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biancadjarin · 11 months

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18+ !!!

pairing: gross!stepbrother!eddie x stepsister!reader

a/n: I love Eddie so much, I’d let him do whatever he wants, even if he hasn’t showered in a couple days🤭🥰🤭🥰🤭🥰

“Yeah, come in.” Eddie calls from the other side of his door. You push it open and close it behind you, the rank smell of weed and dirty boy wafting into your face. Eddie’s spread out on his unmade bed smoking a joint. His hair is frizzy and his face looks greasy. He’s shirtless, pair of loose gray sweatpants hung low on his hips. His room is a total mess, old bags of chips and empty beer cans strewn about.

You grimace. “Ugh Eddie, why are you such a pig? Your room is a mess!” You whine. He chuckles as he ashes the end of his joint into the ashtray on his bedside table. “Uh oh, my room isn’t up to the perfect princess’s standards, someone call the police.” He says sarcastically with an eyeroll. You shake your head as you stand beside his bed with your arms crossed. “Oh I should call the cops on you. Bet they’d love to do a thorough search in here. Or in your van.” You eye the metal lunchbox in the corner of Eddie’s room that houses his various drugs that he sells.

“Mmm I have a pair of handcuffs in here somewhere if you wanna arrest me.” He winks as he sits up and swings his legs over the edge of the bed to straddle yours. He lets his fingers curl around the back of your thighs and pulls you close to him, puppy dog eyes looking up at you sleepily. His pale chest is begging to be caressed by your fingers but you resist the urge. He passes you the joint but you wave him off. He puts it out in the ashtray. “You should really smoke with me one time, sweetheart. Maybe it’d loosen you up a bit.” He says as he grabs your hips and wiggles them, as if he could loosen the tightness in your demeanor. Your hair is in loose braids, ribbons tied into bows at the ends. “I like your hair like this.” He whispers as he reaches up to twirl one of them around his fingers. “Did you get all pretty just f’me?” He asks.

You pull your hair out of his calloused fingers with a scoff. You actually did get pretty just for Eddie, spending extra time primping and getting ready when Eddie clearly hasn’t even showered yet today. “You wish.” You say as you look down at him with sultry eyes and pouty lips. You know exactly how Eddie likes to be talked to and looked at and right now, the weed has his mind numb but his body is buzzing and all he can think about is exploring every inch of his sweet stepsister.

He scoots ever closer, the inside of his thighs caging in your legs, and leans up to kiss you but you squeak and lean away. “You’re all dirty, Eds. S’yucky.” “Yucky?” He repeats mockingly as he looks down at his lap, confused. You let your eyes dance over the inky tattoos on his arms and you feel your panties start to get damp. You pout and nod with a furrowed brow.

He exhales through his nose, shaking his head standing abruptly to pull you into his armpit. “If I’m so yucky, what are you doing here? You came to my room, princess. You can go if you want. Don’t let the door hit your sweet little ass on the way out.” He releases you with a quick spank and shove towards his bedroom door.

You let out a deep exhale and shake your head. Admitting defeat. “I don’t wanna go.. sorry.” You say as you walk back over to Eddie’s bed and sit down. The dainty gold necklace around your neck catches the light as your chest rises and falls with your breaths. Eddie’s eyes fall to your cleavage and he smiles wolfishly, scooting close to you. “Good. Cause I don’t want you to go either.”

Eddie’s hand comes up to caress your cheek soothingly before grabbing your face tightly, his fingers curling into the soft skin. “Say you’re sorry again.” He demands. “I-I’m sorry, Eddie, please. I didn’t mean it!” You say through a forced pout.

He nods and bites his lower lip, eyes scanning your face, to your heaving chest and down to your soft, smooth thighs. Eddie pulls your face that he’s still squeezing to his and licks into your mouth, forcing his tongue in and intertwining it with yours. This isn’t the first time you’ve kissed but it still makes your brain fill with static. No thoughts besides how his mouth feels moving with yours. He pulls back, “You wanna see yucky?” He asks with a devious smile. “Open your mouth.” He demands as his fingers maneuver your jaw. You do as your told and a warm wad of spit lands partially in your mouth, partially across your face. You whimper softly as his hands release your face and grab your waist instead, twisting your body towards his. The bulge in his sweatpants twitches awake, blood rushing to fill his aching cock.

You swallow what he gives you and he runs his tongue over his teeth, smiling at your reaction. “You liked that didn’t you, sis? Always acting so perfect and proper. I’ll make you wish you never called me yucky.”

Eddie grabs your hand and forces it down his sweatpants. He’s not wearing underwear and you’re immediately touching his warm, veiny erection. It feels a little wet too, who knows if it’s sweat or precum. Or both. He sucks in a breath through his teeth. “Shit your little hands are so cold.” He says angrily. His eyes close and the muscles in his thighs flex. “So fuckin’ soft too.” He breathes out as he uses his palm to control your hand. The stubble of Eddie’s pubic hair scratches your hand as you jerk him off. “Ahh yeah baby. Just like that fuck. Been dreaming about fucking you since I moved into this house. And I see how you look at me. When you walked in on me getting out of the shower last week. You couldn’t look away.” He says as he kisses you again. Slow and deliberate.

“Or that time you saw Chrissy sucking my dick in the front seat of my van. You were jealous weren’t you?” He asks teasingly. You shake your head no but you were. Extremely jealous. He laughs at you, not believing you. “You know what? Why don’t you give it a try? Maybe you’ll be even better than that stuck up cheerleader.” He pulls your hand out of his pants and lays back onto his bed with his arms stretched behind his head. He raises his eyebrows at you as if to say “Go ahead.”

You pull his pants down his thighs and he smiles as his eyes flutter shut. You can smell his manly musk immediately. It makes you hesitate for a moment but your want to satisfy him takes over. Your left hand grabs his balls as your right one curls around his shaft, your tongue coming out to lave at the tip. “I like a little bit of teasing, princess, start nice and slo-oh fuck.” He winces as you wrap your lips around his tip and suck your way down to his base in one motion.

“Or you can do that. Shit. You’ve done this before?” You look up at him angelically and continue to bob your head until you release him with a pop. “Just watched a lot of adult movies is all.” You say with a shrug. His eyebrows shoot to under his bangs. “You’ve? Ughhh.” His thought is cut off when your lips press kisses to the loose skin of his balls. You wrap your lips around one at a time, loving the salty tang taste on your tongue. “That’s my good girl.” Eddie gasps. “Lick my nuts just like that baby. You like how they taste?” He asks with a grin. “Maybe I’m not so yucky after all. You seem to like it.”

You moan as you switch back to his cock, letting it flop against your cheek and lips before guiding it back into your warm mouth. Eddie groans as he watches you, orgasm creeping up too quickly on him. You dribble a line of spit from above, letting it dance down the underside of his cock before you start to rub it with a rhythmic twist to your wrist.

“Mhph that’s so good, baby, you’re so good. Gonna make me cum so fast, shit.” Eddie says as the heels of his palms push against his eyes. He’s moaning softly as you jerk him off faster, faster, faster. His hand grabs the back of your head harshly and pushes your face down onto his lap with a groan as he cums. Shoots his thick, milky load down your throat as you sputter and struggle to breathe.

He releases your head with a laugh as you swallow his salty spend. “Definitely better than Chrissy.” He says as his eyes stare up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with his quick breaths. You roll your eyes and get up, thoroughly embarrassed by the whole interaction. “Wait,” Eddie calls out as you make your way towards the door. “I think I need a shower now. Wanna join me?”

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singmyaubade · 2 years

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goodnight cherry

| synosis: your stepbrother eddie can't get enough of you.

| stepbrother!eddie x y/n

| warning: NONCON, pure smut, cursing, stepcest, etc..

before you read, this does feature NONCON, i am not responsible for what you read further on !

you were watching a movie on the couch, doing nothing really. it was quite lonely in the house without your parents, only your stepbrother was present but you hadn't really seen him all day until he walked through the door,

"y/n!" he yelled.

you were already nervous, it's not that you actually disliked his personality or how he present him, it's just how he acted towards you.

he always tried touching you or groping you for no reason, you didn't like a single bit of it, you just wish he would stop whatever he was attempting to do.

