Heartbreaker- (Eddie Munson x Black Fem Reader x Steve Harrington Smut)
Warning- Drug use, some sexual innuendos, smut, and oral sex.
Rule number one is that you gotta have fun. But, baby, when you’re done, you gotta be the first to run…
“Liv, can you buy this for me?” Your baby cousin Erica asked showing you the latest Run D.M.C record. “Sure, just don’t tell your parents. They’ll flip shit if they knew you had this.” You give her a wink and she goes down another isle to check out more records.
You fluff up your bangs in the reflection of the record shop you and Erica were checking out and you look yourself over.
You looked perfect, with the style of Janet Jackson, long teased hair like Whitney Houston, you knew you’d turn heads. Then again when you’re from California, and visiting Hawkins you were bound to turn heads anyways.
As you thumb through the heavy metal section, your eyes light up as you see the last copy of Eternal Devastation’s album.
You pick it up and kiss the cover. “Finally got my hands on you baby. Now I need some Whitney Houston and we got a party.” You start walking down to your destination and you feel the album slip from your fingers. You go to grab it but a pale hand grabs up your prize.
A pair of black eyes look up at you and you were ready to attack the person they belonged too if they didn’t get their hands off of that album. “Well hello gorgeous.” You take in his full face and see he’s cute, in a rocker way.
He had heavy metal hair, pale skin, and he was wearing a jean vest with band patches all over it. Underneath he had a long sleeve tee with a devil on the front of it.
You cock your head to the side and cross your arms. “Hello, can you give that back?” He gives you a smirk and he looks at the album.
“Whoa, what’s a girl like you listening to music like this?” He asks handing you the album, you pluck it out of his hand and narrow your eyes at him. “What black girls can’t listen to heavy metal?”
“No, no they can. It’s just you don’t seem like the type.” You shrug off his comment and walk past him. “Well, you can’t judge a book by its cover, now can you pretty boy?” You say over your shoulder as you look for the Whitney Houston album.
He leans against the display stand which was cute but you weren’t about to tell him that. Nope, making a guy think about your next move is what you love best.
“I’ve never seen you around. Names Eddie, Eddie Munson.” He offers. You nod and hum at his introduction. “And your name?” He asks with a hint of a whine in his tone. “Olivia Sinclair.” You tell him as you find what you were looking for.
“Wait, you wouldn’t happen to be related to Lucas and Erica Sinclair would you?”
“They’re my little cousins. Which makes me wonder why would you know them?” You ask eyeing him up and down. “Uh, Lucas and I go to school together, and Erica came to a help out at a campaign.” You nod satisfied with his answer and he follows you towards the register. “You know, you’re not like most girls here. Where are you from, gorgeous.”
“Since you’re cute, I’ll tell you. I was born and raised in Cali. And in case you have the itch to ask I’m only here because I’m on vacation for a few weeks.”
“Oh a Hollywood native, with impeccable taste in music and hot as hell? Where have you been all my life?” You sputter out a laugh. “You are such a dweeb.” You tease. He smiles rubbing his bottom lip with his thumb, that’s when you notice the large rings adorned on his fingers.
“Well, could this dweeb interest you in a date sometime? I know the perfect spot to hear live bands.”
Oh he is fucking adorable.
“You got a pen?” He reaches into his back pocket and hands you a pen. You place your albums down on the counter and take his hand in yours. Scribbling down your number. “You can reach me by this number. Call me tonight if you want to hang out.” You flutter your lashes at him and you watch his Adam’s apple bob up and down. “I’ll be sure to call you as soon as I get home, Hollywood.” You smile at his eagerness and you’re about to speak but Erica interjects.
“What do you think you’re doing to my cousin?” She says with extra sass. Eddie puts his hand up to show he means no harm. “I’m just leaving, lady apple jack. Later Hollywood.”
You watch him walk away and notice he has a nice little butt for a white boy.
“Please tell me you weren’t flirting with Eddie Munson.” You laugh at how protective your cousin is of you. “No, he was flirting with me.”
“Ew, you know you can do so much better. Right?”
“I know I’m nineteen and can make my own decisions. And if you want your album you won’t go telling my business.” You both stand your ground and start a staring contest. This happened anytime Erica challenged you. Sometimes she won, sometimes you would.
You feel a smirk on your face as she blinks, cursing under her breath. You throw your arm over her shoulder pinch her chubby cheek. “Come on I’ll treat you to ice cream and a movie rental. You can pick something rated R.” She smiles as you go to pay for the albums..
