#derekson

I ship you with Eric Derekson!

While most would think your personalities would clash rather violently, you and Eric make it work. You easily contrast Eric’s quiet, anxious disposition, but you two share similar qualities and dislikes, so you guys clicked quickly. He was drawn to you and surprisingly enough, found the courage to approach you first. Granted, he nearly passed out mid-sentence, but it’s the thought that counts, right?

He listens to absolutely every word that comes out from your mouth. You have so many things to say and you speak with such grace and elegance that he can’t help but listen! You don’t fumble over your words—at least not too often—and you tell such interesting stories. Even if it’s as simple as what you did that day, he enjoys listening to you.    

Eric also despises loud, sudden noises, especially high-pitched ones. They grate on his ears and often send him into a panic attack. But since he came to know you, his anxiety and nerves have been under some control and he’s actually calmer and even more confident around you. You’ve definitely rubbed off on him. 

You like books? You can bet your mother’s pearls that Eric adores reading as well. He has a rather large selection of what he dubs “comfort books,” ones that he always relies upon for calming, comforting vibes that he can always lose himself in. If you want to borrow one or two, he’s more than willing to share. You two often swap books, only to regroup and gush about them. While Eric may be more reserved most of the time, books definitely get him going and he loves to talk about them. So prepare yourself to get your ears talked off. 

If you’re having a hard time, especially with over analyzing your feelings, you know Eric is always willing to sit with you and offer a shoulder to lean on. He’ll stutter and whisper comforting, encouraging words to you, hoping to make you feel better. If you want to cuddle, he’s down for it, and he’ll usually lay down and pull you into his side. If it helps, he’ll let you listen to his heartbeat in order to calm you down. But whatever method he uses to calm you down, know he’s always there for you. He’s your number one fan and he loves you a whole lot. 

Halloween is one of Eric’s least favorite times of year. All the scary movies, creepy costumes, and those mean kids ding-dong ditching your home get him all riled up and anxious. He’ll usually pull out his handkerchief frequently during October, and especially in the days leading up to the “dreaded” holiday. It takes your gentle coaxing to get him out of his room and to enjoy some sweet treats. If he’s brave enough, he’ll relent to some pumpkin carving and watching a few Disney Halloween films, like The Haunted Mansion, but that’s about it for this man. 

Eric is actually quite fond of animals. He loves dogs and cats and doesn’t mind little dogs. Unless they’re little yippers. Then he absolutely abhors them. Their constant high-pitched barking will often startle him and he does not like them. Surprisingly enough, he actually likes big dogs. Huskies, golden labs, you name it, he’ll easily let them lick his face while he pets them. Eric says that animals calm him down; they seem to have an understanding of his anxiety and always get him to smile. 

He loves to bake. It’s one of his few outlets that he’s deemed safe and easy enough for him to handle. Eric doesn’t do much cooking, so take-out is your standard meal, but dessert is all him. Cakes, brownies, cookies, pastries, you name it. He’s a connoisseur of sweet treats and you are fortunate enough to get to taste test all of his newest endeavors. Lucky you!

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Nervous Knocks

Pairing: Eric Derekson x Male Reader

Warnings: Smut, swearing

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There was a quiet, quick knock at my door, I smiled to myself, knowing exactly who’s knock that was. I approached the front door, opening it to reveal Eric on the other side.

“Hey Eric” My smile grew wider at the sight of him, I stepped aside, allowing him to enter my home.

“Hell- hello Y/N- Y/N” Eric returned my welcoming grin, happy to see me. He walked into the familiar space, ringing his handkerchief as per usual.

“You’re here early babe” I leant against the couch, raising my eyebrow at him.

“I just, uh, I wanted to, um, to see you” Eric nervously laughed, shifting his weight from leg to leg.

“Is that all sweetheart? You seem more nervous than usual” I walked up to him, pressing the back of my hand to his forehead, concerned he wasn’t feeling well. Eric leaned into my touch as I cradled his face in my hand. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath in, turning his face to kiss my palm.

“I wanted to talk, uh, I wanted to talk to you ab- about something” Eric stumbled over his words, clearing his throat every few seconds.

“Go ahead, I’m listening” I smiled at him, trying to encourage him to get whatever it was off of his mind.

“I- I, uh, I’ll tell, I’ll tell you later”

“Okay, take your time” I gave him a kiss on the forehead, walking around the couch, sitting down on it, pressing play on whatever I was previously watching.

