go softer again.

In the middle of the procedure he began to hum along to my favourite song which, along with the massage I was getting from him, made me really sleepy.

The only thing I could remember before falling asleep is Eddie leaving a loving kiss on my lips "Good night, baby. I love you"

I don't know how much time passed, when I opened my eyes again, but it was still dark outside. Eddie laid next to me, snoring slightly with the moon illuminating his face and I couldn't help but to admire him. I lightly touched the side of his face, hoping he wouldn't wake up "I love you too"

A small smile graced my features before I cuddled myself into him and fell asleep with the help of his breath's calm movement. Two hearts beating as one.

(small nsfw extra)

Imagine Eddie massaging your thighs and your tummy, while fucking into you with a nice rhythm, during your period, because he heard somewhere, that it helps with period cramps ;) (Steve told him)

(not @ me finishing this, on the last day of my period lol. writing takes forever).

Please if you noticed any mistakes, make sure to let me know, so I can change it. ^^

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i want you

warnings: 18+,weed use,slow burn kinda, fingering, hand job, p in v unprotected sex, nipple play, cream pie, praise, slight degradation, choking, EDDIE IS ONE VOCAL MF I STAND BY THAT 🙏

a/n: i wrote this blazed out of my mind so it’s kinda all over and i’m too lazy to double check it so i hope it doesn’t suck ass 😍😁

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before eddie met you, he thought that female metal heads didn’t exist.

that it was a load of bullshit.

he figured they were all posers.

that was until he saw you first day of freshman year with a baggy iron maiden shirt on, the day after that a metallica shirt…and the day after that a dio shirt, it went on for the rest of the year.

he thought he was dreaming at first, always admiring you from afar but also slightly judging, he kinda figured you wore the shirts cause they looked cool, until one day in sophomore year when you walked up to him and whispered in his ear

“hey, i heard you sell…y’know..” you make a gesture like your smoking.

from that day on you two became completely inseparable. you both were madly in love with each-other but to shy to ever admit it. all of your friends knew about your guys secret love for each other too which made it even more complicated.

you guys knew everything about each other and when i say everything i mean absolutely everything.

one night eddie invited you over to do the usual, smoke weed and make fun of cringey films, your favorite pastime.

you laid spread out on top of him on the couch, passing the joint back and fourth . a few minutes went by and eddie hadn’t passed it back.

“eddie stop hogging it, give it back” he just held it above your head and laughed as you struggled to reach it, you had enough and stretched out to reach the joint above his head, your tits right in his face. you didn’t think much of it,just sitting back down the joint in between your lips.

but eddie on the other hand, had already been semi hard with you laying on his lap but after that he was fucked. he hoped you wouldn’t notice and he would just sneak off into the bathroom and take care of it but..

you noticed, you noticed almost immediately you could feel it digging into your inner thigh, you thought maybe it was something in his pocket.

you knew damn well it wasn’t.

to be sure it was what you thought it was, you scooted back closer to his crotch until he was pressed against your ass, a small groan falling from eddie’s lips.

it was what you thought it was.

you felt your pussy start to become wet, you didn’t know if you should act like you didn’t know what was happening or if you should take charge.

you decided,fuck it.

you put the joint out and set it onto the ash tray, pressing your ass back against him as you reach over to the table,causing another groan from eddie. he grabs your hips “careful sweetheart, i don’t think you know what your doing” you did it again, this time a small whine leaving your mouth.

now eddie understood, you wanted him.

he flipped you around so you were facing him, “are you doing this to be a tease? because it’s working” he chuckles lightly. you decided to not tip toe around it.

“i want you.”

he smashes his lips against yours, his hands wrapping around to your lower back just above your ass, groans leaving both of your lips as he slips his tongue into your mouth. your tongues fighting for dominance.

eddie slowly pulls away and you pout at the loss of touch, he smiles and starts to kiss and suck down your neck, leaving small marks as he goes. he finally makes his way to your chest, he pulls lightly at your shirt, “can i take this off baby ?” you shake your head yes. he pulls your shirt above your head and groans at your  lacy black bra “fuck, your tits are perfect” he mutters, he reaches around your back un clasping your bra.

his tongue licking around your nipple while his other hand finds his way down to your pants. you cant help but let out a loud string of whines and groans. he’s making you feel so good and he hasn’t even got his cock out yet.

“i’m gonna take these off now, is that okay?” he says motioning to your pants, you nod your head, “that’s not enough baby, tell me with your words” “please take them off eddie, i need you to touch me” “good girl” he reaches down unbuttoning them and shimming them down to your ankles.

he runs his thumb over your clothed cunt “so wet” you let out a moan, hinting at him to keep going. he pulls your panties down, and begins to run his fingers through your folds, finding your sensitive bud, he starts rubbing slow circles, small moans leaving your mouth,he picks up his pace, causing you to clench around nothing. his hand reaches back up toying with your nipple.

“eds i want- no i need your cock, please ?”

“such an impatient girl” he tsks.

he pulls away to unbutton his jeans and slide his pants and boxers off of his legs. his cock right in front of you, red, dripping with precum. you knew he’d been big, but he’s bigger than you expected.

you reach out and place your hand around his cock slowly pumping up and down causing him to let out a deep groan.

you straddle his hips and line yourself up with his cock. “are you ready?” he asks “yes please” he grabs onto your hips and slowly sinks you down onto him. you groan in unison.

he fills you up perfectly.

after you adjust to his size you slowly start to bounce up and down. moans falling out of your mouths uncontrollably.

“your pussy feels so fucking good, god damn it” he throws his head back in pleasure your wetness dripping down to his balls. you place eddie’s hand around your neck signaling that you want him to choke you, he wraps his hands around your throat applying light pressure, a moan escaping your lips “such a fucking whore”. his lips cling to your chest leaving dark purple marks decorated all over “now everyone knows your mine, this pussy belongs to me” his words encouraging you to bounce harder and faster. he massages your ass before he lays down hard smacks, leaving hand marks. you swear you can feel him i’m your stomach, his cock hitting the perfect spots. “eddie baby, i-i’m gonna cum” he reaches his hand down to massage your clit adding more pleasure. you’re a moaning mess. “fuck, i’m so close”

“i want you to cum in me eddie please baby”

“god, you’re a man’s fucking wet dream” he chuckles.

he grabs your hips bouncing you faster and harder, you can feel the warm heat in your stomach. “oh my god eddie- i -i think i’m squirting” you groan. he looks down to see you absolutely soaking his dick and his upper things, “oh my fucking you’re so hot” he groans before filling your pussy with cum.

you ride him through his orgasm, after you both come down for your highs, he looks up and smiles at you.

“can we have sex like this every movie night?”

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[canyonmooncreations]

One Call Away

Summary: Y/n calls her best friend, Eddie, when her boyfriend finally pushes things too far.

Exert: You didn’t deserve this pain. You deserved a life of nothing but love and joy. A life he intended to give to you, if you let him. 

Characters: BestFriend!Eddie x reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Author’s Note: I have never written for Eddie! But I am debating breaking up with my sometimes mean boyfriend and I wish I had Eddie to call :( I am thinking of making this a series of Eddie and Reader navigating a friends to lovers relationship after what happens here. But we all know I start series and never finish them ahahah anyways let me know your thoughts and send in some requests!! 

Warnings: mean/potentially abusive boyfriend, tears, mentions of violence, 

You and your boyfriend, Ben, had been on and off for over a year. It was always up and down, happy and sad. He was a little controlling but was always sweet after. He was angry but also super patient. So hard to predict, it was draining. The only person you can really talk to is your best friend Eddie. He was always supportive and always listening no matter what time you called. He supported you rather he agreed with your decision to go back to your boyfriend or not. And you were always in touch with Eddie even if your boyfriend was not a fan of “that freak”.

You had recently just graduated from the college where you met Ben and moved to a town that was in the middle of him, Eddie, and your family. You had finally gotten your own space and had started the big girl job of your dreams. You couldn’t be happier…. Until it started. 

Your boyfriend was an hour and a half away and with this new space it felt like he had grown a whole new confidence. He was always starting fights and nothing you did was good enough for him. You tried to be happy, but it just seemed like you couldn’t win. Eddie knew about what was happening, you called him often to talk about it all. Eddie was so supportive and validating your feelings when you needed him most. You used to have the biggest crush on Eddie, but you knew you never had a chance with a guy as cool as him. You settled on being friends and then you met Ben. But Eddie was the only person you wanted right now.

What you didn’t know was that every time you called him his heart skipped a beat. Eddie knew you were just friends and he would never have a chance with a girl like you so he settled for being your best friend. Every time you mentioned Ben, his blood boiled. He wanted nothing but for you to be happy. Ben was so bad for you. Eddie knew Ben read through all of your text messages, so he encouraged you to call him just to be safe. Ben was not typically violent, but Eddie knew the patterns and knew it was coming. Of course he couldn’t tell you this because he knew you wouldn’t listen until you were ready for it on your own time. 

What Eddie also knew was that your freshman year of college was nothing but depression and alcohol. He was hopeful but knew something bad with Ben could send you down the spiral. He was always waiting for that call to come. The call where you would need him the most. That call finally came. 

Eddie was in his bed strumming some music trying to put together next week’s set when his phone started to ring. It was y/n. The picture he had chosen for you was a picture he had taken at an arcade with you smiling silly holding up the bear you had won (with his tickets). 

“Hey sweet cheeks, what's up?”

“Eddie, I- I-”

“Woah woah, are you crying?”

