have you seen him?

“Now.. kiss me.. kiss me like you kissed him.” 

You couldn’t move. 

A tight grip wrapped around your throat suddenly. Eddie looked vicious. He was a snake constricting his prey before striking. His eyes were inticiting you to come closer and the tongue that licked his dry lips told you he couldn’t wait to indulge in you. Daring to face the predator before you, you pushed against his touch and kissed him softly. As sick and twisted as it was, you knew the man before you could and would break you. Never have you crossed each other's boundaries, but many boundaries had been crossed when you kissed Steve. It was only fair, he thought, for him to devour you how he had always wanted to. What he had in mind now was deadly and unaware of what was in store, you still trusted him. Eddie planned to swallow you whole like a python with a small meek mouse. 

He growled deeply from his throat as his soft lips met yours. When you didn’t make an effort to deepen the kiss Eddie thought you were refusing to give him what he wanted. The next move was almost a blur to you and your senses. He pulled away. An open palm was suddenly in your field of vision before a loud ‘smack’ hit you on your left cheek. Your head turned with the force, and a yelp almost left your throat. Before you had the chance the hand on your throat lifted to cover your mouth and he pulled you to look at him. He watched your eyes pool with tears.

“That was how you kissed him?”

“Nothing more. Noting less Ed’s.” you answered.

He didn’t like that attitude. He growled, “I’m going to tell you this once, pretty girl. You will obey my every demand, action, and move tonight. If I push you too far, you will shut up and deal with it. m’kay?” 

That was the hardest Eddie had ever hit you. His palm that was over your lips slowly moved back down your throat and to the top of your shirt. He waited for you to answer as his fingers idly played with the collar of your shirt.

“Yes, sir.” You obliged. 

A glint of love danced in his eyes, but it remained heavily shielded from you and instead clouded with desire. Eddie let out a small laugh before he moved to grip your hips and lift you in the air so you were straddling his hips with your legs wrapped around him again, he barely huffed as your body weight shifted against him so he could carry you down the hall and to his dark bedroom. Eddie’s hair tickled your neck as he worked sloppy kisses into your skin. 

“Atta girl..” he hummed, “just needed a good talking to.” he said while opening his door.

Your back hit his bed with a thud. As you laid down he was pouncing on you. He straddled your waist with his knees to hold you down. His body weight completely sat on you while you struggled. You looked up at him with a touch of fear, curious to how he was going to punish you. The glint in your eyes mixing with your soft pout drove him wild. He almost forgot why he was mad at you, almost.

“Hands over your head. Now.” 

You answered him softly, but your whisper was drowned out as he worked on taking your shirt off. Unrestricting you from your clothes, you followed his movements to obey him. Before you could blink Eddie was unhooking your bra. He groaned when he watched your chest move up and down with your quick inhales and exhales. You were unmarked. Both of you hadn’t had the opportunity to mark each other as your own because of the fight and Eddie was dying to make you his again, you craved it just as much.

“Don’t speak unless spoken to. Don’t fucking whine. And don’t you dare move. Gonna mess up my work here, sweetheart.” he growled, laying out his rules.

You stayed as still as you could. Your boyfriend slowly moved off of your hips and down your body. His chest rested right over your warm center while your legs opened for him, his head sat on your stomach. His curls tickled you while he worked his wet tongue on your tummy. Eddie sucked a dark mark above your belly button before he began working on the left side of your chest. A sharp pain was all you could feel when he bit your nipple. He gripped your side harshly to hold you still and the pain of his sharp canines mixed with your pleasure made your back arch. He quickly changed his position to be over you. You could see his eyes watching yours in the dark before you caught him glancing at your lips.

“I said. Don’t. Fucking. Move.” 

“I'm so stupid. I’m sorry. I… I won’t move, sir.” he smiled. “and.. I should’ve never kissed Steve, Eddie.” you said breathlessly.

“Don’t. Do not fucking say his name. I don’t want to hear his name on your lips again.” 

And then he was pulling you in for a hard kiss, biting your lip painfully. You let a moan out into his mouth before he pulled away. Eddie glared at you while moving down your body again he began to work on the right side of your chest. Giving the same amount of love to your other nipple.

“I bet you didn’t squirm like this for Stevie, huh?” he hummed. “mhm, but whores like you get so sensitive, don’t you?” he moaned.

You managed to stay still after that comment. While he worked against your skin lazily, the softness of his tongue left chills in his wake. The darkness of his room clouded most of your senses. Then you felt him move to your hips. His lips sucked even darker spots on your hip bones. Him being so close to where you wanted him made you tense up. You didn’t dare move again and you listened to him hum appraisingly to nonverbally let you know he appreciated you. Eddie loved the taste of your skin on his tongue. When he pulled away, in the dark lighting, he could make out five marks. One under your nipple on both your right and left side, one above your belly button, and two on each of your hips, slightly above where your jeans hugged your waist. You heard him groan. Where he had bitten and bruised was so sensitive to the touch. His pointer finger reached out to dig into the soft tissue on your hips before he started again on your skin. Being sure to dig his fingers even deeper into the tender skin when you seemed to get used to the sensation. He would moan with you when you would cry out for him. He fucking loved when he caused you pain, especially now. You winced while he applied pressure to the fresh bruises and made new ones. Eddie just needed to connect the dots to finish his work.

“Your doing so good for me… Im just getting started and you’re already so fucking horny.” He raised up and tapped your cheek with his palm. “Open up, bitch”, you obeyed and nodded. Eddie leaned down and spit in your throat. “Swallow it.” He watched your throat constrict. You whined, he mocked your cries, “I'm almost done. Keep staying still for me.”

His taste and touch clouded your system as he slowly pushed you into a good headspace. He knew he had to be just gentle and demanding enough to get you out of your head completely. He had to pace himself. As much as he wanted to, he needed you to float further down before he could really start being harsh. He moved to work on your stomach and chest again with ease as he connected the blushing dots on your skin to make a nice 'M’. For mine, he thought. Muson. He wished he could carve it into your skin with his teeth. If Steve or anyone ever dared to try and touch you, they would know you were off limits. Maybe he could fuck you dumb and convince you that you needed his mark on you permanently. 

“Ah.. haha. There we go. Wasn’t so hard to stay still was it, dummy?” He looked down at you in the dark. As you nodded at him, you answered, “No, sir.” 

The gleam of his teeth told you he was smiling down at you. You wiggled under him as he pushed his rough calloused fingers into the waist of your jeans and slowly pulled them off. He let you get away with a soft pathetic moan as he worked them down your ankles. You knew what was coming next and Eddie knew he had pushed you far into your subspace. Now it would be even harder for you to obey his rules.

“to..touch me, please.”

Eddie ignores you while you whine, and then suddenly between your hips. His tongue starts dragging and flicking against your gushy, sticky cunt through your panties. The dark damp spot revealing all he needs to know as you struggle to keep your composure. His sparkly eyes meet yours in the dark as he listens to you pout. He smacks his hand against your cunt.

“If you’re gonna fucking whine you might as well make it loud. Lemme hear you, whore.” 

His hands curl around your thighs as he pulls you closer and laps up your taste. He hums against you and the vibration goes straight to your core. After his brutal teasing he knows it won't take you long before you're coming undone. His teeth bite your clit through the cotton. Your hands quickly dig into his messy fringe of curls as you try to drag his mouth closer to your center. Your hips mindlessly moving. Eddie moves his head to the right of your pussy and bites again. This time harder. You try pulling away but his mouth is latched onto your thing. Teeth pinching your skin harshly. Squeezing at your thighs with brutal force, his lips pull away from your clothed cunt with a soft 'pop'. You gasp as he grins toothily.

"Look how messy she is for me, baby. oh, poor fucking pussy, baby. She loves me more than she could ever love Steve." he sighed, looking up at you. 

You watch him playfully roll his eyes into the back of his head as his long tongue trails from your entrance to your clit. Glistening with his spit and your slick before his palm collides with your hot cunt again. His heavy biker rings leaving a sting you hardly enjoy. Your eyes tear with oversensitivity. 

“That’s right fucking take what you’re given, stupid slut.” he moves your restricting panties to the side and spits on your hot cunt before moaning.

Then Eddie’s back to working against your clit, tongue swirling and teeth biting your sensitive bud as he tries to remind himself to refrain from getting drunk off your pussy. You shiver, his fingers dance up your stomach, pinching around your taut, bruised nipples. 

“Did your little toy fuck you this good? Huh? I bet you were all wet for him too.. Weren’t you?” He cried. You whine over him as he practically yells his weaponized words at you. 

“No. I.. no he never.. touched me.” you cried. “I promise.”

Eddie lets his fingertips pull your panties to the side even further, the clothing stretching. “Oh sweetheart... don’t sound so disappointed… did my girl want him to touch her?” When he spoke, his fingertips brushed around the rim of your entrance. "No. Eddie.. only you. please. ple-." you whisper, voice shaky, and tears threaten to pour as he brushes and teases you.

He bites your inner thigh, closer to your core this time but only inches from the other bite mark. You try moaning his name but before the sound meets his ears he’s driving his middle finger deep in your pussy. Lips suckling at your clit as he smiles devilishly in the dark at you. His finger drives into you as you moan with his thrust. He pulls back to spit on you again, covering you in even more of a mix of both yours and his juices. He likes you sloppy.

“Yeah, baby? This pussy is fucking mine. It’s mine and forever will be mine. You have no idea how much I love this precious little cunt. You take me so fucccking well.” 

You were so easy to pull apart. you keen, eyes rolling into the back of your skull in shrill awe. “Eddi- fuck. I want to cum, pleasepleaseplease.” He slows his movements, “Oh sweetheart, were gonna make a deal m’kay..?” Eddie watches you nod viciously, “Yes, sir. Anything. Please.” you cry out. He nods at your good behavior. “You pick.. you don’t cum for the entire night, and i get to use and abuse this cunt until i’m finished.. or you cum now and you don’t stop cumming til i decided you’ve given me enough..” You stupidly choose the latter. He pulls your panties off of you and drapes your thighs on his shoulders. 

"c'mon then." he mumbles messily, his pointer finger joins his middle and he begins rolling and pressing into that soft, spongy spot inside you. Only he could reach it. "I want you to cum. Need you to cum."

You whimper at the demanding tone in his words, your thighs tighten around his head. Your fingers dig deeper into his scalp and you cry out to him, Eddie was filling every one of your senses as tears pricked your eyes and your orgasm drew tight in your lower belly. 

"please, sir." you heave out in such a whiny way his balls get tighter in his jeans. He suddenly becomes aware of how hot he is. Still fully dressed from his night out at the bar. 

“Give it to me. cum. cum for me, baby.”

You whisper his name like a prayer on a rushed tongue. Lips pouting and he watches you tuck your bottom lip under your teeth. Your back arching as your clit grows more sensitive under his flicking tongue. 

“That’s it, mmmhm. What a fucking whore." he presses his fingers deeper, grinning as your belly spasms. His bruising grip on your thighs push him closer and closer. "cum on daddy's tongue, baby."

Then your release hits you. Your thighs suffocate Eddie, you cum harder than any other man could make you. But when your knees press together and your toes curl in pleasure, it slowly morphs into your muscles being overworked and tightening harsher than they should. Eddie watches your eyes look at him pleadingly as he watches your spine draw tight and your back bow off of his bed. Trying to tug him off of you he groans. Eddie latches on while continuing to work his fingers deeper and deeper. Abusing your soft spot. As you go limp he watches your jaw drop in a silent moan, face scrunched and in pain.

“Fucking take it. I know you have one more, bitch. You asked for this, so take what I give you.” he grunts between your legs.

Your legs tingle with pins and needles as they rest on his shoulders. It feels like the snake has finally bit you, his venom leaving you lifeless. Your eyes roll in the back of your head as your body tries one more time to escape his python-like grip. He only tightens. You things carelessly push against his big, broad shoulders, and your feet thrash against his back. Eddie’s surprised by the fight you're putting up, so he slips his fingers out of you and brings his forearm around your waist. Pushing you further into his mattress. Shoving his tongue into your hole, you gasp. Eddie watches your breasts heaving and bouncing with your efforts. Your nipples perked up high for him to see, your clit pulsing against his tongue as he french kisses your cunt messily. You slowly begin to give up as another orgasm hits you like a wave. You ragdoll against him. He finally slows to let you catch a small breath. He pulls away slowly, spit dripping from his mouth and pooling onto your pussy.

“You should know not to fight me tonight, I deserve this.” Eddie growls.

Your legs slowly fall to sit around his hips as you can hardly move. Eddie raises off of you to take off his shirt. He wipes his cum soaked fingers on his tee before he’s throwing it somewhere in the corner of his room. He laughs as your barely open eyes stare at him. The soft tuft of hair leading into his jeans is all you can focus on before the clicking of his handcuff belt buckle coming undone catches your attention. He pulls his belt off and grabs your hands that are laid at your sides. He quickly restricts you with it while you’re stuck in a daze. You can hardly comprehend what he’s doing before your hands are tied and he’s standing up off of the bed, removing his jeans and boxers in one go. 

"Such a dirty little slut aren't you?" Eddie asked, crawling back up your body, the cock of his head resting on your tummy when your legs wrap around his hips. You’re drooling. "Shit- you’re so pretty when you’re all messy for me..." he whispered into your neck.

He messily bit your neck, marking you up with more of his love and venom. He rocks his hips softly while he listens to you let out little moans. His shaft was rutting between your folds and covering him in your slick while he prepared himself to enter you. Your body twitched as he moved forward, brushing your clit every so often. He lifted your legs so your ankles were dangling over his head, your hands still restrained from touching him.

“Can’t believe you tried making me fucking jealous, and using my best friend? You’re such a fucking bitch.”  He groaned before sinking his teeth into you again. “You’re gonna make up for it, though, aren’t you?” Eddiee purred, his tip began pressing into you and you nodded lazily with a cry, your hips twitching forward and your body well overstimulated.

“Y-yes.” you whispered.

“That’s right, baby.” Eddie answered you before kissing you roughly.

Your lips parted. He felt your body quiver under him as he pushed just his tip into you. His tongue easily dominated yours in your state of mind. Your body was bent in half as he kissed you. Eddie noticed your legs slightly tremble against his frame and felt your lower lip quivering when he kissed or sucked on it. Then he was pushed all the way into you. His hips were flush with your ass and his arms were wrapped around your thighs as he pushed your legs tight. You let out a choked whimper at his sudden intrusion and he groaned.

“Fuck you’re always so tight…” Eddie sighed.

He was sliding back slowly before sinking back in. His tip was against your cervix. Eddie was big, and he usually gave you a second to relax before he started drilling himself into you. This time he started pulling in and out of you as fast as he could, your muscles already relaxed from previously. 

“You want me to split your little cunt open, baby? Gonna fucking use you all night. I want you stretched open and molded to me.. Fuck….. A whore like you wont ever be able to be fucked by anyone else.”

You nodded mindlessly, “I’m so- sorry, sir. I- I’m soor- sorry. I should’ve never hu-hurt you.” you cried, before trying to move your hands to reach out to him. 

He quickly moved his hand away from where he held you to push your hands back down against his pillows. Your left leg fell from his shoulder and back onto his hip, your right leg remained on his shoulder. The new position granted him to push deeper inside you. Eddie listened to you gasp. Your pussy fluttered around his length all while he mocked you.

“You fucking greedy, bitch. You really need more of me, do you?” He barked.

His free hand pinched your sore nipples and then he ran his hand down your body. He slapped your pussy brutally while increasing his pace. You cried out as your core tightened, and Eddie felt your cunt grip him. His relentless pace hurt in the best way possible, his balls covered in your slick and clapping against your ass. 

“Are you gonna fucking cum already? You’re so fucking easy, your fucking cunt is so greedy.” 

“m’can’t help it.. you’re.. s-so big… stretch me so g-good, sir.” you whine, the stretch was so relieving after you hadn’t been fucked in a week.

“I .. i’m gon.. cum-m aga- pleaseplease..” you’re babbling under him, your mind fuzzy and fucked out. Eddie leans down to bite your neck, his tummy against yours while one leg remained over his head made your legs tremble. When he pulled away Eddie’s pupils were all blown out and dark. 

“Fucking greedy brat… cum for me then.” 

You threw your head back as Eddie raised up again. He laid one of his palms against your open mouth to silent your moans, he was pinching your nose so you couldn’t breathe. He gripped your hips to help your body meet his thrust as you gushed around him. Your chest heaved and your stomach muscles were sucked in as all the air in your lungs rushed out of you. He watched himself pump in and out of you like a jackhammer before he realized the little bump on your tummy, bludging out at him. He moved his grip off of your mouth and you gasped. He laid his hand flat on your stomach and pushed down. 

“Feel that baby? Oh fuck… i’m so fucking deep.” 

He continued fucking you until you finally came down from your third high. The absence of oxygen making you even more delirious. Your boyfriend was working you open than he ever had. In your mindless state you slowly forgot why he was so mad at you, curious as to why you deserved him using you this harshly, you began crying out for him to stop or slow down. Weakly pushing your restricted hands against his chest. He listened to you beg him for a break. Eddie laughed over you before he slowed his movements, but his thrust was just as hard. He mimicked the pathetic sounds you made while his thick cock continued his punishment. 

“Please Eddie! oh please! I can’t take it!” he laughed. “Yeah? Well you should’ve thought before you told me you wanted to cum earlier, fucking slut. You can take me.” he groaned as your pussy tightened around his cock.

“So. Fucking. Take. Me.” he spoke between his brutal slow thrust.

You both were so fucked out as he kept stretching you out. You knew you were going to be sore all day tomorrow, you’d be lucky if the burning pain he was causing would last less than three days. You started whispering his name under your breath. Your throat was hoarse from your moans and cries. The brief pangs of pain deep in your cunt would make you scream out every so often as your clit throbbed. He was all you could focus on, his chest was covered in sweat and his bangs were stuck to his forehead. 

“Steve will never fuck you like I do, sweetheart. He will never.” Eddie cried out.

Oh. Steve was the reason you deserved this. The existence of Steve had left your thoughts long ago as Eddie fucked your brains out. Tears brimmed at the corners of your eyes as he growled at you. You never meant to hurt Eddie’s feelings to a point where he felt he needed to take it out on you like this. This fight wasn’t going to be resolved with him fucking you and then moving on. You began softly crying as the tuft of his hair around his cock brushed against your clit with each slow drag. 

“God. Are you crying for me?” he asked.

You couldn’t think to say anything but continue pleading for him to stop, “Eddie. st-stop.. you’re hurtin’ me.” you cried, your tears burned your cheeks, “you’re bei- being mean. please-” you hiccupped. “We can t-talk.. about this..” you begged.

He smirked, the pain he was feeling danced over his features. Eddie didn’t care that you wanted to talk about it now, all he wanted to do was wallow in pity. He fucked into you faster while he proved to himself that you needed him as much as he needed you. Your face morphed into a painful expression as more tears fell. You looked up at him with glossy eyes, pink cheeks and pouty lips. That’s what broke his heart, this wasn’t the way to go about this, but it was all he had and his release was selfishly coming closer than he would like to admit. Maybe it was you crying that did it for him. 

“Keep fucking crying like that and i’m going to cum.” Your cunt involuntary clenched around him. “Oh you like that?” Eddie raised his open palm open and slapped you on the cheek, “cry for me then, slut.. I wanna hear you cry cause my cock just feels s’good.. doesn’t it?” 

You whined but nodded. He hummed down at you to show you gratitude. He reached his hand down to lay against your neck, he felt your pulse hammering as he tightened his hand around your throat. Your mouth opened up into a small ‘O’ shape as you whined and moaned. If you couldn’t convince him to stop, then he was right, you needed to shut up and take him. No matter how much it hurt for your cunt to tighten around him and your heart to almost shatter. 

“This pretty pussy feels so fucking good…” he moaned, “c’mere.”

He raised your hands up and unrestricted them from his belt. There were bruises where he had carelessly tightened his belt too harshly. He felt a twang of regret in his chest for how rough he was being with you. His lust pushed that feeling deep down though when he heard you wine in pain, brushing his fingers over the red marks. Then he flipped you over onto your stomach and his hand pushed your cheek into the mattress as he brutally pushed into you again.

“God, I love hearing you whining on my cock.”

At this new angle he was slamming into that gushy part of you with ease. Your ass bounced with his thrust. It was a view Eddie loved. He threw his head back as he felt you rushing to your fourth orgasm. Numbness littered your body as you felt yourself grow dizzy and breathless. Every single inch of his cock was buried deep into your cunt. Disappearing into you, his eyes watched, when he pulled out your pussy gripped him. Sucking him back in. That was the only answer he needed to subside his worries that you didn’t want this. You wanted this. He had to keep reminding himself why you deserved this treatment. Eddie noticed how your tongue lazily slipped out of your mouth. He watched you drool all over his pillows with each moan. 

“I needed this. I needed to fucking show you.. y–you can’t just get away with hurting me, baby” he sighed. “..and a..af-fter all i’ve done for you? shouldn’t ‘ave s..saved you and Steve from that fucking prick in the ally.” he moaned.

The stroke of his cock against your ridged walls and mean words made you twitch. He picked up his pace. You were steadily approaching another orgasm again. He noticed too, because his free hand reached between your hot bodies to rub your clit. Your eyelids fluttered, a sob and then a scream was being muffled by the comforter you were biting down on. The sensation was to much.

“Edddie!! Fuck! m’sorry.. im so sorry” you cried.

“oh you’re sorry? Now you’re really sorry aren’t you?” Eddie growled.

“red.. r–red.” you cried. 

Eddie’s heart began to hurt as he watched you struggle under him, your weak hands pushed against his leg, but he couldn’t stop now. He was fucking gone. Dangerously gone. Eddie’s hand slapped your ass a couple of times before he lifted his leg to drive into you harder. The sound of skin smacking, drowned out all of your negative thoughts. He was pushing your limits but it felt so delicious. Eddie’s soft panting and grunting told you he was close. It was the only thing you could focus on as you both neared your orgasm. The wet and sloppy sound of his cock plunging in and out of your pussy as you gushed around him was so vulgar. You moaned out his name, your whimpering cries made yourself sound muffled as you cried into the bedspread. You felt your walls flutter around him for what you hoped would be the last time. Eddie groaned as you began clamping down on his shaft like a vice. Not stopping once to give you a break because you felt just too good for him to stop. Then your pussy was throbbing open for him before gripping him again in a mind-swirling rhythm. 

“That’s right, cum all over my cock… filthy bitch” He grunted, he watched your eyes roll back.. “im gonna cum inside you, you’d like that wouldn’t you?”

His demeanor changed when you didn’t answer him, but pleasure was the only thing you could feel. Fear riddled his system, he felt your body aching for him as he picked up the pace again, his fingers tangled in your hair with a painful grip, trying to your attention. You couldn’t see him, but his eyes were slowly filling with tears. He was pushing you too far, he thought. This was too far. The closeness of his orgasm made him feel awful, something about you being unable to fight back felt amazing. He was so close, and a brief thought of you not remembering why you both were fighting nearly sent him over the edge. This was bad. So fucking bad. This was the only thing he could do to make you understand though, wasn’t it? Fill you up and leave you to think about how you hurt him.. but he had hurt you too, and now he was hurting you more.

“Shit-“ He pants out. “I'm gonna fill you up, baby.”

“Please-“ you beg him.

“fucck, baby, I’m sorry too.. s-sweetheart im so fucking sorry.” he breathes out, leaning down to trap your body between him and his bed, guilt riddled his chest, and his hand moved your hair away from your face so he could see you crying. “you’re s’perfect, I.. I should’ve shown you how much .. i loved you when I had the c–chance.”

You sob, taking his next few sharp thrusts until the familiar warm feeling of him filling you up is felt from within you. Eddie groans against your back, giving a few more shallow thrust to you after cumming inside. You closed your eyes as you rode out your last orgasm around his cock. You felt traces of his load drip out of you and onto his shaft. Neither of you moved. When you squirmed a little he shifted so he was pushed up slightly deeper into you. The sudden movement pulled a gasp from deep in your throat. The sound scared Eddie as he slowly came down from his own high. You were just so sensitive, and missed the feeling of being so full. You were grateful that he stopped his torturous punishment though, but to Eddie the sound made him think he had hurt you even more than he already had. Quickly he was pulling out of you and flipping you onto your back. 

“Fuck.” he whispered.

When Eddie looked down at you your eyes were red from the tears, your neck was bruised from his bites and rough kisses. Lips and cheeks were swollen. It was such a pretty sight, but he couldn’t believe he caused this. His hands hovered over the bruises he had left all over your chest. You watched his hands tremble before you looked at him. If he wasn’t so focused on the damage, he caused he would have caught a glance at your small smile. When your eyes connected, you saw your boyfriend begin to cry. He grabbed your limp body and latched onto you.

“I.. I lost myself..” he cried into your neck, “please where is your head at?” he looked into your eyes. “Hey.. you hear me? …baby?” 

He listened to you hum in content, but it wasn’t enough to snap him out of his negative headspace. Unable to regain full consciousness of what was happening you just reached your hand out to brush his cheek softly. He began kissing your open palm to bring you back down to earth, and to give him peace of mind that you wouldn’t flinch away from him. You watched his tears dripping from his eyes and down his face. You tried brushing them away but couldn’t with the pace they were falling.

“Please. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” he whined. “Where does it hurt, sweetheart?”

Your hand moved from his cheek to brush over his jawline. Your pupils were dilated to an extreme degree. A mix of the darkness of the room and the love you felt for him. His seemed to be the opposite. Pupils moving quickly over the features of your face to check if there was any sign of hatred he could see. He began to cry harder, he was a silent crier but you could tell he couldn’t breathe. He was frozen. Completely unable to determine where your head was made him lose himself in the poison he had forced you to take, and he didn’t have an antidote. Eddie had never felt this feeling before after you had indulged in each other. He was punching himself internally as he just stared at you, still looking to you for any answers. His ears began ringing and his mind was foggy. Anxiety made the air around him feel hard to breathe. His chest started heaving in panic. He didn’t notice that you had spoken to him. 

“Everywhere hurts.” your voice was hoarse as you joked. You can tell he didn’t hear you. “..baby? ..hey, come back to earth Eddie.” you whine.

Eddie must’ve not thought your joke was very funny because after you said it his eyes snapped to you, almost begging you to give him directions. He had never fallen so harshly from his high that he was dropped into this space. It felt completely unnatural. Luckily for him you knew how to handle him when he started beating himself up. Though you felt a little blind because you had never handled it like this, but you hoped you could give him any kind of relief. 

“..hold me, just hold me, yeah? let’s start there..” you whispered.

No. Eddie couldn’t move. He didn’t deserve someone like you after he had broken your boundaries, maybe Steve would’ve been a better fit for you after all. The negative thoughts kept twisting his reality. You decided to take matters into your own hands. You had never gone through something like this, it was like Eddie was submitting to you, and that had never been a dynamic in your relationship. It was all so new, but you tried taking control for him now. Even with your body beaten and bruised you moved so Eddie was laying on his side now. 

you spoke with a more demanding tone, “baby. I’m okay… you’re okay.” Eddie took a deep breath before finally speaking, “b–but I hu…” he couldn’t say it. “You didn’t hurt me any more than I wanted.” you answered.

You offered a small smile to Eddie and then kissed him. He was timid to open up to you as you tried to take the power from him. He pulled away. Then you were listening to him sigh a deep breath before crashing back into you and letting you trace your tongue on his lips. When his lips parted you breathlessly moaned, you gave him what he needed as he tasted the reassurance on your tongue. Suddenly he understood why you had so desperately needed reassurance when you had the stupid dream that had caused all of this. You heard him whine when he pulled away, like he didn’t want to but he forced himself too. He jumped when he felt your fingers start to trace loving, small circles on his skin. 

“I’m really sorry. I caused this.. I just could’ve been better f’you. It won’t ever happen again. Next time I promise, I’ll give you as much reassurance as you need, sweetheart.” You kissed him softly, “and I wont ever hurt your feelings like that again, Ed’s.” you told him without mentioning Steve, worried that it would force him into that headspace you were slowly getting him out of.

He hummed appraisingly at you. You both sleepily kissed each other till Eddie finally stirred. He looked at you with the most darling and sparkly eyes. He brushed his thumbs under your eyes to check that the tears he had caused were now fully dry. You watched a little smile settle on his pink swollen lips. You smiled back at him. Your Eddie was almost back to being himself again. He just needed one more push from you. Wondering if one more push and praise was all he needed you spoke with uneasy confidence,

“pretty boy,” you started, he loved that nickname, “can you go get me a big ole glass of water and a towel?” Eddie nodded quickly, “yes, ‘course.. anything for you.” he spoke with a small shake in his breath. 

Then Eddie was slowly getting out of bed. You watched him grab a pair of his boxers and pull them around his waist. He turned to see your eyes on him and he nodded his head at you to signal he was okay. He disappeared into the hall and you listened to the tap run in the kitchen. He was at your side again with a glass of water, he sat it on the bedside table before he was walking into the bathroom to grab a small wet washcloth. The bathroom light illuminated his room and your skin in a soft glow. You saw the ‘M’ he had made on your chest for the first time. The bed sank under his weight as he sat at the foot of it. He grabbed a shirt from the floor and looked at you. 

“Can you sit up for me?” he asked nervously.

“Mhm.” you purred.

You reached your arms into the air. Eddie pulled his shirt over your head and down your shoulders. Shielding the damage he had done to you away from his eyes, but when your hands landed back at your sides he remembered the red marks he had left in your wrist. He brushed them softly. They were already turning a bruising shade of blue. He tried not to linger on it as your fingers distracted him and intertwined with his. Then he backed up and moved between your legs, he watched you with his red eyes. You stared back confused to what he was doing, but then quickly realized he was waiting for you to give him the okay that he could clean you up. 

“..m’just sensitive… careful please.” 

With those affirming words your boyfriend leaned down and kissed your upper thigh before he pulled the wet rag through your folds. The soft glow from the bathroom granted him enough light to see what he was doing carefully. He listened to you wince and his unsure eyes snapped to yours. You smiled at him to show him he could continue. After that you had very little problems, he tried to be as gentle as he could, while you tried to fight back your whines. When he was finished he got up to grab a pair of his sweatpants you liked wearing. He grabbed your ankles so delicately as he pushed your feet into each hole and dressed you in his clothes. Next he was picking you up off of the bed, one arm under both of your knees and the other behind your shoulders. He moved the covers down off his mattress. When his comforter was completely untucked and thrown into a pile on his bed he turned around with you in his arms, he sat down so you were safely in his lap. 

“You take such good care of me Ed’s… really.” you couldn’t help but purr. Eddie stayed quiet as he grabbed the water and slowly tipped the glass to your lips, “I sure hope so..” he whispered as you took small gulps. When he pulled the half empty glass away from you, you giggled, “..mhm you take better care of me than anyone else… promise.”

He laughed as you smiled at him, with you in his arms praising him he felt like he was on top of the world. He understood you only had eyes for him, he just hoped that you felt the same way. He watched you brush some of his hair out of his face, his curls were wild and tangled from the past few hours. 

“Was the big ‘M’ necessary though?” you giggled, Eddie threw his head back in a soft laugh, “...mhm very necessary, baby...” he paused, “but it didn’t hurt too bad, did it?” 

You shook your head no, then Eddie slowly reached towards the nightstand to place the glass back down. You reached your arms around his neck as he straightened out your body weight against him so he could lay you down. His back hit the bed and you laid your head onto his chest. Your leg hiked up over his waist. He reached towards the foot of the bed to grab his blanket and throw it over the both of you. You felt safe when he reached down and brushed his big hand softly onto the meat of your thigh that decorated his waist and caged him under you. He wished he could stay under you like this forever. He hoped you still loved him as much as he loved you. 

You adjusted to bury your chin into the nape of his neck. Before you slowly fell asleep you whispered, “I love you.” The uncertainty left him as your words filled his heart, “I love you too, sweetheart.” 

•ʚ♡ɞ•

A cold chill woke you up from your deep slumber. Eddie sometimes liked to open the window when he woke up to let some fresh air into his room. You turned over to see one of his curtains gently moving from the outside air. The covers you were onced buried in were draped over your body loosely, you looked over your shoulder to see where your boyfriend had gone. On the bedside table was the clock it was barely eight in the morning. next to the clock there was a note, you reached out to grab it, the soft paper made a crumpling noise as you opened it. 

goodmorning, sweetheart. went to apologize to steve before i leave hawkins for tour, i was a little harsh letting him get his ass kicked like that, don’t yah think..? i’ve got breakfast on the stove & i'm bring home one of those really sweet coffee drinks from your favorite shop. i packed your bags and we'll leave for my next show tonight when i get back home. you're my muse, i love you. –ED

fin.

The car came to a quick stop. The tires of Steve’s car rolled on the hard gravel that mapped out Eddie’s lot in the trailer park. Your boyfriend still had you pinned underneath him in the back seat. Rough denim jeans against your skin ignited heat in your chest as his hips moved rhythmically into you. The relief you received from him against you was intoxicating, reminding you of the many times you’ve danced with him like this before. It was always loving and caring, rough when Eddie knew you needed him to clear your mind. You hoped he would clear your mind, because this time there were unanswered questions. Problems you know wouldn’t just be solved with him taking control and causing you to unravel for him. This time you both knew it was going to be different. A puzzle of emotions laid out between you two.

You hadn’t been under him like this in awhile due to your argument that led you into making bad decisions. Both of you hadn’t been able to peel back the skin of humiliation you had experienced for the past two weeks. The dream that had caused this was still lingering in the back of your mind. It was a wound that was still fresh. His reaction to your dream still stung, but it was easily forgettable as he worked against you. He held the remedy to your injury in his hands. His words. His movements. He was more kind to you than normal, but his harsh bites and tugs were laced with something strange. Your fingers played with the hem of his shirt, but you longed to place a finger on what was really bothering him.

You getting Steve involved in this situation must’ve driven Eddie up the wall. Writing that song about you and then performing it was reliving for him. You couldn’t be mad for the harsh words and digs that he wrote throughout his melodies. It was his way of expressing himself, and his feelings. You had to accept that. Especially after you had expressed your feelings with Steve. You and Eddie had been joined at the hip for as long as any of your friends could remember, so why couldn’t this have been resolved before you got to this point? The fighting was all so messy, so unexpected, so pointless. But the relief you both craved for answers and solutions was drowning in desire instead. Eddie was never good at being vulnerable without his songs and you were never good at making decisions. 

Eddie’s hips continued to work against yours roughly as he reached for the car’s door handle to make an exit. You couldn’t help yourself as your bottom lip pinched between your teeth while he surged forward. His free hand reached down to grip your hip to keep you still, his actions demanded you to be still. You could tell he didn’t want you to have any form of control after how much you had hurt him. His touch was burning as his warm fingers pushed you harder into the cushion with a growl. 

“Don’t you dare fucking move.”

A small whimper left your throat against your will as you heard the door pop open. Eddie glanced down at you with a knowing smirk. 

“Got you excited? You’re so eager for me aren’t you, sweetheart?” He said in a low whisper. His hot breath fanning against your cheeks made you blush a light pink.

Steve sighed in the front seat, reminding you he was there, “Alright, Ed’s let’s wrap this up.” 

Eddie pulled away from you and grunted, “can’t you just shut up?” Eddie barked.

He grabbed your cheek and pushed your face into the backseat cushion as he spoke to his best friend. Your face was flat on the expensive leather that dressed the back seat and was sticky from the heat that radiated off of you and Eddie. You let out a cry as the muscles in your neck turned abruptly. Eddie quickly shot his eyes at you when the subtle sound you made stirred his stomach. His eyes were scarily dark as he watched you. You couldn’t help but lift your hands and paw at him to get the loving glassy look back in his eyes. Instead, he laughed at you. You looked pitiful like this. 

You could tell Eddie was proud of his work already with the satisfaction dressed all over his face. He easily was able to get you so worked up with a few dirty words and some aggressive movements. He leaned down to lick your cheek grossly, he let his tongue hang out of his mouth as he gazed down at you. A line of spit connected his tongue to your cheek.

“Open that pretty mouth up for me.” He didn’t give you a chance to obey as he pulled you mouth open winder with his index finger and middle. Steve watched in the rear view mirror.

You moaned as Eddie’s fingers played with your throat softly. His index finger toyed with the heat of your mouth as he watched you swirl your tongue around his middle. He groaned. Eddie’s touch got harsher when you sucked him in with hollowed cheeks, your lips reaching all the way down to the hilt of one of his sparkly rings. His eyes bored into yours as he watched his jewelry sparkle with your spit. The deep black color of his pupils that swallowed his irises in the darkness of Steve’s backseat was a good reminder that he was hurt, and he was just getting started. Your heart started to beat faster. He was going to ruin you when he finally had you alone. His hand that was on your hip gripped you tighter as he watched your eyes gloss over in realization. Tonight was going to be exhausting for the both of you, physically and mentality.

When Eddie moved his touch away from your lips, you released him with a pop. Your mouth stayed open willingly. He smiled lovingly when your tongue softly fell from your lips begging him for more of a taste. Your taste buds danced with a metallic taste from the dried blood on his knuckles and a bit of sweetness from whatever he had been drinking at the bar. The flavor was evidence of him saving you from that man in the alleyway earlier, but it was also comforting and safe. Nostalgic of all of your memories shared together.

Eddie was everything you wanted and more compared to Steve. You couldn’t even remember how Steve felt against your lips when your thoughts were consumed with Eddie. Your mind and senses were sent into overdrive as you tried to compose yourself enough to hear your boyfriend's next command or question. Just trying to have enough brainpower to answer him when he spoke to you was damning when you felt this lightheaded.

It was so hard to focus. His fingers gently played with your swollen bottom lip and he laughed at you as you tried to suck him back in. He quickly gripped your throat to keep you from squirming. The pitiful whimpers that spilled from his new hand placement only seemed to edge him on. Your throat was warmed up and worked open from the previous intrusion of his big fingers, but he wasn’t going to give you something to keep your mind cloudy and occupied. He’d keep you on edge all night. You tried taking a deep breath, closing your lips in a tight line to steady your breathing while his hand soaked in your spit tightened around your throat. 

Eddie didn’t like that. He raised up slightly, and leaned back. Holding his body weight up with his knee and abandoning you. His hand that once held a vice grip on your hip was suddenly in your line of vision. He smacked you on your cheek with a harsh slap and you cried out at the pain. He smiled devilishly.

“No. None of that. If I tell you to open your mouth for me, you keep it open. I'm gonna be taking every last breath from you.”

Tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, you immediately opened your mouth up for him again, scared of what might happen if you disobeyed him in any way tonight. He shushed you as you winced at his gentle kisses on your cheeks. They were sure to be a little red by now. 

“Oh, baby… did I scare you? Shhh… m’sorry sweet girl. You're such a good girl for me.” Eddie leaned down to kiss your tears from your cheeks. Eddie hummed, loosening the grip he had on your throat.

“Don’t you think… I deserve it?” he kissed you again, “after everything you put me through?” he huffed.

