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dark tom holland when ur both filming a sex scene but he actually fucks you in front of the directors, who are none the wiser

pairing: dark!tom holland x actress!fem!reader

warnings: smut (minors dni,+18) (non-con)

the tension was high on set the moment you walked in. it was the day for the sex scene in the movie with your co-star tom holland. he was a sweetheart on and off screen until you’ve found yourself in this situation. usually these sex scenes were meant to be fake in reality but that was not what was happening as of now.

you and tom were under the sheets, to not reveal much nudity on screen and if anything slipped you were still in skin colored underwears. nothing would happen right? it was just acting. those were what you thought to yourself before the scene until tom was actually sliding himself into you. 

“what are you doing tom?” you whispered in his ear so that no one else would hear it. it was actually against the rules to do such things in front of the camera because it would technically be pornography. 

“making everything more realistic, darling. remember, i’m a method actor.” the camera was rolling and he was actually thrusting into you instead of pretending. your eyes were shut and back was arched. 

“great y/n, maybe a little harder tom, make it more believable, yeah?” the director ordered and tom was smirking in your neck while also kissing your soft skin. as the cue came in he went harder and started to moan too. your moans were filling the set and you were scared people would find out what was happening in reality. 

your breath was getting heavier and tom’s smirk was getting wider. he was genuinely enjoying this, on the other side you were confused about this whole situation, it felt wrong in so many ways. he didn’t even tell you that he was going to fuck you on set for real. 

before either of you could finish the director yelled “cut!” that was when tom pulled out without making it obvious. he adjusted both of your clothes and acted like nothing happened. 

“let’s take one more take guys. are y’all okay with it?” the director asked and not letting you speak, tom jumped in to say “any scene with her is okay with me really.” he winked at you and all you could do was smile and nod. 

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Vanilla

A/N: this man has consumed my every thought- someone please send help…and holy water.

Summary: Eddie is the school freak, but you have a theory that that’s the only place he’s freaky. He intends on proving you very wrong.

Pairing: Eddie x fem!reader

Warnings: smut, oral (m receiving/ face fucking/swallowing), spitting, choking, unprotected sex, use of pet names, edging/orgasm denial, slight degradation?

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“My ears, guys! My innocent ears!” Dustin yelled, hands thrown up in disgust.

“All I said was I didn’t think Eddie was very kinky, is all,” you defended yourself.

“Gross!” Mike groaned. The rest of the Hellfire Club just tuned you out as they went back to preparing for the campaign. Eddie was known as the freak of Hawkins High but you had a feeling that was the only place he was a freak. You had no way of actually proving your theory…well there was one way…but you would never dare to venture there with Eddie.

You were his close friend and nothing more. The crush you had on him years before was snuffed out when you noticed how he would look at other girls, or more recently Chrissy Cunningham, and it was different than the way he looked at you. So you pushed down your feelings until they were nothing.

“Why don’t you just ask Eddie?” Lucas suggested.

“Ask Eddie what?” Eddie himself asked, finally joining the group.

“Nothing!” You shouted.

The group chuckled to themselves while Eddie eyed you all suspiciously.

“Uh okay, shall we begin then?” He asked. Everyone nodded and he took his seat on the throne. You couldn’t deny how good he looked sitting there, in control of the entire group. You couldn’t help but think about him having control over you in other situations, maybe even having sit on his throne while you su-

“Earth to (Y/N)!” Dustin yelled, snapping you out of your trance. Everyone was staring at you, waiting for you to roll the dice.

“Shit, sorry.” You tried to focus on the campaign but Eddie kept his eyes on you the entire night and kept making sure you were okay, claiming you seemed out of it and even offering to postpone the campaign, must to everyone’s dismay. You ensured him that you were fine and that he was just too much of a softie. You were determined to finish the night and get home to shake off the annoying tension that had settled within you.

After what seemed like an eternity, the campaign finally ended. You celebrated with your friends and hung around for a bit after. You chatted with Mike and Dustin while Eddie and the other guys talked in the corner. You swore you caught them glancing at you a few times but you tried to tell yourself you were just being paranoid.

You grabbed your bag and bid a farewell to your friends, making a beeline for the door. You had just barely exited the room when you felt someone grab your hand. You knew from the cool rings on your skin who it was.

“Eddie, what’s up?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to swing by my trailer later? I actually picked up a copy of that new horror flick you wanted to see at the video store today so I thought maybe you’d want to come by and watch it with me,” he said almost nervously. You smiled at the sweet man and nodded immediately.

“Yeah, I’d love that. Just let me run home real quick and I’ll meet you at your place, yeah?”

“Sounds like a plan,” he said with a huge grin. Having movie nights with Eddie was nothing unusual, having been good friends for a while now. His trailer was like a second home to you so you thought nothing of it when you knocked on the door after going home and changing.

After knocking again and getting no response, you decided to just go in. You knew his uncle wasn’t home and his van was there so you figured he just fell asleep.

“Eddie? Eds, are you here?” You called out. You walked into his room and saw that the bed was empty, but before you could turn back around an arm snaked around your waist and pulled you flush against their chest. “Jesus, Eddie! You scared me shitless!”

“My apologies, m’lady,” he said quietly. “Although you should be the one apologizing. You’ve greatly wounded me, (Y/N).” You tried to break free from his grasp but his arm was firm.

“What are you talking about, weirdo?” Your heart was racing as you waited for his answer.

