#9am

The idea of Eddie sitting on your chest and using you like a fleshlight makes me feral. His musk makes your bud throb, causing you to caress his thighs. You look up at him with glossy pupils filled to the brim with tears and he gives you a smirk in return. The mane covers most of his face swaying with the motion of his thrusts inside you. He pulls out his cock to tap your cupid’s bow and smear his pre and your spit all over your face. “You’re so fucking beautiful sweetheart..,” He groans, shoving it back in and poking the back of your throat. Tears well up and roll past your ears and onto the bed. As Eddie sinks in, he grasps your jaw and holds your head in place. “You love it when I use your mouth like this right?” You nod softly, eyes winced from the sudden roughness. He pinches your nostrils shut, causing you to choke and gasp. He smiles at the sight of you drowning in the mix of your fluids, wiping your tears with the pad of his thumb. A groan climbs it way up his throat as he swerves his arm behind him and latches onto your pussy. His fingers slither between your folds and explores inside of you. You whine and wiggle but he pulls out and puts his glistening index and middle on display. “Oh sweetheart…look how wet I make you” Eddie sucks your slick dry and puts his hand back to hold your head still once more. Eventually he lifts his body, arms looming over clenched to the headboard with his guitar pic twirling above you. He pounds into your mouth, pelvis slamming into your face and pubes tickling your nose. His balls had accumulated spit that had spewed out the crevices of your lips from swinging on your chin so freely. You felt him getting close from how tense his lower abdomen was feeling. The girth on your tongue pulsed and twitched made you seize up awaiting for his release. “Fuck..” Eddie hissed as he drained himself inside your throat. He mumbled your name softly and cursed once more slowly dragging himself out of your aching jaws. A few bitter ropes escaped his softening cock and made itself home on your cheek and eyelids. It started to stroll down to the rest of your face as he tugged on himself to push out anything left. He rubbed his pink tip over your teeth and heaved. Your eyes fluttered open, half blurry from your tears and his little painting session. Eddie lifted himself off of you and grabbed a throw away shirt. He poured water on it from a half empty water bottle and cleaned your eyes first, then your nose and finally your lips. A soft smile grew on his face as he cupped your face and drew you in for a kiss