eddie munson brainrot

‼️TW‼️ this chapter has explicit mentions of r*pe, please proceed with caution

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/103574721

chapter 10 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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”And to add on top of that, she came home looking scared and this morning… she woke up with a bruise on her shoulder.”

That was news to Eddie, “Wh-What?”

”Yeah, she told me all about what you did to her.” 

Eddie was at a loss, “She really… she really said that?” 

“Yeah. She did.”

For a few brief moments, Eddie stood there, opening and closing his mouth as if searching for something to say.

“D-Dude, I don’t know what she told you, but I… I swear I didn’t lay a finger in her. I-I swear to God I—.”

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/102314220

chapter 9 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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“Wow…” Dustin murmured. “Seriously? I mean, I thought it was weird how you said you were friends with her—.”

”He was friends with her?” All three other boys exclaimed.

”To clear things up,” Eddie said in a voice louder than anyone else’s. “Yes, we are friends; buddies, even. And yes, it sounds unfathomable, but Y/N’s a cool person - so cool.” 

The eight pairs of eyes all exchanged glances after Eddie spoke.

” ‘Ooh, let me feel your heartbeat’.” Gareth sang, hopping off the table he was sitting on.

”What—?”

” ‘Grow faster, faster’.” 

” ‘Ooh, ooh, can you feel my love heat?’ “

bloodhound x f! reader x fuse ♡ (NSFW)

❝Babe, pick a night to come out and play .If it's alright, what do you say? Merrier the more, triple fun that way.❞

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Or Bloodhound is particularly ruthless on you in the Games today. So, you shamelessly flirt with Fuse to spite them.

It works, but not without punishment.

threesome (f/f/m), amab bloodhound, skull-fucking, spitroasting, vaginal fingering, choking, hair-pulling, come-swallowing, french kissing, multplie orgasms, semi-public sex, spanking

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40718025

repost because my dumbass accidentally deleted this while i was tryna edit it 😭

Your lungs felt as though they were to explode as you ran through Fragment West, clutching your Alternator which only had twenty-five rounds left.

Today was “Duos-Day”, you had been paired with Lifeline, but she was long gone.

It was just you now, and for some godforsaken reason, Bloodhound was out for your head.

Perhaps it was due to you to shamelessly teasing them on the dropship, but you didn’t expect them to be this ruthless. 

You had found yourself a comfortable little rat spot to heal up in the nearest building, counting the seconds as you heard a plethora of footsteps cascade around you.

You tried to listen to the heavy sound of Bloodhound’s boots. Being in the Games as long as you were, you’ve learned to differentiate most legend’s footsteps.

Revenant, Ash, Pathfinder, and Octane were the easiest as they all had robotic legs - though, they were difficult to tell apart from each other.

Loba, of course had her heals. Larger legends such as Gibraltar and Caustic had heavier footsteps. Being the tiniest legend, Wraith was at the opposite end with quite gentle, soft footsteps; and Horizon had no sound to her steps at all.

Mirage tended to stomp around a lot due to his clones and his general clumsiness. Then, there were those like Lifeline, Wattson, or Crypto who didn’t have a specific sound to their steps.

Now, Bloodhound’s were quite heavy, not the kind of heavy like Gibraltar or Caustic, just their boots having this specific sound. Sometimes, it sounded similar to Maggie, but Maggie recklessly ran a lot more than Bloodhound who took careful steps.

It was still hard to tell, especially in tense situations such as these but you tried your best.

Click clack click clack.

Loba was near.

The sound of jetpacks… Valkyrie must be with her. Was that the sound of a smoke launcher? Oh God, Bangalore was a pain to deal with.

Soom enough, the obnoxiously loud sound of Revenant’s death totem and Octane’s jump pad were heard then a wild flurry of shooting.

You were a bit relieved as that meant you could take more time to heal, loot, and potentially get away.

Then, all your hopes were crushed in an instant when the terrifying sound of Bloodhound’s scan filled your ears.

Shit! You were immediately on your feet, not caring about the party happening upstairs as you ran out of that building like some desperate, wild animal.

To make your terror worse, Bloodhound let out their blood curdling battle scream, now undoubtedly in Beast Mode.

Shit, shit, shit, shit! Using their ult just for me? They must be pissed as hell! You felt as though you were to cry.

Their breathing drew closer and closer, you knew you were only able to outrun them so much.

It was only a matter of minutes until they caught up with you, landing a clean headshot to break your armour and send you tumbling to your knees in pain.

”Fuck!” You shouted, clutching the spot where they had hit.

”Seems like I have finally found you, bráõ mína. How difficult you have been…” 

You laughed nervously, giving the hunter your best pleading eyes.

”Bloodhound, listen—.”

Bloodhound placed their gun, a rather intimidating Wingman under your chin.

You gulped, “Um… I’m sorry, okay? I-I didn’t mean harm by teasing you…” 

“You were misbehaving, Y/N. I cannot forgive you for that.” Bloodhound tilted your head upwards with the gun.

Gods, they were terrifyingly hot.

“How about… in exchange for you not blowing my brains out right now, we… go into that building and I could, y’know…” 

You couldn’t read Bloodhound’s expression or body language with the mask and their still form, but you assumed - or hoped - they were thinking about it. 

“I know you’re still hot and bothered from the dropship! I could suck your cock or we could just fuck! I’ll allow you to do it with no condom…” You offered.

”How tempting,” Bloodhound said. “However, punishment is due. See you in. bit, bràõ mína.” 

Before you could say anything, Bloodhound pulled the trigger and down you went.

You had woken up in the respawn room along with the rest of the eliminated legends. They said their usual words of “good try” and “oh, you were so close”. 

A finishing blow with the Wingman was always brutal as it left the spot stinging for ages, even if it wasn’t technically real.

And of course, Bloodhound won. Usually, you’d be happy for them, but all you could think about was how to get back at them.

It was at the after party when you got a mischievous idea. 

You would probably come to regret this.

Walter Fitzroy, better known as “Fuse” was drinking away, having a jolly old time.

He was old. Very old. Old yet so, so attractive. He had this natural sexiness to him, the forbidden kind with his age. Oh, but you knew he was experienced…

So, with confidence in your stride, you sat down next to him.

Fuse looked pleasantly surprised, “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

”Oh, I don’t know… just wanted to congratulate you for second place.”

”Hah, well thanks. I would congratulate you too, but…”

You cringed at the thought, at your utter failure, “Bloodhound can be ruthlessly terrifying when they want to be.”

”Tell me ‘bout it. I thought our friendship would soften ‘em up a lil! But Houndy is Houndy.”

“Yep…” You saw Fuse’s hand sitting on the table. “Off topic, but your hands are huge.” You gently grab it with both of yours.

Fuse chuckled, “Ya flirtin’ with me, girlie?”

You shook your head and gave him wide, doe eyes, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…” You slide your hand up his muscular arm.

”I might be an old dog, but I ain’t dumb, sweetheart. Now, what’s a fine young lady like yourself flirtin’ with old man Fusey for? Don’t ya already have Houndy?”

You gestured for him to get closer, Fuse did so as he took another swig.

”Bloodhound did me wrong in the Games today, so I want payback.” You whispered.

”Ya cheeky girl, an’ here I was thinkin’ you were innocent!” Fuse laughed. “Fine, I’ll help ya with this.”

”You will?” You were surprised.

”Why not?” Fuse said as he slung his arm around you.

Your heart skipped a beat, “What do you always say? ‘Cheers very much?’ “

Fuse laughed aloud then whispered, “Don’t look now, but Houndy’s got their eyes on ya,” Into your ear. “Wanna drink, sweetie?”

”But, didn’t your lips touch—.”

Fuse winked at you, and your heart skipped a beat again.

Carefully, you took the beer bottle with both hands and put it to your lips. You didn’t taste anything but the usual alcohol, but the mere thought of an indirect kiss had your heart pounding.

“Taste good?” Gods, his voice was so rough, so scratchy.

”Yes,” You said as you leaned back on his arm. “How’s Bloodhound looking?”

”Well I don’t have the power to see through that damned mask of theirs, but they’ve been staring daggers towards this direction.”

”Mission accomplished,” You said. I wonder how far I can push them… 

Just then, a mischievous idea came into your mind, “Well, I’ll be heading out now.” You started to get up.

Fuse took his arm off you, “Right then, I’m happy to—.”

You planted a quick kids on his cheek which at a certain angle - the angle Bloodhound was watching you like a hawk from - it looked like one on the lips. 

“See you.” You stood, patting the old man on the shoulder. 

You looked towards Bloodhound’s direction and boldly strode towards them. They were standing there, arms crossed and wearing a black turtleneck which hugged their body magnificently.

They grabbed your arm, “Was that to spite me?” Their accent and rough tome of voice was enough to make you melt.

You kept your calm however, “Maybe…”

”You even kissed Walter.”

”On the cheek.”

”That is not how it looked like to me.”

“Well, that’s what it was.”

Their face was covered, but you knew you were getting under their skin. 

“Come with me.” Bloodhound grabbed you harshly by the wrist and dragged you off.

Your heart raced with excitement. Bloodhound’s jealousy, even possessiveness was incredibly arousing. Scary, but arousing.

They slammed you against the wall, keeping their masked face just inches from yours. Their knee snuck its way between your legs, having easy access to your panties as you were wearing a skirt. 

