#hellcheer x reader

a week passes, chrissy sees you everyday after school to experiment. and by that, you both meant her laying down on the pink blanket, legs spread, shirt tucked above her breasts and skirt flipped to her stomach as you delve your head between her legs, lips wrapped around her blushing little button, tongue pressing against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

chrissy's got pretty moans, you think — small, high pitched, dulcet and mellifluous, obvious that she's enjoying this. her ginger hair's spread out the blanket like a halo, yours tangled between her slender fingers when you drag your tongue across her folds, prodding at her tight entrance.

"oh!" her back arches, eyebrows furrowing and eyes rolling to the back of her head, nipples perked by the cold air. "that- that felt good- s-shit,"

she tastes like honey — the slick nectar of old riesling wine. chrissy begins to wonder if you really were just as new to this just like you told her; doubtful when you begin to fuck your tongue inside her, but she doesn't care anymore. you're amazing at it, and no boy (or jason) had ever made her feel this good.

"you taste amazing," your words are muffled by her puffy cunt, nose rubbing at her clit and your tongue curling inside her. chrissy mewls, loud and echoing, birds flapping away from the sudden volume, and you swear you're on the brink of a touchless orgasm.

so with her loud moans, it's the main reason you both had no idea that eddie munson was peeking behind a rock, curious to what the sounds were before he saw the both of you — your ass in the air, wiggling as you delve deeper into chrissy's sweet little pussy, the indent of your mound leaving a wet patch on your panties, chrissy tugging on her nipples and jaw slacked to let out the sweetest moans to ever exist.

fuck, it's like a porno that came to life. his cock abruptly hardens, straining against his tight jeans. the voice in his head tells him to interrupt, to join, and he does— maybe even before he was about interrupt.

because chrissy's eyes open and they land on him immediately. she gasps, her palm pushing on your forehead. he hears your confused 'what?' before you turn to the direction she's looking at.

when she closes her legs, you snap your head behind you, bottom half of your face sheen with the slick of her arousal. your eyes widen at the sight of eddie, with an embarrassed blush and a boner that makes him feel like his dick would explode.

"fuck," you wipe your mouth, helping chrissy tug her shirt down and adjust her skirt, but eddie stops you to it.

"wait!" he reaches out, swallowing thickly. "shit, wait, don't cover up—"

you both obey (weirdly), her shirt slanted with one breast out and your bra strap still tugged down your arms. eddie walks over to you in short strides, until he's standing upon you with a perverted hard on and confidence that covered his body in brazen flames.

"don't tell anyone, please," chrissy begs, crossing her arms over her chest. "eddie, my parents will kill me. just, please don't tell anyone-"

"hey, no no no," his arms reach out, heart aching at the desperate look on chrissy's face. but you—shit, you looked unashamed. embarrassed, maybe, a tad bit shy, but your eyebrows raise as if you're ready to fight back at any judgement he'd spit out about women being together. it makes his cock twitch again. "i'm just- i'm not gonna tell anyone. i just thought, maybe, you guys needed some... help,"

you narrow your eyes at him. "help? what for? i think i know how to eat a girl's pussy, munson."

"that's not what i meant," he chuckles. "okay. fine. maybe, if you guys would let me... help, then i wouldn't tell anyone." eddie cocks his head to the side. "what? i need something in return, too. i popped a boner and i hope you guys know how painful this shit is."

chrissy's uncertain, your interest is piqued, and eddie's waiting.

but both of you agree in the end anyway.

when chrissy sees eddie's cock deep in your throat, the taste of your cunt in her mouth, she forgets about the fact that eddie practically blackmailed her. but when he's telling her what to do, she might not even care about it at all.

"rub her clit, chris," he instructs, thrusting in your mouth, chuckling condescendingly at your gags. eddie's cock bulges out your throat, his heavy sack wiping the tears in your eyes that form, but you grip tight at his ass nonetheless. chrissy's rubs are quick and unforgiving, eyes glossed with hunger. "yeah. fuck- she's moaning around my dick. shit-oh- she loves that, chrissy. fuck her with your tongue, come on, lick her like those ice creams you love."

the thick muscle of her tongue presses flat against your folds, flicking your clit before she suckles on it again. you moan loudly, squeezing eddie's ass, hips bucking against chrissy's face. her nails dig on the thick flesh of your thighs, prying them apart when her face shakes to dive her tongue deeper in your cunt.

"fuck, yeah," he's thrusting deeper in your mouth, hands squeezing your tits, balls tightening at the sight of chrissy moaning at the taste of your cunt. her eyes close, lapping you up, pushing your legs upward. she licks a bold stripe from your ass to your clit, and eddie swears he could just cum then and there

But even though they can call it home, and they can cozy up next to each other as much as they want, there's something missing. There's some kind of void they wish to fill. They just can't put their pale fingers on it until they enter into the Right Side Up to do a little hunting for the cool season, since food is fairly scarce on the other side. It's hard to tell how much time has passed in the Upside Down, but when they stumble across you trudging through the snow in the woods, you don't look any different than when they knew you in life--just tired, but still beautiful. It's not even a question then, there's no debate; Chrissy and Eddie grab you and take you back to their world, too busy with gleefully snuggling you and kissing your face to be bothered by your kicking and frightened screaming. It's only until you punch Eddie and send him flying that they realize they're still in bat form, as it makes it easier for them to traverse Hawkins undetected, and they both transform to their normal selves before you can go running and crying back through the portal.

