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a/n: This is my first fic on this blog! Eddie is so hot god help me, I blushed madly while writing this. Enjoy~
Eddie had thought about this a lot. Every time you bent over his eyes were glued to your ass. Whenever you leaned over the D&D table his gaze went straight down your shirt. he tried not to be obvious about the effect you had on him, but the stars in his eyes told a different story. He would cough awkwardly and look away each time you caught him (which was more often than he'd like to admit) and a knowing smile would creep up to your face.
Even when you two were cuddling innocently, all he could think of at times was how soft and warm your skin was. He daydreamed about how soft your boobs probably were. He'd only ever touched them once, on accident, sort of. He was teasing you about your girly blouse and without thinking had just grabbed a handful of you. He played it off well actually, opting for teasing you for getting so flustered over it. You didn't miss the shade of red his cheeks were though.
Eddie knew you had bad past experiences with sex. He was very understanding of that fact and never advanced on you to do anything, but that was starting to bother you. It made you sad how he would have to leave to the bathroom after each one of your heated makeouts to take care of himself, no matter how understanding he was.
What bothered you more was the wetness in your panties from imagining him jerking off there. If you were lucky, you could hear a groan from the other side of that stupid door.
His pillowy lips were moving swiftly against yours as you try to keep up. The kiss was getting progressively more sloppy with each swipe of his tongue on yours. taking initiative, you opt to change position and shift into his lap. He smiles into the kiss when you push on the back of his head to get him closer to you.
The longer this kiss went on, the harder he got. It didn't take much to get him riled up. Especially not when you're wearing his shirt and looking as pretty as ever on top of him like this. he breaks away to take another look.
Your lips were reddening and slightly swollen from all the friction and your chest heaved up and down with each deep breath you took. He licks his lips at the sight of your nipples through his shirt.
"Well as much as I'm enjoying this, princess, I should probably excuse myself." No, no. Not again. Not when you're so hot and bothered from feeling his hard length underneath your thigh. He starts to lift you off of him with ease, but you stop him.
"Eddie." He looks up at you, his grip on your waist loosening. you gulp.
"Eddie, I don't want you to leave. Please don't." You found it difficult to get out what you really wanted to say; 'fuck me!'. He tilts his head, his smile softening. You sigh and look away for a second before returning your gaze to him. He raises an eyebrow, waiting for you to go on. He can tell you're holding something back.
"What is it, doll?" A part of you thinks he already knows based on the cadence in his voice but you can't take this anymore. so you squeeze your eyes shut and blurt it out.
"Please fuck me!" Your face turns crimson as you realize what you'd just said and your eyes shoot open to gage his reaction. He has the widest tight lipped smile you'd ever seen before he starts giggling. you slump over and hit his shoulder, whining at him for laughing at you.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He apologizes through his grin.
"If it's any consolation, I would love to. I was just surprised." he smiles sweetly at you trying to ease your embarrassment. he still lifts you off of him but lays you down and hovers over you.
"And since you asked so nicely..." He smirks before leaning down to kiss you again, softer this time. He couldn't really keep himself from breaking the kiss every so often when he was smiling so hard. His hands stroked your sides, his touch lingering around your waist where the hem of your jeans laid. His fingers crawled their way to the button and undid it, but not without asking you for reassurance. He finally pried your jeans from you, tossing them aside his bed before laying his eyes on you innocent and cute white panties adorned with a wet patch in the center. You were too perfect.
"My, my Y/n. If I had known you were this worked up about it I would have done this a lot sooner." He snickers to himself, driving you nuts. Could he just touch you already?
You whine and stick up your hips, physically begging him to rid you of your underwear. He chuckles and his deep brown eyes meet yours. He gives you a genuine and excited smile that you return without hesitation. He really was so appreciative of you trusting him like this. He hooks his finger on your underwear and pulls them down while kissing gently down your neck.
his two fingers softly touch your cunt, slowly lapping up your wetness before he settles himself between your thighs. The sight of him there looking up at you was enough to coax a moan from your throat.
Eddie trails kisses from your inner thigh to you clit, you flinching when his lips press down on it. He licks a fat stripe up you and leans back for a second, locking eyes with you.
"You taste like a fucking candy." He says in a low voice. You were sure you didn't but you took the compliment with a blush. He leaves a few kitten licks to your clit and then dips his tongue inside you. The action drew a moan from you and he groaned at the feeling of you clenching around his tongue. The vibrations had your heart beating even faster.
He latched his lips around your clit, gently sucking as his teeth grazed you ever so softly. This goes on for a little while, and the familiar feeling of a knot tightening in your stomach began.
He leans away for a bit of air and he catches the way you are repeatedly clenching around nothing. He sticks his middle finger in his mouth, pulling off the ring and spitting it to the side. The sight was erotic.
He dives back in, sucking on your clit while licking when he slowly pushes his wet finger into your hole, the stretch feeling indescribably good to you. He experimentally curls his finger and you nearly scream when he hits that spot, hands diving to his hair. You can feel his simper and he continues his ministrations. He looks up to see the labored rise and fall of your tummy.
"Shit, shit." You pant as the knot tightens more and more, threatening to snap. Eddie adds his ring finger and that is enough to push you over the edge, your legs snapping around his head while a loud moan escapes you. Your entire body trembles, and he doesn't mind the pressure to the sides of his head. He could die happy between your thighs.
Once you'd ridden out your high and your legs relaxed, he kissed your heat one last time before pulling his fingers out. You whine, hating the empty feeling. At least you knew it wouldn't last long.
Your eyes widen at the sight of Eddie's cute face covered in your wetness, a pleased smile on his face. He reaches your face and kisses you, the faint taste of yourself present in his mouth.
"That was... the hottest thing ever." He mumbles as you gently wipe his face. In response, you grind up to his bulge, the denim providing a deliciously rough texture to your sensitive core. He groans into your ear and the sound makes your whole body feel hot.
"Are you sure, sweetheart? We can stop, no questions asked." He asks for your consent again and worries you may feel uncomfortable.
"Of course I'm sure. I love you." He lights up like a christmas tree and nods.
"I love you too. More than anything." he mumbles the last of his sentence into your neck as he begins to grind down his hips against yours. You get impatient and reach for his belt buckle, your giddy hands fumbling with it until you can get to unbutton his jeans and pull both them and his underwear off. He was bigger than you thought, and your breath turns nervous. Eddie can hear it. So, he caresses your face and you can see the strong emotion in his deep eyes.
"I'm serious. No questions asked." He repeats.
"And I'm serious. I want you." You reassure and kiss him for the thousandth time that night.
"I just didn't expect you to be so big, you rascal. You were hiding that from me for this long?" He laughs and shrugs his shoulders with a flustered look on his face.
"It's all yours now princess." you giggle and pull him in while you reach down and stroke him a few times before giving him the sign you were ready. He couldn't believe your cute hands were doing something so dirty. He reaches to the pillow next to yours and pulls a condom from underneath it, earning a sly smirk from you and a coy look from him.