“What’re you gonna do to me, Hound?”

“If you wish to behave as a toy, then I shall treat you as such, hóra.”

You wrapped your arms around their broad shoulders, “Come on then.” You kissed the intricate mouthpiece to their mask.

Bloodhound pulled you back by your hair then shoved you onto your knees with such force you winced slightly.

They ran their fingers through your hair before grabbing it so your scalp burned and pushed it towards their crotch.

”You know what to do,” They urged your head forward. Your hands went upwards, about to pull their pants down, but they stopped you. “Nei, ástin mín, no hands.”

Oh, come on… You put your hands behind your back and lean in, taking the worn, bronze metal within your teeth.

You struggled slightly, of course, but get it down eventually as you are used to Bloodhound’s sadism. When you finished, Bloodhound pat you on the head before they pulled their pants down.

When they were in their black briefs, you used your hands to pull out their cock.

Bloodhound had quite a length to their cock. It wasn’t overly big, but definitely not small, either. There were veins pulsating through it and a trimmed bush of hair above.

You wrap your lips around their tip, Bloodhound groaned slightly as they put their hand behind your head and slowly push their cock down your throat.

”Breathe, elskan, breathe.” They urged, you did as told.

They kept pushing your head until their entire cock was sheathed inside your throat. 

“Are you able to continue? Because I will not be gentle.”

You nodded, Bloodhound hummed in response as they slowly guided your head off their cock before slamming it in ruthlessly.

You made a loud, strained noise as their cock hit the back of your throat.

“Guõ minn góõur, ástin mín.” Bloodhound threw their head back and held you in place.

To tease them ever so slightly, you hummed so that gentle vibrations shot up their cock.

Bloodhound groaned as they moved your head, using your mouth as if it were a toy.

At least they kept their word… You thought aimlessly. Bloodhound didn’t let you rest for a moment as they constantly had their cock sliding in and out of your mouth.

You knew they were getting close when their grip on your hair grew particularly hard, holding it in a ponytail. 

They finally came in your mouth with one, final thrust. 

“Swallow everything,” They said, you nodded with slightly teary eyes. “See what happens if you even waste a drop.”

Their dick finally pulled out of your mouth, you kept it firmly shut, however as you waited for their command.

”Good girl, so obedient for my order,” Bloodhound praised, they put their thumb on your chin and slowly opened it. “What a sight it is to see you on your knees, my love. I wonder what the sponsors and fans would think if they saw you this way.”

They slowly slid their thumb down, just enough for you to gag as you tried your best not to swallow. 

Even with their mask, you knew they were thoroughly enjoying this. You could practically see their scarred lips twist into a smirk.

”Swallow.” 

You did as told, but Bloodhound’s thumb still semi-gagging you made you slip up and choke. You only managed to swallow a bit as you coughed the rest out.

Shit.

Bloodhound knelt in front of you, “Now what did I say about swallowing, elskan?”

You gulped, It was your fault! You tripped me up! You wanted to say. “Um—.”

”Stand.” They said, but ended up forcing you, anyway.

They lifted your dress, exposing your panties for their greedy eyes. You tried to cover yourself out of instinct, but Bloodhound slapped you.

”Hands up.” Bloodhound said, you complied with stars practically in your eyes.

Their fingers pulled on the waistband, before pulling them down. Instead of fingering you or pleasuring your pussy, however, they flipped you around so your ass was on display for them.

Bloodhound got close enough so that you could hear their laboured breathing through the mask.

”Count to fifteen.” They said before smacking your ass.

”Ah!” You grunted. “O-One… fuck…”

With each slap, both Bloodhound’s strength and the red mark where their hand had made contact grew. 

At number ten, you had begun to cry, “Eleven…” You whined, cheek pressing up against the wall.

”Is it too much?” It was supposed to be sympathetic, but it came off as condescending.

Whatever it was, it was hot. So, you sniffled and shook your head.

”That is what I thought. Do not fret, elskan, we are almost there”

All you could do was sniffle again.

Before Bloodhound could continue, the door swung open and in came a booming, heavily accented voice.

”Aye, you kids gotta hurry back, the others are startin’ to wonder-,” It had took Fuse a whopping ten seconds before he saw the scene and nearly dropped the bottle in his hand. “My word.” 

“Walter.” Bloodhound greeted, a bit stunned but calm nonetheless.

”Fuse!” You were a lot more surprised.

”Awe, geez, my bad, I’ll just—.”

”No,” Bloodhound said, leaving both you and Fuse surprised. “Stay for a moment, Walter.”

”Hound..?” You whisper, looking up at their eyes - or what you presumed to be their eyes.

Fuse was also a bit skeptical, but wandered over regardless. You could tell he was trying not to stare at your bare ass and keep his eye solely on Bloodhound.

”So, uh… Houndy! What… what uh, can I do ya for?”

”I have a favour, actually, Walter. As my good friend.”

”Which is..?”

Bloodhound straightened your back and dragged you over so that you were between them and Fuse.

”Are you free to join us?”

”Join ya?”

”Join us?”

Naturally, the two of you were both equally flabbergasted, but intrigued.

“Is that ‘right with ya, pup?”

You bit your lip in thought. Seriously, a threesome? You didn’t even know Bloodhound would allow such a thing with their possessiveness. 

That wasn’t to say you didn’t want it by any means…

“I wouldn’t be against it…” You said coyly.

”Attagirl,” Fuse said and slapped your ass. “Can I kiss you?” He brushed his thumb over your lips.

”Yes.”

”Houndy?”

“You may.”

”Righto.”

Fuse brought your lips to his, you giggled slightly as his thick moustache tickled your mouth. 

Just like Bloodhound, Fuse put his fingers through your hair, making you stay firmly in place as he deepened the kiss by shoving his tongue in.

As Fuse frenched you, Bloodhound went to work on your pussy. They lifted your dress once more and took off their gloves before rubbing your sensitive clit. 

You yelped, jumping out of Fuse’s arms for a moment before he immediately ground you again, kissing you even harder than before.

Your body was frozen in place, Bloodhound working their fingers into your pussy and Fuse shoving his tongue down your throat. At a certain point, Fuse slipped his metal hand under your bra and pinched one of your nipples.

”Ah!”

”Ah, so you’re sensitive ‘ere, huh, pup?” Fuse pinched it even harder; the sensation and coolness of his metal fingers made another high-pitched moan escape your throat. 

Bloodhound joined in soon after, putting your other nipple between their index and middle finger then twisting it around.

The sensitive jolts of pleasure rushing from your nipples and throughout your body made you even wetter. Bloodhound chuckled lowly.

”You should feel how wet she is, Walter.”

“Don’t mind if I do then.” Fuse used his free hand to join Bloodhound on your pussy.

You gripped Fuse’s shoulders as both legends pried your tight hole open, working in unison to spread it as they thumbed your throbbing clit.

”Ah, ah, oh, fuck…” You breathed, eyes practically rolling to the back of your head.

Wet, squelching noises came from your pussy as their fingers thrusted in and out at the same time - all whilst they rubbed the other parts of your vagina.

Bloodhound put their mouthpiece next to your ear, “Do you feel like coming, Y/N?”

”Oh, God, yes please!” You nearly screamed.

“How badly do you want it?”

”So, so bad, Hound…” You whined.

They just let out a breath of acknowledgment and sped up their fingers, Fuse did the same. 

Finally, you came on both their fingers with a long, drawn out moan as your back arched. Intense, almost mind-numbing pleasure shook your entire body to its core. Your pussy still throbbed from the aftermath of it all as you pathetically clung into both legends for dear life. 

Bloodhound lifted your chin, ”It is our turn now, don’t you think, Walter?”

Fuse chuckled, “Well, I mean, if ya insist, Houndy. Be rude of me if I said no,” He said. “How ‘bout ya, pup?”

”Well…” You breathed. “It’d only be fair, no?”

“Do not worry, we will be gentle.”

They were in fact, not gentle.

You were currently on your hands and knees with Bloodhound in your still sensitive pussy and Fuse with his cock deep down your throat.

“Mmm… ah, ah, ah!” You shamelessly moaned onto Fuse’s cock, eyes rolling to the back of your head - honestly, it was a miracle how nobody had walked in yet.

Then, Fuse suddenly pulled out, and you looked at him in a dazed confusion.

“Wha-.”

Fuse hushed you by grabbing ahold of your neck and force you to look into his eye. He smirked as he saw your struggling face.

”What a lucky ‘lil bastard ya are, Houndy. Can’t believe ya got such a fine catch.”

Bloodhound chuckled to themselves, “She is quite beautiful, yes.” They harshly thrust into you, making your body lurch into Fuse.

“Ey, Houndy, why don’t we… shake things up a bit?”

”Change it? How so?”

Fuse smirked and motioned for Bloodhound to pull out. They did, a wet, lewd noise coming as they did so.

”Right, pup, now I’m gonna have ya lay down on that table,” Fuse said before picking you up bridal style and gently placing you on your back. “Houndy, ya wanna take the front or back?”

”Back.” Bloodhound answered indifferently.

”Righto,” Fuse took his place at your mouth. “Ready, pup?”

Bloodhound also aligned their cock to your dripping pussy.

”Yes…” 

“Good girl.” Fuse ruffled your hair affectionately.

Your face went embarrassingly red, Fuse noticed this and laughed.