“I’m not gonna be gentle with you tonight, we both know that.. and you’re already soooo needy baby… all because of me?” He chuckled deeply. “I wish you could see how miserable you look, all dumb for me with your mouth open wide…” 

Suddenly he was leaning closer and Eddie’s wet hot saliva was dripping into your throat, some landing on your cheek. You swallowed. He smirked as he cooed at you. His hand reached up to the spit on your cheek and spread his mark over your face messily. The taste of liquor and cigarettes filled your senses once again. He removed his hands from you and pushed open the door further. Chills went down your spine at his messy attitude, but it was partly caused by the cold air that rushed over you as the heat of Steve’s car rushed to escape out of the crack in the door. You clung to Eddie, trying to absorb his warmth. Your ankles crossed behind his back and your arms reached for purchase around his neck. They tightly landed against the back of his slick leather jacket.  

His body weight fell onto you at your motions, he let out a gruff and a laugh to mock your desperations. The sweet sound was laced with love. That was the first sign he still cared. He matched your eagerness as he pulled you to him by the small of your back and forced your legs to latch onto his hips tighter. He felt you shiver from the cold and began kissing you on your collarbone and neck to keep you warm. His tongue was soft and pillowy in comparison to his harsh biting. He dug his hips further into you to lift you up on his lap so he could slip out of the car. Your body followed him. You sat on his thighs and faced each other.

Eddie bushed your hair out of your face gently as you fit into his lap perfectly. He blushed before pausing to admire your features. He was so proud of how your eyebrows furrowed softly. You looked so precious with your swollen pink lips and blown out eyes. Eddie stared at you. 

“You’re still the prettiest girl I have ever seen. You know that? don't you, baby?” he whispered.

You silently nodded. He smiled dreamily. He knew your head was already light and spacy for him. Eddie grabbed your chin and pushed your head to the side, giving himself more access to your throat. He slowly kissed up the colom of your neck in gentle kisses. When he reached the spot that made you melt he nipped you with his sharp canines. 

“Eddie, ‘m sorry. i- i just don’t know..” you hiccupped, “do- don’t know what i was thinking, baby.” 

He giggled into your shoulder while listening to you intently. Your voice was set in a higher octave. He trailed his hot tongue from your collarbone to your neck. When he reached the shell of your ear, to accept your apology, his voice was gruff. 

“Oh yeah?” he clicked his tongue and let out a breathy laugh, “but.. sweetheart” he paused. “You fucked up bad, didn’t you?” he pulled away as his eyes softened on you. He could see your eye’s filling with more tears.

“Admit it for me. I almost got you out of that head of yours hmm? it’s okay, I've got you.. you don’t have to think about anything else but me… and I know I messed up too, pretty baby.” Eddie confessed to calm you.

“I’m gonna fix this attitude. I’ll fix this little problem you’re having thinking I don’t love you. I’m gonna show you just how much..” he kissed you gently before pulling away again. “...i love you.”

“I love you, Eddie.” You whimpered, he smiled at you before diving back into your soft neck. 

“Mmmhm. Like i said, I promise I’ll try being gentle, but I don’t think you really deserve it. Do you?” he questioned, testing your limits, wanting to know how far he could push this before he broke you.. and if you would be willing to take it. take him.

Steve groaned at his best friend's words. He sat stone cold in the front seat continuing to watch the two of you in the rear view. Steve knew this was going to be one of the last times that you were ever in Steve’s presence. Steve would be lucky if Eddie ever let you be within 20 feet of him again, and he was overly surprised Eddie even saved him from that fight in the alleyway. Eddie would’ve left him to teach him a good life lesson if you weren’t involved, but Steve’s thoughts on the whole situation didn’t stop him from speaking up again,   

“Can you guys hurry this up?” Steve spoke with his hands, pointing to Eddie’s trailer.

“A room is literally 10 feet away. At most.” He cried. 

The words Steve spoke engulfed Eddie in anger. He smirked sarcastically, clicking his tongue against his teeth. Eddie’s eyes met Steve's in the rear view as he pulled you closer. Eddie shuffled forward while he turned his attention to Steve. Eddie’s hand wrapped his hand around your throat tightly to keep your eyes on him. You whined and Steve rolled his eyes at the metalhead. Your head got lighter and the boys could see your arousal dripping from you. That's exactly what Eddie wanted. He was desperate to have you back in his arms. In his possession. You weren’t Steve’s, nor would you ever be. Deep down he knew that, but he wanted him to see it. 

Your tantrum was only caused because you thought he didn’t care about your little dream. Eddie hummed while his hand remained on your throat pushing down even harder. His grip was bruising. Your pulse was beating against his finger tips, but he paid no mind to you. All you could focus on was him as his eyes turned sharp. They watched Steve’s expressions darkly as he spoke to you. The way his head turned exposed his neck over you. It glistened with sweat in the dark lighting that flooded the car’s backseat. 

“Hear that baby? Hmm? Your little toy doesn’t wanna play with you anymore..” he snapped. “It’s not like he could really handle you anyways, you someone who will treat you like the slut you are. A doll like you needs to be properly played with.. don’t you?” 

He felt you try to nod at him while he watched Steve. His focus was back to you suddenly. Eddie’s hand moved swiftly from your throat to in the air. He smacked your cheek with an open palm. Both you and Steve jumped at the smacking sound. Your tears spilled out of your eyes from the sensations running through your body. He moved to get fully out of the car. His big boots thudded against the gravel as he lifted you out and kept you tightly to him with his strength. 

“Dumb whore. Words. You know I need your words.” he snapped. 

you whined, “..mhm.. only you know wh-what i like, m’promise.. only you take care of me.” was all you could choke out.  

His voice was deep and dark compared to your needy cries. You could feel the desire Eddie oozed to fuck you silly as he ignored Steve yelling to be careful with you as he adjusted you in his arms. He made sure he gripped your thighs hard enough to leave marks. You heard him kick the car door shut. He let out a breathy chuckle as you flinched at the noise. Eddie kissed you hungry as Steve’s car slowly backed out of the driveway. His feet carried the both of you to his trailer. Both of your eyes soft as you rubbed his cheek with your cold hand and gazed into each others eyes.

“I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry.. Eddie.” you sighed. You felt him walk up the stairs as his knees brushed against you. His hand reached into his pocket to grab his keys and he fiddled with the door knob before he spoke again. 

“You fucking better be.” he whispered before the door opened with a soft click.

His big palm rested on the small of your back as he pushed you against him. Like a magnet your legs tightened around his small waist so he could adjust you in his arms. Eddie kicked the car door closed behind him as he walked into the empty trailer. The brief walk to his house felt so long. The cold of the air outside made your skin prickle in chills, you shirt was still somewhere in steve’s car. Inside you looked at him slowly, resting your hands on his hot cheeks. He recoiled slightly, as if your cold hands burned his already hot face. You couldn’t tell if he was angry with you or if the liquor from earlier in the evening was the cause of his body heat increasing. A part of you hoped that it was you that was causing him to blush warmly. He paused as you rubbed the pad of your thumb under his eyes. A silent offer to dry his invisible tears.

“Will you ever learn to forgive me? If I apologized and told you that it’s always been you… wo.. would you believe me?” you whispered.

A look of shame danced across Eddie’s face, “Sweetheart, I know it’s always been me doll.. and listen..” Eddie sighed as he sat on the couch.

You sat politely on his lap, not wanting to put your entire weight on him. Eddie grabbed your hips and pushed you harshly against him. You yelped as your thighs split further apart to make room for him. He hummed in satisfaction.

His eyes were glassy as he spoke, your hands danced down his chest now, “I believe you and I forgive you.. but you’re gonna tell me exactly what you did with Steve in that bathroom, baby.. and you’re going to be good for me. If you disrespect me tonight more than you already have then we're going to have bigger issues.”

Eyes widened, you looked at Eddie in surprise, “You want me to do.. ed… Steve and I.. it was just a kiss.. just a kiss.” you cried. 

Eddie’s grip tightened on your waist, “..if it was just a kiss, show me.. how did you kiss him.. hm?” he raised your chin with one of his fingers so you would meet his gaze. 

“I- I don’t wanna think about Steve while i'm trying to make this up to you..” you reasoned with him. He let out a groan, “I don’t give a fuck what you wanna think about, if i demand you to show me.. you. show. me.” 

Your soft hands danced up and down your boyfriend's chest, “We.. we started like this.” You fingers continued to trace his chest. “He had his hands on me, and he was..” Suddenly eddie’s hands traced small circles on your hips. “and he put his hand on my neck.. he was gentle.” 

Eddie laughed. His fingers hovered over your hips until they were tracing your spine, when his hand met the back of your neck he gripped you hard. The muscles in your body tensed. Eddie could feel your pulse in his palm. You winced and he pulled you back slightly so he could move you anyway he wanted to.

“Of course Stevie treats you like your glass when i'm not around… he knows i'm the only one allowed to break you huh, sweetheart?”

All you could choke out was a strangled, “mh-hm.” Your boyfriend released you and tucked some of your hair behind your ear before he traced your hips again, “and what happened next?”

“..w-well we kissed.” you answered.

Eddie didn’t like that, and he was tired of repeating himself. His features turned sharp. He lifted you off of him and brought you to your feet. His frame towered over you and made you feel so small. As he crowded your space he walked forwards, you couldn’t help but flinch away from him until your back was met with the wall. Lifting both of his hands above your head, he placed his palms flat on the surface. Both of his forearms caged you in as his hot breath fanned on your face. He looked so sexy like this. 

“Do you not understand what I meant by show me? Are you to fucked out to understand my demands, pretty baby?” he paused, his eyes watching your lips part.

“You have no idea what I have planned tonight. Thought about it all last week.. couldn’t wait to see you.” he took a deep breath as if he was inhaling the fear that oozed off of your body. “I'm going to break you, like you broke me.. I cried for days, over one stupid fucking kiss.” He whined. 

“Now.. kiss me.. kiss me like you kissed him.” 

fin.

robin nodded in agreement. eddie was tough, but he wasn’t mean, not to people who didn’t deserve it, and he hardly snapped. earlier today at school he was bitter but he had reason to be. you were wrapped up with the jocks, preps, and student council. you had quickly become everyone's favorite student. so many people wanted to get to know you and you had only been back home for a week. except eddie, he didn’t want anything from you or your social status. he only wanted to help the pretty girl struggling with her locker at the end of the hall. your mind continued to wander while steve and robin talked with each other. their conversation slowly faded away into white noise. lost in thought, you thought about how eddie had approached you giving you a helping hand, and realized how much it met to you for him pulling your boyfriend away from you when you couldn’t stand the pda you were being subjected to. he did that out of the kindness of his heart, and you had been really harsh. and after all of that, he still had the courage to apologize to you. your cheeks warmed. you thought back to how gentle he was with you outside in the backyard. he let you invade his personal space, but most importantly he was himself. you hoped that the conversation you both just shared helped with mending a bridge between you both, even if he had forgotten it in the morning.

you hoped he wouldn’t.

it was reassuring to hear from robin and steve that the eddie you had spoken to moments ago wasn’t putting on a facade to you. you couldn’t help but wonder if he was always flirting with people, and before you could stop the words from escaping your throat you spoke,

“is he always a flirt?” you asked.

“who? eddie?” robin giggled.

“i mean.. sure, but depends who he’s speaking with. if he’s really laying it on heavy he either wants something, or he’s got it bad…” steve said while sipping his drink. 

robin gave steve a knowing glance.

“he almost kissed me you know..” you confessed.

steve looked at you with wide eyes. you frowned.

steve spoke to cheer you up, “oh c’mon, can’t blame the guy when you’re dating that asshole jock, he’s treading on thin ice.” steve assured it wasn’t your fault.

robin nodded.

you took steve’s words to heart. you questioned if it would’ve gone different if you weren’t dating anyone. you didn’t seem like eddie’s type but in some sick, and twisted way he was yours. he was all you could think about. a twang of rejection hit your chest. the insecurity of steve’s statement earlier of eddie just wanting something burned. was eddie just really drunk? he could’ve just been blinded with lust. maybe you were just blinded by lust.

“i think i really like him.” you whispered.  

then the three of you heard yelling coming from upstairs. 

the whole house got quiet. steve’s heart dropped. there was a loud thud that shook the walls upstairs. then a muffled yell. steve’s body tensed, he felt almost frozen. there was another jumble of swear words you three could almost hear. steve turned his body, it was eddie that yelled. he knew that voice. he jumped up from his relaxed position he once held. you and robin jumped from his sudden movement. steve was fast to come to the rescue. the sound of eddie screaming at the top of his lungs made him sober up pretty quick. steve knew eddie never held that tone with anyone. this had to be bad. his brain thought to all the bad scenarios he could walk in on while he was sprinting up the stairs. he thought eddie might’ve been getting jumped. he yelled back at you and robin when he was at the top of his stairs, 

“stay downstairs!” he demanded. 

steve cocked his head down the halls. the door to the same room eddie often stayed in was wide open. he rushed to the end of the hall. steve watched as a girl in a large shirt and pajama pants left the room with a terrified expression. steve let her pass and asked if she was okay before he rushed into the room to figure out what was going on. eddie was on top of some guy laying on the ground. his friend must’ve already got a few good hits on him because he wasn’t really moving or putting up much of a fight. steve watched him get up off of him, but eddie’s verbal punishment continued as he shout down at him,

“are you fucking serious! you greedy son of a bitch!” eddie spat. “you’re so selfish! you have the prettiest girl here! and you waste your chance with her on another bimbo?!” he cried.

“eddie! eddie! hey man!” steve tried calming him down, he pulled him back.

he pushed steve off of him. “no, steve, you don’t get it. i like her. we talked. she’s perfect, and this fucker thinks he can just walk all over her? i'm going to find her and i’m telling her what he did.”

“eddie! you can’t ed’s. look at you! you’d scare the girl!”

eddie’s words rang in steve’s ears. he wanted to tell eddie she liked him back, but he couldn’t. not yet. her boyfriend sat in the middle of the floor and he wasn’t going to share your confession in front of the two boys. steve didn’t see the benefit in him spilling the truth. he held his tongue and tried keeping a poker face. 

eddie looked at his hands. eddie’s fingers dripped blood. it wasn’t much but it was noticeable. his knuckles were red and his demeanor was evil. steve needed to calm him down. his eyes started to water, he was so pissed off he could cry, but he never cried in front of anyone. only steve on a few occasions but he wouldn’t let this get to him. he told you he wasn’t going to help you again. he looked at steve with sad eyes. steve and eddie wanted to tell you so bad, but steve was right, eddie was in no shape to face you right now.

“listen.. she’s downstairs with robin. you’re gonna ruin her night if you tell her what happened. she’s gonna be headed home soon. it’s gonna be okay,” steve assured. “she’s gonna be okay.” steve paused. “you said you weren’t gonna deal with these guys anymore. leave it alone. it’s not your job to get involved, i don’t care how much you care for her. this is going to be bad for you.”

steve glanced at eddie’s fist after speaking, his knuckles were swollen now. a bit of fresh blood danced on the silver rings on his hands. when eddie looked back at steve he was embarrassed. he shouldn’t have just jumped on the poor guy like that, but his temper got the best of him. steve looked away from his best friend and at your soon to be ex boyfriend. the guy was only in a white shirt and boxers. he was still laying on the ground but he sat up on his elbows. he didn’t say anything. blood was all over his face and dripped onto his shirt. the collar was stretched out. eddie probably dragged him out of the bed before punching him in the face. his eyebrow was split and his eye was swollen. he would probably need stitches. 

“got a good hit on him this time didn’t yah?” steve joked to cut the tension.

“sure did.” eddie answered. 

the boys paused. 

“please don’t tell her, okay? i don’t wanna hurt her.” your boyfriend whined. 

“shut the fuck up!” eddie and steve yelled at him in unison.

“you have a lot of balls asking us not to tell her, buddy.” steve scoffed.

eddie continued his sentence, “we’re not going to tell her, you are. you are gonna tell her first thing tomorrow. you tell her everything. you understand? start to finish. if i find out you didn’t i'll come find you and beat the shit out of you.” eddie threatened.

“yeah, and i’ll help him” steve pointed at his chest with his thumb.

“as if that would matter” eddie joked. 

steve scoffed at eddie before eddie started talking to your boyfriend again.

“i’m gonna lay it out for you. you’re gonna sit up here with me. steve’s gonna go downstairs and get her a ride home. she’s going to go home. get her beauty sleep, and tomorrow morning you’re going to go over to her place, tell her what happened, and break her heart.” he paused.

“and i hope you feel like a piece of shit the whole day. i doubt you will. but i pray to god you do.”

steve rushed downstairs after he heard eddie’s last words. he greeted you and robin. the crowd was cleared out, there were only a few strangers in the halls and on the couch. the commotion upstairs startled everyone. no one wanted to be caught up at steve’s house or be involved if there was fighting. usually fighting at house parties resulted in the cops being called. but you and robin stayed put. you remained quietly downstairs, trying to listen in on the loud muffled voices of the guys. you were both curious as to what happened. robin’s eyes grew wider as she saw steve’s full expression. steve gave her a look. she let out a sigh of relief. 

“he’s fine.” steve said. “the guestroom is a fucking mess but it’s whatever. he’ll clean it up.”

“thank god.” robin sighed.

“who’s fine?” you questioned.

steve glanced at you, “hey! …you..!” steve paused.

“so!” he clapped his hands together, “eddie said you had to get home. like, right now. so how about we find you a ride?” steve nodded.

he introduced you to one of the guys on the basketball team. steve knew him because he played with lucas. he knew you would be safe with him. you three chatted for a bit before steve and robin sent you on your way. your house was only seven blocks from steve’s. you lived in the neighborhood over, but he and robin insisted that you didn’t walk because of how cold it was outside. you agreed without putting up much of a fight and said your goodbyes. as you walked towards the entryway you turned to steve.

“thanks for being so kind tonight, guys.” you addressed both of them. “and i know he’s probably asleep by now but could you maybe let eddie know that i wanted to tell him goodnight?” you asked.

steve scoffed, “yup! you’re right! he is totally out like a light!” 

robin nudged steve in the ribs. 

“but ill be sure to pass him the word in the morning. i promise.” he nodded.

soon after you left, steve and robin looked at each other in shock. they were shoving each other as they rushed back up the stairs. their eyes were wide, they crowded in the room to see if anything had changed. it hadn’t. eddie remained in the room pacing back and forth while the football captain sat in a pool of his own blood on the floor. robin rushed to eddie to give him a hug. the guy was having a tough day. when she pulled back she looked at his victim.

“woah. you totally busted his face in.” she laughed.

your boyfriend scoffed at her comment. robin stuck her tongue out at him.

“okay that’s enough from you big guy. your lucky eddie didn’t knock you out.” steve said while grabbing your boyfriend off of the floor. “but you don’t get to be mean to robin. that is where i draw the line. you have got to go.” 

steve began walking him out of the door frame and down the hall. when he reached the stairs he carefully made his way down. it was late now, and though it was friday night he didn’t like staying up as late as he used to. he eased his way to the bottom and then opened his front door. steve forced him to leave his house and sit on the porch. he knew he’d get a ride home eventually, and he deserved to sit out in the cold for a while to think about what he did. meanwhile, upstairs robin turned to eddie. 

“you okay?” she paused. eddie didn’t respond. “uhm. i’m gonna go grab you a glass of water, okay? just stay put.”

“m’kay.” eddie sighed.

being that you just got out of the shower, you had a facemask on treating your pores. your hair was still wrapped in a towel and you started moisturizing before you changed into a skimpy silk pj set. you gazed over movies robin and steve let you borrow from family video for the night. walking over to your bedside table after getting dressed, your hands extended to where two movies sat. you picked up the VHS tape that had a pale blue face on it. "SCREAM" stared back at you in bold letters. the posters art gave you the chills. you were easily scared but knew it wouldn't be to bad for tonight. flipping the tape you started skimming over the back. as much as the film scared you it was definitely interesting enough to keep you preoccupied tonight. you pushed the tape into the VHS player connected to your tv. you settled into bed sitting on top of your covers.

the movie played through the opening credits as you looked at the clock and made a mental note. soon you would have to take off you facemask and dry your hair. you watched the opening scene. ghostface was still as terrifying as ever. to think that someone would really sneak into someones home and play with their victims like that gave you a gut retching feeling. paranoia and bad thoughts snuck their way into your head. you glanced back at the clock. it had already been fifteen minutes. you were getting lost in the movie. your heart was racing.

you thought now would be the best time to snap out of your horror film induced haze before you settled for bed. you got up to pause the movie and walked into your bathroom. a couple minutes passed before you were interrupted by the sharp ringing of your landline. you jumped suddenly.

'what the fuck!' you whispered.

you struck your open palm on the bathroom counter as you raced to grab your phone. you looked at the clock once more. 11:50 PM. it was a weekend, your parents were still out, eddie and steve were probably still busy with the kids, so who could be calling this late? you picked up the phone with haste.

'hello?' you answered.

no one returned your greeting. instead, you were met with a whisper of breaths. it sounded like they were taunting you.

'…hello?' your voice was more panicked now.

the culprit on the other end of the line laughed before the line went dead. you glanced at the phone you held in your small hand and gulped. you physically shook out your nerves so you could calm down. you inhaled sharply, walking back to your bed. it was easy to get comfortable under the covers and before you hit play you eased back into your routine. a couple more scenes played on the small screen and slowly calmed you. the cheesy comedy that littered the film was enough to push your nervousness down with force. you tried adjusting once more to add to your comfort.

your hand brushed against your thigh slightly. you winced when your fingers traced a small tender bruise that eddie had left from the night before. the pain sent goosebumps up your spine. your arousal spiked. remembering the actions from the night before, mixed with how you pictured eddie with stu's goofy personality, this was a trip for you. billy flashed on screen as you rubbed the contusion harder. billy really did resemble steve. that was really a good pick for his costume last night. you wondered if he was wearing it now. your anxious thoughts from earlier twisted into an erotic fantasy. your head lolled as you played with your waistband of your sleep shorts. it was past midnight now. you were getting turned on and eddie wasn't around to solve your problems. maybe you would tell him about your twisted fantasies? he was your bestfriend after all.

your eyes panned from the tv to your bedside table. extending your hand once more, you opened the drawer that was built in to the small table. reaching for the small bullet that you eddie had bought to use on you when he was teaching you how to touch yourself. the tasteful buzz danced across your skin as you pushed the bullet into your clothed clit. you teased yourself a bit longer while watching the killers chase the final girl through the house. you couldn't help but picture your boys doing the same to you.

tired of the teasing, you adjusted on your bed. you threw the covers off and made quick work of your silk shorts. tugging them to hang around your ankles. you began spreading your legs to get comfortable. moving your hand down and against your panties you found that you were already dripping with arousal.

in a flash you were squirming on the bed. desperate and soft whines filled the air as you tried to get a good angle to perform on yourself. you moaned the names of the two boys. you were bunching the blankets up beneath you greedily. pushing your hips with purpose onto your own fingers. you looked so needy. the whites of your eyes were exposed as they rolled into the back of your head, your cheeks were flush with a cute pink color. both of your hands perched beneath you now as you laid on your stomach. you were trying to keep your plush comforter in the right spot beneath your clit. no other thoughts were in your head other than eddie and a bit of steve. if only they could see you now.

you’d been thinking about them all evening. how much you missed them. how much you wished you could be between them. what they would do to you if they caught a glimpse of your actions. that last thought neared you to your orgasm, but it was pulled from you as quickly as it had arrived. the phone rang again.

'the fuck?!' you huffed.

you right hand extended to grab the portable phone that laid on the other side of the bed. you had thrown it to the side, keeping it close incase someone had planned to interrupt you with a creepy call again.

'hello?' you practically cried into the reciever.

your orgasm was cut short but your voice still held it's desperation. the person on the other end didn't speak up, but you heard the same deep breathing from earlier.

'hi, princess.' said steve.

your heart fluttered at the welcoming tone. you felt safer than ever. it wasn’t your boyfriend but you knew where ever steve was eddie wasn’t far behind. you thought maybe he was listening in on the call too. you continued to trace your fingers up and down your slit with steve on the phone.

'hi, stevie… where’s ed?’ you coo'd.

your hand continued to work between your thighs as you let a small soft moan slip between your lips. you bit down on your tongue to choke anymore slip ups back.

'mhm.. he’s around. what's that noise?' he questioned you.

your cheeks got hot in embarrassment. you didn't want to admit to your boyfriend’s bestfriend that you were pleasing yourself. the fact that you were thinking of them in such a horrific ways was embarrassing enough. and after eddie had just treated you to the fuck of your life last night? how pathetic. your head was spinning as you tried to come up with a white lie. you knew that if eddie was listening that he wouldn't be to keen on you playing with yourself out of his supervision and with steve on the phone? that man would see red. he was a greedy, insatiable, and envious boy. he wanted every detail at any moment. if you were to come clean the next time he saw you he would be sure to make you pay. it had to stay a secret.

'it’s just the movie im watching. lots of screaming girls, and all that stuff. y'know?' you answered.

'really, what?' he sounded shocked.

'just some scary movie.' you sighed as your hand slowed down.

'do you like scary movies, baby?' steve asked playfully.

'uh-huh. you know i do. how’s trick-or-treating?' you played into his game.

'it’s fine. wish we were with you. what's your favorite?' he said.

his statement sent goosebumps over your skin. steve hummed into the receiver. you could tell he had a hard night with the kids. it seemed like he really just wanted to talk to you so you continued to accept his quizzing.

'probably the one im watching now.' you giggled.

'oh. the one with the killer that i dressed as last night?' he went quiet.

he was waiting for your response. your breathing stilled. how did he know you were watching this film? you had already pulled your shorts back on covering yourself while the call went on but you jumped out of bed and grabbed your robe to throw on. you were feeling completely exposed. you knew eddie had stalked you in the past but never steve. you thought this was a total invasion of your privacy. you ran to your glass window and looked out onto the street. you didn't see eddie's van or steve’s bmw.

'what did you say?' you asked with shaky breath.

'i said, the one that i lent you for tonight?' he hums.

his tone was deeper now. you clicked on the outside light. a flood light illuminates the front yard and your eyes scan the darkness. it's still and empty. not a soul in sight. you turn the lights back out.

'that's not what you said.' you choke out.

‘are you scared?’ he giggled.

'stop playing around with me steve. if you’re here you and eddie both know the back doors unlocked just come in.' you huffed.

'don't hang up on me. hey! don—' you cut him off.

hanging up the phone brought you a moment of bliss. you let out a deep breath before it sounded again. the piercing ringing made you jump. you answered it more abruptly.

'steve! cut it out!' you cried into the receiver.

suddenly you heard a crash downstairs. you held the phone to your ear and listened to his laugh. fear paralized you.

‘what’s the matter, princess?’ he teased.

‘someone there?’ his tone was poison.

your ear was met with the deafening dial tone as you listened to someone struggling with the handle to your bedroom door. the only thing illuminating your room was your bedside lamp. you couldn’t quiet make out who the figure was that intruded on your space. the door sprung open now. his face was turned to a wall but as you left out a shakey breath he turned and lunged at you. the white mask pierced your vision. in a second it was all a blur. your back fell onto your bed and the mystery man was on you. the mask was the same from the movie you were just watching. he grunted in your ear as he pushed his chest onto yours. you screamed in fear. he struggled with gripping your wrist to bind you with his large hands. his other palm was on your mouth. he silenced your screams. as soon as he got you in his grasp he pushed his pelvis onto yours. he was already hard. you cried as he violated you. you were pinned. you bit his hand to get a few words in.

‘my boyfriends on his way! fucking prick!’ you lied.

he slapped your cheek as he winced at the pain you had caused him. you weren’t sure what to do but you couldn’t overpower him. your cheek stung with a red heat. he grabbed your cheeks as he watched tears pool in the corner of your eyes. the deep jet black eyes that were on the mask gazed into your irises. be could tell you were filled with determination.

‘such a fucking bitch.’ he moaned the words as he pushed his hips deeper into you.

his tone was familiar, but muffled. you spat in his face at the motion. you couldn’t admit but his jeans catching on your hot center almost sent you over the edge. you had been so close moments before. the masked man laughed at your bratty attitude. the laugh made you feel small and weak. you watched as suddenly his hand was under the mask. he pulled it off taking a deep breath.

‘oh … your boyfriends on his way now is he, sweetheart?’

you whimpered as you heard him speak to you with a dominant energy. he knew you were soaked underneath him. the black and white mask hit the floor. eddie shook his head like a dog leaving his sweaty curls exposed. the mask wasn’t very breathable. you gasped as he leaned down to lick up your neck to your cheek. your eyes began to trickle with more tears. he had really scared you and the relief that you weren’t going to be murdered spilled out of you. emotions you didn’t know you were holding jerking tears from your tired eyes. his presence was so scary a moment ago. now, he comforted you. it was so sick and twisted.

‘pretty girl… i scare you?’ eddie coo’d.

his tone was deep. he loosed the grips on your small wrist and let you greet him in a hug. he pulled you into him and picked you up. spinning you around. you caught a glimpse of your door opening slightly more ajar. steve walked in unexpectedly. eddie kissed your neck gently as your eyes met steve’s gaze.

‘baby.. hi.. hey, im sorry. look at me?’ eddie said.

he pushed his forehead to yours. you met him with ease and he pushed his nose into your cheek. he asked you to take a deep breath as your eyes watched steve walk into your room. you nodded and let your lungs fill with the smokey scent of everything that encapsulates eddie’s personality. steve began making himself at home while you two dazed off in each others presence. when you were calmer, you turned your body in eddies arms. cocking your head back at where the other boy sat on your bed. eddies arms tightened around your thighs to adjust to your shifting weight.

‘what are you both doing here?’ you questioned.

‘happy halloween, baby! you think i’d leave you all alone? really?’ eddie laughed, nuzzling into your throat with his curls.

‘what he said!’ steve giggled.

eddies eyes were big as the watched you. those cute puppy dog eyes stared at you like you were the only light in his life. steve laid back on the bed letting out a low grunt. you soaked in eddie’s soft look before turning your heada again to meet steve. this time you eyed him. the boy was wearing a light wash denim jean with his brown belt. a plain navy blue shirt and his favorite grey jacket. he looked warm and inviting. you jumped out of eddies arms and greeted him in a hug on your bed.

‘ah! hello to you too!’ steve grunted when you crashed into him.

‘i was bored without you guys..’ you confessed.

you were so close to steve’s face. you wanted to pepper him in soft kisses. the boy saw your desire and smirked at your eagerness. eddie plopped down on your bed, joining you and steve. he pulled you by the waist so you could straddle him. a yelp left your lips and the quick movement. eddie’s back was against your headboard. your knees found their place against his thighs. steve watched you both get comfortable and decide to pull off his jacket. eddie pulled you in for a kiss cupping your cheeks. your tongue darted out of your mouth to catch his. you needed them. he pulled away from you in shock and watched your eyes. a string of spit connected you. eddie studied your face in his hands. he dropped his hands to throw his jacket and vest off somewhere in your room. he grabbed your cheeks again. this time with more force. your eyes were blown out, your hipps rutted againts him, and you moved your hands to his wrist and gripped tightly. he tutted at you.

‘ah ah.. steve our girl must’ve really missed us.’ eddie teased.

there was a pause. eddie moved to your ear. he spoke in a whisper. steve could barely hear him.

‘you already warmed yourself up before we got here. hmm? fucking slut couldn’t wait.’ he grunted.

his hips pushed against you to meet your movements. he pulled you in even closer by the nap of your neck. his searing grip scared you again. he let out a sigh of pleasure when you jumped at his touch. his noises being so close to your ear made your pussy clench around nothing. he nibbled on the hot pink tips of your ears before he spoke into them again. his breathing was low and deep. he held your hips in place before his dominate hand caressed your soaked mound. he could feel you through your silk shorts.

‘what a little whore. we we’re watching you touch yourself, you know? we saw everything.’ he confessed.

your stomach sank in embarrassment. eddie snaked his dominant hand from your center and up past your chest. he grazed your nipple on the way up to gripping the front your neck. the simple relief of his calloused fingers on your hard nipples made you tremble. when he grabbed your throat this time his grip was relentless. he extended his hand out to steve. the long haired boy passed him a switchblade. the mechanism made a sharp sound as he revealed the silver blade. your eyes went wide.

‘i know you love scary movies, sweetheart. i wouldn’t be a good boyfriend if i forgot now would i?’ eddie growled.

as he spoke he pushed your neck backwards. the rest of your body followed. steve just watched as eddie crawled ontop of you. your legs opened for eddie and he rested his thighs in between yours. he sat on his heels quickly taking off his jacket. when he resumed, he began grinding on you. you felt him growing harder with each thrust. he gave you a few pumps before he showed you his knife again. the silver gleamed in the dull yellow light that illuminated your room.

‘wanna make a scary movie with us?’ eddie questioned.

he wanted an answer but you were breathless. so much was spinning through your head. had they really been watching you? your walls came crashing down and all at once tears trickled down your cheeks. despite your emotions you gave eddie a nod.

‘c’mon. can’t have that, princess. talk to us.’ steve spoke now.

‘you sounded so pathetic on the phone. now you can’t even give us an answer. poor baby.’ eddie mocked you.

their tones together was like velvet. talking to you like you were nothing made you feel so small. steve’s hand traced your thigh as eddie crawled above you. they gave you a menacing look. as if they knew all your sins and wrong doings. you were convinced they were sent here to set you straight. steve licked his lips as you let out a whimper. he was hungry for you, you would argue that he needed some kind of relief more than eddie. the whites of his eyes were almost gone when he stared with dilated pupils. he huffed when you suck out your bottom lip in a pout. his hand was trembling when he gripped you tighter.

‘are you going to hurt me?’ you squeaked.

‘hmm. do you deserve to be hurt?’ eddie spoke with a dark tone before steve could answer.

‘would you want to be hurt?’ steve corrected him.

you whimpered as eddie traced the blade across your neck. he was careful not to push any pressure onto the heavy knife. instead, he just traced your pretty arteries. he grunted when your skin pulled with the blade. he moved it down to your collar bone and then cut the strap to your top. he let out a deep laugh when you moaned at his actions. your nipples were hard, your groin pushed onto eddies thighs. you felt his boner pushing at his jeans. he desperately wanted relief you could see it in his body language, but you all three knew the idea of him being able to play with you was much more satisfactory for him. he held you down by your hips.

‘stay still, or ill fucking cut you.’ eddie demanded.

you froze.

‘she’s gonna be real good for us stevie.’ your boyfriend coo’d.

he cut the rest of your top off leaving your chest exposed to the boys. he groaned as he took one of your nipples into his mouth. you let out a soft cry when he lightly bit at the skin on your chest. he pushed the blade on your tummy. the sharpness made you suck your gut in trying to avoid it. eddie pushed the blade harder causing you to hold your breath to avoid injury.

‘sure you can stay still baby? maybe ill make fuck you so good you can’t control yourself when you come undone under me. then i can hurt you real… bad… i wanna cut you so bad. see you all pretty and red for me.’ eddie growled.

you whimpered at his tone. he was being serious. you whimper when you stole a glance into his dark eyes. he watched terror pool over your face as tears fell off the corners of your eyes. he let out a deep giggle. you flinched under him.

‘aww poor baby. i think she’s watched one to many movies, stevie.’ he joked.

he pulled himself closer to your ear. he wanted to say something he knew only you would hear. the knife teased your cheek as he spoke in the softest tone you had ever heard from him. his words were anything but soft.

‘keep crying for me. only me. gets me so fucking hard. you look so pretty when your miserable.’ he whispered.

he pushed his throbbing center into yours. he grabbed your cheeks with his thumb and index finger as he pulled away. he sat the blade in the middle of your stomach. it stayed perfectly still on your skin as you let out a breathe you didn’t know you were holding.

‘you trust me?’ eddie looked deep into your eyes.

‘yes.’ you whispered.

eddie turned his gaze to steve. eddie nodded at the other culprit. steve truly thought this was a bad idea but eddie knew his girl more than she knew herself. he let out a satisfied goan. he asked you another question, you hesitated for a bit.

‘do you trust steve.’ he waited for you answer.

there was a pause.

‘yes.’ you sighed.

eddie hummed in satisfaction. he moved a few strands of your hair out of your face and kissed you in a wet passionate kiss. when he pulled away you tried following. he grunted as you bit his lip. he submitted to you and gave your mouth one more greedy kiss. the small gesture was reassuring. eddie really loved you. you pulled your hands over his shoulders to keep him on you. in an instant he had you pinned again. one hand on your throat and one on your frail wrist.

‘fucking minx. i said.. stay. fucking. still.’ eddie growled.

‘careful ed. you know better than i do but she’ll trap you in an instant.’ steve teased eddie.

there was a bit of playfulness in his tone. he looked at you with warm sugary eyes. you watched him palm himself through his jeans. steve knew what was to come. you had no clue. steve watched you eye him like he was nothing but an object to you.

‘greedy little thing, aren’t ya?’ steve groaned.

eddie put pressure on your throat. the sensation made you snap your eyes back onto him. he desperately wanted your attention.

‘open your mouth, pretty girl.’ eddie pleaded.

you obeyed him with eagerness. your lips fell apart. you stuck your tongue out to tease the boy but also to open your throat. you knew that the odds of you coming to a release would go so much smoother for you if you behaved. he spit in your mouth with force. the suddenness of it made you jump.

‘swallow me.’ he moaned as he watched you close your mouth.

‘my pretty girl. so good for me.’ he coo’d.

he sat back on his heals. eddie pulled his shirt off revealing his inky chest and scarred torso. you soaked in the sight. you wished you had your camera close by so you could take a photo for the future, adding something more recent to your collection. he unhooked his belt and removed his handcuffs from the center. he locked them in place on your ankles this time. when he got done the stood up and watched you give him a clueless look. he stared at you from the edge of your bed in just his jeans. he pulled the knife off your tummy and played with it against his palm.

not even a second passed before steve was on you. in the midst of you watching eddie he had already been undressing. he was completely nude his cock pushing against your thigh and leaving a trail of precum on your supple skin. he growled as he pulled your shorts down. you had on cute white cotton panties. the boys knew that. they had seen you earlier, but seeing it up close and so inviting was something entirely different. steve grunted as he realized he couldn’t pull your shorts completely off with your ankles bound.

‘fucking dumbass.’ he glared at eddie.

he turned his head to your boyfriend and swiped his switchblade out of his hand. he wasn’t being as careful as he should’ve been. the blade pierced his thumb drawing a little bit of blood. his adrenaline protected him from the instant pain. he watched you with hungry eyes.

‘like he said, princess… you need to be still.’ he assured.

he moved your legs to the side. you were still on your back just bent at the waist. he cut through your shorts with ease. his next target was your underwear. suddenly steve saw a flash of blood on your skin as his thumb traced your center. his heart raced. the blood stained your white panties. he smeared it on your inner thigh. you whimpered at his closeness. the sudden noise mixed with the bright crimson liquid scared him. he tensed up.

