I think the one shots are turning into a series, oops. But they can still be read as stand alone.
Dom!Drug-Dealer Eddie Munson x Popular Fem Reader
Summary: You decide to find Eddie at a Halloween party in the most taunting outfit you could put together. And he doesn’t let you get away with it.
Warnings: Heavy smut 18+ Dom Drug Dealer Eddie x Fem reader. Mentions of hard drug use(well, cocaine anyway), drug deal of unspecified substances, unprotected p in v and oral (m recieving), pet names, derogatory names, vulgar language, pet play kink/collars, slight exhibitionism, sort of public sex/getting caught, praising kink, creampie, mask kink, Eddie being a tease.
Song Inspiration: Bed of Nails by Alice Cooper
Rockin' through the night
When they hear us screamin'
They'll be breakin' down the door”
Dom Drug Dealer Eddie Part I and Part II
He told you not to taunt him in public. You know what it does to him when you wear your little bell collar or paint your lips that soft, shiny pink color. Ever since the day you got railed by Dungeon Master Munson in his throne room and were caught by your boyfriend and subsequently dumped, you had found yourself craving more. The slightest hint of that drop dead smile had your inner thighs quivering, and you often caught yourself staring for way too long at his gorgeous hands with those metal rings, imagining all of the vile things those fingers could do.
You had started wearing little things to remind Mr. Eddie Munson of your previous pleasure excursions, hoping he would notice you walking by him in that short, easily accessible skirt and that fucking collar. He had stirred something in you on your last rendezvous, lighting a fire where you’ve never felt heat before when he directed you so authoritatively with that leash. You wanted to be his cute little plaything—taking you as he pleases and making you his bitch. So, very gradually, you started adding more obviously teasing accessories to your outfit, trying not to look too suspicious. But he could tell, and it started fanning a flame in his soul that rendered him absolutely primitive—temporarily.
He finally had to explicitly tell you to stop teasing him when he’s not allowed to mount you right then and there. And what did you do? You just skipped a few steps and came to the Halloween party where you knew Eddie would be, and you dressed in full costume like a slutty kitten. You were becoming a real glutton for punishment, going out of your way to receive it. You had of course taunted him with your collar on a couple of occasions, but this is the first time you were going out in public in full kitten attire. What sort of discipline would he be thinking of?
Eddie's piercing glare snapped you out of your rambling thoughts, causing your cheeks to turn a soft, pale pink color—the same shade as your collar and kitty ears. The one girl friend you had brought with you wandered off to find her boyfriend somewhere in the party in the basement, leaving you alone on the patio to be stared down by Eddie. He was sitting on the basement steps directly in your line of sight above everyone gathered around him, captivating the small crowd with one of his on brand story telling performances about one illegal antic or another. But the second you walked in, the only thought going through his mind was of slamming you up into the bathroom mirror and hitting you from the back—respectfully. That outfit was a declaration of war, and he was intent on winning it.
It was a good thing the skirt you chose tonight was nice and short—perfect for easy access. And of course you had taken the precaution of securing your fluffy kitty tail to one of the metal loops in your belt, so he could grip it for support. How courteous. Eddie's vision blurred as he watched your tail fur blow in the wind, your tufted white ears, the furry wrist and ankle cuff links…Jesus fuck. He shifted his position on the step, gathering his lunchbox of drugs and paraphernalia, and finished up his dramatic tale to boisterous laughter.
“Alright, Trav. You know what to do. Spread the word—pop up sale in the upstairs master bath,” he nodded to his friend sitting just under his right knee. The group all scattered one by one at Eddie's leave as he headed for the door at the top of the stairs to go up into the main house. You blinked, shaking yourself out of your trance and headed to the open basement door to find the drink table. The patio connected the main house to the outdoor garage, and the basement door was behind a small work room which was accessible by a garage door. In the basement itself, the stairs to the main house faced directly across from the door to get into the work shop. Behind the stairs was a large area with a couple of couches and chairs that people were occupying, and the drink table was situated inside one of the side rooms off the basement.
You made a beeline for the drinks, pouring yourself a double shot of vodka that you chased with a sprite when you got there. A couple of people in the drink room were talking in low voices about Eddie's sale in the upstairs bathroom, and you decided to wait a few minutes before heading up there to see him. After your drink started to hit you, you decided to wander around the party and mingle, meeting a few friends and classmates and engaging in small talk. Everyone complimented you on your costume, and you got hit on a lot. But you found yourself uninterested in everyone—none of them were as exciting as a long haired, metal head musician. You just bounced around from group to group until at some point you turned around and bumped right into your ex-boyfriend Jake, initiating an awkward conversation.