”Ya like it when I call you a good girl?” 

You didn’t want to answer, Bloodhound did for you, however.

”It is her favourite pet name.”

”Awe, well ain’t that sweet. Is that why you’re so obedient, pup? ‘Cause you wanna be praised?”

You didn’t answer again, so Fuse put his metal arm around your neck. He didn’t choke you, just kept it there as a threat.

”Y-Yes…”

”Yes what?”

”I… I’m obedient because I want to be called a good girl…” You were blushing like crazy. 

“Ya gonna melt me ol’ heart with how sweet ya are, pup.” Fuse took his arm away and instead rubbed your cheek.

His hand slowly migrated from your red cheek to your mouth where Fuse opened it slightly, exploring the depths before shoving his fingers in. Those thick fingers were soon replaced by his cock reentering you.

On the other end, Bloodhound also easily slipped their cock right back in.

Gods, you felt so full. Both their cocks stretched you so wonderfully, so beautifully.

Bloodhound gripped your hips as they thrusted into you, letting out these guttural groans every time they hit your womb. Fuse opted to use your mouth by pulling it in and out of his cock via your hair - it was almost eerie how he and Bloodhound used such similar techniques.

In the middle of it all, you were an absolute mess. A total disaster.

Tears of either bliss, pleasure, or equal amounts of both fell from your cheeks. 

Being with Bloodhound for as long as you did, they knew the exact spot that would send little yelps out of you every time. Normally, they would only hit it every few thrusts, but today, they hit it spot on every single time.

You could feel every muscle stretching as Bloodhound used your pussy, the lewd sound of skin slapping and squelching filling the room. You would be a loud, moaning mess if Fuse’s cock wasn’t gagging you.

You knew Bloodhound was having a grand time when they begun to ramble in Icelandic.

”Guõ minn góõur elskan, þér líõur svo stórkostlega…” The grip on your hips grew tighter.

Fuse threw his head back and laughed, “Dunno what ya just said, mate, but I feel ya.”

Both legends’ breathing went from slightly laboured to near panting as they drew closer to an orgasm. 

Eventually, Bloodhound pulled out and came all over your stomach, their breathing prominent through the mask.

Fuse on the other hand, stayed and spilled his entire load into your mouth.

You felt his large hand tip your jaw so it remained closed as his cum stayed in your mouth.

”Now I want ya to swallow everythin’, okay?” Fuse said as he let your jaw go.

You nodded and swallowed his load whole before your muscles relaxed from exhaustion.

”Attagirl, I knew you could do it. Ya did so well, don’t ya think so, Houndy?”

”Very well.” Bloodhound panted, slightly leaning against the wall.

They leaned over and helped you sit up. Your pussy still had this intense throb from Bloodhound’s ruthless cock and your mouth still faintly tasted of Fuse’s cum.

Bloodhound undid the mouthpiece to their mask and kissed you. Their lips were quite chapped and their thick scars rubbed against you, but you didn’t mind whatsoever.

You just softly grabbed their cheek and put your tongue into their mouth, they did the same.

Bloodhound was the one who pulled away and gave you one final kiss on the nose before putting their mouthpiece back on.

”Well, ain’t ya two sweet.” Fuse gushed.

”I appreciate your compliment, Walter,” Bloodhound said then offered their hand to you. “Why don’t we rejoin the others?”

You took their hand and hopped off, you immediately fell into their arms as you had underestimated how week your legs were.

”Are you okay, elskan?” 

‼️TW‼️ this chapter has explicit descriptions of physical abuse, please proceed with caution

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/102611802

chapter 8 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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He lunged forward to you, you toppled to him and in the end, the two of you came crashing down together.

It was so cliché it almost hurt - not to mention how embarrassing it was.

You laid there beneath him for a bit, not quite knowing why you didn’t immediately just shoot up; or why he didn’t, either.

You had never been so close to him before, but his core features were unchanged.

Eddie’s doe eyes, his slightly stubbly, chin - no no-doubt sign of trying his best to grow out some facial hair - and the way his messy hair framed his sharp face. 

You didn’t know what Eddie was thinking as he awkwardly laid above you, elbows on both sides of your head, both trying to he comfortable whilst not putting his full bodyweight on you.

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/102314220

chapter 7 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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” ‘Known to live long and are often amused, more curious than greedy. They are a bit snobbish, but known for their mastery of magic and weapons such as swords or bows. They are also known for their renowned, unearthly grace and beauty.’ “ You read aloud.

”Sounds perfect to me.”

”Really?”

”Yep,” Eddie said. “Especially the snobbish part.”

You elbowed him, “Not the ‘unearthly grace and beauty’?” You teased.

”Beauty, maybe, but grace? Nah.”

”I’m a lot more graceful than you, Munson.”

”That’s not fair because the majority of the population is more graceful than me,” Eddie said. “See, while all the other babies were out crawling, drooling, and crying, I was out hot-wiring cars.” 

“Oh, so you’re a criminal. I see.” 

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/101724882

chapter 6 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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Eddie scoffed, “Dislike is a soft way to put it. Remember when everyone thought I was behind those crazy murders and they hunted me like some… some rabid animal?”

You did. Though, you had no part in the matter at all, you were just a scared bystander.

Even so, you still felt the entire down going on a full-blown witch hunt for Eddie’s head fourteenth century style was a bit… much. 

Though, at the same time, you kind of got it. Chrissy Cunningham’s murder was way too conveniently placed and the town had theorized about some greater, satanic being haunting them since the infamous mall fire and the “death” of Will Byers.

“I’m glad your name is cleared now. I just wish the whole town got to see how sweet you are.”

Eddie smiled as he looked at you, “Don’t say that in public, ‘kay? Or else they might accuse me of mind controlling you or some shit.”

”So… why don’t you show them?”

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/101724882

chapter 5 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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“Okay, how ‘bout this,” Billy set his hands onto the table when you didn’t answer. “You do the weed, and I’ll… let you do something. Just name it.”

That caught your attention. However, it still didn’t convince you.

”Billy, please, why can’t you just accept that I don’t want to?” Without even meaning to, you had raised your voice. You clasped your hands over your mouth. “W-Wait, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout. Please don’t get mad, Billy.”

Billy clicked his tongue in response, looking out the window with a baffled face.

”You know, Y/N. I’m only pushing this for you. You know how sad it makes me when I see you missing out at parties? You don’t drink, smoke, do drugs, so most people ignore you - they think you’re boring. I’m trying to save you from that because it hurts to see everyone just brushing you off.” 

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link. https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/101385693

chapter 4 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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And what were you doing during this time?

He didn’t know.

Whatever it was, Eddie knew you were doing something worthwhile. He always did.

The two of you might not have spoken until a few days prior, but you were always at the back of Eddie’s mind. It wasn’t an obsession or anything, he just thought about you from time to time.

He thought about how it’d feel to be the one holding you in his arms or kissing you in the hallways. 

eddie munson x f! reader ♡ (NSFW)

❝Looks so good, yeah looks so sweet; baby you deserve a treat.❞

- Or you and Eddie Munson go to Scoops Ahoy in an attempt beat the heat. Then, Eddie gets some ice cream on his shirt and the two of you go to the back to get him a spare.

Shenanigans ensue when clothes start coming off.

making out, french kissing, table sex, blow jobs, facials, semi-public sex, dorks in love, vaginal sex

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40428471

“Ahoy! Would you folks like to set sail on this- oh, it’s you two.” 

“Wow, thanks for the warm welcome, Harrington.” Eddie said.

Steve rolled his eyes, hands on the counter as he grumbled profanities under his breath. 

“Why must you guys always come here? To rub it in my face that I’m single and you guys are happily skipping off?” 

“That and this is the only decent ice cream parlour - plus, it’s thirty-four degrees outside.” You said.

Steve groaned again, this time louder. He was most definitely frustrated, but you honestly couldn’t take him seriously in that cutesy sailor uniform.

”Nice uniform, dude. Oh, hey, could you say ‘ay, ay, captain!’ for me?” Eddie snorted as he flicked Steve’s little hat - Steve looked ready to take it off and chuck it straight at him.

”Go fuck yourself, man,” He shook his head. “Y’know at least I have a job! What do you do again besides play Dungeons and Dragons with a bunch of pre-teens?”

”Hey! Being a DM is hard work.”

Steve rolled his eyes, “Hard work at what? Being a high school burnout?”

“At least I didn’t peak in high school…” Eddie whispered.

Steve just waved his hands around, “Okay, whatever. Just- what do you want?”

”Glad you asked! I shall have a… dark almond chocolate in a plain waffle cone,” Eddie said before turning to you. “And for my lady?”

”Hmm…” You looked at the ice cream flavours, nothing really caught your attention, so you looked up at the menu. “I’ll have the banana split sundae in a size small - no sprinkles, though. I hate those.”

Steve nodded, “Separate or together?”

”S-.” Eddie was about to say.

”Together.” You quickly said, pulling out your wallet.

Eddie blinked in confusion, “You sure?”

”Yep! Since you drove me here and all.”

”You’re the best.” Eddie kissed your lips, you kissed back.

Steve cleared his throat loudly, “Hey, shitheads!” He snapped his fingers and you and Eddie broke apart. “Kiss later, pay now.”

”Oh, right, how much?”

”Four dollars, seventy-five scents.”