"in here." you said, still paying attention to your movie.

"aren't i glad to see you?" he panted, sounding like he ran thirty blocks.

"glad to see you too eddie." you nervously replied.

"whatcha watching?" he asked, sitting next to you.

you cleared your throat, scooting a bit, "oh just a rom-com, it's stupid." you laughed, trying to clear any tension.

"i'm sure it is." he said, eyeing you up and down, "you don't mind if i watch with you, do you?" he asked.

"actually i was gonna head upstairs-" you started replying, looking at him.

"you don't want to watch a movie with me?" he asked, pouting at you.

"it's not that, i'm just a bit tired." you said.

"please just stay for the rest of the movie." he begged.

"but eddie-" you frowned.

"please." he gave you puppy dog eyes as you sighed.

"okay, just for the rest of the movie." you said, cursing yourself for being a pushover as eddie looked excited.

after thirty minutes of the movie, you began growing extremely tired, nodding off. eddie seemed to notice that almost immediately as you drifted into a deep sleep a few minutes later.

"y/n." eddie whispered, poking you but you were already far gone.

he started caressing your legs as you coughed a little bit causing him to panic for a second.

he started moving towards you, opening your legs from their closed state as he started massaging your clothed pussy.

you moaned a bit in your sleep as eddie watched you intently. he moved towards your lips, giving generous pecks as he massaged your clit.

he began taking off your shorts and panties, kissing you more as you were unresponsive, sticking his tongue inside your mouth, he could swear you tasted like cherry.

he took off your shorts and panties, touching your exposed clit. you were so wet and it was making eddie harder as he sank down to your cunt and started sucking on it.

you moaned as eddie ate you out so rough that it was unbelievable that you were still asleep.

he lifted up your shirt, massing your tits and moving from your cunt to your nipples, sucking on them vigorously as they hardened.

your mouth agaped at all of the pleasure you were receiving which made eddie admire your beauty.

"so fucking pretty." he complimented, sucking your nipples.

he unbuckled his belt with a click, pulling himself out and stroking his cock as he lined up to your entrance.

he pushed inside of you as he groaned while you twitched in your sleep, "so fucking tight, holy shit."

he pounded into you, going slow because he didn't want to hurt you but you felt so good.

he had wished you were awake and screaming for his name but he knew it was too dangerous and just feeling you was enough.

he started pounding harder into you as you moaned harder, not being able to handle the pleasure. he kissed your lips while fucking you, suppressing your moans.

he began feeling you were about to orgasm as you twitched around you, clenching him harder as you came.

"i'm coming, shit." he said as he pulled out, coming on your stomach.

he situated himself, pulling up his pants from around his ankles and putting your panties and shorts back on you.

you awoke the next day in bed, your cunt puffy and red aching.

you walked downstairs to greet your parents as you approached eddie, "how did i get upstairs last night?" you asked, yawning.

"oh i just carried you up." he replied.

"oh thanks eddie." you smiled.

maybe he wasn't all that bad after all.

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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Stepbro!eddie who hates your pretty little boyfriend Steve, but fucks you every night when Steve’s not allowed there. This especially if Steve thought you were still a virgin

content warning: stepcest

“It doesn’t count," he grunts, pounding into you, "if it’s your brother." His hair is tied back in a lazy bun that resembles a ponytail after so many pieces had fallen out due to his pace.

You whine and sob, "but Steve..."

Eddie groans, squeezing your hips angrily. "What about Steve," he grits.

"S'gonna be so angry,"

"I told you it doesn't fuckin' count," he leans in closer to your face. Your noses brush and your eyes are filled with lust and guilt. "I thought you wanted us to bond. Your mommy told you to make an effort, no?"

You nod, "but-"

"This is the only way to do it. Don't start acting like you don't like it now, sis. Or I'll show your pathetic boyfriend how you cry for me when I fuck you."

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ohlovxr · 1 year

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just imagined step bro Eddie pulling you into a closet and covering your mouth before fucking the shit out of you. the closeness, risk of being caught and the heat from your bodies and ragged breaths egging you on more. Eddie taking his hand off your mouth when he feels you tighten around his dick and sucking on your neck, purposely challenging your ability to remain silent as he pounds you to orgasm. by the time you're done, he has to practically carry you back to your room since your legs are so sensitive from his brutal fucking and the many orgasms he gave you that's mixed with a few of his creampies ;). when your mom asks about the marks on your neck the next day, you lie and say they're from the curling iron (while trying to resist looking at Eddie who's smirking at you and eyeing your body again). you practically almost die when Eddie stands and you see your panties from the night before (that was soaked with both of your juices) hanging out of his pocket where his bandana usually is 🖤🖤🖤

shut the fuck upppp omg he’s gross and keeps that soaked underwear to smell you + use it to stroke his cock for when he’s jerking off the next day

since we’re sharing stepbro!eddie thoughts (and bc you brought up cream pies hehe), just thinking about the nights that your parents are out on dates or whatever…

he def keeps you confined to your bed the whole time so he can keep fucking his cum into you :)) it’s rounds and rounds of sex that he wouldn’t be able to have with you had anyone else been in the house. he literally does it, not only bc you get so pretty n dumb when you’re all fucked out but, bc he’s gross and likes the feeling of your full cunt around his cock when he slides back in + the squelching sound your pussy makes, bc you’re just so wet n full, when he’s sliding himself in n out

#on a sweeter note - you guys def bond and talk a lot between those rounds #it’s the only time you’re not actively fighting or teasing each other or anything #hehe #eddie munson x reader #notsfw #stepbrother!eddie #tw stepcest #dark fic

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ameliora-j · 2 years

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been thinkin about modern!stepbrother!eddie au where your his innocent lil step sis and youre just innocently playing on the nintendo switch while eddie sneaks up behind you and starts feeling you up:(

i want eddie to feel me up so bed 😩 groping and squeezing your tits, roughly pinching your nipples emdisme

#nani’s angels 👼🏽#fanmail 💌#nsfw.nani #dark.nani #stepbrother!eddie

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diaryofaprettyprincess · 1 year

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i love your eddie works so much holy shit ?? could u maybe do one where innocent!reader gets her first bf & perv!stepbrother!eddie gets all mad & jealous and manipulates her into breaking up w him? + smut if it’s okay 🫶🏻 u can add anything & go as dark as u want tbh i don’t really have any limits

note: this was from a while ago im so sorry !! i hope you enjoy though hehe also sorry this is kinda bad LKDSJ

warnings: reader called eddie daddy once, stepcest, dark!eddie, dark material, penetration, smut, innocent!reader, kinda pervy eddie, stepbro!eddie munson, jealousy, threats, once again..DARK MATERIALLLLL if you dont like it, dont read it babe <3, pet names, reader's body type is kinda mentioned ('tiny' but i meant it referring to height), 6'4 eddie, shorter reader

just imagining when he finally meets your boyfriend.. (your mom and uncle wayne have already met him, and are out for their anniversary when eddie meets him).

eddie's all grumpy, smoking a cigarette and face to face with your boyfriend when your he puts out his hand for eddie to shake. eddie just grimaces slightly, blowing cigarette smoke in your boyfriend's face before knocking shoulders with him forcefully when he walks away to sit on the sofa, resting his combat-boot-cladded-feet on the coffee table; flicking the cigarette ashes towards your boyfriend--Tommy...

it's quiet and tense before you decide to break the silence, biting your bottom, glossed lip nervously; watching eddie stare daggers at Tommy as he takes a seat on the chair in front of the metal head that is lounging on the couch.

"i-I think i'm gonna get a water," ur voice is soft as ur eyes track ur stepbrother's actions--his body is laid back and relaxed, but his face is pointed and mean, eyes squinted slightly as though he is analyzing your nervous lover. "u-uhm..T-tommy would you like one?" you play with the hem of your floral sundress anxiously.

your boyfriend nods, thanking you and gulping slightly as he throws eddie a nervous chuckle--albiet lacking any actual humor.

with haste, you walk quickly to the kitchen.

eddie inspects tommy.