‘baby? hey? i didn’t hurt you right. im sorry i must’ve got you. you okay?’ steve panicked.

steve dropped the knife at your side. far enough that it wouldn’t cause any more damage. eddie watched the both of you. he undressed and sat in the chair in the corner of your room. enjoying the show. you looked at steve with a polite stare. you knew this was a game for them, especially steve. but this break in his character told you that steve really loved you as much as eddie did.

‘mhm. steve. you didn’t hurt me.’ you coo’d.

he brought his hand to your cheek. his eyes pooled with tears. blood stained your cheek. the smell of the irony substance blinded your senses. steve watched as his finger bled openly. he pushed it onto your tongue. the scene of you made him blank. he pulled you into a deep kiss the mixture of blood and your taste gave him chills. he couldn’t wait any longer. he pulled your panties to the side. he shoved himself into you not giving you a chance to adjust to him. he pulled both of your legs to sit your ankles around his neck. the cold cuffs trapping him into you by the nape of his neck.

your moans were almost screams as he pushed over you to pull you into a kiss. you were almost bent in half. his cock rutting against the soft spongey part of your walls. he kissed you deeper to silence you. he knew eddie hated when you cried and pleaded. he was doing it for your own good. he groaned when his freely bleeding hand coated your chest and nipples in his blood.

steve pulled away from your lips and crossed his arms over your legs. he pulled your ass into the air. his strong hard trust had nearly pushed you to the foot of your bed. you eyes had been clamped shut to avoid coming undone from watching steve pound into you. you were already so close.

‘you’re taking me.. so. fucking. good.’ steve growled.

he thrusted in between words. you let out a piercing scream as each snap of his hips was harder than the last. he was so deep. it had only been your second or third time with him but his size helped him learn just how to make you cum.

‘gonna c—cum already.. fuck— gripping me like a fucking glove baby. already .. want me to fill this fucking pussy up?’ steve groaned breathlessly.

he wasn’t asking you for permission. steve loved filling you up like you were his own girlfriend. your eyes opened as the rolled into the back of your head. you felt a presence over you. your eyes watched the man over you the best they could. you felt something cold pushed against your neck. you let out a whimper. the knife steve once held was in a tight grip in eddie’s hand. steve slowed down as he tried to keep his orgasm from spilling over into you. they weren’t done just yet.

eddie placed the blade between your boobs before he pulled you to the very foot of the bed by your under arms. the covers bunched around your shoulders. his force made steve slip out of you. you whined at the lost of fullness. your head was upside down over the edge of the bed. eddie pushed his cock into your throat with sheer force.

‘making her make so many pretty sounds, stevie… had to feel it on my fucking cock.’ eddie coo’d.

his strong ring cladded hands clamped down on your throat as his balls met the tip of your nose. you gagged against him. when your throat was stuffed full of his length he let out a deep groan. steve pushed into you as he realized eddie was settled. your eyes watered as you tried swallowing eddie’s cock down. just how he liked it. he let out a cry when he felt your throat swallow him.

‘fucking whore kn..knows how to take our cocks don’t you, baby?’

your pussy clenched around steve at eddies words. steve slapped your clit. letting out a groan. his paced quickened when you sucked him in deeper.

‘oooh. fuck— ed. she loved that.’ steve moaned rolling his head back.

‘you like that, princess? like when eddie calls you a whore?’ he had some bite in his tone.

eddie grabbed the knife that was between your boobs as he fucked into your throat. he looked down at you as he pulled all the way out. the knife sat on your cheek now. your lips parted he toyed with just the tip of his cock on your soft lips. you looked up at him with fear. in a flash eddie was cutting your cheek. you cried at the pain it turned you on more than anything. your mouth escaped the tip of eddie’s cock so you could breathlessly say your next pleas with real demand.

‘fuck— pleasepleaseplease let me fucking cum!’ you cried.

tears trickled down your face. the internal sting of your throat from eddies cock on top of the external pain of your cheek combined with the pleasure was to much. you were already cumming on steve cock when eddie slapped your cheek that he just cut and shoved his cock back down your throat. the muffled crying that came from you made steve climax instantly with you.

‘c—cum. please. fucking cum for us baby. and keep fucking crying for me .. just like that.’ eddie demanded.

steve was pounding his cum deeper into your stomach. eddie watched as steve’s cock made your tummy flex as he hit your spot. he buried himself in your throat to his hilt. when he felt you swallow on him to keep him down he reached for the blade and cut you where he could see steve’s cock in you. it was a small incision but the pain made you scream. your throat opened wider. eddie pushed deeper than he had ever been. the new sensation of the deep walls of your throat shocked him. he bucked over into you.

‘hol—holy fucking.. shit, s-sweetheart.’ he growled.

he held his hips deeply into you not moving. you couldn’t breathe. he came as he felt your fist trying and struggling to push him off of you. he loved when you struggled under him. he turned feral.

‘fuckkkk. fucking try to fi-fight it. try to fight it.’ he groaned.

you had no choice but to gag and swallow his load. his body went limp and he pulled out of you with a satisfying pop.

steve had moved away from the both of you.he was already slipping on some clothes that he had kept at your house now for these visits. he knew his time with you was through, so he prepared the wet rags and bandages to clean you up. eddie was always the roughest when it came down to it. eddie was always the the first to start and last to finish. it was what you three were comfortable with. you trusted eddie more too.

eddie pulled out of your throat and flipped you over on your stomach so you wouldn’t choke on your own spit. he knelt down at the edge of the bed. he looked at you with worried blown out eyes. a few moments passed before he caught his breath.

‘did.. so fucking good, pretty girl. such a good.. girl. taking me so g-good. that’s the deepest i’ve ever gotten.. in your… th—throat.’ eddie groaned as he watched your purple face regain color.

you hummed as you choked. he rubbed your throat and brushed your tears off of your cheeks. steve returned with a dry rag and gave it to eddie so he could clean your face from the spit and cum that dripped out of your throat. you winced when he went over the injury on your cheek. steve passed him a wet rag and took the dry one back. the blood stained the fabric he licked the wound before he rubbed it one more time. the blood stopped spilling from the injury before he placed a bandaid in a signature ‘x’. eddie kissed your doctored cheek and hummed.

‘so.. pretty.’ it was an intrusive thought he didn’t mean to say.

his cheeks went flush pink. you could’ve cried at his compliment. his eyes were filled with pure love for you. he couldn’t believe after everything he had done to you and put you through you were still his girl. another voice pierced your ears.

‘roll over, princess.’ steve pleaded.

the boys cleaned you up and eddie got into pjs. they took turns babying your as the other situated themselves. you were never left unattended. eddie made sure to doctor your wound that he left on your lower stomach. while he was working on you he gave you a new set of underwear that he grabbed out of your drawers. nothing to crazy or lacy, but instead comfortable. a pair of black panties and his favorite black cotton bralette. he pocketed a pair of two of your more revealing panties for his own collection. he helped you put on both articles of clothing and pulled you into him on the bed. steve rushed to his overnight bag he brought. he pulled out a dainty bag.

‘surprise, baby.’ they giggled.

eddie hummed with excitement. he had been the one to pick it out. steve revealed a new pair of silk black pajamas to you. you didn’t wanna speak to thank them. you were exhausted. you hugged eddie tightly and nodded to steve with a loving expression. when steve met you on the bed you kissed his cheek. they helped you put the new set on before they wrapped their warm arms and fresh blankets around you. eddie grabbed the remote to rewind the film.

‘so where were you in the movie, pretty girl?’ he coo’d

you looked at eddie and steve with soft eyes. steve reached for a fun size candy bar and unwrapped it for you.

‘the part where the killers get the final girl.’

fin.

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this is the second part to my halloween series! it ties in with my fangs series so im gonna link that below! so sorry it was late but as always hope you loved it and are excited for more! im also writing this for my halloween writing challenge. if you're a writer and wanna check that out ill leave a link below. i love the ghostface!steddie au so i think it's my favorite work so far. please remember to send me feedback and nice comments! it inspires me :) thank you so much for reading this far! you’re the best! remember to reblog, fav, and comment to support me and other writers!

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fangs. || my masterlist.

nancy’s eyebrow furrows as she tosses a little black silk dress at you. it landed perfectly in your lap. it draws your attention. it's just a small dainty item of clothing. your eyes grow wide. the fabric is glistening and soft to the touch. you knew that if you tried it on it would surely fall in all the right places. you hold it up by the thin shoulder straps. you let out a stasified sigh, grinning at nancy.

"oh ed's would just adore this...' you blush. 'but it isn't a costume nance!' you huff.

‘god! your such a brat. how does eddie deal with you all the time?!’ nancy giggles.

'it could be!' robin chimes in.

robin has her finger in the air, in a 'matter of fact' way. she had been throwing out simple idea’s for halloween costumes at you and nancy for the past half hour, ignoring the two of you bickering completely. she’s lazily sitting on a bean bag chair thats perched in the corner of nancy’s room. her head was in the clouds. you watched as she rolled her head back on her shoulders and dropped her hand back into her lap. she was continuing to brainstorm who you could dress up as for the party, now including the black dress in her ideas. she’s sporting a pretty good costume herself, dressed as marty mcfly from back to the future. she’s wearing the iconic shoes and everything.

‘why don’t you just dress nice? we can give you some cat ears and call it a costume! if steve tried denying you entry eddie would just beat his ass.’ she shrugged.

you chuckled at her statement, she was right. eddie would throw a fit and probably a few punches if steve tried uninviting you to his party while you stood in the entryway. the thought made you blush. those boys were still always a handful when it came to you. eddie was clearly more dominant over steve and you could just imagine eddie complimenting you as soon as you arrived with cheap cat ears on telling everyone how much of a minx you were. his face slowly turning to a twisted frown as steve denied your entry. you sighed.

‘but robin! i want to have a good costume! i never get to dress up. eddie never wants to! and the one year we decided to do costumes, i show up in a little black dress and animal ears? how boring.’ you rambled on.

robin senses your emotions and tries offering more ideas, the black dress in mind still. ‘you could be a playboy bunny? frankenstein's bride? what about.. catwoman?’ robin sighs.

as if catwoman wasn’t just exactly that, a little black dress and cheap cat ears. your obviously overwhelmed as you shrug and let out a disheveled grunt. out of the corner of your eye you watch nancy spins on her heels. the two girls could tell you really wanted to wear the little black dress. she pushes her lip out a bit. a cute pout washes over her face. the scene is quite funny considering she's dressed as doc brown to match robin's costume. her large goggles that sit atop her head slowly slip down and she adjust them quickly. she snaps her fingers suddenly, grabbing a VCR tape from her nightstand. she shows the discovery to you and robin abruptly, pointing to the cover.

'buffy! you could be buffy the vampire slayer!' she cheers.

the girl on the cover was wearing a black silk dress. the dress you held in your lap looked nearly identical to the one buffy was wearing. she held a large wooden stake in her hand, warding off predators and a large silver cross around her neck. it sat above her cleavage on a small dainty chain. you smiled at the suggestion but robin busted out laughing.

'oh my god! that's perfect! her boyfriend is quite literally a real life vampire how fucking funny would that be?' she snickered.

rolling out of the bean bag chair she fell over in a belly laugh. both you and nancy giggled at her antics. the girls were no stranger to what had happened, you and eddie had told them about how eddie managed to escape from the upside down. however, the demabats had turned him in the process. you also always wore a small skin toned bandage on your neck. eddie often getting to greedy during sex and having to get a taste of you. the girls would've asked eventually. steve also would've spilled his guts to robin as soon as he had the chance, sharing all his secrets with his bestfriend was nothing out of the ordinary. you found it to be easier if you just told them. you valued their friendship because it didn’t affect you guys. the three of you were still as close as ever, that’s why they were here now assisting you in the best way they could. you let out a relieved sigh finally figuring out your costume. the three of you looked at the clock. 8:27. you still had thirty minutes to get ready and head to steve's house. you were suposed to be there at eight. in fact you promised. eddie wasn’t going to like that. never mind that, now, after sorting through garments and ideas the three of you decided you would arrive fashionably late. you tried to hide your uneasiness as you thought about how needy and pouty eddie would be when you finally showed up. you were scrambling to finish getting ready, robin mostly helps your situation. she, after all, had been ready for the past two hours. she’s letting out a sigh next to you, and grabbing accessories. she makes a few final decisions for you. the jewelry and last touches she throws onto you to add to the overall effect. nancy beings decorating you in pretty makeup, while she puts eyeliner on your waterline, robin's keeps scrambling through nancy's jewelry box. she’s looking for any crucifixes she could find.

'ahhh! this is going to sell the look. it's perfect.' robin huffs.

she pulls out a small silver cross that was on a thin chain. she urges you to hold your hair up as she clasps the necklace together around your neck. the cross was sitting on your chest and above your cleavage. just like buffy. robin and nancy perk up as they look at you. they gave eachother a knowing smirk. oh, eddie totally owed them for this. the three of you were finally ready to head to the anticipated halloween bash. robin fixes her hair in the mirror one last time as nancy darts behind her. the determined brunette hurries to grab her keys off of her vanity and is running down her stairs. she’s standing in her living room now calling over her shoulder. your ears perk up at her soft and demanding tone.

'lets go girls!' she calls from the bottom of the staircase.

you and robin sprint out the door bumping into each other. you were comically racing down the stairs and when you both arrive in front of nancy your in a fit of giggles. nancy turns her back and faces her front door. hiding her smile, she reaches for the door knob. before she was able to open the door the coatrack in the entryway catches her attention. grabbing a large, slim, black leather jacket she turns to you with an extended arm. the small addition completes your outfit and you each prance out the door as you slip the coat over your left arm.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

steve laughs at eddie as the boy realizes how stupid it is for a vampire to be dressing as a vampire. comical to say the least. they’re both covered in a bit of fake blood, the two boys looked truly horrific. ready to host the scariest halloween party hawkins had ever seen. steve was dressed as ghostface from the movie scream, his attire underneath was a white shirt and blue jeans to match the movie. when he took off his mask to chuckle at his bestfriend eddie winced at how terrifying he really looked. his shirt was covered in the bright red liquid and it was dripping all over his face. steve’s long hair and boyish charm definitely pulled off the perfect billy loomis. he brushed his hair back before speaking,

‘dude, you look fantastic! it’s ironic, but you look nearly identical to spike man!’ steve cheers.

steve looked so funny without his mask on. the dark cape swallowed his body. gripping his large fake knife in his other hand he sat down his mask on his bed. eddie looked at himself in the mirror. his hair was slicked back some. his curls and dark hair were the only thing that maybe offset the look. he was wearing a faded pair of his black jeans, his thick belt, his black boots, a maroon t-shirt, and a red button up that was undone. steve graciously let him borrow it. but atop all of his attire, his black leather jacket dressed his shoulders. it went with the character and he felt secure wearing one of his comfort items. he revealed his fangs in an evil smirk.

‘never felt more like myself.’ he smiled a toothy grin.

eddie slurred his words a bit. his talking pattern was a little different now as he tried to get used to having his fangs on display. it was new and fun for the bloodsucker. he couldn't wait to show you and the rest of the party-goers his pretty, white, sharp, pearls. eddie and steve, while they were brainstorming ideas, knew that eddie should dress up as a vampire. just so he can be himself again for the night. balancing real life with his new lifestyle was hard. he hated hiding parts of his life. it had forced him to be conforming to a quiet and calm society. eddie was anything but quiet and calm, but he couldn’t really flaunt his fangs like he was right now. not unless he wanted to be hunted by the town of hawkins. then he really would be the towns monster, as if he wasn’t already the poster child for satanic panic. he didn’t let it get to him, tonight was going to be different. eddie got to hide behind a costume. one that he owed his bestfriend for the idea.

'thank you, stevie.' he giggled, shamelessly.

breaking his glance from his reflection he said the soft words to steve. the long-haired brunette and curly haired boy shared a smirk before steve was patting him on the back. steve had got the idea after working a long shift at the family video. eddie swore he wouldn’t do just classic dracula. he claimed it was to basic and cheesy.

‘that shits like baby stuff man! i mean listen! you’re going as ghostface, a killer that takes advantage of teens in a small isolated town. that’s something that could really happen you know! that shits fucking scary. and what? i'm just supposed to dress as some pale monster in a black and red cape? shit is so boring.’ his words ringing in steve’s memory.

eddie begged steve to help him ever since he changed the dress code for his annual bash. not wanting to be embarrassed by showing up in something cheap or idiotic. so steve did. he had been brainstorming ideas for the past week before stumbling on a new arrival for the halloween season while at work. ‘buffy the vampire slayer’. the cover showed a man and a woman on the tape, the man leaning over her to bite her neck with drawn fangs. he rented the season one collection and popped it into his VCR tape when he got home. he watched up to season three before inviting eddie over to finish episodes four and five.

‘that’s perfect! spike! you could be a total spike! you guys have the same fucking personality man.’ steve cheered, happy to have found a solution.

eddie gleamed watching the credits of the fifth episode fade to black. they had finally found the perfect character for him to play for the night. well that was last weekend, and you and eddie hadn’t really had the time to see each other to talk about your costumes. maybe if you both had the time you could’ve dressed up as buffy to match him. after watching episode four and five your boyfriend guiltily realized he had a huge crush on buffy. he was lost in a daydream for the remainder of episode six. imagining you as his slayer and how he would love you toying with him. how flustered he would get with his sweet demise around the corner every time you were together. unsure if you were going to spare or sacrifice his soul. the whole concept was so metal, and eddie knew you loved halloween. he hoped you would be impressed with his new scary hot look. even if it was just for tonight.

'do you think she still has a crush on me? seriously?' eddie insecurely admitted.

the statement almost came out of nowhere. of course you still loved eddie as much as you did the night he first began pursuing you. steve began laughing at the boys stupid comment, brushing his hands through his hair.

'are you kidding? i wish she wasn’t still competely head over heels for you. id grab her out of your grimy little hands if you’d just loosen your grip.’ steve joked, he continued. ‘..and after tonight man.. for this whole getup you have going on... you're gonna really owe m—' his statement was cut short.

steve hurried as he jumped to his feet hearing the doorbell ringing. he made sure to grab his mask, throwing it over his long hair. he walked out of his room and down the stairs, eddie followed closely behind. the boys rushed into the entryway to greet their first guests. a group of three friends that went straight to the backyard after grabbing drinks in the kitchen. eddie and steve decided to join them. following their lead and grabbing some beers to start pregaming. your boyfriend poped open a can eagerly awaiting your arrival.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

eddie glances at the clock. 9:02. he slams a beer aggressively. his tongue plays with his fangs in his mouth. brows are furrowed. face is flush. eyes are a deep black. when the lights hit them they have a slight crimson tint. he’s craving your presence, maybe your taste too. he’s realizing that his hunger was a bit more insatiable since having his fangs out the whole night. he grabbed two shots out of the kitchen and walked over to steve, offering one to him. he was the only person bringing him comfort since you and the girls were still missing. the party was loud and restless now, it made him more nervous. the climax of the party was approaching and your boyfriend was ready to celebrate your favorite holiday with you. him and steve had worked so hard on this. his face frowned. he really felt like you were missing out on the whole set up they had made. the cheesy cobwebs laced over the mantle and stairs. fake spiders laid in the makeshift webs. plastic skulls that lined the stairs, the sunken in eyes watching the couples run up to the many bedrooms. yeah, he was really missing you. he let out a sigh while cheering his shot with steve and chasing it with a fruity soda. when he finished he made a funny noise sticking his tongue out. as if that drink was harder to choke down than all the others. his eyes wandered watching other girls prance around the party. they were all dressed in distasteful cheesy costumes. he focused his eyes back on his best friend. he knew you'd be the best dressed.

'ughhhh, steve. why didn't we host a costume contest too?' eddie sighed.

he turned to steve watching the long haired boy eye a girl dressed as a nurse. his glance didn't leave her body as he answered eddie. sending a cheeky wink to the nurse.

'dude c'mon. you totally would've rigged that. anything to have your little 'sweetheart' win. it would've been unfair.' steve replied.

eddie mumbled under his breath, 'shit. it’s not my fault she's the prettiest ever.'

it was getting harder for him to handle the loud crowd without having you by his side. where are you? his mind races. he pouted. thinking maybe something happen to the three of you on your way to the party. where are you? his mind echoes. you were supposed to be here by now. he cursed himself for not offering to be your ride. he missed you so much and was getting overly desperate. it had been four days since he had last seen you. christ sake, it was an hour past eight too. you said you would be there at eight. 9:06. the clock stared at him. four days and an hour and six minutes to long for his comfort. he chugged his drink. whipping his chin he spoke in an agitated tone.

'where is she!?' he pouts at steve.

eddie saying his intrusive thoughts out loud to steve made him realize just how desperate he was. it was pathetic to him. he knew you would find it endearing, but it hurt his ego a little bit.

‘oh! everyone watch it! the vampire is about to lose his cool!’ steve teased, but he continued.

‘robin called earlier, said they would be here in..’ he glanced at his watch. ‘twenty minutes.’

‘when did she call?’ eddie asked eagerly.

‘uhm.. dunno? ‘bout twenty minutes ago?’ steve let out a laugh.

‘gaaah! i can’t take it!’ eddie slammed his fist on the table in the kitchen.

he put his head in his hands rubbing his face. he was slouching down so his forehead hit the table in a tantrum. steve giggled at his dramatic antics. both of the boys were feeling the liquor now. they had been drinking for the past hour. eddie didn’t mean to drink so much. he was just trying to keep his hands busy with something in his hand. fidgeting with the tabs that sat atop the silver aluminum cans satisfied that need. if you arrived to the party later and made a fuss at him about how he should’ve waited for you to drink he had a plan to just push the blame on you. wondering why you left your sweet boyfriend alone for so long. you knew he missed you. you knew!

‘steve. this girl. she’s gonna be the death of me.’

he let out another huff. he didn’t have you to run his big calloused hands up and down your body in hungry desperation. keeping his hands busy with your curves. that’s what he really needed. it had the ability to calm him. he lifted his heavy head, looking back to the open living room door. he grunted as he watched more people walk in. none of them being you. the curly haired boy definitely was a little drunk but he promised himself to only drink one more beer as he slouched up out of the chair and walked to the counter that possessed bottles of liquor and cases of beer. his back was turned to steve who sat at the kitchen table twiddling his thumbs. he quickly sprung to his feet when he watched his best friend robin walk through his entryway. eddie hadn’t noticed. steve greeted robin in a big hug in the middle of the living room.

‘no, please don’t kill me, mr.ghostface! i wanna be in the sequel!’ robin joked as steve approached her.

‘boo!’ steve jumped at nancy and robin, almost tackling them to the ground.

the girls dramatically screamed like they were in some slasher. eddie’s ears perked up at their voices. you guys had arrived. he quickly tried darting out of the kitchen, stumbling on his feet. very quickly, he realized. fuck. maybe he had a little to much to drink. he decided to stay put. he knew you would find him soon enough. after all, he had been so patient all night. two more minutes wouldn't hurt. eddie could be calm and collected, he’ll show you. he turned back to face the bar as he day dreamed about you running to find him. maybe you would find him and put your hands on his back. reaching around to rub your open palms on his chest. he loved when you did that. he wanted attention and knew you would graciously offer it to you if he acted like he was giving you a cold shoulder. if you pushed your tits up against his back in a soft hug he planned to spin around and greet you in a kiss. his jeans tightened around his groin at the thought. he wanted to be good for you. his hands reached for two cups, wanting his first move to be offering you a drink.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

you, robin, and nancy had showed up to the party just before it died out. the noises and lights omitting from the large house were loud and obnoxious. the door was wide open. carved pumpkins lined the large entrance. teens and young adults alike decorated steve's lawn. all of them sporting some drink and dressed in a costume. sneakily avoiding the scattered groups of people, the three of you continued up the walkway to the door. a wolf whistle in your direction hit your ears in a sharp jab. you barely had time to react before you heard nancy yelling in the direction of the source of the sound. she spoke with attitude,

'sure buddy! hit on dracula's girlfriend!!! see how that goes for you!' she snickers.

you rolled your eyes, watching robin throw up her two middle fingers. you didn't even glance in the culprits direction. not wanting to give them satisfaction of having your attention. instead, your eyes stayed low, following your feet as they walked along the path. you glanced at the pumpkins that lined the gravel. one pumpkin grabbed your eye seeing that eddie had carved your initials into it. a big plus sign separating the letters next to a large EM. you smiled and pointed it out to robin and nancy before the three of you were darting into the large house. you decided to check the halls for your boyfriend first. he was usually lurking in the dark. you lost robin and nancy quickly, but didn’t mind. you figured eddie would be a little tipsy right now and roaming to keep his mind busy. you huffed as you searched. you knew he was totally going to be upset you weren’t parading him in kisses when you found him. truthfully though?you couldn't wait to crash into his arms. yeah, he was going to give you a hard time for being late to the party him and steve we’re basically hosting for you, but you were ready to deal with his snarky attitude. you knew eddie couldn’t stay mad at you for long. you softened your shoulders. plus, it wasn't entirely your fault that you were late. putting off your halloween costume till last minute was definitely not your fault. it was steve's and eddie's. that's what you would lead with if eddie gave you attitude. suddenly you heard steve yelling at robin and nancy from the living room, your head turned at the booming noise. you met the killers gaze. he looked like he was straight out of the movie.

‘look out there’s a killer on the loose!’ you yelled across the loud crowd, pointing at him.

the teens in the crowd jumped at your outburst but you didn't care. eddie's dramatic personality was blending into yours and you loved it. that boy really helped you come out of your shell. you sent steve a small wave after the stares subsided. he gave you a cheeky smile before lunging his fake knife into the air. his next words were said in a dramatic sharp tone.

‘you’re next, freak!’

steve had started using the same nickname he used on eddie with you. it was kind of endearing. he waved you over to him. walking through the tight crowd took some time but you were giddy when you were finally able to greet him in a big hug. you shared a few words before he was throwing his pointer finger over his shoulder towards the kitchen. he was signaling that you could find your trouble maker boyfriend somewhere in there. you darted back into the crowd away from his sight. steve’s eyes grew softer as he watched you rush to the kitchen. he was examining your attire.

'holy shit! i just realized. buffy the vampire slayer?' steve choked on a laugh.

robin's eyes met his gaze in a confused gaze, 'you think that's funny?' she questioned.

'i think it's fucking hilarious considering eddie is dressed as buffy's number one enemy and love interest; spike.' he smirked devilishly.

robin and nancy's jaws dropped to the floor.

'YOU'RE KIDDING?' they giggled shoving each other towards the kitchen.

'go! go go go! move it!' nancy urged.

'alright!! we hear you!' steve begged her to stop nudging him in his back.

they couldn't wait to watch the entertaining scene that was soon to unfold. the three of them felt like they were in some sitcom with just how perfect this all played out. you were matching costumes and neither of you knew. they sat at the bar in front of eddie. they each wore a huge grin. eddie looked at them with curiosity. he watched steve whisper to robin, the conversation they shared ineligible to him.

'he's gonna think this was planned! have i mentioned he has a huge crush on buffy?' steve snickered as they squirmed in their seats.

they watched eddie pour two drinks as you walked into the kitchen behind him. they had a perfect view of the two of you. your eyes met with the trio and you gave them a look that read,

'what are you doing?'

robin mouthed a few words back to you. 'he's literally dressed as spike.' she giggled coving her mouth.

your eyes grew wide as you moved closer to him. admiring his back that was dressed in costume. his attire was no different than what he usually wore but it added to his boyish looks and devilish attitude. he looked so handsome. eddie's body tensed. he felt your eyes on the back of his head. he spun around on his heels and when his eyes met yours you were so much closer than he was expecting. he grinned a toothy grin at you. his fangs sparkled in the light. they were drawn in plain sight. it made you blush. your eyes went dark with desire. you liked this new git up. you batted your eyelashes at him as your hands danced up his torso. you took note of his breathe being short as your palms slowly inched to sit on his collarbones. his eyes glanced at your chest. then to your pink plush lips. then back down. he noticed a large cross dangling just above your cleavage. his hands were full carrying the two small shot glasses he so graciously wanted to offer to you. but he was stunned. he didn’t wanna be holding anything other than you. his eyes met yours once more. shit. he gulped. the leather jacket you were wearing swallowed your small frame. you looked like a doll. pretty and proper. ready for him to play with. his face was red. steam practically coming out of his ears. he was immediately apologetic to your late arrival and he didn’t even have to tell you. you knew. he could tell you caught his drift in his eyes. his jaw fell slack as he tried to speak. buffy the fucking vampire slayer. oh, he was so fucked.

'hi eddie..' you pulled him in for a deep kiss by the back of his neck.

eddie's knees buckled at your action. he let out a deep guttural groan he didn’t realize he was choking back. loosing control of his grip, eddie dropped both of the shots he just poured. they fell to the ground in slow motion as he wrapped his big hands around your back, moving his large palms to the small of your back out of eagerness. steve, robin, and nancy erupted in laughter.

'soooo smooth man!' yelled steve.

steve turned to nancy and in a whisper tone spoke, 'i didn't do a good job watching how much he had to drink...' nancy rolled her eyes at him.

eddie threw up a middle finger in the direction of the trio. directed towards his bestfriends comment, but the three of them didn’t care. they were hunched over in their own little world. nancy and robin moved their hands against their cheeks to wipe the tears of laughter that pooled at the corner of their eyes. how perfect was it to have played out like this? steve and robin shared a high-five. ignoring them, eddie kissed you in open mouth kisses, his tongue covering your lips in his spit. he was sloppy as he groaned and bent you back slightly. his arms constricted you tightly. one of his palms around the small of your back and the other pawing at your ass made him inescapable. you tasted sweet, like all his favorite things about you wrapped into one. the impression of the chapstick you always over applied lingered on his taste buds. he groaned into your throat. his teeth jutted out and bit your bottom lip, chasing the flavor. he underestimated how aggressive he was being till he realized he nipped you slightly. tasting blood he pulled away quickly,

'shitshitshit ...baby hi? you’re late, sweetheart. that’s okay though. my slayer. so pretty.. y..y—you okay? im sorry.. i—i got a little carried away.'

he was breathless, the moment he had pulled away from you he began word vomiting and he wouldn’t shut up. his finger mindlessly traced your cheek as he spoke. his thumb pulled at your bottom lip to gage the damage he had caused. you looked at him with blown out eyes. he was a mess. the liquor hitting his system didn't help. his words were slurred and he was shuddering. his hair was already disheveled. lips swollen from the hunger they possessed for you. his eyes were studying your soft injured lips as he watched the crimson liquid drip down your chin. his jeans were unbearably tight. he kissed you again, this time softer. you were a fucking dream, he thought. eddie swore that if you reached your hand down and teased the waistband of his jeans with your small fingers he would see stars. he pushed his hardon into your thigh for some kind of relief. he grunted at the sensation basically dry humping you in front of everyone. your dress embarrassedly rode up exposing more than you were comfortable with. you adjusted it giving him a glare.

'im s—sorry..' he stuck his tongue out to lick your split lip. 'j—jus.. well hi.. i just missed you. that's all. an- and well… i forgive you for being late by the way.’ he admitted.

he wouldn’t let you get a word in, he was relentless. you pulled his hair that was in the back of his head so you could catch your breath. you used your grip that you had on him to move his ear to the corner of your mouth. chills went down his spine as your warm breath grazed his cold skin. he swore you were gonna be the death of him.

'fuckfuck.' he let out a sharp groan.

‘missed you too, pretty boy. seems like you had a little to much to drink? you started without me?' you questioned.

‘baby. babyy. i.. well.. y-you know, i was b—bored.. without you.’ he confessed.

your tone made him stutter. the alcohol that danced on his lips mixed with you made it harder for him to form sentences. you met his neediness with compliments. he adored that. you knew how much he loved being called pretty. especially, when it came from you. you continued as his grip tightened around your hips. he was drunk. intoxicated on not only the drinks he had been slamming all night, but also your touch. your taste. he kissed your cheek softly as you continued to whisper things in his ear. your teasing words sent all the blood in his body to his dick.

'do i taste good? eager boy.. i can't imagine how hungry you've been all week without someone to help you with your needs...' you whimpered in his ear.

eddie moved your hair from your face in a swift motion. making quick work of your now exposed neck, he began kissing your pulse point. he wanted to sink his fangs into you and drain you of everything. if you were gonna keep this up all night maybe it would be better for eddie to take you back to his trailer now. he wanted nothing more than to be out of view from basically the entire population of hawkins high. steve jumped up in a rush when he saw eddie really bear his fangs. nancy and robin gasped.

‘steve! get him!’ they shouted.

you tried to pull away but you couldn’t. he had you where he wanted you. your head rushed and you pushed on his shoulder. the boy was really going to bite you in front of everyone? as he licked your neck to prep his favorite spot he was suddenly sprung foward. steve had shoved the bloodsucker on his back. it snapped eddie out of his trance.

'okay you two!! break it up... geez!’ steve chuckled awkwardly.

eddie let a laugh escape his lips. he was surprised by the sudden contact on his back but it didn't pull him away from you completely. eddie was still drinking in your presence with his eyes. he began speaking in a sultry tone.

'you know what steve...’ he glanced at steve and then back to you, ‘spike was right, y’know?’

eddie sighed before he began quoting the tv show theatrically. he inched closer and closer. his fangs were bared. he tightened his grip he had around you. it was burning.

'the only thing better than killing a slayer would be..'

eddie paused as he leaned his pretty lips to your ear.

'fucking the shit out of one.'

goosebumps invaded your skin. eddie ignored your body's natural reaction as his eyes shifted to the long haired boy that stood next to him. steve had a worrisome expression on his face. he gave eddie a look urging him to cut his performance before his cover was blown. eddie's eyes widened as he realized people were staring at him. he wasn't a stranger to all the stares, but this was different. he pulled away from you. his right hand remained wrapped around your waist as he pulled you off of your feet. then he was leaning you back so most of your body weight was on his forearm. you were so easy for him to maneuver and throw around. with you in this new angle he began fixing your dress for you with his left hand, pulling it down to cover your ass and your thighs the appropriate amount. when he was happy with his work he gave you a gentle squeeze and pushed his hot tongue between the crevasse of your boobs and up your chest to your neck. when he met your eyes he was holding your cross necklace in his mouth. it was like he was some kind of animal.

'twhis swupposed to ward me off?' he snickered. 'god. bwaby. it's drawning me in.'

you knew that his dramatic actions were just to give the wandering stares a show, but he wanted to get under your skin too. make you squirm. he dropped the cross out of his mouth, his sharp teeth catching on the metal slightly. he worked his way slowly to your neck. your breathe hitched. his fangs dragged across your neck slowly. he let out a deep growl.

‘ill get a fucking taste of you later. watch m—‘ he statement was cut short.

'ed's! haven't you had enough?!' nancy bickered.

he quickly jabbed back at her. his eyes were dark under his pretty long eyelashes. he planted you back on your feet so you were standing up straight. wrapping his arm around your shoulders he smiled at steve, nancy, and robin.

'to drink? yes. of her? are you fucking serious right now? look at her!' he joked.

nancy rolled her eyes before shoving his shoulder. eddie didn't budge. following suit, neither did you. you blushed at his words. the trio moved into the living room leaving you two behind them. eddie grabbed your wrist softly as you walked in front of him. he pulled you slightly. the feeling made you turn to face him trying to figure out what he wanted. when you turned he cupped your cheeks in his hands. he wanted to give you one more kiss. it was soft and sweet, butterflies filled your tummy. as you pulled away he spoke softly,

'forgot to tell you how much i love your costume. funny we're matching. you planned that?' he asked.

you shook your head no. his next words were tooth achingly sweet.

'it must be fate. you look so pretty, sweetheart. promise you're not gonna take me out back and shove a steak in my heart?'

you let out a blushed laugh, 'maybe if your not on your best behavior.'

he met your gaze, 'oh i've been awful, b-baby. hurt so many innocent people. put so many sweet souls in danger.' he grinned menaceily.

you grabbed his collar and pulled him into a kiss. you rubbed your leg in-between his thighs. as soon as you started, the moment was already over. it escaped eddie. he grunted as you pushed him away. he lovingly backed off and fell back. that was new. your gentle palm that butted into his shoulder was never enough to push him away. you both gave each other a knowing look. he was only letting you win. you thought to all the times in the past that you had been beneath him. when it came to being intimate with eddie he was always rapacious. usually, when you tried shoving him off of you it was mixed with your begging and pleas for him to slow down or be gentle. he never could, his hunger really clouded his morals. even your cries were no match. he was brutal in that way. he never meant to be but he couldn’t help it when you where a beautiful crying mess under him. you stared into his dark eyes and he smiled. him weakly moving under your gentle shove was very out of the ordinary. you gave him a pleased look and rushed away. that in itself made him crave more. you were already feet away from him to find where your group went off to.

'such a tease!' he yelled after you.

the both of you caught up with your friends and went into the living room. your friends had made a group of kids clear the couch before they could sit down but they reserved a spot for you. eddie followed you down to the couch and sat you on his lap. the five of you started to small talk deciding what you were going to do next. robin and nancy wanted to play a team match of billiards. the girls verses the boys. you usually sat out, but loved watching eddie bend over the table to strike the stripes and solids so you silently nodded in agreement with her idea. however, steve wanted to play a drinking game of some sort, you liked the sound of that so you nodded in his direction too. the three of them bickered over the topic. eddie wasn't paying much attention to the conversation, instead his eyes danced up and down your frame. finally he nudged his head into the nape of your neck while you were talking about something with nancy. in-between your words he kissed a tender spot on your sensitive neck.

'cant. get. enough. of. you.' he whispered into your flesh.

'ed..' you hummed. 'go get me a drink, you should maybe get a water.' you shuffled out of his grip.

knowing the alcohol in his system was making him horny, you urged him to sober up. but you were wrong. it wasn't entirely the fact that he was drunk that was making him handsy. it was that fucking costume. eddie looked at you with disbelief as if you had just ripped his heart out of his chest. you had just got here and you were already telling him to run errands for you? he missed you dearly, and didn’t wanna let you out of his sight. his fingers ran up your hips.

‘come with me?’ he whined.

he nuzzled his face deeper into the nape of your neck. his curls tickled you and in an instant he was willing you to follow his lead. he began peppering more soft open mouth kisses up to your jaw. out of submission you blindly agreed to the boy.

‘sure ed’s.’ you giggled.

eddie jumped up, almost losing his balance before offering his open palm to you.

‘c’mon, sweetheart.’ he grinned.

the two of you waltzed into the kitchen, eddie took a few stumbling steps. he was known for being a sloppy drunk. his dramatics added to his attitude. he grabbed a cup, pouring you a drink. he obeyed your commands from earlier grabbing himself a cup and filling it with water before offering to cheers and drinking it. his eyes watched over the lip up his cup. he was watching your throat swallow as you took a drink. if he didn't have soft brown eyes his stare would be evil. as soon as you finished having your first sip he was on you again. pushing your back into the counter, and wedging himself between your shoulders. his groined pushed against you.

