#mean!eddie

“Eddie?” You ask. “Eddieee?” He mocks in a nasally, girly tone. “Yeah it’s fucking Eddie. What’s wrong with you, your voice sounds weird.” “M’sick.” You say, throat sore and dry. “Think I have a cold.”

“S’that why you weren’t at school today?” He asks you. You hate missing school but it’s a Friday so you figure not much happens right before the weekend anyway.

“Mhm.” You respond. “We had a pop quiz in algebra. Do you know what that means?” You do. Eddie always copies off of you in math. “Um.. you didn’t have anyone to copy off of?” “That’s right. So if I fail this class, it’s going to be your fault.”

You wince at his words. “I’m sorry Eddie but I didn’t know there’d be a quiz. That’s kind of what the word pop means.” “You think I don’t know that? You trying to call me stupid, slut?” “No, I just don’t want to argue with you. I wanna go back to sleep.” “I’m coming over. Need to teach you what happens when you talk back.” “Eddie no!” You yell as loud as possible without waking your parents down the hall.

“I don’t wanna get you sick.” “I don’t care. I need to see you.” “You’ll wake up my parents. They’ll be so mad Eddie please.” You try to reason with him.

You hear him take a deep sigh before a rustling sound. “Fine. If I can’t come over then you’re going to help me.” “Help you? How?” “Tell me what you’re wearing.” You roll your eyes. He’s such a perv. But if this gets him off your back for the night, so be it.

“Uhm…” you look down at your pj’s. “I’m wearing black stretchy panties and an old Hawkins High T-shirt.” “Mmm what do your panties look like?” He asks breathily. You hear a slapping sound behind him. “They’re like a bikini cut.. I don’t know. Kinda tight but stretchy and thin. They’re comfy.”

He makes a pained groan sound. “I wish I could see you in them. I was so pissed when you weren’t at school today. I miss-” he cut himself off with a moan. Your heart starts to race as you start to feel a throbbing between your legs. “You… you missed me today?” You ask nervously.

He chuckles a little, breath still shallow. “Shut up. Take off your shirt. What do your tits look like? Describe them.” The slapping sound is louder now, and an occasional wet schlick sound. You do as he tells you, slipping your top over your head. The cool air of your room makes your nipples pull tight and get hard.

“Ok… uhm my… my tits are round and squishy? And my nipples are… uhm…” “I bet they’re nice and hard huh, babe? Bet you want me to suck them and fuck your tight virgin pussy don’t you?”

Before you can answer him, he’s groaning painfully into the phone. “Fuck fuck y/n!” He’s repeating your name. “Shit I need a towel, hold on.” You wait a few seconds for him to come back. You pull your shirt back on, nipples popping through the thin fabric, your panties too soaked to keep wearing.

“You still there?” He asks breathlessly. “Yeah I’m here.” “Such a good girl for me. I feel a lot better now.” You smile against the phone, not sure why he’s being so nice all of a sudden but really liking how it feels. His voice can be so scary and cold but sometimes, like right now, it’s cute and light. Almost sweet. He reminds you of a puppy.

“I should go to bed Eddie. My cold medicine is making me really sleepy.” You tell him. He sighs and he almost sounds.. disappointed? It makes your stomach flutter that he doesn’t want you to go.

“Listen…” he starts. “The other night, at the party. When you sat on my lap when we smoked…” “Yeah?” You urged him on. What will he say? He liked being that close to you? He liked your fingers in his hair? He wants to smoke with you again?

“You probably got sick from that. Passing the joints around. You need a stronger immune system.” He says with a laugh. “Drink more orange juice.” Is all he says before hanging up.

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His hands settle on your hips as he leans into you, his thighs pushing into yours until your back is pushed up against a near by wall, hands flying behind you to steady yourself. His lips attach to yours, kissing you deeply and slowly, like he’s savoring every second. “Thought about you all night angel.” He says between kisses, “please don’t be mad at me anymore, I can’t go all day without touching you.” He’s using that soft voice he only uses with you that makes you feel weak. His hair tickles your face as he peppers your cheeks with kisses. Your hands come up to rest on his chest, fisting at the fabric of his shirt. His hands rest on your lower back, fingertips brushing the dimples there under your tight white T shirt. Your lips kiss delicately at his jaw, by his ear, until he lifts his chin and gives you access to his neck.