He moans quietly when he pushes into you and presses a kiss to your forehead when he sees your face scrunch up. The stretch was much better than his fingers. He stills and lets you adjust for a moment before you beg him to move, to which he teased you for being so desperate.
His thrusts are slow and deep, passionate. You can feel his love pouring into you with each snap of his hips.
"Fuck, you feel so good. So tight." He says in such a seductive tone that it makes you moan out loud. He loves when you do that. When you lose control, show yourself unfiltered. He thought it was the sexiest thing you could do. And lucky for him, you'd keep doing it.
The closer you got to cumming again the more you lost your composure. You'd started meeting his thrusts, making him go even deeper and hit the spots you could never get on your own.
Your whimpers were his new favorite song, and that's saying something. Beating Black Sabbath? You were really something to him.
And then you started pulling on his hair, and he knew he wasn't going to last long. He was clenching his jaw, trying to keep his noises in, but it only worked for so long. Soon he was moaning and groaning into your ear. It only turned you on more (if that was even possible) and you wrapped your legs around him.
His eyes were darting from your bouncing tits under his hellfire shirt and you face that was contorting in pleasure.
You felt the knot start to snap again and you told eddie between your breaths. You came again, your body spasming and tightening around him. The clench of your walls was enough to bring him there too, and his abs tensed and the grip he had on the pillow behind you tightened when he released with a deep groan. He stayed still for a moment, the only sound being the remanence of your moans, now soft whimpers, and the heavy breathing of Eddie.
"Fuck. I have never cum so hard in my life." He confesses with a chuckle, pulling out of you gently and rolling to your side.
"You okay?" He turns to you and asks. You smile.
"Never better, handsome." He loved when you called him that. He kissed your shoulder.
Eventually Eddie got up and cleaned you both up before insisting you drink a glass of water. You both fell asleep fast after that. His head in your chest, hugging you, you playing with his hair.
SYNOPSIS: Being Steve's ex was not easy, especially now that you are with "freak Eddie". Steve regrets how he treated you and wants you back.
GENRE: angst, fluff
"Max, I haven't been to a party since I broke up with Steve. What if I forget how to... I don't know, be human?" The redhead snorts and rolls her eyes at you. You sigh and look back in the mirror, holding two dresses up to yourself.
"Go with the black." she says in reference to the tight black dress you've held up.
"Yeah?"
"Wear it with your leather jacket." She suggests, nodding her head to the coat rack. You nodded and slipped on the dress.
"What if Steve is there?" You ask worryingly, making eye contact through the mirror.
"Just be normal, he'll be normal too." You bit your lip. Would he? He didn't take the breakup very well at first.
-
You stand near the hallway, bored out of your mind. You never realized how much you relied on Steve to be social. He's been sneaking glances at you all night. It turns into genuine staring, and just as you're about to leave from being so uncomfortable, a certain someone burst through the door. Eddie "the freak" Munson. You didn't think this was his scene, in fact you knew it wasn't.
He enters with his arms fully out, stepping in theatrically.
"Well well well, all of Hawkins finest all in one place! I must be so lucky to have been invited." He says making eye contact with one of the cheerleaders who had clearly invited him as a joke. A few people shout out insults that seem to bounce right off of him. He chuckles and starts to walk past, but catches a look at you and hangs behind.
"Y/n? Didn't think this was your scene." he says with a sly look. You had a few classes with Eddie last year, you got along quite well.
"Could say the same about you, Munson." You say, taking a sip from your red solo cup. You look over and catch Steve staring. He looks away quickly, but not quick enough to miss Eddie's gaze. You shut your eyes a sigh. He notices you displeased reaction and takes a gamble.
"You know, I never thought he was the right guy for you." He says, looking at the teen and his great hair.
"Yeah, well. I certainly am not the right girl for him." You take another drink. Your relationship with Steve was great when it started. You had great chemistry and cared about each other. But soon, he became distracted. He missed phone calls, bailed out of dates and seemed disinterested in you overall. All because he never got over Nancy. Once the initial attraction to you wore off all he was left with was his love for Nancy. You weren't stupid, so you realized and dumped him. He was clearly still in denial of it himself, insisting he didn't love her. But you knew it was true.
"If it's any consolation, you've always been my dream girl." He confesses with a chuckle. Your eyes widen and blush creeps its way to your face.
"No way, really?" You questions with an incredulous look. He nodded with a smile.
"Had a huge crush on you last year." He looks relieved but nervous about his sudden confession and he fakes a cough.
"Me too." You return his feeling. He steps closer to you.
"I was going to ask you out, but then you got together with the hair." You pursed your lips and frowned a bit, looking down to your feet.
"how about we get you a drink?" You offer.
"I'd rather share yours." He says, gently taking you cup from your hands and taking a sip. You smile wide.
That was the start of your relationship with Eddie. Soon enough you moved in together and were having the time of your lives together, falling deeper in love with one another each day. He made you feel like the only girl in the world.
-
"When I saw her at that party, I don't know something inside of me just fell into place. And I knew I had to get her back." Steve says with a sigh as Robin hoists herself atop the counter.
"So? Get her back then."
"She's with Eddie now." He whines rubbing his face.
"No shit, Eddie Munson?" He nods and slides down the counter. Robin raises her eyebrows and shakes her head.
"I don't know what to do. Something about her Robin, I just can't let her go. I can't believe how stupid I was." Robin turns to him, curious.
"Stupid?" He nods again.
"Stupid. She gave me everything and I mean, I was still in love with Nancy. And she totally knew it so she dumped me. Didn't realize what I had til' it was gone." Robin gives a sympathetic look to him.
The door rings as two people step in; you and Eddie. You give a smile to robin and a little wave, meanwhile Eddie gives a polite and tight lipped grin to Steve. Steve doesn't miss the way Eddie's grip on your waist tightens when he sees him.
Steve cannot keep his eyes off of you. The way you giggle when Eddie seemingly suggests a stupid movie, the way you hit his shoulder playfully when he teases you. That should be him. He misses you.
Eddie settles behind you with his chin leaning on your forehead, arms wrapped around you while you browse the horror collection. The jealousy hit's Steve's heart hard, and Eddie notices. Eddie looks over to see Steve staring and he doesn't hesitate to send a glare back. Normally Eddie would be very civil with his partner's ex, but after knowing how Steve treated you and made you feel he couldn't play nice, especially not when he looked at you the way he did.
Steve looks away and to Robin who was looking very uncomfortable with the tension, tension you were entirely unaware of. Steve gets frustrated from seeing you looking utterly in love with each other and leaves to the back.
-
You tried to convince Eddie to go to your friend's birthday party but to no avail. As much as he loved you he really didn't feel like listening to the name calling today. You understood, of course, and decided to just go without him. He helped you pick out your outfit (not without him feeling you up) and you drove off, looking forward to seeing the friends you hadn't seen since graduation. You knew Steve would be there but it didnt bother you very much. You were sure he wouldn't say much more than a greeting.
The staring begun again, and Steve couldn't stand to see you without him. So without warning, he pulls you to the side.
"Oh. Hey Steve."
"I can't stand it anymore."You cock your head to the side and raise an eyebrow questioningly.
