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and-claudia · 2 years

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Waking Up Next to Eddie HC (gn! Reader)

I don’t believe I included any gender based pronouns in this for the reader, if I did however miss one, please let me know!! I’ve read over it but sometimes one slips through.

Warnings: slight hinting to sex, but nothing explicit

As someone with curly hair myself, I jut know Eddie Munson is a SIGHT to wake up to.

Although I love the idea of sleeping in his arms, head on his chest, I can’t realistically picture that for him.

Like yeah, they be how the two of you fell asleep but that’s definitely not how you wake up. Eddie moves in his sleep, like A LOT. You never wake up in the same position you fell asleep in. But he has to be touching in some way. Even if it’s just an arm draped over your waist, physical contact with you is a must.

(Also Wayne finds it absolutely adorable. Old habits die hard, and ever since Eddie was little and first came to live with him, he had a habit of checking in on him in the morning when he got home from work at the plant. And he still does it to this day. Once you and Eddie got together though and you started staying over more, he always respected your privacy and if the door was locked he let it be. Eddie was actually pretty good at remembering to lock it or to make sure you at least put one of his shirts on before falling asleep. If the door is unlocked though, Wayne will quietly open it, pop his head to check on Eddie and you now because you’re family too and is slightly confused as to how either of you are comfortable with position you have ended up sleeping in. Sometimes he just feels bad for you like when Eddie has taken up most of the bed sleeping like a starfish while you’re curled up in ball close to the wall, or when he didn’t even know you had stayed over because when he got home and checked on Eddie, he didn’t see you because Eddie was literally laying right on top of you pretty much. It wasn’t until the two of you came out for breakfast that he saw you and was very confused.)

Like I said though, Eddie is a sight to wake up next to, (or under or over depending on how you ended up). All that movement causes his hair to be a mess in the morning. Like his bed head is unmatched.

Occasionally you can convince him to pull it back while he sleeps. But his doesn’t like it pulled up very tight. So you usually just use a loose scrunchy to put it in a bun, knowing it won’t hold. By the time he wakes up, the bun is either completely fallen, the scrunchy missing, hair a mess. Or it has become so loose, and his hair is so messy that it might as well have just fallen completely.

And don’t even THINK about running your fingers through that bed head. You cannot. It’ll catch on a little knot and he will whine/yelp.

Also if you’re one to get bed too, he thinks it’s absolutely adorable. Will greet you with a “Well good morning Sleeping Beauty” or “Well hello, gorgeous.” With a teasing, raspy morning voice. He knows he looks much worse but he doesn’t care.

And if you wear a bonnet to bed to help protect your hair, he definitely makes comments about you cheating or how that’s not fair and he needs one too. To which you respond teasingly saying something like not even the best bonnet would help with his bed head.

Eddie Taglist:

@lothiriel9

@mserynlarsen

@leetaeilsnecktattoo

@jedi-mabari

@notfeelingverydora

@mystargirl-interlude

@alexxavicry

#eddie x reader #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson headcanon

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eureka-its-zico · 3 years

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Pretty As A Picture

requested by @leetaeilsnecktattoo as part of my 100 Smut Dialogue Prompts requests

A/N: Well, I tried my best. I hope this feels worth the wait. Thank you for requesting and letting me be a part of making something special for you.

Lee Tae-il X Reader

Words: 1456

Genre: SmUt

Warnings: rough play, overstimulation(?), and a little tying up

Taeil had been sweet in gifting you your very own Fuji film camera. Sure, it wasn’t anything crazy expensive, like he figured you’d ask for on your birthday. To you it wasn’t a luxury you could really afford at the moment.

Until you’d opened up the awkwardly placed ribbons, definitely self-wrapped, present from your boyfriend.

Taeil had lit up like a kid on Christmas watching you. He knew without having to ask how much you loved the surprise, but still the question floated between you.

“Do you love it?”

“Love it?!” You gushed. “Taeil this is amazing! Thank you so, so much babe!”

And now here you were. Weeks later. Not a single picture taken and shook out. You wanted your first picture to be something special and meaningful. A tradition you wanted to make for each new roll of film that was placed inside.

You’d thought of florals. Of architecture and art. Every aesthetic under the moon. Even the moon itself and still none of it seemed original.

You were laying on the bed, your head turned and mopping at the camera on the nightstand. You were so busy being lost in your own head you didn’t hear when Taeil entered. Your body giving a defensive jerk when his weight pressed down on the mattress.

“God, Taeil. You scared me!”

Your hand was on your heart for the added effect and he only regarded you with amusement. A smile turning up his lips as he moved closer to you.

“Yes, because me walking into our bedroom through the door that faces you is super scary.”

You playfully pushed at his bare chest and his arms easily circled around you.

“It’s like you’re a ghost or something.”

You looked at him in mock horror. His laughter filled the room and you let your head rest in the elbow of his arm. Cradled there you were able to watch his small laugh lines he hated along with the darkening skin where his five o’clock shadow was coming in.