“Mmm make me feel so good baby. Love when you kiss me there.” His words fuel you to keep going, sucking a light purple bruise into his neck. His eyes are closed, head leaning back, a small smile on his lips. “Are you ready to apologize for how you were acting yesterday?” He asks you condescendingly. You push him back, lips detaching from his neck with a pop sound. “You’re unbelievable, d’ya know that?”

He looks at you confused, bottom lip protruding in a little pout. “C’mon baby, you were being a little unreasonable don’t you think?” He asks, hands patting your ass playfully. You shake your head, “you don’t even understand why I was mad.” “Exactly. Which means it was probably a stupid reason. But that’s ok sweetheart, I forgive you.” He says, tapping the tip of your nose with his pointer finger. He goes in for another kiss but you brush past him, grab the coffee he set down and walk out of the door just as the bell rings.

Lunch period comes and you stand at the end of the line, tray of food in your hands as you decide what to do. You usually sit with Eddie and his Hellfire Club friends. It’s been a long time since you sat with the girls you’re friends with or tried out a new group, relying mostly on Eddie. Your eyes scan the crowd, everyone lost in their own conversations. You feel anxious and like people might be watching you so you start to walk towards the Hellfire table with a sigh. Eddie’s eyes light up as he sees you, telling Dustin to scoot down so you can sit next to him. His mouth curls into a smile as he watches you approach.

“Oh sorry!” You hear a voice say as he bumps into you lightly. You look up and see Andy, one of the basketball players, staring at you waiting for a response. His chestnut colored hair curling out from under his Hawkins basketball hat, wearing his letterman jacket. “S’okay.” You smile sweetly. He scans your frame up and down, eyebrows pinching. “Do you not have anywhere to sit? Can come sit with me. U-us I mean. The basketball team. There’s room.” Your eyes dart back to Eddie and his smile is gone from his face, eyes burning into you so strongly you think they might pop out of his head. His cheeks are flushed and his hands are tense fists under the table.

You accept Andy’s offer and walk with him to the other table, not looking at Eddie once when you pass the Hellfire table. “Where’s y/n going?” Mike asks Eddie causally. Eddie just shakes his head and throws a pretzel at him, “Don’t worry about it. You finish your character chart for the next campaign yet? You’re lagging behind Wheeler.”

Lunch goes by pleasantly, the basketball team and a couple cheerleaders happy to welcome you to their table. Andy gets to know you, asking about your interests and life. “I’ve seen you around. Gotta admit, I’ve thought about asking you out before.” He looks down shyly, blue eyes crinkling at the corners before looking back at you. “But you hang out with that freak Eddie don’t you?” “I used to.. but..” you trail off not knowing what to say. “It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me. I’m just glad you’re not with him. Maybe I can take you to a movie sometime?” His smile makes you melt but as cute as he is, he isn’t Eddie. “Yeah maybe.” You say politely. He nods, “Cool.” he says as his hand goes under the table to rest on your leg, fingers squeezing your knee softly before rubbing lightly up and down your thigh. He continues his conversations with his friends and you nod and laugh along with everyone, wondering deep down what Eddie is thinking about.

The answer is you. Eddie’s got a perfect view of you and Andy from his end of the table. His blood is boiling watching you laugh your cute little laugh and bat your long lashes at the guy. You only act like that around Eddie, what are you trying to do? Make him jealous? Cause it’s working. He sees Andy’s hand start to stroke your leg and he almost knocks over his metal lunch box with how fast he stands up. “What the hell man?” Gareth asks. Eddie walks away without a word, heading toward the exit of the cafeteria. You watch his curls bounce in the distance as he disappears out the double doors with an angry push.

You don’t see Eddie for the rest of the day. He’s not passing by in the halls, he’s not in the seat behind you in English and he’s not waiting outside your last class to take you home. It hurts your feelings but you try not to focus on it. He hurt you so you hurt him back. It’s immature but it’s how it works… you think.

As you skip down the front steps of Hawkins High, you start to walk through the parking lot to head to your house. Eddie’s van screeches in front of you, he leans over and flings the passenger door open. “Get in.” He says to you casually. You mouth hangs open as you look at him, your eyes asking are you serious? “Get. In. Now.” He growls through gritted teeth. You do as he says, hopping in and closing the door behind you. “Put on your seatbelt.”

