lovie!!! i cannnot stop thinking about clumsy eddie! - we all saw his goofy lil run, there aint no way he doesnt get clumsy in the height and loss of his own feelings
SO- what if eddie and reader get lost in kissing each other in the kitchen or on the way to his room, and eddie knocks them into walls, corners, side; they stumble around; and its all giggly and cute-
wow-
yEAH WOW 🤩🤩
because especially earlier on — after he first gets to experience you, you in his bed — he’s still learning how to handle you, how to handle himself with you, because god help him eddie can’t help but get all excitable and giddy and eager when he has you in his arms making those sounds you make.
when he sneaks up on you in the kitchen, distracted by the bag of popcorn rotating in the microwave, you’re thankful wayne has left for his shift as you shriek over the cacophony of his cackles, fingers tickling into your sides as he pulls you into him and blows raspberries against the back of your neck.
“ED WHAT THE FUCK!!”
“YOOOOU’LL NEVER ESCAPE MEEE!”
lord, he was on one tonight; scary movies always got him worked up.
he rotates and corners you as you squeal, the only thing loud enough to match your combined laughter is the rapid popping coming from the microwave — though you’ve already completely spaced on it, thanks to your feral boyfriend, who is now holding your cheeks in his hands and peppering noisy, sloppy wet kisses all over your face as you half-heartedly shove him away, feigning disgust.
“eeewwww not the kisses! not the wet kisses!” you try bringing a splayed hand between your faces, clamping it over eddie’s mouth, but he just growls and smooches into it, eventually nipping down on the skin between your thumb and index finger.
“wha? y’don’ li’e my kishesh??” he mumbles around your flesh, giving you the puppy eyes that make your heart flutter.
“nooooo not those kisses,” you whine.
he drops your hand like a dog dropping a stick and smirks, ducks his head and brushes his lips over yours, ghost of a breath fanning across them and making you shudder as you grin.
“like this?” eddie asks.
“mmmm… getting there,” you offer, sarcasm lacing your words but you can’t help the blush taking over your cheeks, giggling softly.
nudging his nose along yours he snorts and then quickly pecks your lips.
“how ‘bout that?”
“sooooo close.”
eddie rests palms on your hips, slides them around behind you and pulls you in by the small of your back, smiling all the while as he takes his time now to take your bottom lip between his, running his tongue over it as he kisses you so sweetly, so gently it makes you sigh pleasantly against his mouth, relaxing into him.
and then he bites you. of course. he latches his teeth onto your lip in a firm pinch, clasping you to him and growling as you yelp and whine and bat his shoulder.
“ooww eds, staaaahp!”
“i vaant to suck your blooood!” he dramatically lifts his head and then drops it, nibbling and kissing into your neck — that and the awful dracula imitation sending you into a fit a giggles and squeals as you lean into the attention. it made up for the pinched lip, and you didn’t mind the warm shiver down your spine as he nipped and kissed and breathed against the sensitive skin.
“oh nooo, nooo! the big scary vampire got me!” you swoon playfully, going a little limp in his arms as he laughs. “i hope he doesn’t steal me away to his lair!” you dramatically splay a hand against your forehead, really playing into the damsel role. eddie can’t help but laugh as you do so, goofy grin stubbornly staying put as he tries to play evil.
“I THINK—!” he can’t help a snort and you drop your head against his shoulder, both of you shaking with silent laughter. “I THINK I WILL STEAL YOU AWAY TO MY LAIR!!” you throw it back again with a wheeze at that, and eddie breathes laughter into you as he kisses you.
still holding you to him he begins to walk backwards out of the kitchen, stumbling a little as neither of you can keep from laughing, keep from kissing in between the giggles. in your distracted states, eddie accidentally steps on your toes and you yelp, the surprise and effort to quickly move his foot away making him stumble even further, backwards into the hallway where his back collides with the adjacent wall, making your surroundings rattle. you fall into him and he pulls you up into another red-faced, breathy kiss as you can hardly hold yourselves together, guts starting to ache with your amusement.
you snake hands up his front to grasp fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him into you hungrily as now it’s your turn to bite, nipping at his lips before trailing south to mar his jawline. the laughter gets softer, breathier, but you’re still giggling as you pull him away from the wall and guide him further down the hall, lips and teeth still marking his skin.
the hungrier you get, however, eddie does doubly so, and without even realizing he has you panting softly as his hands roam up your shirt as you lead him, up your soft sides to hold you at the dip of your spine and pull you closer, closer so he can briefly press himself against you and tease what you’re doing to him.
“mmmyour lair’s’too far away, mr. vampire,” you mewl against him, faltering in your step slightly which prompts eddie to halt you and press you back into the wall, snorting even as he kisses you till you’re out of breath.
“good thing i’m, like, really fucking fast,” eddie all but growls, and before you have time to react he’s attempting to hoist you up by the backs of your thighs, just under your rear, pulling you up into him as you yelp with the loss of footing. your arms lock around his neck as you bury laughter into the crook of his neck, holding onto him for dear life as he tries to scurry away with you.