“Shit—Uh…sorry,” you blushed. The last time you saw his face, Eddie was in the middle of pumping you full of his seed, and the memory of that suddenly made a warmth spread between your legs. Jake seemed to be embarrassed by it as well, but surprisingly didn’t scurry away at the interaction.
“Oh…hey,” he rubbed the back of his head, looking at the floor. “H-how you been?”
“Um, I’ve been good. How about you?”
“Good…good. It’s been different…y’know,” he stammered, chancing a look into your eyes.
“Yeah…Look, I just gotta say—” you started, but were cut short by Jake waving his hand and shaking his head.
“Don't—You don’t have to apologize, okay? What’s done is done and there's no hard feelings. We weren't right for each other and I know that now,” he spoke a little more boldly, almost expressing a newly discovered epiphany. You waited for a moment before responding as you processed what he said.
“Oh…well cool,” you said hesitantly. Jake smiled and nodded, turning to leave when you spoke up. “Wait…W-what did Eddie say to you? You know…that day?”
“Uh—well, I guess there’s no point in keeping it from you anymore. I, uh…I kind of have some history with using coke…And, well, I won’t go into any detail, but Eddie kind of has photo evidence of it,” he admitted, avoiding your gaze. You stood there aghast as you stared at him in disbelief.
“Yeah, but still…No hard feelings. It needed to end, so your secret is still safe with me. And, uh…just remember what Munson is capable of…For your own well-being, okay?” Jake gave you one final smile before walking away. Where the fuck would Jake have been hanging out doing coke with Eddie? It was a brand new side you just discovered about both of them, and maybe your ex wasn’t as boring as you previously thought. You had no idea they used to run in the same circles, and made you even more curious and intrigued by the mysterious Eddie Munson.
After you found yourself back in the drink room downing another shot, you decided to try and find Eddie. You hobbled up the stairs and went through the main door into the hallway leading to the living room and bathroom. Okay, he said master bathroom, so you just had to find the master bedroom. You turned down the hall and walked down to the end, turning left into the room where you closed the door behind you. A few people were lounging on the bed and furniture around the room, and you could see more in the bathroom straight ahead. And there was Eddie, sitting on the closed toilet seat lid, cigarette between hips lips and exchanging small baggies of different substances for handfuls of cash. He looked up through his eyelashes at the soft click of the door shutting and held your gaze for a second before resuming his transaction.
“Everyone out, I gotta piss,” Eddie said without looking up as he counted the bills in his hands. The gathered group in the bathroom filed out of the door after an exchange of looks, some passing by you to exit the bedroom. You turned to follow them, unsure of what to do. “No. Not you. Close the door.”
His eyes had flicked to you as he finished counting the cash in hand, before stuffing it all into his metal lunchbox next to his feet. You patted across the room apprehensively and stopped in the doorway to the bathroom, across from where Eddie sat with his elbows on his knees. The longer he stayed silent and just regarded your appearance, the more anxious you became. His eyes trailed down your body and back up to your kitten ears, pausing briefly on your exposed cleavage to which you had gingerly applied body glitter. Your hands fidgeted nervously before his face softened and he offered you a kind smile that lit up his face.
“What can I do for you, sweetheart?” he asked softly, straightening up to support himself with his hands on his knees. It really does usually start out innocent like this. You go to buy some product, someone ends up saying something suggestive, and then you would end up being bent over a table or a counter. You had discovered that Eddie was actually a really sweet guy who loves and protects his friends and who highly respects women. But then he has this completely feral side of him that only comes out around the right pussy, and fuck if it hadn’t been a long time since he was around the right pussy.
“I—uh, was wanting to buy,” you stammered, avoiding eye contact as you stepped inside and closed the bathroom door. Eddie stood up from his seat and walked towards you, his boots thumping loudly on the bathroom tile. He stopped just in front of you, looking down at your short stature and taking your face in his rough hand.
“Buy…what? Angel?” He spoke in a low voice as he held your jaw steady with his thumb and forefinger, his lust quickly overtaking his manners. His lips ghosted over yours as he waited for your response, pulling your bottom lip down with his thumb when you remained silent. “Or did you just come here to get fucked again?”