You handed him a five dollar bill, he gave you the change in accordance.

With another depressing sigh, Steve went to work with your orders as you and Eddie stepped to the side.

Eddie leaned against the colourful wallpaper of the parlour as you leaned against him, holding his hands. 

You took one of his hands and brought it to eye level so you could marvel at his rings.

”Your rings are so endlessly fascinating, Eddie.” 

“Why thank you, I’ll tell my uncle.”

You looked at him, slightly shocked, “Your uncle makes these?”

He laughed - oh how you adored that sound, “You kidding? Nah, my uncle just has a collection of ‘em with other miscellaneous jewelry. They’re from his high school days.” 

“That’s still so cool…” It also made sense as they looked a little worn - though, knowing Eddie, it would make sense for him to have gotten these through his several stunts.

“So, what do you wanna do after this?”

”Hmm…” You take a moment to think. Starcourt had been the best thing to happen to the youths of a boring town such as Hawkins - there was so much to explore that you hadn’t even seen everything yet.

There were trendy food chains, trendy clothing, mini arcades, and…

You smirked, “How about…” You take one of your hands and pull your shirt slightly open for Eddie to see your bra. “I hear there’s a store that sells a bunch of… women’s products. You can pick out whatever.” You whispered. 

“Whatever I want..?” Eddie smirked.

”Whatever.” You confirmed.

”My, my, that’s a big responsibility.“

”I trust your judgement,” You said. “Sometimes.”

”Ouch.”

You were about to lean in again before a yell stopped you dead in your tracks 

“Lovebirds! Your ice cream’s done. Eat it quick so I don’t have to see you sucking face in my store.”

”How charming, Harrington,” Eddie went to take his and your order. “Thanks for these, matey.” 

Steve subtly flipped him the bird as Eddie was in the process of grabbing his cone. Except, Steve had let go too early and the ice cream started to fall.

In classic, Eddie fashion, he overreacted by spazzing out and leaping to grab it. He somehow saved it, but not without the chocolate smudging into his shirt.

”Shit!” Eddie exclaimed. It was a Black Sabbath shirt, too.

”Oh, God my bad. I’m sorry,” Steve said. “Uh… there’s some spare shirts in the back. But they’re… Scoops Ahoy uniforms.” Steve said with an awkward smile.

Eddie sighed, clutching the empty cone so tight it started to crumble. 

“And where is the back?” 

“I can help you find it,” You stood with your sundae and took Eddie by his hand - the one not holding the crumbling cone. “It’s really close by, actually.”

”Wait, how do you know where the back is?” Steve asked.

”Three words: Robin, free movies.” You said with a wink before dragging Eddie off. 

Inside the break room, you saw Robin with her feet on the table, reading what seemed to be a music sheet.

”Hey, Ro.” You greeted.

Robin looked up, her eyes shifting from you to Eddie, “Uh… what are you two doing here?”

You pointed to the stain on Eddie’s shirt.

”Ah…” She said before starting to smirk, “Oh, I’m gonna love seeing you in a Scoops Ahoy uniform, Eddie.”

Eddie pinched his temples, “Yeah, thanks.”

”Don’t worry too much, I think you’ll look cute.” You said.

Robin gagged, “Eddie Munson? Cute? No, never. Especially not in a goofy little sailor boy’s outfit.”

“Even if I somehow don’t look like a total idiot, I’m still gonna have to walk around with this- this,” Eddie’s hand flailed to Robin. “That.”

”Hey, I rock this.”

”Anyway, let’s get you out of that before the stain sinks in too much,” You go back to dragging Eddie away. “Bye, Ro!”

The storage where cleaning supplies, spare uniforms, and a random assortment of other items was found in the hallway where you snuck out to watch free movies.

Was it illegal? Most definitely. However, was it worth the thrill and saving money. Absolutely.

Eddie opened the door and took one of the male employee outfits, “Oh, God. I haven’t worn this bright of a colour since…” 

“That Jungle Book class play in third grade where you were the tiger?” 

“How—.”

”Uncle Wayne.”

Eddie groaned, “Should’ve known.”

”Hey, at least you were cute,” You said as you took a scoop of your ice cream. “I think you’ll look adorable with this as well.” 

“Yeah, we’ll see about that.” Eddie said as he began to strip off his shirt.

You watched with bated breath, Eddie’s body always being a sigh for sore eyes - even if you had seen it a million times before. 

The sheer beauty of his slender frame and tattoos never failed to make you blush. Maybe this was weird, but his define collarbones were perhaps one of the most attractive parts about him.

”You’ve seen me asscrack naked a hundred times yet you still blush when you see me shirtless? That’s cute.”

You smacked his pasty arm, “You would do the same if I suddenly took my shirt off.”

”So, why don’t you?”

”Because my shirt is spotless.”

”Well, Y/N, can I ask you something?”

Uh oh, you didn’t like that mischievous tone.

”Well, no, not in particular-.”

Eddie suddenly dipped his finger in your ice cream and spread it onto your shirt. It was a small stain, but definitely noticeable with the bright colour of the vanilla. 

“Eddie!” You set the sundae down before samcking his arm again, he only laughed. “You’re going to be the death of me, I swear to God.”

All he did was put his arms behind his back and press his lips together into a tight, smug smile as you stripped your shirt off.

”Happy now?” 

”Very.”

You rolled your eyes and turned around to search for the female employee uniform as Eddie rustled around behind you. You heard him unbuckling his belt - weird, as only his shirt had been stained.

”Holy, shit, Y/N, look at this!”

When you turned around, you nearly gasped. Eddie had found Steve’s clothes and took it upon himself to wear them.

”Oh, my God…” You emphasized each word out of pure shock.

There he was, standing there in straight blue jeans, tight navy shirt, and a grey, Member’s Only bomber jacket. 

“Do I look like pretty boy Harrington?” Eddie spun and put his hand on his hips, in a way which scarily mimicked Steve.

”Yes, until I get to your face and hair,” You cup his cheeks. “But… I like this better, anyway.” You kissed him.

Eddie wrapped his arms around your waist as he walked backwards until he hit the wall. Entangled within one another, you bite his lip and he opens his mouth happily.

Your tongues wrapped around each other as Eddie’s hands snuck down to your ass where he grabbed it firmly, Eddie slid them around to the front and fumbled with the buttons of your shorts.

”Wait, Eddie,” You push him back. “I don’t think we should have sex while you’re in Steve’s clothes.”

Eddie blinked, “Yeah, yeah. Right, right.” 

You giggled and backed away to watch him strip. As if to tease you, he ever so slowly took his jacket and shirt off, tossing them to the side as he snapped his hips.

”Like my show?” Eddie asked, smirking. 

”Hmm… good, but a bit weird because you’re wearing Steve’s clothes.”

”Fair.” Eddie shrugged and unbuckled Steve’s signature blue jeans.

Now in his underwear, you unknowingly bit your lip. My goodness, was this man simply… gorgeous.

He was so beautifully masculine; his long hair and accessories accentuated his more feminine side, but that slightly hairy chest and thick veins along his arms and hands added a nice duality.

The tattoos which decorated his pale skin also added onto his appeal - them being the first thing you noticed when the two of you had sex for the first time.

“Done ogling me?”

You flinched then blushed, “I can’t help it when my boyfriend is so madly beautiful.”

This time, he blushed. Despite how cocky and confident Eddie could be, he was a sucker for compliments.

”Always loved the flattery, don’t you, sweetheart?”

As Eddie was a sucker for compliments, you were a sucker for his sweet, sweet pet names.

”Anything to get you going, dear.”

”You know me so well, love.”

”Do I, honey?”

”You indeed do, darling.”

The two of you inched closer with each sentence until you burst into laughter.

”Those were the most painful words I have ever had to utter.” Eddie cringed.

”I’d say mine were worse.”

“No way,” Eddie firmly shook his head. “Anyway on a side note, this might be a little crude but… I’ve been hard this whole time.”

Bold. So very bold yet so very Eddie.

”I’m flattered, really.” 

“You should be, I always feel like… like— I don’t know, I’m on cloud eight or something when I’m with you.”

Cloud nine, You wanted to correct him, but kept it to yourself. “I appreciate the sentiment, Eddie. I feel the same when I’m with you… you’re like, my best friend and my boyfriend! How perfect is that?”

”I know right? God, I don’t know what I did in my past life, but I would have had to been some medieval saviour of a village to be here with you.”

God, Eddie Munson and his weird yet sweet compliments.

”Anyways…” You avert your eyes. “Should we continue where we left off?”

”My boner says absolutely.”

You smacked him.

Eddie had you up against the wall, ass-naked as he ground against you. He pinned your arms to the side as he left a trail of purple bruises from your ear to your collarbone.

Each one was a different shade of purple and had a unique, imperfect circle shape to them.

It tickled as he sucked on your neck, his hair falling all over your bare shoulders  and making you breathily giggle every time his chapped lips would make contact with your silky skin.

”Eddie… these are gonna be a pain to cover.” You moan.

”Mmm…” Eddie just groaned.

You sighed and allowed him to keep at it, secretly enjoying how he marked you so thoroughly.

Perhaps this was to mess with Steve, perhaps it was just his naturally jealous attitude - either way, it was strangely pleasant.

However, you wanted to pleasure him as well, “Eddie, Eddie, wait.” 