'jesus christ,' he thinks as he watches your apprehensive boyfriend's khaki-cladded leg bounce up and down rapidly. 'what the fuck does she see in this prick?'

eddie stays in his mind for a bit, anger coiling in his chest as he tightens his fist, his rings taut against his fingers as he takes another drag from his cigarette.

"s-so i uhm, i heard your in a band..pretty successful--i-i mean ur sister--"

"step sister," eddie corrects, and tommy watches as he takes his feet off of the coffee table, leaning forward as he flicks the excess ashes of the smoke once again towards the uneasy highschool boy before taking one last drag and then putting the cigarette out on the coffee table.

"r-right stepsister--she uhm, she said that it's getting pretty successful--ur band, i mean," tommy smiles nervously, clearing his throat. "uh, what's ur band called?"

"corroded coffin." your irritated stepbrother gravels. he's short with his answers, and tommy can tell he doesn't want to talk anymore. your boyfriend sighs through his nose with a pressed smile hinted on his lips before quickly glancing off to the side to silently pray that you are on your way back. thankfully, you are, with a bright smile and a small giggle to accompany you--along with the two glasses of water of course.

u stop in front of where eddie is sitting as your boyfriend stands, thanking you for the water and chugging it down, wiping his mouth off and setting it back down on the coffee table as you giggle airily, confused.

"dry throat." he tries to explain, clearing his throat again. no way is he going to admit your brother--or, step brother is scaring the ever living shit out of him. (even though it is blatantly obvious(..to everyone but yourself..))

before you can say anything eddie places his tattooed, ringed fingers under the cusp of your ass under your dress, gently running his fingers in a small pattern on the soft skin. "baby," he speaks, getting your attention immediately as your boyfriend stands there awkwardly. "d'you think you could get me some water too? it'd give me more time to have a little chat with tommy here."

tommy can't believe it! the way eddie changes his tone of voice so quickly. with you it was so soft and kind--so gentle and incredibly sacchrine. and what's with his hand up your skirt?

"sure, eddie!" you turn to tommy, excited. they must be getting along! "i'll be right back 'n then we can go, okay?"

when you leave and it's just tommy and eddie again, your stepbrother stands up, his height towering over your boyfriend's. he looks behind him to make sure you aren't near before curling his fingers slightly, a small c'mere floating from his lips.

tommy moves foward.

"look, man, i know we just met, but my stepsister means the world to me, okay? so 'm gonna give you a little advice," any hint of a lightness to eddie's voice--or his eyes dissappears in that moment, and tommy is very aware of how eddie's ringed hand is squeezing his shoulder--he can feel an anger that he's very scared of. "you do fucking anything to upset her, take advantage of her-- whatever the fuck it is, and i will fucking kill you. understand, thomas? she's too fuckin' kind and naiive to deal with douchebags like you..but because i'm feeling nicer today, i'm gonna give you a warning. if you use her--fuck her or kiss her, whatever--i'll find out, and i'll fuckin' slit your throat. we clear?" he growls as your boyfriend nods vehemently-- eddie's left hand squeezing your boyfriend's shoulder harshly before letting go as you walk in, a small smile flashing on your stepbrother's face as he thanks you, bending down lower and kissing your cheek as he wraps you up in an embrace, your head on his chest.

and because of how ' kind and naiive ' you are, you don't notice the way your boyfriend looks as though he's seen a ghost, his body stiff and uncomfortable.

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OK NOW..

one night eddie is painting your toes a baby pink as you lie on his bed, admiring your freshly painted finger nails. eddie had gotten good at painting nails ever since you taught him how to do his own.

when he's finished, he kisses the top of your foot before delicately placing it back on his bed.

the metal head admires your soft features for a moment before speaking.

"sweetheart," he calls gingerly, "can i talk to you about something?"

you nod, a soft smile on your freshly glossed lips that smelt of cherries.

eddie gets off of his bed, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it as he speaks. "it's about that damn boyfriend of yours.."

your ears perk up at that as you sit up further. "what about him, eds?"

eddie blows out a silver river of smoke from his lips before deciding to put the butt out on his dresser. "well, you see baby, i don't like him very much."

you frown sadly, you thought your stepbrother liked him! or at least tolerated him..

eddie walks over, brushing some hair behind your ears. "why not, eds?"

"well, honey," he scoffs, squishing your cheeks together with his hand before kissing your forced pout and letting go, tattooed hand smoothing over your cheek. "he wouldn't treat you right..you trust me, don't you?"

you nod again, how could he ask such a thing?!

"'f course i do! I trust you more than anyone!"

the metal head smiles gently, eyes soft and kind as his thumb quirks over your bottom lip. "good, princess..that's good. cuz that means i know a lot more about things than you do..your cute little head sometimes doesn't understand stuff, now does it, puppy? you need someone to watch out for you, hm?"

you smile shyly, cheeks glowing a soft pink--flustered as you look down. eddie notices, because--of course he does. "no need to be embarrassed, princess, y'know that.." his voice is soft and alluring as you lean into his touch further, giggling bashfully. "yeahh..you know that. 's just i know what's best for you, n trust me when i say that boytoy of yours is a real fuckin' pussy."

you gasp, whining, "eddie, you promised! no more bad words!"

"right, right, i'm sorry, sweetheart. 's just-- i think this guy is not a good person, puppy.. n you don't want to be with someone that's bad for you, do you?"

ironic. but you're too oblivious to realize the ironicy because, well--he's holding you so gently, and he smells so good, and his touch is making your head dizzy and your body tingle!

but you shake your head, a cute little pout adorning your plump lips.

"that's what i thought. so tomorrow," eddie sits down against his headboard, pulling you in close and kissing your head. he wants this to really stick. "tomorrow you break up with him."

"b-but-!" you try to reason. you hate confrontation!

"no buts, princess. tomorrow, okay? do what i say." his voice is more stern now, and you can't help but comply when his fingers play gently with your hair, his lips softly kissing all over your face as you look up at him.

eddie knows he's got you exactly where he wants you.

and truly, he does.

that next day, you break up with tommy, and eddie is the first to hear about it.

he may not be in highschool anymore, but he has people (dustin).

because when you come home from school, both of your parents out, eddie's high on happiness and love (or obsession) (as well as a little weed). he drags you straight to his bedroom, his cock already throbbing to get out of his jeans, his body on fire--and when he kisses your skin, your whole entire body fizzles, sparking into a wildfire-sized flame that suffocates you whole.

you can't get enough of each other, and although you both have done stuff before (eddie was the one to take your virginity), nothing has been like this before. usually, things between you two were always very passionate and intense, but this felt different.

he's needy for you.. and although he has been extremely needy for you ever since he met you, he actually vocalizes it this time.

"y-you're mine, baby," he seethes, eyebrows mimicking yours--upward and eyes filled with desperation as you make small little uh uh uh's. you are incapable of making any other sound. your legs are wrapped around his upper back, and everything is so much and he is so close, his chest pressed against yours, you can't help but softly sob. eddie shushes you, wiping away your tears. "just a little fuckin' crybaby, huh? g-god, i love you. you're all fuckin' mine, princess--awh, fuck-" eddie whines when you tighten around him, and he can tell your close. his balls are filled and ready to be milked but he first meshes his lips messily with yours, spit connecting the two of you for a second before snapping back to each other's lips.