'b—baby please. i can’t fucking take it. lets go somewhere private. let me get a taste of you. need it. just a little bit. promise to be gentle.’ he whined.

'eddie... what is with you tonight? your extra needy. how much have you had to drink?' you shoved him, giving him a questioning glare.

you were clueless. eddie rolled his eyes back at your sweetness. you didn’t realize your costume was driving him completely up the wall. in an instant he knew he was the luckiest man alive. your innocence was still burned into your sweet personality even though eddie had tainted you with his evil. your gentleness made him smitten with love.

'pretty girl. i know im sloppy... but i can handle my liquor. just can't handle you. can't deal with this.' he whined while pointing at your outfit.

with his words, his hips moved towards you. he was pushing his bulge into your center. he looked at you with lustful eyes, begging that you understood where he was coming from. you blushed. his words made a rush of confidence grow inside of your chest.

'oh? you like it? dressed all pretty for you.' you teased.

he groaned while looking you up and down. you made him move away from you with just one finger on his shoulder before you were pushing him down a hall. he was weakly submitting. he didn’t want to but he was under some sort of spell you casted. eddie began walking backwards. he gulped. he let out an embarrassingly high pitched yelp when his back met the door of a guest bedroom. you stood on your tip toes in the dark hall to whisper in his ear. he could barely see your face but he knew you looked more stunning than ever.

'so?.. you said you've been causing trouble, hmm?'

he whimpered and nodded quickly, 's—so so so much... t-tro..uble, baby.'

you scoffed at him, 'you know what i do to fuckers like you that liked to cause trouble?'

his body tensed. before he could speak up your were opening the door behind him and kissing him deeply. he whimper at your sudden domination. he wasn’t used to you being in charge but the intoxication that flooded his body mixed with his arousal shut him up pretty quickly. he was stunned. as you pushed him into the dark guest room he stumbled on his heels. you caught him by the sleeve of his jacket, helping him regain his balance. you shut the door behind you, making sure to lock it. he met you in the dark with a tight grip around your hips and gentle kisses. he quickly took off his jacket pushing himself against your needy mouth. he spoke with urgency.

‘i can be good. f-for.. for you.’ he sighed trying to be more firm with his words.

‘oh yeah? can you show me?’ you moaned.

chills littered eddies body. he finally pulled his jacket off and you did the same. your shoulders were exposed. he gasped as you showed him all of you in that little black dress.

‘y—you.. well, you—’ he grunted at his frustration, he couldn’t get his words out. ‘ugh. i.. well.. i think you look really pretty tonight. i tell you that?’

you giggled, ‘yes eddie, you’ve mentioned that.’

you ran more kisses up his neck. he danced his fingers up your arms. his actions were halted as he felt you push him further back. the crevices of his knees were being pushed against the bed in the center of the room. he sat down politely waiting for you to do something. anything. begging you with his eyes to take more control he whined. he liked seeing you like this. he pulled you by the hips and looked up at you with dark eyes. you just stared him down and waited for him to speak. he sat pretty watching you. his curls framing his face and his fangs glistening as he licked his lips. taking off his button up he coo'd with an exasperated sigh. he finally had the courage to open his mouth to speak to you.

'i wanna fuck you in this dress.' he groaned.

his hands rustled up and down your curves. while his bluntness annoyed you, you couldn’t help but blush at the dirty comment. you could tell he had gotten some of his confidence back. you couldn’t wait to ruin it. leaning over his shoulder, you surprised him with your presence. you whispered in his ear.

'you're really gonna make me miss your fucking halloween party for some mediocre sex?'

he stayed silent, his confidence was shattered. you couldn’t exactly tell what he was thinking with the way his face seemed so stoic. eddie suddenly laughed at your jab. he trailed kisses up the center of your tummy over your dress while you stood over him. the action made you wonder what was going through his head. maybe you had taken it to far. he growled when he reached the top of your chest, ignoring your joke.

'you wanna go back to the party, sweetheart? we can pause this, spend a few more hours out there then?' he questioned.

his query made you grow with fustration. he knew what you wanted. he was just prying so he could get on your nerves. you shoved his chest with an open palm so his back fell down onto the bed. quickly you were straddling the top of his thighs.

'i take that as a no?' he joked.

eddie watched your dress ride up to your hips exposing your white cotton panties. as his back hit the plush bed and your hands caressed his body over his shirt his body shuttered. he was trembling. eddie tried biting his lip to fight the moans that were so close to escaping. but he wasn't the devils strongest solider. a fifthly moan left him. your face went flush red as he looked into your eyes. it was desperate and needy. his hips rutted into you as he blissfully soaked in the soft feeling of just your fingers on his chest. just your fingers were doing this to him. your pointer finger danced above his shirt before you placed a open palm on his pecs. ever since eddie had turned he was quite muscular. you couldn't wait to soak his pale complexion in with your eyes. his chest littered with dark, inky, tattoos. your fingers felt his chest tense before you moved your hands down to his stomach. he raised his chin to catch a glimpse of your body. he saw your cute panties soaked through for him.

'sweetheart... you better speed this up before i rip you to shreds.' he warned. 'been.. been edging myself.. this week. before seeing you.'

you blushed at his confession. you still weren't super experienced. everything you knew about being intimate you knew from the things eddie had taught you, but you think you understood what he meant by his statement. your eyes studied his face a bit more. you tried to figure out exactly what he was thinking. looking at his fucked out expression made the hot coil in your tummy almost snap. his hands trembled as he moved his fingers to grip your hips. quickly swatting them away you watched his eyebrows furrow in frustration.

'c'mon baby. you serious?' he argued.

'yeah.' you said with uncertainty. 'it’ll be more fun this way.'

he palmed the sheets of the bed taking a fistful of the material. you watched his knuckles go white. you toyed with the hem of his shit mindlessly and he raised up slightly so he could pull it off his back. the way his biceps tensed over his shoulders drove you insane. he looked at you as you stared. your eyes weren't focused on his face anymore. his tattoos stared back at you. taunting you to reach out and touch them with an endearing love. your eyes traced the pretty line work. blinking at him you caught your breathe and decided to keep up the façade that you could dominate him, even though you were massively in over your head. what you were doing was satisfying him. you wanted to be good for him. he wanted to be good for you. both of you were absolutely lovesick. you leaned down to kiss the intricate black work. beginning to leave dark purple marks from his neck to his chest, he whimpered as you grazed over one of his scars. you answered his neediness with more compliments.

'your neck looks pretty. m'ever told you that?'

he groaned in reply. unable to speak he just soaked in your slow actions. your hands grazed the scars on his sides. you pushed your palms into the damaged tissue and a sharp pain rushed over his body. the pain made his cock twitch, you felt it between your legs.

'like that?' you questioned.

your hands pushed in further till he was a whimpering mess. he melted under you. his chest heaved as he tried catching his breath. his hands gripping at anything he could.

'yes! fuck! just.. j-just like that.' he moaned under you.

your right hand snaked up his sides to his chest, and then his neck. gripping your small hands around his thick neck prevented him from speaking. he wasn't used to anything like this. his body tingled and his vision began to go white before his eyes rolled in the back of his head. he was trying to say alert, not understanding how you were able to have such a tight grip against him. you pushed your body weight onto your hand till the red in his face went pale. once you let go of him and he started breathing heavily. he was scowling at you in distaste.

'y-you.. you fucking..' he gasped.

as soon as he began speaking you cut him off. your pointer finger grazed his pink lips telling him to hush. he surprisingly obeyed.

'you like being hurt. don't you? you love hurting me. but you like it too? hmm?'

his face was dressed in a confused expression. him? he was used to inflicting pain. not receiving. the self discovery you had just pushed onto him put him in a daze. he wasn't quiet ready to admit that he had dreamed about you biting or slapping him with purpose. to leave real marks. real deep bruises on his body. and you had the audacity to ask now? dressed like this? god, you really were going to be the death of him. he pursed his lips to try to deny you.

'ah.. ah. eddie,' you said his name in a singsong tone. 'your face is so flushed right now. looks so pretty.' you teased.

'you're. done.' he huffed.

his tone was cold. he grabbed your hips. hard. unaware of how aggressive he had been with his grips you knew his calloused fingers were going to leave dark bruises on your sides. he rutted his groin into your center. your dress rode up past your hips exposing you completely. the release he felt was therapeutic. his hard cock was hurting against his jeans. he desperately needed something more. he was sick of the slow shit.

'don’t go so fast ed's...' you exclaimed.

holding his wrist you pulled them away from your hips and placed them on each side of his head. he huffed at your action. he could admit it was cute that you thought you had a serious sense of control. or maybe, eddie was scared to admit he'd listen to anything you asked of him. he was the real mess. you seem almost unaffected, he was just trying to keep up with your demeanor. he was a sloppy drunk. both with his liquor and your pussy. he let out a whimper as you pushed his wrist deeper into the mattress. when you released him he stayed put while you worked your way down his tummy. you made quick work of his belt, slipping his jeans off of him unbearably slow. he sat on the edge of the bed, his feet placed on the carpet with you between his legs. he sat up using his elbows to balance him to give him the perfect view of you working your way down. when you saw his hardened cock peak at you through the thin fabric of his boxers you bubbled with more confidence.

's—see what your do-doing to me?' he gasped.

excited to see what your next move was eddie jutted his hips. you palmed at him through his boxers and he let out a deep guttural groan.

'isn’t it nice letting me be in charge?' you teased.

'mmhm. sure. didn't know.. k-know.. you had it in you, pretty girl.' he moaned.

he gritted his teeth, feeling the touch of your fingers along his cock drove him mad. your soft words sent shivers down his spine. he squirmed under you not use to being submissive. it was making him a bit uneasy.

'moving too much ed's..' you mentioned. 'sit still.'

he wasn’t used to it. he began to pant as you slowly pulled his boxers down. the wet spot on his cute solid black undies was prominent to you now when your hand grazed on the wet material. he was a total mess. you felt his legs shake together while he moaned your name over and over. feeling as if his head is going to burst out from too much pleasure he could only manage a few words.

'ah! baby! shit! please. please. sweetheart, touch me. please.'

you didn't listen to him just yet. you instead played with his balls over the thin material. tracing his member you felt it twitch in your hands as you face got closer to it. your hot breathe danced across his center and teased him into a dark head space. he thought about flipping you over and taking what he needed from you. leaving you whimpering in a puddle of your own sweat and tears.

'you with me?' you questioned.

your voice snapped him out of it. he didn’t answer. you could tell his head was somewhere else. but you didn’t need to hear him say anything to know what he needed. your left hand snaked up to his side to jab into his scar tissue. he never thought pain could be this pleasurable coming from you. god, you were amazing. he looked down at you and nodded quickly to let you know he was, in fact, sorta.. with you. you pushed deeper, being glad you regained his attention. he sucked air through his teeth.

'g—gentle! baby! god. please... take it easy on me?'

eddie mewled your name out as you kept your hands on his side, your right hand finally pulled his cock out of his boxers. his cock had finally sprung out of the cloth that confined him. his tip started leaking more precum onto his stomach, it covered his happy tail. the liquid glistening on his dark curly hairs. you stroked him with your soft hands, going up and down. he gripped the sheets tighter. he was blinded by his orgasm as he suddenly felt his climax getting closer with each stroke of yours. you pulled his jeans and boxers lower, exposing more of his legs to you. you pushed your tongue out lapping at the underside of his veiny cock before biting his inner thigh. the action making him whimper as his cum splattered on himself. his load was large. ropes of cum decorating his tummy. his belly button filling with the white liquid. his chest heaved and he tried regained his composer before lifting his gaze to meet yours. he was slightly embarrassed he came so early. when his eyes met yours he could tell you were surprised because you had barely touched him.

'pretty boy... you really needed that, hmm?'

you licked some of the cum off of his stomach as he watched you. his vision went blurry as you committed the filthy act. kissing the tip of his cock you pushed him back into his drawers. you were thinking that you could return to the party. eddie could deal with the heat that was growing between your legs later when he took you home. he watched you stand up and his eyes darkened. he didn't want you to be done with him yet. it was now his turn to cut you off. 

'no. please. i can keep going.' he begged sternly.

he leaned up slightly. begging to have your attention once more. he had wanted to taste you, not just have some quickie. as good as it was, eddie was the greediest person you knew. he reached grabby hands out to you swaying you to come back.

'put me in your mouth. please, sweetheart?' he panted, still high off the pleasure you had given him.

'you sure?' you questioned.

he looked at you with puppy dog eyes. you kneeled below him again and his hand grazed your cheek. he needed you so bad. he would do anything to be under you for the rest of the night. anything. he wanted to make sure you understood how needy he was for you.

'yes.. yes baby. i'll do anything. anything.' he whined.

he lifts his hips up suddenly. you help him tug his clothes down his legs as he kicks his ankles up to rid himself of the clothed chains. he lets out a deep sigh as he settles back into place. lifting his chin to watch, he sees your face hovering over his cock. more shivers danced up his spine. he was trying to stay calm because he had just climaxed, but seeing your flushed out expression, your dark red cheeks, and your soft innocent eyes studying him? it was enough to make his mouth water with a new desire. eddie breathes deeply when your hands wrap around his cock. his head is thrown back when you press a little kiss on top of his bulge. you seemed shy suddenly. looking so angelic while you were committing these acts for him. it drove him over the edge, to a dark evil place. close to insanity. he was already trying to balance the darker side of his personality with his sweet side. he wanted nothing more than to make you swallow and choke on his cock. till you begged him for air. yet, your slow teasing movements held him in a state of desperation. you went to take off your dress and he pushed his palm against your shoulder.

'baby.. pl—please keep it on. for me?' he gasped.

you obliged to his needs. he really did need to fuck you in that dress. you got shy at his demands, he really loved your silly little costume. your stomach filled with butterflies.

'look so pretty for me. im serious, i need to fuck you in that dress.' he growled.

you hummed in pleasure. he was so flattering and sweet to you. even when he was a tipsy horny mess. you smirked at him and batted your eyelashes before he settled. he lifted his chest and propped himself on his elbows once more. he was waiting to see your next move. he reached his hand out and played with your bottom lip with his thumb. you matched his energy by sticking out your tongue and kitten licking the heavy digit.

'wanna play with my mouth?'

you drawl back and his hand chases you. he realizes your to far away for him to grab and he huffs.

'god yes... such a fucking tease.' he sighs.

you mew at his comment. biting gently at the fat of his thigh gently, he growls.

'pretty boy.. tell me.. what kind of trouble have you got into tonight?' you question.

the comment jogs his memory back to when he was teasing you in the kitchen. he choses his next words carefully, realizing this could play out in two different ways. punishment or nice and easy satisfaction. he ponders over what to say. you bring him back to earth as you bite his thigh again. this time harder than what he was used to. he cries out at the pain.

'baby! please.. im n—not used to the pain like you are...' he whines.

you place a soft kiss on where you just bit him trying to apologize for the infliction. your thumb traces the slit of his bulging head, to ease him. you place more open mouth kisses on his thigh working your way to his balls. it takes all of his strength not to thrust into your fist and use the tight grip you have around him to fuck himself. the touch is burning him. maybe this is really what a vampire felt like when he met his match. his slayer. heat spread over his body. the sensation spreading through his veins like a fire. your hand stills to a slow unbearable stroke, ignoring his wants. he whines knowing you want the answer to the question you asked earlier. he finally knows what to say to appease the both of you.

'im all talk, baby. promise. i've been good all night.. haven't hurt nobody. please. please. give me it. i've been good. shit!'

you look up at him with dark eyes. he fucking whimpers. you giggle at him. in humiliation he places his hands over his eyes and almost cries. the pleasure was just to much for him. you place one more teasing kiss on his tip.

'i believe you, baby.'

he relishes in happiness. a loud moan leaves eddie’s throat when you sink your head down on his cock. it was a sweet release for the impatient boy. you were sure that if one of the party goers in the hall walked by the door they had heard eddie. your plush and wet throat began to open as you welcomed him in your mouth. his fat tip gags you and you try your best to hold him inside as you swallow against him. just how he likes. his hands reach up and grab a handful of your hair helping you in staying put. you didn't want him to think he had control of you but the gesture was sweet. he knew you wanted to choke on him, and his assistance was needed. your nose grazed the curls that littered his scared stomach. you suddenly pulled back to catch your breath. his hand didn't dare to hold you down. he wanted to be good. you hollowed your cheeks greedily around his length to take in more of his taste. it makes eddie's legs shake. his fists weakly fall out of your hair as you begin bobbing your head up and down on his shaft. he glaces at you with hungry eyes. more of this and he was sure to bust his load all over your face. an idea he wasn't opposed to but he needed to be inside of you. he voiced his needs.

'w—wanna be in.. inside you now. please.' he whined.

you popped his pulsing member out of your mouth before answering him. he watches with desire.

'be patient, pretty boy. not done.' you demand before sinking back down onto him.

pretty boy. there it was, the nickname that played his heartstrings so nicely. he groaned as he laid back again. your plush lips and tight throat were incredible at making him feel so good. he hasn't felt this good in a long time, even when he was the one in charge. this was something more complex than just when he took what he needed from you. forcing him into your sex. this was love. he was infatuated. lovesick. totally smitten. he couldn't wait for your next move. and it’s just your fucking mouth around him. you released him once more.

'your cock’s so big, ed's.' you mew.

you press your palm on the vein beneath his shaft. you tighten your grip your as you gently lick his tip. his musk blinds your senses.

'taste so fucking good, too' you whine.

he pants as you close your lips around him. your hand works on his shaft pumping him faster as you continue to bob your head around his tip. the feeling was still unexplainably loving. the way you moved with purpose was so soft and meaningful. your tongue pressing flat on the throbbing underside of his cock. hands fast and circling around his slick. eddie listens to the wet sounds that were being produced from your small palm and his sensitive skin. 

'feels s-sooo fucking good—shit.' he moans.

his soft noises and whimpers made you grind your thighs together. the hot pool that had been growing between your legs the whole evening was becoming more greedy. you wanted to be taken care of too. your wetness started to drip down from your legs to the carpet, leaving you a sticky mess. you hummed against his cock when you moved just right, a sensation flooding over you. the lack of touch was growing to be painful. you moved your empty hand down your thighs slowly, hoping eddie doesn't notice. your fingers reached blindly for your swollen clit. when you rub yourself through your soaked white panties you involuntary moan against his head. eddie feels the vibrations of your throat on him and he grabs the sheets to stop himself from bucking deeper into you. the pace you had set had just became bearable and the feeling of your throat humming around his member caught him off gaurd.

'fuck! sweetheart!'

eddie looks down quickly to see what changed. he catches a glimpse of your arm wedged beneath you. you were working at your center with a fast pace. he feels his orgasm build again and he holds it. all of the blood rushes to his lower region and he arches his back. it was an attempt at escaping your death grip. he pulls his hips away from your mouth to try to keep himself from spilling over. you rub your clit over your panties faster. while you were distracted you realize he had successfully removed himself from your mouth. he breathlessly speaks to you. his eyes are clenched close.

'a..are you touching yourself?' he questions.

your head falls on his thigh as you look at him with lustful eyes. eddie’s eyes roll to the back of his head, trying to catch his breath.

'you had me so close.. i was so close. you took good care of me, baby... but i've been greedy. let me take care of you now, hmm?' you nod in anticipation.

he adjust himself, working his way up the mattress you two had already made a mess of. he sits up with his back against the bedframe and his legs sprawled out. he knew you needed to be taken care of, but he was still going to toy with you a bit. knowing you were a mess a part of him wanted to just drill himself into you. that's what you needed right now. it's what you were hoping for. however, for eddie, he desperately needed you to take control again. he was at your every call. he was just to embarrassed to ask. he was trembling as he took his hands around you. urging you to sit on his lap. you admired his dick that was red and sore from the slow head you had just given him. you follow his lead and straddle him. in a need of relief you push your hips down onto him. your wet folds greet him. you begin to cry out in pleasure. eddie pulls you in for a kiss muffling your moans quickly. when you kiss him back your chest is filled with fire. he quickly is pulling your lips off of his to take your face in his hands. you kiss him with fervor and whimper when he pulls away. he looks down to watch himself grind his shaft into your folds. the tip bumping against your swollen clit. eddie wraps his hands around the small of your back, keeping your chest flushed against his before he's evading your hungry mouth again.

'need it ed's. please fuck me. i've had enough.' you beg against his mouth.

'baby.' he cowers. 'want you to boss me around. i.. i re-really like it.'

you pull away from him again. your eyes widen at his sweet confession. he looks away from you trying to find anything to place his eyes on other than your stare. you grab his chin and force him to look at you. he sheepishly goes on a ramble. his tone barely reaching a whisper.

'i don't... don't know what it is. your pretty panties. this stupid fucking costume. your cute face when i obey you. looks so so pretty. please. just... just.. i'll listen. okay? im being good for y—you. please. what do you want from me?' he pleas.

you kiss him lovingly to shut him up. you hand moves between your sweaty bodies before wrapping your hand around his shaft. you try guiding him into your entrance and pushing your underwear to the side, but you can't quite steady yourself. your thighs were shaking. eddie coo's in your ear as he complies with the help of your hand. but he takes the lead.

'you're in charge but you're still so desperate for me aren't you baby?'

pushing his back to the frame of the bed he gives you a bit of space to take off your lacey garments. he takes note of where you toss them so he can gather them for his collection. when your settled he pushes his tip slightly into you. you arch your back at the sudden feeling, letting out a loud moan. he began straightening himself until he gave you a knowing look. he was prodding at your entrance. it was your turn to be in charge again. his breath hitched when you sank onto him. you keenly breathe in when you work him into you. his thick girth was splitting your wet pussy open. eddie lets out a moan that’s almost painful, greedy hands coming to palm your waist and push your soft black dress up more. desperation riddled his touch as he tried to help you.

'fuck. baby,' he begins to ramble again, 'god, you're so fucking tight. missed this didn't you baby? tell me. tell me you missed my fat fucking cock splitting you open like this.'

eddie’s eyes drip heavily as he listens to your moans. he doesn't dare move his hips as he waits for you to take control. he moves his mouth to your pulse point.

'gonna be upset if i bite you, pretty girl?' he cocks his head back to get a better angle. 'can't wait to fucking taste all of you.' he growls.

his fangs brushing against your neck brings you out of the trance he had placed you in. you push your hands onto his neck in a way to escape him. his neck stretches when you choke him. his adam's apple bobbing under your palm in protest. you watch as his expression turns angry. the protest you receive from him urges you to begin bouncing on his cock. he wasn't expecting your actions. his head lolled back. it feels so good but you knew exactly what he wanted. in despair he tries pushing his head back into the nape of your neck. your grip around his neck tightens.

'fucking love your fat cock, ed's' you mewl. 'make me cum and ill let you bite me..' you answer to him.

throwing your head back your hips grind down on him at a fast pace. you were already close but he didn't need to know that. you wanted him to work for it just as much as you were. eddie watches you as your chest heaves. removing his hands from the harsh grip he held on your waist to instead palm at your tits through your dress. the dainty cross necklace you were wearing was bouncing against your chest while riding him. you moaned and released the grip you had on his neck to lean back and grip his thighs. your body is filled with eagerness. eddie watches the tip of his dick bulge in your stomach as you work against him. catching a glimpse of a ring of your creamy white cum around his cock makes him grunt. he studies you. the stretch marks that decorated your legs making him desire you even more. he loved you. so beautiful and uniquely you. he was still surprised he even managed to have you above him like this. it once was a rare sight in just his mind. to see you in front of him all pleasured and cock drunk was still shocking. your a moaning mess but so is he. truthfully, he's worst than you as he cries out in pleasure. your eyes look down at his gaze as you watch him eye your necklace.

'you're no saint. you've been fucking tainted. there's no reason for you to keep this on.' between his sentences he's moaning loudly for you.

he reaches his hand up to your necklace before he rips the crucifix off of your neck. you yelp at the pain of the chain rubbing harshly on your sensitive skin. the action leaves a bright red mark on you. he moves into your space to kiss the broken skin while you work your wet walls on his shaft. the sinful sound of your pussy dragging up and down his length makes you even wetter. your juices began dripping down onto his thighs leaving a mess of his happy trail that was now all sticky and wet with your cum. your hands leave his thighs to scratch on his chest. eddie realizes that this was just payback for him hurting you earlier. he winces as your nails break his skin. bright red marks to match yours paint his skin. the contrast of his pretty tattoos verses the art you left with your own hands was a pleasurable sight. angry with your actions eddie plants his feet up on the bed. you fall forward. this new sudden position makes you clench around him. once he catches his breath he begins to drill himself into you at a relentless pace. your ass slaps against the skin of his thighs. he grabs your arms and forces them behind your back. your a ragdoll as you bounce on his cock.

'look so pretty,' he pants. 'riding my fucking cock.'

you were close. he sensed that you were close. the clenching he had felt was giving away your poker face. he groans before saying his next words. his pace was being kept up while he spoke. he gripped your wrist together with one of his large hands to free one of his. he uses it to move your hair from your neck.

'but i don't need to be teased anymore. and i damn sure don't need my fucking slut to tell me when i can and can't taste her.' he pauses.

'what i need is for you to cum for me, sweetheart. let me feel it.'

he grunts as he feels you convulse on him. you know what's coming next. you try bracing for it but you're blinded by pleasure. eddie relishes in the blissful haze that had hailed upon you before he finally sunk his fangs into your neck. a new pleasure washing over both of you and drowning out everything in your existence but this moment. your eyebrows scrunched in pain while he worked his cock deeper in to you. he was pushing against that perfect spot you needed him in. the coil in your tummy snapped and you fell limp. he continued to burry his cock deeper. your jaw went slack as you let out screams with the same volume as his. it was to the point that the music from the party couldn't even drown out your cries. the only difference was that his cries were muffled in your throat as he drank your blood. the taste of you danced on his tongue, the crimson liquid dripping down your collarbones as he tried not to spill out of the corners of his mouth. he failed, but succeeded in making a mess of you. tears began forming at the corner of your eyes from the stinging overstimulation, but he wasn't through yet. he suddenly pulled away from your throat. your vision went white. grabbing your cheeks he forced you to look at him. his white teeth were now stained red. he looked deep into your eyes.

'can't hold it anymore, baby. tell me you want me to cum inside you. tell me your mine.' he moaned.

you couldn't catch your breath. instead you just nodded to him and cried in pain. you wanted to tell him what he wanted to hear but you couldn't manage. he moved his hands from cupping your cheeks down to your hips. he forced you onto him so he could reach the deepest parts of you. your body fell forward involuntary once more.

'i love you.' you managed.

that would do. in an instant he came deep inside of your tummy. no one else could love him the way you do. the way you stuck by his side even though he was a monster. it was a sweet sentiment. the way you ruled over him and his body was sickening and also the sweetest thing all at once. neither of you moved as you tried catching your breath. you were close to passing out. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you vision went dark. your head ducks, before a pitiful sob was coming from you. eddie's hand reaches around you to touch your velvet skin in comfort. the touch of his hands is nothing but relaxing after the cruelty you had put each other through. 

'i love you too, sweetheart.' he coo's.

he raised up slightly, being careful not to pull out just yet. he sits politely and you push your chest against him so he can embrace you in a warm hug. your sweat mixes with his as your bodies lay together. your hand dance up his chest to balance yourself on his shoulders. he looks at you with shock. you had just lost so much blood. he places two fingers over your bite marks.

'take it easy, pretty girl. can't have you passing out on me again.'

he alluded to all the times before when he had gotten overwhelmingly aggressive in the past. when he moves you feel his softening cock inside of you. he looks at you and your eyes under your hooded lids stare back.

'ready?' he ask.

you nod with disagreement. you both wanted to stay there the rest of the night. you could fall asleep with him buried inside you. eddie gave you a look like he was upset the two of you had to separate too. both of you wince as he pushes one more deep stroke into you. your bodies were both covered in a sweet layer of perspiration. he pulls himself out of your abused cunt and places your back onto the bed. you gasp at the loss of him filling you up. he licks from the top of your exposed cleavage to your new wound. making sure none of your fresh blood goes to waste, it was all for him, and who was he to waste your gift? he places a tender kiss on your forehead before hurrying to the bathroom to grab a towel and bandages.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

as usual, eddie doctors up your wounds. he slowly gets dressed in the process. after he pulls his shirt over his head he runs back over to you to rub alcohol on a cotton pad and clean you up. he's then placing bandaids on your neck in the shape of an x. you wince at the pain.

'sorry baby.' he cries. 'x marks the spot.' he jokes, like always.

he extends a hand openly out to you. he gestures for you to stand and helps you off of the bed. he lets you lean on his shoulder to stable yourself while he pulls your dress down over your ass. he starts to fix your straps that were pulled of your shoulders awhile ago. you give him a question glare before asking him with slurred words,

'ed's...' you hum. 'where's my underwear?'

he looks at you with confusion and lets out a small giggle. he brushes the hair out of your face and behind your ear. he smiles devilishly. you can't help but think he's the most handsome boy you've ever seen. before he's able to answer your question with an obvious lie you say your intrusive thoughts out loud. your eyes sparkle at him.

'you're really handsome, y'know that?'

he bushes at your sweet comment and lets out a a giggle, he was you didn't press him for being a thief. you nuzzle into his chest and he pulls you in tightly. he grabs your leather jacket you borrowed from nancy off of the floor and drapes it over your shoulders. his panties were safe in his back pocket. he would return them. eventually.

'pretty girl, lets go get you some water.' he says.

you both walk back into what you had presumed to be a raging party. instead, your met with empty halls. scattered on the floor are empty solo cups and beer cans by your feet. eddie walks slowly into the dark hall. he was navigating the both of you to the living room. he peaked his head around the corner of the entryway. he sees nancy and robin cuddling into each other on the couch. they were sleepily watching whatever scary movie steve had decided to put on. he bravely waltzed into the space with you on his trail. his eyes meet steve's.

'what? we missed the party?' eddie jokes.

he places you on the couch gently before running to get you a water. steve tosses you a throw blanket as your eyes watch the bright screen. your blissed out as you snuggle comfortably into the undoubtedly expensive designer couch. you had just spent the past two hours in a dark bedroom with eddie so your eyes were a bit strained. steve scoffs at the bandage on your neck. you pay no mind to his glances and stares.

'the slayer was no match for her vampiric demise...' he chuckles in a whisper.

eddie returns with a glass of water for you. he turned to his bestfriend as he plopped down on the couch next to you. eddie had accidently sat on steve's hand and steve quickly pulled it out from under him giving him a glare. steve readjust before saying his next words.

'im going upstairs to grab her something to change into. robin and nancy just raided my closet too..'

steve pauses. robin hums at eddie to show him that she was now wearing an old hawkins high basketball ball shirt instead of her back to the future look. steve’s pushing his hands into the couch to steady himself as he stands. he walks towards his room. before he disappears into the dark he looks at eddie from over his shoulder.

'and... yes. fucker. you did miss the party.' he smirks.

fin.

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fangs. || my masterlist. || my halloween writing challenge.

you tossed and turned in your sleep roughly. the stiff mattress under you didn’t allow you to have any comfort. finally you decided to roll over onto your back and then let out a huff as you finally settled. another nightmare. a hand grabbed your waist gently and the sensation brought you out of your dreamy state. eddie was holding you tightly as he spooned you. the covers that trapped the two of you felt so familiar. there was a sense of security that engulfed you. he trailed his hand up your arm softly before he made his way to your chest, his arm falling directly between your boobs as he pulls you harder into him. your heart races still trying to recover from your nightmare.

'eddieee..’ you hummed, sleep still heavy on your tongue.

the boy next to you grunted into your back before adjusting your hair that was now in his face, blocking his airways.

‘eddie.‘ your tone was more firm now, you pushed him awake using your elbow to dig into his chest.

‘huh..’ he was barely conscious.

he rubbed his eyes trying to give you his undivided attention, but his efforts failed. you could tell he was fighting the urge to snuggle your warm body and fall back asleep. eddie turned his head to the clock, it was 2:31 am. while he grunted and turned back towards you he extended out his hand trying to grab your face and play with your soft lips.

“…it’s so late, baby.” he groaned.

diverting his action, you pulled his sleepy wrist away from you. eddie let out a sigh, alerting you that he was upset at the absence of your touch. he let out a little growl before you sprung an aggressive conversation onto him.

‘i had a bad dream...’ you started, you fingers twirling in his hair, ‘there was this girl.. and well you liked this girl…but the girl in the dream wasn’t me.’ you said softly.

eddie looked at you with a sleepy disheveled glare, his expression read something like—‘she can’t be serious’, but your tone of voice was small and nervous—‘im really upset’. dumbfounded by what you were suggesting, eddie wasn’t sure what to say. his sleepiness clouded his head. he decided that if he said something that upset you tonight, he could regret it later. sharing his sleepy intrusive thoughts now and apologizing to you in the morning if it was harsh.

‘are you trying to pick a fight with me, sweetheart? c’us i was fuckin’ someone else in your dream? it’s twwoo in thhee morninggg.. ughhh…’ his last few words were dragged out.

he rolled over as he groaned. eddie grabbed a pillow with his arm that was once under you. in his defense he didn’t realize you were using it. he put the pillow over his head as he tried to fall back into a deep sleep.

‘okay. ow. i didn’t even say you were fucking her. do you wanna fuck other girls?’ you were totally being dramatic, you knew it.

what eddie said next was the last thing you expected. you thought he would for sure come to your rescue. shutting down your insecure thoughts with his sweet words, but shockingly, he hadn’t. you couldn’t really blame it all on him, he had never thought about someone other than you and he believed you felt the same way. never in his life did he ever think that he could be intimate with anyone else, let alone love a person like he loved you. he didn’t see any reason for the constant reassurance like other couples needed it. you were his girl.

‘goodnight, sweetheart.’ he grumbled, he forced his arms around your waist, your body was flush to his. then he pushed his chin into the nape of your neck. ‘i hope you dream of me.’ he chuckled deeply into your ear.

you rolled over in a fit and tried shoving him back with you elbows. he laughed and squeezed tighter, you heard him yawn when you both finally stilled. with his weight against you and his deep breaths lulling you to sleep, you fell into a slumber.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

that was how the month started. arguing had been frequent in your relationship now, but the occasional angry sex was amazing. as good as it was, it wasn’t stopping you from overthinking your relationship with eddie. he was still completely oblivious that you craved reassurance from him. eddie tried catering to you. apologies weren’t scarce at all. in fact, he loved saying sorry during your small arguments just to get a sweet kiss from you. he hoped you would pout to him. it was in his perverted nature, he loved seeing you jut out your bottom lip and cry out his name. no matter the situation, your mood swings, or eddie’s devilish attitude, he was sweet to you. he just didn’t understand the weight of this specific problem and when you brought it up he would shrug it off like the concept was just the craziest shit ever.

‘do you hear yourself? want me to apologize and reassure you cause i cheated on you in a dream?’ you huffed at how dense he was being over this, ‘baby, this is real life, that shit would never happen.’ his words rang in your ears.

you’ve heard it one to many times. each time he disagreed with your feelings he watched you whimper and roll your eyes with a big stupid grin. you could tell eddie liked watching you get upset because of him. after your weekly arguments he would attitude check you, put you in your place for a few days, and then you’d be bringing it back up next week. telling him,

‘it doesn’t count if i have to ask for it, you have to just know when to reassure me, ed’s…’

‘i just don’t understand what the point is.’ he would answer, and within minutes he would be kissing your cheeks and laying you down in his bed. showing you that he loved you and only you.

recently, a few of his words of were burned into your mind. you remembered it like it was yesterday. eddie grabbed you tightly from behind, holding your arms at your sides and whispering in your ear,

‘pretty baby, still upset with me?’

there was a pause. he was almost mocking you. eddie’s fingers trailed up your arm before brushing your hair behind your ear to kiss your neck gently.

‘should cry about it some more to me,’ he chuckled. 'your cute whines… make me so damn hard.'

that time made you snap. it sent you into a spiral. everything seemed like a game to him, but for you it was something bigger. your negative feelings towards the fighting were starting to be aimed at eddie. if only you had been focusing on him instead, you could’ve seen all his small efforts. eddie showed his love and apologies in the details. he started giving you small figures he had crafted for D&D, he brushed the hair out of your face when he saw it bothering you, he would share his food with you more, and played his music at a lower volume. he even let you borrow his iron maiden shirt that he barely wore cause it was the first shirt he got at a real concert. but you were to far gone in your delusion that eddie didn’t love you.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

that’s how you ended up here. you were in one of steve’s guest bathrooms while everyone else was celebrating during the party steve was hosting. the band had scored getting a small gig tour around indiana and a few close by states. steve had lifted you onto the sink by your waist, and your legs draped around his thighs to wrap around his hips. he looked at you with an eagerness, you couldn’t tell if he had gotten more entrancing or if maybe that was just the presence of having him this close. this was new, you had never had a one on one moment with the brunette. eddie was always watching when the three of you were together. on multiple occasions eddie had caught steve shamelessly staring at you. especially, when you wore revealing outfits at his shows that left little to the imagination on your nights out. now steve was infront of you, dying to have a taste, and unsure as to why you both ended up in one of his bathrooms, dying to kiss each other, while your boyfriend was downstairs.

‘you okay?’ you asked, you voice broke him out of his thoughts.

steve grabbed your cheek gently, his hand trembled. he pulled your ear close to his lips,

‘yeah.. it’s just… you’re so pretty, got lost a little bit.’ he paused, ‘im sorry you’re dealing with this stuff. but eddie would never hurt you. no one could ever replace you.’ he whimpered. ‘both eddie and i care about you s’much.' he paused, and 'im glad you wanted to talk about it with me though...’

you’re heart jumped. steve had been here with you for some time. when you realized you could use your boyfriend’s best friend to get back at him, you had dragged him into the kitchen and had a few drinks before shuffling to the guest bathroom. it was a dangerous idea that turned into your heart coming undone for steve. he was a sweet guy and you hated to use him like this. still, he provided what eddie couldn’t. the reassuring words falling from his lips as he talked you through your emotions were euphoric. you looked at him with lustful eyes. his words were doing more than just assuring you. nerves danced up and down his expressions as he studied your lips. steve’s anxieties withheld him from completely grabbing you and crashing his soft lips into yours. he was shaking as he spoke,

‘you said.. that he said… this is o-kay…?’

a long pause. his eye moved to your lips and then back to your gaze.

‘im finding that extremely hard to believe, princess.’ steve sighed.

the three of you had joked about fooling around together on multiple occasions but never had it gotten this far. steve had always thought his first time with you he would be sidelined by eddie, but he had you to himself. you heard footsteps passing through the hall. robin walked by the bathroom door calling you and steve to come join them in the living room. nance and rob were ready to start their movie after all the kids and eddie had wrapped up another huge campaign. you grabbed onto steve’s chest gently pulling him in closer.