You were looking to rent either Sorority House Massacre or Sleep away camp. Erica came over to you and she had Nightmares on elm street. “Oh I watched that one, it was so good and Johnny Depp? A dream boat. Which one should I get?” You show Erica the covers and she taps her chin thinking.
“Hmm Sleep away camp was boring because of the plot twist and Sorority House Massacre seems promising. Get that one.” You look at the covers again. “Promise to watch it with me?”
“Of course. You’re my horror partner.” You put up your hand and she high fives you. “That’s my girl. Alright pick out some snacks I’ll go to the register.”
As you head over to the register you notice two of the workers eyeing you. A girl with a cute smile and a boy with really great hair.
You notice they both quickly look away and you smile devilishly. Your break at Hawkins is going to be a fucking ride of a lifetime.
You get to the register and tap your freshly painted nails on the counter. “Ah, he-hey.” The boy stutters out which gets a rise out of you. “Hey.” You eye a jar of lollipops and pick out a cherry flavored one.
“I’m going to go help that customer with whatever.” The girls walks away patting the boy on his shoulder and you peel the wrapper off of the lollipop. “You uh, seem to like horror movies huh?” You nod running your tongue against the lollipop and you see he’s nervous.
“Oh yeah, they’re bitchin’. Especially when the serial killer kills the couple having sex in the woods. It’s therapeutic.”
“Wow, that is disturbing and hot coming from you.” You giggle and pop the sucker in your mouth. “Mmm, so, what’s the damage?” You ask motioning to the tapes.
“Uh, well with the two tapes-”
You look over and point to Erica. “And whatever my cousin has.” He does a double take. “Wait, your cousins with Lucas and Erica Sinclair?”
You chuckle. “This is a small town. Yeah, names Olivia Sinclair. But since you know more about me than I know about you. How about you tell me your name, cutie.” You flick your tongue across the lollipop and he looked like he wanted to beg to be licked next.
“My, my name is Steve, Steve Harrington.” You lean over the counter a little batting your lashes at him. “Oh, can I call you Stevie?” You ask while you suck the lollipop without breaking eye contact. He swallows hard as he nods. “Y..you can call me whatever you want.”
You giggle and hear someone clear their throat behind you. “Please tell me you’re not flirting with this nerd.” You snap your head in Erica’s direction and lean over in her ear.
“Listen I’m trying to get us a discount. So take the snacks and the movies and get in the car.” You hiss through gritted teeth. “Whatever. Later nerd.” Erica says to Steve as she leaves with the goods.
“Sorry about that, I love her but sometimes she doesn’t understand how to read a room.”
“Nah it’s fine. It’s part of her charm. So, are you staying here in Hawkins or…?”
“I’m just here for a few weeks. But maybe my stay will be worth while. Do you have any plans this weekend, Stevie?” You lay on the charm thick. “No, nothing that I can think of.” You smile at him. “You do now. You know where I’m staying so this Saturday around 8 pick me up. Maybe I can tell you some story’s about the Hollywood strip.”
“Yeah! I mean, sure. Cool. I’ll be there.”
God he is fucking cute. “And Stevie?”
“Hm?” You point to the register. “Don’t forget to add your discount to that total.”
You were in the kitchen looking at some magazines while drinking a Pepsi when the phone rang. You answer on the fourth ring. “Sinclair residence.” You say while cradling the phone between your ear and shoulder.
“Hey pretty boy, I was wondering if you had some action for me tonight.” You say with a smirk on your cherry flavored lips. “So you were thinking about me?”
You roll your eyes at his cockiness but laugh. “Hey I can hang up right now-”
“No, don’t do that. I uh there’s this bar I know about, they’re having some local bands play and I thought since you know real music you’d be interested.” You twirl the telephone cord around your finger and think over the invitation. “Sure why not, will there be beer and food?”
“Oh it will be plentiful my lady. But I have another question for you. Do you smoke, like weed and stuff?” You look around to make sure no one was in ear shot. “Are you kidding me? Back at home I got the nickname Cali Kush.” He chuckles over the phone at that. “Perfect then, I’ll pick you up around nine tonight.”
“Rad, so is there a dress code or anything?”
“I mean if this was just us, I’d say your birthday suit would be required.” You let out another laugh. “Oh who knew the pretty boy was a little pervert. I’ll just throw something together. I’ll see you soon.” You both hang up and you look over at the big clock in the living room.
You had two hours to get ready and you sprint to the guest room you were staying in and pick out your denim pencil shirt and a faded Iron Maiden band tee. You look at your accessories and pick out some black and silver bangles, sliding them on your wrists as well as spraying some hair spray in your already high hair. “Alright Liv, it’s showtime.”