"s-so proud of you, my pure little baby--this fuckin' cunt, god," he whispers, his right hand wrapped gently around your throat as he kisses any place he can get to, sucking on your bottom lip as you hiccup around cute little squeaky moans he can't get enough of. "say you're mine." he groans gently, rutting into you, his bedframe hitting the wall. "s-say it, baby, c'mon, please?"

you can hear how much he needs this. however, it's so hard for you to answer, so you just sniffle, squealing as his thrusts get sloppier. "fuckin--say it! please, please, please, please--"

"'m yours, ed--" you swallow, feeling the sensation of pressure building up in your core. "'m y-yours, eddie," you cry.

eddie laughs through a choked moan, "y-yeah you are, puppy--n-not tommy's, n-not any of the fuckin' l-losers at your school--you're mine."

you squeeze around him again, puckering your lips as you feel closer to your release, "kissie?" you sniffle, eyes glossy and red from your crying.

eddie chuckles and nods, lips quickly pressing against yours, tongues licking desperately at one another--completely unhinged as your body is overtook with its release, numb and vibrating through your veins.

you can't moan.

you can't talk.

your finger nails claw at eddie's back, as you hear a faint, "shit, so beautiful.." but you can barely hear it as it feels as though your ears are clogged with water, a small squeak heard from the back of your throat as your spit drips from your mouth, slowly, like golden honey. you eyes are crossed and your breathing has been stifled by the intensity. this is the longest time you've ever orgasmed, and eddie loves every fucking second. he kisses you gently, his hips slapping against yours as he pounds into your tiny body, his own frame caging you in. he would show you the bulge your tummy makes when his cock hits your sweet spot over and over again, but he knows you are completely gone.

"take it, princess," he mumurs against your lips, his left hand rubbing and slapping your hardened nipples. "take my fuckin' cock, my c-cum--gonna fill you up real nice, hm? wanna be a mommy?"

you tighten at that. back arched and pressed against eddie's tattooed chest.

he cums as he watches how absolutely fucked-out you are, cursing and spurting his warm seed into your cunt for what seems like hours.

you can hear him whisper small, "breathe, baby, breathe"'s to you as you finally gasp, not realizing you had gone a while without oxygen.

immediately, you start crying. not out of sadness or anything bad, just out of love and something you can't quite put your finger on.

"aw, poor thing," eddie shushes, petting your forehead. you clutch onto him as he slowly pulls out, his come spilling from your winking, creamy, hole.

tears fall free from your beautiful eyes as you sniffle, and eddie brings you in closer to him. "e-e-eddie.." you cry softly, voice high and delirious and he can tell you are very far gone. "w-wha's wrong w-with me? feel w-weird.."

eddie smiles, kissing your lips, "nothing's wrong baby, you just came a lot, yeah? so much for your little body to process, sweet girl. you just need a little bit to come down from it, okay? you were so good, baby, daddy's so proud of you, princess." his voice is gentle and sweet; relaxing your still shaking body.

after about ten minutes of eddie kissing your face, chest, and neck, he begins to pull away to go clean you up, but you grip onto his arm, pulling him back. "no," you pout, "w-wan' fingers, please?" you plead, and eddie smiles, "'f course, baby..such a good girl using your manners.." he places his pointer and middle fingers between your red, bitten lips and into your silky mouth, letting you suck on his tattooed fingers as you are pulled into a deep sleep.

you're finally his now.

he has you exactly how he wants you.

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mypoisonedvine · 2 years

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that stepbrother!eddie was TOO GOOD *screams into pillow* — what if he takes the reader to a party (he has to drive her bc he’s meant to watch after her), but then he gets jealous bc she’s wearing a revealing outfit and he parks the car in the middle of the woods and hate f**ks her :))) ahh yess, delicious dark stepbro content right there

warnings: noncon, spanking, unwanted creampie, degradation including misogynistic terms, stepcest obviously, semi public sex

You stared down into your lap, painted nails toying with your black fishnets. It was unusually silent in the van, except of course for his Dio tape playing over the stereo.

"Eddie, where are we going?" you pouted as you realized he was taking a wrong turn.

"We're sure as hell not going where anyone can see you dressed like that."

You self-consciously tugged down the bottom of your black leather skirt, feeling your face heat up. The funny thing was, you'd dressed this way because you wanted to look cool and get Eddie's approval. The look on his face when you glanced over at him didn't seem particularly approving.

The van came to a stop, and you glanced around to see woods in every direction. He opened his door and hopped out, slamming it behind him, which startled you; when he circled the back to open your door, he yanked you out by your wrist. "Get out," he ordered, and you whimpered as you let him pull you forward and slam you against the side of the van.

"Eddie, I'm sorry," you began.

"Don't be," he insisted, his chest pressed to your back which was pushed up against the van. "I'm just gonna make sure you understand something."

"W-what?" you breathed as his hands trailed up your fishnet-covered thighs.

"That if you look like a whore, people are gonna treat you like one."

He yanked your skirt up to expose your ass, and roughly tore a hole in your tights as you whined. "Eddie, I'm sorry, okay?"

"What would our parents think, hm? What would they think if they saw you like this..."

What would they think if they saw you doing this to me?

One hand held the back of your neck, keeping your face pressed against the rusted paint, while the other pulled your hips back a bit. "You know how whores get treated, right, baby?"

You choked on a sob as he yanked your panties down, the cool breeze moving through the forest and blowing against your soaked pussy. You heard his belt opening; you shut your eyes tight. "Just stop, Eddie, this isn't funny," you pleaded quietly.

"Damn right it's not funny," he spat. "Nothing funny at all about my stupid little sister thinking she can dress like a slut without consequences. You know what would've probably happened if I took you to that party? A bunch of random guys would've hit on you, touched you, probably passed you around like a cheap fucking toy. Is that what you want?"

You shook your head.

"So, what did you want?" he wondered.

I wanted you to think I looked cool. "I just wanted to have some fun, Eddie."

"Oh, baby, I think you and I are gonna have a lot of fun together."

You whimpered when you felt his cock poke at your entrance, sliding through your folds teasingly. "Sh-shit, Eddie, what about a condom?"

"What about it?" he purred.

"Y-you can't--"

"I can't... what? I can't bend you over in the woods and teach you your fucking lesson? I can't pound my little sister raw like the whore she is? What can't I do to you right now?"

You choked on your attempt to respond, his hand tightening on the back of your neck.

"I think the better question is, who's gonna stop me?" he smiled.

He slid his cock inside you, groaning as your wetness coated him, ignoring your gurgled yelp of pain and confusion. "E-Eddie," you begged for a little mercy.

When his hips were flush with yours, you heard him sigh. "Hm, fuck," he groaned. "Nice and wet, like any good whore pussy should be."

Gasping, you tried to wiggle your hips away to keep him from going so deep, but didn't manage much with him holding your hips like that.

"Fuck, keep doing that," he breathed, "you get tighter when you fight it."

He pushed his cock as deep as it could go before beginning to properly fuck you, moaning loudly as you quietly cried. "I-I'm sorry," you choked out one more time.

"I know, baby, I know," he cooed, dripping with faux sympathy. "And you know what? Your sorry ass is gonna be bruised up and used up by the time I'm done with you, and I think you're gonna like it."

He gave you a hard spank and you jolted. He did it again, and again, and again until you sniffled and cried for him. "Y-you're hurting me," you informed him in a week and pathetic voice.

"Good," he grunted. "Maybe you'll remember your lesson this way."

He moaned through his teeth after another impact landed on your ass.

"I like the way your hole squeezes me when I do that," he explained. "If you don't want me to keep doing it, you shouldn't make it feel so good."

You were trying not to tense up inside each time he hit you, but you couldn't help it. It was even worse when he spanked your thighs.

"Shit," he groaned, "my sister's got the sweetest fucking pussy-- so tight and sensitive, baby, I can tell you're gonna like the way I fuck you. I'm gonna stretch you open, hm? That's what you really wanted, isn't it?"

He didn't give you a chance to answer, holding your waist tight in both hands and beginning to fuck you ruthlessly. The sounds of skin on skin, of his belt jingling from each thrust, and most of all, your loud cries, filled the empty woods.

"Tell me this is what you wanted," he ordered.

"No, Eddie, I--"

Another hard spank set you straight, making your toes curl inside your heels. "Try again, baby."

"I -- I wanted this!" you shouted. "I wanted you to fuck me, Eddie..."