“I heard that you think I’m vanilla and I’m very offended,” he said. Your stomach dropped and you swore vengeance on every one of those loud mouth nerds in the club.

“Eddie, I was joking,” you tried to laugh and move away, but once again his grip tightened.

“What makes you think I’m not a freak in the sheets, princess?” He asked. Goosebumps covered your skin when you heard the pet name fall from his lips. You were confused about what was happening but you didn’t hate it- in fact you liked the way he was displaying his dominance. His free hand snaked up and grabbed your throat, giving it a light squeeze. “I asked you a question.”

“I-I don’t know. I just know you’re not actually his hard-ass, freaky weirdo like everyone makes you out to be so I figured you’d be a gentleman in bed as well,” you admitted. You figured this was just some joke he was playing on you but you couldn’t stop the effect it was having on you.

“So you’ve thought about me in bed?” He asked, the cockiness evident in his voice.

“No!” He took the hand from your throat and swatted your ass.

“Don’t lie, sweetheart.”

“F-fine, yes,” you said.

“What did you think about?”

“Eddie-” He turned you around finally and and backed you against the wall.

“Tell me no right now and I’ll stop,” he whispered, staring deeply into your eyes. You hesitated and you saw doubt flash across his features. His grip on you loosened and he began to let go but you stopped him.

“I didn’t say no,” you said. He looked at you and said nothing so you repeated yourself. “I didn’t say to stop, Munson. Unless you’re just all talk and no action, proving my theory to be correct.”

Confidence appeared once more in his wolffish grin.

“Oh, baby, you’re gonna wish you never said that,” he chuckled. He hovered inches from your lips and your body yearned for him to kiss you. You heard him grab something metal but you couldn’t be bothered to look. Eddie moved you from the wall and threw you onto his mattress. You looked up at the wild haired man, who you noticed was holding handcuffs.

“Well are you just going to stand there or are you gonna do something?” You asked.

“I’m gonna put that sassy mouth to good use, is what I’m gonna do,” he answered. “Hands out in front of you.”

You gladly threw your hands out, allowing him to cuff you. He placed them above your head and instructed you not to move them. He quickly rid himself of his clothes and climbed over you so his cock was sitting inches from your lips.

“Open, pretty girl.” He tapped the tip against your bottom lip as he said it. You opened only slightly, not enough for him to slide in. He reached down and grabbed your face in his hand. “I’m gonna have to fuck some obedience into you, aren’t I?”

You opened your mouth to answer and he took the opportunity to slide his cock down your throat, earning a gag and wide eyes in response.

“Hmm that’s much better,” he chuckled before he started to fuck your mouth. He went slow at first, taking time the appreciate how your lips felt wrapped around his cock. If you only knew how many nights he had dreamt of this exact scenario.

You looked up at him through hooded eyes, pupils blown with lust as you hallowed out your cheeks. It caused his rhythm to falter and he snapped his hips into you a little too rough, your hands flying down to his waist. He was quick to pull out, a string of saliva still connecting your mouth to him. He pushed your hands back over your head and smiled.

“That’s your only warning, princess. Don’t move them again.” You nodded and opened your mouth again. He slid the entirety of his length down your throat, only stopping when his balls were snug to your chin. You did you best to take him as you knew he was testing you. Your eyes burned with tears threatening to escape as you waited for him to move. “Good girl.”

He pulled out and let you suck in a breath before resuming. You could tell he was getting close so you sucked harder, wanting to taste his release. He was moaning and whispering how well you were doing and you wanted to see him come undone. When he felt your lips tighten he pulled out with a pop. A whine escaped your lips and the cocky motherfucker laughed.

“So greedy,” he mumbled, running a thumb over your swollen lips. He opened your mouth and spit into it, making you even more wet than you ever thought possible. He decided the best way to get your shirt off was to rip it down the middle but you knew better to protest. He slid your shorts off of your body, leaving you in only a bra and panties. “So gorgeous. Do you know how long I’ve thought about this? Of the things I’ve wanted to do to you?”

“Don’t tell me what you want to do, show me,” you said. You brought your hands down without thinking and he grabbed them.

“Bad girl,” he smirked.

“But-”

“No buts, sweetheart, you disobeyed me.” You rolled your eyes at his comment and you saw his gaze darken. He didn’t break eye contact with you while he slid his hand down your body and into your panties. You hissed from the coolness of his rings against your warm skin as he rubbed slow circles on your clit.

“Eddie, you haven’t even kissed me yet,” you whined. He leaned down like he was going to but stopped, ghosting his lips over yours. You desperately wanted him to kiss you while he slid a finger, then two, into you. You tried to close the remaining distance between you but his free hand was quick to push you back down. His hand remained on your throat as a warning.

“Good things happen to good girls, and you’ve been bad. So be a good girl and just focus on my fingers fucking that tight little cunt.” His words sent shockwaves through your body. His fingers did feel amazing stretching you out, pumping into you until his rings teased your clit.

Your climax was already beginning to build and was only spurred on when his thumb rubbed your clit. Your back arched in pleasure but you made sure to keep your hands above your head. Your pussy began to clench his fingers and he knew you were close. Just as you were about to cum, Eddie halted his actions completely.

“What the fu-”

“Only good girls get to cum.” He pulled off your panties completely and groaned at the sight of your dripping pussy. He slowly began to pump his fingers into you again, building up your release once more. “That was for moving your hands when I told you not to.” His pace quickened, his thumb circling your sensitive nerve once more. “Have you been a good girl since?”