The playfulness was dripping away as Eddie had your face in his control, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth in response to your audible gulp. He took that reaction as a yes, snaking his one hand behind your neck to pull you in to a desperate kiss. His other hand slid down your body to the hem of your skirt, slipping past the bottom to dive between your legs and palm your aching clit. He hooked his thumb underneath your lacy panties and tugged them down to your thighs, quickly retreating his hand to undo his belt and zipper. As soon as he had freed his eager cock, he roughly spun you around to face the bathroom mirror and bent you over the sink, settling the dripping tip just barely in between your folds.
“Do you think you deserve it, though, sweetheart? Being a fucking tease with that pretty little tail just lookin’ to get mounted like a bitch,” Eddie breathed into your ear from behind you. Your slit was drenching his cock in your arousal while he had it there just taunting your entrance, ever so slightly pushing the head just inside when he shifted. You shook your head furiously with his fingers supporting your jaw, earning a pitying chuckle from him as he dropped his head before looking up to meet your eyes in the mirror. “Words, baby. How many times do I have to tell you.”
At each word emphasis he thrust up into you, completely bottoming out before quickly pulling away again. He withdrew all the way, leaving the space between your legs chilly and empty and making your knees bend a little at the sudden loss of contact. You were so close, but to be so cruelly deprived of it like this was such tantalizing torture. Fuuuuck, you loved it when he teased you. Your cunt was begging for contact, but Eddie gently guided you to kneel in front of him.
“Okay, sweetheart. If you won’t speak up, I’m gonna have to find another use for that mouth. Now let me see that pretty tongue, baby,” Eddie groaned at the obedient quickness of your slim pink tongue darting out to greet him. He pushed his leaking tip to your tongue, where you helped pull him further into your mouth so you could wrap your glistening lips around him. The expletives fell from his lips in panting whispers as you began to bob your head down on his cock, pulling him in all the way to the back of your throat. You warmed him up with your mouth, applying a sensational pressure in all the right places, inciting him to want to rut into your throat.
The hand he had on your head reached down and gathered all of your hair into his fist, pulling it into a ponytail between your kitten ears to secure your head. He held you steady as he thrust his hips forward, pushing his entire length into your mouth. A cruel smile crept up on his lips as you gagged on his sudden intrusion and small tears formed in the corners of your eyes. He pulled out more gently, followed by a more controlled pace where he considerately managed your comfort and breathing. Even in his most primal form, he manages to control himself and make sure this is all for you. It was this generosity that turned you on so much about him and made you want to do everything in your power to please him in return.
“Ohhh sweet girl…your mouth is so good to me…s’o hard not to just paint the back of your throat,” Eddie slowly pushed your head all the way to the base of his dick, giving you time to relax and prepare your throat. His head fell back in pure bliss, pumping himself with your mouth as you tenderly massaged that sweet little spot just below the main attraction. His eyes fluttered closed for a moment before he caught himself getting a bit too close, and pulled out of your dripping mouth.
“Fuck. Get up, babydoll. I don’t want to bust in your pretty mouth today,” he mumbled as he curled two fingers underneath your pink collar, guiding you to your feet. He brought his lips close enough to graze yours, but kept you at a teasing distance while he spoke softly into your mouth. “I wanna fuck my seed so far into you…pretty baby…”
Eddie trailed off in his fucked-out state, focusing all his attention into saving his release and barely stringing together coherent sentences. His fingers curled around the bottom hem of your shirt and slid it up your body to expose your tits, giving them a tender massage before burying his face in your hair. He held you close to him, smelling your perfumed shoulder for a moment before forcefully spinning you around to face the counter and the large mirror again, giving him a perfect view of your tits and facial reactions to him taking you up against the sink. Your hip bones butted into the edge of the counter, but God, your pussy was so ready for any penetration that you didn’t even feel the least bit uncomfortable. Eddie's eyes were half lidded as he gave you a merciless smile, before sinking all the way to the hilt inside of you with no warning.
“Jesus Chr—” he mewled into the back of your neck as he rutted his hips forward again, and again filling you up to the back. “Such a perfect pussy, baby. Hmmmfuck…perfect fit…sweet kitten,” Your walls couldn’t help the way they gripped him in welcome, urging him further inside. Eddie's hips snapped against your ass in his enthusiastic thrusts, giving him the perfect view as it formed deep waves with every smack. He couldn’t get enough of your dripping eye makeup and completely cock-drunk expression through the mirror as he pounded you roughly from behind.