"I know, sweetheart," he breathed, "I know, I wanted to fuck you, too. I've been thinking about it for so long... been thinking about how this needy pussy can only be satisfied by your big brother's dick."

Choking on a shaky moan, you resigned yourself to it, shutting your eyes tightly and pressing your hands up against the van to try to keep yourself stable. His fingers dug deeper into your waist, only taking a break to give you seemingly-unprovoked smacks on your ass or to tug your hair back.

"Baby, you're dripping," he informed you with a light chuckle. "Can you feel it? Can you hear it?"

Yes, you could do both: your back kept arching deeper and you felt your own arousal running down your thighs. There was a filthy squelching sound echoing around the woods, and up until now, you'd been successfully pretending that it wasn't coming from you.

"Not sure how long I can last with you soaking me like this, baby," he purred. "Bet you want it all nice and deep, huh?"

You didn't quite realize what he meant, at first.

"Come on, baby," he taunted with another spank, "tell me you want my come deep inside you."

A sob tore out of your throat and you picked up your fight again, hoping you could somehow get away just long enough...

"Stop fucking moving," he grunted, "I'm close."

"Please pull out," you begged, "please don't come inside me, don't come inside me, Eddie..."

"How the fuck am I supposed to pull out of a cunt like this?" he grinned. "You keep squeezing me tighter, sweetheart, I just know this pussy wants to milk my dick. Doesn't it, baby?"

You were only doing that because you were about to come, and you couldn't help it.

"I know you want your step brother to fill your little hole, sweetheart, just admit it," he laughed, although a second later all the playfulness was suddenly gone from his voice. "Fuckin' say it, bitch."

"I want you to," you choked out. "I want you to-- f-fill me up."

"You want who to fill you up?" he pressed.

"My... uh," you stalled. "My step brother." You put as much emphasis on the step as you could, but it didn't make it feel any less wrong.

"I know, baby," he panted, "m'gonna. I will, I'm so close-- fuck!"

A jolt ran up your spine, you knew you couldn't hold it back anymore; the best you could do was try not to make it too obvious. You whined through your teeth, legs shaking, and fought to stay upright as ecstasy tore through you.

"Oh, you really needed this," he taunted in a rough voice, "really needed me to fuck you, huh? God, I'm about to give you so much fuckin' come... say please, baby."

"P-please," you gasped, and that was all he needed because the very next moment, he groaned loudly and lost control of his thrusts. When he stilled, you could feel his cock flexing, and you sighed as your head dropped limply between your shoulders.

He eventually caught his breath, and groaned as he lifted the upper half of your body up towards him; he hugged your back into his chest, pressing his smile against your neck. "Should've known this would happen when you put that skirt on, baby," he cooed, kissing your shoulder. You both winced slightly when he slipped his cock out, and you knew you would be sore for at least a week after this.

You sniffled, wiping the tears off your jaw, as he helped you pull your panties back up and get your skirt down.

"There you go," he mumbled, offering you a reassuring smile as you tried to collect yourself. Just when you thought he'd put you back in the van, he guided you with a hand on yours towards the other side of the trees.

Of course, you hadn't noticed where you really were. Just a few steps past the treeline, you saw a crowd of your classmates, cups in hand, staring at the two of you. Your stomach dropped and you felt a little light-headed.

"Guess we weren't that far from the party after all," Eddie grinned. "You still wanted to go, didn't you?"

Your tights were ripped, your skirt was too short to hide his come running down your thighs, your face was striped with mascara tears; Eddie slipped his arm around your shoulders and guided you to walk with him.

"People are staring," you whispered to him.

"They probably heard you, silly," he laughed as he pulled you in for a kiss on the cheek.

"C-can we just go home?" you pleaded.

"Aw, come on, you've been begging me to take you to this party all week!" he reminded you, dragging you along through the field. "We should make sure to say hello to everyone."

#stepbrother!eddie munson x reader #dark!eddie munson x reader #dark!eddie munson smut

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kennahjune · 4 months

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Another Gareth and Steve Idea

I’ve mentioned before my idea of step-brothers Steve and Gareth.

This is another one of those.

Steve and Gareth who— after their parents finally marry— move to Hawkins Indiana just in time for Steve’s Senior year of high school.

Steve’s not at all happy about it but he tries to keep the brooding to a minimum. His anger issues tend to spark up Gareth’s anger issues which would just make everything worse.

So Steve deals. It’s fine. It’s Gareth’s Freshman year, and he himself isn’t to happy about starting in Hawkins. But it’s whatever, not like he had any friends back in (insert wherever Tf it was they moved from).

Except when they start at Hawkins nobody knows they’re brothers. Gareth kept the Emerson last name in honor of his late mother and Steve’s last name remains Harrington from before his mom and dads divorce when he was 12.

Not to mention that they immediately run in different social circles.

Well— they try to.

Steve isn’t too good about sticking to a circle. Sometimes he’s hanging out with the “nerds” others he’s hanging out with the band kids. He’s often found talking with the cheerleaders in the halls and the jocks and popular crew at lunch. But he doesn’t seem to have any trouble talking to just about everyone.

Gareth goes on to meet Eddie and Jeff. He shares a few classes with Jeff, even though he’s in the year above. He starts running with the freaks of the school and he quickly becomes a target for bullies.

Steve doesn’t know Gareth’s being bullied until later, when he hears some of the jocks he sits with at lunch laughing about him.

Idk where I was going with this.

The jocks end up going home early in the nurses office.

Eddie and Jeff and Brian are all very skeptical about Steve and Gareth finds it hilarious to no ends.

“Steve? Who cried over a dead bird in the road literally last week?”

The guys don’t know they’re brothers. And it’s not like Gareth is keeping it from them or anything, it’s just never quite come up.

They both manage to get over half way through the year before Steve finally meets Hellfire.

The drama club room is being used the night of Hellfire so Gareth offers up his place because his parents won’t be home, only his older brother.

The guys come over and it’s Steve who opens the door.

They’re fully convinced they have the wrong house until Steve’s like “oh yeah that Dorks and Dumbasses game with Gare, right?”

And that’s when everyone finds out they’re brothers.

Steve and Gareth had no idea that they had no idea that they were brothers. They thought everyone knew???

Apparently, nobody in the school knows.

Idk where this continues but uh— eventual Steddie!!

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #gareth emerson #jeff from hellfire #the dude i named brian #gareth and steve being stepbrothers #I need their sibling rivalry #steve harrington gets good parents #eventual steddie #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #no upside down au #but still 80s #the kids come in eventually yes

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elliewlums · 2 years

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for your consideration; stepbrother eddie teaching innocent reader to smoke... he has her sit in his lap so he can hold the joint for her... many thoughts

yummmmm so many thoughts😋💋

content warnings: stepcest, fem!reader, eddie n reader make out, suggestive themes but no smut, eddie n reader smoke weed, innocent!reader, sort of corruption kink

“you want me to teach you?” eddie asks amusedly, lit joint between his fingers as he lazily spreads himself across the couch. your parents are away for the weekend and eddie has taken the opportunity to smoke in the living room instead of his usual favourite spot of the basement.

you nod sheepishly at his question, twiddling your thumbs and gazing at your feet. he can sense your anxiety and beckons you close. you follow his every move like a puppy.

“c’mere, then. can’t do it if you’re all the way over there.” his voice is playful, chiding, and you breathe a soft sigh, moving to squeeze next to him on the couch; before you can even think about sitting, his ring clad fingers are firmly around your waist and you’re in his lap.

“eddie! i- we can’t. this is wrong, right?” you know it’s wrong to have feelings - lustful, romantic feelings - about your stepbrother, but when he’s right there, holding you tight as though maybe he reciprocates those forbidden feelings, you’re not sure you can find it in yourself to care. the strong smell of weed wafts up your nostrils and you scrunch your nose, wiping a sleeved hand over your face.

“no, this isn’t wrong. after all, i’m your brother now. i’m s’posed to take care of ya, sweetness.” you shudder at the word brother. you’ve never viewed eddie as family, not really. maybe it’s your love towards him that’s talking, but you love him in a way you’re absolutely not supposed to love family.