He pulled away, “What’s wrong? Fuck, did I hurt you?” His face distorted into concern as he let go of your arms and checked the hickeys.

You put your hand over his lovingly, “No, silly. I just… wanna give you some pleasure.”

Eddie’s expression relaxed, a small smirk now forming, “And how will you do that?”

You were smirking now as well as you flipped your positions around so that now Eddie was against the wall. You leaned in to his neck and left a small, but somewhat noticeable hickey there.

”C’mon, you can do more than that.”

”I’d rather focus on this.” Your eyes point down to his boner, clearly noticeable through his relatively thin, black underwear. 

Before Eddie could respond, you got on your knees and pulled out his cock. It had been hard for a while; you knew this as it’d been rubbing up against your thigh as Eddie made out with your neck.

You could tell Eddie was relieved to finally have his cock be freed as a loud groan left his mouth when you gently put your hands around it.

As always, you start with a few pumps to get him going as you dab your tongue on his tip which dribbled with pre-cum.

”Yeah, fuck, Y/N…” Eddie put his hands through your hair and squeezed.

The slight burn on your scalp pushed you to give bolder, rougher strokes to Eddie’s painfully erect cock.

You slid your tongue down the base of his cock in a painstakingly slow pace, savouring the drawn out groan which left his mouth.

“Yeah, yeah, oh fuck yeah…” 

He has a favourite word. You smirked to yourself.

It wasn’t long before you deep throated his entire cock into your throat, that was when Eddie grabbed a fistful of your hair as he grunted, leg twitching.

Your mouth went in and out of his mouth, making sure your tongue thoroughly slid by every inch of his cock whilst giving gentle hums every now and then to send vibrations down.

You knew Eddie was close when his panting became unstable, almost desperate as his fingers slowly slid off your hair.

When you felt as though he was on the brink of finishing, you released his cock from your mouth and grabbed it so that his tip was to your tongue.

You licked it rapidly until his cum sprayed all over your face and you let his cock go.

Eddie caught his breath as a wide, elated smirk spread across his lips. 

“Jesus… I feel like… like… I just finished this super sweet campaign and everything went according to plan.” Eddie panted breathlessly.

“Odd comparison.” You noted.

Eddie looked down at you and rubbed his finger along your cheek, wiping off some of his cum.

“It’s been a while since you’ve had my cum on your face.”

”Yeah, because you always finish in my mouth,” You said. “I decided to switch things up.”

”You look so pretty.” Eddie said and gestured for you to stand. He took the time to clean your face the best he could with his calloused fingers.

It was defined rough against your skin, but it was comforting as only Eddie’s fingers had this unique sensation to them.

When most of his cum had been cleaned, Eddie let his hands rest by his side. You watched him as his big, dark brown eyes wandered around the semi-cramped room.

”Hey, Y/N…” Eddie asked as you leaned your head against his shoulder.

”Mm?” Your response was muffled.

”Do you think that chair is sturdy?” 

You lifted your head to see Eddie pointing at a white, foldable chair next to a matching table.

”Um… probably? Or maybe not since it’s back here and all…” You said. “Why?”

Eddie looked at you, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Oh lord, what was he planning?

”How about we… test the durability of that chair..? Y’know, for Steve’s sake.”

”For Steve’s sake?” You couldn’t believe your ears.

”For Steve’s sake.”

You were practically impaled onto Eddie’s throbbing erection, legs spread across his lap with your back facing him.

Your arms were on the table, holding onto the big hunk of plastic for dear life as Eddie  lifted you up and down via your hips. You tried to keep it down, you honestly did, but Eddie made sure that you couldn’t stay silent for long.

”I wanna hear your voice, Y/N, fuck…” Eddie grunted in your ear as his hands going from your hips to your arms.

Eddie pulled them back, forcing you to straighten your back as you gasped.

”Ah! Eddie!” You shouted out of surprise.

Eddie just held you in that position, back arching as he lifted his hips in the air to fuck your dripping pussy.

There was nothing to hold your moans in, and you just let go.

You moaned loud, Eddie’s cock feeling so insanely good as it pounded you deep.

The lewd sounds of sweaty skin slapping and breathy moans filled the room, almost bouncing off the walls.

”Eddie! Eddie… oh, my God… I-I feel like I’m gonna… ah…” 

“You’re gonna what?” Eddie licked up the side of your neck.

A particularly harsh thrust sent your body and voice up, screaming out another moan.

”What are you gonna do, Y/N? Huh?” 

“Mmm…” Your head titled down slightly as you mumbled incoherent words. “I’m gonna- gonna— ah… l-lose my mind…”

Eddie laughed aloud, head flying all the way back out of pure amusement.

”It took you that long to say that?”

”F-Fuck off…” You panted.

”Fine.” Eddie suddenly released your arms.

Your body went flying towards the table, but before it could land, Eddie’s arms snaked around your torso and had you upright as you leaned against him. One hand was squeezing your tit as the other had turned your head towards his mouth.

His had kept your jaw open as he shoved hit tongue in.

Well, at least now your moans were concealed.

Eddie’s breath felt so hot against your face, and you were sure yours was as well. Your teeth clashed with his as you made out in such a messy, near desperate manner. 

“You taste like vanilla…” Eddie said in between the breaths.

”No shit…” You groaned, loud.

Then, out of nowhere, the door slammed open with a prominent thud.

“What the fuck!”

You and Eddie immediately pulled away to find Steve standing at the doorway, eyes widened and face distorted into an expression of initial horror and disgust.

”Jesus H. Christ!” Eddie jumped, and you did so as well.

”Steve!” You exclaimed, cheeks burning.

Steve slapped his hand over his eyes, “What the fuck!” He yelled again as he slammed the door shut.

You and Eddie stayed frozen in place, even after the door was firmly closed.

”Um…” Eddie began. “Maybe… we should have locked the… uh, door.”

”Yeah, maybe.” 

There was another fee seconds of silence before Eddie took you off his cock and stood, keeping you in your place before bending you over the table.

”Let’s finish this quickly, yeah? So we can explain to pretty boy.”

You just sighed, “Good idea.”

Eddie took that as a sign to begin again. Your already wet cunt was spread by his thick fingers to slot his cock back in.

”Mmm…” You couldn’t help but groan as it entered again. 

It was such a perfect fit, easing that lustful ache as Eddie roughly grabbed ahold of your hips and thrusted with such vigorousness.

He was pushing you all the way up the table, its legs squeaking against the tiled floor as it was shaken about.

You felt Eddie leave a trail of feather light kisses down your spine before licking up to your neck where he bit down hard.

”Eddie!”

”I could kiss you for hours, sweetheart…” Eddie moved your hair out of the way to whisper right into your ear.

And with a firm slap to your ass, Eddie came again into the strained condom.

You also orgasmed, your entire body seizing as this delicious wave of pleasure racked it - your body almost going limp from how sudden and how intense it was.

Eddie pulled out slowly and collapsed into the chair, you also slowly slid off the desk and onto his lap where Eddie wrapped his arms around your panting form.

”We should do this more often…” Eddie said into your ear.

You giggled, both from his statement and how his whisper tickled.

”And traumatize Steve again?”

”His fault for walking in…” Eddie said and you rolled your eyes. “You have to admit it was exhilarating though.”

You bit your lip as you shyly admitted, “Yeah…”

”God, you’re such a freak.” Eddie nuzzled into you.

”Says you.”

You kissed him, he kissed you back. 

“You guys sure took your time searching for the uniforms. I thought they were easy to find - were they hidden or something?”

Robin was sitting at the table in the middle of the break room with her legs atop it, a book and a walkman on her lap.

You and Eddie walked out in matching Scoops Ahoy uniforms - or parts of it. You certainly didn’t take the silly vests, hats, and accessories - just the very basic elements. 

“Yeah, um…” You and Eddie exchanged awkward glances. “They were hidden.”

”Super hidden.”

”Huh…” Robin said. “Steve, did you do that?”

Steve shook his head as if he had broken from a trance, “What?”

Robin made a show to roll her eyes, “Keep up, dingus, would you?” She sighed. “Did you put the uniforms in some weird location when you went to clean the back?”

His brown eyes shifted to you, then to Eddie as his face wrinkled in disgust.

”I did. Sorry.” Steve said in an uncharacteristically monotone way.

”Okay…” Robin said, clearly weirded out. “Well, anyway, it’s my turn to serve ice cream to those sweaty little kids. Enjoy your time!” 

She flew to her feet and slid across the window which led to the main part of the parlour, closing it shut behind her.

The second Robin had left, you said, “Steve, look-.”

”Ap, ap!” Steve zipped his mouth shut, and you did exactly that. “I- no, we will put this behind us. We will never talk about this. We will never mention it to anyone again. And you two are never allowed back there again. Copy?” 

“Copy.” You said.

”Copy…” Eddie was more reluctant.

“Good.” Steve said, though he still seemed annoyed with how he had that classic look of disapproval on his face.

It was the one where his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were squinting, practically asking “seriously?”  

“Okay, get out now and return those to Robin tomorrow; I don’t wanna see either of you for the next few days.” 

eddie m. x f! reader

sum. ❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

ao3 link. https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/101096064

chapter 3 of beneath a sky on the verge of falling down

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He did not reveal himself, “ ‘Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him.’ “

”Eddie,” You said, now crossing your arms. “Stop beating around the bush. Romeo and Juliet isn’t going to make this easier for you.”

