the goddamn gap!

It was a hot day in Hawkins. Not the kind of hot where the sun was blaring down, making the pavement burning hot to the touch. The kind of hot where the air felt heavy, making your skin sticky after being outside for only a few minutes.

You had convinced Eddie it would be best to spend the day indoors, not wanting to spend the day covered in your own sweat.

So there you were, laying on your stomach on his bed. You were contently reading a book for your English class, eyes focused on nothing but the words on the old wrinkled pages in front of you.

Eddie sat across his room from you, tuning the strings of his guitar. He quickly grew uninterested in his prized possession, his eyes making their way back to your figure more and more often.

He felt like a little guilty for how much the sight in front of him was turning him on. Though he wasn’t to blame entirely. It wasn’t like he got himself worked up on purpose.

Maybe it was the way you looked on the drive from your place to his. Window rolled down completely, your head thrown back against it as you let the warm breeze wash over you.

The small tank top you wore did little to cover you. The thin material was nearly see through against your skin, your nipples poking through making it impossibly hard to keep his eyes on the road.

He had the mind to blame in on the way you sweetly begged him to stop for ice cream. The way you looked up at him through your eyelashes while angelically muttering,

“Please, Eddie..it would make me feel so much better. We can even share one..”

He playfully rolled his eyes as he agreed, pulling into a small drive in. You happily took his hand in yours, leaning up to kiss his cheek, thanking him as you waited patiently for your sweet treat.

It would be well reasonable to blame the burning sensations he was having on how you looked at him while eating the cold snack.

Licking up one side of slowly before handing it to him, licking your lips as you waited for him to take his bite. The soft hums of content that left you as you swallowed it down were like music to Eddie’s ears.

When the ice cream dripped down onto his hand you were quick to grab him, licking the sticky sweetness from his pale skin. Eddie was tempted to take you in the backseat right then and there, but found it in himself to let you enjoy what you wanted so bad.

Eddie blinked quickly as he snapped back to reality.

The reality being you on his bed in only that skimpy little piece of fabric you called a tank top and a little pair of panties.

Even in the coolness of his room, Eddie felt like he was on fire. Cock twitching in his boxers as he watched you smile at whatever you just read, hand moving up to subtly cover your soft lips.

Carefully placing his guitar back up, he walked over to you. He hovered over top of you, resting his chest against your back comfortably.

You tilted your head up at him, barely looking at him before he tilted it back for you. You felt his warm breath against your ear, a series of goosebumps making the hairs rise all over your body.

“Keep reading your little book, sweetheart.” His voice was a hot whisper, “Don’t mind me.”

As his thick arms pressed into the mattress beside you, confusion taking over your previously clear mind. Deciding to not pay much thought to it you kept reading.

Your body froze as you were turning a page, the feeling of Eddie’s hips pressing into your ass ever so lightly flooded your mind.

You could feel his hard length clearly through the thin material of your panties. Part of you wondered if it was an accident, but the logical part of you, the part that knew Eddie too well had an idea of what was going on.

There was no movement for a few seconds, making you wonder if he was actually just adjusting himself. His hips pushed into you again, much harder this time, making your teeth sink into your bottom lip and stay there.

“Eddie..” You whined, the sound of your voice coming out more pathetic than you anticipated.

He rutted his hips against you again, dragging his length along your ass.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He mocks the sound of your voice, whispering right in your ear. His hips finding a gentle rhythm against the black cotton.

“You’re being naughty..” You mumble, eyes closing at the feeling of slick growing between your thighs.

He chuckles deeply, before murmuring, “Me? Being naughty? Never, sweetheart.”

You toy with a page in your book, fingers bending the page back and forth as Eddie confidently rocks his hips into your behind. You can feel his cock twitching against your ass making you desperate to be touched in any kind of way.

Eddie groans in your ear, it’s throaty and dirty, his hands now grip the sheets beside you. His knuckles slowly get paler as he grips them, his breathing picking up.

You let out a soft whimper, moving your hand on top of Eddie’s as you whine.

Eddie smirks to himself, intertwining your fingers as his hips speed up.

“Such an innocent little thing, letting me use her while she reads her book like a good girl.” He says darkly, his strokes becoming deeper and longer.

You close your eyes, leaning your head back against his shoulder. His moans get closer together, his breathing quickening as the familiar small groans of “I’m gonna cum” fill your ears.

His hips stutter as you feel a warmth pressing against you, his body weight resting on you more as he pants gently. He tilts your head to look at him before he kisses your face lightly.”

“E-Eddie!” You smile through giggles, he pulls away as he smiles at you.

“Sweetheart.” He laughs softly, carefully removing his body from yours.

You quickly move so you’re sitting on your knees before shyly whispering,