“Eddie, we got in a big fight and he said he was coming over and I am really scared that he --”

“I am on my way.”

“Eddie, no. I live like an hour away from you.”

“I do not care darling. I will be there in 45 minutes.”

“EDDIE! It is an hour drive.”

“Fine. I’ll be there in 30.” 

He hung up at that as you giggled and sniffled. You knew you shouldn’t call him. He probably gets so annoyed hearing all of your problems. But, he was your support system. You decided you would wait for him, right where you were, the bathroom floor. Eddie has an apartment key, he can let himself in.

Your head kept racing with thoughts. Was Ben worth it? Was it worth the heartache? What would you tell your friend if they were in your shoes? Did you deserve this? You didn’t think you were the best girlfriend. 

Before you knew it you were sobbing and curling into a towel on your bathroom floor. Too busy crying, you didn’t hear the door open. It was a pitiful sight really and Eddie was saddened by what he saw. The world’s most beautiful girl sobbing on her bathroom floor over a boy who didn’t deserve her at all. 

‘“Oh, honey.” Eddie lowered himself to the floor right beside you. He pulled your head into his lap and ran his fingers through your hair. This was the most soft, innocent touch you had felt in a while. You only cried harder at the thought of someone loving you like they should. You both stayed on the floor until the sobbing subsided after some time had passed. 

“Y/n, can we move this to your bed? This floor can’t be comfy.”

“It is comfier than walking to my bed.” You sniffled as you spoke and this broke his heart. 

“Okay, then….” you felt him set your head back on the towel and his body raise off the floor. You looked at him with confusion as he bent down to pick you up. You giggled as he carried you to your bed. You loved being carried but Ben refused to because it was “childish”. You smacked Eddie’s arm as he put you in bed.

“Eds, why did you do that?”

“A pretty girl like you should not be crying on the bathroom floor! You will cry in a comfy pillow castle.” He situated your pillows just the way he knew you loved them.

You only smiled at him. You got cozy in bed as Eddie walked into the kitchen. The thoughts started racing and the tears started to fall. What if Ben was really coming to “settle this in person and show you who is in charge”. It felt like such a threat, your worst fear coming true. Eddie rushed into the bedroom with a juice box and some animal crackers, your favorite.

“What’s the matter?” Eddie approached the bed slowly, not sure where your mental state was and how frightened you could be.

“What if he shows up tonight? What if he tries to come inside?”

“Does he have a key?”

“No.”

“Good. I will be sleeping on the couch if you don’t mind. So nothing to worry about. You’ll be all safe here, princess.”

You only smiled at him as you took the snacks softly. Eddie always calls you nicknames, but never this one. You ate your snacks in silence as Eddie started to put away your laundry. He knew you hated doing laundry, it was your least favorite chore. It is actually his least favorite too, but he told you it was his favorite and for you, it was. Ben always called you lazy and gross for not putting your laundry away right as it came out of the dryer.

“I can do that.”

“I know.” Eddie gave you a reassuring smile. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not really. It’s stupid. I am probably overreacting.”

“Your feelings are valid y/n, no matter what you are feeling. I will listen if you want me to. If not, we can talk about anything else.”

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

“Uhhh absolutely?”  You could see that Eddie was so excited and you knew he would even let you pick the movie. (Ben would never)

“We can watch… hmmm… I can’t pick.”

“Slasher…”

“EDDIE! No! You know I hate scary movies. Let’s watch Zootopia.”

“Yes!! You know I love that movie!”

You got the movie set up as Eddie grabbed some more snacks. You loved these simple moments with Eddie. You knew he wouldn’t get angry with you for moving the wrong way, or eating too many snacks. He was simply there in peace. You felt yourself getting tired as the movie played and the tears were about to come back. 

“Eddie?”

“Yes, sweetheart.”

“Will you… hold me? No, that’s silly. I’m sorry. Forget I even asked.” You buried your face in your hands and the tears just started flowing. 

“Y/n. Please look at me.” He guided your head out of your hands as he wiped your tears. “I would love to hold you. You are not alone in this and I promise you are safe.”

Eddie moved so you could comfortably be little spoon, which he knows you love because you always talk about it. He helped move your pillows and got you comfy. He never thought this moment would come. Of course, you had hugged and sat close together, but not like this. You were so vulnerable with all the raw emotions, and you chose him to hold you. With you in his arms, he wanted nothing more than to protect you from the world, and especially from Ben. 

“Thank you, Eds.”

“No need to thank me. You just get some rest and we can talk about everything in the morning. I promise you’ll be safe tonight.” 

He rubbed your side and you cuddled in closer to him. You felt so safe.

He felt at home, a feeling he has never felt before. He glanced at you as slept in his arms and couldn’t help but smile and be sad at the same time. You didn’t deserve this pain. You deserved a life of nothing but love and joy. A life he intended to give to you, if you let him. 

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[roadkillremi]

Therefore I do not fear the devil... (1)

Eddie Munson x AFAB!Witch!Reader

MasterList (two out now)

Warnings : MINORS DNI, Sexist Comments, Discrimination of Witches, Masterbation, Eddie Fantasies Reader, Reader Claims to not believe in God, Mentions Church rules like a government, Mentions Death, Drinking, Smoking of Tobacco, Eddie watches reader change, Eddie imagines degrading the reader.

Summary : In 1684 in a village a bit like Salem strange things started to happen. Especially when Y/N starts to visit more. Eddie quickly falls in love with Y/N not realizing what he's getting himself into.

"Anything to say, before we burn you?!" The priest yelled. The wind blew roughly causing you to shiver.

"The witch stays silent-" He began to light his torch on fire. You close your eyes tightly to prepare yourself for the pain.

"I KNOW WHERE THE TRUE WITCH LIVES!" a rough voice yelled. You opened your eyes to find Eddie standing on a wooden crate. His long curls are going crazy in the wind. The priest turned to him, "Very well lead us there."

2 months Earlier

Eddie noticed you in the village time after time. Your long skirt with a loose chain belt hugging your hips. He knew it was a sin to look at someone with such lust. But he couldn't help it. Dried flowers rested in your hair, a flowy long sleeve top that curved with your figure. How you'd stop to tell the children stories.

But at night is when you go into the tavern. By day the old men wanted nothing to do with you. But by night is when they try to invite you to a bed. Eddie would watch you from across the tavern. You would talk to, Joyce one of the Tavern workers.

"Boy! Entertain us!" One of the older men fussed. Eddie snapped out of his trance.

"I can tell you a story." He offered. The men grunted with approval, Eddie went to the end of the table to begin.

"There's a village not from here. The only way it's connected to land is bridges. Other than that it is completely in the water." Some of the men leaned forward. Eddie took a giant gulp of beer before continuing.

"One day, one of the boys woke up the dragon. In a nearby cave, He hollered back to the village. But they all laughed at the boy. So he put together a team to fight off the dragon. But they weren't smart, the bridges burnt down. People tried swimming to shore but drowned. The dragon now lays there on that island as a nest."

A laugh burst through the tavern. Eddie looked up to see you laughing.

"What's so funny, my lady?" He straightened up his posture. You walked towards the other end of the table placing your hands down loudly.

"Dragons are not real, my friend. But witches and werewolves are!"

Men burst with laughter but you kept your eyes on him. He kept eye contact wanting you to continue. When the laughter died down you continued with a smile.

"In England before we settled here. There were werewolf trails. Sheep and people were torn in the middle of the night!" You raised your voice before standing up all the way.

"Soon the men that were questioned for being a werewolf, started to blame the witches. They cried, 'The witch! The witch did it! I slept with her and she took my dignity?'. Thus began the witch hunt." You smiled at Eddie before walking towards the door.

"Your name?!" He called. You put a long coat on covering your skirt.

"Y/N, yours?"

"Eddie.. I plan to see you at the market tomorrow?"

"That is if you're not a werewolf." You smiled before leaving. The tavern was silent before men erupted with laughter again. They threw food at Eddie for being ridiculous. He tried to dodge it before grabbing a broom.

"You freak! You really think you could get a girl like that?!" One man yelled.

"You offer no money, No proper house!"

"Yes but your wife somehow keeps returning to my bed." Eddie smiled. The man cringed before leaving. The crowd died down leaving Eddie alone in the tavern.

After he cleaned the place he returned to his home. His uncle fast asleep in the nearby room. He softly played his lute thinking of you. Your wicked smile and how you kept eye contact with him at all times. How when the men interrupted you kept your eyes on him. He put his lute up before taking his pipe stuffing tabaco in it. He took a match lighting the end to smoke it.

All he could think of was you. The church would punish him for his thoughts. How he wants to push up your skirt. To have you, all of you. His free hand drifted towards his trousers. His bulge begging for attention, he managed to pull himself free of clothes. He gently stroke himself imagining your hand instead of his.

He wondered if you were still a virgin. If you'd gone against the church's orders before like him. Or if you were innocent and never had a man touch you in such a way. The idea of him being your first drove him wild. His hand pumped himself faster his mind going wild. He let out soft moans, he wanted you to take him. To commit adultery with him, to make you promise not to tell. Then to do it all again, calling you a filthy whore. He couldn't handle himself releasing his warm seed. He collected his breath trying to calm down his thoughts. He finished smoking before laying down thinking of you.

The morning air smelled refreshing due to the market. The herbs, foods, paints, anything someone could make. Eddie waited patiently with a sad little flower. He picked it up hoping you would like it. Now it just wilted in his hand. He spotted you by one of the stalls. You were looking at feathered ink pens. The man laughed at you shooing you away. Eddie practically ran to your aid.