"Please Y/n, just hear me out. I just need you to hear what I have to say." You rub your arm, feeling on the spot. You nod at him to continue.
"I know I fucked up, trust me I know. But I just don't want to be without you anymore. Just let me show you I love you." He pleads, looking straight into you.
"Steve, stop being ridiculous. I have a boyfriend." You scoff, turning to walk away before you are stopped by Steve blocking your path.
"I know. And I don't-" He sighs and pinches his nosebridge.
"I don't care. Just one night, that's all I ask. Just one night to let me show you how much I love you. I need you in my arms again." His voice breaks to a whisper. You couldn't believe the disrespect Steve just showed your relationship. To think he could ask you to cheat on Eddie and just switch back to him was frankly insulting. So your face morphs to a genuine frown and your eyebrows furrow before your hand swiftly slaps the the side of Steve's face, harder than you meant to.
"Fuck you Steve." You spit, turning around to exit the now silent party. He tries to stop you from leaving, grabbing your arm and telling you,
"It was never Nancy, Y/n. It's always been you." His sudden confession has you feeling feelings you had when you were with Steve. Feelings of always being the second choice. Feeling like your own partner didn't love you. You couldn't help but let the tears of frustration for your younger self spill and you slammed the door in Steve's face.
-
"Hey, princess. How'd it go?" You just sigh and hug him, starting to feel your eyes well up again. Once he heard your sniffling his eyes widened and hugged you tighter, holding your head in his chest.
"What happened baby?" His low voice soothes you. You take a deep breath.
"Steve was there." Eddie leans back, wanting to see your face. His heart hurts at the sight of your red eyes.
"What the hell did he do?" He can't help but start to get heated, his desire to protect you taking over.
"He- I don't know. It doesn't matter, it was stupid." He can tell you're holding back. He doesn't have to say anything more, only looking at you with the softest of looks until you tell him.
"He asked me to cheat on you, with him. Something about showing me his love." Eddie is furious, but more than that, frustrated and sad for you.
"Are you being serious, I swear to fuck I'll-"
"I took care of it." You assure him. He couldn't help but smile. How could he think even for a second you wouldn't?
"I slapped him, harder than I thought and I think I made it pretty clear I wasn't interested." You say with stern tone. He grins wide and proud, pulling you into his arms.
summary: steve is supposed to be getting ready for work but in your extra needy state, you join him in the shower and well, one thing leads to another
pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader
requested: yes
warnings: smut, 18+, handjob, steveâs hair pulling kink (blink and youâll miss it) unprotected sex
notes: feedback is appreciated! you can find my masterlist here.
finding steve's side of the bed empty when you woke was enough to have you grumbling, lips turning down in a pout as you felt around for him. the mattress was still warm, sheets still crinkled so he hadn't left all that long ago and your confusion over where he'd gone was cleared when you lifted your head from beneath the duvet. the soft sound of the shower could be heard in the silence of the harrington home and you perked up ever so slightly as you thought about joining your boyfriend.
"steve?" your voice was soft, just loud enough to be heard over the running water as you stepped into the bathroom. you could make out steve's frame behind the glass door, slightly hazy from the heat and steam but still the outline of his broad shoulders sent a shot of desire down you spine. you hated that he had to leave for work early, hated that the two of you couldn't just spend the day in a tangled mess of limbs and mouths and sheets.
"mornin', pretty girl." steve was clearly still half asleep, words a little sluggish and drawn out, the end rolling off into a yawn he didn't even try to hide. he was fiddling with the temperature on the shower, one hand lifted so he could absentmindedly scratch at his shoulder and you seemed to burn. an overwhelming urge to be pressed as close as possible to him swam over you, you wanted to wrap your arms around him, squash your cheek against the slick skin of his chest and just have him hold you. "you wanna get in?"
you were tugging your shirt and shorts off before he'd even finished, dropping them into the laundry basket on top of his before sliding the glass shower door open. you were immediately hit with the heat, water droplets spraying on you as they bounced off steve's body from the pressure. he was still facing away from you, still adjusting the temperature and so you pushed up behind him, wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed your face into his shoulder blade. he gave a soft, pleased hum when you kissed his skin.
"morning." you dragged your lips in soft kisses over his shoulder, tightened your arms ever so slightly around him in a hug and tried not to think too much about how he felt against you. steve's hand settled over yours, fingers tapping softly at the back of it before he curled your fingers together and pried your arms from around him. within seconds he'd spun, wrapped your arms back around his waist but now the action had your chest flush against his, your chin tipped back so you could meet his gaze.
he was all messy, wet hair and soft eyes, droplets of water clinging like stars to his lashes and the heat of the shower had brought a gentle flush to his cheeks. his lips curved into that smile of adoration and he dipped his head, nudged his nose against the tip of yours as he brought his hands to cup your cheeks. he pressed a single kiss to your mouth, too quick and fleeting for your liking but it still had fizzles of happiness bubbling through you.
"hi." your whisper made his smile grow even more, another kiss falling to your lips, this one a little longer and containing a lot more heat. steve shifted a little beneath the shower head and as a result the water started falling more fully over you, completely soaking your head and causing your skin to slip ever so slightly against his. the lazy drag of his lips over yours was addicting, your need for more outweighing your need for air, nails sinking a little into his back to tug him closer. he made a noise in the back of his throat and pulled his lips away, settling his forehead against yours, thumbs brushing in soothing motions over your wet cheeks.
âhi.â he pressed a kiss to your nose and then to your forehead, skimmed the palm of his hand down your arm. his hair was sticking to his forehead in wet clumps, dripping water down the bridge of his nose and you had to reach up and brush it back, purposely grazing your nails against his scalp. the tangles got caught a little between your fingers and resulted in you giving a light tug to his hair, steve groaning quietly, hips pressing forward almost unnoticeably in search of the tiniest bit of friction. âsâfar too early for you to be awake.â
that was true, steve knew that when you werenât staying over at his place you didnât wake up for another two hours, six a.m mornings were not your thing. and usually, even when you had spent the night with him, he would leave you in bed when he left for work, mumbling a quiet âlove youâ into the top of your head as he kissed you goodbye. today however youâd woken and the need to be close to steve was intense, you didnât want him to leave just yet, you wanted more time with him before he got hogged by work and the kids. and if that meant waking up two hours before you usually would then so be it.
âwanna be with you.â you moved closer to him, pressed your nose into the wet skin at his throat, needing even more contact than what you already had. steveâs hands had shifted to your back, one massaging over your shoulder blade while you hid away in his neck, kissed the base of his throat and breathed in the natural scent of his skin.
âsomeoneâs feeling a little needy today.â his tone was teasing, light and lilting but you only hummed because you were needy, desperate for the closest sort of contact possible. you werenât exactly sure what had brought this mood on, maybe it was the not so innocent dream youâd had, or maybe it was just the effect a half naked sleepy steve had on you. either way you needed him.
âjusâ really fucking love you.â your muffled words made him laugh softly, his fingers massaging a little harder into your shoulders and the pressure had you moaning, heat pooling between your thighs. of course, steve heard the little noise youâd let out and always the tease, pressed just a little harder between your shoulder blades.