“Yes, Eddie! Please!” You begged. You could feel your walls fluttering again, praying he would let you cum this time. You were almost there when-

“Ah, ah, ah. But you tried to kiss me,” he said, pulling his fingers from you.

“Fuck you, Munson,” you cried at the loss of contact.

“Hmm that wasn’t very nice, (Y/N). I think that earned you one more time,” he said with a smirk, bringing his fingers back but not touching you.

“No, please! I’m sorry!” You quickly said. “Please, I’ll be good just fuck me.” He pulled his hand away and bit his lip, drinking in the sight of you almost completely naked in his bed- handcuffed- begging for him to fuck you. He could’ve sworn it was a dream but no dream he had had before was ever as good as this.

“You’re that desperate for my cock, princess? You want me to fill you up?” He asked, lining up with your entrance.

“Fuck, yes, Eddie. I’ve wanted that for so long,” you told him. He pushed just the tip in and paused.

“How long?”

“Fuck, since I met you.” He pushed in a little more, making you moan.

“And do you still think I’m vanilla?”

“Jesus Christ, Eddie. No, you’re not vanilla!” He finally bottomed out inside of you and stilled. He unlocked your handcuffs and as soon as he did your hands were around his neck and he was thrusting into you mercilessly. Your fingers threaded into his hair while he sucked hickies onto your neck.

You felt that familiar feeling building inside of you once again and you worried that Eddie would stop. You tried to compose yourself as best you could; maybe if he didn’t know you were going to cum he wouldn’t stop. But Eddie was smarter than that. He could tell by the way your breathing changed and your cunt tightened that you were close.

“Hold on for me, baby girl. Not yet,” he grunted. You thought his trailer might fall apart at the hinges with how hard he was pounding into you. And you were certain that the entire neighborhood knew what was going on.

Eddie grabbed one leg and hooked it over his arm, putting you at a slightly new angle.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he moaned. “Cum for me, sweetheart. Cum on my cock.” His words sent you over the edge and you felt like your entire body might combust. Waves of pleasure rolled over you and Eddie finally crashed his lips to yours in a heated kiss. You decided then and there you never wanted to stop kissing him.

His hips lost their rhythm as he tried to prolong your orgasm for as long as he could. You had never felt so good in your entire life. When he was satisfied, he pulled out and broke the kiss.

“Open up for me again, pretty girl,” he said, cock pressed to your lips. You eagerly took him in your mouth and sucked him off. He didn’t last much longer, his cum coating your tongue. You swallowed every last drop until he collapsed next to you.

You both laid there staring at the ceiling, nothing but your breathing filling the room. You were debating confessing your feelings for him but you didn’t want to risk the embarrassment if that was nothing more than a one time thing for him. Maybe that’s why he didn’t kiss you until the end, because kissing was too intimate for a fling.

Your inner turmoil must’ve been apparent on your face because when Eddie turned to look at you he could tell something was up.

“You know, people usually look happier after sex,” he chuckled. “Was that okay? Was I too much? I would’ve stopped if I knew-”

“No, it was great! You were great! I was just lost in my thoughts is all,” you said.

“I’m surprised you can form any thoughts after that five star fucking,” he smirked. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You’re good, Munson, but not that good.”

“Is that so?” He asked with an exaggerated gasp. He rolled over so that he was half on top of you. “I’ll just have to do better next time.”

“Sooo… there’s gonna be a next time?” You asked nervously. He reached a hand up to caress your face.

“I would really like there to be a next time. And a time after that and a time after that,” he said. You smiled and he kissed you, slow and sweet. “I’ve liked you for a really long time, I just never had the guts to say anything because you’re like way out of my league.”

“You’re such an idiot, Eddie,” you laughed.

“It’s true! When I saw you sitting alone in the cafeteria all those years ago I went up to you with the intention of asking you out, but then you smiled at me and my heart literally stopped and I just chickened out. So I figured having you as my friend was better than nothing but lately it’s gotten so hard to keep my feelings to myself. So when the guys told me what you said I figured it would be a good opportunity to say something but then it just escalated into something so much more amazing and um yeah I really like you.”

“Well for starters we’re gonna need new club members because I’m going to kill all of them for being loud mouthed assholes,” you sighed. “I was actually really disappointed when you never asked me out. I figured you just didn’t like me that way and just saw me as one of your nerdy friends.”

“Dustin and Mike actually mentioned a while ago that you had a crush on me but I never believed them. And you being my nerdy friend is just a bonus. But hopefully now you’ll be my nerdy girlfriend?” He asked, eyes filled with hope.

“I’d love to, Eddie.” He kissed you again and you melted into him. You never thought you’d be with someone so perfect, or perfect for you at least. And as much as you wanted to kill the guys for running their mouths, you also had to thank them for giving you guys the push you both needed.

“So you have a thing for freaks, huh?” He asked with a smirk.

“If that’s as kinky as you can get, I’d hardly call you a freak,” you challenged. He raised his eyebrows at your statement then chuckled darkly.

“Oh baby, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛!

pairings: eddie munson x fem!reader

summary: eddie munson feels terrible that a sweet girl like you has such a terrible boyfriend. it'd be a real shame if he couldn't help you out.

fic warnings (mdni 18+): reader is over 18, smut, cheating, blow jobs, eddie eating the shit out of you, fingering, teasing, heavy make-outs, mentions of weed/smoking weed, vaginal penetration, unprotected sex, creampie, eddie being a little bit possessive, corruption kink if you squint

Covered with ink, the smell of weed lingering in his hair, the Hellfire Club enthusiast could only leave so much to the mind's imagination. He liked to keep true to his name, to let people think their scandalous thoughts about him as he walked by, never asking because that would mean they were communicating with the sinner himself. 