"I beg your pardon?!" You fussed.

"There is no way a woman knows how to write! Now scram unless there's a real reason you're here!"

"I'll purchase it." Eddie said startling you. You looked at him, his head blocked the sun from your eyes. You gave him a small smile, "Eddie, you don't have to.".

"Don't worry about it. Here I have..." Eddie searched through his pockets. He patted down his leather vest. He pulled a necklace from his pocket.

"A necklace."

The vendor gave him a questioning look. He sighed before grabbing it, "Fine, take one, son.". Eddie gently grabbed the one you wanted before handing it to you.

"Thank you." You took it gently placing it in your saccule. You stepped away from the stall to not anger the old man. Eddie pushed his hand forward with the flower.

"I found this this morning. It reminded me of you. Well, that was before it wilted." He smiled. You took it from his hand, somehow it seemed the flower healed as you grasped it.

"It's beautiful, Eddie! I believe it's an GilliFlower." You gently placed it in your hair. You walked around to see the stalls, "Why don't I see you in the village much?" Eddie asked.

"I live in the forest by the creek. I usually have everything I need. But it gets...lonely"

"I can understand that."

He watched you buy bread and butter from one of the women. He watched you talk to people, you always seemed to charm them. You jogged to Eddie quickly, "Taste this!" You shoved a muffin in his face. He took a bite, the sweet taste filled his mouth.

"That's delicious." He groaned.

You smiled, "Yes, she gifted it to me. Why do you work at the tavern? Usually men of your age are seeking marriage and land for farming.". Eddie was silent at first, "Not that it's a bad thing! Sorry!" You quickly added.

"No! Don't apologize! I was just thinking. I guess I don't wanna follow the sheep of society." He said. You nodded, "That's why I live away from society.". You took another bite of your muffin before handing it to Eddie. He gratefully took a bite of the sweet treat.

"The sheep! The sheep!" A farm hand ran in yelling. He stood at the top of the stairs, "The sheep have been slaughtered last night!". A crowd of people quickly gathered, Eddie gently placed his hand on your back. The crowd murmured amongst themselves.

"It could've been a werewolf!" One man yelled. Some people laughed, you backed up afraid of what was going to happen.

"No! A witch! A lady told us all about it at the tavern!" The crowd was shocked. You started walking away quickly, your bag held tightly close to you.

"Wait!" Eddie called out going after you.

"I have to go!" You kept walking away from him.

"When will I see you again?"

"For your sake, Never."

Eddie grabbed your forearm dragging you to a side of a house. You attempted to yank your arm back but his grip was to tight.

"Let me go."

"Why are you leaving?"

"You tell a story and they laugh. I tell a story and I'm a witch!" You fussed. Eddie stared down at you, "Where can I find you?".

"Follow a creek! Now let me go." You struggled to get your arm back.

"Take me with you." His big brown doe eyes looked down at you. You sighed, "Fine, we must be quick.". Eddie nodded letting go of your arm, you took off heading away from the village. He steadily ran behind you, you approached the woods and he stopped. You heard the lack of footsteps and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"The church says the devil lives in these woods.." he looked at the tall trees.

"I don't believe in God. Therefore I do not fear the devil." You offered out your hand to him. He looked at you, his giant calloused hand grabbing your small soft one. You lead him through the woods, ducking and hopping over obstacles.

You stopped at the beginning of the path to your house. You looked at him, "Here it is.". There was a creek near the house, and bushes with berries. The garden bed and flowers are growing lively. You started walking towards the cottage. You took your shoes off by the front door. Eddie followed you and did the same. Once he walked in a wave of calmness washed over him.

A fireplace was gently going, a wooden table in the middle. A small kitchen area in one corner. While a seating area and bookshelf in the other.

"This is it." You presented, you started emptying your bag.

"you can stay as long as you want. You can sleep by the seating area. I have spare blankets, and if you need to wash up the creek is nice. I have a bar of soap too and some spare clothes."

"Really?" Eddie asked taking it all in.

"Of course! You're my guest." You smiled, beginning to prep a meal. Eddie looked at the collection of books in awe. These must've been from England he assumed.

"I'll go wash up."

You looked up at him, "There's soap in the washroom. I'll go get some spare clothes!". You went into a small extra room digging through an old trunk. You grabbed clothes going back to the main room.

"Here, they might be a bit big on you." You handed them over. He thanked you and went outside, he causally undressed and went into the creek with a small shiver.

Eddie knew exactly what he was doing. You would glance up through your window to see him. You tried to focus on your cooking by putting the fish over the fire. Once the meal was down you peaked out through the door.

"Um, Eddie!" You called out. He turned towards you his glistening torso facing you. His wild curls framing his face perfectly.

"Foods Ready!" You yelled before closing the door. You sat at the table trying to calm yourself down. Eddie walked in sitting at the table, his shirt unlace around his chest. You tried to keep your eyes on your plate.

"Thank you for this. It's delicious." Eddie said whole chewing his food. You nodded glancing up at him, he smiled at you once you made eye contact.

Eddie knew what he was doing.

After the meal, Eddie told you stories about mythical creatures. You sat next to him and listened. He moved his hands when he talked causing you to follow them. Your eyes grew tired and his voice was too soothing. You drifted off, "Are you asleep?" He sounded partially offended. Your eyes shot open, "Sorry!". He chuckled, "It's fine, go get some sleep. Thank you for your kindness. It's been truly wonderful.". You smiled, "Of course!", You stood up to go into your room.

"Night, Eddie."

"Goodnight. I'll be leaving early in the morning. So, I wish to see you again." He smiled.

"I hope to see you again also." You cracked your bedroom door.

Eddie laid back covering himself with a lavender blanket you lent him. The fire was still going to keep the house warm. He would look towards your room. Between the crack of the door he saw you change. You bare back towards him, he gulped watching you closely. You slid a night gown on and blew out your candle going to bed.

As he said, in the morning he was gone. The blanket he used was folded neatly. Your heart dropped hoping he would stay. You planned on returning to him.

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[sunshinebarbie]

glimpse of us (angst) final part

characters: Eddie Munson x Female Reader x Steve Harrington warnings: mean! nancy, mild fighting, mild profanity, usage of the word “slut”. words: 5,298 parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | final part taglist: @imasimptoowth, @lokiswh0reeee, @kiki17483, @tiaamberxx, @basketcaseeeeee, @dessmxsworld, @bibliophilewednesday, @manicpixiedreamgir, @kellysimagines, @deafeningcoffeegarden, @bratckerman​, 

info: You used to date Steve Harrington until the Byers moved away and Nancy and Steve reconciled. Heartbroken you find love in the least likely person anyone would have imagined, however, Steve still holds on to feelings that he can’t seem to shake and deep down maybe y/n does too?

a/n: oh em gosh!!! it’s finally here!! in all it’s glory. but for real i am so so so sorry it took so long to post the final part. i hope some of you are still interested haha. the journey with this story was just... amazing. your feedback was always appreciated, and the love it got. i am forever grateful. when i originally posted it, my blog was deleted and i was so discouraged in posting it again, but i am very glad i did... anyway without further delay...here is the final part to glimpse of us...

Weeks flew by like months, and before you knew it the ground was covered with a thick blanket of snow that hid the trail to the trailer park and Steve’s yard.

There wasn’t really any reason for you to go down that path any way. As a matter of fact, it seemed everyone moved or at least two of the three involved.

Steve was still single but hanging out with Robin the girl from the band who also worked at the video store, and Eddie, he was last seen hanging out with Chrissy the head cheerleader of the high school squad.  

It was great that Steve found someone to bring out a happier side to him, even if it was just a platonic thing, and for Eddie, it was great to see him back in school, looking healthy and happy on his way to graduation.

As for you, you decided to focus on school for now, all the drama from the love triangle had you second guessing all and any choices you had made, which lead you to rethink everything from colleges, and the degree you wanted to obtain, even friends were cut off from your life.

It felt like you were alone most of the time even when you had family and acquaintances to pass time, which was fine. It gave you a chance to focus on your studies and even managed to make top 20 in the whole student body. You avoided the video store to keep from having any awkward moments with Steve, and the only time you interacted with Eddie was when the chemistry teacher paired the both of you up for the week.  

The entire week to you felt like an eternity, you avoided eye contact with him, the only contact was when he handed you the flint lighter and his fingers gently pressed against your palm, that sent a wave of tingles up your arm and fluttered your tummy.

After class that day as you quickly packed your belongings, Eddie stood by the door almost like he was waiting for you, but you rushed by him not giving him a chance to speak. You knew that if you let him talk to you, it would bring up unnecessary feelings and that would only lead to trouble again.

You were walking down the hall and noticed a flyer for the winter dance on your locker. You rolled your eyes and ripped the flyer down and crumbled it in your palm before dropping it on the floor.  

Similar to the middle school having the winter snowball dance, the high school threw a similar gig. Except it was titled Blizzard Ball, which really wasn’t that original when you truly thought about it.  

“i’m guessing you’re not going?” a voice asked from behind, you turned to see Robin, the girl who was Steve’s friend from the video store.  

“don’t take it personal, I know it’s a fundraiser for the band” you shrugged and continued to twist the lock until the seal broke allowing you access to inside.

“no. no offense taken here.” Robin raised her hands. “I just thought I would throw out there that ALL students current and past are allowed to attend” she winked.