âreally fucking love you too, baby.â he dipped to kiss the side of your head, lips pressing along your hairline and between each one he playfully mumbled a soft âi love youâ. it was gentle and innocent, full of adoration and comfort and despite knowing he really had to get ready for work you let your hand slide down his chest. your fingers grazed his happy trail, dipped lower until you could wrap them around his cock. he was half hard already, a result of your hair tugging, light nips to his throat and the feel of your boobs pressed flush to his chest and he hummed at the contact, nuzzled into the side of your head. âi have to be at work in an hour.â
you kissed along his jaw, tightened your hand into a fist and slowly dragged it along the length of him. you set a slow pace, pumping softly, savouring the breathy groans he was letting out directly into your ear. your teeth nipped at his skin and he hissed, gripped your hips between his fingers.
"that's plenty of time." you moved your hand faster, squeezing the tip gently and steve bucked his hips towards you, fucked his cock into your hand with soft moans. without even realising you'd somehow backed up against the wall, his body pressing yours into the tiles as he leant his forehead against yours. his lashes fluttered, lips parting when you brushed your thumb over the slit.
"always tryna get me in trouble." before you could reply he caught your lips in a scathing kiss, mouth prying yours open until he could slide your tongues together. you whimpered, jerked your hand faster, pussy almost dripping from the noises steve was making and the fact he was making them just for you. lips still locked, he brought his hand down and covered your fist with his much larger one, fingers warm and wet, and slowed the pace at which you were tossing him off. he guided your movements, slow, sure strokes along the entire length of his cock, his fingers encouraging yours to tighten just a little bit more. "fuck, just like that."
your clit throbbed, need and desire bubbling at the base of your spine and you tilted your head back against the wall, steve's mouth finding the sensitive skin on your neck. the shower water was hitting the side of both of you, the heat only adding to your overwhelmingly flustered state and the little noises you were letting out only got more frequent. he sucked a bruise beneath your ear, soothed his tongue over the mark and bucked into your hand, settled the palm of his own free hand against the wall just above your head.
you kept up the slow strokes over his cock, steve's hips carefully following your movements as he lifted his fist from around yours and instead let his fingers find that aching spot between your thighs. the tip of his finger slid between your folds and he moaned low in the back of his throat at how wet you were, coated his fingers before teasing over your clit. your lips fell open, the hand that wasn't fisting at his cock wrapping in the soaked strands of his hair, tugging when the pad of his middle finger circled the oversensitive bud.
steve's mouth was hovering over yours, neither of you making a move to kiss the other, both just panting softly, wrapped in pleasure. the high points of his cheeks had flushed pink, brow creased in the middle and the breathless moans he was letting out were making your head spin. he rubbed his fingers slowly over clit, gentle circles that had you shifting your hips forward, whining slightly over how good it felt. it was slow and sensual, a stark contrast to the way he'd used you last night, his fingers dipping down to tease your hole before finding your clit again.
you were both rocking into the others hand, steve slowly fucking your fist while mumbling how good it felt in your ear, lips tickling the side of your face and you bucking your hips against him in search of more friction. you twisted your wrist, stroked your hand faster and he whimpered, a low, soft sound that had all of your thoughts hurtling to a stand still. steve was always vocal, he was never one to hide his moans but this was a noise you'd never heard from him before, one that made your pussy clench, desperate for him to fill it up.
"m'gonna cum before i even get to fuck you if you don't slow down." he gave a breathless laugh, tucked his face away in the crook of your neck as you grazed your thumb over the tip of his cock. he twitched in your palm, pre cum dripping over your fingers and if you weren't so needy to have him inside of you you'd drop to your knees and have him fuck his cum down your throat. he matched your pace, rubbed your clit a little faster until your nails were sinking into the skin on his shoulders and your thighs tried to clamp shut.
"steve." it was a choked gasp, a desperate plea and his cock pulsed again, stomach muscles tightening as he tried to hold off his orgasm. he was so close, both of you knew it but he wanted to fuck you, needed to be inside you when you both came and that wouldn't happen if he let you keep fisting at his cock the way you were now. he pressed kisses across your neck, over your jaw before slotting his lips messily over yours, curled his fingers around your wrist to pull your hand away.
"turn around for me," he helped with his hands on your hips, shifted both of your bodies so the shower sprayed against his back and not on you. your hands automatically came up to steady yourself against the slick tiles, cheek pressing into the cool surface as steve settled himself behind you. he was careful in knocking your feet a little further, widening your stance for him while tugging your ass back against his cock. "so fucking pretty, y'know? you have no idea how lucky i got with you."
he dipped his head, pressed wet, open mouthed kisses to your already damp and flushed shoulder, one hand still gripping your hip while the other wrapped around his aching cock. he squeezed the tip, gave a few sure strokes before he pressed his hips flush to your ass, rocked them so his cock teased through your folds, bumped your clit with head spinning pleasure. he did it again, and again, and again until you whined and pushed back against him, turned your head with slightly pouted lips.
âsteve, donât tease.â
"m'sorry, baby." he kissed your pout away, pressed the head of his cock to your dripping hole and within one thrust he was buried inside of you, your walls clamping around him like a vice. you moaned directly into his mouth and steve swallowed the sound with a groan of his own, his fingers tightening on your hip as pleasure raced through him. he held himself still for a few moments, focused on kissing you, on sliding his free hand down your stomach and between your open legs. he easily found your clit, hot and throbbing and begging for attention and you squeezed around him when he rubbed two fingers over it.
steve finally moved, pulled almost all the way out of you before pressing back in, his mouth still latched on to yours as he found a slow but leg shaking rhythm. mind numbing pleasure shot through you, had your pussy fluttering around steve's cock and you knew neither of you were going to last very long. he was already moaning into your mouth, the movement of his fingers on your clit messy but oh so perfect.
he kept his thrusts slow at first, lazy drags of his cock against your slick walls while he toyed with your clit, working you closer and closer to your release. his lips left yours and your head fell so you could press your forehead against the cool tiles, soft whimpers filling the glass shower each time steve's cock filled you up. you were dripping around him, completely soaking his cock and balls and it was driving him insane, the tight warm hole he'd buried himself into making his head spin. he tucked his face into your neck, nipped and sucked at your already somewhat marked skin and let the sounds of your moans and his cock pounding into you push him closer to his own orgasm.
"you gonna cum for me? c'mon pretty girl, cum on my cock, you're doing so well." his praise made your head swim, made your walls flutter around him and in response steve picked up the pace of his thrusts, pressed his chest flush to your back and fucked himself into you. he rubbed your clit faster, his fingers leaving your hip to instead cup your boob, pinching and rolling your nipple as you arched. âyâlike that? hmm? like it when i tell you how good youâre doing?â
you nodded, whimpered pathetically and dropped one hand from the wall, reached around for steveâs thigh and let your fingers grip on to his skin. your nails scratched at his thigh and he hissed, fucked you a little harder and groaned a little louder. you were so close, teetering on the edge of your orgasm and your legs felt weak, pleasure coiling deep in the pit of your stomach. steve moved a little and water started splashing against the both of you, the hot sting against your sensitive skin making you shudder.