But Eddie Munson, alongside other things, was a fun person to hang around. He didn’t give a flying shit if the old ladies he passed by wrinkled their noses at his hair, or if people liked to gossip whether or not he made a deal with the devil. He was easy to talk to, comforting at times, and even caring if he truly tried hard. 

With that, there were other things that only you could see. The little laugh he let out when you opened up your front door to him, shushing him as the two of you tiptoed to your room. Or the way he pressed a little kiss to your cheek before leaving out the back, waving farewell to you from your window as you suppressed the giddy smile that made its way to your face. 

And it would be fine, really. Eddie could probably stay the night over, (maybe hide in your bathroom if your parents came up the stairs), but you two knew you could get away with it. And you could even stay over at his trailer if you wanted to, but both you and Eddie knew that there was one thing keeping you from spending the night tucked away in his arms. 

It’s just that your boyfriend just wasn’t a big fan of Eddie Munson.

But you think that’s what spurs Eddie on even more. 

Of being the sole person that everybody despises, of being able to defile you whenever he wants. Of being just too loud to raise suspicion, to have him look just around the corner and into your room to see you getting ruined by Eddie “the freak” Munson. 

Sometimes Eddie likes to play with fire, to challenge the devil as he leaves dark marks just high enough on your chest and neck so that most of your clothing could just barely cover it, and most times you’d resort to having to conceal it with makeup. 

Other times he’d like to write his name on the inside of your thigh, knowing that your pure and angelic boyfriend wouldn’t go looking down there anytime soon, but the thrill of your skirt being blown up by the spring winds and revealing the sinister acts that lay upon your supple skin.

But what Eddie finds funny about the whole thing is that most of the time, you don’t even try to hide it. Your hickies are almost always peeking through the layer of makeup or your clothing as if you wanted people to see them. Or how you wore the shortest skirt you could possibly find in hopes of having it scrunch up by accident, leaving people wandering eyes to zero in on the black marker lining your thighs. 

Something Eddie noticed about you was that you were a lot more sinister than you let on. Sure you went to school every day, acting as if you enjoyed it. And made the teachers happy with your grades and preppy attitude, but you were honestly a little minx that Eddie had never expected. 

Last week, for example, Eddie almost choked on the water he was drinking when you strolled into the cafeteria, not looking his way, caught up in something that your boyfriend was saying as you gave him a fake little laugh. But Eddie could see how you peeked over at his table, a sly grin on your lips as you went to rub your neck, his rings littering your finger as his eyes widened ever so slightly. Even worse was that you were wearing his shirt, the one he left at your house over the weekend. All while your boyfriend had his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you protectively to his chest as if you were his girl.

So when he came by later that day, knocking on the door, twice, letting you know it was him as you ran past your parents to open it, you cracked it open to see him leaning on the frame, his hands behind his back, a sneaky smile on his face as you shielded him from your parents view. 

“Eddie!” You hissed, watching him gleam at your annoyance at his lack of caution.

“What? Wanted to surprise you,” He whispers with a pout, eyes racking over your form as he lets out a low whistle, “Prettiest girl in the whole damn world.” And he knows exactly what to say to make you forget why you were mad at him. 

It had been days without you two seeing each other like this, being so close that you could see his doe eyes watching you carefully, hoping that he wasn’t crossing the line showing up like this. But deep down, he knew he wasn’t. Because as lonely as he was without you, you could barely function properly these days spent without having him by your side.

You watch as he pulls out his hands and shows you a little bag, “Someone was selling these while I was driving by and thought you’d want some.” And your frown can’t stay there for long as he motions for you to pick a cherry, ripe as it was just the perfect time of year for them. You bashfully grin, obliging him as you grab the ruby-colored fruit, popping it in your mouth as he gave you a little wink.

You had no idea how he could remember the little things you told him alongside all the other things happening in his life. But he’d do little thighs like this; bring you food when you called him late at night, tapping on your window to let him in, remembering the little things you liked and bringing them up late in conversation. It just made you fall even more in love with him, and it was painful that at the end of the day none of it would matter.

“Y/n? Who is it?” You heard your mom call out, worried about your quick behavior change, peeking over to see who it was but you slammed the door shut. You quickly swallowed, spitting out the seed into your hand as you waved her worry off.

“It’s Chrissy! She wants to study for our test!” You paused, “Can I go with her?” And you knew your mother wouldn’t ever say no to you hanging out with Chrissy Cunnigham.

“Of course! Tell Laura I said hello!” And that’s all you needed as you said your haste goodbyes, sprinting out the door as you were stopped by long arms, his signature smell wafting around you as you giggled against his chest. 

He held out the bag of cherries again, his eyes softening as you took another, nudging him with your shoulder as you smiled down into the ground.

“Trying to butter me up, Munson? I’m not going to suck you off while you drive, it’s a safety hazard.” You tell him with a raised brow as you chew, your lips tinting red.

“You know me so well Y/n,” He shakes his head, grinning to himself as he lets out a laugh, “But no, not today, pretty. Just thought you’d like it,” You roll your eyes, reaching for another one as you walk with Eddie to his van.