“good to know” you raised your eyebrows, “still not interested.” you slammed your locker shut and proceeded to walk away.

“you’re all he talks about sometimes” she called out behind you; you slowed down your pace, your focus immediately went to Eddie who was straightening his back after leaning over from taking a drink of water from the fountain, you shook your head at the whole situation before continuing down the hallway.

Even at home you couldn’t seem to escape it, upon arriving back sitting on your doorstep like an unwanted Christmas gift was a box filled with any and all belongings that were left at Eddie’s, but nestled inside were some items left at Steves, almost like they met up one night and decided to make you a box full of items that you left behind at their homes.  

You picked up the box in a haste and the bottom gave away, all the contents fell with impact to the concrete porch.

“great” you sighed and started to pick up the items and shove them into your bag. Your finger smoothed across a jagged piece of glass drawing blood.

Instinctively you shoved your finger in your mouth and looked at the culprit of this mild pain. It was a photo frame, there were actually two but the shattered frame held a photo of you and Steve while the other you and Eddie.  

Brushing away the small pieces of glass that punctured the photo you held it to your body almost like you were hugging the memory in the photo wishing everything wasn’t so complicated.

The music from the radio hummed out a soft tune, as you did your homework. The lines on the book seemed to blend together, and your thoughts felt fuzzy and unfocused. You groaned in frustration and slammed your book shut.  

Oddly your mind couldn’t focus tonight, in the back of your mind you knew it had to do with Eddie and Steve even if you didn’t want to say it out loud.

Everything else in your life was figured out at this point but this, this was the only thing that didn’t seem to have a happy ending no matter which way you looked at it, whoever you favored more would end up hurting the other. That was just something you couldn’t and wouldn’t put on yourself or them, it was too cruel.  

Yet, during moments like this when you would put too much thought into it, and revisit the skeletons of your past, a small part of your soul felt like it died all over again, especially when you pictured the pain in Eddie’s eyes when he seen the pick necklace in Steve’s hand.

The firm knock on your bedroom door shook you out of your thoughts, startling every nerve in your body.

You gasped and turned to see your mom standing by the door, a rather large grin on her face as she stood with both hands behind her back.

“you scared me” you chuckled “what’s up?” you walked over to the radio and turned the dial down shutting it off.  

“i know you said you didn’t want to go but-” your mom walked into the light of the room.

“you didn’t.” you sighed trying and failing to hide your disappointment.

“I saw it in the window and just couldn’t resist.” your mom pulled the dress out from behind her back, it was a rose pink satin charmeuse dress.  

“I figured you could borrow my heels, and you can wear your grandma’s pearls...” your mom grabbed your shoulders and lead you to the mirror.  

“mom-” you tried to stop her from talking.

“oh the pink lipstick, you wore to your dad’s office Thanksgiving dinner.” she gasped.

“mom-” you raised your voice a little higher.

“Steve will absolutely be smitten with-” “MOM!” you shouted and turned to face her.

Your mom stood in silence, still trying to figure out why you were shouting.  

“I don’t expect you to be keeping up with my life, but Steve and I broke up weeks ago.” you groaned.  

“oh sweetie, I didn’t know” your mom exclaimed. “but maybe if he sees you in the dr-”

“no mom” you interrupted. “I’m not going, not because I don’t have a date, or because of Steve, but because I am focused on more important things that dances and boys” you sighed.  

“now, go get your money back.” you handed her the dress.

Your mom grabbed the garment from your hand and looked at it with tear filled eyes. “no, keep it.” she sniffled.

“mom.” you sighed. “i didn’t mean to-”

“no, I mean it’s such a beautiful dress, maybe you can wear it another time.” she smiled and handed you the dress again, “i just know you are going to be beautiful in it.”

You forced a smile and grabbed the dress. “thanks” you mumbled. Your mom kissed your forehead and turned to leave closing the door behind her.

A huff of frustration escaped your lips as you looked at the dress, your fingers slowly ran down the silk ribbon around the waist of the dress, a sincere smile tugged at the corner of the left side of your lip. You walked it over the closet and pushed aside all your clothes, you hung the garment and pushed the rest of your clothes back, burying it far in the back to be forgotten like your feelings and memories of the boy the dress was supposed to impress.  

It was the night of the dance, and while the entire school student body were at homes, spraying down their hair, shoving their feet into their heels and letting out their anger issues on their neck ties, you were reading the next assignment for your literature class.

There was a light tap at your door, your mom looked in, and a faint but disappointed smile pulled across her face.

“Well, were going to head out now.” she informed you.  

“the Harrington Christmas party?” you asked. Your mom nodded. “okay, have fun and be safe” you smiled at her and turned back to your book.

“love you sweetie.” your mom closed your door. You waited until you heard the front door close. You looked up from your book, your legs swung over the edge of your bed to help you stand up. You walked over to the window and watched as your dad opened the door for your mom, helping her into the passenger seat.  

You chuckled and smiled as he kissed her hand first and leaned in to kiss her lips before closing the door.  

The car pulled out of the driveway and down the street disappearing around the corner. You walked back to your bed and looked at your book, your fingertips grazed the worn-down pages as you read the next line  

“The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Estella with the love of a man, I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Once for all; I love her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.”

“read it again.” you could hear Steve’s voice call out from the darkness of your memories. “it’s your assignment YOU need to read it.” you chuckled. “no, I mean read it again. So I know what to write on your valentine card” Steve replied. “Steve Harrington, I don’t want the words of a dead author, I will love whatever comes from your wonderful brain”  

You shook your head in an attempt to erase the echo of the memory, treating your brain like an Etch A Sketch.

You slammed the book shut and walked over to the radio, turning the dial all the way up, you sat on your chair in front of your vanity. The radio hummed some 1950’s song. You looked over to the closet door reflection in your mirror. Turning to face the closet you used your heels to push yourself off the chair.

You swung the door open and pulled all your shirts and sweaters forward revealing the dress. The radio’s song changed and the angelic voice of the Chordettes played filling the room.

“shit” your cursed. Grabbing the dress, you hurried to the bathroom.

When you arrived at the dance, it was in full swing. Couples danced, in the corner pictures were being snapped filling the walls with a bright white flash.  

“hey, you made it. I thought you didn’t do charity dances.” Robin joked as she approached you.  

“well, I have always been fond of the band.” you joked back.  

“in that case. Enjoy" Robin nudged you to the dance floor. You were exactly sure why you were here, the person you came here for wasn’t going to be here without an invite.  

You clutched your mom’s pearl covered clutch, feeling the nervousness bubbling in your stomach, you weren’t even sure why.

Quickly turning to find the nearest bathroom you ran into the body of someone immediately.

“i’m so sorry.” you picked up the clutch, notepad and pen of the person you ran into.

Standing up straight to hand it over you felt the bubbling in your stomach turn to overboil at the sight of Nancy.

“Nancy” you gasped. “Y/N” Nancy pulled at the items in your hand that you were squeezing out of nervousness.  

“oh sorry.” you let them go and took a step back.  

Nancy looked you up and down and forced a smile. “no matching corsage? Steve usually buys one to match the color of your dress.” Nancy raised her eyebrow.

“oh, I'm not with Steve...tonight- or- er- any night- forever" you fumbled your words.  

Nancy furrowed her eyebrows at your babbling. You inhaled a deep breath and gained your composure, or at least enough to carry out the conversation.  

“what I'm trying to say is Steve and I broke up” you finally exhaled a breath.

“oh, did you catch him making out with an ex-girlfriend too?” Nancy replied bitterly. “no.” you replied honestly “it was the other way around.” you chuckled nervously.  

Nancy scoffed and forced out a dry laugh. “oh, wow.” she sneered. “you really enjoy bringing people misery don’t you?” she added.

“i wasn’t trying to-” you started to reply. “here is my question” Nancy cut you off. “if you knew you were going to end up not being able to keep it in your pants, then why did you bother ruining someone else’s relationship?” her voice was loud enough to catch the attention of the people around you.

“Nancy I-” you started to feel your lip quiver. “and to think I was called the slut.” You looked around as the people who were listening chuckled, you could hear them whispering the name mixing it with yours.

You felt your stomach drop, instead of staying another second longer you quickly bolted in the direction furthest from Nancy and the rest of the crowd.

You stood behind the wall of shimmery plastic ribbon to hide from everyone, mostly because you didn’t bring your extra make-up and you knew the cheeks of your face were covered in the Cover girl mascara.  

Across the way at the entrance Eddie stepped into the gymnasium and looked around, he could feel his palms beginning to sweat, and the nerves settled in. He tugged at the collar of his dress up shirt he borrowed from his uncle and swore that everyone was looking at him.

He scanned the entire gymnasium and began to feel like it was a waste of time showing up at this stupid event he didn’t even want to come to in the first place.

“Eddie?” Dustin chuckled in enthusiasm seeing his friend standing by the entrance. “Henderson” Eddie sighed in relief.  

“I thought you wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this” Mike added.

“now, normally I wouldn’t be.” Eddie replied quickly. “but...there is something that needs to be done.” he added.

“what?” Dustin asked. “now you see if I tell you, I'm going to have to kill you.” Eddie replied.

Dustin and Mike laughed but Eddie’s face stared at them unamused making their laughter fade to a nervous chuckle.  

“oh, okay” Dustin cleared his throat. “well, if you need help we’ll be here at the custodian closet waiting for the next puke pile” Dustin joked, but frowned upon hearing another drunk classmate puke behind the bleachers.