âmâgonna cum, please, steve, gonna cum.â it was a babble and a moan all at once, your grip on steveâs thigh harsh enough to leave behind marks and you werenât even sure what you were begging for, your boyfriend was already determined to make you cum. he groaned in your ear because youâd tightened so much around him heâd started to go a little light headed, your pussy already starting to milk his cock. he pumped his hips a little faster, made you jolt against the wall and with a few extra flicks of his fingers over your clit you came, a high keening moan making his thrusts stutter.
steve had to curl his arm around your waist and press your body into the tiles to keep you upright, your walls squeezing and clenching around his cock as your orgasm rippled over you. it was harsh and intense, thigh shakingly good and every nerve in your body felt as though it was on fire, your ass pushing back against steve to take as much pleasure as you could. youâd soaked his cock with your cum, made a mess of both of you and the feeling of you pulsing and gushing around him had his own orgasm rushing in.
âfuck, baby, keep squeezing me like that, god youâre fucking perfect.â he gripped your hip, fucked himself into you a few more times as his cum filled you up, coated your walls and had you whining softly. steveâs moans were high and whimpery, muffled by the skin of your neck as he hid away, hips pushing a little too forcefully into yours. you were both gasping for air, chests heaving and it was almost embarrassing how the both of you were slumped into the wall, your hands the only things keeping you up. it took a few seconds but steveâs thrusts finally came to a stop, his cum pushed completely into your pussy, just how he liked and he dropped a cluster of soft kisses to your shoulder.
âthat was-â
âyeah.â he laughed a little breathlessly, brushed his thumb over your ribs from where his hand was settled and it sent a flutter through your chest. he kept his chest stuck to your back as you leant your cheek into the tile, thankful for the chill it spread over you and hummed when steve started kissed the side of your face. âyou okay?â
âmâgreat.â your lashes were fluttering, eyes growing heavy and steve grinned, nuzzled into the side of your face as he pulled out of you.
âthink you can turn around for me? need to let me get you cleaned up.â he frowned when you shook your head, his tummy twisting a little at how completely fucked out you were and he hated that he had to leave for work. heâd do anything to spend the day in bed with you, fucking you over and over until this expression was imprinted into his mind.
âsâokay, you need to hurry or keith will have you stacking shelves until midnight.â you sent him a somewhat sleepy smile and giggled when he kissed your face again. âi can clean myself up.â
âdonât be silly, let me take care of you, iâm already gonna be late anyway.â
Summary: During a frustrating day at work, your boyfriend luckily drops by to surprise you.
(OC Billy Hargrove)
Warnings: mentions of anxiety, but no attack written, other than that pure fluff (let me know if i missed something!) (ps thereâs some weird spacing i could not fix)
word count: 1,075
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âAGH!â you screamed. As glorifying having a minimum wage job at Family Video was, some customers did not understand that waiting a single millisecond wasnât the end of the world. For them at least.
âShe was not that bad,â Robin tried to reassure you. âYouâve had worse interactions.â
âIâve been having worse interactions all week. I just want one nice costumer today. ONE!â
You slammed your head into your arms on top of the counter to muffle your frustrated screams.
âMaybe itâs y-â
âIf you continue that sentence to tell me itâs just me, Harrington- I will shave that pretty little head of yours and glue it to your steering wheel,â you threatened.
Steve held his hands up in surrender, not that you could see. Your head was still in your arms. You felt his presence when he hopped on top of the counter next to you. You felt what you thought was Steveâs hand start to pet your head. It only took 2 seconds to recognize the way those rings felt against your hair.
âWhat did you do to my girl, Harrington?â Billyâs voice rang.
Your head shot up at the sound of his voice.
âWhat makes you think I did anything!â Steve shouted in attempt to defend himself.
âThe hair comment might have tipped me off,â Billy said. âWhat he do, Princess? Tell me how hard to hit him.â
âIt was more the costumers today than Steve,â Robin interjected. âBut he didnât help much.â
âSlap in the head,â you said.
Steve couldnât have moved fast enough even if he tried. Billy was faster. He was always faster. Robin laughed at the sound the smack against Steveâs head of hair made. You didnât hear whatever Steve and Robin started bickering about, you were too focused on your boyfriend right in front of you. You sat on top of the counter where Steve was, but faced towards the front of the counter whether than behind. Your legs straddled Billyâs sides as he stepped closer to you. You leaned your forehead against Billyâs and took ahold of his right hand- he placed his left on your thigh for support. Billy wore a lot of rings, but his right hand has the ring with your initials engraved into it. It also has a ring whoâs middle spins around and around. This one he picked up when he realized you playing the rings on his hand wasnât a one time thing. It was a comfort things for you. Something calming and repetitive you did in order to calm down. Anger, anxiety, internal angst- didnât matter what from. You were holding his right hand with both of yours. Your thumbs swayed the rotating part of his ring back and forth quickly. It wasnât insanely fast, but it wasnât calm and slow. This was your angry tick.
âWhat happened, Y/N/N?â Billy asked softly. If you were a millimeter farther apart you wouldnât have heard him.
âCostumers have been treating me like shit for the last three days. Iâve had maybe 4 nice ones, but none today,â you answered. It almost seemed like you were about to cry, but Billy knew you better than that. You just didnât want Robin and Steve to but in.
âWant me to fix that?â he smiled.
You pulled back, slightly confused. How was he going to fix that?
Billy walked away from you and began to ring the service bell next to the front register.
âHargrove. What are you doing?â Steve asked.
âShut. Up. Steve and watch,â Robin elbowed him.
âOkay I keep getting hit h- hey!â Steve was cut off by Robin hitting him again.
You smiled at Billy. This was how he was going to fix your bad costumer roll. You swung your legs over the counter and hopped back down. You bit back a laugh as you walked over to the register Billy was standing at.
âWelcome to Family Video, how may I help
you?â you smiled.
âYes, Iâm looking for a romantic comedy-â
âAh um,â you coughed.
âA dr-â
âAh hem!â
âAn action-â Billy eyed you, waiting to see if youâd have a rebuttal to this as well. âIâm looking for an action movie to watch with my girlfriend this evening.â
âWell, as a girlfriend myself Iâm sure I can help
you! Let me take you to our action section.â
You lifted up the part of the counter that separates the store from behind the counter and walked towards the action movie section.
âAny new releases?â Billy asked.
You looked down, fighting back a huge smile to keep up the act. You knew exactly where this was going.
âJust a few from the last few months. We got Aliens, Iron Eagle, Cobra, Top Gun-â
âTop Gun! Isnât that starring the guy from Risky Business? Whatâs his nameâŚ?â
Billyâs words were keeping up the good costumer act. His actions however, were not. He slid behind you, wrapping his arms around your waste, and setting his head in the crook of your neck.
âTom Cruise,â you shuddered.
âYeah, Tom Cruise. I think she likes his movies. Do you?â
That last part he whispered in your ear.
âThatâs not how costumer interactions are!â Robin shouted at the two of you.