‘mhm.’ you lied. ‘eddie said it was fine. it’s just a kiss stevie..’ when you let out a soft giggle, steve groaned.

something about your uneasiness around the whole situation with eddie sent you on a path of self destruction. you and steve had been hanging out more often like he and eddie always had, neither of you really cared to develop your friendship until the fights with eddie broke out. as you both sit in the bathroom together you grew more desperate. your hands danced up and down eachother’s bodies. it was like your first time all over again, two horny teenagers dying to make a move but to scared to. steve’s hand snaked up your neck and he took a deep breathe as he leaned in to kiss you. it was warm, he tasted so different compared to eddie, it was refreshing. unlike eddie, who recently, tasted like venom and pure, raw, filthy desire. you liked the his sweet treat, and begged steve to taste more of him. the flavor warmed your tummy. he smelled of bourbon and cherries. his lips were softer and his touch was gentle. soon the kiss turned into all tongue and wet moans into each others mouths, when he finally pulled away he looked so sloppy.

‘you.. you taste s’good.’ he was breathless. his words mirrored your thoughts.

just then the door handle turned and the door slowly creaked open. you and steve were to wrapped up in each other to realize eddie was watching the scene in front of him. he cleared his throat and spoke with an intense tone that burned a hole through both of your hearts.

‘what are you doing?’ he spoke through clenched teeth to keep himself from screaming.

absolute shock was all over his face. you jumped off of the sink and threw your hands up demanding that it was your fault and that steve was just comforting you. pleas left you lips as he just stared into your eyes with discomfort. tears pooled at the corner of his eyes while he watched you explain yourself. he let out a breath, his fist were clenched as he wrapped you in a insincere hug before talking to the other culprit that was the cause of his heartbreak. his eyes met steve’s gaze, his voice was softer now,

‘steve, are you serious?’ his voice cracked.

eddie let go of you and looked at both of you with hurt. steve’s head would’ve been through the wall if the kids weren’t joining for movie night. a twang of hatred for both of you was deep in his chest. eddie was spinning with emotions. both of you knew you really hurt him. he turned away to walk out of the bathroom,

‘eddie, hey man.’ steve chased after him.

‘can it, harrington. your lucky i don’t want to absolutely shove you into the wall and paint it a nice red.’ he growled.

steve stopped following him out after that comment. his feet staying glued to the floor, leaving you to chase him instead. but eddie just shushed you and your pleas as he grabbed his keys out of his jacket pocket. he was dangling them in his hand, making sure to show them to the both of you to announce he would be leaving.

‘eddie, wait...’ steve begged, then the door slammed.

eddie left at a striking pace. the kids jumped at the loud noise from the door that rang through the house. dustin and robin yelled from the den at you and steve,

‘steve??’ cried robin.

‘uh… soooo what was that?’ dustin chipped in.

you and steve looked at each other in disbelief. there was a lot going through your heads. the brunette threw his hands through his hair obviously panicked. he looked at you with shock.

‘you totally played me! y—you have got to fix this..’ steve cried.

‘what’s going on?’ robin was in front of the both of you now. she glaced at you. there was a beat.‘ and where’d eddie.. go…?’ robin trailed off.

you stared at steve with tears in your eyes. steve gave you a look, you could tell he was so embarrassed he let you trick him into hurting his best friend. he ran his palm on his face before landing his hands on his hips. robin watched the both of you and scoffed. she was annoyed that her questions were going unanswered. silence filled the whole house before you whispered,

‘steve?’ you asked. ‘uh-huh?’ he questioned. ‘could you drive me to eddie's, please?’ you begged.

he didn’t hesitate to drop everything and grab his keys before sprinting out his front door with you. steve yelled at robin with haste.

‘watch the kids! ill be back in twenty minutes!’

•ʚ♡ɞ•

you knocked on eddie’s door several times, trying to get him to answer. steve drove away quickly from the scene trying not to add fuel to the fire. after knocking three or four times you stopped trying. desperation crashed into you as you leaned your back against the door. tears fell down your cheeks. as soon as your back pushed against the door softly it quickly flew open. you fell backwards, not having anything to lean on with the door open. losing your balance you fell on your heels. eddie caught you, of course, but after you had regained your position on your own two feet he turned and walked towards his bedroom door. he was visibly distressed as he got back into a comfortable position on his bed. before you intruded into his space, you noticed his notebook was sprawled on his blankets. two or three crumpled balls of paper were on the floor next to his bed. he sat on his old mattress grabbing his guitar and he gestured to you to sit in the space in front of him at the foot of his bed. he strummed his fingers against the six strings and hummed a tune. you went to speak to him but he cut you off,

‘i need space.’ his brows were concentrated on something other than his emotions right now.

‘eddie, we .. nothing happened.’ you pleaded.

he shrugged before springing off of his bed and grabbing extra blankets and pillows. he walked towards the living room, and you followed suit. he threw the disheveled fabrics onto his couch before saying,

‘you’re sleeping here tonight, i know steve drove you here and i don’t feel like taking you home.’ there was a pause.

‘i need space.’ he repeated.

you didn’t know what to say his voice sounded broken. if he needed space was he still going to take you with him on his small tour? the question made your heart hurt. he wouldn’t look you in the eye. you went to speak but he cut you off before he allowed a sound to leave your lips.

‘—if it gets cold and you need extra blankets come let me know, sweetheart.’

even as he was dealing with a new situation he found the three of you in. he still deeply cared for you. he looked at you with sad eyes and said,

‘unless- you want steve to come back and pick.. come pick you up, then be my guest.’ his voice trembled.

he turned away to walk back towards his room. before he started walking away, you hugged him when he wasn’t expecting it. emotion flooded over the both of you as you both embraced each other. eddie knew he shouldn’t give into it, but he was so needy for you, he was the one that needed reassurance now. he felt broken and he knew you could piece him back together. he sighed as he hugged you back tightly.

‘im sorry. ill make it up. promise.’ you cried.

you said the few words with determination. your lips were buried in the nape of his neck. the feeling of your warm breath against his ice cold skin made him want to grab you and fuck the existence of steve out of your head. he would make you forget every memory you had ever made with steve, he was sure of it. eddie fought his urges and instead let himself feel his emotions. he had a new plan. a different way to make you both pay. he pulled you out of his grip and your arms fell to your sides. he smiled at you and said,

‘ill take you home in the morning. just need to clear my head.’ he promised.

you rested on his couch with a pit in your stomach. tears stained the pillowcase under you. the living room was dressed in darkness while your anxiety sat heavy in your chest. the only things bringing you comfort was the smell of eddie that was stained on the blankets he gave you and the distant strumming of his guitar while he hummed a tune you didn’t recognize. sleep fell over you and you drifted into a slumber.

in the morning he drove you home. nothing was really said other than a few apologizes and promises to make things right between the both of you. he pulled up to your house and got out abruptly. being sure to still open your door for you,

‘come on, sweetheart. lets get you home.’ he coo’d.

you had a mean look on your face like you couldn’t believe he was being true to his word. your eyes looked at him desperately. pleading him to make you stay. you went to go kiss him before he put his fingers against your lips and pushed you away gently.

‘you’ve done enough kissing in the past twenty-four hours….’ he trailed off.

‘i need the space.’ he was being stern and setting a very obvious boundary.

you backed off and batted your eyelashes at him in a final attempt to plead him for anything. he walked back towards the driver's side after shutting your door. you turn towards him before he got into his van.

‘im still coming to see you on tuesday … at your show … like always, okay? and if you don't want me to come with you on the road.. im sorry but it's gonna be hard to get rid of me.' you spoke with worry, thinking that your joke wouldn't land.

you were so scared he was going to tell you that you weren’t allowed to go, his band had finally scored a bigger gig for this coming tuesday, he was only going to play eight shows but record labels were going to be there. you couldn't miss it. it made you nervous as he hesitated to answer, maybe he didn’t want to see you or steve ever again. eddie nodded at you and gave you a silent smile before returning to his chariot and pulling out of your driveway.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

it was tuesday night, the night that was going to kick off the tour. you had thirty minutes till eddie’s set was about to start, the crowd was still walking through the doors, rushing to get inside. before getting into the venue this afternoon someone from the band's team walked out and gave you, steve, nancy, and robin passes to get in early and stay after the show concluded. you knew eddie was the one that told his team to get you guys in. it was sweet of eddie to want you there, and walking in before all the fans lined up at the door made you feel special. you each sat at the small bar in the venue together, chatting for a bit. then robin, and nancy agreed to taking one more shot with you and steve before they ran off to center of the pit, wanting to make friends before the crowd started roaring. the girls always abandoned you and steve but you didn’t mind and steve was getting used to it. the girls had been spending a lot of time together these days. you watched the stage crew finish setting up the production, but you could see metalhead sitting on side stage. he looked a little frustrated as one of the sound guys hooked up his amp. you couldn’t tell if he was mad about steve sitting so close to you or if they were just having technical difficulties. just to avoid conflict though, you distanced yourself from steve a bit. you turned to the bartender that was at side of the venue and asked for a cosmopolitan, a girly drink but you knew that if the bartender made it to strong steve would love an excuse to drink a cosmo.

‘oooo you got a cosmopolitan?? how classic.’ steve commented.

you took a sip, yeah. it was definitely to strong. you passed it to steve as he smiled and giggled at you. you turned back around in defeat to face the stage, leaving the cash for the drink on the bar. robin had an open tab at the hideout that definitely hadn’t been paid in weeks. she’d be thankful for anything that you put towards it. you looked back to the dimly lit stage before the bartender tapped your shoulder and pushed the cash back in your direction.

‘no need.’ they said gently.

soon after the bartender explained that a man a few seats down from you had paid for your drink and half of the tab that you and your friends had opened. you glanced to give the mystery man a sweet smile.

‘thank you!’ you mouthed the words in his general direction.

seconds later the lights shut off. it was showtime. steve looked at you with excitement, you both fawned over eddie’s rockstar attitude when he was on stage. you both knew that if he really stuck to it that he could have a real record deal. maybe even a longer tour with a bigger band, him playing lead guitar. if anyone was going to put hawkins, indiana on the map it was going to be eddie munson and corroded coffin. the thoughts that spun around in your head were immediately cut short when you heard a soft gutiar strum come from the dim stage. steve jokingly screamed,

‘woooo! the guitarist is sooo hot!!’ he confessed shouting his words like some fangirl.

steve’s deeper tone rumbled against the crowd of fans that has been growing over the years. however, he felt sheltered by the dark room, enough to even admit he had a little crush on your boyfriend. you shoved him on the shoulder. you both laughed softly, rolling your eyes and scoffing at him. after the small moment you shared you both simultaneously noticed a microphone on eddie’s side of the stage. steve turned to you in confusion. when your eyes met he suddenly curled his pointer finger at you, motioning you closer so he could speak in your ear. the crowd and amps were to loud to talk over.

‘that’s new.’ steve said.

eddie walked on stage out of the darkness while steve was leaning over you, eddie watched steve as he pulled away from the nap of your neck. a fire was in eddie’s eyes as he watched the two of you. right when he placed his gaze on you and steve, you both were already so focused on him. lost in the presence of this new rockstar standing before you. something felt different. your jaw dropped in awe, completely drooling over the fact that eddie somehow chose you. you weren’t sure how you got so lucky. you and steve shared a knowing look and gulped. he looked so good with his black jeans and chains draping his waist. he wore a corroded coffin shirt that was cut into a tank. his muscular chest that adorned inky black tattoos would peek out at you both if he moved just right. he accessorized well and his hair was kept out of his face by his skull bandanna. eddie looked up at the both of you before he started strumming his gutiar. the lead singer belted out the next words, to your surprise the song was some of the best material they had ever performed. in an instant you saw eddie approach his mic. he was singing backing vocals while staring you down.

‘the words are coming, i feel terrible is it typical for us to end like this?’

the lyric was an open ended question. you didn’t yet understand that this was a song eddie wrote about you. he winked at you and it almost made you faint. he for sure had star power. eddie continued,

‘cause baby, you weren't the first or the last or the worst and I've got to fill the blanks in the past with a verse we could sit around and cry but frankly you're not worth it anymore….’ he broke his gaze with you and glared at steve for the next line.

‘so say hello to all the boys at the top of this table that you're under. lipstick lullabies. this is sorry for the last time.’

something in you thought the song sounded familiar. you tried to piece together where you had heard it previously when it finally hit you. you turned to steve excitedly,

‘he wrote this! eddie wrote this! after that night! that night—’

steve looked at you with surprise and then back to the stage. his face was red with embarrassment. your voice softened at the realization, he wrote this song for you and steve. eddie was angry, his voice was hoarse with hate and you could see how eddie’s eyes were glazed over as he went back to the mic. he had more to say directly to you and steve from the stage. his words were like daggers.

‘on any other day we'd shoot the boy but your simple toy had caused a scene like this.’

his singing voice was like velvet. a soft baritone. steve sunk further into his seat. a red tint danced all along your cheeks and ears leaving you throughly embarrassed. you watched him send you a wink. eddie just laughed. turning away from his mic. the audience probably missed the small gesture but for you and steve? you didn’t miss a single motion. you could absolutely tell he was basking in the attention from the both of you. if his words and glares weren’t humiliating enough, he looked like he was having the time of his life on stage. joyfully turning his anger into a performance of a lifetime, then he said the next vulgar line,

‘consider this as a gift as you taste him on your lips and he's making you scream with his hands on your hips … i hope he's leaving you empty baby, this is just a fix’

there was a beat. he grabbed onto his microphone gripping it hard, he leaned into it as he glared into your deep eyes. your breath hitched at the action. he looked fantastic.

‘such a simple. little. whore.’

that will do it. your tummy turned and you felt publicly humiliated. the audience knew who this song was about now. eddie spun around rocking on his guitar. he was really into it now. your hands dug into your knees, you couldn’t tell if you were mad, turned on, or really upset. more embarrassment crashed into you. you turned to steve, who was also red in the face while watching eddie. he was to lost in the performance to tell that you were close to breaking down. so many thoughts were rushing through your head as he sang the last line.

‘girls make boys cry and die.’

you stayed in your seat to watch him perform a few more songs. after more shots and drinks with nancy, robin, and steve your brain began over analyzing the song lyrics that still lingered in your head from the opening number. you grew anxious.

did he mean what he said? was he still upset with you? was he still upset with steve?

you jumped up quickly making your way to the bathroom to take a deep breath. you couldn't believe that you were so overwhelmed that you were missing eddie's biggest show. steve called out your name as you disappeared. everything that was happening was overstimulating you. an escape from the situation was needed. you looked into the mirror and regained your normal demeanor as you heard the bands finale song end. you composed yourself and walked out of the bathroom.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

you were tipsy as you walked out of the bathroom. corroded coffin was already off of the stage and you knew eddie would be b-lining towards the bar to giggle about his performance or maybe even pick a fight with steve. but you were turning back to the bartender ready to order another cosmopolitan. hoping that maybe this one would knock you onto your feet before you had to face eddie. you glanced over to steve, robin, and nancy. eddie was nowhere to be seen. a sad sigh left your lips and you turned back to the bartender.

‘my boyfriend hates me’ you cried.

the bartender just laughed at you as they got you one more drink before announcing that you were cut off. you nodded in agreement before you saw someone approach you. out of the corner of your eye the mystery man from earlier leaned into your space.

‘well hello.’ he coo’d.

this mystery man was definitely not your type. rude and aggressive. he was someone that looked like a lowlife. hanging around after concert venues looking for girls like you to pick up and drop off the next day. you weren’t one to be rude so you shared a few words before you grew uncomfortable.

‘i should really go find my friends..’ you stood up while saying the parting words.

the strange man wasn't even supposed to still be in the venue. before security could usher him out he had grabbed your arm suddenly and pushed you out into the back corner of the building. you turned to look towards your friends. they sat at the other side of the bar, oblivious to what was happening.

‘steve! guys!!’ you cried.

your shouts made your friends turn their heads with alertness. they watched the man dragged you out of the big building into the alleyway that was used for unloading the bands gear into buses. the mystery man grabbed your mouth shutting you up before you could scream. he turned your body around and pushed your chest into the brick wall by the backdoors entry way. his hips pushed against your ass, rubbing himself on you. steve was rushing out the back door after you. he had told nancy and robin to go get some help. they didn’t know what to do in their tipsy state other than try to find eddie. steve bursted out the door, turning and grabbing onto the man that held you in his arms. your assaulter pulled out a switchblade when steve tried shoving him away from you. it was held firmly up to your neck while steve threw his hands up.

‘woah! man… hey. hey. you don’t wanna do that.’ his tone was serious and scared.

the man glared at steve before he threw you to the side and lunged at steve. he dodged his maneuver despite being tipsy and punched the man in the stomach. the blow made him drop the blade and steve kicked it away. the man reached up and nailed steve right in the jaw. he fell backwards.

‘oh— shit.’ steve grunted.

eddie turned the corner. he was helping his bandmates and the crew load the gear into a large truck and his van. he had walked down the alleyway when he heard a commotion. now he was watching you on the ground from where the man had thrown you, his eyes were wide and dark, even in the moonlight. he quickly came to your rescue. when he picked you up the surprise of his presence made you burst into tears. eddie moved his hands across your cheek rubbing your tears away.

‘hey hey, sweetheart. hi baby. you’re okay.’ he was soft spoken now compared to his mean demeanor he had on stage.

this was the first time you had heard his soft tone in a week. it was always in eddies best interest to make you feel better when you were scared even if he was scared too. a wave of comfort rushed over him when he looked at you, but before you could clock it eddie eagerly rushed check on his best friend. steve took one more blow to the face and spit out some blood that was being produced from his now split lip. eddie didn’t immediately run to his rescue. he thought steve deserved to be taught a lesson.

‘come on steve! are you serious?’ eddie yelled.

‘beat his ass! you can be rougher than that, i need you to be rougher than that.’ he cheered his best friend on, his tone remained serious.

steve took another blow to the stomach and eddie figured he had enough. he pounced on the man that victimized the both of you, making quick work of him. eddie pulled the man by his shirt collar off of the ground which he laid. venom left eddie’s mouth as he threatened the man.

‘i fucking see your face around here again. im going to kill you. i should drop your ass into lover’s lake and watch you drown for even touching my baby.’

eddie threw the man down onto the concrete and spat in his face. he lit a cigarette and took a few drags before kicking him in the side and putting out his cigarette against the mans cheek. the stranger groaned. when he felt the man had enough he turned to you to walk you back into the bar. steve grunted as he tried to stand off of the ground. eddie walked over him after leading you to the door and hit him hard on the back with his big palm.

‘you’re so good at getting your ass kicked! what’s up with that? you’re 0 for 3 man!’ the boy laughed with a gleeful tone.

‘you asshole! you could’ve stepped in!’ steve growled as he held his hand to his split eyebrow and swollen lip.

‘you deserved it!’ eddie gave him a smirk before he wrapped his shoulder around you and walked you back inside. he held you closer than before, being sure to be gentle. you invited him in for a hug with your small hands wrapping around his waist. steve ruined the moment as he sluggishly followed the both of you inside.

‘your precious sweetheart! deserved it! not me!’ steve yelped.

eddie just laughed. the bartender was quick to bring the three of you anything you needed after that fiasco. eddie ordered two waters and asked for a ziplock full of ice. you sipped on your water slowly before he threw the ice pack at steve. awkward silence fell over the three of you. steve held the ice against his eye and whined in pain. eddie gave him a pity laugh before wedging himself between you and steve. you three sat like that for a few minutes before corroded coffin's security came and checked on your small group. eddie dismissed them.

‘so.. like my song?’ he questioned only you, his tone was nervous.

truth was you loved the song, it was so vulgar and the provocative. the lyrics hurt a little bit, but you were proud. after watching him perform how did he think that you didn’t like it? knowing he was happy with it just made your heart flutter.

‘i loved it… stung a little bit but it was really good…’ you giggled bashfully into his chest.

‘awww to mean? i think you kissing my best friend was pretty mean…’ he teased.

safety washed over you as you pushed your hand into his chest playfully. maybe things were going to be okay after all. silver rings burned into your skin when he grabbed your wrist tightly to assert dominance again. a sense of fear rushed over you. still a bit shaken up from earlier. hearts raced as eddie placed your delicate hand on his heart and he moved closer to you. both of you were clearly touch starved and desperate for each others attention. your hand trailed up eddie’s bicep while he tried to speak a few soft sentences. chills rolled down his body. he was so easily overwhelmed when it came to you. you were his first time, first kiss, first love.

‘god. i love you.’ eddie gasped.

it must’ve been true that what songwriters wrote was always blown out of proportion. their lyrics are bullshit. he couldn’t be mad at you about a stupid little kiss when you looked this good under the dim bar lighting. eddie had a plan to release his pent up emotions though, he was still hurting and thought he was entitled to a little revenge.

his grip tightened on you wrist. the air was knocked out of your lungs when he glared down at you. you were still shaken up. your eyes even now glistening with fresh tears, but you were ready to give eddie anything he wanted. god, and he was so touch starved. eddie began letting his perverted thoughts rush through his head in this moment. he had trouble trying to keep his cool when you looked at him like that…

‘you know.. before that little sit.. well.. situation you and steve got into outside .. uhm.’ he swallowed deeply watching you play with your fingers on your lips.

‘oh. you’re killing me, sweetheart.’ eddie was mesmerized. he watched you a little longer his stare going on for way to long. when he snapped out of it he pulled your hand away from your lips. instead you danced your fingers up his shirt,your nails tickling him. eddie cleared his throat and comically stared at the celling. his next words came fast as you traced the fingers that were just on your lips down his exposed neck. he was nervous about something.

eddie purred under your touch, ‘some guy from a record label wanted to talk with us. might’ve finally gotten—’ he was cut off.

excitement filled your veins as you giggled and squealed. you wrapped your arms around him, swiftly kissing him all over. eddie grabbed you tightly and laughed as he tried to stable himself.

‘im so so s’proud!!! eddie, are you serious!!!’

when eddie regained his balance, he pulled back and wrapped his hand around your throat. he was much more gentle now. moving around you so he could trace his teeth against your sensitive neck. vibrations trickled down your skin as he let out a low growl. another giggle left your throat and u tried pushing him away. it turned into a soft moan as he kitten licked your pressure point. you knew he was still upset but you both craved each other more than you wanted to keep the space between you. it began to cheer him up. you could tell he was happy with himself. he wouldn’t mention it to you yet, but while he was backstage before he performed he was lost in thought. eddie almost didn’t go out on stage. he imagined your sad face looking at him from the bar would break his heart in two, and seeing steve made him nervous. maybe this argument really had gone to far. the assuring words you gave him now definitely helped him understand you were anything but upset.

‘i would’ve wrote a song about my pretty girl sooner if i knew it could get us a deal and out of hawkins.’ he let out a groan against your lips.

steve shifted in his seat and watched the two of you out of the corner of his eye. the metalhead felt his gaze and turned to him. he gave him a look before he glared at steve with dark eyes. there was still tension in the air. to avoid pushing his buttons more and make the situation worse, steve turned away with his back facing the both of you. he let out a sigh as he treated his wounds. eddie began to pull away from you to say something to steve but as if you and steve had planned it, you slowly pulled eddie by his shirt collar elusively so his attention would be back on you. he slowly turned in his seat and when he met your blown out expression he let a groan escape him. he was watching you with a predatory gaze. you instantly fell into a state of submission. without a word shared between the two of you eddie hand came up and shoved in the direction of steve’s back, hitting his shoulder. he was still face to face with you, unmoving, as he spoke. his eyes fell from your glare and instead onto your lips.

‘go start the car, dipshit.’ eddie grunted.

steve almost couldn’t make out what he said. you knew he was talking to steve but something about his low growl in your face during this intimate moment made you spiral. you let out a sigh as you listened to steve jump up suddenly. he definitely was not in a mood to piss eddie off after he had just saved his ass. he was sure he would do anything the metalhead asked of him if it meant saving the dynamic the three of you had. steve’s presence lingered as he left the two of you alone at the bar. you weren’t ready to see what the rest of the night had in store and you knew it was going to be a long one. your lover pulled you in for a deep kiss. your tongue clashed in a fight of dominance, but your reign was short lived as eddie grabbed the nape of your neck and pulled you lower so you couldn’t catch your breath. he bit your lip hard before he pulled away. you gasped at the lost of him.

‘you taste so, he pulled away and then deepened the kiss ‘fucking.. sweet.’ eddie smiled.

his fingers danced down your clothed skin in between his words. he began at the collar of your shirt and down your sternum till he ended with his fingers playing with the loops of your pants. his gaze followed his fingers but snapped back up at you as he heard you whimper. he took one more hungry look at you before pushing his lips up against your ear. he whispered slowly, dragging his words out,

‘mmmhm pretty girl… im not mad at you but you did deserve a punishment for hurting me so bad? huh what do you think? it’s only fair right, baby?’

‘you did that when you publicly humiliated me and steve…’ you whined.

‘i know, i know… but im craving a bit more of you. less of steve.’ eddie assured.

there was a pause before he went on a ramble about your dream last week. eddie was somewhat nervous to bring it up. his hands snaked to grab ahold of your waist. he leaned into you while kissing you between sentences. he was trailing his lips up and down your jaw, ending at the corner of your lips.

‘i’ve been meaning to show you that you’re the only girl id ever need… i miss you y’know? miss touching you… miss your taste… miss just hearing your sweet voice talk to me.’ eddie coo’d.

that’s exactly what you needed. just a bit of reassurance went a long way. your hands wrapped around his neck and he pulled you onto his chest. eddie’s strong arms slipped under your thighs while your legs wrapped around his hips. he held you close to him, successfully carrying you out of the bar. he spun around as he was almost out of the main doors. eddie’s eyes started searching for something in the crowded bar. he located robin and nancy almost instantly. they were sharing some flirtatious looks at eachother by the bathroom before he yelled at the two of them,

‘hey! you two lovebirds. find a ride home, kay? we’re taking steve’s car home.’

his dominant tone didn’t change when he spoke to his dear friends. they took his demands with haste understanding that they were on their own now. nancy waved and robin gave him a subtle thumbs up before the girls both nodded at him. their faces were blushed out at eddie’s comment. they had truly gotten lost in their own moment after they had helped resolve the conflict from earlier. eddie looked at them with a perked up eyebrow, he was trying to make sure they were sober enough to be safe.

‘we’re gonna be okay, ed’s!’ robin yelled.

that was enough for him. nancy gave him another wave. he nodded back and left with you out the door. he was rushing you into the backseat of steve’s car.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

soft moans filled steve’s car as he drove. it was an unbearable 25 minutes till he would pull into eddies driveway and eddie was gonna make sure he hated ever second. you sat horizontally in the backseat your back was against the back door. eddie was relentless. shoving your head against the glass to get a better grip on your tits. he bit your lip as he laced his hand around your throat and squeezed tightly,

‘you wanna give steve a show baby? remind him who you belong to?’ he groaned.

you whined in protest not wanting to be fucked in a moving car because of how intoxicated you were. you were wanting to get home before doing anything. your body tensed, and eddie slowed his movements. he knew your body better than you did. his eyes met yours with worry before his face twisted into a hungry smile. you were looking at him with glossed over eyes, your pupils completely blown, and pushing your bottom lip out slightly.

‘ohhh fuck, sweetheart. look at me like that again? so pretty when you’re pouting.’

eddie grabbed you gently by your forearm. guiding you to straddle him. as soon as you were in this lap he pulled you in for a tight hug. comfort washed over you.

‘put your hands up, sweetheart.’ eddie demanded.

obedience was eddie’s favorite and you didn’t dare try to be a brat tonight. he pulled your shirt off of you and grunted when he saw the simple black bra that adorned your chest. his hands ran aggressively up and down your back while steve watched in the review mirror. steve let out a harsh groan.

‘what? got something to say, lover boy?’ eddie snapped at steve.

steve just stared at the wide expansion of the road, his gears shifted when he began to speed up. he couldn’t take much more of eddie dangling you in front of him like a treat. in his own back seat. eddie snickered as he watched steve scoff. eddie knew steve loved when he would tease him.

‘i don’t have shit to say.’ steve piped up.

eddie’s big hands gripped your hipbones and he made sure to guide you in your movements as you would grind down onto him. he was setting a slow pace just to get himself off. daggers for eyes lunged at steve when the boys made eye contact in the rear view mirror. eddie’s eyes didn’t move away from steve’s hazel irises. instead he threw his head back and dramatically moaned when he jutted your hips onto his groin. steve scoffed again and looked away. he lunged foward into you center dramatically. steve couldn’t help but steal a few looks. eddie’s speech was slurred due to his lips being all over the top of your chest now. your chest was bare, no marking to be had and he hated that. absolutely hated it. he needed you to always be marked with his love for you. he made quick work of your soft skin. sloppily leaving faint pink and blue bruises. when he was through a wet mess remained on your chest. he flicked out his tongue and licked from the center of chest just between your breast and up to your neck. eddie thrusted his hips up at the same time you pushed your waist onto him. you both moaned at the need to have each other.

‘fuckkkk baby… you like when im rough with you in front of your little play thing? you had enough of your dumb toy?’ he was making sure steve heard him over your small sweet noises.

‘you’re being ridiculous…’ steve rolled his eyes.

at steve’s word eddie’s palm was suddenly on your throat. he pushed you by the neck and wedged you in between the drivers and passenger seat, your back was arched over the center console. eyes blown wide in surprise. steve glanced at you before eddie was crawling up your body and grunting in steve’s face. possessiveness was definitely a toxic trait for eddie. he turned to steve before saying,

‘your little kiss last week was shit. she told me. you’re a bad kisser.’ eddie said.

you hadn’t told him anything about the kiss. you could hardly remember it, but jealousy was radiating off of him. eddie pulled you into a sloppy kiss by your throat. steve really was really annoyed now. eddie was basically fucking you in his front seat next to him. secretly it was still an act he was grateful eddie let him watch. steve’s palm moved to his half hard cock that sat uncomfortably in his jeans. eddie let out a laugh.

‘pathetic.’ he snickered.

he pulled you into the back seat again. small yelps left your throat as he bit into your collar bone. that one was going to leave a bruise come tomorrow. eddie pulled down his jeans just enough so he could fish his hard cock out of the slit in his boxers. it had been a week since you had last touched him. the head of his cock was bright red and leaked so much precum. he whined against your soft skin while gently kissing the bite he had just left on you.

‘touch me.’ please .. i’ll do anything, just rub me off a bit.’

you obeyed. but god, you loved when he begged. under all his thick skin and his rough attitude he was still your eddie that was a sick pervert. could never get enough of you. slick dripped down his tip and you let it coat your fingers before rubbing it against his head and shaft. a guttural moan left his throat. you decided to tease him a bit and let go of his shaft. your soft fingers dragging up and down his thighs. answering you with a trust of his hips and breathy words,

‘god… y—you have no idea the t—things i’ve been waiting to do to you.’

eddie’s lips crashed into yours before he grabbed steve’s headrest with his left hand. he was leaning into the front of the car. you moved your hips against him and he moaned him steve’s ear. he had to catch his composure as he carefully held the small of your back with his free hand. he said something to steve that you didn’t quite catch.

‘drive. fucking. faster.’ he demanded.

steve obeyed. just like you had moments prior. it was so pathetic the grip that eddie had on the two of you. steve watched eddie throw you into the seats. he was over you and wedged himself between your legs. his hard cock humped your thigh that was bound by your tight jeans. he needed to get you out of those jeans. he moaned into your kiss as the vibrations of the car speeding made you shake under him. neither of you could tell it was your body’s reaction to him being so handsy or the bumpy road. a hand snaked down your tummy gripping your sides. when it arrived to the button that held your jeans together eddie made quick work of it. slowly, he pushed his hand past your waist line and into your panties. he teased the outside of your folds. you were drenched. your slick coated his fingers and invited him deeper, but he just toyed with you like it was just all a game for him.

‘so wet for me, pretty girl. barely even touched you… did me saving you from a big scary guy turn you on? hmm?’ he questioned.

no response from you.

‘maybe you liked being all vulnerable for me. needed me didn’t you, sweetheart? a pretty girl like you can’t be trusted to be watched by an airhead like stevie?’

‘hey!’ steve argued.

eddie didn’t like that response. he pulled away from you yelling at the bimbo brunette and tucking his dick away. his hands still down your pants. he was finally snapping.

‘what so you swap spit with my girl but wont be the one to save her ass? really steve?’ a good counter point.

the tension was back. damn, if he didn’t look fucking hot when he was angry though. subconsciously eddie was still teasing you with his fingers while he argued with his best friend. he rolled his eyes in the back of his head out of annoyance. you couldn’t help but stare at him as his blood boiled with hate. the veins on his neck sticking out. your needy hands pulled him back down to you. nuzzling your face into the nape of his neck. your soft nose danced up his check so your lips could reach his ear.

‘please. teach me a lesson.’ you begged.

he listened. you were so fucking hot. eddie pushed a finger deeply into as you nodded to him answering his previous questions. slipping his palm onto your chest to give your tits attention. he pushed the bra off of you to reveal your nipples. taking his time with both of the sensitive buds. he rolled one of them between his calloused pointer finger and his thumb. the other he sucked on with his warm mouth. tracing his wet tongue in soft little circles causing you to beg for more. moans filled steve’s car. steve couldn’t quite take it anymore.

‘don’t you normally shut her up?’ he scoffed.

‘mhm. i do… but when fuckers like you think you could make her sound sweeter than this.. i have to remind you.’ eddie jabbed.

your chest was warm with butterflies. eddie pulled his finger out of your pussy leaving you nothing to clench onto. he whispered lewd promises into you ear. telling you the things he was going to do with you soon.

‘im gonna cuff your ankles together… gonna hold your knees down so they touch your chest and burry my cock into that pretty pussy. m’promise to try to be gentle at first… im gonna use you like a little cock sleeve. can’t promise that i won’t hurt you.’

his hand grazed over your wet mound as he said it. he could still feel your warmth through your jeans. you twitched.

‘oh? you like that idea? maybe… that’s being nice… how about i fuck this pretty throat of yours. ill hold your nose so your spit drips down your chin and onto my thighs. you promise to swallow me just how i like?’ eddie questioned. breathing heavy into your ear.

you couldn’t form your own thoughts everything eddie was saying filled your ears. no coherent words left your mouth just pitiful moans.

‘need you to be a good girl and listen tonight. im gonna make you forget all about steve, baby. fuck him right out of this pretty skull of yours.’ eddie groaned.

steve desperately tried to ignore you two as he rolled down his window to escape the smell of sex. turning up his radio that played ‘i wanna know what love is’ on his foreigner cassette tape. in obvious steve fashion he mumbled the words. he knew he was about five minutes away from the trailer park now. you both were wrapped up in your own little world as eddie continued,

‘when im close baby i want to bottom out inside of you… need you to beg me to cum inside of you. fill you up. make you mine all over again. can you do that for me pretty girl?’

even though the three of you could tell you were pulling into the trailer park eddie still relentlessly worked on warming you up. tonight was going to be a night that took a toll on your body. he was going to make sure of it.

‘when i get home you’re so dead.’ he whispered.

fin.

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you glanced at eddie. he was pissed beyond belief. you had never seen him so upset. he turned on the lamp that sat on your bedside table and opened the drawer. he pulled out silver handcuffs that were hidden underneath some magazines. he cuffed himself and then attached his wrist to your bed frame. he jumped onto the bed so he was above you and grabbed your waist. his large fingers gripped so hard you yelped. he forced your back to arch and your waist was against his groin. you felt him through his rough jeans. he kissed you deeply and his words were rushed,

‘hi pretty baby. my pretty girl.’ he coo’d, he was so soft spoken.

you knew something was off. his voice was deeper, his tone more serious and he hid his teeth under his lips it felt like he was hiding something from you. he turned to steve.

‘i thought i couldn’t trust myself steve. really, i couldn’t trust you.’

oh, he was so pissed. engulfed in hate. he turned back to you. you jumped slightly at his deep tone. you were still so tired from waking up from your slumber but you were suddenly just fucked by the steve harrington. your head was dizzy. you were underneath eddie now. you knew how this was about to go. things always ended with you almost snapped in two and panting in exhaustion if you were starting under eddie. you couldn’t even muster the strength to look at him. he was furious right now. you flinched when he spoke softly to you.

‘did he hurt you, sweetheart? are you okay?’

you were so confused at the situation, but you didn’t have much time to process as his rough hands dragged over your body.

‘god, haven’t touched you in s’long baby. you’re gonna make me bust early like a fucking teenager.’

he was trembling and running his hands down your soft stomach while consuming your skin. you were distracted from the new sensation of his lips all over you that you forgot about steve’s cum dripping out of you. eddie smacked your thigh and stared into your eyes. steve just watched in awe. he was nervous eddie was going to hurt you because he saw first hand, eddie was dangerous. in your mind you thought maybe eddie was just pent up. he had been missing you for so long, but no. steve knew this was different. steve’s moral judgment was cloudy in the moment. he didn’t dare say a word. he was a bit more interested in watching what was going to happen next than he was shutting down the situation. eddie growled and buried his head into your neck. he sucked softly being sure not to draw his fangs. you giggled and soft little moans left your lips.

‘eds? how are you back?‘

you were so lost in how you ended up in this situation. eddie shushed you and turned your head to the side exposing more of your neck to him. he got excited when he saw you wearing his favorite necklace. a locket that had a photo of him inside. he bit the chain and slowly pulled it off of your chest with it in his mouth. his words were slurred because of the chain against his lips.

‘swtill wear twhis bwaby?’

you nodded and bit your lip holding back a big smile. of course you still wore his photo around your neck. especially since he was ‘gone’. your locket was one of your most prized possessions. your head was turned towards steve now as you looked away from eddie. the metalhead was to busy traversing and traveling up and down your skin. he moved from your chest to your earlobe. you stared into steve’s eyes and the boy blushed and then looked away quickly. soft moans left your throat as eddie worked on you. steve stole a few more glances before he began getting hard again. eddie was to focused on coloring in the faded marks steve left and leaving new marks of his own. he didn’t care that your eyes roamed up and down steve’s body. steve stared adoring the two of you. his eyes were glazed over and he let out a quiet moan as he saw your face make more erotic expressions. he couldn’t see you in the dark previously. now just your rosy cheeks and soft lips illuminated by the yellow light was enough to drive him crazy as he watched the two of you. eddie’s hand played with your boobs. grazing over your sensitive nipples and grinding himself into you. he was trembling and groaning.

‘babyy— fuck … missed you s’much.’ he said roughly into your skin.

he grabbed your throat suddenly pulling himself away from your neck, he grunted and threw his hips into yours. the chain of the cuff that was attached to the bed frame made a loud noise as he tried to free his other hand. eddie knew that if he could use both hands he wouldn’t be able to control himself so he prematurely planned to hold himself back. 

‘fuck … me, sweetheart i could just devour you right now.’ 

that was the brutal truth. he wanted to taste everything. your soft skin, your gorgeous neck, take every last bit of you. he was holding you down onto the bed by your throat. hard. his rings stung against your neck. you tapped his wrist telling him to loosen his grip. that was something you had agreed on together but this time he just tightened his knuckles around you till your eyes rolled back. he finally let up when you let out a pretty breathless moan,

‘you don’t know your own limits. pretty baby, so so precious. missed you so much. my girl doing so good for me.’

his eyes met steve’s. he was watching eddie grind his hips into yours.