You were close enough to him that his hair tickled your nose, and his skin was hot as yours was he opened the car door for you with an exaggerated movement, causing you to laugh at his chivalry as he gave you a playful wink.

“Ladies first, sweetheart.” And you let go of his hand, letting him shut the door for you as he rounded the car, climbing in the driver's seat as the van roared to life. He placed the little bag of cherries in the middle, opening it towards you as you softened up at his little gesture. 

You drummed your fingers on your thigh, glancing at him from the corner of your eyes as he caught your stare, giving you a sloppy kiss on your cheek as you laughed, unable to control yourself around him.

“My rings, huh?” He asked as he turned the corner, glancing at your fingers that were still littered with his jewelry, a sort of brand he had on you that even your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend couldn’t ever achieve, “Little bit risqué don’t you think?”

“Thought you’d like it.” You answer coyly, reaching for his hand as you played with his fingers, tracing his palm as he let you, his cheeks dusted in light pink as he tore his eyes away from the road for a second to see you mindlessly toying with the skin of his arm. 

“Yeah, more than liked it,” He grumbled as he remembered you fidgeting with his rings that day, tugging at the collar of his shirt as you sneakily put his little love bites on display, “Almost ran over there and fucked you on the table.” 

Your cheeks heat in embarrassment, but it didn’t stop you from tugging at his fingers playfully. 

“Everybody would have rioted,” You joke as you put his hand back down to his lap, not missing the sound he made at the back of his throat, the one that told you he didn’t want you to stop as you grinned, “Think my boyfriend would drop from a seizure.” 

You pause, your lips pursing as silence floods between the two of you. You knew how he felt about your boyfriend, even though he never outwardly said it. Though glances shared in between periods, walking down the hall with you in his arms and the glares Eddie would shoot him didn’t leave much room for questioning. 

“Want a cherry?” You ask, trying to break the tense air as you plucked one from the bag, twisting off the stem as you held it up for him. 

He leaned to your side, eyes never leaving the road as he opened his mouth, letting you drop it on his tongue as he heard you let out a chuckle, rubbing his hand on the gearshift as he warmed up under your touch. 

“Still think apples are better but … not bad,” He murmured, spitting out the seed into his hand, “Better not be though ‘cause that shit cost me a fucking arm and a leg. Roadside vendors just rob you blind.” 

You click your tongue against your teeth, your smile dropping at his words. 

“Eddie…” You say with a sigh, pulling out another cherry as you held it up to his mouth, his brows furrowing as he shrugged at your tone. 

“What?” He opened his mouth for another and you obliged, “My girl likes cherries, so I bought her some cherries.” Your heart almost stopped as he spoke, but he didn’t seem to pay any attention to his words, nudging your elbow with his as he silently asked for another cherry. 

My girl. 

This whole arrangement was supposed to be a one-time thing. Your boyfriend refused to touch you, saying that he’d wait until the two of you were married. He’d go as far as a peck against your lips, but your hormones were raging and you doubted his little kiss was going to cut it for you.

Ever since you saw him, you knew that in some way or another Eddie Munson was going to be your savior. At first, you only talked when you wanted an escape, and he seemed to always have it ready in that little bin he carried around. 

Smoking with him at first was unusual, seeing how you normally did it in the confines of the forest, hidden away from the naked eye. But you slowly warmed up to him, your mind betraying you as you began to realize that the so-called “freak” of the school was probably the sanest one out there. 

Since then, lingering touches turned into experimental kisses, kisses turned into long hours spent in his trailer, and soon Eddie was fucking you on every surface he could find. Ranging from the back of his van, his bed, your bed, and the woods behind the school. And at first, you felt guilty, you did, but you couldn’t feel that way for long when Eddie made you feel the way you did. 

You told him that it would never happen again, that this was a mistake and you should have never played into lust's temptation, but Eddie Munson managed to reel you back, and after a while, it seemed like you truly longed for his touch. 

And the worst part is, you don’t think you’ve ever felt this way about anybody before. 

Not even your boyfriend, who seemed intent on sharing a future with you. You can’t recall the last time somebody had made you laugh as much as Eddie had, or held you close to his chest as if you mattered. He liked to talk about things, never focusing on just himself when he told stories. 

You knew that you had said it was only beneficiary, nothing else, no feeling attached. But glancing over at Eddie as he drove, his head somewhere else as he hummed a tune to a song he had heard on the radio, you felt yourself wanting to break your own rules.

So instead of dwelling on your warping feeling, the mind-numbing hope that maybe Eddie felt the same way you do, you opted to do something else. You looked out the window, staring at the flashing trees and the road as you saw the familiar sign that welcomed you into the trailer park, and he could see how you almost perked in your seat as he slowed down the van as he pulled up into his trailer. 

“Home sweet home,” He muttered, leaning across from you as he dragged your door open, the action making you let out a playful giggle as you lightly pushed his shoulder, kissing his mess of hair as you hopped out. 

Eddie raced you to the door, opening it for you as you gave him a little curtsy, earning a hearty chuckle from his end as he followed you inside, thankful that his uncle was away at the plant because he didn’t want him around for what would be following. 

You had become familiar with the flower-printed walls of the trailer, the scent of his recently smoked blunt lingering in the air. The bra you had forgotten here last week was probably somewhere hidden under his bed and you kept kicking yourself for forgetting to bring it with you whenever you come over.

