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#oooo more brainless fuck toy for Eddie
roanniom · 1 year
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forearms thoughts: Eddie bracing himself over you with his hands on either side of your head, fucking into you slowly and deeply. You’re so far gone, just moaning unintelligibly and writhing beneath him. You don’t have the energy to kiss him properly but when you tilt your head to the side your lips touches his wrist, his forearm, so you just start sloppily mouthing at his skin there. Eddie laughs above you and teases you for how cock drunk you are- “just need somethin’ in your mouth, princess?”
OH MY ACTUAL FUCKING GOD THIS IS SUPERB.
I also know exactly what that feels like. You are not capable of controlling yourself, just know you have to touch something but you’re so weak from pleasure, so weak you can barely hold on to whatever you’re holding, let alone make an intentional, concerted effort to grab on to a part of him.
So your mouth - which hangs open in a heavy pant - is the next best option. Turning your head, Eddie’s strong forearms are right there. Bracing him and holding him up above you. Giving him that leverage that lets him thrust so slowly and so deep, giving you those exquisite strokes he knows you love so much.
And you love him for knowing what you love, and you love him for giving you what you love. Your brain is fuzzy. Empty, save for cotton and arousal and the humming buzz of EddieEddieEddie repeating over and over like a mantra.
So you’re dropped into your basest form. The need to feel and taste and have. So you press your open mouth against his skin, breathing raggedly in some form of relief that you’ve been able to find this additional point of contact. To lave your tongue over his sweat-salted skin and feel the muscle contract underneath.
You drag your lips side to side, drooling almost as he thrusts another particularly intentional thrust deep into you. You groan against his arm as your eyes roll deep back into your head.
“You still with me, Princess?” Eddie asks above you, humor probably evident in his voice though you’re well beyond the point of comprehension.
You nod absently, lips mashing against his skin with the movement. He laughs.
“That’s it doll. Just lose yourself in it. I’ve got you.”
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