Your fingers reached out to softly touch along the edge of his jaw. Tracing it like it was your first time doing it. As if you hadn’t done it a million times before. Every time he left and every time he returned did somehow feel like it was your first time all over again.

This time was no different. He’s only been gone for not even the full length of the week. Even then, it had still felt like an eternity. Plus, you weren’t really the greatest at phone sex. You much rather preferred him here, like this, with his skin in reach of your nails that missed marking him.

Taeil quieted down completely by the time you reached his chin. The laughter still sparked in his eyes, but something else you knew all too well was beginning to take over.

His own tattooed hand mimicking your earlier movement; fingers tracing along your jawline until it dropped below your neck. He scanned your face for any sign that you weren’t prepared for what happened next. You opened up to him more by moving your head to where he had easier access to your lips. Your neck raising up enough to invite him to place his mouth on yours.

Taeil did just that.

The kiss started off soft and slow. You knew, however, that in a matter of seconds it would turn into something more. A kiss that demanded for you to surrender to him and be devoured from the mouth down. He did just that as his arm wrapped around you and his hand moved down to grab a handful of your ass.

A soft moan left you and vibrated against your lips. The same hand he’d used now trailed its way to hook behind your knee and pulled it over his legs. Bringing you closer together and able to feel his hard length pressed against your abdomen.

The idea of him hard sent a delicious shiver down your spine. Your own arm wormed its way between your bodies to play at the waistband of his sweats. You could feel him getting ready to disconnect from the kiss. To tell you you weren’t allowed to be the first to touch, but you always loved being punished.

You pushed your hand down past his waistband and your hand instantly found him. His shaft was hard and smooth as you ran your hand along his length. Your fingers ending at his tip; your thumb tracing around its edge until it smeared across the pre-cum.

Taeil completely disconnected from you now. His hand that had lovingly squeezed your ass now at your wrist and tugging it gently from his sweats.

“Did you get permission to touch me?”

You shook your head. The both of you knowing you’d done it on purpose. Eager for whatever punishment he had in store.

“On your back.”

Taeil was already moving himself off the bed and moving to the nightstand. Your heart was racing as you did as you were told. Your head turned to watch him rummage through the drawer until he removed rope and an egg shaped sex toy from inside.

He came back to the side of the bed and motioned for you to begin to undress. His hands moving up to take each piece of clothing and tossing it behind his shoulder. Once you were completely naked, he instructed for you to lay back on the bed.

“Arms up, Princess.”

You wanted to make him work for it, but decided against it. Your core already slick and wet just from imagining what he was about to do.

He made quick work of tying up each wrist to the bedposts. Asking you to tug a few times just to make sure he’d had them secure enough.

You watched as Taeil moved to stand at the end of the bed. One hand still holding the toy and the other helping him on the edge. Every movement sent his body into a moving piece of art. The way his biceps flexed to keep himself up as he moved on the bed. How his chest muscles tightened from the strain.

You tried to get some friction for the aching between your thighs and found none. Taeil kept them open and left you keening with your hips thrusting upwards for him to touch you.

“How badly do you want me to touch you.”

“Badly,” you whispered.

“I’m sorry. What was that?”

He sent a hand to rest on your thigh. His fingers moving and drawing little figures that he knew.

“I want you to touch me so bad! Please. Please touch me, baby.”

You moved your hips towards him for added emphasis. The movement left you open and exposed to him and Taeil eagerly drank you in.

“Stay still.”

You did your best to do as he asked, but damn if it wasn’t hard. He moved the vibrator from his other hand and turned it on and placed it at your inner thigh. The small vibration a tease that you felt, but needed more. He continued to move it down and then back up. Every time it got closer and closer to your core.

You were about to go mad from this endless teasing when he finally slid the vibrater over your wet slit. A gasp arching your back as you followed it up through with another stroke. The sensation was enough to leave you gasping with a plea on your lips until he buried it down between your slit and onto your clit.

A moan tore free from you and your hands wrapped around the rope. His hand massaged the vibrator around your clit. He kept it from becoming too much and at times, left it when you thought you were going to scream from the pleasure and aching sensitivity.

When you were close to your orgasm Taeil wrapped his free hand around your throat. His index finger diving between your lips and demanding that you suck it as you came. He held the vibrator at your core even after your orgasm had finished. The feeling euphoric and painful and drug another orgasm from you screaming, and wrists shaking at their restraints.

At some point, Taeil’s hand and the vibrator had left you. The sound of a shutter clicking a few times slowly brought you out of your daze.

You opened your eyes and found him staring at a picture he’d taken on your camera. A smirk on his lips.

“You look so good with my hand wrapped around your throat.”

He showed you the photo in question. Taeil had taken it in the middle of your second orgasm. Your face contorted and mouth open and his hand did indeed look good on your throat.

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