♡ CAUGHT IN THE ACT ♡ [E.M]
━━━━ PARING ! eddie munson x dom!reader
━━━━ SYNOPSIS ! eddie goes over to your house and masturbates using your panties. you catch him and to eddie's surprise, you react way differently than he expected...
━━━━ INCLUDES ! pervert!eddie, sub!eddie, dom!reader, vaginal sex, hand job, creampie, lots of talk of cum, panty kink, plot but lots of smut, descriptive sex, smut, scent kink, masturbation, walking in on, degradation, edging, dacryphilia, eddie getting ruined, mentions of pegging, eddie has a secret crush on you, masochist!eddie, sadist!reader, some cute fluff at the end.
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A/N: all requests will get done soon. ive been super busy with life so i don't write as much. side note, the gif i picked for eddie is so hot omg
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Eddie knew what he is currently doing is wrong on so many levels. You've been his best friend for literal years, yet he couldn't stop the way his heartbeat faster and ached for your touch whenever you were near him. Though he gave the impression of confidence and never afraid to yell his feelings to the world but when it came to you, He just couldn't find the courage to tell you how he really felt about you. He didn't want to ruin years of friendship just because he had a major crush on you.
He settled for stealing your panties and sniffing them while he thrusts up into his closed fist, eyes rolling back painfully like a ravenous animal. Eddie made excuses for wanting to go in your bedroom so he could steal a pair of your panties. You thought nothing of it because how could you know of the dirty reasons behind Eddie's motives.
He remembered the day when you called to him from in the bathroom to grab the pile of clothes from off your dresser. He was already nervous and uncomfortably hard being in your room while you were in the shower completely naked. He had to think of the most unattractive scenarios to make his cock go limp but the thoughts of you lathering soap onto your soaking wet body prevented that.
Taking a deep breath and attempting ignore inappropriate thoughts, he moved closer to the dresser to grab the pile of clothes before stopping dead in his tracks. On the dresser, there was a neatly stacked pile of clothes with lacy bright pink underwear peaking in the mix. Even after being friends with you for years, Eddie has never seen your underwear before. The closest he's ever gotten to that was seeing you like that was when you wore in a big t-shirt that barely went up to your knees.
Without even thinking he grabbed the garment from the pile and brought it up to his nose. Like a pervert, he quietly let out a moan in the panties as he caught a whiff of your sweet aroma. The panties smelled of cotton candy and you. On the accessions he'd been able to smell you, you'd always smell lovely. He sometimes made-up excuses to be around you just to smell you. Being able to smell your scent did nothing to stop his hard-on.
With one last whiff he quickly stuffed the panties into his jean pocket and opened a few dressers to find a different pair of underwear for you. He bit his lip as he found an array of multicolored panties, all different styles. He had to restrain himself from grabbing all the panties and attempting to stuff them into his pockets. He grabbed a random pair of panties and prayed that you wouldn't notice the change in underwear style and possibly question him.
As if nothing ever happened, Eddie knocked on the door and you opened it a crack so he could slip the pile into your damp hands. Eddie could smell the fumes of your favorite shampoo rafting throughout the fogging bathroom.
That night he ejaculated the hardest he ever did in his life.
However, many times he debated with himself to put your panties down and throw them away, he just couldn't bring himself to it. You just smelled so perfect and sweet he couldn't get you out of his head. It was his dirty secret.
He wondered what you'd think if you saw him using your panties while masturbating...
Would you call him a disgusting pervert and stop being his friend? Find his actions flattering and fuck him while you made fun of him for taking your panties? He'd let you do anything you wanted to him. Slap him, call him degrading names, make him your bitch, fuck his ass until he begged you to stop, he didn't care. All he wanted was to be yours and only yours. He wanted to be marked up by you.
He thought of different filthy scenarios about how you'd treat him if you found out about what he's been up to while he wrapped your frilly pink panties around his cock. He arched his back while he moaned as he applied more pressure to his hard cock, pretending it was you gripping his dick so tight. He fucked up into his fist, hoping and praying you'd soon be the one to fuck him.