That was when he finally came out, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just… wanted to make you feel comfortable.”

He wore the same thing as always. Hellfire shirt, worn denim vest, leather jacket, ripped jeans… and that wild hair.

“What are you doing here? And where is Dustin?”

”Yeah, about that…” Eddie cleared his throat. “He’s uh, not coming.”

eddie munson x f! reader

❝Feel like I’ve been living life asleep; love so strong it makes me feel so weak. Are you lonely?❞

- Or you are in an abusive relationship with Billy Hargrove until one day, he asks you to buy weed from local “freak” Eddie Munson.

Things change.

angst, hurt/comfort, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers, dorks in love, trauma, eventual smut, eventual romance, drama, eddie munson is a sweetheart

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40241961/chapters/100794699

eddie munson x fem! reader ♡ (NSFW)

❝Focus on me, I can tell you’re curious - it’s written on your lips.❞

- Or Eddie Munson agrees to help you study; you’re skeptical, but accept to it anyway. Too bad Eddie can’t keep his eyes or lips to himself when you’re around.

vaginal fingering, finger fucking, handjobs, blow jobs, wall sex, penis in vagina sex, established relationship, fluff, dorks in love

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40153512

+ the underwear set you put on for him ;) https://pin.it/79YbSwl

“Uh… the common ion effect states that the addition of an ion common to two solutes causes..?”

”Precipitation or reduces ionization.”

Eddie held up the backside of the card and showed it to you, “Correct again.”

He tossed the card to side and blew raspberries as he chose another one.

”Carbon-14 emits an electron and it becomes Nitrogen-14. What is this an example of?”

You bit your lip, “Alpha decay?”

Eddie smirked, “For the first time, wrong!” He showed you the back of the card which read Beta decay.

“Damn,” You sighed. “I was close.”

“Yeah…” Instead of moving onto the next question, Eddie put down the cards.

”Is something wrong?”

”No, no…” Eddie looked at you, you look back but with confusion. “I just want to kiss you so bad.”

Eddie gave you those sparkly eyes, the ones which begged “please?” - God, this guy…

You lift his chin upward and plant a kiss on his lips, “There. Now back to chemistry.”

Suddenly, Eddie falls off the bed in a dramatic fashion, clutching his heart as he twitched around.

“Eddie!” You hop off the bed and run to him.

”Y/N…” Eddie grabs your wrist, hand firmly on his heart. “If you don’t kiss me again, I’m going to die.” 

All the panic you felt dissipated in an instant. You narrow your eyes at him before sighing.

”Is a kiss going to save the princess?” You tease.

”Why don’t you find out, prince charming?”

Despite how you might think you’re headstrong when you’re with him, just a little bit of his charm and silly way of flirting had you melting into his hands.

“Fine.” You grab his face with both hands and kiss him, much longer this time. 

Eddie kissed back, slowly starting to sit up as he wrapped his arms around your waist and brought you to his lap.

”Eddie…” You breathe in between the kisses. “C-Chemistry…”

”Yeah, I’d say we do have chemistry.” Eddie said slyly.

”Not what I meant…” You moan when Eddie shoves his tongue in. Your mind was screaming at you to get back to studying, but your heart drove you to push your tongue into his mouth as well.

You loved frenching him and feeling your tongue slide against his teeth as the taste of whatever food he had that day filled your mouth; today tasted like a cherry slushie. 

Eddie’s hands were on your ass as the kiss deepened, all while you subtly ground your hips into him.

”Hard already?” You break apart to ask.

”How can I not be when I’m french kissing my beautiful girlfriend?” Eddie wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head against your breasts. “I wish we could stay like this forever.”

”Me, too,” You sighed. “But I need to get back to chemistry - come on!”

”Mmm… five more minutes.” 

“Eddie…” You cupped his face and made him look at you.

He gave you those eyes again, sticking out his bottom lip - it was cute in an exaggerated Eddie way.

Goodness, you were so weak for him.

”I love you so much, Y/N… let’s just ditch chemistry for the day, yeah? We can go back to my van or to the forest or to a diner…”

You bit your lip. Should you? You had been studying for a while; honestly, you were surprised he was able to sit still for so long talking about something as uninteresting as chemistry. 

“But…” You put your hand above his crotch, suddenly getting a mischievous idea. “You’re hard.”

Eddie raised his eyebrow, “And are you gonna do something about that?”

A part of you - the logical, nerdy part - said no, but the rest of you was grabbing you by the shoulders and enthusiastically shouting “yes!”

You bit your lip, “Sit on the bed, Eddie.”

Eddie grabbed a fistful of your hair as he groaned, gripping your bedsheets with those ringed fingers.

”Fuck, Y/N… your mouth is like… magic.”

You currently had Eddie’s cock deep down your throat, only gagging slightly as you had adjusted to his length at this point. You loved pleasuring him and hearing him make these genuine, guttural groans.

He dominated you a lot of the time, so this gave you power every once in a while - plus, it was like repaying him for all the times he ate you out.

”I love your cock, Eddie…” You said after pulling it out of your mouth, still pumping it with your hand.

You took his cock dripping with pre-cum into your hands, moving them around simultaneously as you licked his tip.

”Ah, shit, just like that.” Eddie flipped his head back.

You move your hands down so that you could take in a good three inches of his cock, actively licking the tip still. 

Your hands moved fast, switching between pumping and twisting the majority of his painfully hard cock in swift motions, almost in a pattern.

”Y/N, I’m close, fuck…” Eddie’s hand was back on your head, not grabbing your hair, but rather letting it rest there affectionately. “Can you take it in your mouth, baby?”

You smile at him, “You don’t even need to ask.”

”God, love you so fucking much.” 

“You can’t love me more than I love you.” 

”Wanna test that theory?”

All you respond with is a wink before taking your hands off his cock and instead bringing the entire thing into your mouth once again.

Eddie let out this breathy moan. You couldn’t see his face, but you imagined him making this cute, agape expression.

“Mmm…” You hum and Eddie makes another moan. 

You start to rapidly move your mouth up and down his cock, making sure to not let too much of your teeth scrape it whilst sliding your tongue down the base.

”Ah, ah, ah…”

Eddie’s panting meant that he was close, so you speed up the process until he grabs both sides of your head and keeps you in place as he came into your mouth.

You take it, take all of it as you let out a long, muffled moan.

He guides your head off your cock, keeping his hand on your chin - an indication to keep his cum in your mouth.

”Open,” Eddie murmured and you did, sticking your tongue out slightly. “So beautiful.” He let go of your chin and you swallowed his load in one go.

”Not as beautiful as you, Eddie Munson.”

Eddie went red. He wouldn’t admit it, but he loved it when you called him beautiful - which he was, most definitely.

He slapped his hands on his lap and you  climbed up right away. Eddie took your lips as he reached underneath your shirt.

”I love your lips, I could kiss them for hours,” Eddie said. “Now let me pleasure you, love.”

Eddie took your shirt off, you lifting your arms to make it easier for him. You knew he loved your breasts, so he ogled at them for a bit before moving to unclip your bra.

”Wait, Eddie,” You said and he immediately drew his hands away. “I bought a new set at the mall today, wanna see?”

”Uh, are there seven dice in a standard D&D set?”

You tilt your head in confusion.

”The answer is yes.”

You giggle, “Such a dork.”

”Says the one studying ions and alpha decay or whatever on a Saturday.”

”Fair.” You said before getting off his lap and pulling your bottoms down, letting them pool around your feet before stepping back for Eddie to get a clear view of everything. 

He just stared at you wordlessly, eyes wide. When Eddie wasn’t outwardly showing an obvious emotion, it was pretty hard to read his face.

”Um… I know it’s not that sexy or anything, I just thought it was cute—.”

”Not sexy?” Eddie asked as if you were crazy. “Are you kidding? I literally just came and I’m hard again.” 

You giggle, “I’m getting a little wet as well.”

”Only a little?” Eddie asked, on his feet and slowly walking over.

You look at him up and down, “Why don’t you find out?”

Eddie kissed you as he unclipped your bra and threw it aside, hands roaming all over your now exposed breasts and grazing your nipples. With how sensitive they were, you yelped every time he did. 

He backed you up against the wall, putting his knee in between your legs and rubbing it slightly against your clothed pussy.

The friction made your body crumble, good thing Eddie’s hands were on your waist, keeping you in place.

One of his hands slipped into your panties and began prodding at your clit. You were already wet, but his teasing quickly made you wetter. 

You put one of your arms around his neck as the other one reached down to his cock to give it a few strokes before pumping it.

Eddie groaned into the kiss and you moaned as you pleasured each other.

It almost became a competition to see who could make the other cum first, both you and Eddie putting all past handjob and fingering experiences on display.

You would brush your fingertips against his tip, knowing that gave him the most pleasure. Eddie, on the other hand knew your clit was the most sensitive part of your body, so he teased it relentlessly.

He shoved a his index finger into your dripping hold as his thumb rubbed your clit - what a cheater, he knew this technique always made you weak.

”Fuck, Eddie…” Your hand slipped off his cock slightly.

”Should we take this to the bed?” Eddie asked as he bit your lip.

”Yes, please… God…”

The two of you, in fact, did not end up staying on the bed. Sure, Eddie carried you there where he put on a condom in standard fashion and fucked you doggy style. Then, you asked for a position that was a little more… experimental. 