I gestured for Eric to take a seat next to me, he gladly accepted, making his way over to sit next to me. I wrapped my arm around him, making sure to make him feel as relaxed as possible.

“I love you so much Eric” I mumbled to him, while he pressed himself into my side, getting comfortable.

“I love you too Y/N” Eric replied, resting his head against my chest. I jumped slightly as I felt Eric place his hand on my thigh, something he didn’t do too often. I decided not to bring attention to it, as not to make him nervous. I could feel his hands start to shake as he brought them higher up on my thigh, I could tell he was trying to do something but it became too much for him as he placed his hand back into the safety of his own lap.

“Do you want something to eat Eric?” I asked him while I stood up from the couch, realising that I hadn’t eaten anything all day.

“Uh, no- no thank, uh thank you” I nodded, making my way to the pantry. I opened the cupboard, eyes scanning the stocked shelves, trying to figure out what it was that I wanted to eat. “Now that I, uh, that I think abo- about it” Eric took a deep breath, squeezing his handkerchief “I would like to eat yo- uh, you. I MEAN YOGURT, yogurt, can I have some?” I blinked a few times, startled by his sudden outburst.

“Uh sure Eric, are you sure you’re feeling okay?” I moved closer to him, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“I- I’m feeling, feeling fine”

“Okay babe, if you say so” I gave him another peck “Maybe you should lie down though, come with me” I held his hand in mine, leading him up the stairs.

I laid him down on the bed, making sure to lay next to him, running my fingers through his hair, and tracing shapes on his back.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah Eric?”

“I w-want to tell yo- tell you what I was goin- going to”

“I’m listening sweetheart”

“I, uh, I want, I want you to, I, uh” I tilted my head, waiting patiently for him to find the right words. “I want, uh, I want you to, uh, f- fuck me”

“Pardon?” I blinked, trying to process what he had just said to me

“Fuck, uh, fuck me, p-please. I wan- I want you to, um, to f-fuck me” Eric could see my brain doing gymnastics at his request, so to make it easier on me, he pressed his lips to mine. He had done it many other times, but never with this amount of force and desperation. The shock soon wore off, as I licked Eric’s bottom lip, asking for entrance. He opened his mouth, allowing my tongue to enter.

I could feel Eric’s shaky hands grabbing at my shirt, asking for it to be taken off. I started to unbutton my shirt, while Eric took off my pants.

“Eric, can I take off your clothes?” I whispered in his ear, climbing on top of him

“I, uh, yes- yes you can” He fumbled over his buttons, putting his hands back at his sides as I undid his buttons for him.

“You’re doing great Eric” I praised, giving him a kiss on the cheek, pulling his shirt off of him. Eric whimpered a quiet ‘thank you’ while I unzipped his trousers, pulling them off of his legs. “I’m going to grab some lube, and make sure it’s everywhere it needs to be okay?” Eric nodded, while I leant over to grab the bottle, pouring some out. I started to rub it over my cock, before turning to Eric, who was intently watching my facial expressions. “Alright Eric, I need you to spread your legs for me”

“O-okay”

“Now stay still babe” I coated my fingers in lube, pushing one of them into Eric, him soon relaxing into the feeling as I added one finger at a time. He started to rock his hips towards my fingers, letting out small whimpers and whines as I pumped them in and out of him.

“Ca-can you put- I want, uh, your” I could tell he was struggling to talk, with the mixture of pleasure and anxiety of the new experience.

“Okay, I understand” I reassured him, placing his legs on my shoulders, lining myself up with him. “Just relax” Eric nodded, focusing his line of sight on my face, hands grabbing at the bed sheets while I thrusted into him. He threw his head back onto the bed, crying out in pleasure at the new experience. I watched his face, searching for any sign that it was okay for me to move. As soon as I got the sign, I began to move in and out of Eric, slowly at first, giving him a buildup.

Eventually I was going in and out of him as fast and as hard as I could, earning various moans and whimpers from Eric.

“Y/N! Y/N! I’m going, going t-to cu-cum” I nodded, quicken my pace, wanting him to have the best experience possible, while also chasing my own release. I felt Eric clench around my cock as he made a pool of cum atop his belly, the sight of Eric slack jawed and covered in cum drove me crazy, filling him up with my cum.

I fell, exhausted next Eric, turning to face him

“You feel alright sweetheart?”

“Yes, I, uh, I-I’ve never felt, felt better” Eric smiled at me, fidgeting with his fingers. I took his hands into mine, giving his fingers a kiss. I pulled him in close to me, snuggling up to him, and taking a well deserved nap.

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