He laid in your bed, thrusting his hips into his tight fist, eyes rolling back painfully while his toes curled. He was aware he was pushing his luck, pumping his cock in your own bed while you ran a quick errand. At any moment you could come barging in your room only to find Eddie splayed out on your mattress while he sniffed at your panties before returning them back to his manhood.
While that thought should've made him jump out of the bed, it only made Eddie pump himself faster and squeeze himself harder. Your bed creaked loudly, threatening to break, as his hand moved vigorously, panties still wrapped around his dick.
As the minutes dwelled on, he could feel himself get closer to sweet release. He let out a series of low groans and curses before his whole body stilled, violently shuddering.
Almost at perfect timing, the bedroom door flung open in the middle of Eddie's intense orgasm. Instead of tucking himself back in his pants he kept pumping at his cock, aware of that you stood in the doorway, face probably in shock or pure horror. He should've stopped but he just couldn't. The feeling felt too good. At this point there was no going back.
He squeezed his eyes shut as thick spurts of his seed spilled onto his closed fist and your panties, coating them almost completely. He lay boneless on the bed, still recovering from the energy taxing orgasm. His heartbeat so in his chest. He was afraid to look at you and see your face.
Finally, he sat up to look at you, very aware of his nakedness and the weirdness of the situation, "I-I can explain-" he tried to say but was cut off.
"You like using my panties for your own pleasure Eddie?" you asked calmly. You had your hands on your hips, eyebrow raised, waiting for him to reply. Eddie's eyebrows practically raised to his hairline at how serene and calm you looked. The masochist part of him wanted you to get mad at him. Make him feel bad for his actions. Degrade him till he cried and pleaded. He knew he could take anything you gave him.
"I... I'm sorry," he stuttered, quickly tucking himself back into his pants. He knew that was a lame apology. How can you apologize for using your best friend's panties for masturbation? He didn't know what to tell you.
You didn't acknowledge his apology, just walked over to him. He made a move to get up, but you pushed him down on his back once you were near. He went all bug eyed when you pushed him down, a boner threatening to arise at the sudden contact. All too soon you moved your hand away from him.
"How did it feel to use my panties? Did you like getting off on my bed while I was gone?" you asked, face and voice void of emotion. Eddie gulped and avoided eye contact with you. He knew if he looked at you, he'd feel like a bug under your gaze. He didn't know if he wanted to answer that question. He thought maybe he could lie but you'd probably notice, so he decided against lying to you. There was no way to avoid the question. Swallowing down the lump in his throat, he finally answered your question.
"I- I liked it..." Eddie admitted slowly. He glanced at you, still feeling the pressure of your hand on his chest. He couldn't tell if you were happy or mad by his admission. He hoped you were both, if that was even possible.
"You came hard," you commented after a moment, full blown amusement on your previously expressionless face. This surprised Eddie because he didn't think you'd be amused by him using your panties for his own gratification.
You gave him a small but devious smirk as you once again put a hand on his chest. But this time you didn't stop moving it. You traveled to his abdomen, hand massaging his soft abs through his shirt. Eddie bit his lips hard to contain a loud moan from slipping through his lips. He had no idea what you were going with this, but he enjoyed it.
"Does that feel good?" you asked, gaze cast down to the place you were moving your hand. Eddie was pretty sure you already knew the answer. Judging by the way his cock was noticeably standing up in his pants.
Eddie nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, it feels good. Please...touch my cock," he was so starved for your touch, but he needed more. He yearned for you to touch his needy cock. You chuckled and moved your hand completely away from his body. Before Eddie could start whining and begging for you to touch him, you put your hand directly on his bulge and gave it a squeeze.
He gasped as you rubbed him, first going slow then fast. Eddie considered himself in heaven when you moved your hand in his pants and underwear. You were finally touching his cock. He could almost cry in relief. He was so fucking hard and needy for you. Your fingers ghosted over his small patch of pubes before groping his shaft, giving him an experimental pump.