‘right steve? my girl.’

he was so furious. his eyes had fire in them and he clenched his fist that was chained to the bed. steve cowered looking up at eddie before he began to speak,

‘i was just having some fun. try it sometime.’

eddie spat in steve’s face and growled at him.

‘big fucking talk from someone that can’t even last that long… her pussy to tight for you?’ eddie questioned steve’s masculinity. 

steve grunted angrily, ‘maybe... she wouldn’t be so tight if you could use her properly...’

you wined as the boys fought over you. eddie was tired of the bantering and just pulled his tshirt over his head exposing his structured chest and deep scars. it was a upsetting sight but something about the roughness of his skin turned you on even more. he threw his shirt at steve and pulled you off the bed into his chest with just his one arm. you whimpered at the sudden movement. he was being rough with you tossing you around like that. eddie pulled you close whispering into your ear, he never once broke eye contact with steve.

eddie began his spew of vulgar thoughts and actions he was going to do to you. he stared steve down as the boy in front of him blushed.

‘baby… you’re gonna be so good for me okay? im gonna lay you back down in just a second and you’re gonna get under me and suck my cock. just how you like. i want you to take all of it down your throat and swallow me. fuck-. just thinking about it drives me insane. can you do that for me baby?’ his tone was husky and serious.

you were so overwhelmed. your brain was fogged with dirty images.

‘you’re gonna let me play with those pretty lips as you suck on me and we’re gonna show steve here just exactly who you belong to. then—’ he took a deep breath. ‘then.. baby if you do good im gonna flip you over and fuck your brains out. fuck them right out of that pretty little skull of yours.’

steve’s eyes widened and his cock twitched. eddie chuckled sensing his arousal.

‘you wanna see what she looks like when she’s really cock drunk stevie boy? huh? what do you say? i think she needs someone to really take care of her.’

eddie’s words warmed your tummy and your pussy dripped at the thought of him taking advantage of you. you were begging eddie for some kind of relief at this point, he was right. steve wasn’t enough for you. you pulled his hair and gripped onto his biceps grinding your hips into his. you wanted him so bad.

‘awww she’s already begging for me steve…’

eddie moaned as you bit into his collarbone. he rolled his hips gently against yours. just once more to tease your wet cunt. you cried out his name and your nails dug into his back. he wasn’t going to give in to your bratty demeanor just yet. in an agonisingly slow fashion. just how you liked it. he thrusted against you again. his large belt buckle was enough friction on your clit to have some sort of satisfaction. your mouth fell open and a soft gasp slipped out.

‘right there, sweetheart?’

he grinned menacingly while kissing up the warmth of your neck to your ear. he glared at steve, but continued to whisper to you.

‘baby after i fuck your brains out your gonna let steve cum on your face, okay?’

you moaned softly. there was a pause.

‘if he fucking learns how to listen this time.’

eddie chuckled, his personality was rotten. he was such a pervert. you moaned for him to do something. anything. you craved his touch.

eddies eyes darkened black and he watched steve gaze,

‘im still pissed at you fucker. you don’t think im really gonna give you a show, huh?’

steve gulped. his adams apple bobbed in his throat.

‘turn around. face your back to us. you can only listen.’

steve did as he was told. he shifted his body to face away from the two of you as eddie continued,

‘if you touch yourself while listening to her pretty moans … you’re fucking dead, harrington. dead.’

you paused at the threat that rolled off of eddies tongue. your playfulness that eddie loved sparked up, you wanted to play with the new toy too.

‘don’t worry stevie baby, we fuck loud. you’ll be able to hear everything...’

eddie laughed and kissed your neck. he tugged at the metal that restrained his right hand and the cuff tighted around his wrist, he wanted to grab your face with both of his hands in a deep kiss but the best he could do was grab your chin and turn your gaze towards himself. he knew what you were doing, but he was in control. this wasn’t a moment that eddie wanted you to play into a switch behavior. he wanted to show steve just how dumb and thirsty you were for his cock.

‘behave. he’s not your play thing right now, sweetheart. he’s mine.’

his eyes were a soft black, when speaking to you, but his tone was serious.

‘don’t think that this is going to be easy for you too? you should never moan someone else’s name unless i specifically tell you to got it?’

you nodded quickly and hugged eddie tightly. he recognized it was a forgiving hug and he hugged you back releasing the tension between the two of you. he was still going to fuck you dumb though. you deserved the punishment. steve rolled over and closed his eyes gripping on the sheets as you let out a gasping moan. eddie pulled you in for a sloppy kiss. steve heard everything. your tongues clashed and the smacking sounds of your lips made steve’s cock twitch. his core tightened and sweat dripped down his forehead. he needed relief. he so desperately wanted the two of you. he wanted to taste you, taste eddie. feel your skin again while eddie directed you both. he fantasized about the different scenarios while listening to your pleasure. eddie had been teasing you for awhile to hear all your pretty sounds. he brushed his fingers across your lips and over your tummy. he would pinch your nipples to hear your breathe hitch. he did this all while he grew harder in his pants. he was watching steve struggle. by the time steve was ready to cum without touching himself you were whimpered and begged for eddie to finger you. steve thought he could just die right then and there. you continued to beg. your wet hot pussy needed to have something to grip onto. steve heard eddie snicker evilly, there was a pause and words exchanged between the two of you.

‘shhh baby shh i’ve got you.’

a soft high pitched moan filled the room. he heard eddies fingers play with your soft folds,

‘stevie made a mess of you, didn’t he?’

eddie’s thick middle finger ran over your wet mound and steve’s cum continued to drip out of you. he applied pressure to your sensitive clit and worked in circles. making sure you remembered just how much you loved his touch more than anyones.

‘baby you wanna cum for me? already?’ he asked teasing your lips.

you grabbed onto his t-shirt and moaned into his mouth. you desperately tried to kiss him. every time you got close, he would pull away and giggle. eddie swiftly put your legs together and ripped off your panties that steve had lazily just pulled to the side while he fucked you.

‘tell me who you belong to... and maybe ill give you another kiss.’

you beg out in desperation, his thumb steady on your clit and he sped up his middle finger that mindlessly thrusted into you.

‘y-yours ed. i-im yours, p-please let me be yours fo—forever.’

the words that slip out of your mouth mindlessly drive him crazy. eddie bites your neck, hard. he’s careful not to draw his fangs. as much as he wants a taste he wants ‘this’ to last forever. you cum on his fingers and he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. steve can’t quite make it out. the boy that sat on the other side of the bed groaned as his hair stood up on the back of his neck. his balls hurt with tension as he begged himself for sweet release. he heard you moan again and it was suddenly cut off by the sound of more sloppy kisses. he heard eddie whisper more dirty things to you under his breath. you both giggled as if you were playing some game. eddie smacked your thighs and your hot cunt as it pulsated. kissing you deeply. he nodded at you giving you a reassuring look. steve heard him whisper,

‘now sweetheart…’ eddie demanded.

he giggled into your neck and you obeyed him sheepishly. eddie had told you to moan his best friend’s name so it could get the poor boy even more worked up. he had no idea what was coming.

‘steve baby.. please fuck me?’ you gasped.

steves body tensed up. this was a game to the two of you. he wasn’t ready to play just yet. eddie laughed as he sensed steve’s arousal highten.

‘oh what’s wrong, big boy? not a fan of it anymore. shame. thought you wanted to hear her pretty voice moan your name?’

steve laid still. eddie kept his composure and shoved you underneath him. his thighs were over you and he sat on your chest as you struggled to get his big belt buckle undone. his chest was so pretty. he took a few deep breaths over you and reached behind your pillow. he watched you play with his buckle as he pulled out a joint from a ziplock bag he kept in your pillow case. his crouch was in your face when he lit the joint and placed it between his lips. he groaned as you slowly unzipped his pants. he began panting harder and the hand that was chained to the bed rattled the frame as he tensed up.

‘now isn’t a good time to tease me, pretty girl.’

he took a hit and blew the smoke towards your face. he bit his lip and the sharpness of his fangs drew a bit of blood. the crimson liquid dripped down his chin and onto his chest.

‘ed’s your bleeding...’ you said.

you were worried about where the blood was coming from and what exactly produced his new injury. steve got startled at the mention of blood and slightly moved to peak over. steve watched you run your hands up eddies thighs. you pulled at the waistband letting his cock out of his boxers. the room smelled like strong weed and sex. eddies head was leaned back and his fist were clenched. he was trying so hard to hold himself back but he knew pretty soon he’d give in. the weed calmed him down enough to resist the urge to totally maul you though. he couldn’t help but crave a taste. the moment eddie was wrapped up in gave steve the pleasure of watching you. his dick ached to be touched or rubbed so he bucked his hips into the mattress slowly. eddie took another puff of his joint as he leaned his head down. pulling your hands off of his thighs. he pined your wrist together above your head. you can feel his ice cold rings against your warm skin and your center begins heating up. a whiney, breathy sound leaves your lips. you’re so pitiful. eddie can’t help but lean down and kiss you to swallow the moan in his own mouth. you look into his desperate eyes as he sits back up. he breathlessly speaks to you in a whiney tone. he doesn’t have much control over the situation anymore.

‘baby pleas- … open your pretty mouth for me?’

you obliged and stuck your tongue out for him, spit danced on your lips and he bounced his cock on your soft pink tongue. he took another drag of his joint. he groaned at the sensation and stayed like that for awhile lost in thought. you were all his. he didn’t give a fuck that steve was watching out of the corner of his eye. he didn’t give a fuck that steve fucked you just hours before.

‘my girl. my pretty pretty pretty baby.’ he groaned.

he thought about you all damn day while he was lost in the upside down. he had dreamed about reuniting with you. his love. he was about to make you know how much he wanted you, craved you, needed you.

‘mineminemine. mine. i really missed this.’ he said breathlessly.

god, he was so needy. so lovesick. he finally grabbed the back of your head and thrusted into your throat. he bottomed out inside of you, your nose was met with his tummy and his balls twitched on your chin.

‘my … fucking god,’ he mumbles, ‘jesus christ, this fucking mouth.’

he held you there till you gagged. you swallowed against him to keep him inside you for longer like he taught you and he whimpered while his body shook.

‘you seeing this shit, steve?’

your eyes watered as steve turned to focus on the two of you. you were damn good at that steve thought. eddie really had trained your throat to take him perfectly. you moaned while he filled your mouth and you swallowed one more time,

‘that’s it, baby.’ eddie whispers, his tone was tense. he pulled out. ‘take that shit.’

he reached his left hand onto your face to remove your sparkly tears that graced down your cheek. he purred at you,

‘i really missed this….’ he repeated himself.

he traced the head of his cock on your lips and moaned before thrusting back into your throat. he went quicker now and his left palm rose up from your cheek to grip the back of your head tighter. he was rougher than before but you could tell he was trying to be gentle to not leave bruises all over you like he had so many times in the past. he was worried his extra strength might break you. he continued to use you like this until he was close to finishing. you chased after his climax wanting to give him release. he gasped as your lips tightened around him and he hurried to escape your mouth before cumning.

‘baby.’ he said sternly. ‘you know im not done with you. behave for me? m‘kay?’

eddie smirked, ‘say it again. say his name.’

‘wanna taste you, steve.’ you moaned his name for eddie.

that name leaving your mouth was torture. he didn’t like that eddie was making you moan his name. it felt like steve was winning but at what cost? eddie was making you produce these dirty sounds. not him. he was dripping with precum while he selfishly bucked his hips slowly into the bed. he bit the covers with his teeth to choke back his moans.

‘harrington.’ steve’s body tensed up.

‘i know your still watching, get this fucking cuff off of me.’ eddie demanded the boy to assist him.

eddie put his thumb in your mouth as a place holder and you wrapped your tongue around it teasing the man that sat over you. you sucked hard. dancing your tongue against the soft digit. it felt so good for eddie. he quickly imagined what his cock felt like just moments before in your wet hot mouth. his body tensed as you took the finger down to the knuckle. you gagged softly and he groaned. he ripped his hand out of your mouth and slapped you.

‘yy-you’re gonna make me loose my g-god damn mind, sweetheart. almost making me cum. behave.’

he gripped onto the bed frame with both hands putting all his weight on your chest. you whimpered at the slap that stung your cheek but agreed to behave so he wouldn’t hit you again. steve jumped up and went to the side of the bed eddie was on. reaching into the drawer searching for the key. eddie’s grip on the metal bed framed tighted as he grew impatient. eddie pleaded, his eyes were dark.

‘steve. please god. if you know what’s good for you get me out of this god damn cuff.’

steve found the key like magic and uncuffed him as quick as he could. eddie rubbed his wrist because of how tight the metal was on his skin. he rolled his head back and groaned. eddie quickly got off of your chest. moving down towards your center. his hands were shaking and he grabbed you with tender touches. you spread your legs for him and he whimpered at your submission. he was almost completely sucked into your presence. he shifted his glance towards steve suddenly. being careful to try to keep his composure.

‘go sit.’

he spoke to steve with demand. he pointed towards a chair that was in the corner of the room facing the bed. eddie would sit there sometimes and touch himself while he watched you sleep, but steve didn’t need to know that. steve mumbled under his breath.

‘don’t hurt her. eddie.’ steve’s voice was as stern as he could make it in that moment.

eddie just laughed, there was a predatory glint in his eyes as he made his way to your dripping cunt.

‘don’t tell me what to do, stevie boy.’

he bit the inside of your thigh. you felt a little sharp pain like two hot searing needles against your skin. he sucked hard. he moaned deeply. his craving was almost satisfied with just a taste of you. blissfully his eyes rolled back. completely full of pleasure. he almost lost himself before pulling away. your back was arched and you cried out his name at the pain. he placed his fingers over the fresh wound. it wasn’t but a small incision but it was bleeding. heavily. he made sure not to go deep but he might’ve sucked to much out of you in the moment.

‘baby—‘ his voiced trailed off. ‘im so sorry..’ he seemed really worried, ‘could .. coul— i just couldn’t help myself. i needed a t-taste. you understand, right?’

he pleaded for you to forgive him. he was nervous and overwhelmed. you tasted like euphoria. the mix of the sex you shared while your blood danced on his tongue could’ve killed him just then. he anticipated what was to come and his heart beat out of his chest. having you in this moment… it was like a stake to the heart. the rose color that draped your cheeks slowly faded. he looked up at your pale face and rubbed your thigh. you glanced at him as he whipped the blood off of his face. he put his head between your legs and laid his chin on your tummy. eddie was lost in thought. he loved you so much. something about all those years of stalking you and wanting to have you. he felt in this moment. he almost lost himself in the upside down and now he had almost taken to much from you. he was glad to have this second chance, even if he was different. yes, he had the urge to drain you of everything. the want he felt to consume you was strong, but it wasn’t as strong as his love was. he smiled at you and softly said,

‘my sweetheart.’

thats when you saw his new teeth that seemed to twinkle in the dim lighting. he looked so erotic.

‘fangs.’ you thought.

‘you with me?’ the sudden words from his lips scared you. you nodded anyways.

steve was a mess in the chair that eddie had placed him in. he was gripping the arms of the loveseat and biting the inside of his cheek. he watched eddies back muscles contort and flex and he slapped your ass and pulled your legs over his shoulders. you moaned as he began to suck your slit up and down. eddie was quick with taking what he wanted. the taste of fresh blood mixed with your wetness paraded his mouth. he needed more. you were so dizzy and lightheaded you seemed to twitch at any little touch. you grabbed his hair to try to regain consciousness.

‘please eddie… hold on. stop baby.. s—stop.’

eddie looked up at you. his soft eyes begged you to let him continue. to keep going. you looked at him with a pale scared expression. your head fell back as he sucked on your clit. the ruthless boy continued as he listened to your pleas. he wasn’t going to let up that easy. he needed you. how dare you ask him to stop. you knew that if you truly wanted him to stop he would. but did you really. he knew your limits better than you did. steve’s jaw clenched to stop himself from whimpering. he was scared of what was to come next. he watched you weaken against eddies mouth. trying to push him off of you with your small hands. steve couldn’t help but grow more turned on as you struggled. you grinded your hips into eddies face. your body doing the exact opposite of what your mouth begged for. eddie just held you down tightly. his mouth made quick work but he was warning you to take it slow. he hated how you thrashed against him. knowing you were weak and tired. yes, he knew he could throw you around and be as rough as a lion attacking a zebra. predator and prey. however, he sensed how close you were to passing out. he pulled away from you and stared into your eyes. your slick coving his chin as he smiled softly at you. whimpering under him you couldn’t form words. his fingers traced your thighs. you so desperately needed someone, or something inside you. you felt as if eddie was being to gentle, to ‘lovey dovey’. to soft for your current liking. you knew as much as eddie did. you were close to passing out, but you wanted to be fucked stupid. you wanted your head to be filled with nothing but thoughts of the devil that sat beneath you. eddie munson. an awful idea struck you and you glanced at steve. eyelids were heavy. reaching out your grabby hands to steve.

‘ple-pleaee … come help him? felt s’good when you stretched—‘

eddie jumped up and covered your mouth with his right palm and choked you with his left. he was over you now his cock rested on your center. the head of his shaft against your clit. it was enough pressure to make you jump out of your skin. steve groaned and bucked his hips. eddie buried your body in the bed and started

‘not funny…’

he was so serious. his possessive nature was stronger in this moment. his hair brushed against your neck as he closed the distance between his lips and your ear. you were so lightheaded and almost lost yourself when he loosened his grip.

‘someone’s being a brat because she isn’t getting her way for once. you really wanna test me pretty girl?’

he teased rubbing his hard cock against your entrance. he groaned feeling your slick coat the tip.

‘i guess steve stretched you out soooo good. you’re cunt doesn’t need me?’

he grabbed you by the neck and your foreheads were against each other, he grinded on you and groaned. a white light filled your vision and an orgasm was pulsing over your body. a wave of electricity was taking you under as he laughed. he pulled away from you before you could climax.

‘how pathetic.’ he spit in your mouth as you moaned for him. ‘i didn’t even have to burry my cock in your cunt. you’re such a simple little whore.’

he melted listening to you moan for him and he gave in to your taunting. he filled you up fast and didn’t give you time to adjust. you wailed out in pain. you clenched his dick with your tight wet pussy, steve was longer but the girth that eddie possessed almost ripped you in half. he hit a soft spongy spot deep inside of you and felt your pussy cumming around him. he kissed you deeply, lifting your legs onto his shoulders to go deeper. he didn’t stop for you to catch your breath.

‘steve s-stretched youu o—out enough right, sweetheart?’ he trembled as his paced quickened.

‘so fucking cute,’ he praises. ‘yo-you’re so fucking cute when you whine. i love filling you up.’

you were still riding out your high from just moments ago and begged for eddie. drool ran down your chin as you whimpered.

‘b-bite me again … eddie… plea—‘

eddie put his hand over your mouth and fucked into you relentlessly.

‘oh sweetheart,’ he snapped.

he leaned down and slowed his pace. he almost came at your suggestion. he was breathing ice cold air onto your neck and panted, breathlessly. as if you knocked the wind out of him.

‘you .. got to be fucking kidding me.’

he licked your neck and sucked deep purple marks into your neck before nibbling against the soft skin that decorated your nervous system.

‘i-im gonna t-try to be gentle, baby.’ he whimpered against your neck.

he wallowed in selfishness for a moment before letting out a deep groan. he bit down gently and you screamed in pain. only grazing the skin. his teeth burned your flesh. he let go after tasting just a bit of fresh blood and apologized instantaneously. he dragged his cock out of you, and both of you gasped into each others mouths. you forgot steve was even watching the two of you. you were dazed and about to cum again. the pain mixed with the pleasure. it clouded your brain. the overwhelming mixes of sensations caused tears leak out of your eyes. your sobs filled the room and eddie thrusted into you harder. your tears only motivating him more. your soft cries were so cute. his hips slapped against your thighs, and he swallowed your whimpers. his eyes were dark with lust. steve began to touch himself at the sight in front of him. he couldn’t take it any longer. the cries that left your mouth mixed with the smell of sex in the air made him think that maybe the sweet release of death that eddie promised was better than him not reaching a release. the view he had of the two of you was so erotic and dirty. nothing like he had ever seen before in cheesy movies or mags. this was real passion. steve nears his climax when he heard eddie sloppily groaning. not only were you fucked dumb and senseless. the man that was over you was totally pussy drunk as he pushed in and out of you.

‘sweetheart, give it to me. baby, fuck, fuck … gi-give it to me.’ he mumbled.

you came on his cock again. you body shook and contorted as you clawed deep scratches into his back. you bit into his neck to stop yourself from screaming in agony. the tightness of your warm, wet, cunt mixed with the sudden sharp pain made him cum inside you without warning. his balls pulsed and he filled up your sopping cunt with his cum. you twitched under him and a slurry of words left your lips.

‘eddie fuck, o—ohmy god, fuc-fucking ohmygod,ohmygod.’

you melted under him and he kissed you softly. eddie continued fucking you through the end of your orgasm. his stamina was still high. you finally came down from your orgasm, but he stayed inside of you to find his own relief. he waited patiently for you to be ready for him again. however, eddie was content with his current situation. he loved when you cocked warmed him. it was his favorite past time to lay on top of you and soak in your warmth. he pauses and you take a deep breath and he asks, his voice strained with subtle politeness.

‘you ready for me, sweetheart?’

you smiled at him softly. he was so sweet to you. even when he was being ruthless his ability to pause and stop at anytime was heart warming. he looked so fucked out in this moment.

'i love you.' you whispered.

he smiled his dorky smile and kissed you gently.

'you have no idea how much i love you.' he replied.

his cheeks were red. his jaw clenched. he breathed out of his nose. his cute curls were a mess but they framed his face perfectly. he was covered in sweat, but his eyes remained dark and his tone was serious. you wanted him all over again. good thing for you was, you waited to long to answer him and he was spinning you around to palm your ass.

steve knew the two of you forgot about him. he couldnt take it anymore he needed some kind of relief.

‘eddie! eddie! please man, cut me some slack here.’

the begs that taunted him both from you and steve just made him crave more. he pulled out of you and grabbed you by your hair. you were barely stable when he put you on your knees infront of steve and growled.

‘open that damn mouth, pretty baby.’

you did as you were told and the two boys stood in front of you rubbing their cocks in sync moaning for you. you flipped your tongue out playfully but sloppy. steve held you up like a gentleman and you grabbed onto eddies calf to keep your balance. you begged for them to finish. exausted from the night. steve came at the sight of you. he couldn’t hold back any longer. he just went through torture while watching the two of you fuck. eddie was watching him as he finished all over your face. steve’s expressions contorted and eddie thought about all the times he’s probably came on another girls face. never as pretty as you though. he gripped his cock as he watched steve’s cum drip down your chin.

‘prettiest face you’ve ever came on, huh?’

steve looked up at eddie, he ran his hand through his hair and took a few deep breathes. eddie grunted and pulled you by your hair making you swallow him. eddie already came moments before so you were just cleaning him up now. he was in your mouth as he looked steve in the eyes. his mouth fell ajar and his fist grabbed a handful of your hair. his eyes fell back. he grabbed onto steve’s shoulder as you took his cock down your throat. his finger nails dug into steve’s skin. he was so senstive.

‘easy. be easy.’ steve said to you.

eddie pulled steve closer, the boys were sweaty and their loose strands of hairs stuck to their foreheads. eddie took a deep breath and released your lips from his shaft. he moved steve’s jaw to the left so he had access to his neck. eddie kissed a soft spot. steve moaned at the sudden sensation,

‘right there?’ eddie continued kissing him softly.

the bloodsucker sucked the vein on steve’s neck as it pulsed against his tongue. he moved away from his soft throat. he resisted the urge to sink his teeth into him. instead he licked up to his ear lobe, and then down his jawline. he reached the corner of steve’s lips and kissed him with slight nervousness. eddie then reminded himself to keep it together. he shoved steve to the ground. eddie stood over the both of you his cock still twitching. he was still covered in spit and a bit of his cum you didn’t clean off of him completely. the extra dripped out of the big red tip of his cock. his eyes were dark and glossy.

‘you two are such a handful you know that?’ he teased.

he grinned a shit eating grin and giggled throwing his head back. he looked back down at you and steve craving the two of you. his fangs were drawn.

‘lets have a little more fun? i loveeeee playing with my food.’

eddie picked you up and bent you over his knee as he sat down onto the bed. your pussy throbbed and your head pounded. you couldn’t believe eddie was still full of energy. he gestured for steve to sit closer to the two of you and he pulled back your ass cheeks so your pussy lips were spread out infront of steve. he smacked your ass and played with you. he loved making your cheeks jiggle. steve looked up at eddie from the floor. the boy watched eddie’s eyes for a moment. steve touched you gently and eddie allowed him to caress you. he pushed a finger into your soft pussy and you eddie traced his fingers up and down your spine. like eddie said he loved playing with his food and he wanted to play a game with the two of you.

‘isn’t she s’pretty?’

eddie asked, steve nodded quickly unable to take his eyes off your pink center as he pulled and stretched your folds. you moaned quietly and eddie covered your mouth with his palm as you laid on his knees.

‘baby shhhh’ eddie coo’d. ‘try to be quiet for me pretty girl. if you’re close you’re gonna tell me, m’kay?’

he spoke kindly but his demeanor was anything but kind. he removed his hand from over your mouth. eddie caressed you hair behind your ear and then smacked your ass. you bit down on your bottom lip to keep you from crying out his name.

‘kiss her.’

eddie growled, steve obeyed and leaned in to kiss your pussy, he was rash and fast paced. he knew eddie could push him off of you any second and he needed a taste. eddie grabbed your throat and leaned your head back. your eyes looked into his and he kissed you deeply. you mouthed,

‘i love you.’

he smiled a big dumb toothy smile at you before taking you in. the kiss was sloppy and gross, spit ran down your chin as you tried to get a better angle, his teeth clashed into yours and you moaned into his throat as steve’s soft wet tongue hit your sweet spot. you couldn’t get enough. you were so blinded by lust. your face still had a bit of cum on it and he licked it up like a kitten, he kissed your checks while praising you,

‘you’re doing so good for us baby, good job baby.’

steve moaned against your wet pussy and the vibrations made you shiver. he was jerking himself off while sucking on your clit. eddie slapped your ass. the sudden noise made steve jump back.

‘enough. she’s still my slut steve, remember? m’just letting you borrow.’

those words rang in your ears. he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you onto the center of the bed. you giggled and yelped as you crashed onto the soft duvet. eddie forced a pillow under your hips and pushed your head into the mattress. he was behind you now and spanked you harder, his knee was propped up and you reached under yourself to grab his balls. he groaned and melted away in your hands. he lined himself up with your center and shoved his cock into your now aching pussy. he let you adjust this time. your pussy clenched around him. eddie held onto you tightly. he really missed the feeling so much, the feeling of  dominating you and you obeying every single word and command he gave you was his favorite. steve’s jaw was opened wide as eddies balls slapped against your wet cunt again. eddie groaned, his words were slurry when he tried dirty talking you.

‘baby .. oh i l—lovv-love your pussy, sweet g-girl.’

steve stroked his soft cock. was exhausted from cumming twice in the past hour. eddie seemed to have unlimited stamina though. he slapped your ass and turned to steve.

‘like what you see?’

steve gripped his thighs and his head rolled back his eyes staying heavy on the both of you.

‘touch yourself, harrington. let me hear you.’

eddie grabbed your hips and slammed into you, he was so deep and rough with his thrust. you couldn’t form words, you couldn’t tell him to slow down or stop, even if you did you knew he wouldn’t, just like you liked it.

‘this is all mine steve. take a good look…’ he slapped your ass again and rubbed in the red mark he just left. ‘you wanna fill this pussy up again, big boy?’

eddie spit on your back and clawed his nails into your soft skin like he always did. you screamed his name begging to cum around his cock. steve thrusted his hips into a clenched fist, he was trying to imitate your soft, wet, pussy. he desperately imagined how good your cunt had felt wrapped around him earlier.

‘p-please munson, ill do anything.’

he got annoyed at the begs that the two of you produced and motioned for steve to position himself infront of your mouth. steve did as he was told and eddie grabbed a handful of your hair. your mouth was open infront of steve’s groin. drool fell down your chin and eddie growled,

‘shut her up for me, im fucking tired of hearing my baby whine.’

steve was ready for a third round as he watched your pupils roll back and spit fall out of your mouth. you looked so fucking helpless. his morals were out the window as he watched you struggle. you begged for a break from the boys. your boys.

‘can’t… can’t t-take it any-anymore, stevie.’

eddie was relentless with his pounding now. you gripped onto steve’s thighs to have some sort of balance and eddie snapped at you. he grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back with his right hand. he shoved your mouth onto steve’s cock and you whined. steve gasped as your tongue wrapped around him. your nose was against his soft tummy just like you we’re just moments ago with eddie. you swallowed deeply and steve twitched in your mouth.

‘fucking christ—. she’s phenomenal at that.’ steve moaned.

spit was all over your chin as you tried to breathe. steve’s shaft was a few inches longer than eddie and it took time for your jaw to stretch to fit him.

‘take that shit baby. take it. ooo— fuck me.’ steve’s moans sounded like pleas.

eddie grabbed the handcuffs steve had taken off of him previously and threw them onto your wrist restraining you. your pussy tightened and you moaned against steve’s cock. eddie laughed,

‘tighten up that pussy again for me, baby?’ eddie was obsessed with that feeling.

his eyes rolled as he palmed your ass desperately. he needed to feel you do it again. you clenched against him like he wanted and moaned onto steve’s cock. he threw his head back and grabbed your hips shoving you forward. the force pushed steve’s cock deeper into your throat. eddie continued and your moans we’re muffled

‘yeah, fuck — squeeze my cock. clench that shit, sweetheart. you like being full of dick?’ you whimpered under the two boys.

you tapped steve’s thigh to catch your breath and he pulled you off of him,

‘cum— im gonna cum, eddie!’ you screamed.

he pulled you off of him and held you tight.

‘ah ah ah baby… not yet sweetheart.’ you could tell he wanted it too.

he was holding you tightly and his body was shaking. your pussy ached for him. you felt so empty. he wanted one more from you. just one more time and he would give you that needed break. eddie felt so alone not having your warmth wrapped around him anymore. he wanted it bad but he was going to fuck you till the morning at this rate. he never wanted this to end. however, his climax was close. steve was watching you both as eddie held you against his chest. eddie played with your nipples with his big fingers to tease you. he pinched them while your body convulsed at his touch and you cried. steve moved closer to brush the tears off your cheeks.

‘you’re okay, princess…’ steve said slowly.

he watched eddie’s eyebrows furrow at the praise he gave you. he hated that. he never wanted to hear it again. at least not while he was in charge.

‘piss off, harrington.’ eddie grunted with a possessive tone.

he shoved steve out of the way and threw your head into the pillows. both of eddie’s knees were off of the bed now his legs over you in the position of a jackhammer.

your screams were muffled by the pillow, steve watched in surprise. eddie looked like a monster devouring his prey. you couldn’t catch your breath to tell eddie you were close but he could sense it.

‘let it go baby. cum for me.’

your fist grabbed the sheets and you cried out into your mattress. your body thrashed under eddie and he held you still. he relentlessly pounded into you before saying,

‘that’s my g-good girl. gonna fill you up s’good.’

he came deep inside of you still working at a fast pace. his fingernails dug into your hips and drew fresh blood. he moved his right hand to his mouth and licked the blood underneath his nails. he groaned and slowed his hips to a much more manageable pace as he bottomed out. he dropped his knees back down to the bed and rolled his hips into you gently before pulling out. he fell next you you and bushed the hair behind your ear again.

‘hi pretty girl…’ he gasped trying to catch his breath.

steve moved back to the loveseat he was sat in previously. he groaned while his cock throbbed. he was so exhausted and sexually frustrated.

eddie got up slowly and grabbed your hand gently to gesture you to get up.

‘come take care of steve, sweetheart.’

he picked you up off your feet and held you against his chest. he was gentle now. you were so tired and lightheaded. everything was becoming a haze to you. he kissed your cheek. the wound he bit into you earlier still fresh and sensitive. he sat you down in front of the king on your knees and he held your hair back. you opened your mouth willingly taking him in. eddie kissed the back of your neck and praised you.

‘such a pretty girl when you have a big cock in your mouth.’ he smiled at steve.

eddie moved away from you both so the two of you could have some cool down time. he laid on the bed sprawled out, completely nude. eddie grabbed another joint from under the mattress to calm his nerves. unknown to you till today, the pot head had managed to hide plenty of weed around your room. he lit his joint and took a deep breath.

‘oh. my. fucking. god.’ it was some of the best sex he had ever had. 

you heard him breathlessly mumble to himself while you filled your mouth with steve’s shaft. you gave steve slow head so the both of you could catch your breath without disobeying eddie. the long hair boy that was above you groaned deeply. eddie was falling in and out of bliss with a joint between his lips. he listened to the sloppy kisses you gave to steve’s cock. steve watched eddie’s body as you went down on him. he was so fucking pretty, you both were. he couldn’t believe what he was doing with the two of you. so nasty. so dark. so vulgar. he took the down time eddie was taking as his first opportunity to really have his way with you. you twisted your tongue around him and he gripped the arms of the love chair. you got dizzy as his tip hit the back of your throat. you choked and gagged pulling away from him.

‘princess...’ he spoke softly but still in a low growl. ‘don’t give up on me now baby, please please.’

he pushed you back onto him forcefully and your eyes watered.

‘can’t believe munson kept you all to himself this whole time… what a freak he turned you into. ’

you sucked harder, his praise was getting to you. your pussy was still dripping with eddie’s cum but you were soaked listening steve’s words.

‘oh fuckk—‘ his head rolled back. ‘i needed this. forever. i wanted you all to myself too. it’s a shame eddie’s got you under his dirty little finger.’

eddie laughed a deep belly laugh from the bed. steve pushed you down onto his shaft at a quicker pace and he made you wrap your hand around the base as you sped up. he growled,

‘you know just how to make me fucking cum.’

he leaned back, his eyes darted across the room as you stroked and sucked him. he was directing his words towards eddie now,

‘you taught her well freak, she can’t be saved.’

you teased him you went from the base to the tip with your mouth and as your lips reached the top you made a cute popping sound.

‘god— so perfect and pretty.’ steve cried.

he cupped your chin in his hand and pulled your lips up to his and into a kiss. it was hard and rushed before he pushed you back down to your knees.

‘im so fucking sexually frustrated.’ he grunted.

he shoved his cock back into your mouth and came deep in your throat as you swallowed against him.

‘just like that, pretty girl....’ he mocked eddie.

he mirrored eddie’s demeanor and you hated it. you liked it better when steve acted like himself with you. you also liked the new cute nickname 'princess'. you hated when steve used the pet names eddie gave you. you weren’t steve's girl. you bit down on him slightly to graze his dick with your teeth as a warning.

‘o-okay ooow. ow. ow. ow.’ he whined.

steve pulled you off of him and held your head against his thigh. eddie heard this commotion and his ears perked up. you bit steve’s thigh. hearing his soft whines made you happy. it was cute and new. compared to how eddie would treat you if you bit him? it was completely black and white. some of his fresh load dripped out of your mouth onto his thigh. grabbing you by the hand he picked you off the ground and pulled into a hug with force.

‘what is with you? can’t behave for me?’ he giggled as you yelped.

his flirty demeanor got the best of him in the moment and he got a little to handsy with you. he figured he was still in line. eddie jumped up and grabbed him now. he was choking him much more forcefully than what you just experienced. eddie wasn't choking him for pleasure. eddie was choking the boy with purpose. he pushed him against the love seat steve was sat in. steve lifted his hands up and surrendered. he gasped at the suddenness of it all. he held his hands up.

‘waitwaitwaitwait!’ steve gasped, he was terrified. eddie glared at him.

‘right. yeah.’ eddie tightened his grip.

‘im cool man. im cool.’ steve whimpered.

eddie let go of him and started,

‘watch your fucking mouth when you talk to her. cut the lovey dovey shit too.’ he was so aggravated at steve’s actions.

‘you will be gentle or i will snap you in half. got it?’

he smiled at the shocked boy. picking you up from where you sat on the ground.

‘pretty girl. im sorry about him.’

eddie apologized on steve’s behalf. you nodded and he pulled you in for a kiss. steve watched his cum be shared between the both of you as you both moaned. eddie’s face stiffened as he swallowed.

‘bitter—‘

he knew you hated tasting bitter cum. shortly after you started dating you had taught him how to take care of his body better in order for his cum to always be a sweet treat for you.

‘baby, im sorry.’ his voice trailed off.

he brushed your hair out of your face and turned your head towards the ground so you could spit the rest out onto the floor. steve gagged at how cute the two of you looked. eddie’s left arm held your soft skin under your bruised knees and his right arm held your torso. your face was against his shoulder as he walked you to the bed. he bent down with you in his arms and grabbed his shirt from the floor. he laid you on the bed and put it over your head so you were decent. he brushed your hair back and kissed your temple before getting up to get a fresh pair of panties for you. he grabbed a simple black pair he liked and walked into the bathroom. he returned with six bandages and some disinfectant. eddie shifted his body so he was between you legs again and he kissed the wounds he left on your thigh earlier as he put the fresh panties onto you. steve watched in awe.

‘take a deep breath, baby.’ he pleaded.

you listened and he rubbed the disinfectant over your wound before putting two bandages over it. he kissed the doctored sore and then crawled between your legs to lay on your chest.

‘you okay?’

you gave him a sweet smile and nodded. he kissed you softly and pushed your chin to the side so he could expose your neck. he groaned at the sight. so much dried blood adorned your pretty neck. some was even on the chain that you wore with your locket of him. he grunted and fought his urges to sink his teeth into you. he controlled himself,

‘baby stay still. very still. m’kay?’ he whispered deeply.

his tone was cold and scary. you bit your lip and turned your head to give him a better view. he breathed heavily and licked the dried blood off of you. he pushed his hips into you and growled.

‘taste .. s’good.’

you twitched at the sensation. he felt your heart rate quicken. he swallowed hard. digging his fist into the sheets gripping the covers. you really didn't understand the severity of the situation.

‘stay. still. remember?’ he reminded you sternly.

he sucked your neck and cleaned you up the best he could with his tongue. he grabbed the cleaner and put some on the other side of the rag he was using and told you to take another breath, he cleaned your damaged throat. the fresh white band-aids looked funny in contrast with your hickies and bruised neck. you sighed and eddie moved off of you. he hung above you for a second and started,

‘i got you really good baby. im so sorry.’ his voice cracked a bit.

tears started to form at the corner of his eyes. his guitar pick necklace dangled in your face and you pulled on it to catch him in a kiss. he was soft and you tasted a bit of your blood he had cleaned off of your neck on his lips. you pulled away and started,

‘you’re okay.. m’just a little dizzy.’

you knew he cared so much for you and this was displayed now in full effect as his softer side was coming out. he suffocated you in aftercare.