“better grab your mop” Eddie slapped the boys on the back and shoved them in the direction of the heaving.

As soon as Dustin and Mike disappeared, Eddie could feel his nerves flaring up in his palms again, his chest began to increase in pace, his eyes frantically searched the room for another familiar face and then he spotted one.

You sniffled into the paper napkin that you found crumpled by your feet, trying your best you scrubbed your cheeks and tried to clean up any make up you seen on the silver mylar balloon next to you.

“so, this must be the best hiding place.” a voice chuckled nervously from behind you. You turned around and looked in surprise as Eddie stood behind you.  

“Eddie?” you smiled in disbelief. “are you actually here at a school dance?” you teased through your tears.

Eddie nodded, he tried his best to contain his smile but it broke through immediately, it was always hard to control it when he was around you.

“what’s wrong?” Eddie noticed your running make up that you couldn’t scrub away.  

“nothing.” you lied. And crumbled the napkin into your fists. “just- this song makes me so emotional” you lied about the cheesy love song playing on the speakers.  

Eddie reached into his pocket and pulled out his bandana. Looking around he spotted an empty cup filled with ice and hurried over. Wrapping the cubes into the cloth he walked back over, the bandana was soaking from the ice.  

“here” he handed over to you. “oh, no I'm wearing a full face.” you sniffled.

You flinched feeling the cold cloth touch your cheek. You looked up to Eddie’s face as he gently rubbed the black make-up from under your eyes.  

“there.” he smiled and tucked the bandana back into his pocket.  

“thanks” you uttered softly, trying to contain your smile.  

The song ended and a slow yet normal paced song came on. “Highway run. Into the midnight sun. Wheels go round and round you’re on my mind.” the song echoed off the wall.  

Eddie looked around, trying to find another topic to slice this shared uncomfortable silence. He chuckled and turned to you. “do you want to dance? Maybe?” he asked timidly.

“really?” you nervously chuckled.  

“sure, I mean it’s a dance right?” Eddie’s hand cupped yours and he pulled you back into the sea of students.

The two of you stood looking around at the pace of the others. Eddie cleared his throat as he put his hands on your waist and slowly pulled you towards his body. You put your hands on his shoulders, and slowly you both swayed to the melody.

“Restless hearts sleep alone tonight. Sendin' all my love along the wire”  

“so what made you decide to come tonight?” you asked him

“oh, just-all my years being here, I guess I never been to one, and it’s for the band. You know I love music” he replied with a chuckle.

“hey, that’s my excuse come up with your own.” you teased  

“They say that the road ain't no place to start a family. Right down the line, it's been you and me and lovin' a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be. Oh, girl, you stand by me. I'm forever yours. Faithfully”

“okay, how about- I came because I hate being alone at my uncles’ trailer so much that I figured being surrounded by a bunch of assholes who hate me while listening to lame music was better than being alone.” he replied.

“then I would say, we’re not different in that scenario” you looked over to see Nancy looking at you with disgust.

“well, if it means anything. I'm an asshole but- I don’t hate you.” Eddie replied.  

“no,” your thumb rubbed Eddie’s cheek pulling a fallen eyelash off his skin. “you Eddie Munson aren’t anything close to being an asshole” you blew the eyelash from your thumb pad.  

Eddie smiled, instinctively you laid your head on Eddie’s chest, his arms pulled you in closer as he rested his cheek on your head.

“Through space and time. Always another show. Wonderin' where I am lost without you.”

You felt the weight of Eddie’s face lift off your head. But you didn’t dare move. Afraid that the moment you lift your head, you would wake up from a dream having fell asleep while reading. And what is Eddie’s chest would be the pages and card cover of your book.  

“and being apart ain’t easy on this love affair” the singer belted off the speaker but everything seemed to fade away, and soon it felt like it was just you and Eddie. You lifted your head off of his chest and looked into Eddie’s eyes, and he was already looking at you. “two strangers learn to fall in love again.”  

It felt like your ears tuned out the world around you as Eddie slowly leaned in, you could feel your face gravitating towards him, your eyes closed as you waited for contact.

“slut” a voice fake coughed earning a few laughs. You opened your eyes and looked around, Eddie was already searching for whoever ruined the moment.

“I get the joy of rediscovering you, oh girl you stand by me.” the distorted lyrics finally buzzed through, having you look away. Remembering your promise to yourself earlier that you wouldn’t fall into the drama of Eddie or Steve ever again.  

“I think I should go” you stepped away. “why?” Eddie’s hands tried to grab you again.  

“because Eddie-” you sighed “Slut” the voice coughed again earning more laughs. Your eyes filled with tears. You sniffled and felt the first tear hit your dress. “because you deserve more than the school slut” your voice cracked.  

You turned and hurried towards the door.

“Slut” the voice coughed again behind Eddie. Eddie turned to see it was one of the basketball players with his girlfriend.  

Eddie balled his fists, and walked over to the boy grabbing his shoulders tightly, Eddie turned him around and smashed his rings covered knuckles into his jaw.  

The players date screamed out in fright and the rest of the crowd parted. “Hey! Hey! Hey!” a teacher shouted. “that’s enough from you” He grabbed Eddie by the shirt and tugged him towards the door. “Have a good night” the teacher sourly stated and pushed Eddie out.  

Eddie fixed his shirt and looked around, the roads were empty and bare, his breath turned into ice as he exhaled a shaky breath.

Eddie looked in his hand and saw he still had your clutch, the only thing he managed to grab when you dropped it on the floor as you exited quickly.

Without another moment wasted Eddie walked down the icy road into the darkness.

Across town you arrived home, you sniffled and wiped your tears. You could feel the tears begin again. “so stupid” your lip quivered. You sniffled again to hold your tears back.  

You got out of your ride and closed the door, you searched your keys for your house key and looked up, you felt your heart stop. Steve sat on your porch steps, a corsage in his hand. He tapped the plastic box with his finger and looked up at you.

“Steve” you sniffled. “what are you doing here?” you asked and approached him cautiously.

“your mom, she told me about the dress she bought you for the dance.” Steve extended the corsage out to you, it was the exact color of your dress.  

“was hoping to catch you before you left.” he laughed nervously.

You shivered from the cold night air. “here.” Steve took his jacket off and drapped it over your shoulders.

“you look-beautiful" Steve stepped back to get a better look at you.

“thanks” you muttered.

“look, I-” Steve combed his fingers through his hair. “I just wanted to say I'm sorry I just left you out there alone that night-” Steve started to apologize.

“no-I should be the one who is sorry” you interrupted. “i’m the one who hurt you.” you added.

“what I did...” you sniffed. “was very selfish” you admitted. “your reaction was more than acceptable.” you added.

“yeah you were kinda an asshole.” Steve chuckled. “yeah, I know” you replied and looked down at your shoes.

“but-” Steve stepped back towards you, you looked up at him as he closed the gap between the two of you. “i’m all for forgiving, forgetting, and trying again.” he pinched your chin between his thumb and finger.

You felt your knees weaken, once again feeling like if Steve wasn’t there you would fall into a pile of goo on the ground.

From behind the trees, Eddie looked at you and Steve, the déjà vu settling in, almost like it was a never-ending loop that he was damned to repeat over and over again until he realized he would never be enough for anyone.  

You pulled your chin away and felt the stinging of your eyes, wanting to cry but your eyelids felt swollen from the disastrous night.

“Steve” your voice cracked. “I love you.” you cupped his face.

Eddie felt his heart crack loud enough his ears could hear it.

“but- I'm not in love with you.” your lip trembled as you whispered it for just him to hear. Steve felt his smile fade away.

“there was a time, truth is it never fades, it comes in intervals at the most inconvenient of times.” you joked through your tears. “The unqualified truth is, I loved you simply because I found you irresistible. I loved you against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.” you choked out the words.

“please, don’t hate me for that” you pulled your hand back slowly.

Steve stood silently for a moment. “never.” he shook his head. “I could never hate you.” he assured you. “maybe I'm not meant to be a part of your story.” he sniffed. “but I'm not going to hold you back from the person who is supposed to be.” he added.

“that’s why I love you Steve Harrington” you leaned forward on the tips of your toes and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lip, just above his freckle.”  

Steve hugged you tightly and let go. You extended the corsage back to him. “no, it’s yours.” he chuckled. “i hope you catch a glimpse of us whenever you see it.” he pushed it back gently.

“good night Steve Harrington” you took his jacket off and handed it back to him.

“good night y/n” he nodded. Steve turned around and headed back towards the woods to his house. You didn’t turn around to see if Steve looked back, you wanted to move forward, and who knows maybe one day when you’re old sitting in your living room, Steve could be sitting next to you telling you the story of how he looked back at that moment, or maybe you will hear it when you run into him at the grocery store as he buys dinner items for his family, with a cart full of snacks for his kids, and maybe by then it will be nothing more than a silly stepping stone into finding his true love.

The sound of twigs snapping pulled you back to reality. You turned around and noticed a figure in the darkness of the bushes. Caught in the thorny branches of a Russian olive.  

You walked forward cautiously, making sure it wasn’t an animal in need of help.

The figure rolled out and stopped by your feet.

“Eddie?” you shook your head in disbelief.

Eddie shot up to his feet and cleared his throat. “you-uh-left this.” he extended your pearl clutch to you.

“oh, thank you.” you tucked it between your bicep and body.  

“so, you and Harrington still going strong huh?” Eddie cleared his throat trying his best and failing to hid his frustration.