âThat or weâre doing something horribly wrong, Robin. Hey Y/N is that how normal interactions are for you?!â Steve echoed.
âI could play customer for you, too Harrington. Come on over and Iâll give you a kiss,â Billy teased. Robin cackled, she was almost on the floor with how much she was enjoying this.
âYeah Steve, youâve been complaining how you havenât gotten any action. I bet Y/Nâs more than willing to share,â she joked.
âOnly if Robin letâs me kiss her!â you added in.
âAlright alright alright no oneâs kissing anybody!â Billy shouted. âI was kidding.â
âNo oneâs kissing anybody?â you said not-so-innocently, looking up at your boyfriend, whoâs arms were still wrapped around your waist from behind.
âKiss her, Hargrove!â Robin shouted.
âYeah,â you smirked. âKiss her, Hargrove.â
âI donât know what this has to do with buying a mo-â
âKiss her, Hargrove!â Steve interrupted Billy.
âAlright!â
Billy leaned down and kissed you softly. Your hand reached up behind you to run your fingers through the ends of his curly hair. After a few seconds he pulled away. He released his hands from around your waist and returned to a position standing next to you.
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Plot: Eddie has been watching Chrissy for sometime now, going behind Jasonâs back with her. Not much could really go wrong with him taking up a little of her sweet time in the lockers and make the rest of her squad worry since sheâs missed out on practice for the first time ever, would it?
Chrissy Cunningham. The girl who was always on schedule, whether it be for class, hangouts, or especially practice. So it was natural that the whole team was wondering where their lead cheerleader was if she never skipped a day of anything in her life. It drove to all sorts of wild theories, was there an accident? Guess after guess no one came close to the actual truth. The truth? Chrissy was a whore- not for just anyone but him. It was a curse and a godsend to be seeing the schools reject in private, the not being able to hold hands at school, the jealousy, arguments, tears, all of that vanished out of existence when they were alone in each otherâs arms. It seemed sappy considering the fact they couldnât stay mad at each other for long, especially with Eddie being her weed supply and everything. Although having her complete devotion should be more than enough he couldnât help the feeling of jealousy seething in his chest every time he noticed one of her hands on Jasonâs shoulders, artificial giggles, and faux entertainment was the sole thing going on, but in Eddieâs eyes? Thoughts of her terminating their secret âarrangementâ filled his head.
So what better way to relieve himself of that unnecessary stress than sneaking into the locker rooms after making sure Chrissy would be the last one in there, catching her by surprise as his hands slinked onto her waist, the cool metal of his rings pressing into her midriff right where her crop-top ended. Hearing her shocked gasp as her head whipped around to see who was behind her, then her huff of relief, she had to be his favorite thing. âWhat are you doing here!â She exclaimed in a loud whisper, though before she got her answer the locker room door was opened. That same hand that was once caressing her hip was now gently placed over her mouth, followed by Eddie whispering a faint âshhâ into her ear. Eddie stepped back with her just so they were in the very back of the locker room far from the sight of the door, Chrissy was understandably tense against him. The tight spot they were in compared with the thrill of being calm? Her mind was going miles per hour at this point. âDo me a favor and hold this for me, Chrissy?â She ignored the deviant behind her shedding his leather jacket and tying it around her waist as if she was a coat holder.
But as soon as she felt Eddie, not so subtly, grind into her from behind and begin slipping his hand down the waistband of her skirt? All she could think about was the rumbling of Eddieâs chest as he chuckled at the whimper of her retort. Doc Martens nudged her legs apart ever so teasingly yet with a hint of desperation, so his jeaned thigh could slip in between as the main event started. âCan I trust you to be quiet for me, angel?â He knew he couldnât, especially with the amount of noise Chrissy always seemed to make but he still let his hand drop down and free her mouth in favor of returning to her hips as his non-ringed hand finally slipped into her underwear, Eddie relished in the way her thighs squeezed his hand but he quickly spread them back apart with his own as a silent scolding. His middle finger teased up her folds his thumb pressing into her clit as she rocked back and forth onto his thigh already frustrated from the slow agonizing pace, Chrissy huffed in annoyance as her head fell forward just enough to press against the locker in front of her, giving her a clear view of what Eddie was doing.Â
Then finally Eddie gave into her silent pleas and pushed his finger inside starting with a steady pace that grew each time he drew his finger out, then another was added. Chrissy was in heaven, of course, there was someone there with them that could turn the corner and ruin their lives, but she could care less as she ground onto her loverâs hand, the promise of being silent forgotten as she practically slobbered against the metal of the locker. This time her shaking hand came to hold onto his wrist, a weak one as her knees felt like they were about to give away. With his fingers alternating curling inside of her and pressing into her sweet spot then scissoring just so she could feel the small twinge of the pain of being stretched out on his fingers, she knew she wanted more. In a miserable attempt to egg him on she looked back at him, arched her back just enough to shift her hips up to press her against his hard-on. âEddie! can you please just-â The cheerleader was cut off by Eddieâs hand flying to her throat, putting enough pressure to silence her as the footsteps from before stirred up again
Holy shit. They were gonna get caught. The poor girl knew it, but Eddie? He seemed to find it funny the way his lips were pursed in a grin, snickering as if he was suddenly soundproof. âYou hypocrite.. youâre gonna get us caught,â Chrissy murmured, maintaining her almost faltering voice from the immense pleasure between her legs as clear as she possibly could to not give him the satisfaction. Her annoyance was further pushed as she heard his familiar subtle chuckle. âWhat are you talking about? Iâm just as quiet as you are, they wonât hear shit.â All Chrissy could think about was fuck Eddie, with his stupid praises, the way his fingers keep moving no matter what the circumstance was, the angle he had her chin tilted up so she was forced to keep eye contact with him as she tried holding in her moans. She knew she was close, Eddie knew it too judging by the way she kept clenching around his fingers they were soaked at this point. The preppy blonde pleasantly mewled out his name, her silent little plea going straight to his cock. âYou do it well just for me, donât you?â Chrissy could only nod pathetically, biting onto her bottom lip to muffle the sounds that threatened to spill from both of her tempting, pink lips. âYou just canât wait till the day youâre Mrs. Munson for me to be in between your legs like you can for Jason, right? All that Bible-thumping, God preaching shit isnât such a big turn-on for dirty girls like you.â That sent her flying over the edge, knowing how Jason could never give her the euphoric sweetness Eddie could. When they shared heated moments, which were rare, he reminded her theyâd wait for marriage. The way God had intended it to be. They? Maybe Jason could, definitely not her. Chrissy herself didnât know what she found so sexually appealing about him. But Eddie? It was everything. He gave her almost every single thing she craved. All those promiscuous nights with him? The social reject gave it all, just because his perfect little angel deserved it. Chrissyâs rebelling thoughts were interrupted as Eddie leaned in to kiss her right on time swallowing all the moans and groans she had to offer him while still drilling into her with his fingers. Eddieâs perfect angel had her eyes squeezed shut, fighting the promise sheâd kept to keep quiet. Every sound that dared to leak from those quivering lips was captured by his own mouth, almost helping her keep quiet just as he instructed her to. As Chrissy was maintaining the pleasure of the once tightening knot finally coming undone in her lower half all because of the simple twist and strokes of his talented fingers, she opened her glistening greenish-blue eyes to meet with Eddieâs dark lust-filled brown ones. She hadnât realized how during the peak of her high, how hard she had been gripping onto his leather-clad sleeve to keep her calm. The look on his face was enough to make her fall on her knees, how proud he looked yet knew how fragile and needy she was. Even if she had just started coming down from her high, Eddieâs expression alone made her heart thump faster and the sensation between her now damp thighs begged for more. âThatâs a good girl. Just look at you,â Eddie murmured against her lips watching her eyes well up with stunning tears, just for him due to the overstimulation.Â