“Do you wanna be my little kitten, baby? Want me to get you your own little hooped collar, so everyone knows you're my pretty little slut?” Eddie’s hand went to the collar on your throat, giving it a tight yank back into his chest. He dropped his head to place and upside-down kiss on your pouty, wet lips before curtly pushing you back up to face the mirror. His hands both fell to your hips as he plunged into his fast pace, giving you little time to adjust. You weren't prepared for him to dive right into your sweetest area, hitting that perfect spot in the most euphoric rhythm, and it surprised you how much you enjoyed getting violated so crudely like this.
“Y-yes Ed-die,” you panted after every thrust forward, giving him the best view of your frazzled face.
“That's my girl…you look so precious all fucked out like that, baby. Remind me to cum on that pretty face next time, yeah?” Eddie growled, running your tail through his grip before clenching down on the tip to pull on it for support. You nodded vigorously into his supporting hand, earning a rough squeeze on your jaw as he pulled you back into him. “Sweetheart…you forgot your words again. That’s what? Your third time? Do I need to put this cock somewhere else?”
“N-no!…sir,” you spoke up, eyes widening at his suggestive glance down to just under your tail. “P-Please…cum right where you are. I-I couldn’t bear it a-anywhere else.”
“You’re so precious. I’d cum anywhere you told me to, angel,” Eddie muttered, his vision blurring again as he got closer to his climax. He shook himself back into focus and crudely removed himself from you to pull you back onto his lap as he sat down against the shower door. You took off your heels and instinctively straddled his hips, angling your entrance just above his desperate tip as he gripped the sides of your hips to force you down to sheath him. Your head fell back in absolute ecstasy, moving your hips forward and back across his length to your satisfaction. “My pretty girl…letting me fuck her like a whore.”
“Mmmhm…’m your whore,” you managed to croak, your eyelids falling shut as your orgasm approached. You rode him at the perfect angle to send you over the edge, your bouncing becoming shorter and shorter, before you sat all the way down and swallowed his whole length. Eddie grunted lustfully as he watched you come undone around his cock, riding out your high across his lap. His hands guided your hips up and down again on his hard length at a moderate pace, making the sliding shower door rattle behind his back. It seemed as if he had the strength of multiple men as he continuously lifted you up and down on his cock like you were just some sex toy. And it got you so hot.
You were hitting that spot again, as well as adding intoxicating vibrations to your clit with every bounce. Eddie watched your erotic expressions with genuine bewilderment, while at the same time stealing glances at your bouncing tits and down at where you two were connected. When you came around him again, exhaling his name in a panting whisper, all he could focus on was your beautiful body of a goddess coming apart around his dick. As you came down, he smiled in impish satisfaction before pushing you back and pulling out of you to turn you around on your hands and knees. His gentle hands slid up your back softly, before pushing you face down into the cushioned bath rug when he got to your shoulder blades.
“That's right, baby…My pretty little kitten…I’m gonna fill this perfect little pussy to the brim, sweetheart, is that okay?” Eddie asked with a gruff voice, pushing himself into your waiting core.
“Y-yessss, oh God…p-please give it to me, Eddie,” you gasped at the intense sensation of his cock filling you at that angle. The slow sink into your full depth had your eyes rolling back into your head as your sensitive walls enveloped him. He kept one hand holding onto your tail while the other squeezed the side of your ass as he started to pound into you. His hips sped up, ramming into you at a relentless speed as he chased his climax with this animalistic position. He couldn’t stop himself from only pursuing his own pleasure when he had you bent over like a wild beast with his cock slamming into your core. You bit down on the soft rug as his deliberate thrusts prodded at your sweet spot once more, sending you into another blissful daze. Your walls squeezed him desperately as you came around him, adding a perfect pressure to your already intoxicating cunt.
“Jesus…fuck. That tight little pussy stuffed so full,” Eddie panted as he watched himself sink into you.
“Mmmm…Deepest anyone’s ever been, Eddie,” you sigh into the rug, smearing your makeup with every bestial thrust you took. Eddie’s lips thinned in a wide, smug smile as he watched you endure everything he gave you, leaning over you to tuck his chin over your shoulder.