“I mean-it's not my business and I don’t care that you-” you chuckled at Eddie’s fumbling. You walked up to him and pressed your fingers against his lips to stop him from talking.

“Eddie my love, I love you so. You left me last September, since that time I've been so alone. Now, all I do is wish and wait for you.” you chuckled feeling very silly.

“what?” Eddie grinned.  

“Earlier when I was home, I watched as my parents left to the annual Harrington Christmas party. And I saw all the love my dad had for my mom.” you away from Eddie. “and I asked for a sign that one day I would get to experience that.” you continued. “The dress was originally bought by my mom to impress Steve, and I held this dress and said “if that love is supposed to come from Steve, show me a sign”.”

Eddie looked away, waiting for you to drop the bomb that you realized it was Steve all along.

And on the radio, this song came on... “Eddie my love, I love you so” you repeated. “and I swear, I never felt a decision so right.”  

Eddie’s eyes lit up, what was once filled with despair now filled with hope.

“I love you Eddie Munson, but even that isn’t a strong enough word to describe how I feel” you softly whispered to only him, “I’m forever yours.” you smiled.

Eddie grinned and blushed, his entire face turning a rose pink. You could feel both of his palms gently cup your face.  

Eddie leaned forward and pressed a soft and long-awaited kiss to your lips. It was tender yet powerful enough to make your knees weaken, if Eddie wasn’t there holding you, you would float away to cloud 9.  

“I love you is good enough for me” he assured you.  

You both chuckled, and he pressed another kiss to your lips. “wait, one more thing.” he stepped back and dug in his pocket.  

He pulled out one of his favorite silver rings and twisted it in his fingertips, “will you be my girlfriend y/n?” he asked with hopeful eyes.

You felt your throat choke holding back the tears of excitement. “yes. Yes, of course Eddie Munson.” you giggled.  

Eddie lifted your hand delicately and slipped the ring on your finger it fit best. “no guitar pick this time?” you blushed.

“picks are for my other girl,” he replied, you looked at him and gave him a pretend hurt expression. “my other girl with six strings.” he quickly added. “Besides, rings are more official” he smiled.

“because no other guy will want to do this-” he lifted your hand up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles making you blush uncontrollably. “-and kiss some other dude’s ring” he added making you laugh.

Eddie pulled you close to him again, this time your hips pressed against his, you felt the thick fluffy flakes of snow melt against your cheek and noticed they were sticking to Eddie’s curly dark hair.  

“i love you y/n” he whispered loud enough for only the two of you to hear. You draped your arms over his shoulders and felt him slowly beginning to sway you. Almost like he was dancing to a song in his head. He started to hum a familiar tune making you grin.  

“Two strangers learn to fall in love again.” he pressed his forehead against yours. “I get the joy of rediscovering you” he started to sing again making you laugh. “oh, girl you stand by me” he sang louder. “i’m forever yours.” he serenaded you, you shook your head and quickly pressed your lips against his to stop him from singing. The snow fell faster, covering the both of you in a light sheet of snowflakes. You pulled away breaking your lips and grazed your nose against Eddie’s “faithfully” you whispered against his lips earning another kiss from Eddie.  

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Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

summary: you've had the worst day in work but lucky eddie is there to pick up the pieces pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader warnings: none this is just fluff, maybe a little hurt/comfort if you squint w/c: 1305 authors note: this has been rattling around my brain for days and i'm self isolating with covid so i'm being entirely self indulgent. please reblog they're so appreciated, please don't be a silent reader!

not beta'd all mistakes are my own, we die like heroes!

(Moodboard by Me)

It had been a shit show of a day and it was only noon. First of all you'd slept through your alarm so you were late getting up which meant you were running late for work, then you'd popped a tire about six blocks away from where you needed to be leaving you to hoof it on foot trying to take shortcuts which only made you later when your sneaker got stuck on something disgusting in an alleyway and you had to spend five extra minutes dealing with that, so you were late for work after all which caused your boss to ream you out about timekeeping and how lazy this generation was and because you needed to be "taught a lesson about hard work" you'd been given the absolute worst job in the entire place which meant you being up to your elbows in sludge and other various unspeakable substances. 

When your shift had finally ended all you'd wanted to do was go home and curl up in bed but then wouldn't you know it the manager's son who was supposed to work the closing shift had calling in 'sick' so you'd had to stay on and now there you were standing in the pouring rain waiting on your ride that had apparently forgotten all about you since they were now, according to your watch, forty five minutes late. 

All you wanted to do in that moment was cry, it had been possibly the worst day of your life and the universe didn't seem to want to let up any time soon. Rifling through your pockets and your purse you made your way to the payphone on the corner of the store and dialed the only other person you could think of to help you out of this mess, 

"Munson" 

"Eddie, baby, can you come pick me up? I know you've got Hellfire tonight at the school but I - " you had to stop for a moment to wipe away the tears that were streaming down your face and try to sniff quietly so your boyfriend wouldn't hear how pathetic you sounded,

"Hey, hey, what's going on? Are you crying?" 

"It's stupid, just a bad day at work. I shouldn't have called, have fun at hellfire!" you did your best to sound upbeat before ending the call and with another sniff you steeled yourself for the long walk home.

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The universe was really really not in your favour today. Staring up at your dark home you frowned, no wonder no one was around to pick you up from work they weren't even home and you didn't have any keys because you hadn't grabbed them on your way out the door thinking you wouldn't need them,

"Maybe I ought to just lay down in the street and hope a homicidal clown comes to take me away" the thought was tempting, even if you still hadn't finished that book entirely yet.

So instead you stood there on the doorstep trying to figure out if your parents might have left a window open somewhere that you might be able to shimmy in through or if your cranky old neighbour might let you dry off in their place when your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of wheels on asphalt before coming to a screeching halt at the end of your driveway. 

Like a golden carriage from a fairy tale there was a beat up old van you'd recognise anywhere and behind the wheel the frizzy curls of none other than Eddie Munson, 

"Get in the van!" he called opening the passenger side door so you could jump in, "come on!" 

Your legs moved on their own not even waiting for your brain to catch up and you took off running down the driveway and leapt into the van, 

"How did you know where I was?" 

"After you called I came to get you but you weren't at work and you weren't on any of the main streets so i figured you'd tried to take a shortcut home and this is where i'd find you" 

"You came looking for me?" somehow you couldn't quite believe that Eddie had come in search of you especially when it was a Hellfire night, "what about Hellfire?" 

"Cancelled it. You needed me more" he smiled at you and you felt the warmth of the sun in those big beautiful brown eyes of his and you couldn't help it. You started crying. Which in turn kind of freaked Eddie out, "Hey woah what come on don't cry, it's ok, look whatever i did I'm sorry i know I'm a jerk sometimes but please babe stop crying!" 

His attempts to get you to stop crying by reaching out for you or looking your way for a second while he tried to keep his eyes on the road were adorable to say the least. The poor boy looked so confused, it was endearing. 

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When the van pulled up outside Eddie's the rain had subsided and you were able to get into the brightly light trailer without adding to the dampness of your already soaked clothes and hair. The familiar smell of beer, cigarette smoke, weed and the cheap cologne Eddie used was inherently comforting and you wondered when Eddie's trailer had started to seem more like home than your parents house,

"Wayne was at the laundromat earlier today so there's clean towels and I'll get you a dry shirt" Eddie was talking at a million miles an hour as you sat on his bed looking around at the posters you'd become so familiar with, "there should be plenty of hot water so stay in there as long as you like"

"In where?" you questioned, truthfully you hadn't really been listening to him as he spoke, too absorbed in your own little world,

"The shower dummy" he laughed flicking your forehead, "for someone so smart you sure don't listen" the teasing smile on Eddie's face made you roll your eyes, 

"I'm listening" you argued with a similar smile. Eddie just pressed a t-shirt into your hands and gave you a little push towards the bathroom.

You didn't intend to spend as long as you did in the shower but once the hot water hit your frigid skin you couldn't bring yourself to step out, it was only the fear of using up all the hot water that pushed you to turn the faucet off and leave the bathroom now clad only in a pair of boxer shorts and one of Eddie's old faded Mötley Crüe shirts. 

The sounds of music were coming softly from Eddie's bedroom and you padded your way back in announcing yourself just as softly, 

"There's my girl" Eddie beamed at you from his spot on the bed, "I wondered where she went" 

If you lived to be a hundred you didn't think you'd ever get tired of looking at Eddie, no matter what anyone else thought about him, the reputation he'd garnered at school for being a 'freak' a 'burnout' and worse. You didn't care about any of that, you loved him through and through. 

"Thanks for coming to get me. Today was … difficult" 

"Come on, why don't you tell me all about it and you can tell me who it was that made you cry first" 

"That was - " Eddie cut you off with a soft kiss as you climbed onto the bed next to him, his hand cupping your face to bring you closer to him,

"No one makes my girl cry. Now, tell me all about your day. We've got time before the pizza arrives" 

Eddie Munson was many things to many people but to you he would always be the kindest person, someone you could always rely on no matter what. Your very own Prince Charming, in a leather jacket.

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[mysticmunson]

lone star: chapter two (sneak peak)

summary: eddie had packed up his things and moved to the big city, indianapolis, but when he enters the fast-growing world of the adult entertainment industry, it gets lonely.

rating: R

part one

authors note: i just want to start off by saying the reception to part one was incredibly overwhelming. all of your kind words means so so much to me, like seriously. always feel free to pop in my inbox or dm's and share thoughts with me or just chat. much love to you all.

part two will be up tomorrow! :) but for now, here's a sneak peak ;)

“I’ll have the number 5 please with apple juice.” You replied, handing her the flimsy plastic menu that she exchanged with a nod. She walked off into the back, the silver door swinging back and forth till it came to a halt. 