‘ill be okay.’ you promised.

he kissed your cheek thanking you for the reassurance. he leaned down to your ear and whispered,

‘turn your head to the left for me, sweetheart?’ he asked politely.

you did as you were told and he playfully licked the two cuts on your cheek. he cleaned you again gracefully and his eyes were soft as he adored how well behaved you were. he placed two bandages on your cheek in the shape of an ‘X’. he giggled and moved the hair out of your face.

‘x marks the spot. my favorite spot to kiss you. so pretty.’

he kissed you gently on your neck. wrapping you in blankets before getting up to get himself dressed.

he turned to look for another one of his t-shirts but grabbed steve’s shirt instead putting it on his chest. he found steve’s yellow sweater and jeans shortly after. throwing the clothes at him aggressively.

‘get out of here, pretty boy.’ he said with a smirk.

steve began to clean himself up while getting dressed. eddie walked down your hall to the kitchen grabbing a glass of water. steve brushed his hair back and turned to you while eddie was in the kitchen.

‘im sorry if i was to much. eddie’s told me a few secrets— and well... i just don’t wanna be out of line.’ he confessed, lovingly.

he rambled and you giggled as eddie stood against the door frame watching steve. the two of you looked so cute wrapped in your own little world. you shared a few laughs and some sleepy words to eachother. eddie watched as you both shared a soft short sleepy kiss as a goodbye. the action made eddie blush. his girlfriend and his bestfriend. how lucky was he. steve stood up and walked towards your bedroom door. eddie's prescence made him jump as the boys met eachothers stares.

‘she’s gonna be ok, stevie.’ eddie smiled at you and then darted his eyes back to steve. he looked evil as he said his next words in a whisper to steve.

‘ill be sure to let you know when im craving you again. she’ll be sure to remind me how good you stretch her out too. god— just to tease me.’

steve growled and rolled his eyes at eddie. the boys heard you snicker and steve turned around dumbfounded. eddie stuck his tongue out in your direction.

‘let’s go steve. you gotta go. pretty girls need beauty sleep.’

he walked steve out. returning to sit down the snacks he now had in his possession from raiding the kitchen before returning. next to you on your bedside table. he picked up the silly little bear that was on the table to make room for the snack he made you. the bear was still as cute as ever, even though it was missing an eye.

‘isn’t that right? eddie? you think my pretty girl needs some rest?'

he was speaking to the bear now. he turned to you in a silly manner and hugged the small bear tightly,

‘should we call him steve instead?’

he smiled and threw the bear at you so you had something to snuggle as you drifted into sleep. seconds later you felt eddie under the covers. shuffling to pull and tug you even closer. his grip was needy and softy. he rubbed his hands softly on your velvet skin. just to feel every inch of you like he had so many times before. studying you like a book. his chest was so warm. filled with love and lust for you. he pushed himself against your back. it felt like he wanted to crawl inside your skin. and that he did. he turned you towards him so he could see your sleepy face. he whispered,

‘i could never leave you to face the world. not without me. ill always be here to make sure you’re okay, my love. id do anything.’ he promised.

you fell into a deep sleep.

ahhh! thank you so much for reading! if you enjoyed please please send me your thoughts and remember to heart and reblog to show your support. i hope you all enjoyed! ill be taking a short break from writing while i plan another vacation! 

with love. — KID

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eddie smirked at steve, while giggling at his own joke that fell from his lips. he turned back around and opened the door to his trailer. gentley reaching for his friend, steve grabbed eddie’s shoulder. spinning him around again. eddie flinched at the sensation. he grabbed steve by his shirt. eddie’s open palm got a handful of the material and bunched it up. shoving him against the wall with extreme force next to the open trailer door. steve was on his tiptoes. eddie held him off the ground with ease. the once scrawny metalhead was stronger than he remembered.

‘okay, ouch.’ steve whined.

steve managed to wiggle out of the tight grip. just enough to stand on his own two feet. he was unsure what to say next. eddie looked at him with dark lustful eyes. moving his mouth closer to steve’s neck. steve felt eddie’s cold breath against his throat and the sensation of two sharp needles on his soft skin made him tense. eddie stayed still. he was so pent up. thinking about you. telling steve stories about his first time. watching steve squirm as he tried to secretly adjust himself. it was all to much in this moment. steve’s blood rushed to his lower region and his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed. eddie chuckled deeply, groaning after. he pinned his knee between steve’s legs, and let go of the flustered boy, slightly. steve was now very aware of the mass between his legs. his jeans tightened.

‘i can smell the blood rushing through your body,’ eddie teased.

eddie’s voice was like velvet against his neck. he moved his knee side to side teasing steve through his jeans. the sensation made steve jump.

‘especially here.’ eddie said.

his voice was serious, and different. steve thought to himself for a second. maybe this is what eddie sounded like when he called you a ‘whore’. steve came to a conclusion. maybe it wasn’t so bad that you enjoyed being degraded by eddie. especially if he talked to you like that? shit, he would do anything that voice told him to. chills consumed steve’s body. he tried his hardest not to melt into his friend's flirty demeanor. he failed, miserably. eddie and steve had been growing closer the past two weeks. he now knew how much eddie loved teasing. a thought crossed his mind that would make for a good example. one day, when steve went to find you and some of the kids he walked into a hellfire meeting. you sat on top of eddie’s lap while he guided the game players through his new campaign. you kissed him messily, as he sat at the edge of the table. eddie caught steve’s glances. he smirked at steve and mouthed the words,

‘care to join?’ he smirked.

steve in that moment wasn’t sure who he was jealous of more. he didn’t need to know about that. eddie munson, of all people, did not need an ego boost. their rivalry and hatred they once shared mixed with their love for you had made the sexual tension between them intense. eddie felt a new hunger overcome him. he didn’t care whatsoever who he sunk his teeth into next. he just desperately needed to get off on something, a taste, a touch, a bite of soft warm skin. preferably yours, but steve would do. steve stopped eddie on his way out to your house anyways. if anything, he deserved this. eddie licked steve’s neck, careful not to take a bite. he continued teasing steve’s groin with his knee. he couldn’t help himself as his lips parted. releasing a moan into steve’s neck. he felt steve’s bulge grow against his leg. he moved his tongue towards the burnette’s collarbone slowly. when he got to the neckline of his shirt he playfully bit it. slightly tearing the material. he pushed his nose into steve’s soft skin that decorated his most important arteries.

‘you smell so fucking good, baby.’ he whispered.

eddie purred into his neck. he dragged out the last vowel of the word. he didn’t mean to call steve a cute pet name, but he wasn’t mad at himself for it. he smelled steve’s arousal growing and that was the only green light eddie needed to continue. eddie slid his hand down his chest. making sure to leave one hand open palmed against the wall, pinning steve. grazing past his happy trail as he teased the hem of steve’s sweater. he tightly gripped steve’s hip with his right hand and pushed his waists into steve’s. the boys groaned. their cocks rubbed together through their denim jeans. steve couldn’t breathe as he felt eddies fingers unbutton his pants swiftly. his cold hand played with the waistband of his boxers and he felt a warm, wet spot on steve’s tummy.

‘wouldn’t take you as someone that’s easy? you’re such a mess.’ he whispered

steve stayed silent. his head still. his neck on full display for the blood sucker. he pulled the waistband a bit lower, grazing the tip of steve’s cock. he sucked a dark purple hickie onto steve’s neck. he groaned as he left marks on him. eddie thought to himself that now was a good time to taste him. steve felt the sharp sensation again on his neck, this time there was a slight burn. steve mustered enough strength and courage to quickly shove eddie off of him.

‘fuck off, munson.’ he said sternly.

eddie pouted, thinking maybe he hit a sensitive spot for steve.

‘you never told me to stop.’ he choked out.

his voice trailed, he was slightly embarrassed that his sexual desire mixed with his hunger didn’t ask steve if he was okay. he held his face downward, fidgeting with his rings. eddie really did care for steve and you. he hated when he couldn’t control himself. you didn’t mind it because he always took care of you after. steve? this was new. they hadn’t even been friends for long and eddie was already ready to pounce on him. steve laughed awkwardly, it cut the tension and he spoke softly,

‘you look like a girl with your hair covering your face like that.’ he lied.

he was blaming his boner on eddie’s physical attributes. truth was. steve was on fire. he recently had many late night conversations with robin. after she came out to him he would ask her advice about different sexualities and how she knew she was gay. he decided that maybe he was bicurious one night. and robin agreed with his self discovery. she promised to keep it a secret. steve was loosing his mind. did eddie know now? was his secret out? he cleanched his jaw. grinding his teeth together as he hoped his best friend believed his white lie. eddie laughed as steve blushed,

‘whatever you say, i'm no judge.’ he sent him a wink.

yeah. steve was fucked. he totally was transparent in this moment. eddie’s head still watching his own hands. hyperfixating on his jewelry. twisting the skull ring around his knuckle. he was to cowardly to look at steve. steve took a deep breath and eddie raised his gaze.

‘sorry.’ eddie whispered.

eddie swung both ways. steve knew that. since they were younger. it was some of the reason why ‘freak’ stuck so well. steve couldn’t help but feel bad for that taking a toll on eddie. he was always jealous in the fact that eddie was openly bisexual though. steve wished he could be like him. non-conforming. be himself. a confused look danced up eddie’s face as he looked at the flustered boy. still with his back to the wall. steve’s eyes were closed. tilting his head towards the ceiling. lost in thought. he took another breath. it was deeper this time. steve was trying to get ahold of himself before facing the man in front of him. eddie never had any sexual relationships with another man but his interest was peaked with steve. he looked gorgeous all hot and bothered. as he watched steve regain his ‘king’ like representation. his ears got hot. he totally understands why steve is the heartthrob of hawkins. steve lifted his hand up to his neck. drying the wet spot off of his neck with his palm.

‘gross.’ he spoke out loud.

he saw a slight red hue on his hand. eddie twitched. blood. he thirsted for the boy that stood in front of him. steve ran his hand up his neck. pulling away and holding his hand in front of his face. a bit of blood draped his fingers. steve didn’t mind his new injury, it felt as little as a paper cut, but he was in shock.

‘what the hell was that, man?’ he yelled.

steve was upset now, he held out his hand towards the bloodsucker as he spoke. eddie definitely hit a soft spot, he was sure of it.

‘sorry. im- im sorry, that was out of line, steve.’

eddie was being genuine. trying to give a sincere apology. his kind attitude that steve only saw him possess when he was talking to you appeared. steve was taken aback by the softness. he didn’t mean to hurt steve. his hunger was insatiable. steve scoffed at eddie. suddenly a sly grin decorated the freak’s face.

‘i was always teased for playing with my food in highschool.’ he joked.

eddie grabbed his keys out of his pocket and walked towards the open door. he decided that they had spent enough time together he desperately wanted to escape the awkwardness. eddie held his head down as he walked towards his door. passing steve, and once again on a mission to see you.

‘eddie, stop. you can’t.’ steve demanded.

steve extended his hand towards eddie trying to stop him. he was scared of what eddie was capable of doing to you next if he got his hands on you. steve thought back to the moments they just shared. he was almost eaten alive and he wasn’t going to let eddie hurt you. he made a promise to his friend before he turned to keep you safe. he couldn’t do that if you were alone with a bloodsucker. eddie grabbed steve wrist when he tried to stop him. sticking his tongue out eddie licked the remains of the fresh blood off of steve’s fingers. keeping eye contact. eddie pushed his fingers deeper down his throat softly and sucked. steve pushed his fingers over eddie’s soft tongue. steve let out a fast breathless groan at the sensation. he finger fucked his mouth while eddie watched him blush. he was fully erect now. steve closed his eyes picturing eddie between his legs.

‘please…’ steve moaned.

the word slipped out of his mouth in desperation. steve didn’t know what he was begging for. he wanted eddie to stay home to keep you safe, but the selfishness bubbling in his chest wanted to explore just how much of a ‘freak’ eddie really was. eddie released his fingers from his mouth making a satisfying popping sound. eddie turned away,

‘have something you wanna tell me?’ he smiled.

steve stayed silent. completely tense at the words.

‘cat got your tongue? ill ask robin when i see her. show yourself out, harrington.’

he shut the door behind him. steve stood paralyzed. he was going to use that image of eddie sucking on his fingers later. that had to have been the most erotic thing he had experienced in awhile. though his sex life was thriving, it wasn’t always good. especially when it was just sex and no feelings behind it. what was the point in that? but with his bestfriend? no fucking way. steve was lost in thought. not fully realizing that eddie had left the trailer. his eyes stayed locked on the same space that eddie was just in. he regained consciousness as he heard an engine start outside over the loud sounds of the rain.

‘FUCK!’ he panicked.

he yelled as he slapped the closed door in front of him with an open palm. he buttoned his jeans, and took a deep breath. steve was so confused. he had so many feelings rushing over him. confusion, sexual desire, frustration, anger, sadness, anxiety. eddie could obviously tell steve was lying before about his long hair giving him a womanly look, and steve knew that eddie saw through him. steve was a glass door. steve slicked his hair back, took one more deep breath and scattered,

‘oh fuckfuck fuck—‘

steve quickly grabbed his keys across the room and ran out to his car, his jeans were tight around his waist and he had to adjust himself before slamming his car door and starting the ignition. the next thing he knew he was he was speeding to catch up to his lovely blood thirsty best friend. he was panicked. on the other hand, eddie tapped his hands on his steering wheel as he drove happily down the familiar streets that decorated your neighborhood. he was glad the rain stopped as he got ready to park. it ruined his curls. he knew you loved his cool rocker hair. he kept it styled so he could fish for compliments from you. he made sure to turn off his headlights and lower his music as he drove down your street. he slowed his van and got excited thinking about how you were probably laying on your tummy and curled into a ball. he wanted to sneak through the window like he used to when he first began visiting you. he hopped out of his van shutting his door quietly. a familiar burgundy bmw turned down your street. eddie squinted through his eyelashes while holding his hands up to block out the bright headlights to see the driver. the car pulled up behind his van, came to a stop, and the engine was shut off. eddie put his hand down and the driver stepped out of the car. 

‘what now???? needed to get your dick wet too????’ eddie questioned.

eddie was whispering. his tone was angry almost if he was yelling while trying to keep quiet. steve ignored his mean jab, for the most part. steve’s internal monologue was as follows; (who exactly would be wetting his dick in this scenario? you or eddie?) he shoved the dirty thoughts down.

‘you know you can’t go in there eddie. you’re going to hurt her.’

they spoke softly to keep their presence unknown to the neighbors. steve stood over the man that just had him up against the wall, his voice was in a whisper to match eddie’s but he was more stern and dominant.

‘oh yeah, stevie? really, what do you know?’

his eyebrows were furrowed, he took a deep breath before he started an angry tangent.

‘because as far as i know, my girl. my sweetheart. she thinks im dead. she hasn’t been comforted or held in two days, steve. she hasn’t been touched, licked, sucked, or fucked. who better to surprise her other than me? hmm?’ he questioned.

steve stood silently, he was embarrassed. he wasn’t quite sure why he followed eddie but he knew it felt right. 

‘look, eddie, you can’t control yourself.’

steve started unsure of where he was going with this point.

‘you almost ate me for christ sake!’

he spoke louder and felt embarrassed at this tone. eddie turned away walking towards the backside of your house.

‘i was going to do more than just eat you, steve.’

steve barely heard him as the metalhead huffed and turned away stomping towards your window.

‘eddie, wait!!!’ steve yelled.

steve chased after him. eddie stopped suddenly. clenching his fist and closing his eyes. he listened as he heard the faint sound of your heart beat. it was slow and steady, he knew you were in a deep sleep. he smelled the blood coursing through each of your veins while the sweat rolled down your body. your room was so hot during the summer. you learned to leave the window open at night for him to come and go as he pleased. he smiled softly at the sweet gesture. you believed he was gone, but you continued to do it anyways. he walked forward hungry for more before stopping himself. the closer he got the more he craved the taste of your flesh. he turned away and bent at the waist, he gripped his knees and breathed deeply. steve looked at him with a dumbfounded look. questioning why he suddenly stopped. eddie glanced up at him admiring how cute he looked when he played into the bimbo part of his personality. eddie's eyes twinkled with darkness as he moved his eyes up and down steve.

‘what?’

steve whispered, he crouched down at his knees so he could be at an eye level with eddie. (oh gosh, he was so pretty! he was so pretty! how was he so pretty!) there was that voice inside his head again.

‘you’re right steve, can’t control m’self.’ he struggled to get the words out.

eddie was scared of what he was capable of. there was no way he could face you right now and not rip you to shreds. as sexy as that sounded he still loved you. he confided in steve,

‘you gotta help me, here.’ he grunted.

steve grabbed eddie by the arm. unhappily dragging him back out to the street towards his van. they were further away from your house now and eddie walked into the street moving his hands through his hair and acting like he was going to pull it out in clumps. eddie huffed,

‘i need her steve! she needs me!’ eddie pleaded. 

he walked back towards your house, clumsy and silly. it was almost like he was unaware of what had just happened? love made you feel and do crazy shit and he was love sick. steve grabbed him by the back of his jacket’s thick leather collar and he pulled hard, it knocked eddie off of his feet.

‘what the fuck?’ eddie was pissed.

he said his words almost yelling. forgetting to keep his tone in check. you were just meters away in a deep sleep.

‘shut up, man!’ steve recoiled.

steve whispered in a serious tone. while grabbing the vampires big forearm. he let eddie regain his balance before speaking again.

‘no. munson. you don't. you need her alive, and safe m’kay?’

there was a pause.

‘i promised you, i would take care of her. if that means keeping you far away from her. then let me.’

steve was uncomfortably close to eddie, moments before they had been against each other but this was different. steve was in control now. eddie cowarded as he felt cornered. he wasn’t used to being talked down to. he liked it. it was new. it soon slipped away from the brunette like he wasn’t used to being dominant. steve sighed as the blood rushed to his cheeks. he was staring at eddies lips and structured jaw. distracted with the pretty view. he cleared his throat knowing eddie was soon to comment on him being flustered.

‘i can hear you blush steve, i don't even have to look at you.’

yep. there it was. another fucking jab at him. the boy’s made eye contact. steve stared blankly. eddie’s sexual thoughts raced through his head as he snickered.

‘still horny, baby?’

he trailed out the last vowel like before. his whisper tone was so sensual. steve's hair stood up on the back of his neck. he wanted to kiss him. he wanted to kiss him so bad. just to get a taste. a feel for it. he kept his walls built up as he said,

‘stop it. not funny.’ steve demanded.

he didn’t want him to stop. his eyes begged for more. he kept up his facade. he shook out his nerves like a dog while turning away.

‘god! i'm so sick of you and this new devilish attitude! it’s even worse than before!’ he whined.

steve was yelling now too. the sexual tension was thick. eddie purred at steve’s mean words. he wanted to see really how far steve would go.

‘i think you’re just frustrated, big boy.’

he tried making a move towards steve to grope him, at least make contact. steve watched him intensely as he moved. he was able to grab eddie’s arm before he could touch him.

‘hmm? not curious no more?’ eddie teased.

he was a little upset he wouldn’t have any fun with his best friend tonight. he secretly hoped for another chance to arise. as long as this didn’t impact their relationship he didn’t mind having steve be his plaything. maybe he could really join the two of you sometime. an idea fell into eddie’s lap. the lines of his morals were blurred as his perverted thoughts took over. he spun around to stand next to steve. they were side by side when eddie laid his arm around his shoulders and pointed towards your house.

‘maybe you fancy a pretty lady instead?’ eddie suggested.

he spoke in a normal tone. how could he say something like that so casually? steve’s eyes followed eddie’s fingers as he pointed towards your door.

‘stop it.’

he playfully shoved eddie off of him. he dusted his jacket off dramatically. like steve’s hands were dirty. eddie just giggled quietly at how blushy steve was.

‘im serious, man! go take care of her, stevie! you promised me. remember?’ he joked.

he pulled out a joint from the pocket and lit the tip. taking two deep drags before speaking again. eddie was deep in thought. his tone was more dominant this time. he wasn’t joking anymore.

‘i have a spare key. go in there, and carry my demeanor. act like me. she loves sleepy sex steve.’ he urged.

steve stood still. eddie spoke with confidence. he didn’t care if the neighbors heard his vulgar thoughts about his girl. steve gulped,

‘you can’t be serious right now eddie.’

he took another drag,

‘oh steve. i'm very serious. you wanna be her caretaker for the night? you were so eager before?’

steve nodded. eddie looked at the ground, kicking the tip of his nice white reeboks into the dirt. he thought about what he was asking steve for a moment. he always fantasized about you being fucked by another man in front of him. never did he think it would be steve ‘the hair’ harrington though. you’re loving boyfriend also knew that you’ve always wanted to be taken by two men at once, what better time than now? eddie couldn’t resist you and needed someone to test the waters for him. as much as he craved your blood he knew he would hurt you. he made his decision. when he looked back up from his shoes in the dirt he clenched his jaw.

‘go in there, treat her like i would. reassure her. i wanna be able to hear her heart race and her lips moans for you from out here in the street.’

he spoke in a deep tone.

‘when you’re done, come out and let me smell her scent that lingers on your skin. i wanna get used to her scent on you— ’

he paused again, he was speaking slowly as if the effects from the joint calmed his nerves immediately.

‘i'll open myself back up to her. i need to be able to trust myself.’ his voice was desperate now.

steve huffed thinking it was a trap. not like he cared if it was, really. he was willing to fall into it and face the consequences. he held out his palm towards eddie. eddie moved quickly. his eyes were wide as he realized it was happening. he struggled with the keyring that was attached to his wallet chain. finally, he tugged the key loose and sat it in steve’s open hand, carefully. eddie gave steve a list of rules. things he could and couldn’t do. he made sure to tell him that if he tried to cross him or tried anything funny he would take it out on you. eddie growling and clenching his fist,

‘you fucking try anything funny steve, she’s going to pay for it.’ he threatened.

this made steve immediately nervous. his sexual desires had made him do questionable things in the past. eddie continued,

‘but if you do something she doesn’t like…’

he paused, eddie puffed out his chest and his jaw flexed. he said his next words with a mean, rude, heartless tone. he was threatening him,

‘im going to go in there and kill you, without hesitation.’ he growled.

steve really had to keep himself together. he sighed thinking about what he was getting himself into. he was already so needy from being teased by eddie earlier, and as the situation unfolded he found it hard to breathe. steve wanted to do so many things to you. eddie briefed steve on the things you liked, the things you hated, and told him exactly what he would do if he was the one in steve’s shoes. steve blushed, his jeans were so tight around his waist and he palmed himself while trying to play it off as him adjusting. he listened to eddie talk about you in such a vulgar way. 

‘i can’t stress it enough, harrington. when you’re done with her make sure you hold her. she needs to be loved tenderly after you fuck her. she’s not a normal bimbo like you’re used to. she’s not your toy.’

steve was standing in front of your door now. he fumbled with the door knob and turned to eddie giving him a thumbs up. eddie wasn’t paying attention. he was to hyperfixated on the thought of steve fucking you brainless, maybe you would think it was a wet dream? maybe you would moan his name as steve fucked you? that would be the biggest victory of all. how embarrassing must that feel, he imagined. most of all, he couldn’t wait to smell your arousal from the street. he couldn’t wait. impatiently, eddie walked closer to your window. he was way to eager to just sit and wait. he needed to be closer. the joint he had smoked and finished off calmed him. he pushed his back against the wall that sat under your window and listened. he took a deep breath. he heard your bedroom door open and he tensed up. he heard your heart begin to race.

eddie’s pov:

‘e—e…ed’s?’ you sounded so sleepy and exhausted from crying. eddie dug his fingers into his knees and threw his head back. god, he missed your voice. 

‘hi, sweetheart.’

a voice called back to her. he cursed at himself for telling steve to use his favorite nickname for his girl. the blood rushed to his head trying to keep his cool. he spaced out for a bit grounding himself while he watched the moon. 

readers pov:

you jumped slightly when you heard your bedroom door become ajar. adjusting yourself, you looked towards the doorway. a dark figure in a leather black jacket and a black sabbath t-shirt stood there. you rose up slowly, the sheet covering your shoulder slipped down and your cute silk top left little to the imagination. your nipples hardened and your core tightened. you were aroused from the familiar sound of your life partner sneaking into your room at strange hours of the night. you rubbed your eyes and stared at the figure, he wouldn’t move.

‘e—e…ed’s?’

the figure jumped, he seemed nervous.

‘hi, sweetheart.’

he sounded different, but you couldn’t quite tell in your sleepy state. your heart fluttered, after feeling relief you started to cry. the figure moved towards you.

‘hey, hey, baby… hi don’t cry sweetheart.’

that last syllable sounded different too. eddie dragged out the ‘y’ when he called you ‘baby’. the figure met you on the bed. he began to cradled you, and the sweet smell of his jacket still gave you that same intoxicating feeling. he whipped your tears from your cheeks.

‘don’t cry, I'm here.’

he planted a soft kiss against your cheek and shushed you. his lips slowly trailed from your check to the corner of your mouth. his hand traced down your jaw, and he grabbed your chin firmly, in typical eddie fashion. it was what you needed, you moaned and eddie threw you over him, he pushed you onto his lap and he licked your lips asking for permission to enter your mouth. you gave in and kissed him harder. what a sick and twisted wet dream. 

steve’s pov:

steve was shaking as he walked through your house, god, he was so nervous. he counted the doors that lined the hall. when he found the fourth door on the right he stopped and cracked it open. he listened to you stir as you greeted him. his body was as stiff as stone, and growing more sexually frustrated. you didn’t greet him, exactly. you greeted, eddie. he sighed as he called back to you,

‘hi, sweetheart.’

he felt like there was a giant weight on his shoulder, he wasn’t used to wearing a leather jacket and the band shirt he wore reeked of weed. he watched the sheets fall off of you. the loss of covers exposed your soft skin and revealed your pretty figure to steve. you were beautiful. steve was kicking himself for letting that freak take all of you before he even had a chance. if he was the one that had you first he would’ve been so soft and precious with you. he wouldn’t have turned you into a corrupt mess. catering to your every need. that’s what steve thought a girl like you needed. you needed to be taken care of and looked out for. protected and provided for. just then he heard you beginning to cry and comforted you instantly. the nerves that once tormented him went away in a flash. he held you as his cock twitched in his jeans. he felt a little guilty, but he really really wanted to kiss you. he grabbed your cheek and traced his fingers down slowly. just as eddie told him. he gripped you hard when he met the tip of your chin. he crashed into you, the years of watching you and eddie grow together made him lose it. he finally had what he wanted, even if he was your precious eddie for the night. you tasted so good and he knew this couldn’t be the last time he had a piece of you. he gently moved you onto his lap taking off the big bulky jacket and tossing it aside. he grinded his hips up into yours. his jeans were rough against your soft wet panties.

eddie peaked through the window as you unbuttoned steve’s jeans quickly. you pulled his boxers lower. your fingernails dug into the soft skin and steve winced. you were upset you couldn’t see eddie’s pretty face. it was so dark. you were just so sleepy and desperate.

‘please.. now.. need you ed’s.’

you moaned quietly. from outside the window, eddie’s cock twitched as he took a deep breath and listened to your heart race. his fangs dug into his bottom lip. steve lifted you up with his thighs slowly. pulling his boxers down in a sudden motion. his cock fell out of his pants. it sprung onto his hairy stomach as precum fell from the tip. the smell of sex filled the air. steve moved your panties to the side and rubbed his fingers against your wet clit, you were so desperate.

‘did you miss me, baby?’

he made you lift your arms as he took off your silk top slowly. he stared at your chest for just a bit. he hissed when he saw you’re boobs were covered in faded bruises and hickies. you wanted eddie to replace them with fresh new ones. steve just stared. not believing that eddie would ‘hurt’ you. eddie told him that you get off from inflicting pain and receiving pain, but he couldn’t really believe that. seeing it was different. when you both adjusted and felt comfortable you fell into the mans arms and bit his shoulder. steve slowly filled you up with his two thick fingers, he jumped feeling the sharpness of your teeth against him suddenly. in your dream this eddie wasn’t used to the pain. he kissed your chest so softly leaving marks of his own. they wouldn’t stay for long though. he was being to gentle. he played with your insides. scissoring his two thick fingers back and forth. you moaned into his ear sleepily when he playfully bit on your nipple.

‘feels s’good’ you moaned.

you cried out for him. he pulled out his fingers and placed himself against your clit. moaning at every small touch and sensation. you loved eddie, his touch, his smell, his soft but hard kisses, his cock. steve grabbed you tightly by the hips and pushed himself deep into you. he couldn’t wait any longer. couldn’t tell if it was his desperation, or maybe the fear of eddie watching him, or if he was scared you were gonna wake up from your sleepy daze any second. he filled you up nicely. pushing against your walls letting you adjust a bit. you couldn’t tell if it had just been to long or if eddie had gotten bigger.

‘fuccck me, you’re s-so god damn tight…’

he held you in place not letting your sleepy and desperate hips grind against him. you squeezed against him in with a bratty attitude and adjusted to his length. the man beneath you lifted his legs suddenly. smacking his hips against your ass a few times. his cock was deep in your tummy now, and you’re already so cock drunk when he starts to speed up. your breath hitched and you bit your lip trying to stay quiet.

‘e-e- eddie, i love y-your cock..’

he palms your ass softly. you let a sensual moan escape your throat. it turns on both of the boys even more.

‘that’s it baby, be a little louder for me.’ steve begged.

he heard eddie’s grunting from the window earlier and watched him peek in. oh, so eddie munson was a freak. he was watching his girlfriend get fucked by his frenemy. getting off on the fact that he was avoiding getting caught. steve was so turned on at the thought, and decided to piss him off.

‘i want to hear you say my name again, sweetheart.’

he growled, he said her nickname with a smug smile. eddie wanted to slap that stupid expression off his face. you cried out to eddie from where he sat under your window. you slurred his name and moaned feeling your tummy knot as your legs shivered.

‘y-your cock- d-deeper… than yo-ou’ve ‘ever reac- … b-b-before, ed’s.’

your words were slurred.

‘say that again for me, baby?’ steve begged.

he mocked eddies speech patterns, dragging out the last vowel as he called you his. he knew eddie heard you say he was bigger. he was just rubbing it in.

‘you’ve gotten bi-biiger.’

steve was close. he glanced out the window seeing eddies eyes practically glow in the dark. eddie was fixated on you. that sight alone almost made steve finish deep in your pussy. steve held onto his orgasm, grunting between words.

‘just like that, sweetheart? you like that?’

he thrashed his hips into you and gripped your sides. his fingers were so graceful on your soft skin. he began to grunt as he spoke more dirty words to you,

‘i wanna try something, okay?’

there was a pause, he was riding out his pleasure.

‘say steve’s name for me, baby?’

he watched eddies eyes snap to make contact with his. eddies jeans tightened as he rubbed his hand against himself. you both smelled so good. the blood rushing through your bodies while he watched the scene unfold was enough for him to cum. steve ruined that for him though, he was filled with rage as he listened to steve tell you to moan his name. how fucking dare he. the bloodsucker that stalked you outside your window shamelessly moved his hips into his hand. he was in rhythm with steve. pounding into you now. shamelessly grunting while close to his orgasm. steve held his mouth open and moaned. the look of eddies desperate doe eyes made his eyes roll back into his head. there was a hell fire brewing in eddie. steve listened to him growl.

‘i wanna act like im watching you fuck my best friend, baby.’ steve groaned.

he said this not breaking eye contact with eddie. eddie had enough. he was now practically prying his fingers under the open window to let himself in. you weren’t one to disobey eddie. you were tired and didn't want to endure the punishment eddie would have planned if you disobeyed him.

‘s-st…ste—‘

you moaned sheepishly. steve came inside you as he heard the first letters of his name. the angry look in eddies eyes as you moaned for steve mixed with your wet hot cunt wrapped around his member was enough. there was a rush of air that filled the room. two strong ice cold hands were wrapped around your neck cutting your words off. steve’s cock was still buried deep inside you. twitching as he finished. you tightened on his member while eddies hands wrapped around your neck. eddie knew you were close. he wasn’t gonna deny you this orgasm. you were just to cute wrapped around his bestfriends cock. he would make both of you pay soon enough.

‘cum for me.’ eddie growled.

he said it in a dark tone. you swore that the devil was talking to you. was this still all a dream? what was happening? you rode the cock that was deep inside you and heard a boy cry out in pain. steve was overstimulated as your thighs shook and your cunt tightened. you tried speaking the best you could. your moans were muffled by your throat being closed. the cold rings that eddie wore made your skin burn. you gagged while your eyes rolled back.

‘ah. ah. ah. behave. who do you belong to?’

he squeezed tighter out of jealousy and bit your cheek. something sharp cut you. it burned. a little but of blood trickled down your face. he pushed his forehead into your temple before licking the fresh cut. he let out a deep moan. the joint he smoked earlier was barely calming his nerves now and his hands trembled againts your neck. he didn’t loosen his grip. he was waiting. waiting for you to submit to him like always. he knew you could say it, even if you were suffocating. no matter the circumstances you always said his name. you choked again trying to get the words out,

‘im ed—eddie’s.’ you gasped as he let go.

‘that’s my girl, sweetheart’

that tone was much more familiar. there he was, your eddie.

fin.

AHHH! i loved writing this and im really really happy with how it came out. thank you for reading and please if you enjoyed reblog or fav!

— KID! :)

part four. || my masterlist. || taglist.

he sat outside your window at the perfect time. he knew you would be getting out of the shower soon. a guttural moan left his lips a little louder than he expected when he was peeking through your windows. you walked into the room draped in just a towel with damp hair. he palmed himself as his stomach turned. really he could just jump through the window. take advantage of you. he wonders how you would react. he was indifferent. watching you squirm under him sounded like a dream, but maybe if you somehow reciprocated the feelings he shared for you. eddie would want to make your first time perfect. gracefully, you dropped your towel and slowly got dressed. he pulled his jeans down just past his crotch so he could slide them back on at a fast pace if anyone caught him. the thought excited him. pulling his cock out of the slit in his boxers. his eyes rolled back as he gripped himself. you would be putting on your pajamas soon so his pace increased. desperately trying to get off before your perfect body would be hidden from him. you put on a ugly green hawkins high t-shirt you had cut into a crop top and a simple black thong. if only you knew eddie was watching you a few feet away. he choked back a loud moan and watched you slowly pull the thin fabric over your cunt. he gripped his cock tighter, and slowed his pace. he tried so hard to hold it, but prematurely he finished. ropes of cum decorated his jeans. him imagining how easy it would be to rip those panties off  pushed him over the edge. he bit his shirt collar to muffle any moans as you turned off the lights and got into bed. he cleaned himself up with his black handkerchief as he watched you slide into bed.

to his surprise, you turned on your bedside lamp. it dimly illuminated your room.

‘shit, shit, shit, shitshitshit.’

eddie whispered as he cleaned himself up faster. just then, he realized you didn’t seem interested in what was creeping outside your window. you were  just softly rutting your hips against your mattress. you wanted to make it quick. to you it was just a little stress relief. for him, you were blowing his mind. and you had absolutely no idea. he gasped and watched you stir. you pulled the blanket off of you. your knees were up and your legs were spread. eddie bit his tongue. hard. he was standing up now to get a better view. his mind raced as he clasped his hands together, he looked towards the sky and said,

‘oh thank you god for blessing me tonight.’ he kissed his knuckle and pointed it towards the sky.

he had just finished. yet, seeing you in such a vulnerable position got him hard again. jeans tight around the waist as he hummed sweet whimpers. he dug his fingernails into your windowsill trying to get a better look. you were so pretty. he wanted to ruin you. wondering what you were thinking about. needing to see your facial expressions as you moaned out his name. desperately wanting to corrupt you. he could touch you so much better. he could really show you how to take care of yourself. he so desperately wanted you to let him show you. his head lolled back while griping his knees. your hand snaked down and touched your clit gently. a moan left your lips. eddie sat back down and pulled his cock out. quicker than he’d like to admit. he felt like such a fucking virgin. hearing your soft voice tremble made his cock unbearably sore. he was still sensitive though. he was quite happy when he watched you set the pace to be slow and steady. following your lead he did the same. studying your movements and watching intently. he could really use this to his advantage. if he ever got the chance. your left hand grabbed your nipples and teased them. moaning a little louder now. eddie’s eyes didn’t know where to look, he was so overwhelmed. thoughts of your pursed lips and how he would kiss you filled his head. listening to you whimper and beg for him to touch you while he played with your soft lips. through breathless kisses, you would beg him,

‘please eddie? need you... please?’ he imagined your soft voice.

he would use his big fingers to slowly tease up and down your wet slit while he softly bit your neck. he wanted to bite hard. leaving marks all over you. knowing very well that being to rough with you would scare you away. he hid that part of his personality away from you. only because the metalhead had a serious soft spot for you. he promised himself that if he had the chance he would be so caring and gentle at first. or at least try the best he could. however, the mental image of purple and blue marks draped up and down your neck, crowded his mind. that would show those jocks not to mess with you. he imagined the look on steve and tommy’s face. that thought really turned him on. you moaned loudly holding your blankets up to your mouth to muffle your moans. like clockwork his legs started to shake. hand gripping the bottom of his shaft. realizing how close he was. he growled as he bit his lip not able to contain himself, and coming to another orgasm. he cleaned himself up while he watched you reach your climax. he would save that as a mental image. cursing at himself for finishing before you. you huffed out your chest and covered yourself up.

‘goodnight, eddie’ he froze.

he turned quietly back to your window, he watched you grab a bear that was missing an eye and had a silly white shirt on. you hugged it tightly and turned off your lamp and went to sleep. the way his name danced off of your lips was blissful.

‘jesus h christ’ his tone was stressed.

he threw his head back and whimpered. a deep sigh left his lungs while he was clutching his chest. in that moment he thought you had caught him. the thrill made his heart flutter before he walked away from your window. he whispered,

‘goodnight, sweetheart.’ he whispered.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

then next thursday came. eddie was gripping his knees through his jeans, just like he had from outside your window. you were sitting in the cafeteria a few tables across from eddie. wearing the cutest outfit he had ever seen on you. he swore by it. eddie fidgeted with the rings on his knuckles. lunch couldn’t keep his already faulty attention span. images of you touching yourself in your bed ran through his head. all damn day. he just watched silently as you at your lunch. his eyes were lustful and his pupils were heavily dilated. he just stared. you took a bite out of your lunch, and his eyes focused in on your lips. the members of the hellfire glanced at him. making sure not to make direct eye contact to upset him. eddie had noticed this of course, but he was to entranced by your posture, looks, and those god damn lips. he could admit though. the snickering and giggles that came from the freshmen sat at his table annoyed him. after he so graciously invited to sit with him and his band of misfits. it was beginning to piss him off.