“stepbrother, eddie,” you murmur, hooking your arm through his.

“yeah, yeah.” he holds the joint up to your slightly parted lips, encouraging you to close your mouth around it. you follow his instruction and inhale the smoke; your uncomfortable expression makes him laugh. “now inhale, right down to your chest, alright? that’s it, you got it. and now breathe out.”

you carry on like that for a while, eddie alternating between smoking and then holding it for you as you take a hit. the drug works quickly and seems to make you needy— you’re all over eddie, nose nuzzling his neck, eyelashes fluttering against his skin. he’s in heaven.

“y’okay?” he asks softly, a hand on your head. you nod, smiling dazedly. your vision is a little hazy and you’re completely fixated on eddie. “alright, baby.” he’s cooing and it only makes your lovesick expression grow tenfold.

“don’t think ‘m s’posed to love you the way i do, ed,” you mumble, pushing your arms beneath his.

“no?”

“nuh uh. you’re pretty.”

“shh, shh,” he soothes, sitting up to cradle your jaw in his broad hand. “you wanna kiss me?”

“y-yeah,” you hiccup. “wanna kiss you all over. you make me feel funny.” eddie grins wolfishly. maybe this was his plan all along, to get you high and clingy. to make you admit your feelings for him.

“alright, hold still. i’m gonna try something and if you don’t like it, you tell me.” his face inches closer to yours, closer still. when he sees nothing but enthusiasm in your gaze, he presses his lips to yours; you gasp into his mouth, hands clutching at his shoulders and neck as you press yourself into him. his mouth smells like weed and cheap beer and his hair tickles your face. you murmur something inaudible as he slips his tongue into your puckered lips, his deft hands and soft, caring touches turning you to putty beneath him.

“eddie…” you whine.

“behave,” he warns, diving in for another open mouthed kiss. it’s sloppy, the way he kisses, all teeth and tongues and spit swapping; your lips feel swollen and when he pulls back, you’re perfectly dazed, lips kiss bitten and eyes half-lidded. you pout. “you want more?” he teases.

“want you,” you manage to breathe out before you’re sliding your hands up his shirt and mouthing at his neck. “please, eddie, please…”

“‘ve got you, fuck,” he curses. “who knew my baby stepsister was such a slut?”

you whine, grabbing for him again. your hands are on his back, face nestled into the juncture of his neck as you bite and suck marks into his skin.

“you’re so mean,” you gripe. he quiets you easily with a nip to your earlobe, another to your jaw, your collarbone, your shoulder.

“i know,” he faux sympathises, mimicking your little pout. “you just sit back and let me take care of you, ‘kay?”

#love letters #tw: stepcest #stepbrother!eddie munson #eddie munson x shy!reader #eddie munson x stepsister!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #ily #dark side of the moon #soft!dark eddie munson #eddie my love

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biancadjarin · 11 months

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♡ Stepbrother Eddie ♡

18+

He’s our horny, pervy, older stepbrother. He’s in his new house with you, Wayne’s married your mom. So he’s comfortable, sometimes too comfortable. And he has his eye on you. Can you resist your new stepbrother? Stories aren’t necessarily in chronological order or meant to be read together, use your imagination!

🤭 Eddie thinks you need an extra hand

😵‍💫 gross/stinky Eddie teaches you a lesson

more coming soon…

stepbrother! Eddie not your thing? Click here for my masterlist with more versions of Eddie 💕

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cherryflavoredbunny · 11 months

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𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐲!𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 “𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭” 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥

📓: 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬: 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭

#🍒🐇#18+ MDNI💌#twitter p♡rn link #eddie munson #eddie munson smut #perv!eddie munson #perv!eddie munson x reader #pervy!eddie munson #pervy!eddie munson x reader #stepbrother!eddie munson #stranger things

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prettybabybaby · 2 years

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ummm… i’m sorry but do u have any other headcanons ab gross!stepbro!eddie bc fuckkkk 😭😭😭 i love him your honor

I love him too >:-( he’s a gem. a dirty, dusty gem that urgently needs cleaning,,,, but a gem nonetheless

¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

¡ stranger things masterlist !

prettybabybaby presents:

gross!stepbro!eddie headcanons…

LIVING ROOM EDITION !

you know this man sits on the couch with his hand in his pants

he’s picking his teeth with one hand and his other hand is shoved down the front of his pants, occasionally giving his bulge a little squeeze when he thinks no one’s watching

he uses that same hand that was in his underwear to reach for your popcorn, his fingers warm to the touch as he brushed your hand and scoops a handful of your snack, shoving it into his mouth before sliding his oily fingers underneath his waistband

AND

he wipes like dust and grease of his chips on the the couch and dusting the crumbs off his shirt

you’re just next to him, watching his shiny lips and his veiny hands run up and down his thighs

but sometimes, just to annoy you, he wipes his fingers on YOUR thigh and your pussy throbs, face heating as he slides his hands up your leg a little too much

when you’re close enough, he uses almost indetectable movements to brush his cock as he stares at your side profile or your feet as raunchy scene plays in the small TV, unaware of your own stare

that’s when your parents are home

but when they’re not…

definitely watches porn in there when your parents are gone

brings his bottle of lotion with him

he also lounges around with no pants on to “air things out”

you try to ignore the way his big balls rest between his thighs as his eyes are trained on the tv, dick twitching as the movie plays

you flush as you walk through the living room, freezing when he turns his head towards you only to find your eyes trained on his stiffening cock

“can you hand me the remote?”

you do, brushing his slippery hands and recoiling quickly rushing to your room

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lightvixxen · 1 year

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Your boyfriend Eddie is pounding into you, your moans bouncing off the walls. Eddie as never gone this hard before but you don’t mind it one bit. Even since you started dating Eddie your stepbrother Steve started hiding in your closet touching himself, Eddie saw him the last two times he was over but was sure until tonight when he physically saw stepbrother!Steve walk into you closet so of course Eddie being Eddie he had to put on a show.

HBDHDBHBKJDBKJJKDKS ANON ILY YESSS!!!! Steve got tired of listening hearing you two fuck through the wall so he decides if he has to hear it might as well see it too<3 and Eddie doesn't care, he likes it actually, knowing your being watched while you have no idea!! Eddie also loves the idea of Steve wishing he was the one fucking you!! Eddie might even let him...as long as your blindfolded and don't know its him<3

#dark!eddie x reader #dark!steve harrington x reader #dark!eddie munson #stepbrother!steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #dark!steddie #dark!steddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader smut #darkvixxen

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ohlovxr · 2 years

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STOPPP ITS CONSUMING MY THOUGHTS,,,, older!stepbro!eddie moving his RV down to the car park for Plausible Deniability just to sneak in your bedroom window in the evening. him eating you out under the duvet in your dimly-lit bedroom, your other pillows and blankets neatly arranged to hide the shape of him laid out below you, his shoulders spreading your thighs wide, wide open the way he likes it. You’re supposedly doing schoolwork. you’ve got your laptop out and everything, the tinny crackle of a bad recording of a lecture you’ve already seen playing unheard in the background, volume cranked up just loud enough to hide the sounds—his mouth on your pussy, his tongue lapping at your clit, his fingers, drenched, moving in-out, in-out, your unsteady breathing and the soft, clipped noises that break from your chest despite how hard you try to suppress them. And you really do try, but with Eddie it’s like he wants it. Like that’s part of what’s in it for him—pushing you to the very edge of your composure— so the more you fight it the harder he pushes you, steadying your hips with one big hand pressed against your belly and dragging the pad of his tongue in rough circles around your oversensitive clit, sucking at it until it’s swollen and puffy and twitching in his mouth every time he hits that sweet spot inside of you with his fingers. Likes to have you biting your knuckles or burying your face in a pillow aHis uncle calls up from the landing wondering if you’ve seen him and you stammer out a wobbly “no, I haven’t, sorry,” and under the covers Eddie’s eyes gleam up at you and his teeth flash in a conspiratorial grin as he grinds the pad of his thumb into your clit and hooks his fingers up against that sensitive spot and it takes everything you have not to cry out. as his uncle’s reply echoes up the stairwell— “oh, the RV’s not in the driveway— he’s probably staying the night with one of the guys from the band. Nevermind, then— sorry to interrupt your studying.”