The decor was 1950s themed, checkerboard flooring with some neon signs teasing 5 cent soda. The shiny red seats at the bar were mounted to the floor, the booths matching similarly across the rest of the place. It was charming, providing a comforting feeling of home cooked meals. 

“I don’t think I’ve had the number 5 before.” Eddie spoke, your attention snapping to him as he looked at you, no clear emotion present. But then again, what kind of emotion should he be having over your choice of breakfast.

“It’s chocolate chip pancakes and bacon, don’t worry I have a toothbrush.” You jested while Veronica brought over your drinks, setting down coasters to prohibit the condensation from pooling. 

The steam from Eddie’s cup rose to his nose as he put in creamer and sugar, stirring it and watching it go to a lighter shade of brown. Pulling out the spoon, he watched the small tornado within it dissipate before taking a sip, sighing at it going down his throat.

“Don’t worry about it, once had a partner eat tuna and garlic bread before a scene.” He assured, but the small smile on his lips let you laugh, placing a hand over your mouth to regain some composure.

There were some unspoken rules in your line of work. Spending your day physically with or in someone means you need to be extra cautious on hygiene, like showering with nicer body wash or putting on extra strong deodorant. 

Even when you would film alone for solos, you took additional routes for cleanliness. There’s very few things more embarrassing than someone saying you smelled bad or were dirty when you were intending to be clean.

Eating tuna and garlic in one sitting is a dangerous concoction by itself, but before a shoot was a whole different type of sadistic. The pair didn’t even sound appetizing, your stomach twisting at the mere concept.

“Did she hate you?” You pondered, but he only shrugged, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he took another drink. You took one as well, wiping your dampened hand on your jeans and seeing them go from medium wash to a patch of dark denim. 

“Dunno. But you’re the first adult I’ve ever seen order apple juice at a restaurant.” He pointed out, his chin resting on his knuckles looking down at your drink with confusion.

“Are you saying you don’t like apple juice?” You inquired, not being able to believe someone could dislike it. Maybe it seemed childish, but it put you at ease, caffeine would only make you more jittery. 

“Not at all, it’s great.” He grinned, tucking some of his hair behind his ear, peering over his shoulder to see Veronica returning with plates of hot food.

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[jobean12-blog]

So, thanks to your Eddie Munson fics (a character I love but had no desire to write for) I now have an idea. A big one. A series idea I have no time to write.

What the hell are you doing to me, Jo?

EEEEEEEEEEEEE T! This makes me SO HAPPY! Hehehehee evil cackle! But you know we have to blame Eddie…I MEAN WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT TO BE SO CUTE AND AMAZING! I can’t stop myself so the only thing you’re getting from me is support and excitement😁😁❤️

My WIPS laughs at me daily. Do I care? Nah! Just keep goin’! 😆😆😆

Have the best day! Love and hugs❤️❤️

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[jujouzdk]

I’ve started experimenting with textures and I can’t stop 🫶🏽🤪

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[ratskcoreddie]

i got a request (read it here) that turned into a monster and is now out of my hands. the now fic will be posted tomorrow. it’s called ‘finishing what you started’. thank you for the requests. here’s a teaser 18+ below the cut.

“oh. fuck. me.” whining between words. he watched you for a second before trying to speak again. “do you… do you really want this as bad as i do?” his face was so close. you watched his chest rise and fall as his breath invaded your space. you smelled the musky combination of liquor and smoke on his tongue. he looked longingly into your eyes waiting for you to say something. you continued to play with him. you must have stood in silence for far too long because eddie spoke for you. his tone was heavy. you watched his lips move with his words. while his fingers toyed with yours.

“baby?’ he asked. you just nodded and sucked harder.

he giggled while rotating his soaked thumb on your tongue. “hmm, what’s the matter, that sweet mouth of yours doesn’t wanna be so mean anymore does she? poor thing. how devastating, i love hearing your pretty noises.. and whines… and pouts. you just need something to fill you up, don’t you?”. eddie clicked his teeth in dissatisfaction as your tongue continued to play with his salty finger. you shook your head at him like a child. telling him you didn’t wanna talk and would rather do this. you were scared of what you would say anyways. the man smirked at you before moving closer to whisper something in your ear. as he spoke softly you reminded yourself this was your sworn enemy. never did you think he could make you so hot. never did you think you would let something like this happen.

eddie was fully in control as he spoke to your empty mind. when his lips barely touched your earlobe you could hear his breath. it made your head spin. that was the closest he had been to you. you felt his hot exhale on your neck. his tone when he said his next words were laced with evil. “tell me, what is it that you want out of this? i can tell you’re touched starved.” his breath grazed your ear again, his lips fell to your jaw and he kissed you there. “mhm,” eddie groaned. “your boyfriend isn’t taking good care of you and your mouth is he?” eddie paused. “because if he was, i bet you’d have way less of an attitude with me all the time.”

this was a dangerous game you two were playing.

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[albertdabuttler]

OKAY MY MOTIVATION IS BACK, I HAD A DREAM AB EDDIE LAST NIGHT AND WE MADE OUT 🤭🤭

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[munsonsguitarp1ck]

out of control pt 2

now it’s your turn to make eddie feel good

warnings:smut 18+, minors dni,oral(m receiving), praise kink, cum eating,tiny bit of fluff at the end

a/n: YOU GUYS DIDNT MAKE PART 1 FLOP TYSM IM SO HAPPY YOU GUYS LIKED IT!!!

part 1 ⬇️⬇️

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you push eddie onto the bed and sink down to your knees, rubbing your hands up and down his jean clad thighs “lemme take these off for your baby” you hum unbuckling his belt and pulling his zipper down.

he helped you pull his jeans down, pushing his legs farther apart so you fit perfectly in-between his thighs, he can’t help but let out a small groan seeing your perfect body on your knees for him. “you look so pretty on your knees” a smile spreads across your face.

you reach up and remove his shirt placing kisses on his neck all the way down to his lower stomach, you remove his boxers throwing them somewhere around his room, his big heavy cock springs up grazing his happy trail.

you feel your mouth begin to water and your cunt becoming sticky. you take him into your hands slowly pumping his cock, staring up at him through your hooded lids. he lets out a low sigh of relief along with a breathy “fuckkk”. placing kisses to his red, leaking tip, while you continue to jerk his cock.

you finally take his tip into your mouth slowly bobbing your head, his hips buckle upwards, his cock slips further into your mouth, causing your eyes to water and gags to leave your mouth. “your so big ed’s” you mumble with your lips wrapped around his cock. you relax your throat and take his entire cock into your mouth, your nose pressing against his bush. “you take me so f-fucking well princess” he thrusts faster into your mouth, salvia dripping down to his balls. loud groans falling from his lips.

his praises making your cunt drip, you thightly squeeze your thighs together to find some relief. you let him use your throat for his own pleasure, groaning “that’s my good fucking girl” a moan escapes your lips sending vibrations to his cock. you snake your hand down massaging his heavy, full balls in between your fingers.his head thrown back, his jaw hung open. “c-cum for me” you mumble around him, you can tell how close he is by the way he’s twitching in your throat. to bring him closer you pick up the pace bobbing your head up and down.

his eyes screwing shut and loud moans leave his mouth as thick ropes of his sweet cum cover the back of your throat. your head still bobbing around him completely milking his cock.

you pull off swallowing every last bit of his cum,placing a kiss to his tip. you crawl on top of him placing a kiss to his lips. he loves when he can taste himself on you. he pulls you down on top of him, leaving kisses on your forehead making you giggle. you snuggle your head into his chest, feeling his bare skin on yours. he itches your lower back, a small happy hum leaving your mouth. you look up at him locking your eyes with his. “you always make me feel so good sweetheart, you’re so beautiful, i cant believe you’re all mine…my girl.”

“your girl” you smile.

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[canyonmooncreations]

Oh gawd I just had a thought and I need everyone to know. Imagine Eddie being your apartment maintenance guy and you just moved in. Stuff in your apartment is somehow always being broke bc you think he’s so cute and want to see him again. So sometimes you lose some screws or loosen bulbs just to have a reason to call. And he loves fixing your stuff just because he thinks you’re so beautiful and loves getting a glimpse into your world. 😭😭

I am obsessed and I may have to write this!

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[roadkillremi]

Eddie Munson x Ghostface!Fem Reader

*I CANNOT FIND THE ARTIST FOR THIS PICTURE IF YOU KNOW WHO IT IS LET ME KNOW SO I CAN CREDIT THEM PLEASE!!*

MasterList

Warnings : MINOR DNI, Mentions Killing, Language, Smoking, Smut, P in V, Knife kink, threats,mentions selling weed, Mentions Violence (if I missed any please let me know)

I do NOT support killing!

1985

Hawkins, Indiana

Eddie lazily sopped his beer while watching the news. He was waiting on a call from his girlfriend, she said around 6 pm. It's 9:37 pm now and no one had called.

"Nearly the whole Hawkins Basketball team was murdered the other night-" The news report said impressed almost. Eddie bounced his leg in worry of his girl. She didn't fit the criteria of the current murders but he couldn't risk it. Ringing echoed through the house interrupting his thoughts. He quickly got up answering the phone, "Y/N?!".