“So…” You clap your hands together, turning around to find Eddie already getting his boots off, shrugging off his leather coat as he placed it on the nook on the wall, “Do you want to- mph,” Before you could finish the question you felt your back being pushed roughly against the counter, quick fingers kneading at the skin of your hips as his nose nudged against yours. 

“Needy much?” You ask, your sarcastic nature peeking through as Eddie groaned, rolling his eyes as his hands eagerly moved across your body. He could barely think straight after everything you had put him through, much less try to be patient. 

“If I parade around in that black shirt you like so much all day, you tell me how needy you are.” He lamented, biting at your neck as your eyes widened, hands trailing up his back as they found purchase tugging at his hair. 

He was right. You’d jump him when you had the chance. 

“I just…” Your voice caught in the back of your throat when his lips pressed against the skin of your jaw, hot as they pressed little kisses along your skin, “I just thought it’d be a good idea.” You whimper slightly when Eddie presses you deeper into the counter, the wood digging into your back as he pushes more of his weight onto you. 

“Yeah?” You could feel his breath against your cheek, heat flaming upwards as you looked up into his eyes, “That was your definition of a good idea?” 

And honestly, you would have answered him back had he not leaned back down, his lips pressing feverishly against yours as you let out a surprised squeal. He was rough, your teeth clashing with one another as he tried to put his emotions into his actions, his hands coming up as they cradled the back of your neck, thumbs resting alongside your face as he tilted your head upwards. 

He kissed you in that particular way you liked, the one that he knew made you go crazy. With his tongue swiping against yours, toying with you as he barely let you get a breather. He could still taste the cherries he had bought for you, making him moan into the kiss as you tugged at his roots. You were wearing that lipgloss he liked so much, too, which just seemed to make him go feral. 

“Taste like fuckin heaven,” He teased as he pulled away, his soft eyes looking at your dazed ones as you shot him a lazy smile. His thumb rubbed at the corner of your mouth, trying to clean it off the smeared gloss. He stared at your swollen lips, at the way you followed his every move and his thumb slipped through the corner of your lips. 

He went to pull away, his movements too slow and you too fast as your tongue swirled around it, never breaking eye contact with him as he whimpered, pressing his finger tight against the roof of your tongue, hearing your sweet little sounds following shortly after. He gently pulled your jaw down, your compliance making it easy for him to move you to his command. Seeing how the spit was pooling around his finger, he could feel his pants getting tighter at the sight. 

“Shit,” He muttered, “You don’t h-have to…fuck,” Eddie could barely think as you let go of his thumb with a pop, his cock straining as your hands pawed at the zipper, your eyes wide, silently asking him if it was okay. He wanted to laugh if he could; as if he’d ever say no. 

He nodded, his lips slightly shaking as he watched you fall to your knees, slow in your actions as you played with him a bit. You knew he liked it when you looked up, his pupils blown wide when your nose nudged at the bulge, a twinkling look in your eyes, knowing he was going to be wrecked in a couple of seconds.

He saw your hands moving gracefully, tugging at the zipper, undoing the buttons of his jeans, gingerly taking off his belt as his pants quickly pooled around his legs. 

You could see the contour of his dick against his boxers, the little beads of precum that stained the fabric. You grinned, fingers moving as they softly traced the outline, hearing his shuddering breaths as you squeezed the tip. 

“Y-you're killin’ me up here sweetheart.” He muttered, a shaky sigh escaping his lips as he tried to smile.

“Be patient Eddie,” You giggled, pressing a little kiss to the precum forming, the salty taste familiar as you went to tug his briefs down. You watched as his dick sprang free, slapping you on the cheek as you let out a little moan, the size of him never fails to surprise you, “You’re so big  - fuck Eddie.” He whines at your words, at the way your nails drag up and down the long vein that wrapped around his cock.

Eddie can’t wait anymore with your teasing, waiting days to do this as he grasps the back of your head, jutting his hips forward so that his dick pushes past your lips, a little groan escaping your throat as he keeps pushing himself deeper into your open mouth. 

“Jesus fucking Christ - shit - just,” He shut his eyes for a second, trying to compose himself, “Just like that. You’re so… so good at this - shit,” He began moving after letting you get adjusted, your nose hitting his pelvis as it brushed against his little tufts of hair. You let him guide your head, let him set the pace as he let out the sweet little moans you cherished so much, “What would your boyfriend say if he knew - fuck - that his girlfriend was such a slut for my cock?” And even though you don’t answer, he knew how his words affected you.

When this whole thing started, he tried to be as gentle and caring as possible. You told him all about how your boyfriend would neglect you, leaving you to fend for yourself, and that you were shy and genuinely had no idea what you were doing. 

So he’d coax you through it, tell you had to suck him off as you obediently listened to his every instruction. But now, after months of bending you to his will, Eddie couldn’t control himself when he was around you anymore.

“No one’s as good as you,” He stopped momentarily, shuddering as your tongue ran up and down his length, “Fuck, you take me so well…” And you did because Eddie taught you how. You hoped that after months of letting him fuck your throat you had picked up something, tricks that you knew made him go crazy. 

And you could feel him shaking, his grips on your head weakening as his fingers tugged at your roots. He was getting close, but before you could feel him release down your throat he pulled away, your brows furrowing in confusion as you looked up at him. 

“Thanks, sweetheart, but,” He murmured, his thumb rubbing at your lips, smiling as he went to collect a mixture of his pre and your spit, bringing it up to his mouth as he watched you clench your thighs at the sight, “Wanna finish with you tonight.” 