‘what?’ eddie finally snapped

he didn’t move his eyes off of you and his jaw staying clenched.

‘it’s j-just that you, well, you haven’t mentioned if we were meeting to do hellfire club… and last week you moved the day, s—‘

the boy speaking got cut off by the sound of eddie’s fist hitting the table. the sudden noise coming from the other end of the cafeteria made you jump. you turned your head to face the noise. startled at your sudden movement, eddie dropped his gaze from you. instead he looked towards the boy who just spoke. you didn’t pay much attention to him but you knew how to read his body language. eddie had become obviously very nervous after bringing your attention to him. you gave him a confused look. that was different. eddie never looked away from your eye contact. from you perspective you couldn’t quite place what had changed. god, if only you knew. eddie’s lips moved but you couldn’t quite hear him.

‘oh my dear liege. you’re right.’ he says to the boy.

he uses all the confidence in his body to direct his eyes back towards you while speaking. the dumb look thats all over your face drives eddie up the wall. you were really so precious. his eyes glittered in your direction. you could barely hear what he was saying to the boys on his left but you were so curious in what was being shared now. eddie talked like he was always in theater. frailing his arms around in big gestures to match his speech. you tried reading his lips but got a little distracted when his tongue flipped out against his top lip. you divereted your stare and focused on your food instead. eddie caught that. from the other side of the cafeteria the conversation continued to boom,

‘im sorry but…’ eddie trails off,

risking another glance you lifted your chin. he sent you a wink from across the cafeteria. did he just wink at you? that was new. you blushed but his eyes never left yours.

‘tonight...? well.’

there was a pause. eddie lost in thought trying to come up with any excuse to postpone hellfire so he could be outside your window tonight.

‘im busy!’ he yells so the rest of the cafeteria could hear him now.

eddie jumped on the table and walking towards the edge. the boys awkwardly chuckle as he does his routine. he began with yelling at the jocks, the preps, then the smartasses, and finally those in between. people always viewed eddie as someone that would be bullied in highschool. truth was. he was feared. not by you, of course you knew he was all bark. no bite. growing up in hawkins as a nerdy boy that had different interests than his peers was a problem. it was more of a problem because it turned eddie cold. no one seemed to be interested in the character that he tried to conform to. he had a hard time making friends in junior high. after his freshman year he decided to start dressing how he wanted to. non-conforming to the current times or trends. he would wear dark ripped clothes and large rings and chains. this had it’s own problems though. eddie develop a bad boy demeanor because of his fashion sense. people would blame anything on him just because of his visual appearance. no one ever gave him the time of day. except you. passing notes, freshman year. eddie thought back to that time a lot. maybe if he was less cold you both could’ve really been friends. it was harder for to make friends. that’s why he started his after school club. people that judged his character thought he was ‘mean and scary’ but it really was just self expression. he was the softest person ever. he was good with younger students. not really on anyones bad side, but no one was his number one fan either. well, maybe steve was. he acted like eddie’s existence was gonna be the death of him. was that a good thing? or a bad thing? however, back to the scene at hand. eddie being viewed as a ‘freak’, in the end, turned him into one. he learned to abuse and use his scary façade to his advantage. he would bicker with the popular kids, and always show off. not one of them dared to actually throw a punch or really threaten him. you share a few more glances with him while he parades ontop of the cafeteria table. giggling at his antics. he blushes and sticks his tongue out at you. he makes little horns with his fingers and sticks them to his temples. he looks back towards the club members as he says,

‘harrington has a sweet party tonight and i have to uhh work.’

eddie knows he’s not going to be selling anything tonight. he also doesn’t know steve’s party schedule. he figured he could peak your interest in him if he talked about how ‘busy’ he was with his ‘plans’. eddie he was known as a dirtbag around school for slinging drugs, and needed an excuse for postponing hellfire anyways. he feels your eyes on him as he makes sure to talk louder so you overhear.

‘let’s move it to tomorrow. i’ll be busy till later tonight and don’t wanna be distracted during the big campaign.’ he huffed.

he hopes you heard that. the bell rings dismissing everyone back to their classes, he was walking out towards the hall when you stood up suddenly. he turns around purposefully shoving himself into you. it totally looked like an accident. you’re almost knocked over as he tumbles into your back. he grabs you by the waist making sure to accidentally push his hips up against your ass to catch you. you let out a small whimper, surprised by the sensation. you turn quickly to face him.

‘w-woah, woah, hey.’ he stutters.

he chuckles biting his bottom lip, he wanted nothing more to spin you back around and grind against you till he got himself off. in front of everyone. eddie could tell you were embarrassed. instead, he loosed his grip to make you more comfortable. you jumped at the sensation and turned around with bright red cheeks. to any normal person it looked like you meant to grind against him, but it was an accident. your cluelessness got the better of you when you started apologizing immediately. you were talking in rushes and overthinking the situation. you were so in your head you didn’t notice his evil smirk. you didn’t know why he was grunting while slipping his hands into his front pockets. he took a deep breath. he was adjusting his cock so you didn’t see him pitch a tent in his tight jeans. his heart was fluttering. this was perfect? how did he get so lucky with the timing of it all?

‘sorry. didn’t mean to scare you.’ he giggled.

eddie cut your rambling off as he began to apologize now. he pulled his hands out of his pockets and back onto your hips. the urge to touch you was to strong he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. you look at him in awe. never realizing how pretty his eyes were till now. deep dark chocolate irises and soft white eyes. you could get lost in them.

‘e—eddie im s-so sorry. i just… uhm.. well, i was trying. y—you know get to class? i didn’t mean to uuhm. i mean..’ you stuttered. 

‘no it’s okay! really. that was soooooo my fault!’ he put his heart over his chest and bowed to you.

you blush reminded of the feeling of his groin up against you. head bowed in embarrassment. he removes his hands from your hips. he was just as bashful. he didn’t even know what was possessing him right now to talk to you this close. you smelled like strawberries. your eyes were sparkly like you had stars in them. his eyes traced up your neck. 

‘pretty necklace.’ he spoke out loud.

‘what was that?’ you asked.

you didn’t catch his comment because you were lost in your own thoughts. his bones jumped out of his skin he stared at you with his mouth open. palms clammy now. the tension between you was rough. this was so awkward. you hadn’t talked to him since freshmen year! what was happening! you clear your throat,

‘so’ you start, ‘harrington has a party tonight?’ you bat your eyelashes at him.

eddie realizes ths is still a very real conversation he has to attend to. all the blood in his body rushed south. shaking out his nerves like a dog he stutters.

‘y-y-yea- sure h-he does, isn’t he always up to no good?’ he makes a jab at him with this small remark. 

you smile at his witty comment. eddie begins thinking of ways that he’s going to get himself out of this white lie. keep steve off of your mind. his heart raced. did steve have a party tonight? oh, what to say? what is he supposed to say? he felt like a little kid around you. you looked up at him with your arms crossed now. awaiting an answer. how could he not be nervous? your cheeks looked so kissable. they were all blushed with a cute cherry color and he tries to play it cool but fails miserably. he stutters,

‘m—maybe ill give him a call. im always looking for a reason to talk to my best friend stevie!’ he joked.

you let out a small giggle, everyone at school knew they were enemies. it was quite entertaining for the students at hawkins to watch how the two boys clashed. your soft laugh that you produced listening to eddie’s remarks about the preppy boy sent chills up his spine. it gives him the confidence he needs for the moment.

‘yeah, i was thinking about crashing it? causing some trouble? i can think of better things to do with my time though.’

he was closer to you than before you realized but you didn’t mind. you were just two acquaintances talking about after school plans. you thought. eddie on the other hand was a man that was scheming. he licked his bottom lip like a predator watching his prey. you purr at his comment, smiling cluelessly,

‘what kind of trouble does eddie munson usually get in to on thursday nights?’ you quizzed him.

if only you knew. it’s getting harder for him to keep himself together. his fingers grab the hem of your shirt. following his fingers your eyes watch his next move. he thinks back to last week and the dirty things he caught you doing. eddie starts talking but his voice slowly trails off almost like he’s breathless and embarrassed to say his next few lines,

‘i'm more curious about what you do on thursday nights, any plans tonight? sweetheart?’ he questioned.

sweetheart. there it is again. your cheeks get hot and you're flustered. he moves in even closer. you have butterflies in your tummy. he’s never flirted with you this much before. that’s also new. his soft attitude warms you. you have to say something. say anything. 

‘are you asking me to hang out with you, munson?’ you choke out.

he chuckles at your shyness. wits and comebacks were easy for eddie. he always had a smart mouth even when he’s under pressure. it makes his next sentence sound like velvet to your ears.

‘oh sweetheart. i’d love to hangout with someone as pretty as you. you wanna? your place? tonight? say eight works for me.’

he was demanding almost. he has dark eyes and a heavy smirk on his lips. knowing you take a shower around eight. thinking of how he caught you touching yourself soon after. his plan is perfect. you smile and nod. eddie moves close to your ear, it reminds you of how steve would tease you.

‘sure you want to be around a freak like me, pretty girl?’ he whimpered the words into your ear.

your heart jumps into your throat. a beat passes.

‘yeah.. e—eight works for me too, eddie.’ you say.

he moves away from you quickly and seems to disappear into the halls. you shrug, collecting your books. you’re looking forward to hanging out with the misunderstood senior. you swore what you heard about him being a “freak” was all rumors. you had no idea that he had to move away from you so he could adjust himself in his pants before cumming at the thought of you screaming his name later.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

you rushed home in a hurry. quickly you cleaned up your room and your belongings around the house to make things look presentable. eddie was the first boy you had ever invited over. besides that, he was totally eye candy now and so hot. he had really grown into a teenage dream. you were also excited to maybe catch up with him. after freshman year the both of you grew distant due to him building up his walls. giving everyone a cold shoulder. you weren’t sure why he put a wedge between your blossoming friendship. admittedly, when he stoped paying attention to you it stung a bit.

eddie showed up to your house right at eight. hoping that maybe you would be getting out of the shower to answer the door. he knocked and hummed some guitar riff he was just listening to in his van on the way to your house. you didn’t answer right away. rustling though his pockets in his battle vest he located joint. he pulled it out of his vest pocket and held his lighter to the tip. as it danced against his lips he took a long drag. eagerness overtook him and he knocked again. you answered this time,

‘one second!’ your voice was muffled behind the door.

his chest was full of smoke. you opened the door. he made sure to turn away from you. careful not to blow any into your face. you smiled and started talking to the boy with an inviting tone. you were a lot less nervous now in your own home.

‘so what they say is true? you are a pothead.’ you joked.

you looked fantastic. he wasn’t even sure that a little his joint he pre-rolled could calm him down now. he was a goner. he giggled at your snarky remark letting himself into your cozy home. he didn’t answer you yet he just took in his surroundings and took another drag from his joint.

‘you wanna share that, eddie?’ you asked.

chills washed over his body as you said his name, he would never get sick of that. it was sickly sweet falling from your lips. if only harrington could see him now. about to share a joint with the girl they had been fighting over for years. the perfect girl next door. eddie figured he would be fuming.

‘s-sure. you smoke?’ he paused.

eddie watched you become flustered and fidget with your fingers. he thought his heart was gonna explode just watching you twiddling your thumbs dressed in nothing but your pjs. he was on cloud nine. take that, harrington. god, why was he thinking about steve right now?

‘well no, i never have. my friends do! they buy from you a lot and you seem like you know your stuff.’ you rambled.

he smirked, ‘i can show you a few things, sure.’

looking at you he raised his eyebrow before taking another drag. he blew the cloud that sat in his chest in your face. you threw your hand up. swatting the musty smoke out of your face.

‘you don’t seem you sure, sweetheart.’ he teased.

he moved in closer totally invading your personal space. the denim vest he was wearing hosted pleanty of pins and patches. his pretty silver enamel pins clinged together as he walked. the action was comparable to a cat that always wore a bell. eddie grabbed your face gently. he spoke softly to not scare you away before he took another puff from his joint.

‘open up?’ he said.

obedience flooded over you. your jaw extended at the feeling of just his palm against your chin. you were forced out of your daze when he gripped you tighter. needing you to pay attention to him. his grip was a little harsher than he had planned. you didn’t mind. instead you just stood still. awaiting the boys next move. eddie was so eager to get his hands on you. get closer. could you really blame him? he brought your chin to his. he groaned into your throat. you could feel his hot breath mixed with the smoke against your mouth. your cupids bow grazed his top lip. just barely. you couldn’t tell if you had really touched your lips together or if it was just the anxiety. he snaked his index finger between your lips while his thumb brought your chin down lower and he exhaled. he was blowing smoke into your throat with his cute lips in an ‘O’ shape. the burning sensation reeked of weed. as he neared the end of his breath you were more forgiving when the foul smell mixed with a pleasant minty fragrance. was that what eddie tasted like? your tummy turned as he gently let go of your chin, he took a step back and you coughed.

‘oh I'm sorry, sweetheart, was that too strong? we can practice some more.’ he giggled deeply.

‘that really hurt my throat, eddie.’ you cried.

‘uhmm, i—im sorry.’ he said with his back stiffened.

you were choking on coughs. as if he wasn’t already tense from the situation. he was burning up now. you were precious. eddie wanted to get out of his jeans and into yours. his cock grew harder hearing you say those words. you were more of an airhead than he thought. your composure was cool and calm. eddie couldn’t believe it. shrugging it off as normal pothead behavior. but eddie? he was stunned. jaw on the floor. drooling like a dog. completely ran up the wall. those simple words you had said went straight to his chest. his heart beating rapidly and his jeans getting uncomfortably tight. dirty thoughts filled his mind. he wanted to hear you say that while he fucked his cock into your mouth. he wanted to hear you say that when he choked you with his big hands. he wanted to hear you say that after he was done leaving deep purple bite marks all over your soft throat. he promised himself to keep it cool. however, he saw how you twitched under his touch. he heard your little whimpers when he had grazed your top lip with his. did you feel the same way about him after all? he shoved those thoughts down. surely if anything happened you wouldn’t wanna have any strings attached. like he even had a chance. he knew he could take care of you though. he desperately wanted to. after he was done fucking your brains out he knew that soft spot in him would resurface. he would be sure to kiss you on your cheeks and rub your neck softly with the pads of his thumbs. he would need you to promise him that you were okay. you would assure him that he didn’t hurt you. even if your body ached from his grips and bites.

‘that really hurt my throat, eddie.’ it played back in his head.

he wanted to hear you say it again, so desperately.

‘eddie?? ed’s???’ you questioned.

you waved your hand infront of his face and giggled when he apologized for spacing off. you turned away and motioned for eddie to follow you. the two of you moved to your bedroom. you didn't want your family den to totally reek of pot if your siblings came home later. eddie stood in the doorway against the frame as he watched you sit on your bed. his dark visual appearance clashed heavily with your room. eddie walked into your room and acted like he was snooping. truth was, he already knew the layout. every wall he had studied like the back of his hand. really he wasn’t interested in snooping around either. he had snuck in countless times to steal your panties or the pretty necklaces you wore. he especially favored the one you were wearing today. he spun around on his heels and plopped onto your soft bed. instead of prying more he turned all his attention to the bear that sat on your bed. the same one you said goodnight to after pleasing yourself. he took one more drag of his joint before putting it out. he licked his fingers and pinched the tip. the joint made a sizzling sound.

‘doesn’t that burn your fingers?’ you asked.

‘not really? i guess im just used to the pain now. sorry for smoking in your room. just nervous.’ he replied.

you looked at him with soft eyes.

‘you okay? can i do anything to make you more comfortable?’ you questioned.

he tucked the joint into the chest pocket of his denim vest before shedding a few layers. he ran his hands through his hair before taking a deep breath. he now looked a little more comfortable next to you now. he wore a def leppard t-shirt that had cigarette burn holes in it and his token black jeans with rips laid across his knees. the handcuff belt he had on broke up the outfit well. it clashed less this way. your eyes lingered on the cuffs for a little longer than you’d like but you were in a trance. eddie was locating a coat hook in your room to put his vest and jacket onto. he took a mental note of where he left his joint in his pocket. he was saving it for later. his eyes turned back to you. he smirked as he realized you were staring at his crotch. eddie cleared his throat trying to hide his nerves. blush crawled up his face when you both met eyes. he immediately spoke.

‘so… uhhh what’s this guy's name?’ he grabbed your little bear.

rushing to make conversation to get perverted thoughts out of his head. did you like the cuffs? were you intrigued? eddie wondered. eddie was dramatic with his movements when he hugged your stuffed friend tightly. he was just making sure his scent was going to be on it for the rest of the week. you laughed as he tossed the bear into the air. he asked the bear,

‘hey little dude? what’s your name?’

you giggled and he smiled a big toothy grin at you. he looked like a cheshire cat. he loved making you laugh. your giggles were so sweet. he pushed to hear more. awaiting your answer of what the bears name was.

‘oh him? he doesn’t really have a name. i just call him whatever i feel like.’ you said.

eddie’s chest tightened. the words hung in the air for a bit. there was silence. did you call this nameless bear eddie after thinking about him? he stiffed his whole body. while he was lost in thoughts again you huffed.

‘you space off so much! what is your deal!’ you laughed at him pushing his chest so he was laid on your bed. you adjusted your pillows and blankets that were sprawled out on your bed. you looked up at him confused, he was so pale all of the sudden. you spoke softly,

‘what? to harsh?’ you giggled.

his eyes snapped to meet yours. he watched you. there was a dark look on his face now. something was wrong with him. seriously. he could be the first to admit. he was far gone now. you thought of him after he had helped you in the hall when tommy slapped your ass. he was dizzy.

‘lets watch a movie?’ you suggested.

he just nodded but your suggestion instantly cut the tension. he cleared his throat. sitting the nameless bear between the two of you. eddie watched you turned on ‘sixteen candles’. both of you watched with purpose as the movie played. well. you did. eddie couldn’t keep his gaze off of you. you wore the cutest and comfiest pj set. the shorts barely covered your thighs when you sat against him. oh my god! you were sitting against him! he huffed. he was going to keep it cool and not act like a fucking loser. a complete virgin. you thought maybe you were leaning on his arm a bit to hard so you shifted your body weight. he watched you adjust and this new angle gave him a view of your perfect tits. you were braless. he was checked out mentally. his whole body was thrown into overdrive as he begged himself not to get harder than he already was. he was going insane. after a few scenes eddie started getting handsy. his fingers gently danced up and down your thigh. he would pull away when you would shiver under him. sometimes you would push your thighs into his hands so he would grip harder. he understood. he moved his pinky so close to the hem of your shorts. gripped hard and then ran his hand back down to your knee. it was antagonizing slow. he whispered in your ear while you watched the movie.

‘like that?’ he giggled.

he watched your ears turn red. your eyes stayed watching the screen out of embarrassment. as soon as the words left his mouth he turned away like nothing had even happened. he wanted you to be comfortable. not forcing anything onto you but part of him wanted to be selfish. your skin was so soft and sensitive. you moved closer now. putting your hand on his shoulder and your pinky brushed against his neck. chills danced up and down his body as he bit his lip to muffle any of his whimpers. you were leaning on him! he wanted to throw himself onto you. if you had gave him any more attention he would have a hard time controlling himself. this was dangerous. a recipe for disaster. you leaned your head on his arm giving him perfect access to your neck. fuck. thoughout the second half of the movie eddie was stiff. you readjusted because he wasn’t as soft as your pillows. for some reason he would turn to you and breathe cold air against your neck too. you weren’t sure why he was doing it other than to be funny. he would laugh to himself and say,

‘what sweetheart? are you cold?’ he asked while giggling.

it really was annoying you. eddie enjoyed himself though. he knew what he was doing. your nipples peeked at him through the fabric of your thin tank top. he grabbed you a blanket to wrap yourself up with. after burying yourself into your pillows your body was shielded from eddie now.

‘stop teasing eddie.’ you gave him a glare.

he couldn’t help but groan.

‘sorry sweetheart. ill be good i promise’ he laughed throwing his hands up.

after you got cozy the both of you were surrounded in comfortable silence. eddie would squirm, adjust his seating position, or fidget with his fingers but you paid no mind. you were wrapped up in the last scene. the movie came to an end with samantha and jake kissing.

‘i’ve never been kissed.’ you confessed.

eddie jumped at the sudden sound coming from your lips. you were sleepy now. the movie running longer than you remembered. you watched the scene with interest. eddie stared at you his eyes locked on your face. you spoke softly,

‘i thought you were going to kiss me earlier, you know?’ you joked.

you had no idea what your words were doing to him. he couldn’t take it anymore. if he had a breaking point this was it. he wanted to ruin you. you were going to be his. he wanted to see you begging him on your knees. needing to show you more of the dark side that consumed him daily. he was going to. right now. he grabbed your cheek softly, turning your head. his eyes were dark. jet black.

‘can i kiss you now? let me have a taste.’ he asked politely.

his tone sounded demanding. as if you couldn’t really say no. not that you wanted to. it was just all very new. you nodded. your eyes fluttered as he cupped your cheeks in his hands. as he kissed you he softly placed his cupids bow between your top and bottom lip. when he pulled away he grunted. he sucked on your bottom lip. pulling it outward and nibbling it with his teeth. you cheeks were flushed red, your eyes sparkled. it was slow but hard. he was a damn good kisser. you had nothing to compare to but you knew this was good. it felt so natural. a knot grew in your tummy as he went back in for more. he was less gentle this time. your teeth clashed a bit and you opened your mouth for him more. submitting to his touch. you were so damn easy for him. his mind was racing. what is happening? eddie shared his first kiss with you. he couldn’t believe it until your lips pulled him in for more. the tension that had been building throughout the night finally having a place to release. he sucked on your bottom lip and bit it again. this time harder. eddie waited to gauge your reaction. his bottom lip was trembling when he pulled away. you moaned and gasped as he teased you with his teeth on your sensitive lip. this kiss was soft and loving. it was so kind and everything you wanted your first kiss to be. eddie enjoyed it too. you could tell that eddie really did care for you. your body released any tension it previously held when he danced his fingertips up your leg to grab onto your hip. he promised he would be gentle. promised himself. however, finally having the opportunity hit him he lost himself. watching your eyes sparkle, eddie groaned. he needed to see them rolled back in your head. he gripped your hip tighter. he wanted you to be fucked dumb and under him in a pitiful crying mess. he would treat you like he didn’t love you. fucking you like a whore before he finally finished and took care of your limp body while regaining your thoughts. he couldn’t do that could he? would you like it? his line of morals blurred as he thought he wouldn’t even care if you liked it or not. he needed you. truthfully, eddie did care for you so much. you were his soft spot. his weakness and the best part of his day wrapped into one. loving you hurt, especially when his longtime crush felt one sided. eddie kissed you harder. his tongue brushing against your swollen lips. he pulled away from you to look into your eyes. not wanting to get ahead of himself. he didn’t know if he could stay as gentle anymore.

‘you’re welcome.’ he said smugly.

he wasn’t done. he knew you were feeling a little high and your senses were heightened by the after effects of the weed. he pushed you against the bed so he was over you. his guitar pick necklace dangling in your face along with his curls. you bit your lip as he looked at you and nodded quickly letting him know you were okay and he kissed you again. this time it was hot and wet, you didn’t care how messy it was. you needed more of him. he was intoxicating. he pulled away from your lips and he kissed your neck.

‘pretty girl.’ he groaned against your neck.

‘always thought about this. you’re a fucking dream.’ he bit your neck gently.

you tensed up at his confession. he thought about this? you felt less guilty for thinking of him last week after he saved you. that was just a one time thing. or so you thought. feelings of desire to be his partner ran through your head. he went to work on the nape of your neck. if it wasn’t obvious now. eddie adored your neck. he would stare at it and imagine burying his face in the soft skin that grazed against your most important nerve endings while in class. imagined how you would squirm if he kissed you there. he loved the cute necklaces you wore and imagined decorating it with pretty, dark, bruises. so he did, he left one, then two, then five, and then six. he was getting close to your chest now. he tried not to be rough with you just yet. getting ahead of himself though he slightly stretched out your tanktop as he tugged on it to desperately get lower.

‘eddie!’ you yelped at the sudden tug.

‘i—im sorry! sorry!’ he gasped.

he moved his hand up the outside of your tank top, it was so slow. almost torturous. he was being good. to the best of his ability. he grabbed your tits and grunted in your ear feeling your hard nipples against his palm. you whimpered sheepishly at the new sensation. eddie paused for just a second. he looked at you with his dark brown eyes to watch you.

‘please. p—please just… say my name again?’ he begged.

he sounded so pathetic. stooping to your level almost. he was surprised when you obeyed. the sounds coming from you was the sweetest music he’s ever heard. he wanted to bottle it up and save it for later. record it on one of his blank tapes so he could play the cassette in his van. blasting it as he drove down the street. he let out a feverish moan and trembled. his touch was so heavy. you could tell he was holding back. he rubbed your body with his hands while he watched your cute lewd expressions. his eyes rolled back as he bit your cheek and his hand dressed in his cold steel rings gripped your throat.

‘look so pretty with my hand around your neck.’ he said.

he growled as you whimpered. eddie wedged himself between your legs. grinding down onto your warm wet spot that was growing at your center.

‘you okay? just say the word sweetheart. ill try to stop.’ he gasped.

ill try. the words danced in your head. he pushed his hips into your clothed cunt. you just nodded quickly and gasped. he tightened his grip around your neck.

‘you’re a mess for me already. i know you feel good right now. i feel good too baby. just let me take care of you. im trying to… fuck… go as slow as possible.’

he was shaking now, every part of him was trying not to bust in his jeans. he had you in his hands and he was trying to last as long as possible. everything moved so fast for you. how did you end up underneath eddie munson on a normal thursday night? was this really happening? you moaned loudly as you felt his rough jeans grind against your thin pajama shorts. your moans let him know he was pleasing you just as much as you were pleasing him.

‘yeah baby? am i making you feel good right there?’ he grunted in your ear.

the last ‘y’ in ‘baby’ was dragged out. the way he said it was so attractive. the hand that was once on your throat slowly moved down your center. his hand grazed the waist band of your shorts. you grinded against his palm. your reaction scared him a bit. he really had no idea what he was doing. he smacked your thigh to warn you. he wanted to take this at his own pace. he got an instant reaction from you. you moaned his name.

‘eddie… please, keep doing that… more? it feels s’good.’ you whined.

he huffed and gripped your thigh hard, you winced at the pain knowing you would be sensitive there tomorrow. eddie froze over you with his head down. you began to think you did something wrong.

‘fuck—‘ his whole body shook over you.

‘you made me fucking ruin my jeans, sweetheart.’ he could barely speak.

he lifted himself up, you were still on your back but not for long, he grabbed your waist and flipped you over so you were on your tummy. he was sitting on top of your legs focused on your ass. he took his shirt off as he pulled down your shorts revealing that same simple black thong you wore last week. he growled,

‘jesus. fucking. christ.’

he leaned down and bit your ass. he left big teeth marks and smirked as you tried to pull away from him. smacking your ass and tugging you closer. he sucked deep into your skin. keeping you still. he smacked your ass and kept his mouth on you putting more hickies on you. he kept at it for a few more moments. he gave you everything as much as he thought you could take. your ass was already covered in marks. he was good at that, he thought. leaving marks on you was his specialty. you whimpered. he pulled away. eddie lifted your hips so your ass was in the air and he placed a pillow under your hips so you’d be more comfortable. your face was almost buried in your pillow. he kissed the marks he left on you and softly spoke,

‘you’re okay, baby. i promise. let me show you. ill take good care of you when im through.’

you gave him an assuring moan that he could continue, you couldn't form words. you were so filled with lust and that gave him so much confidence. his cock grew even bigger at the thought of this being the first time anyone has ever touched you. you couldn’t tell, but this was his first time he had every touched anyone too. it was a sweet sediment, sharing his first time with the girl he absolutely adored. how was this real? he thought. he knew it wouldn’t matter, really. he just liked that he was in control and you both would figure it out together. eddie was a perverted son of a bitch, and he enjoyed using you to fulfill his sexual fantasies. his tongue was then buried against the thin black fabric that hid your cunt from him. he thought about ripping them, but decided against his better judgment that it would scare you. he remembered to go slow and steady, just so he could please you.

‘that.. whatever you’re doing feels… s—s-so good, ed’s’ you moaned.

that encouraged him. he got rougher. his hands gripped your hips as you bucked your hot cunt into his mouth. his tongue flicked against your clit and he spat on your pussy, groaning against you. the vibration made you grip the sheets. he kept a slow pace that you loved. you always dreamed of being touched and teased slowly by your lover, and that’s exactly what he was doing. hearing you whimper made his stomach knot up, his cock pulsed against his jeans and he grabbed the thin black fabric and ripped it off of you finding himself lost in his sexual desire. he should’ve known. his better judgment never won the fight against his desire. that’s why he had been watching you for years outside your window. he unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his cock, he grinded just the tip against your cunt, his hips weren’t moving with a rhythm and it was sloppy but he would bump your clit and the feeling was electric. your body trembled under him, he figured you were close. eddie gripped your hips with anticipation. his right hand slapped your soaked cunt.

‘you’re all wet for me. your pussy wants me now baby?’ he questioned.

there was a beat that passed. he slowly leaned over you. pushing his chest against your back. covered in a thin layer of sweat. he groaned in your ear,

‘or have you always wanted me? pretty girl?’

you moaned. your back arched for him. he grabbed your shoulder. rutting his dick between your thighs just enough to kiss your clit with the head of his cock.

‘tell me. please. tell me. tell me you want me. tell me you think of me while your hands between your thighs. tell me.’ eddie begged.

his pathetic little whines filled the room. a bit or insecurity was laced in that statement. eddie was really trying his best to be good for you. you begged while he teased you. he was doing all the right things. saying all the right words. you were a mess. your head was so cloudy. you thought back to how good it felt to touch yourself thinking about eddie protecting you. how did he know? that was your secret. he couldn’t ever make you confess, but your desperate need to be satisfied was growing more than your embarrassment. the begging continued and you called out for him to give you something, you gasped softly,

‘th—thought about it. i thought about you.’ you confessed.

‘oh yeah, pretty girl?’

‘yeah.’ you gasped.

his next words humiliated you.

‘maybe you can elaborate on that for me? what do you think about when you touch yourself?’

he placed the pad of one of his fingers on your clit and moved it in slow antagonizing circles. he applied just enough pressure. it was better than anything you’ve ever done for yourself. you couldn’t bear it anymore and begged him to take you.

‘ah ahh ah, eager. we need to stretch you out a bit.’

he slowly filled you up with his middle finger and you tightened around him. your breathe hitched and you trembled. you were so warm your gut felt like it was on fire. he was so good at that. how was he so good at that? pressure built in your stomach. you became a whining mess for him just after he had barely touched you. you bucked your hips with the rhythm of his palm. edging you to the finish line. eddie breathless spoke. you looked so pretty with his fingers buried inside you.

‘are you close? cum for me. cum.’

he curled his finger upward hitting a spot you had never reached before. you came instantly at his words. his fingers thrusted inside of you, he held you down as you moaned and screamed his name. you were incoherent. it was embarrassing, but eddie was on top of the world. he didn’t expect to have you already screaming and crying underneath him with just his fingers. tears began to form and fall down your cheeks. he didn’t stop. you never told him to stop, so why should he? he wanted to hear more.

‘baby, don't cry... i’ve got you just let it out. let me hear those pretty pretty moans, sweetheart.’ he pleaded.

he needed to stretch you out so he wouldn’t do any serious damage. eddie didn’t have the biggest cock in hawkins, but he was girthy and slightly above average. your cunt gripped onto his finger tightly. he groaned, he couldn’t wait to have your walls swallowing him. he was going to feel every inch of you pussy wrapped around his cock. pushing another finger in, you tightened. he was speechless. the more he stuffed into you the more your cunt clenched for him. he went on a soft spoken tangent as you tried to recover from your first big orgasm.

‘your … so pretty baby. so tight... all for me? can this little hot cunt be my play thing? i know no one’s made you feel this good before huh, pretty girl?’ he whimpered.

he kept slowly moving his middle and now index finger in and out of you, he palmed himself through his jeans. the top of his rings hit the lips of your pussy. he continued this steady pace, but you moaned like someone was fucking you relentlessly. you both were already so fucked out. drunk with each others looks. each others touch, smell, taste, emotions. eddie was forsure in over his head. he reached over you and shoved your head into your pillow. he couldn’t take it anymore he needed you to shut up, stop whining like a dog in heat or he was gonna take you right there, and fast. he needed to pace himself.

‘sweetheart.’

he growled in your ear deeply, more serious than before. he lifted your head up against his neck using your hair as a nice grip. he pushed his waist into your ass.

‘you’re gonna have to quiet down if you want me to be nice. those sweet noises you make— makin’ m’loose my mind.’

he gripped your hair tighter as you whimpered again. he praised you even more.

‘your moans are so pretty, baby— i wanna hear more… but you don’t want your neighbors to hear how much of a slut you are, do you?’

he had a point. he wanted you to scream, but maybe if your neighbors heard a commotion. they might tell your parents. but really eddie just needed to pace himself and the sounds leaving your lips was to much. he was already close. again? already? fuck, what a loser. he hated that he had to shut you up.

‘god, never stop making those sweet sounds.’ he whispered to himself.

he wanted to be inside you so he had an excuse for busting early again. he struggled with getting his jeans all the way off. his belt buckle was cold against your thighs as it clang together. he finally ripped them off. his boxes going with them. he hopped off the bed to get the fabric unwrapped from his ankles. he positioned his cock at your entrance from behind. he had wet dreams about this moment. pausing to soak it all in a second longer. he slapped your ass, making sure to rub that one into the skin. it was a loud smacking sound that echoed the room and he knew it hurt you. he hit you so he had the chance to slowly push his thick cock all the way into you without you wincing and running from the pain.

‘fffuck– you’re everything i’ve imagined’

he bottomed out inside of you, and you tightened around him. he was going to be ruthless now. poor boy was already pussy drunk.

‘y-your’re such a slut. teasing me all the time. teasing that fucker steve. you know what you’re doing don’t you? you wanted this d—didn’t y-you? wanted it as b—ba-bad as me? baby. say it.’

it was so hard for eddie not to cum with you wrapped around him. he gasped as you tightened again at his words this time. you loved his dirty words. he wrote his own music so he was very articulate with his speech. he knew just what to say to you. not only did he possess that trait, but it seemed like he never shut up.

‘sweetheart, say you want me.’ he begged.

‘i want you ed’s, please.’

it was the first sentence that had left your mouth in the past half hour. he moved his hips slightly letting you adjust. you gave him the okay as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and he began fucking you hard and slow, he was deep and filled you up so good. you both could’ve sworn this was a perfect fit. he smacked your ass a few more times. he was telling you how good you were doing for him. he bent down at the waist to spit on and claw at your back, leaving even more marks on you. your skin burned when his nails broke your skin. he saw that you were flinching at the pain, but he could tell you liked it. you tightened around him when he scratched you, and eddie being the gentleman that he is, leaned down and kissed the broken flesh. his pace began to quicken but he wasn’t shallow. he kept hitting the perfect spot until you moaned louder and louder. he pulled your head up off of your pillow using your hair and you screamed his name. there was that feeling again. your tummy was hot as he thrusted into you faster. he was relentless. hitting that soft spongey spot deep inside of you and in an instant you were cumming all over his on his cock. the sensation of you pulsing around him made him whine. he cursed hoping that maybe steve heard you, hell he was fine with letting all of hawkins know you were his girl. his release came directly after yours. he couldn’t bear it any longer feeling you get his dick wet pushed him over the edge.

‘shit– baby im c-cumm-c-‘ he moaned.

he couldn’t even say the words. he gripped onto your hips harder than before and dug his nails into your skin, leaving crescent moon shaped marks on your sides. he filled you up till you were dripping with cum. you both rolled over in exhaustion and eddie giggled, he grabbed you and brought you close to his chest. you were still unable to speak, there were no thoughts in your head, and your body twitched as eddie’s soft skin engulfed you.

‘my girl… you’re gonna be mine right?’

he growled in your ear, a husky, possessive, tone left his throat. your eyes rolled back and your eyes closed as he began kissing your neck.

•ʚ♡ɞ•

steve walked out of the pool to grab a drink from the cooler. he smiled smugly at a girl that walked by him. his trunks were drenched in chlorinated water and didn’t leave much to the imagination. he was hosting another pool party tonight after he got a call from one of the senior cheerleaders asking what time his party was going to be.

‘party? what party?’

he thought to himself. he still invited people over nonetheless. who was he to turn down some trouble?

he leaned down to grab a drink and a shiver was sent up his spine. he stood up and stiffened.

‘that’s weird.’ he was talking out loud, like always.

he shrugged, shotgunning his beer to impress anyone that might’ve looked his way. he walked back in the direction of the pool before grabbing another drink.  

we see the two boys sitting in the trailer together again, the memory eddie was sharing with steve is fading out into the present.

steve was still sitting on eddie’s couch as he listened to eddie talk about your first time together. eddie kept a few things to himself. especially the parts that he thought about steve during sex. harrington didn’t need the ego boost. he was drying his hair after the shower. the remains of water dripped down his stomach and back as the story left his lips. it was so vulgar. steve’s cock twitched at eddie’s words while he stared at the man in front of him. he only had a towel wrapped around his waist and his chest looked colder and pale. his dark inky tattoos contrasted intensely on his pretty pale complexion. eddie’s injuries had been healed almost into complete scars. it was as if he was never attacked by the bats. instead it looked like he was born with some weird birthmarks. eddie pulled on a shirt, breaking steve’s gaze. steve’s face got hot when he realized eddie had caught him staring. blushed at the thought of eddie doing all of these dirty things to you while watching him. it was a lot for him to digest. he loved hearing about the crazy shit eddie was into. it made him curious. maybe steve would like that stuff too if eddie showed him the ropes. steve’s mouth was wide open as he listened to eddie tell him how he used you, again and again. he failed to mention the stalker part. he would soon enough, he had to be able to trust steve.

‘that’s why all those girls called my house, that day, was because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut, munson?’ steve chuckled.

‘i mean it was a good white lie! who knew you’d help me get with that whore.’

eddie said pulling on his jeans. steve didn’t like when eddie called you a ‘whore’ or his ‘slut’, but who was he to judge. apparently. you were into that.

eddie was dressed and ready to head to your house, it had been two days without having you by his side, and he was determined to have you back in his arms soon, and maybe even on your knees. it started to rain, the pitter-patter of the drops loud against the tin roof of the trailer. eddie turned and stuck his tongue out at steve. laughing at steve’s confused look on his face. lighting struck and the thunder rumbled in tune with eddie’s laugh. his new pearly white teeth were very visible to steve. his eyes widened as they were fixated on the boys mouth.

‘fangs.’ steve whispered.

fin.

thank you so much for reading! i really want to continue writing this out and seeing where it goes. if you have any opinions or request please share with me and ill be sure to use and save ideas! thank you!

— peace and blessings, kid! 

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