After you were dressed you pull on your trusted boots and grab some mascara. Fluttering your eyes after each application. Once you were done you look yourself over and blow up on your bangs. You looked like a babe and you knew Eddie’s jaw would drop to the floor when he saw you.
“Where are you going?” You turn and see your other cousin Lucas leaning against your door. “On a date. Make sure you don’t stay up too late.” You say as you walk past him. “Liv, come on I’m not a baby.” You lean over and kiss his cheek. “You’re not but you know I only say that because I care. I got you some snacks if you want them, they’re in the fridge. Don’t wait up.”
Before he could say anything else you were walking into the living room putting on your earrings when you see it was nine on the dot. “Oh shit shit shit.” You grab your purse and fly out the door as you see Eddie pulling into the driveway.
You knew that Lucas was going to peek out the front door to see who you were leaving with so you hurriedly get in Eddie’s beat up van.
“Hey, pretty boy. Can you like gun it?” You ask as you close the door. “Your wish is my command, Hollywood.” He floors it and you let out a sigh of relief.
“You know, if this is your plan on kidnapping me, that’s kind of hot.” You say leaning back looking at some duct tape and rope. “Well you caught me, I had plans on kidnapping you and throwing you in a cave.” Eddie says with a smirk playing across his lips. “Oh that sounds kinky, sign me up.”
You both burst out laughing and he takes a few turns. “Really pretty boy where is this place you’re taking me?”
“To the best place on earth, Hollywood.” He soon parks the car and you see it’s a little hole in the wall kind of bar. He gets out of the van and quickly opens the door for you. You let out a whistle. “I can practically smell the piss coming out of this place.”
“That’s charm you’re smellin’ baby. Come on.” Eddie takes your hand walks into the bar. On the outside it looked like crap but inside it look like heaven to any music junky.
“Wanna drink?” Eddie asks. You nod and he guides you to the bar. A balding guy with a pot belly was using a hand towel to dry off a thick glass. “Hey, Gus. A beer for me and the lady please.”
Gus looks at Eddie and then at you. “I.d.” He says point blankly. Eddie looks nervous between you and Gus. You muster up your best smile.
“Sorry mister my mommy and daddy told me never to show my I.D. to strangers.” You give a dumb blonde blink and Gus looks at Eddie. He lets out a boisterous laugh too. “I like her, Munson. You can bring her anytime. Now you two can get one drink.”
“Can I get what’s on the top shelf?” You point. “Don’t push your luck kid.” Gus says as he throws his towel over his shoulder. You shrug with a real smile. “Can’t blame the kid for trying.”
Eddie snakes an arm around your waist and tells Gus to get you both two beers. He gives you and Eddie some beers, and Eddie leads you to a nice corner of the place.
“What do you think so far?” He asks, his hand still close to your waist. “Good beer, but where is the food and entertainment?”
“That’s coming, Hollywood don’t worry. Now as far as the food, how’s pizza sound? And before you give me that face, Gus has the best pizza in town. Trust me.”
“I’ll trust you until you give me a reason not to, pretty boy.” He nods with a smile on his face and he gets up. Before he leaves he turns back to you. “Do you like extra cheese, thick crust?”
“Does a fat kid love chocolate cake?” He smiles wider and he leaves you as he goes to get you and him some pizza.
“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?” You look away from your nails only to see some old man staring at you like you’re a steak dinner. You frown at him like he smells. “Minding my fucking business.”
“Oh, someone is feisty. How about I buy you a drink?” You suck your teeth and stand up. The man was tall but that didn’t scare you. “How about you get the hell away from me before I make you regret talking to me.” You glare at him with a clenched jaw.
“Listen little lady…” He touches your shoulder and you grab his arm twisting it behind his back and causing him to yell out in pain. “You little bitch, Ah!”
“Remember I am that bitch when you try some shit like this again. Now fuck off before I break your fucking arm.”
“Hey! Hey! Hey, Hollywood, what are you doing?” Eddie asks as he steps in. “Tell your little girlfriend to let go.”
“I’ll let go when you promise to leave me alone you dick.” Eddie looks a bit scared but he looks at you. “Olivia, come on, how about we get out of here? We can come back here later.” You look at the guy and then back at Eddie. “Yeah, let’s come back. And you better not be here.” You let the guy go and he rubs his arm, cradling it to his chest, glaring at you.
“Come on, we can get the food to go.” Eddie guides you out as he handles the food. When you get in the car you sit there in silence while Eddie drives. “Sorry about that. I just don’t like creepy old guys touching me.”