“‘S okay, don’t— don’t worry about it,” you manage to stammer as the mounting pressure in your belly surges, peaks, your muscles taut and trembling despite how hard you fight to keep try them still— and eddie’s a good stepbro, he knows you, knows when you’re overwhelmed, and so of course he’s right there to smother your cries in a kiss as you cum, shaking, against his hand.

anyway. ur reply to my other au idea was like crack cocaine. i have so many stebro au eddie thoughts but if ur not in the mood for him ion wanna spam u with em. ik how it be sometimes the Moods be Fluctuating

aksjskj omfg

he’s always doing shit that’s bound to get you caught though!! it feels like it’s his thing bc of how much of a shithead he is.

he’s constantly groping you around the house - full on squeezing your ass or your boob when someone looks away for a split second - and literally keeps his hand practically cupping your pussy (that’s how fucking far up he rests it on your thigh) whenever he decides to join dinner.

he also joins you in the shower literally whenever there’s people home just to fuck with you. you’re all panicky when he slips in behind you, asking him “did anyone see you come in? are you fucking crazy?” as he’s literally just grinning to himself and letting his hard cock prod your ass until you get that he’s really not going anywhere and you might as well just bend over n let him fuck you even though someone might fucking hear 🙄

#ik it took me forever to reply to this but now i’m actually in the mood #pls pls pls spam me with stepbro eddie thoughts #eddie munson x reader #notsfw #tw stepcest #stepbrother!eddie #dark fic

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heartbreak-sandwich · 5 months

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💌Red Letters to Nowhere💌

A/N: Chapter 2 is FINALLY here! Thank you for being so patient with me. I've been having a hard time writing the longer winded chapters lately. In Chapter 2, your first day at your new school wasn't as bad as you thought it would be -- that is, until the day ends, and Billy is less than thrilled with your choice of new friends (angst incoming - no other content warnings for this one).

Read on Ao3 ❤️‍🔥 Chapter One 📖 Master List 🌈

💌CHAPTER TWO: Certain Type of People💌

You spit your toothpaste into the sink, rinsing the last of it down the drain, and jumped with a gasp when you straightened back up to see Billy standing behind you in the mirror. He chuckled and patted you lightly on the back before greeting you with sleep still lingering in his voice.

“Morning, new kid.” He smiled as he opened the mirror cabinet and grabbed his own toothbrush, slathering it with a thick line of toothpaste before getting to work, brushing back and forth vigorously, still smirking around his mouthful.

“Morning,” you mumbled, putting your toothbrush back in its spot in the cabinet and closing it, realizing Billy’s sharp, blue eyes still connected with yours in the mirror. “What?” you asked, your cheeks tinting pink at the heat of his stare. Billy just shrugged, still keeping his eye contact until he pushed past you to spit his toothpaste into the sink. You rolled your eyes and left the bathroom, trudging to Max’s room to make sure she was ready to leave for school.

Max was slinging her backpack over her shoulder, her skateboard resting under her opposite arm, and she looked up as you entered her room. You could tell she was nervous even though you were sure she would never admit it out loud.

“You ready?” She gave you a quick nod, and you turned back the way you came, making your way into the kitchen with Max on your heels. You grabbed the three pieces of toast you had prepared before you finished getting ready and handed one to Max who quickly crunched a bite out of it. You both traveled to the living room where your backpack was waiting.

Billy appeared just a moment later in his denim jacket with a cigarette ready between his lips, keys jingling in his hand. You handed him one of the pieces of toast, and he looked at you like you were insane.

“What’s this?” he asked around his cigarette, glaring down at the offering.

“Breakfast,” you answered, crunching a bite out of your own toast. He finally accepted the toast from your outstretched hand, squinting with suspicion at the kind gesture.

“Thanks, I guess,” he mumbled before striding past you and Max to open the front door. He didn’t wait for either of you as he approached his Camaro, quickly sliding into the driver’s seat and starting the engine with a loud roar. “You guys coming or what? We’re going to be late!” Billy was already impatient. That didn’t take long.

You and Max exchanged a puzzled look before you both exited the home, closing the door behind you, and got into Billy’s car. The ride to school was silent with the exception of crunching toast until Billy grumbled.

“God damn, I can hear everybody chewing in this fucking car,” he hissed before pushing a cassette tape into the player and turning the volume up to an earsplitting level, Judas Priest’s You Got Another Thing Coming rattling the speakers as his led foot kicked in, and he sped down the road toward town.

When you reached the Hawkins High parking lot, the three of you got out of the car, and Billy didn’t look back at you or Max as he slammed his door, flicking his cigarette onto the asphalt and strutting toward the front of the building. The ogling eyes of each girl he walked past were so painfully obvious, it almost made you sick to your stomach. The worst part was the arrogance that oozed out of him with every swaggering step he took and every high five and clap on the back he received from the boys that approached him. He loved this.

“Ugh,” Max scoffed.

“Yep,” you said dryly, knowing she had just come to the same conclusion you did. The two of you exchanged a look before meandering toward the front of the building, Max hopping on her skateboard and veering off to the right to find the Hawkins Middle entrance.

After a visit to the office where Janice, the school secretary with way-too-long purple nails, presented you with your class schedule and a scrap of paper with your locker number and combination on it, you managed to find its location without having to ask anyone - thank God. You were busy fighting with your combination lock when you felt someone run into you from the back.

You stumbled forward, dropping the stack of papers Janice had given you as they flowed all over the floor. You immediately felt embarrassment wash over you as you squatted down to collect them, trying to put them back in order, and you noticed a pair of Nike sneakers and bent denim clad knees in front of you. A boy in a green sweater with tall chestnut hair was helping to gather your papers.

“Sorry about that,” he apologized, handing you the remainder of your paperwork. “Tommy doesn’t know when to use his inside manners.” He looked at you with friendly, hazel eyes and a warm, crooked smile. You both stood up at the same time.

“Don’t worry about it,” you finally said quietly, hoping he wouldn’t notice the blush growing on your cheeks. “And thanks.” He nodded, his smile unwavering.

“Anytime.” He held out his hand. “Steve Harrington. You’re new here, right?” You took his hand, giving it a firm shake.

“Yeah, I am. I’m Y/N.” Steve nodded again and looked like he was about to say something more before a boy with short brown hair and freckles appeared at his side and punched him in the shoulder.

“Don’t be rude, Harrington. Are you going to introduce us to your new friend?” Tommy nodded in your direction as a shorter girl with long brown hair and a pink sweater slid out from behind him as he draped his arm over her shoulders. She blew a bubble and popped her gum as she eyed you up and down, waiting for Steve to oblige Tommy’s request.

“Y/N, this is Tommy Hagan and Carol Perkins,” Steve said through a sigh as he gestured to each of them respectively. Before Tommy and Carol could join the conversation, the morning bell rang, and the sea of students started to part in different directions.

“I’ve got to get going,” you told them with a soft wave. “It was nice to meet you guys.”

“See you around!” Steve called after you as you beelined for your first class at the end of the hall. You sucked in a deep breath before entering the classroom, praying the teacher wouldn’t make you stand at the head of the class and introduce yourself.

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By the time lunch rolled around, you were exhausted. You made your way back to your locker to exchange your textbooks for your copy of The Outsiders. You were ready for a break, so you decided to explore outside beyond the football field to find a place to read. On your way outside, you passed by Billy who was standing in a circle of people wearing expensive shoes and letterman’s jackets, all talking loudly about someone named Tina who was hosting a party that Friday. You met his eyes, but only briefly because he quickly looked away to refocus his attention on the conversation in his circle, obviously not wanting to be bothered. Go figure.