“MINE! MINE FOREVER!!” he’s cackling and you’re practically shrieking with giggles, bouncing in his arms with each step, clinging to him tight.
and far be it from eddie to watch where he’s going, keep track of his footing as he carries you, as when he thinks he’s reached the fully closed door to his bedroom, what he’s actually reached is the partially closed door to his bedroom — and when eddie leans back into it for balance, he finds it’s completely thrown out the window as you both stumble and fall backwards into his room.
the door slams open with the force, and eddie squeezes you to him as he tumbles backwards, shielding you from the fall against his chest as he grunts with the force of it. a cacophony of chaos and yet the two of you are still dying with laughter there on the floor of eddie’s room, a shuddering pile of wheezes and gasps and snorts.
eddie holds your cheeks and lifts your head, checking you over while you’re nearly in tears with glee.
“sh-shit! shit! y-you okay babe?? speak to me!! speak to me y/n, tell me you’re alright!!” he wails with increasingly sarcasm-laden dramatics and squeezes your cheeks. you sputter with giggles as your lips are compressed by his palms, unable to even try to answer as you’re wracked with all-consuming amusement. because eddie is nothing if not all-consuming.
down the hall in the kitchen, the microwave starts to beep, while from eddie’s room the sounds of kisses and laughter give it the finger.
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#42: “stay quiet”
Summary/Warnings: Regulus Black x (f) Reader hide in a closet to avoid detention. Includes praise & fingering, also some *very* light choking.
Also @ whoever decided that Regulus's go-to petname was 'dove' you are so smart and I want to kiss you
You'd known Sirius Black had a penchant for pranks, but you never expected his stoic brother to be the same way.
"Regulus!" You hissed. He'd somehow convinced you to be his lookout as he carried out his prank. It wasn't until you arrived that you realized his prank involved casting a charm to make a classroom disappear.
And not just any classroom. Professor McGonagall's classroom.
You could hear someone approaching. Whoever it was walked quickly, their footsteps clicking purposefully against stone. You'd recognise those footsteps anywhere.
"Regulus!" You said, voice slightly more panicked. "It's her! She's coming!"
He whirled around, a triumphant smirk on his face. Behind him, you saw that the door to Professor McGonagall's classroom had disappeared.
You didn't have time to register anything else before Regulus pulled you down the hallway, quickly around a corner, and pushed you into an unassuming broom cupboard, closing the door behind the pair of you.
Your back was pressed into a broom rack. A sliver of light under the door illuminated the closet just enough for you to make out a few shadows. Next to you, Regulus let out a whispery laugh. You couldn't help but grin back at him, though you weren't sure he could see.
"What in the- Ooh I don't have time for this." Came McGonagall's voice.
Suddenly, a pair of cool hands came to rest on your hips. You sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation.
Standing behind you, Regulus whispered, "Shhh, dove. Wouldn't want to get caught, would we?"
You could feel him smirking as he lowered his head and began peppering kisses down your neck. His hands began to wander, one tracing along your collarbone and the other lifting the hem of your skirt.
"Reg-" You began, but paused as he found the buttons of your blouse, deftly unbuttoning it so he'd have better access. His long fingers swept under the top of your bra. Instinctively, you flattened your back against his chest and he bit at your ear.
"Do you like that, little dove?" He asked teasingly.
You could only nod as his fingers twisted around your nipple.
Outside in the hallway, Professor McGonagall's pacing footsteps grew louder and you could hear her muttering to herself as she undoubtedly looked for the culprit.
Regulus pushed your skirt up around your waist and pulled your underwear to the side. "Hmmm. So wet for me already, aren't you my dove?" He hummed in your ear, and you suppressed a moan at his words. "That's right my darling. You'd best stay quiet now. Wouldn't want to get caught now, would we?"
And with that, Regulus slid a finger inside you. You bit your lip to stop yourself from whimpering. His pace was merciless, one finger pumping in and out of your pussy while his thumb circled your clit.
He wrapped a gentle hand around your throat as your legs began to shake uncontrollably, whispering in your ear again, "Shhh."
As if you needed the reminder. Being caught by McGonagall would be one thing, but to be caught by McGonagall like this? You'd never live it down.
Regulus added a second finger to your cunt, and pressed so hard on your clit you swore your vision went white. He removed his hand from your throat, wrapping his arm around your waist instead, holding you up.
"Just like that." He whispered, "Just like that, dove. Come on my fingers like a good girl."
It pushed you over the edge, and he knew it, continuing to pump his fingers in and out as you came down from your high.
"Such a good girl for me," He said again, smoothing your skirt back down over your thighs.
You turned to face him and he pulled you into a deep kiss. You could just barely taste yourself on his tongue.
You pulled away as McGonagall's footsteps finally receded down the hallway. "Next time, Regulus," you said, "you'll be the lookout."
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