Eddie looked at you with those eyes before saying that there was a position he had always wanted to try.

That’s how you found your nails digging into his back as your legs clung onto him for dear life.

Eddie had slammed you against the wall, kissing you wildly as he shoved his dick back in. He picked you up, using his pure strength to keep you steady as he held and fucked you.

All you could do was cling onto him, moaning and shouting profanities.

”Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!” You screamed his sweet, sweet name. 

“Right here, I’m here.” Eddie groaned into your ear, his grip on your ass and thighs growing tighter. 

When Eddie wasn’t kissing you, his lips were on your neck and collarbone, leaving behind light purple bruises and bite marks. You left scratches on his back and a few hickies yourself.

Safe to say, neither of you could take off your clothes in changing rooms at school.

“Is this better than chemistry?” Eddie asked, biting your ear slightly.

”F-Fuck yes!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as a particularly hard, angled thrust rocked your entire body. “Eddie… p-please, don’t stop, don’t— s-stop.” Your words and sentences were melting into one  another.

”You’re crazy if you think I’d stop right now.” Eddie quickened his thrusts and you could do nothing but cling on and moan.

He kept that unreal pace until he stopped, cumming in the condom. You too had your orgasm when you let out a long, drawn out moan.

Eddie kept his cock inside you until he slowly let you go, letting your wobbly legs stand. For a few moments, the two of you stood there, panting. 

Your body kept getting these jolts and tingles from your pussy, making it hard for you to pant without moaning.

”Fuck, I think that was our best session yet.” 

You let out a breathy exhale, “My legs feel like jelly, so yeah.”

Eddie hugged you, just hugged you without anything sexual. His grasp was so warm and comforting, so you immediately ease into the embrace.

His hugs never failed to warm both your body and soul, having this almost nostalgic feeling even though you had only been dating for a year. Whenever you were down or stressed over grades, Eddie was there to either hug or cuddle; these were the arms you’ve countlessly laughed, cried, and slept in.

“Eddie?”

Eddie hummed in response, muffled as he had his face buried in your shoulder.

”Can we go to the bed?”

eddie munson x fem! reader ♡ (NSFW)

❝Oh my she’s so damn fine; kissing on her neck, we be running from the night time.❞

- Or Eddie is a metalhead who likes preps, and you’re a prep who likes metalheads. It doesn’t help that Eddie’s a shameless flirt and you get flustered easily - things get heated at a party.

cunnilingus, riding, french kissing, rough sex, pet names, simultaneous orgasms, nipple play, dirty talk, penis in vagina sex

☆ ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40048749?view_adult=true

There you were, at some guy’s party with Chrissy Cunningham after a recent breakup. You didn’t know why Patrick had broken up with you, he never gave a reason, and you never really cared to ask.

That made you ask yourself why you even dated him in the first place - probably for some stupid status reason. 

“Date for love this time.” Chrissy had told you. 

You were jealous of how easy it was for her to say as her type aligned well with what a preppy cheerleader such as herself was expected to date - a jock.

Tall, athletic, on some kind of “respectable” sports team, - whatever that meant - and certainly not Eddie “the freak” Munson. 

Everyone at Hawkins knew who he was; the twenty year old, no-good metalhead with satanic tattoos. Your clique often made fun of him, but you secretly found him fascinating.

His long hair, rings, that stupid Hellfire Club he always sat with, and that gorgeous face.

Even if your friends and family would never accept it, you secretly fantasized about what it would be like to intertwine your fingers with his, how his hair would tickle you as he held you in his arms and how his kisses would taste.

You already knew he was a smoker - would the remains of cigarettes fill your nose as you hugged him? All were questions with impossible answers.

Plus, you were sure a hardcore punk like him would want nothing to do with a stereotypical preppy, pastel-wearing, cheerleading, girl like you. He probably liked those gothic girls you sometimes saw in the hallway.

Either way, it didn’t hurt to dream nor admire, and admire you did - even at this party. 

Eddie was holding a one-use plastic cup, in his handmade Hellfire Club t-shirt. He was talking to one of the members, a skinny curly-haired boy you had seen him with before. 

You couldn’t hear a word of what they were saying through the crowd, but it was clear they were having fun through their smiles and Eddie’s enthusiastically bright eyes. 

Your eyes had been so enamoured and latched onto his form that you had not noticed him staring back.

When you did, you flinched and averted your gaze, panicking slightly, Shit, did he see that? Of course he did, he was staring right at me! How could I be so careless? Fuck. 

“Do I have something on my face or do you usually stare into people’s souls at parties?”

Your body freezes as you hear his voice, this was the first real interaction you were having with your longtime, super-secret, crush.

”Hello? Earth to Y/N?” Eddie snaps his fingers in front of your face.

“You…” You clear your throat, finally looking up at him. “You know my name?”

Eddie looked at you as if you asked the dumbest question, “Uh, how can I not? How would I not know the ‘Queen of Hawkins High’?”

You cringe at that name, “Don’t call me that.” You shudder.

”Am I wrong?”

“No… but it’s still weird. Do you like it when people call you Eddie ‘the freak’?” 

Eddie thought about it for a moment - he really had to think about it? “Honestly, it has a nice ring to it. Like, there’s boring old Eddie Munson, then Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson. It suits me, don’t you think?”

”I think you’re crazy.” You said. Your face was calm and collected, but your heart was beating out of your chest.

From how close he was, you could smell the cologne and cigarettes wafting from that shirt he probably never washes - plus, his height… your heart pounded a little faster every time you had to crane your neck to look at him.

It felt like a dream.

”So… what’s a good girl like you doing here?”

Your heart fluttered when he called you that. You felt your face turn red, and you looked down to try and hide it.

”Hey, why’re you looking down?” You felt Eddie’s fingertip tap your chin upwards, guiding your gaze to look into his.

That was your final straw - how was someone so unbelievably smooth and effortlessly charming? You swiftly turn your head away, not wanting to let him see how red you had gotten. 

“P-Patrick and I… we broke up. So, Chrissy took me to a party.”

You heard a faint chuckle from him, “Yeah, cool, but why do you keep looking away?”

”I just… you’re a shameless flirt.” You said under your breath.

”Maybe this is just how I speak to people.” 

Really? He calls everyone a good girl and speak to them in a low, rough voice as he slowly leans in closer?

”If this is how you speak with everyone, then you really are a shameless flirt, don’t you think?”

Eddie suddenly burst into laughter, making you flinch and bringing a few eyes to the two of you.

”I suppose so, Y/N, I suppose so,” Eddie put his hands on his hips and chuckled. “You seem to enjoy it, though.”

”Who said I was?” Your voice cracked a bit.

”Well, seeing how you have not looked at me directly once and how red you are, I’d say you’re enjoying this at least a little.”

You furrow your brows - you were that obvious? Usually, you were much more collected than this. Only Eddie Munson could have you unravel in such a way.

The good news is that he’s interested enough to keep this conversation going - not only that, but he’s openly flirting. If you weren’t his type, he wouldn’t be doing this. 

So, you bite your lip and pluck up all the confidence in your trembling body and ask, “You wanna go somewhere more… secluded?”

You finally look at him, subtly fluttering your eyelashes and brushing your hand against his arm. Perhaps this was an unwise idea in the long run; after all, many people you knew were attending this party. Yet, this moment felt so right, like you needed this.

Eddie was taken aback at your sudden boldness, but he didn’t seem to mind, “Guess you’re not as innocent as I thought.”

”Maybe not…” Seeing his smirking face made that confident persona falter a bit.

”Well, then!” Eddie clapped his hand together before offering it to you. “M’lady.” He tipped an invisible hat.

You chuckled, “Thank you.” You grab his hand gracefully and he leads you up the stairs.

Eddie seemed to know the house quite well as he led you with no sign of cluelessness - had he brought several other girls here before? The thought made you slightly sad, even if this was most likely going to he a one-tine fling.

He stopped outside the very last room at the end of the hallway, secluded to a corner. Eddie knocked once, his metal rings making a tapping noise as he did.

”Hello? Anyone home?” He asked, loud. “No? Alrighty, then.” Eddie opened the door; you half expected a couple who was too busy sucking face to notice his knocking, but surprisingly, it was completely empty.

Guess this house is massive… You thought.

Eddie brought you to the bed, his palm grabbed your cheek in such a gentle manner people would laugh if you told them that “the freak” touched you this way.

His lips were on yours and you felt your heart flutter as if you were a maiden. Sure, this was far from your first kiss, but it was the first one which mattered.

You kiss him back enthusiastically - when was the last time you had been this happy too kiss someone? You wrap your arms around his surprisingly broad shoulders, both of you leaning and deepening the kiss.

At one point, Eddie pulled a way for a moment, you were about to ask why before he shoved his tongue into your mouth.

A little shocked, you just sat there as Eddie had free reign to completely explore your mouth until you began intertwining your tongue with his.

The kiss was hot, the two of you often pulling away to take breaths of air before going right back into it. Eddie grabbed your thighs and effortlessly slid you onto his lap, your skirt lifting up slightly. 

You didn’t count how long you and Eddie made out, but each second became hotter and more passionate. His tongue was so long, often overpowering yours - it must have touched every square inch of your mouth with how much he was moving it around.

Eddie placed his hand at the base of your top, “Can I touch you?” He pulled away to ask.