“It’s fine, I wouldn’t want that either. Besides we can always come back another time. Are you okay?” He asks as he takes a turn down a long dark road. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little mad I ruined your night.” Eddie scoffs. “You didn’t ruin my night, if anything you made it better. Now I get to have you all to myself, Hollywood.”
Eddie had brought you to a trailer park and you look around as he unlock the trailer door. After he opens the door you step inside with him following you in toe.
“Welcome to the Munson Castle, my fair maiden.” Eddie says as he turns to you and spreads his arms wide in big theatrics. “Not too shabby, not too shabby.” He takes your hand and he leads you down the trailer and brings you into his room. The room was a mess with some clothes piled in a corner and some playboys along with some old tissues.
You feel a smirk on your lips and turn to him. “I see what your favorite late night activity is.” His eyes get wide as he kicks the magazines and tissues under the bed. “Those aren’t mine.” You raise a brow at him and giggle.
“I’m going to go get the weed, you sit right here. Not there, there are stains there and…I don’t know where those stains came from.” He jets out of the room and you laugh at his awkwardness.
You find a clean spot on the bed and sit down picking up one of the magazines and opening it to the center fold. “How does she prop her leg up like that?” You wonder as you think about trying that.
“And here we go.” Eddie says as you quickly toss the magazine down. He had a little metal box with him and he sits besides you. “Two joints should be enough right?”
“Yeah, that’s perfect. If you want I can help you roll. I’m pretty good at it.” He hands you some of the weed and some papers as he start sprinkling some of the weed on the paper. You copy his movements and lick the paper making sure the joint was tight. You notice him watching you and you put on a show, making sure to lick the joint slowly as it twirled between your lips.
“Yeah, we can smoke that one first.” He says as he hands you his lighter. “Fine by me.” You light the joint until the tip was embered. You inhale it, letting the smoke settle in your lungs and you let out a moan as the smoke escapes your lips.
You blow out and hand the joint to Eddie. He seemed to be fascinated with you. “That was, fucking hot. Like you even make smoking weed sexy.” You laugh at him as he takes two hits. He blow the smoke and passes it back to you.
You hit it twice and as you pass it back to Eddie you see a really pretty electric guitar mounted on the wall. “Holy shit, Munson is that a warlock NJ series electric guitar?”
He smiles widely at you keeping the joint pressed between his lips. “You know your axes too? That’s it marry me, Hollywood.” You laugh as you reach and stroke the strings.
“My dad has one, it’s cherry red with white trim and man it plays like a dream. If I manage to get it down here before I leave, want to have a jam session?”
You turn to Eddie and he was just staring at you. “You’re fucking amazing you know that right? Like I’ve only know you for a few hours and yet I feel like you’re the most interesting person in the world.” You feel your cheeks warm. “Oh stop you’re going to make me head big.”
You walk over to him and take the blunt, hitting it. “You know, Erica and Lucas told me you are a huge dungeons and dragon fan.” He groans from embarrassment. “You probably think I’m a huge nerd.”
“I do, but you’re a cute nerd so you get a pass. Besides we all have a nerdy secret. Like me for example? I collect Barbies.”
“That’s not nerdy, that real shit. Like those are going to cost money one day.”
“I know! I keep telling Erica that if she wants to be a millionaire then don’t open the Barbies she gets for Christmas! Like I have a Malibu Barbie still in the box and I refuse to even look at it let alone open it.” He laughs and you sit back down besides him. You see him scoot closer to you but you allow it.
“God, you really are so cool, Hollywood.” You throw your head back and laugh at his compliments. “Hold on I want to try something. I’m going to hit this joint and then I’m going to breathe it into your lungs. Trust me this shit is cool.” You stand up and move between Eddie’s legs, cupping his face in your hand and you look at him as he seems to just stare at you like you’re the only thing that mattered in the room.
“Part your lips for me.” You tell him and he obeys your orders. You take a long drag from the joint, feeling the smoke enter your lips and nose.
You pucker his lips and you blow the smoke in his mouth, he inhaled it and holds it for a second before blowing the smoke out of his lips, smiling when he does it. “That was fucking cool.” You both laugh and you don’t remove your hand from his face. Instead you run your thumb across his thick bottom lip.
“Well now I am curious about something, tell me Eddie what kind of girls are you into?” You ask down into his eyes. He clears his throat for a second as you finish off the first joint.
“I like pretty girls, who like guitars, have amazing taste in music, and can roll a joint like no one’s business.”
“Oh she sounds hot, you think she’s single?” You tease. “I hope so, because I’m first in line.” He lightly chuckles as his hands fall to your hips.