“That's right, angel. No one else can make you feel like this, hmm?” he growled in your ear, snapping his hips against you in slow, virile movements as he splayed one hand across your tensed stomach to hold you close to his chest. His guitar pic necklace tickled the back of your neck while he fucked into you in this tight embrace like a bitch in heat, his cold metal belt buckle around his thighs ramming into the backs of your knees. Your eyes were rolled back in your head as involuntary cries of ecstasy poured from your lips. You didn’t even notice the rattling coming from the door knob, but before you could react, Eddie had grabbed someone’s forgotten bird beak Masquerade mask from the floor and slung it over your head to hide your face. Well that was thoughtful of him to protect your modesty like that.
“Dude, what the fuck?! I’m balls deep here!” Eddie stilled in you, bringing you out of your trance to look up at the doorway to see his friend Travis standing there in shock.
“Oh shit! Sorry, man…I, uh…thought those were sounds of someone getting hurt,” he stammered, looking at the ceiling.
“They will be if you don’t get the fuck out,” Eddie picked up one of your high heels and threw it at him, sending him scrambling to shut the bathroom door. He huffed and went right back into his relentless pumping as soon as his friend had left, eliciting a sharp gasp from you at the unexpected pace. He gently lowered your hips into the rug to where he lay parallel to your body, grinding his hips into the smooth, round curve of your ass and hitting your front walls in the exact right spot. He breathed deeply into the crook of your neck, spilling obscene desires and praises.
“This sweet little cunt is the only place I dream of cumming anymore…So perfect,” he breathed. “F-fuck…I’m…”
Eddie didn’t get to finish his sentence before his movements stuttered and he buried himself deep into you, his entire length locked into your depth as he fed his full load into it. You shivered as you felt his cock twitch with every rope of his essence filling you up, shooting into the deepest part of your cavity. He held you motionless for what felt like minutes, keeping a tight grip on your thigh and waist while he finished pumping his entire supply into your desperate cunt. A glorious tingling feeling fluttered in your womb as you felt how warm and full he made you with the volume of his thick seed. After emptying his reserve into you, his body started to relax while still plugging you, only pulling out when he was certain that he was empty. You lay collapsed onto the rug, so fucked out that you didn't give a single fuck about his deposit slowly leaking out of your used hole.
“Shit…I’ve missed filling up that pussy. Such a good girl taking all of me like that. That perfect little cunt is resilient. I wonder what else she could take.” Eddie rasped, stuffing himself back into his pants and zipping up his jeans before sitting back against the shower door behind him.
“Mmmm…Anything you can think of, Dungeon Master Munson,” you quipped, turning your head to get a glimpse of his sweet brown eyes. He looked down at you and smiled, chuckling at the new nickname as he ran his palms down his sweaty face. And faint ring of sweat had dampened his shirt collar, having forgotten—or simply just didn't care—to remove it. You finally gathered enough strength to pull yourself up off the rug and sit up against the wall facing Eddie. Your legs stretched out in front of you, and Eddie brought his foot to push against yours and rock them back and forth in the most intimate interaction you’ve ever had with him.
“So…My kitty then?” he grinned, holding your gaze with intense eyes. “Mine I get to dress, and walk, and feed and fuck?”
“And protect,” you added, nodding to your knees. “Thank you…for doing that thing with the mask.”
“Of course, angel. Can’t have you exposed like that to everyone. And I can’t have that sort of attention on me, either,” Eddie replied. You held each other's smile for a bit before you both fell into a momentary silence and stared off into nothing.
“Hey Eddie?” you chirped after a few minutes, Eddie's eyes springing open from having drooped in exhaustion.
“When did you and…Jake hang out? He told me what the blackmail was…I thought you said you didn’t sell coke to teenagers,” you asked tentatively.
“Yeah, well…He’s almost not a teenager. Plus he was a reliant customer. Never complained about price and always had plenty of cash,” he said, running his fingers through his wild curls absentmindedly.
“And…you really have a photo?”
“Ohhh yes. And that whole night could be used as blackmail, believe me,” Eddie laughed.
“I’m afraid to ask,” you said softly, staring at his hands.
“I mean, it's not too damning, depending on who knows, I guess. We had all just had probably one too many bumps and he wanted to suck me off, so I let him,” he shrugged. You simply stared at his nonchalant face, pondering if you even really know your ex. And Eddie was so…casual about it. And it thrilled you to your soul.