Just as Chrissy thought he was going to leave her as a desperate hot mess, cheerleaders had started filling the locker room. Fortunately not enough so the whole area was packed. Instead of using the room for its intended purpose, they all sat down on the benches in the center of the room gossiping about whatever came to mind, Chrissy blocked everything out as she felt Eddie withdraw his fingers, pink lips pouting at the feeling. Eddie had finally had enough, as much as he would love to stand there and torture his girlfriend for hours on end he had been ignoring his own needs for long enough. The locker was cold against her soft skin as he bundled her skirt around her waist, praising her for never wearing shorts underneath because it âmakes everything so much easier for me, angel.â Despite the fact she was already too late to even walk into practice, Eddie didnât bother taking his time with her. Instead, he pushed the rest of her upper body to be pressed against the lockers as he leaned back to unbuckle his belt. The bullets on it practically seared into the bottom of Chrissyâs thighs when he leaned forward to grind against her ass, that cool facade he tried keeping up in an attempt to seem dominant went out the window as his hands went from her hips, to under her shirt, muffling his barely audible whines with the back of her neck. âIâve been watching you all day. Every practice, actually. You know that? And every time I just need you so bad. Can I have you, angel? Please?â Chrissy had butterflies in her stomach, the way he could go from cocky and demanding to this? The cheerleader abruptly pushed him back just so she could turn around, pulling the confused Eddie back against her by the collar of his shirt. âYou can have me, baby.âÂ
Thatâs all he needed to hear, Eddie gripped onto one of her thighs, hooking it onto his hip as rutted against her. The blondeâs arms came to wrap around his neck but this time- she was the one feeding into his little praise kink, whispers, and murmurs of how he was such a good boy for putting her first and now he could have anything he wanted. The ringed hand squeezed in between their bodies to push his boxers down enough to free his cock. Chrissyâs pretty manicured fingers came to wrap around it, stroking his length up and down at an excruciating pace as payback for before. âChrissy-â Eddie wasnât one to stutter and stammer over his words but after all the waiting he couldnât help but let his head fall into the crook of her neck and jolt his hips into her hand. The slamming of a nearby locker reminded him of how now he was short on time, so he placed a kiss on his angelâs lips and hooked his thumb onto the side of her underwear pushing it out of the way just enough so that he could unravel Chrissyâs fingers and press the tip of his cock against her clit, not passing up the chance to act like a tease one last time before burying himself halfway into her cunt with a slow, simple thrust. And it burns. No matter how many times theyâd sneak away with each other or how many times Eddie snuck in through her window to fuck her face into the mattress, Chrissy would never get used to it. This time it was her turn to bury her face into his neck, tears blurring her vision, a broken little whimper snagging on her lip as she tried to muffle it. âShh, angel, shh.â Heâs whispering, his voice sounding cooing and condescending as his hips begin to thrust into hers. But she canât, not with the way heâs stretching her more and more with each piston of his hips, with his tip slamming against her cervix every other thrust despite the fact he wasnât even all the way in. Neither could Eddie, with the way his girlfriend dug her acrylics into his shoulder. How her legs were wrapped around his hips only to bring him closer to her pelvis, her heels digging into his spine at his lower back, seeing her shiny salivated lips silently scream at the feeling of his cock ramming into her g-spot. Eddie swore if anyone was dumb enough to turn the corner and interrupt their little session heâd make sure theyâd never see the light of day again. Not to mention the thought of it being someone like Jason naively looking for his girlfriend? Eddie huffed as the jealousy that once was there earlier had reawakened, prompting him to dig his nails into her hips, Chrissyâs hand went up to hold onto the strands of his curly hair and pulled lips curving into a smile at the sound of the outcast groaning for something so simple.
 "And you told me to shush?â Chrissy whispered but thanks to their little pause they were able to hear that everyone was coming into the lockers, they looked at each other- around the room- then to the stalls behind them. Eddie helped her up and off of him and practically dragged the cheerleader into the nearest stall. Just because they had a possible audience didnât mean he was planning on stopping, just as Eddie began to line himself up once more to Chrissy who had her back pressed against his chest he whispered- âTell me when you need me to stop, please sweetheart?â Thatâs what she loved about him. Always so caring and considerate to her. Despite the warm moment they were having, Eddie thrust right back in not wanting to risk any more interruptions. Even though Chrissy thought she was being quiet with the silent whispers of his name she mustâve started getting really loud though, because Eddie slapped a palm over her babbling lips, his almond-shaped nails leaving tiny indents on her cheek as his hold slightly tightened. âAre you trying to let everyone out there know how good youâre getting it every day and night? How no one else will ever touch this cock besides those pretty pampered hands of yours? And this sweet, sweet spot thatâs so tight around me.â He temporarily relaxed his hold just so she could respond to him, as much of a bad an idea as it seemed his lust-filled brain was telling him otherwise. âHoly shit- right there Eddie, just there.â Chrissy clamped her eyes shut again. The pleasure he had given her with his own fingers just previously was nothing compared to what she was feeling now. Eddie was inches deep inside of her now and although it felt like he was going far enough, she could tell he hadnât been generous enough to give her every remaining inch of what was currently slamming into her. Minutes shifted into seconds as the two went at it. He couldnât help but skim up at the stall door every now and then to make sure that the girls werenât nearby. Chrissy was forcing him over the edge from the gripping warmth around his cock, he had to finish fast before they got caught and would be the schoolâs leading subject for as long as they were still there. The blondeâs small whimpers caught his attention again as she tried her best to make herself quiet now, her fear of getting caught catching up to her lustful desires. Eddie couldnât help but feel the softness of her ass as he started to speed up, yet being careful of filling her up with only what she could take so far. Her back was arched more than ever which made things better for the two of them. It made him keep going at the spot just right, not only making Chrissy swear she couldâve come undone at that moment but excited his cock as well. The two gasped softly as they heard three light knocks on the stall door. How come they havenât heard the footsteps come closer? Eddie stopped for a moment and so did Chrissy, both of their eyes looking down to see a shadow of a pair of feet outside what separated the couple fucking desperately and her airhead friends being absolutely clueless. For now, at least. Two knocks again. âHey, Chrissy? Is that you?â A soft, almost concerned voice spoke up. Eddieâs wide eyes met with hers just waiting to hear some bullshit she had to say. âOh, uh- um, yeah! Iâm here, itâs me. Chrissy.