Beyond the football field, you found the edge of a seemingly thick forest. Breaking through the line of trees, you walked for a few minutes until you noticed a picnic table in a small clearing. It was a neat little spot, and you wondered what it was doing all the way out here. You didn’t see anyone else around, so you set your backpack down on the table and took a seat at one of the mossy benches, opening your paperback and immediately losing yourself in its pages.

After a few moments, the rustling of leaves startled you. Your head snapped in the direction of the sound to meet the gaze of a pair of friendly, deep brown doe eyes nestled beneath a mess of long, dark, curly hair.

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you,” the man said, holding up a hand. “Are you…here to buy?” You stared at him, perplexed.

“Buy?” You furrowed your brows and continued to stare.

“Or not,” he deduced with a grin. “People don’t usually come all the way out here unless they’re looking for me.”

“Oh,” you responded flatly. “Sorry. I didn’t realize this was somebody’s spot. I just wanted a quiet place to read.”

“During the lunch hour?” He smirked at you and crossed his arms. “Come to think of it, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you before.”

“You haven’t. I just moved here.”

“A month into the school year?” He whistled loudly. “Rough.” He took a seat on the bench across from you, clattering a black lunch box onto the table in front of him. “I’m Eddie.” He held out his hand for you to shake, and you obliged.

“I’m Y/N.” He made surprisingly deep eye contact and smiled as he repeated your name.

“Y/N. Charmed.” You blushed slightly and hoped Eddie didn’t notice, but his grin made it obvious that he did.

You surveyed the patches and pins on his denim vest – Megadeth, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest. His style was different, alternative, and he noticed you eyeing him.

“You like music?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye, clasping his hands together and resting his elbows on the table.

“Sure. I can tell you do, too,” you answered with a cheeky smile.

“Is it that obvious?” He scoffed and looked down at his hands for a moment. “Do you smoke?”

“I never really liked the smell of cigarettes.” You scrunched up your nose at the thought, and Eddie cleared his throat with a chuckle.

“Uh, not that kind of smoke.” A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he waited for you to answer.

“I don’t get it.” Eddie sighed and rolled his eyes.

“Grass? Weed? Do you smoke weed?” You felt embarrassment rise to your cheeks as you responded.

“Oh, right. I have before, but it’s not a regular thing,” you answered, fidgeting with your book on the table.

“Consider it a welcome gift,” Eddie declared, opening his lunch box and handing you a small baggie with a tiny green nugget inside.

“Oh…thanks, I guess.” You gave him a kind smile as you pocketed your baggie and closed your book.

“Don’t mention it.” Eddie closed up his lunchbox and stood up from his bench. “Tragic news on the horizon.”

“What’s that?” Eddie let out a long, exaggerated sigh.

“It’s about time to get back to class.”

“Oh, right A travesty.” You slung your backpack over your shoulder and continued to make small talk with Eddie as you both marched your way back to the school, parting ways when you emerged into the foyer.

What you hadn’t noticed was a pair of blue eyes burning into you from across the parking lot as they watched you walk into the building with Eddie Munson by your side and a smile on your face.

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The rest of the day went relatively smooth, but you were glad to be heading home after so much excitement. Returning to your locker a final time, you collected your study necessities for the night.

“Hey,” a familiar voice greeted as you slammed your locker closed.

“Oh, hi,” you answered. Eddie’s smile widened when you returned his greeting. “I just wanted to ask you –”

“Y/N!” Billy’s voice boomed in the hallway over every other sound, causing passersby to stare in your direction.

“Billy.” Your voice was small. Why was he yelling at you?

“Time to go,” he said flatly, staring daggers into Eddie whose face fell into a frown.

“Sure,” you answered. “Just one second. Eddie wanted to ask me –”

“I’m not your fuckin’ chauffeur. I don’t wait. Let’s go. Now,” Billy demanded, his voice getting louder by the second, hands balling into fists at his sides.

“It’s okay. I’ll catch you tomorrow,” Eddie conceded with a tight lipped smile and a half wave as he hurried in the opposite direction of where Billy stood. You scoffed and glared at Billy before pushing past him and stomping out to the parking lot.

Max was already waiting beside the blue Camaro when you arrived with Billy sauntering behind you with his usual swagger, taking a moment to wave at some girls who were giggling and whispering as they crossed his path. You rolled your eyes and opened the passenger door for Max to get into the back seat before seating yourself and slamming the door closed.

Billy’s mood was icy, and you could practically feel the eggshells under your feet as soon as he sat down.

“Don’t slam my door,” he said flatly, keeping his gaze fixed straight ahead.

“Don’t be a dick to me in front of my friends,” you countered, folding your arms across your chest. “Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson is not your friend.”

“Right. Because you get to decide who my friends are.” You glared out your window, wishing you could be anywhere else when –

“Hey!” Billy grabbed your wrist hard enough to get your attention and held it up as he spoke through gritted teeth, his menacing eyes searing into yours. “There are a certain type of people in this world you stay away from.” Billy’s grip on you tightened, and your eyes brimmed with tears. “And that guy, Y/N,” he seethed, squeezing harder. “That guy is one of them.”

Billy shoved your wrist back into you, and you turned your body to look out your window again. You could see Max’s worried expression in the side view mirror as a tear escaped and ran down your cheek. What the fuck was his problem?

The rest of the drive home was silent, and Billy didn’t utter another word or even look in your direction again until dinner time.

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You were setting the table when he entered the dining room and took his usual seat.

“Smells great, Susan,” he gushed with a sickeningly sweet smile.

“Thank you, Billy,” your mom replied, pressing a hand to her heart. “It’ll be ready in just one second.” She hadn’t stopped talking about how impressed she was with Billy’s manners since she met him. You rolled your eyes at his display. What a kiss ass. You could feel his eyes on you as you finished your task and sat down across the table from him, but you avoided making eye contact.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Billy fidgeted with his knife, tapping and scraping it on his plate before sighing dramatically, tipping his chair backward onto two legs. You finally looked at him, and he was still staring directly at you.

“Did you want something?” You weren’t amused by his method of garnering your attention, and you were even less thrilled with the way he had spoken to you earlier. Billy leaned forward in his chair and rested his hands on the table, speaking in a hushed voice.

“I wanted to say sorry. For earlier.” Your eyebrows shot up in surprise at his apology.

“Okay, I guess. Thanks,” you answered tentatively, your eyes narrowing.

“I just –” he shifted in his seat again and chewed on the inside of his cheek as he chose his words carefully. “I have a reputation to uphold, you know? The pressure is indescribable, but it has its perks. If people see you hanging around with The Freak and they know you’re my –” he stopped as if saying the word “sister” might induce vomiting. “If they know that you live here, and we’re…associated, then I start to take the flack. Do you get what I’m saying?” You nodded slowly and scoffed, looking down at your empty plate.

“I understand what you’re saying, but I think it’s stupid,” you retorted. Billy’s expression didn’t change.

“It might be stupid, but it’s better to be on top than to be one of them,” he said dryly, leaning back in his seat again, looking at you through hooded eyes.

“To each his own.” Billy nodded at your response when your mom piped up from the kitchen.

“Come and get it!” Both of you rose from your seats and parted ways, Billy going towards the kitchen and you heading to Max’s room to tell her dinner was ready.

You poked your head in through Max’s door and rapped on the doorframe.

“Hey,” you said, stepping over the threshold into her room.

“Hi,” she greeted, looking up at you from her bed. You could instantly tell she had something on her mind.

“Dinner’s ready. You okay?” She nodded and looked away from you for a moment before answering fully.

“I just – I didn’t like seeing Billy talk to you like that earlier in the car.” Max locked eyes with you, and you frowned.

“I know. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize. He does.” Max was angry. Injustice never sat well with her, especially when it came to her big sister.

“He did,” you reassured, and her eyes widened in surprise.

“Really?”

“Yep,” you affirmed, nodding slowly. Max was quiet as she processed the unexpected news, and she finally stood up, setting her comic book down on her pillow.

“Didn’t see that one coming.”

“Neither did I,” you agreed.

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