zoe the vampire slayer

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Reader gets motion sickness on a road trip (She sits inbetween Steve and Eddie, and is technically only dating Eddie) and to keep her mind off of it, Eddie starts fingering her, and Steve isn't paying attention so he doesn't notice, but Eddie has a crush on Steve and knows reader does too, and that Steve likes reader, so he gets Steve's attention and Steve is shocked (He's so confused, like 'Why is Eddie Munson giving me permission to finger his girlfriend? Wtf?' But does help) and reader is having such difficulties keeping quiet and-

Sorry, I've been thinking about this for like a week. If you're comfortable with this, pleaseeee write it!!

-:)

need a distraction ✧

this is too hot help... 18+ minors do not interact.

pairings: bf!eddie x gf!reader x steve

warnings: 18+ smut, fingering, 1 girl 2 guys, sub!reader, slight voyuerism, maybe dubcon if u squint.

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a/n: first fanfiction i ever wrote so if it’s bad i’m really sorry

you really loved eddie. he was your boyfriend, and there was nobody who could make you feel better than he did. still, your attraction to steve was undeniable. something about the fast car, your nose in a book, and your legs being squished together by the two hottest guys in hawkins made something stur in your stomach. motion sickness. feeling the contents of whatever it was you ate shift up to your squirmy mouth, you shut the hardcover with rapid speed, the loud music concealing the noise. eddie was still zoned out, looking at the clouds through the glass window.

you scratch his head through his curls to get his attention, still feeling like your stomach is gonna launch its contents all over your new skirt.

"eddie, i don't feel good" you slur, cheeks tingling. "think 'm carsick"

he turns quickly at the sound of your voice. "come here, sweetheart." he whispers into your hair, pulling you in. "need a distraction?"

“immediately” you mutter, lips brushing against his band tee as he shifts to open the window. 

“alright baby, think i have an idea” he grunts, cold ringed hand gliding up your black skirt. his dexterous fingers tease your pussy through the red lace panties, letting a gasp slip from your soft lips.

“eddie” you warn breathily, whimpering under his cold touch. but your stomach is still spinning like a tornado, and you still have that awful feeling in your cheeks, making you cough. eddie notices. knowing its not enough for you, he suddenly gets the best idea he could ever muster up.

“steve, wake up” he says softly, poking the sleeping brunette. steve lets out some incoherent words before opening his eyes to see your skirt lifted up and eddie’s fingers teasing at the hem of your wet panties.

“what the hell, dude” steve questioned loudly. your cheeks grew pink, realizing how vulnerable you were in the moment. with nothing to focus on besides your anxiety and embarrassment, you find yourself feeling even more carsick than before.

“finger her, we both know you want to” eddie demands. and what guy would say no to that? steve looks down into your eyes before reaching his hand down to meet eddie’s.

“so wet, sweetheart” he started to rub over your lingerie, unaware of how much it affected you through the thin fabric. eddie’s ringed fingers still thrusted in and out of you teasingly, whimpers escaping from your mouth.

soon, steve had pulled your panties completely down and is now steadily moving his lanky fingers in and out of you. 3 fingers stuffed inside your ever so small hole, and 2 hands massaging around your most sensitive parts did more than just distract you from your motion sickness.

“d-don’t stop, don’t stop please” you say through wretched breaths, moans, and whimpers as steve slips another finger in.

“im not stopping until you cum, baby” eddie grunts. steve hardens in his pants just by that thought, mixed with the heavenly sight in front of him that caused his poor pink tip to swell. you bucked your hips further into their fingers, only wanting more. “so good for me and steve, right, sweetheart?”

“yes, so good for you.” you whine, starting to fuck yourself with their fingers. you moaned “keep going, please ‘m gonna cum.” eddie just can’t help himself, seeing you like this makes him crazy. he finger fucks you even faster, rings drowning inside your cunt.

“oh- i, so close” you say, letting out a moan that was a little too loud. steve’s free hand flies up to cover your mouth.

“shh- quiet, okay. we’ll put that mouth to use later, not right now” he talks into your ear, dumbifying you. seeing steve treat you like this, arouse you like this, aroused eddie. both boys wouldn’t be able to hide the bulge in their pants if they tried.

so many different sensations stirred up into a big knot at your core, begging for release. you moaned and whimpered as your boyfriend’s fingered continued to move in and out of you. shaky breaths left your mouth as you felt your high approaching.

“y-yes don’t st-” your own ragged moans overpowered your weak voice. liquids spilt from your sweet folds as you began to calm yourself down.

“good girl, you feel better now?” eddie asks cockily.

you cant seem to get any words out. just ragged breathing and whimpering as your boyfriend leans down to kiss you.

warnings: smut, pervert jonathan, slight somnophilia, non-consensual pornography, implications of sex.

pairings: perv!bestfriend!jonathan x fem!reader

a/n: short but lmk if u want a part 2! also my first little story ever so sorry if it’s bad!

u and ur mini skirts ✧

after the longest and hardest days, jonathan byers was always there to listen to whatever you had to tell him. you never kept any secrets from him.

but boy did he keep them from you. he kept secrets of you. you’ll never know about the dozens of up-skirt photos he has of you hidden in his bookshelf. or even the gems he captured with his hand on your bare ass when you fell asleep in his bed. he kept those ones in his sock drawer… for a reason. he couldn’t help it. and what else could he possibly do when his best friend made him so hard?

either way, you would never find out about his little secret. so when he heard you knocking on his bedroom window, he quickly hid his little stach under his pillow.

“come in” he coughed out, trying to sound casual. when you threw your leg over his window your skirt rid up, giving him the perfect view of your ass beneath your tiny lace thong. he could already feel himself shifting in his jeans.

“i feel so stressed” you groaned, sitting down next to him on the bed you knew so well.

“why, what’s wrong?” he questioned. he loved listening to you. he loved to make you feel heard. he loved trying his best to make your problems go away.

“school has just been stressing me out so much. i’m taking way too many classes and i don’t even have a break for lunch. i just need some release. just something to make me feel less heavy.” you vented, flopping back onto his pillow.

you feel something hard hit your head. “ouch jonathan, what are you storing under this thing?

if only you knew.

you turn over and pick up the pillow, only to see an entire pile of photos jonathan has taken from up your skirt, of your ass when you were sleeping. “what the fuck. what the fuck are these?”

jonathan wanted nothing more than to disappear. “i’m sorry i- i can’t help it. you and your fucking mini skirts. you don’t know what it does to me.” at this point, he already had a boner. even your confrontation was turning him on.

“wow, what a pervert.” you say with fake disgust. “i mean i knew that much but this, this is disgusting. i came here so you could help me destress and this is what i get?” you add teasingly.