Bloodsucker⏾⋆.˚

🦇//18+, FTM!Eddie, x male reader

CW// T slur, afab terms used, fingering, oral, nipple play

Eddie was a virgin. Sort of by choice sort of for his own safety. What if he let the wrong person into his pants and suddenly "Eddie the freak Munson" turns into "Eddie the tranny freak Munson." He's kept it on the down low since he was in middle school. No one questioned it. He always avoided locker rooms and bathrooms. If he did have to pee he'd sneak into the nurses office and use her bathroom. He was always labeled the freak and the queer, but that's all he was. The freaky feminine boy who tapped his pencils on his desk during science class and had only a couple for friends.

When Eddie managed to graduate he was excited to spend more time with you. You ended up actually graduating on time while he got held back. Some days he'd stare at your empty spot at the lunch table like suddenly the atoms would shift and you'd be back.

But that never happened.

Luckily you two were together now, laying on Eddies small bed sort of smushed together so the fan would hit both of you. Feeling the high from the just smoked joint on the ashtray. Summertime in Hawkins was a truly demonic kind of evil. Eddie groaned, tugging at his shirt before huffing. Looking over at you. That look he gives where he kinda looks like he wants to explode you with his mind. "What's your issue?" You chuckled, tugging on a strand of his hair.

He sat up, his legs thrown over your hips. He pushed his hair back. "You, you're my issue." You could tell he was joking. Especially from how the corners of his mouth twitched like he wanted to smile. "Yeah? Why am I your issue, Munson?" He motioned at you. "You lay here flaunting your shirtless chest while I'm stuck in a damn shirt."

For a second you looked at him a little funny. Sometimes it completely slipped your mind that he's trans. Ever since middle school he's just been Eddie. When he told you back in 7th grade you just shrugged and asked if he wanted to go get freezes. His being trans was never a thought in your mind. You reached out, playfully tugging at the hem of his shirt. "Then take it off. It's just us." You shrugged and all Eddie could do was stare at you wide eyed. "Seriously dude, I'm not stopping you." Eddie just slowly nodded, not moving to remove his shirt yet. "You sure?" He raised a brow. Trying to read your mind. But he hasn't quite gained the power to, yet. One day he will.

When you nodded he took a deep breath and pulled his shirt off. Instantly crossing his arms over his chest. Eddie wasn't any playboy bunny, thank god. But he still had something small on his chest. Something that didn't look masculine. He hesitantly laid back down next to you, keeping his boobs covered. Eddie has always been cocky, quick to make a joke. But right now he felt too exposed to even say anything.

He shifted around until his bare side was pressed against yours. "You're sweaty." You teased, poking Eddies side. He quickly grabbed your wrist to push your hand away, laughing. "Yeah no shit, it's hotter than Satans ass crack!" He kept his hand on your wrist. Not covering his chest back up. Maybe it was the heat, or your bare skin touching his. But right now Eddie was as wet as a river. He let go of your wrist and set his hand on his stomach.

He couldn't think of you like that. Not when you're his best friend. But no matter how hard he tried he just stared. At your lips, at your chest, at the happy trail disappearing into your jeans. When he looked back up at your face, you seemed to be doing the same thing. You stared at his face, your glazed over pink tinted eyes staring into his.

You rolled onto your side, Eddie followed. Lying on his side facing you. Not covering his chest anymore. "You don't have to be self conscious around me, you're just you." "I'm not self conscious.. it's just a new experience." Eddie huffed, pressed his forehead against your chest. Feeling the high fully engulf his brain, making all his thoughts a little fuzzy.

He felt your fingers run through his hair. He pulled his head back and looked up at you. Without much thought he grabbed your shoulders and kissed you. You didn't push back, didn't even hesitate. You kissed him back. Running your hands down his shoulder to his chest. Your thumbs grazed over his nipple and you heard him gasp.

He usually hated his chest. But right now, with you touching him so casually, he didn't mind. You didn't make a deal out of it, you didn't stare, you just touched and kissed him. He pressed his chest against your hands. "That feels good.." He mumbled against your lips. Slowly gaining his confidence back.

After a few seconds he reached down and unbuckled his belt and snapped open the button on his pants. He grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand down to his crotch. "Will you..?" "Yeah Ed's, I will." You panted out, slipping your hand into his jeans and underneath his boxers. Your fingers grazed over his clit causing him to gasp. He rolled onto his back and you followed, hovering over him. He kicked his legs as he pushed his jeans and boxers off until they landed on the floor.

You pushed his legs apart as you kissed down his chest. Stopping to leave a hickey on his chest. Once you made it between his legs you didn't make him wait. You instantly pressed your tongue against his clit. The sounds he was making definitely weren't sounds you've ever heard him make. "Fuck sweetheart-" He arched his back off the bed. His heels digging into the mattress.

You ran your hand over his thigh before pressing your middle finger against his hole. He gasped and looked down at you with a half uncertain look. "Just one." You hummed around his clit as you slowly pressed your finger inside him. You let him get used to the feeling before starting to thrust it.

Thats all it took.

Eddie loudly moaned and started pushing at your head. But you didn't give up yet. You could feel him pulsing around your finger. After a few seconds you finally pulled back, sitting up on your knees as Eddie laid there breathless. You were sweaty but so was he. But fuck was it worth it. "After we cool back down can you do that again?" There it was, that Eddie confidence. You chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, we can do that ten more times if you can take it." You teased and Eddie playfully kicked you.

But round two never happened. You two fell asleep pressed up against each other. Tired from the mix of weed and the post sex high.

Rip Eddie i'm so glad you got to hear like a virgin by Madonna in your lifetime