Eddie’s quiet. Too quiet. He doesn’t even have the radio on. “Are you going to say anything?” You ask, eyes pleading with him as you pull at a string on your shirt nervously. He ignores you, focusing on the road. The vein in his neck you sucked a bruise into earlier is bulging, making your mouth water wanting to suck it again. You bite your lip and look out the window. “Where are we going?” You ask, Eddie missing the turn to your house. “My place.” He grumbles. Your tummy fills with anxious butterflies as you shift in your seat uncomfortably, nervous to get to Eddie’s trailer.

Once in Eddie’s room, he drops his keys on his nightstand, slips off his jacket and shuts the door behind you. He takes a deep breath before getting extremely close to you, his chest pressed up against yours. “You’ve got some nerve. What the fuck do you think you were doing?”

“What do you mean?” You ask innocently, even though you knew. His hand flies up to grip around your neck, palm hovering over your throat but fingers and thumb curling into the sides. “You know what I’m talking about y/n don’t act fucking dumb!” He yells at you. His eyes are intense and watery, his chest rising and falling quickly with his short breaths. You squirm under his grip, not able to free yourself.

“Eddie, calm down, it didn’t mean anything. And I can talk to whoever I want to. You can’t stop me.” You say staring into his eyes defiantly. “Oh I can’t? I think you must’ve hit your head or something because clearly you’ve forgotten who you’re talking to.” Eddie unleashes your neck and turns and takes a step away from you, head shaking. You didn’t mean to laugh, you really didn’t but hearing Eddie get so mad over the littlest thing was entertaining you.

“Oh this is fucking funny? You flirting with another guy like a slut right in front of me is funny?” He asks, voice lifting at the end of his sentences. You shrug with a tight lipped smile and he loses it. He grabs your waist and manhandles you over to his bed, pushing you forward, your hands coming out to stop you from face planting. “Eddie what the hell?” “You’re going to learn not to talk to other guys.” You hear Eddie undo his belt, pulling it out of the loops in a swift motion. “And I’m going to teach you.”

“Pull down your pants.” You start to look back at him, shaking your head but before any words come out of your mouth he whispers “now.” through gritted teeth. You listen to him, pulling your jeans down over the swell of your ass, your pink lacey thong on display.

“Mmm, I almost feel bad for what I’m about to do to this sweet little ass.” He says as his hand runs down the curve of your cheek. “What do you- ah!” You yell as you feel his belt come down with a crack. “Eddie stop!” Another swift smack of his belt. Your eyes start to well up with tears as the stinging feeling turns into a throb, upper body falling forward as your hands reach behind you to cover your ass.

One of his hands grapples with both of yours, pinning them to your back. “What’d you and Andy talk about? Hm?” He asks as he holds the belt up in the air. “Nothing Eddie! Really!” “Wrong answer.” He says as he spanks you once more roughly. He flings the belt across the room and pulls his pants and boxers down in one swift motion, his hard dick pressing at your hot buttcheeks, red and welted with marks.

Eddie pulls your panties down, his hand coming around the front of you and fingers going between your legs to feel your wet folds. “Look how wet you are. This turns you on doesn’t it? Such a bad girl.” He spits, “You’re not supposed to like getting punished.” “I don’t Eddie!” You lie.

He laughs darkly as he takes a step back, pulling his shirt off before he comes back to grab your hips roughly. “Gonna show you who this pussy belongs to.” He whispers in your ear. “Lay down.” He instructs.

You lay your head back onto his pillow as he comes to hover over you, hard cock pressing against his abdomen as clear shiny liquid seeps out of the head. His eyes aren’t angry anymore, more soft and tired. “Why did you sit with him y/n? Because you wanted to hurt me?” Your bottom lip quivers as you nod slowly, with a high pitched “mhm”. He tsks at you, shaking his head and looking down between your two bodies. “Well congratulations. You got what you wanted.” His strong arms hold himself up on either side of your head while his hips dip down and inch forward, his cock coming into contact with your pussy, swirling around your wet folds. Your hands instinctively come up to hold onto his forearms, fingers curling into his skin as your hips wiggle to try to get more contact where you want him.

“What did you guys talk about? Really?” Eddie asks you. You hesitate, biting your bottom lip. “I think I’ve punished you enough pretty girl, just tell me.” “He said he wants to take me to the movies.” You tell him. “Yeah that’s definitely not happening.” Eddie leans onto one elbow as his hand comes down to align himself to your entrance. You’re nervous, this is your first time and as much as you’re happy that it’s with Eddie, this is only going to further complicate everything between you two.