”Yes, please.” You nearly begged.

Eddie began unbuttoning your shirt with ease as he kept devouring you. His fingers were fast and nimble, ridding you of your shirt in a matter of seconds.

He took a second to admire your body, “God, you’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to pin you onto this bed.” Eddie whispered into your ear.

His slightly chapped lips tickled your neck as he whispered, a slight tinge of alcohol in his breath. 

“Eddie…” You lean into his ear. “I want to see what you look like under here.” You put your hand on his chest.

Eddie smiled and put his hands over yours as he lead you to the hem of his shirt. He guided you up and over his head until his silly little Hellfire Club shirt was completely off and you could see his body for all its glory.

Despite what most people might think of Eddie Munson’s body, he wasn’t as skinny ad you had anticipated. Eddie didn’t pack any serious muscle, of course with how he would play D&D for hours with the freshmen, but he was slightly toned and had some chest hair.

What really got you going, however were his tattoos.

There was no large, grandiose tattoo which took up most of his skin. No, just a series of small, simple images - most of which were of satanic imagery or random animals such as bats.

”Like my sweet ol’ tatties, sweetheart?”

You both grin and blush at that nickname, “They’re fascinating, Eddie. Do you so these yourself?”

Eddie laughed at your naïvety, “No, no, do you think anyone would trust me with a needle? I make the designs, but I get my uncle to do ‘em,” He pressed his forehead against yours and gazed into your eyes. “If you want, I could get you a discount.” Eddie slid his hand underneath your skirt and grabbed your thigh.

”Maybe I will…” You capture his lips again.

”Maybe you will…”

”Ah… fuck, Eddie!” 

Currently, you were flat on your back with Eddie between your legs, eating you out as if his life depended on it.

Patrick was a “purist” kind of guy when it came to sex. Meaning, the most experimental the two of you got was doggy style. He refused to do anything but finger you as he thought “only the woman should give oral pleasure” - what a guy!

Eddie Munson, on the other hand… well, he enthusiastically suggested that he got between your legs.

He used his long tongue and skill to utterly ruin you with overwhelming waves pleasure shocking your entire body. He had your legs trembling, hands gripping that messy mane if hair, and pussy aching for more.

“You taste so fucking good, does your prince charming eat you out like this?” Eddie lifted his head from your thighs, which he kept open via wrapping his arms around them.

”N-No… mmm… first time someone— ah, fuck!” You couldn’t even finish your sentence as Eddie began to rapidly rub your clit with his fingertip.

All the times Patrick had fucked you combined was nothing compared to what Eddie was doing to you.

He used both his fingers and tongue to have your clit and vagina both soaking and raw, so desperate for his cock you felt as though you were losing your little mind.

“Eddie, Eddie, ah… condom… shit, Eddie, do you have a condom? I can’t wait anymore.” You moan.

Suddenly, Eddie’s face was inches away from yours, “You really wanna take this to the next level?”

”Y-Yes…” Though Eddie’s head was away from your pussy, his finger was still rubbing your throbbing clit. “I mean, if you want to. I don’t want to… y’know, force anything.” 

“Force?” Eddie made this flabbergasted face by opening his mouth wide. “Y/N, I’ve been dreaming of this moment ever since I saw you cheering for those little jocks in their-.”

”Balls in laundry baskets game?” You recalled a show he had made in the cafeteria before spring break.

”Precisely,” Eddie smiled. “Out of all the cheerleaders, you looked the best in your miniskirt. I thought to myself, ‘no way Y/N L/N would ever fuck me’ yet, here we are.”

You chuckle, “Wanna know something?”

”All ears, sweetheart.”

You wrap your arms around his shoulders to whisper into his pierced ear, ”It has always been a fantasy of mine to fuck you, Eddie Munson.” 

You lean back into the bed, satisfied from Eddie’s agape face - now genuinely flabbergasted.

”Seriously?” It was honestly adorable to see him a bit nervous after how dominant he had been.

”One-hundred percent.”

”Well, shit,” Eddie took one of his hands away from your thigh and brushed it through that beautiful, curly mess he called his hair. “Guess we killed two birds with one today, didn’t we?”

”I suppose we did.”

”In that case…” Eddie reached into the pocket of his ripped, black skinny jeans and pulled out a condom.

”Do you always have that in your pocket?”

”Who knows when a beautiful cheerleader wants to fuck at a party?” Eddie winked.

God, Eddie Munson and his never ending compliments, “Shut up.”

”You’ll want me to shut up when I have you face down in this mattress.”

Eddie did, in fact end up having you face down with his cock sliding in and out of your sopping pussy.

His cock wasn’t particularly thick, but its length had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you arched your back and moaned like you were an adult film actress.

“How’s my cock?” Eddie’s voice was at your nape as he softly bit it.

You couldn’t even respond for a few seconds, “Good!” You nearly scream, holding onto the poor sheets for dear life. “I love your cock, Eddie, f-fuck…”

”Is it better than that son of a bitch, Patrick? Did he have you screaming his name?”

”No!”

”Say how much you love my cock, Y/N. Say it.” Eddie’s grip on your trembling hips tightened.

”Hnng…” You made a noise as you melted in the pleasure of having your sweet spot, the deepest part of your vagina be continuously hit by Eddie’s impossibly long cock.

Eddie grabbed a fistful of your hair and forced your neck back, “Say it.”

”I-I love your cock, Eddie… it’s so long, I can feel it so deep, Eddie, baby.” You crane your neck to plant a kiss on his lips, licking it slightly as you let go.

Eddie’s hand flew to your jaw before he gripped it tight, keeping you in place whilst he slipped his tongue in. Eddie made out with you, entirely taking the lead; all while his hips were consistently moving at that brutal pace.

”Where can you feel it, Y/N?” Eddie breathed in between the kisses. “Point to it so I can see how deep I am.”

It was hard as the front of your body was digging into the bed, but your pathetic gestures towards your stomach was more than enough for Eddie to get the message.

The man howled with laughter, letting your head go and slamming it back down via your neck. He kept it there as his other hand traced your spine.

”That’s what I like to hear. I love your slutty cunt.” 

You just moaned into the mattress in response, coming out as muffled, shameful noises in Eddie’s ears.

Eddie let go of your neck and pulled out for a second. Before you could as why, Eddie was laying on his back as you were right where he had left you, very confused.

When you didn’t do anything, Eddie said, “Oh, come on, don’t tell me you and Patrick are so vanilla you never rode him before.”

You blush, “W-We have… once…” You get up before falling to your knees instantly a second later, under estimating just how much Eddie had ruined your bottom half.

Eddie laughed aloud, “My cock made you that weak?”

You didn’t answer him as you steadily got to your feet before climbing over and placing yourself above his hard cock.

You gulp as Eddie’s was much, much longer than Patrick’s.

”Scared? Here, I’ll give you a hand.” Eddie grabbed your thighs and lined his cock up with your dripping pussy before shoving it in all the way.

”Ah!” You screamed so loud the people downstairs undoubtedly heard you.

Eddie’s cock was in deep before, but sitting directly on top of it was a whole different level of deep.

Slowly, you begin to bounce up and down, moaning loudly every time you made a single move.

”Unclip your bra.”

You nod and did as told, letting your breasts out for Eddie’s greedy eyes.

”I love your breasts. So perfect…” Eddie’s hands immediately grabbed them. “If only my neck were longer, I’d take one of your nipples in my mouth.”

”Angh…” A sad little whimper was all you could respond with, still struggling to find a steady pace with his long cock.

”I guess I can do this, too.” Eddie pinched your nipples and you yelped. Just like he had done with your pussy, Eddie tortured your perky nipples with his fingers.

He squeezed them, rubbed them, and flicked them.

You, on the other hand, finally found a good pace, “Eddie, your cock is so big, I can’t go any faster than this…” You moan, burying your face in his slightly hairy chest.

”Sure you can.” Eddie tore his hand away from your nipples and placed them back on your hips. He lifted his own hips to find the best angle to thrust into you.

In a matter of seconds, Eddie took back what little control he had given you and began slamming your hips into his cock as he thrusted upward.

”Fuck!” You threw your head back, chest heaving as tears of pleasure threatened to fall.

”Fuck yes.” Eddie groaned, the biggest smile on his lips.

Just when you thought you had gotten used to his cock, Eddie gave you a harsh thrust to remind you of your place.

”I’m about to cum, sweetheart, can you feel it?”

”Mm… yes…” You moaned, feeling his cock ever so slightly pulsate with each thrust.

You too were close to cumming. It has most definitely taken the longest for you to cum, but the road to it was entirely wort it with how much pleasure Eddie had given you.

Your pussy and legs felt like jello, so intensely raw from his ruthless thrusting and teasing.

The two of you panted together, closing your eyes as the climax of your orgasms grew closer. Eddie came first with a guttural grunt, but you followed right afterwards, your juices spilling all over his cock.

Eddie stayed in you to breathe for a bit, wiping the sweat from his forehead before pulling out.

With how exhausted you were, you immediately fell to your side and collapsed beside him.

”That…” You exhaled before opening your eyes and placing your palm on his damp cheek. “… Was the best sex I have ever had.”

”What a coincidence, I was just about to say the same thing.” 

“Seriously? Even with all the girls you’ve fucked?”

Eddie laughed in response as if you had just told him a ridiculous joke.