â She knew sheâd look back on this later and realize how idiotic she sounded, but it was the best she could think of. âYou okay? You missed practice for the first time like, ever. We thought you were with Jason or something.â Jason. Chrissy knew she was done for. Not only because word of her missing out on practice would eventually become news to Jason, but it couldnât be more obvious how passionate Eddieâs hatred was for the jock. Before Chrissy could get another word out, Eddie started to fill her up again, but even deeper than before. The words in her throat got clogged as she realized he had finally let her indulge in the rest of the remaining inches of his cock. âAh-ah! No, nope not with him! Not right now.â Eddie let go of his grip on her ass and wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning forward until there was no longer any room between them. âNow right now? Good one.â He whispered, Chrissy, feeling his warm breath that smelled like weed against her ear. The voice outside of the stall became confused. âYeah, right. He might be looking for you afterward anyways. You okay? You sound like, not okay.â Eddie could almost gag at how absurd Chrissyâs friends sounded. Not only did she have the nerve to interrupt his only chance at having her mewl next to his ear but make his own damn brain hurt by sounding like she was just as dumb as cheerleaders typically were. Minus Chrissy. It only made him wanna sink back deeper into his angelâs cunt to make her feel his agony, and she knew for sure. âOh fuck. Iâm fine! Iâm okay, Iâm just having cramps. Iâll be out, just go please!â Eddie wasnât going any slower and her whimpers began to come through each word. He was impressed. With each thrust, he made sure Chrissy got all of him. Speeding up and knowing that he was sending her to the clouds from how tears were spilling out from the sides of her tightly shut eyes. Eddie looked over to see that the once previously pesky friend of Chrissyâs had walked away now that her shadow was no longer there, and his ears noticed that the chatter had become less and less loud. That still didnât stop him from continuing to defile all of what Chrissy had to offer in between her shaking legs, feeling her almost at the edge of her climax. âCan you hold on for me sweetheart? Iâm almost there, just wait a little bit. Almost..â His voice was still soft despite the fact it was obvious they had been alone now, the words at the end of his pleading sentence dissolving into a barely heard whisper when his lips had found their way from the side of her face to the side of neck, kissing and eventually nipping at her soft skin to distract her. âEddie, Iâm almost there. Iâm gonna-â âDo it, itâs just me and you now, angel.â Chrissyâs helpless voice is what made him come to a final finish, being able to catch up with her. Her nails dug into the sleeve of his jacket that was still tightly wrapped around her waist, the feeling in her cunt becoming numb yet could just tell how Eddie was determined to keep filling the emptiness inside of her until they both came over their high at the same time. In and out, in and out, in and out it went at the very sweet spot he had been going at until a long string of curses left Chrissyâs lips after a high-pitched squeal had managed to escape first. Eddieâs low groan was audibly heard and exclusively to her only, making her blush even more than how red she was from the heat they shared from working to get to their climax. His arms constricted around her as if this was all some stupid, horny wet dream. As if he didnât hold on tight enough, Chrissy would disappear before his eyes and heâd wake up with a hard pathetic boner between his legs instead. His cock pushed in a little further one last time as he finally came, rather not to make a mess and leave it in her already wet, worn-out cunt.Â
The two stood there together taking deep breaths for what seemed like hours but in reality, was no more than a mere minute. Eddie pressed one last kiss to the side of her neck and withdrew his hips, practically hissing when the cold air met his now soft cock. He wasted no time readjusting himself back into his hellfire-themed boxers and then buckling his bullet belt, when he looked up all he could focus on was the way his cum began to slowly drip out of Chrissy, staining her thighs with him. But those perverted thoughts were knocked out of his head when he looked up once more and saw her pretty fucked out face, shaky breaths leaving her mouth, and the tear marks on her cheeks glistening under the cheap school lights. âItâs cold.â That was all that she said as she placed both hands against the stall door in an attempt to push herself to stand up, but her loving dork took the jacket that was around her hips, fixed the armholes, and slipped it onto her while he took care of her. Making sure to give her forehead a kiss as he buttoned the first button of the leather jacket. âYou did so well for me angel, I didnât push you too hard right?â Still recovering from the literal air being knocked out of her lungs, Chrissyâs response was a simple ânoâ as Eddie kneeled down and wiped down her thighs as much as he could with a wad of toilet paper peppering kisses on the spots he swiped as to apologize for the rough feeling after all school toilet paper felt like glass. The next few moments were spent in silence Eddie worked and Chrissy rested her hands in his hair to keep them warm. âAlright, weâre all down here if yo-â âLove you, Ed.â
Eddie felt his cheeks heating up despite the fact they were being so intimate with each other not even ten minutes ago. âYeah whatever you say. Love you too. Now you think you can speed on out of here so we wonât get caught together?â He fixed her skirt that was caught up in the band of her underwear, flattening it out so she was well covered. It was a shame they both had to act this way but Chrissy got rid of the comforting jacket that was covered in patches and passed it back to its original owner, opening the stall up and taking her leave but not before she bid her lover goodbye with promises of leaving her window open for him that night.
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March is Endo Awareness month! Iâd like to do several posts detailing some information about endo in general, myself and my experiences with endo and shed some light. Starting with this one about âMy Diagnosisâ...
I was officially diagnosed about a year and a half ago. I was initially diagnosed with polycystic ovaries without proper consultation and when the treatments for this didnât work I ended up collapsing and being hospitalised. Due to this, they agreed to do a diagnostic laproscopy- which is the ONLY way to properly diagnose endometriosis. After this, they confirmed I had it and the surgeon told me it was âextremeâ.Â
I feel quite fortunate to have been diagnosed fairly quickly as on average it takes seven years for a woman to be properly diagnosed with endo. This is far too long. After my initial laproscopy, I had excision surgery where the surgeon informed me it was stage 4 and was absolutely everywhere. My bowel was fused to my uterus, I had a 5cm âchocolate cystâ or endometrioma, my pouch of douglas, ovaries and uterus were covered but they did manage to excise a lot of it.Â
Seven years is too long for anyone to be suffering, it should not be the uphill battle that it is for a woman to be diagnosed and treated. Itâs debilitating, life changing and exhausting in every possible way.
Iâm not a huge fan of these introductory posts, mainly because I havenât got a clue what to say!Â
The main point of the blog is to give a glimpse into my life, somewhere to vent and explain. People may read it, people may not! So, without further ado, here are a few factoids about me and things you can expect to see on this blog:
* I am an endometriosis warrior. I was officially diagnosed about a year and a half ago and have subsequently had 6 surgeries within a year. Itâs an incredibly destructive disease and chronic illness and I need a way to be able to vent about this.Â
* I love anything historical, as well as working full time, I am also doing a part time degree in Classical Civilisation (Ancient History) because Iâm a full nerd.Â
* I love anything to do with animals, I generally prefer them to people as they have no hidden agendas. I love anything witchy, spooky and horror film related.Â
Iâm not sure what else I can say at the moment, but hopefully if anyone reads this blog theyâll find it informative, relatable and amusing!Â
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