“And what else?” You ask, moving in closer between his legs.
“I like girls who can hold their own against gross old men, and can show me how to have fun with weed. I really like this girl that I nicknamed Hollywood.”
Your knee dips onto the bed and he leans back, his back against the wall. “Well let me tell you what kind of boys I like, Eddie. I like boys with heavy metal hair, who have pretty brown eyes. And happen to have soft lips.” You lean in close to his lips and you can tell he wants you to kiss him, but you don’t want to give in that easy.
“Mm, well Eddie. I also like boys who love eating pussy. Do you like eating pussy?” You ask as your tongue flicks across his lip. He flicks his tongue back but you move, making him whimper. “I do, I love eating pussy.” You bite your bottom lip as he opens his eyes.
“Do you want to eat my pussy, Eddie?” He nods and you reach into his hair and yank it back getting a moan from him. “I want you to say, I want to eat your pussy, Olivia. Can you do that?”
He swallows and licks his lips. “I want to eat your pussy, Olivia. I want to devour your sweet pretty pussy until your juices drip down my chin.” You smile at his answer and let his hair go.
“Good boy, and for that you get a kiss.” You lean in your lips touching. He pulls you onto his lap, straddling him. You feel his hard-on against your cunt as your skirt rides up. He slides his tongue against his lips and you let him in. Tasting the weed and beer he had consumed earlier. He moans against your lips as you cup his bulge.
You push away from him and move back laying on his bed. “Well, I’m waiting for a cute boy named Eddie Munson to come and taste my other set of lips.” You slip off your panties and toss them on the floor.
He crawls over to you and he moves your skirt up, letting the cool air of the trailer caress your slit.
“You have no idea how happy I am to be doing this, Hollywood.” He yanks you close to him and he spreads your legs wide. As he looks up at you, you look down biting your lip. He takes the tip of his tongue and he spreads your lips apart.
Causing a soft moan to escape your lips. You watch as he slides two fingers into your greedy cunt and he flicks his tongue fast across your clit.
“Fuck…you do like eating pussy.” You moan out as you buck your hips a little. “Mmm mostly your pussy.” He sucks your clit and does a come here motion inside of you. Your thighs start to lift up off of the bed but he pins them down with his elbows.
You watch as his eyes close and he opens his mouth, letting it cover your pussy. He flicks his tongue up and down your slit and his tongue finds a way inside of you. Your pussy clenches around his tongue and he slurp causing your toes to curl.
“Shit, shit, shit. Eddie don’t stop I’m almost there.” You groan as your thighs shake. He shakes his tongue and whines up sucking on your clit hungrily. You find your hands grabbing at his hair fucking his face as groan out a mass of swear words.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!” You throw your head back as he inserts his finger back inside of you finding your favorite spot and rubbing it. Your body bursts into a fit of spasms as you squirt in Eddie’s mouth.
He moans and continues to suck. “Stop! Stop! Stoooop!” You yell out as he keeps sucking and flicking his greedy tongue against your extremely sensitive slit.
He gives one last suck and he releases you. He looks up and he kisses your clit causing you to jerk away from him. Eddie smiles and he sits up on his elbows.
“I’ve never made a girl squirt in my mouth before, that? That was interesting.” He says with a triumphant smile. You smooth your skirt down and sit up breathing in slowly.
“Well congratulations, pretty boy. You just became my favorite person. Now what are we going to do about this?” You get up and touch Eddie’s bulge causing him to shiver.
“Please tell me you love sucking dick, Hollywood?” He asks as he pulls you in for a kiss. You nod kissing him and biting his bottom lip. “I do, I really do. And do you know what else I love, pretty boy?”
“What?” He asks as he leans in and kisses your neck. “I love the thought of you coming in my mouth and then fucking the cum down my throat.”
He groans into your neck and then looks at you, getting ready to unbutton his jeans. “Oh I plan on it.” You stop him and he looks confused.
“Unfortunately, I need to get home in twenty minutes for my curfew.”
“Tell me you’re joking right now?” He whimpers. You give a little pout and shake your head. “I wish I were. But think of it this way, you’re definitely guaranteed a second date. But just so you don’t feel like I’m a terrible person, I left my panties for you to use later. I figure you’re tired of jerking off to magazines. Just make sure you use extra lotion.” You say as you bop his nose. He narrows his eyes at you then. “You know you’re a real fucking tease, Hollywood.”
You kiss his cheek and stand up. “That’s what all the guys tell me, pretty boy.” You say over your shoulder…