Yes, it's technically kidnapping, but once they have you sat in their living room next to the fire, a blanket wrapped round your shoulders, you're so happy to see them in the flesh. You seem so shocked when they casually mention their love for you, that they want you to stay with them from now on. But you find yourself agreeing, willing to do anything so long as you don't lose them again, and they just love that unquestionable devotion. But they would never take advantage of that, oh no--they hold each other to that promise secretly, that they won't use your sweet, people-pleaser attitude for their own satisfaction, not at all! No matter how easy you make it, or how much you want it....

That lasts for about a couple days into you living with them. Without much else to do, you've taken the task of cleaning up, even donning the cutesy dress Eddie had brought home pseudo-jokingly to fill your part as the maid. Even then, Eddie had seriously questioned whether or not you were teasing him intentionally--hiking up your skirt and wearing those thigh-highs when you know he's standing right behind you, and you never seem surprised when he makes himself known. Quite interesting indeed.

Unsurprisingly, Chrissy's the one that breaks first. Eddie finds out when he comes back from a perimeter check, and stumbles upon his partner riding your face on the living room floor. He's caught her before with her hand down her skirt as she watches you dust, but that's been relatively secret and easy to hide from you. He does it too, anyways, so it's not such a big deal. But Eddie's surprised not by Chrissy's wine-red face as she humps your mouth, but the sight of your nails dug into her milky thighs as you yank her back down and bury your face between them even deeper. Neither of them had wanted to rush you into something serious and scare you away, but when that happens, it seems to dawn on Eddie that maybe they were the ones missing all the signs themselves.

And that's how your relationship really started. Now, it's much more....intense. With free time aplenty and few responsibilities aside from getting blood and food and other mortal necessities for you, all three of you have plenty of opportunities to make the most of your quality time together. With their vampire traits, it makes it even better; Eddie can just keep going and going and going, breeding you over and over again until you're the one tapping out, because one more orgasm will have you passing out. And Chrissy's so strong, she can lift you even with that tiny frame and pin you down like you weigh absolutely nothing against her. Throw you around on the couches and the bed and the floor, whenever and wherever she feels like biting into her little maid and rewarding you for letting her suck a little bit out of you.

That happens quite frequently, too. Those times are more performative, they don't drink as much as they would from you since they want you to last--but they just make those little punctures on your neck and your wrist, and when the sting has subsided, they smear your delicious blood over your skin and let it drip all over their bodies. Chrissy usually latches herself to your tits, rubbing them with soft hands and letting them slide with the slickness of your own blood, just making the whole process messy and sticky and delectable. You'd think she's trying to get milk out of you with how hard she sucks on them, soothing those sore nipples with gentle laps of her tongue when she makes it hurt. And Eddie loves the show of watching you get covered with a sheen of your own blood, when he's too hard not to just be a voyeur any longer, he just goes animalistic once he's inside you. He absolutely has his way with you, your poor, precious human cunt stretched to the limit by how swollen you never realized Eddie could get when he's aroused--it feels like he might tear you apart with how stiff and how huge he feels against your walls. He batters your poor womb with thrusts like a madman, pulling your legs round his waist and daring you to give up and tell him to breed you. While she's still on top, Chrissy pulls your wrist down and coaxes more blood to drip on to his cock as he pulls out, lubing it up for him and sharing a coppery-tasting kiss before he starts fucking you ruthlessly again.

Only then does he get the idea to make it even messier, to nuzzle Chrissy's head aside and sink his teeth into the softest part of her neck, knowing full well how wet it makes her and that her cunt's drooling all over your stomach as she straddles you. He grabs her hair and guides her to bite him back, the deep indent of her fangs in his throat feeling like a drug as he throws his head back and cums right then and there. It's magical, glorious--and Eddie doesn't stop, of course he doesn't stop. He doesn't have to and doesn't even have to slow down for that matter, he just keeps hammering into you even when you're cumming and squealing and clenching around him as the blood loss and the ecstasy start making you dizzy. There's blood pouring down Eddie's chest and spilling out of Chrissy's mouth, the two of them absolutely high and drunk on bloodlust as they both keep humping you--Chrissy in a much more aimless manner, she just keeps dragging her puffy, slick-soaked folds up and down your belly until Eddie yanks her hips back, and settles her down to grind her clit right up against yours. And she can feel the vibrations from Eddie's thrusts as well as his belly as it slaps into her from behind, quickly gathering up a sticky patch of her arousal as he unintentionally helps get her off too. It's a bloody, sweaty, cum-sticky mess when their hunger turns to lust, and it solidifies that possession over you that they feel getting stronger day by day.

they just can't help it!! seeing you all scared, tears welling up in your eyes asking them to stay over and protect you!!!! you cant understand why you keep waking up all wet n horny while they sleep right next to you!!!

its gotten to the point you'll subconsciously seek them out, rut your pussy against either of their legs and their NOT supposed to play with you?? your literally asking for it!! and wearing the skimpy pjs???