"Fuck yes, please keep touching my cock like that!" Eddie couldn't contain himself any longer. You were making him feel so good. Pride and embarrassment be damned.
You looked over to him, "You really are a filthy slut," you smirked at his needy behavior. Eddie's eyes rolled back at your words combined with your hand pumping at his leaking cock. You moved his cock out of his pants and pushed his pants to his ankles before they fell to the floor. He leaned on his elbows and quickly rid himself of his constricting shirt. Now fully naked and exposed, the air hit his cock, making Eddie hiss and whimper at the sensation.
While pumping your hand up and down his long and thick shaft, you circled his weeping tip, inciting a low moan from the vulnerable man below you. He thrust his cock in your grip for more pleasure only for his cock to be harshly hit by you. He whimpered at the sudden feeling.
"Don't be so greedy," you scolded him. Eddie quickly mumbled out an apology, still recovering from your hand moving up and down his poor cock. Truth be told, he was acting greedy and desperate. It took all of him to not push his hips into your grip.
Gradually, your hand sped up. Sinful noises came out of his open mouth, tears pricking in the corner of his eyes while his eyes rolled back once more at the sense of pure euphoria you made him feel. He felt so overwhelmed and weak, but he loved it all the same.
Your unpreoccupied hand squeezed and fondled his balls while your other hand circled his wet tip and pumped at his rock-solid cock in earnest. He thrashed and moaned under you while you edged him closer and closer to a world-shattering orgasm. You kept circling his bundle of nerves, enjoying the way his red tip spurts out pre-cum down his veiny cock.
"Needa cum s'bad, please let me cum," Eddie begged you pathetically, tears threatening to spill down his flushed red cheeks.
"You really want to cum that bad, huh? After you used my panties for your filthy desires. Why should you get to cum?" you asked him with feign curiosity, hand not stopping your furious pumping. You knew he needed to cum, his dick twitching wildly in your hand, proving that point. It was just his luck that you were feeling generous, even after Eddie got off on your bed like a deprived whore.
"I'm really sorry, please, I need to cum s'bad. I feel like I'm gonna explode~" Eddie cried out and arched his back off the bed, sweat pooling down his face, hairs sticking to his forehead. He looked ravishing, all cross eyed and desperate to cum all over himself for you. He wanted you to see what you were doing to him. How you made him feel.
But you didn't stop your fast pace on his cock. In fact, you sped up. He quickly realized you weren't going to let him cum when you wanted so he once again pleaded. He whimpered, whined, sobbed, and squirmed under your tight and unforgiving grip on his most sensitive parts. Disgusting squelching noises could be heard throughout the room along with pleas and moans. Eddie's deep but silky voice echoed in the room, voice rising gradually as the stimulation became too much for him.
"Need to cum for you, please let me fucking cum for you, it hurts s'bad, can't-shit- hold it any longer, nghhh~" he grits his teeth, hands gripping tightly at the sheets on either side of him. His hips twitched, aching to fuck up into your hand and spurt his hot semen on your fist and himself.
"Look at you, so desperate to make a mess all over yourself like the perverted whore that you are," you degraded him, relishing in Eddie's loud groans and pleas for you to have mercy on him. You lightly hit his balls that hung low and spat on the head of his dick, using it as lube- though his cock was already slick.
"Yes, fuck yes, m'so desperate for you. Wanna cum all over myself for you!" he once again cried out, tears now pouring from his dark eyes and running down his cheeks. He looked submissive and completely ruined by you. He repeated your name like a prayer, pink tongue lolling out of his mouth. He basically melted in your hand.
Finally answering his vocal prayers, you spoke the words he's been begging to hear: "Cum for me Eddie, give me all of you," you encouraged him, making sure to never cease your strong strokes to his hard and weeping dick. Almost on command, his face screwed up and whole body instantly stilled while his mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure. His balls drew up as ropes of fresh and hot seed shot out of his dick. Shock waves of pleasure went throughout his body, making him shake. During his powerful orgasm, he shudders and cries, body starting to go numb, eyes rolling back as you fucked him through his orgasm, giving him strong and lazy strokes to drag out his already search shattering orgasm.