Your chest was heaving, but you smiled, shakily standing up, feeling the sting of the carpet on your knees as you winced a little. Eddie cooed at your reaction, rubbing at your neck as he pressed a kiss to your lips, guiding you towards the direction of his bedroom as you followed him silently. 

The familiar walls and smell of his room made you smile, a comfort you had been reaching out for in the last couple of weeks seeing that Eddie was busier with his campaign. Before you could look around too much he followed in, hands on your waist as he closed the door behind the two of you.

He didn’t want to waste any time as he pushed you down onto the mattress, his hands cradling your head so that it wouldn’t thump too harshly against the springs like it did last time and he smiled against your chin, almost forgetting where he was as you nudged his hips. He motioned for you to crawl on his lap, and you obliged, settling yourself so that you rubbed against his hardon, earning a little gasp whenever you tried to adjust yourself on his thighs.

“You are so gonna be the death of me.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing, Munson.” He laughs, the sound vibrating against your chest as he plays with the little necklace you had worn, staring up at you as you carded your finger through his chocolate curls. He stares deeply, not wanting to ever forget that he has Hawkins High's golden girl straddling his lap, looking at him like he exists. It drives him insane and riddles his mind every night about how you could possibly come back to him whenever you do.

“So pretty…” He murmured, sucking at your neck as you shuffled around in his iron grip, your eyes squeezed shut as he moved to your collarbone, “You’re always so pretty.” He hopes you know he’s not just saying it to make you like him more because the way you look right now could make him lift the world if he really wanted to. 

Your nose wrinkles and his heart drops, worried that he did something wrong, that his room smells too much for you, but your brows furrow in that cute way, your tongue poking out as you try to think of what was different. 

“Is that a new shampoo?” You tug his head closer to your nose, your attitude different from the one you had seconds ago as he chuckles, his chest vibrating against yours as he nods in your hands as he lets out a sigh of relief. 

“Mhm,” He kissed your collarbone as you were busy sniffing his hair, “It’s that one I kept telling you about, remember?” 

You nod, hoping that he knows you remember almost everything about him. How you want to remember because you couldn’t ever forget the little snippets of his life he tells you about. You know how he likes his eggs, where he places each ring (because he has a system - he’s not an animal), and how every nook and cranny of his room is decorated with memorabilia he collected over the years.

“Of course I do, that green one, right?” You mutter, and he nods as you kiss the crown of his head, “It smells really good.” He beamed, rubbing at your back as his hands slipped up your shirt. 

You felt him tug at the hem of your shirt, a little sign you had picked up on over the months as you helped him as you lifted your arms, your shirt quickly coming off as he never left your tits and the lacey bra you were wearing. 

He swallowed dryly, the sound audible as you raised a brow at his reaction, your lips tugging up into a little grin as his hands moved up your back to find the clasps. When he finally got it after seconds of playing with it he was quick as he tugged the straps down your arm, tossing the bra to the side, surely another one lost to the many you had left in his room.

“You’re acting like you’re in middle school Eddie,” You tell him with a chuckle, poking his sides as he glances at you, “It’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” And he shakes his head, his fingers playing with your nipples as your eyes flutter shut at the sensation. His rings drag against your skin, the temperature difference causing goosebumps to follow in their wake as your thighs clench at the feeling. 

“Shut up,” He murmurs, flushing pink as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth. He rubs at the other one, not leaving it unattended as you, and you heat up in embarrassment as he flashes you a smirk, cupping them in his palms as he gives both of them a gentle kiss, “Let me have my moment.”

You groan, covering your face in your hands as he laughs against your soft skin, taking this opportunity to trail his fingers downwards, pulling at your shorts as he slowly rubs against your clothed mound. 

“E-Eddie!” You squeal, squirming as he simply smiles, his thumb moving around to find your clit, your mouth falling slack as he continues to rub against it, the friction of the fabric causing you to squirm around in his hold, “P-please, oh…” You trail off when he quickened his pace.

“Please what?” His tone was taunting, the kind you hated because now you knew what he wanted, “‘M not going to give you anything if you don’t ask for it. Where're your manners, sweetheart?” You let out a little cry, your head falling into the crook of his neck as his other hands gingerly stroked your back in a comforting way. 

“Eddie,” You whimpered against the column of his skin, searching for the spot that made him go weak, his breathing shuddering as you dragged your lips against it, “Please…god fuck, please touch me.” Eddie snorts, his hands stopping their movements as he raises his brow in questioning. 

“Where?” His thumb presses up harshly against your swollen clit, dragging it down south as you whine again, “Here?” And you dumbly nod, not knowing if you had it in yourself to tell him what you want.

He didn’t have to be told twice as he hooked his fingers along the waistband of your panties, tugging them down as he flung them off into the abyss of his room. He could see how your chest was heaving with labored breaths, and he grinned inwardly knowing that nobody else would be able to see you like this. 

He flattened you down on the bed, pushing down on your stomach as you followed his movements, watching as he stretched, flashing you a charming grin.

He pressed a little kiss to the inner corner of your thighs, each one closer to your awaiting cunt, his nose rubbing alongside your clit, giving it a little sniff as you groaned, your hands pawing at the bedsheets as he smiled against you.

“You’re such a perv, Eddie.” You mutter, turning your head to the side so that he couldn’t see your expression. 