Your mind goes blank as soon as you feel him stretching your hole. He’s big, and your walls flutter and constrict involuntarily as he pushes in further and further slowly. He sucks in a breath through his teeth, eyes closed and focusing on opening you up. “Fuck baby.” He sighs, “You really made me feel shitty today. Watching you with him. Letting him make you laugh like I do.” His eyes open to stare into yours, “I don’t want you to talk to him ever again, you hear me?” He grunts as he pushes deeper and deeper slowly. You nod, pulling his shoulders towards you to kiss him. He kisses you back passionately, all his emotions finally coming to the surface. He moans into your mouth, eyebrows pinching in the middle. “You’re so fucking tight kitten oh my- fuck. Feel so good.” He grunts as he pulls almost all the way out and then pushes back in, finally his full length fitting inside of you.

Your hands grasp at his back as he starts to pick up the pace, his face nuzzled in your neck. You moan as he hits a spot deep inside you you never knew was there. Your ankles link behind his thighs, ankles resting under his buttcheeks as they clench and relax with each thrust. “Who’s pussy is this baby?” He grunts into your ear, breathlessly, “Who’s making you feel good? Hm?” “You Eddie, only you.” “Never going to do this with anyone else right?” He asks, not sounding as demanding as the first question. More like he wanted to make sure. “No, never with anyone else. No one else I promise.” He hums happily into your neck, his hands coming up under your lower back to raise your hips up at an angle.

He starts pistoning into you fast and deep, your moans spilling out with a string of curses and cries of his name. His thrusts make your eyes roll back into your head, the bone of his pelvis putting pressure on your clit with every movement. You feel a familiar cramping deep inside you and instead of backing away from it, you let it pull you deeper, tight coil inside you getting tighter and tighter.

You feel it snap, your orgasm blooming from your core and reaching to every tip of your body. Eddie watches as you fall apart, his own orgasm following close behind. You let him use your sore and spent pussy to reach his own release, it’s the least you can do. You take a deep breath, looking down and realizing you still have your shirt on. You raise it up, pulling your breasts out of the lace cups and beginning to knead them and pinch your nipples, giving him something to watch.

Eddie continues fucking you, his thrusts getting sloppier. “What’re you doing there baby?” He asks through pants. You bite your lower lip and grab his hand that’s closest to you and guide it to your boob, pressing it firmly so he knows he can squeeze them. He does just that, hands grabbing them sloppily as his lips meet yours in a messy kiss. “Fuck m-m gonna!” He grunts before his movements stop, his hips slapping into yours deeply one last time as he releases everything he has inside of you. You stroke his hair as he empties into you, his cock twitching as his moans grow softer and quieter. His body goes limp and presses into you, his weight crushing. You giggle as you grab his shoulders, pushing him up. “Eddie bear, you’re too heavy!”

He raises his chin to look at you with a goofy grin, before rolling over onto his back and laying next to you. You curl onto your side and watch him, his breath slowing back to normal.

Your fingers reach up to trace the hickey you made on him earlier, looking darker and purpler than before. He sighs out a laugh, “yeah seeing that earlier in the mirror was fun. kept reminding me of you.” his eyes meet yours with a weak smile. “Eddie I’m sorry. For everything.” He turns on his side to face you, hand resting on your hip. He shakes his head. “No. I’m the asshole. I’m sorry. I just can’t- watching you with him-” “I know.” You run your fingers along his cheek. “It’ll never happen again Eddie.” He nods, his hand slipping down to rub at your sore butt. You flinch at his touch, still feeling the sting. “Guess I got a little carried away… I didn’t mean to hurt you princess.” He says, corner of his mouth lifting into a crooked frown. “S’okay.” You assure him as you snuggle up to him, feeling tired after such a long day.

It’s quiet for a few minutes, all you hear is his heartbeat thumping steadily under your ear. “Thank you.” Eddie whispers. You crane your neck to look up into his eyes. “For what?” “For letting me be your first. I always hoped it’d be me. And that was…” He blew out a puff of air, shaking his head slowly, “all that I hoped it’d be and more princess.” He kisses the top of your head. You smile, nuzzling into his warm chest as his arms wrap around you. You feel the words bubbling up your throat, filling every corner of your mouth and you want to swallow them down, fight the urge but you don’t. You say what’s in your heart.

“I love you Eddie Bear.”💕💕💕

Thank you for reading! Part 4 coming soon!