You wanted him to feel so good he could nearly pass out from the pleasure he felt. He looked so pretty and submissive, you wanted to ruin him. Make him your personal slut and fuck toy who obeys your every whim. You had no shame whatsoever. You continued to squeeze and pump at his cock till he was completely spent and empty of cum to give. His whole chest up to his neck was littered with spurts of ejaculation.
He breathed heavily and hissed once you removed your hand from his softening cock.
"I'm not done with you yet," you spoke after a few minutes of Eddie still recovering from the orgasm you gave him. You were fully naked. He didn't even notice you had removed your clothes because he was in such a daze after his orgasm. He also failed to notice you crawling on his chest, panties in hand, as you made your place sitting above his soft cock.
He removed his elbows that were covering his face and looked at you through dazed eyes. He yelped in surprise when he opened his mouth to speak, you shoved your panties into his mouth. He groaned once he tasted your slick on the lacy cloth.
"There you go, so perfect for me," you pat his red cheeks, eyes looking at him with adoration. Eddie couldn't help but preen at the ounce of praise you gave him. His heart raced while his dick slowly came back to life, "I figured since you love my panties so much why don't I stuff them in your filthy mouth," you added with a giggle.
"Do you want to fuck my pussy, you little pervert?" you tilted your head, looking down at him. He quickly nodded, hair shaking wildly as he moved his head eagerly in conformation, "Are you gonna be a good boy and make me cum all over your dick?" you hummed in question.
This time Eddie nodded with more enthusiasm. He said something but his speech was muffled from the panties occupying his mouth. Satisfied with his response, you lifted yourself off his chest and grabbed his half hard dick and lined him up to your soaking entrance. You slowly lowered yourself onto his dick, moaning as his dick started to fill you up. Eddie groaned once your throbbing heat engulfed his cock.
His dick felt perfect in your pink walls, you clenched and unclenched around him. You didn't move, much to Eddie's chagrin, but adjust yourself slightly, giving him an ounce of pleasure that he was grateful for.
Keeping your emotions in check, you spoke, "If you want to cum, your gonna have to use your cock to make me cum first. I give you permission to touch me, slut," Eddie immediately grabbed your hips and thrust up into your tight heat. You bit your lip to stop from crying out as he savagely drove his cock in and out of your sopping pussy. He grunted and moaned as he did his best to make you cum quick. And he was doing a good job at it.
Soon enough he found your sweet spot and Jack hammered his cock to your g-spot. You moaned as he repeatedly hit your sweet spot, your eyes rolled back. Eddie's dick throbbed and shook inside of you while wet slapping noises traveled in the room as the man below you drove you closer to an orgasm. You moved your hand down to you pussy and flicked your clit. He gripped your hips so tight, holding you in place while he pounds you into oblivion.
"Fuck, just like that, fuck my pussy just like that Eddie!" your thighs and body shook as you furiously rubbed at your clit meanwhile Eddie fucked you pounded you so well. Who knew your best friend could fuck so good?
Almost too soon, you felt yourself orgasm, juices squirting down Eddie's long shaft, while you close your eyes, and your mouth drops open as you shake. Just like you did to him, he fucked you through your orgasm, grip on your waist loosening but pace never faltering. You could hear Eddie moan and feel him shoot his sperm into your pussy. He fills your womb as you both come down from an orgasm. You remove the panties from his mouth and slowly lift yourself off of him. You move to lay besides him and rest your head on his chest.
For some time neither of you said anything. You two were comfortable in the silence and feel of each other. Eddie didn't want to say anything, but a question remained in his mind.
"Are we...still friends?" he looks at you and asks, nervous all over again. He was afraid that you'd never speak to him after everything. Noticing his nervousness, you smile at him. A light blush spread across his cheeks.
"I'd say we're a little bit more than friends, don't you think?" you laughed. He smiled back at you, cute dimples on his cheeks.