A low chuckle came through, "No, but who might this be?". Eddie froze, it was the voice everyone talked about. The taunting calls, "listen asshat I don't have the patience-"

"You listen, you fucking bitch! I'll kill your pretty little girlfriend if you don't shut the fuck up and listen!" Eddie's silence caused the killer to laugh.

"Now, that's play a game..Edward." Eddie looked around the trailer glancing down the hall.

"Fine"

"That's a good boy. The games called 'Am I in your trailer or not' " the voice laughed.

"Listen, I don't know what you want, man. But leave me and Y/N out of this and take your games somewhere else."

"Is that your final answer? Cause if you're wrong I'll cut her throat!"

"Don't you dare fucking touch her!!" Eddie screamed into the phone. They just chuckled, "wanna hear the poor thing?". It went silent before sniffling cries were in the phone.

"Sweetie? Listen imma get you outta this. Don't worry"

"Eddie.. I'm scared.." she whined.

"I know I know. I am too, but I love you okay?" He tried to talk sweetly.

"That's enough sweet talk, pretty boy." The voice was back. Eddie tightened his fist, "Now am I in the Trailer?" The voice repeated.

"No. I think I'd notice if you were holding my girlfriend hostage in my trailer."

The voice laughed louder, "Wrong answer, Munson!". They hung up, Eddie ran into the kitchen looking for knives. All of them were gone, "looking for these?".

The killer was in Eddie Munson's living room, holding a bunch of knives with their head tilted. Eddie eyed the killer, "hiding behind a cheap Halloween mask is for cowards". They just laughed, Eddie slowly stepped forward. They pulled out a pistol aimed at him.

"no no no. I need you to listen, Mr.Munson."

Eddie could hear their smile in their voice. He stood still waiting, they walked towards him with the gun aimed. They walked on top of the coffee table.

They slowly took off the mask with their free hand. "Hey, Pretty Boy.", Eddie went wide-eyed in shock.

"Y-Y/N?" He asked softly. You nodded tossing the gun onto the couch. You stepped off the coffee table putting the knives down. All except the biggest one, "Baby don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"You.. killed people.." he stepped back from you.

"You hated them. They treated you like shit! Treated.. us like shit.. Ever since that party when you had to sell weed, you never forgave yourself. For Jason's mistakes, I was pissed! He.. he hurt me, Eds.."

"I know, baby. But you'll get arrested.."

"no I'm not.. I framed someone else.. some jealous cheerleader that dated them all." It was silent. Your grip on the knife was tight, Eddie just looked at you.

"I had to. For you.. you said you wanted him dead. And I needed you to be innocent!" You grabbed his face softly. He looked into your eyes, "Are you mad?".

He shook his head no, "I needed to do it.." you continued. Eddie interrupted you with a kiss, pressuring his lips to yours. Eddie gave a small smile, "I was gonna kill him sooner or later.". You smiled at him kissing his cheek. You took the costume off leaving you in black jeans and a Joan Jett Tee. Eddie grabbed your hips pulling you closer.

"Once he.. touched you-" he got all choked up on words. You cupped his cheek with your free hand. He leaned into it, "I don't want him to hurt again.". His demeanor turned dark, you nodded "he won't."

"You shouldn't have scared me like that" Eddie raised his eyebrow. You smiled, " I thought it was hot, Eds.". You playfully put the knife on his jaw. He looked at you, eyes filled with lust. Eddie took your hand leading you to his room. He sat down on his unmade bed pulling your hips close. You sat on his lap wrapping your arms around him. The knife lazily on his back.

"tell me how it went with Jason."

You smiled, "it was amazing, Eddie." He grabbed your hips and started kissing your neck as you explained.

"he was so weak. He cried like a little girl begging for help". Eddie groaned softly biting into your neck. You tilted his chin up to look at you, "I cut his dick off.". He smiled softly kissing you before going back to devouring your neck. You whimpered at the feeling, "I tied him up, beated him up until his teeth fell out. I tortured him and I loved it.". You place your right hand in his untamed hair. He looked at you smiling, playfully pushing you off his lap onto the bed.

"Eddie what are you doing?" You giggled a bit seeing the glint of mischievousness in his eye. He took off his shirt revealing his tattooed torso.

"Mark me" he smiled devilishly at you. You tilted your head a bit confused. He leaned in close, you could smell the cigarette smoke and musk of him. His hair gently tickling your face.

"I want you to mark me Ms.Ghostface" he glanced down at the knife. You looked at him, "Safe word?-".

"Ozzy", you rolled your eyes at the reference. You gripped the knife scooting closer to the edge of the bed. He stood still watching you closely. You unbuttoned his jeans seeing him all heated. You smirked pulling them past his thighs. You gently pushed his boxers down revealing the left of his hip. Dark curls of a happy trail and a slight v line distracting you. Eddie chuckled petting your head softly. You gently pressed the knife into his hip marking him with your initial. He bit his lip watching you. The blood slowly creeping out from the fresh cut lines. Gently licking it while looking up at him.

"Fuck.." he groaned watching you. He stood you up gently taking the knife.

"May I?" He cupped your cheek as he asked. You nodded, he got on his knees taking your jeans off. He slid his hand over your heat. You gasped, "Awh, all worked up baby?" He teased. He slid your underwear off throwing them on his nightstand.

"For later." He winked, you playfully pushed him.

"Pervert!"

"Whoa! You marked me first" he smiled. You rolled your eyes, "Nuh-uh, I don't fuck bad little girls.". Eddie stood back up.

"I'm not a little girl, Eds!"

"I'm sorry, I don't fuck bitchy whores" he smirked standing up grabbing his jeans. You grabbed his arm, "No no no! Wait, I'll be nice!". He smiled kissing you deeply, "Good girl". You whimpered at the nickname, he went back on his knees. He rubbed your right hip with his thumb. He placed the cold metal on there carving an E into you. You hissed softly, he shot his head up.

"Is this okay? I can get the first aid kit."

"Yes it's okay, Baby!" You smiled at his concern. He nodded looking back at your hip. He licked the blood copying you.

"Mm, always so sweet for me." He looked up at you gripping your hips. He stood back up tossing the knife somewhere in his room.

"take your shirt off." He demanded. You nodded, he grabbed your chin.

"use your words."

"Yes, Sir."

He smiled at your words, you took your shirt off tossing it by your jeans.

"now your bra."

"Yes, Sir" you repeated. You reached around revealing your breasts to him. He licks his lips, "lay down and let me use you.".

You laid down placing your head on his many pillows. He smiled, "want me to use you like a sex toy?".

"Yes, please.."

"Want me to fuck all that angry out? Been so busy for me.. Doing all that work must been tiring." You nodded.

He climbed onto the bed hovering over you. He stroke himself in one hand, balancing himself in the other.

"Fuck you till your all fucked out, huh?" He kissed you before leaving a trail down your neck. His fingers gently traced over your folds. You let out a soft moan, "S-stop teasing". Eddie gave a stern look, "Are you trying to boss me around, sweetheart?". You bit your bottom lip, he moved his fingers away. You whined and reached for his hand. He grabbed your wrist pinning it to the your side.

"You may be all big and bad but in the bed I'm in charge." He whispered before kissing your neck. You nodded, Eddie sighed getting up.

"Yes, Sir! I'm sorry I'll use my words" you whined. He smiled crawling back on top of you. He kissed your lips before going back to your neck. He gently inserted his fingers in, the cold of his metal touching your core with every thrust. Eddie left bites and hickeys along our neck and chest. You whined bucking your hips up against his fingers.

"Don't worry, baby. I'll fuck you soon." He took his fingers out pulling out his member coating his cock with your juices. He lined himself up gently pushing himself in. He watched as your face contorted with pleasure. He let out a sloppy smile and started thrusting at a steady pace. You wrapped your legs around his hips.

He grasped your thighs pushing himself against your opening. You tried to speak between moans.

"F-faster... please"

Eddie smiled gripping your hips tighter speeding up his pace. He breathed heavily leaned forward giving you a kiss. You moaned into his mouth as a thank you.

"So tight for me, sweet heart." He mumbled in betwee n thrusts. He grabbed your legs putting them over his shoulders.

Your back arched at the feeling of him hitting your spongy walls over and over again. He grunted, "Baby, I'm close..".

"Me too.." you moaned out gripping the sheets tightly. Eddie groaned trying to keep himself together, "Come for me, sweetheart.". You let the coil in your stomach release. A wave of pleasure taking over.

"Atta girl" he smiled speeding up. You wiggled a bit due to the overstimulation. Eddie pulled out releasing himself on your stomach. He wiped his seed on his finger popping it in your mouth.

"You know what to do."

You sucked his finger tasting him, the salty sweet mixture. He smiled, "Good girl, I'm going to clean you up now.". He left leaving you naked on his bed. He came back with his hair in a loose bun and a wet rag. He wiped you stomach clean tossing the rag somewhere. He lit a cigarette before laying down beside you. He pulled the blanket over your body and kissed your head.

"Eddie, The mask and costume are in the living room." You looked up at him. He blew out the smoke from his cigarette.

"Go to bed, baby. I'll take care of it for you."

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[razzeith]

I am a whole hearted fan fic addict.. especially of the Eddie munson variety..

I love writing but have never had the finally push to actually put it out there... I've had an idea of a long lost older Munson brother resurfacing in Eddie's life.. and the shenanigans that enuse.. idk if anyone would even wanna read it... hell I don't know if anyone will read this.. I guess just testing the airways

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