“Yeah, I know,” He chuckled, giving little kitten licks as you shuddered again, “But you like it, don’t you? Like knowing that I’m the only one that can touch you like this?” And you can’t answer him because you both know he’s right.

You can’t say anything as his tongues swirl against your folds, lapping up your essence as you moan, your cries growing louder and louder as he increases his movements. Everything he did was driving you towards the edge, especially when he looked up from between your thighs, smiling knowingly against your skin as he sucked loudly at your clit 

“So wet - fuck,” He groans, his tongue moving past your entrance as he watches your eyes roll back, “Shit…and you taste so fucking good,” And the obscene sounds mixed with the way he swirls his tongue around your hole is enough to make you go crazy. 

You knew he hadn’t been going at it for long but he was so skilled in knowing how to unravel you that you could already feel your thighs shaking, his grips on them tightening as he tried to hold you down. You carded your fingers through his hair, trying to move his head up and down the expanse of your cunt. 

“Just like that,” He’d say, his tongue moving up to your clit as he pumped a finger in and out, his eyes shutting momentarily as he felt you clamp down on him, “S-sweetheart you’re so fucking tight. Even after all this time,” You let out unintelligible babble as he drew circles on the bundle of nerves, adding another finger as you cried out for him. 

“Eddie! Fuck, s-shit,” Your words slurred together as he quicked his pace, feeling how you squeezed against his digits, “Don’t stop - umph!” You bit down at the back of your hand to muffle the scream you would have let out. 

“God, Eddie, please, oh, just,” You cry out, “Faster, please!” And he obliges your change in nature from when he first met you only going south.

“Come on sweetheart, almost there,” He coaxed you through it, his fingers and tongue never letting up, “You’re doing fucking amazing, come on, cum, there you go…” You twitched around as your toes curled, white flashing before your eyes as you let out a scream, your climax washing over you as Eddie made sure not to waste a drop of your release, quick to lap it all as he sucked his fingers dry. 

He grinned as he took in your wasted state; your legs spread wide open for him, pussy twitching from your orgasm, wet and shiny in the dim light of his room. He wanted to punch himself for forgetting to stock up on film to take a picture of this very moment.

“You look ruined.” He said teasingly,  moving down as he balanced himself on his arms, pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips as you whined at the taste of yourself on him. He trailed down, sucking at your neck, just above your collarbone. He made sure to leave another mark for tonight, reveling in the way you’d groan at him, smacking him in the arm for not being conspicuous enough, but not even bothering to cover it up when the time came.

“Because of you,” You muttered weakly, stretching your legs wider so that he could situate himself more comfortably. His fingers kneaded at the meat of your thighs, running down your calves, and he winked as he caught your stare. 

His hands grasped at your ankles, moving them up and to his shoulders as you winced a little bit at the uncomfortable stretch. He pressed a kiss to them, a small thank you for being so acquiescent.

Before he could continue you saw how he paused, his fingers still rubbing at your calves as he looked at the drawer next to his desk. You followed his gaze, your mind working fast as you tried to contain the little grin that graced your face when you tapped his shoulder, bringing his attention back to you.

“Don’t have to,” You whisper, your voice thick as his brows furrowed in confusion before you continued, “I’m on the pill.”

And he chokes a little bit, his eyes widening as you giggle at his reaction. The idea of doing it raw with you had been plaguing his mind ever since he first felt you wrap around him, wondering just how warm you were, and he could barely think straight when he thought about spilling in you, his cum overflowing from your pretty pussy as he marked you in the most intimate way possible. He was so lost in the little trance you had placed upon him that he could barely register your gentle touch as you rubbed at his cheeks. 

“Y’hear me, Eds?” You asked, worried as he seemed like he went to his little world as his grip on you tightened just a bit. And he nodded, looking back to you as he leaned back down, his hands moving away from your legs as your ankles slid down, catching you in an unexpected kiss. It was feverish and crazy how he moved against you, wet and sloppy as he tried to make it fast but he couldn’t with the way you held his jaw in your hands, looking up at him softly as your eyes searched his. 

“Y-yeah, heard you just fine, sweetheart.” He said through a grumble as he cleared his throat, pressing another peck to your forehead as he moved back down, readjusting himself to where he originally was as he rubbed at his ears glowing pink.

“Make me go crazy, seeing you like this,” Eddie murmurs as he aligns his tip with your entrance, groaning at the feeling as you stroke his arms, your finger trailing upwards as they push the hair out of his face, “You’re so fucking hot, y’know that, right?” 

“Eddie please just,” You press your lips together as he quirks a brow, “God - please - just fuck me already!” He laughs at your outburst, evading the little punch you threw at his chest as he pressed a kiss up against your knuckles. 

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

He pushes his cock in, bottoming out in you as you scream at the feeling of him. It was much more different than you expected, feeling all of him in you as your lips trembled at the feeling of his veins dragging up your walls.

“Eddie! Fuck, ugh, oh fuck you’re s-so big!”

He whines at the way you grip his wrists, how tears spring up to your eyes as you try to get used to his size. 

He can feel your nails drag along his back, the pain not enough to hurt him as he tries to control himself, knowing that you had to adjust for a couple of seconds before he continued. It was evil the way you had him wrapped around your little finger, acting like he knew everything when he was a total mess whenever he was around you. 

Your eyes squeeze shut at the sting, his dick still managing to stretch you out after months of taking him. 

“S-stop,” He moaned out as you dragged your hands across his chest, your psalm freezing as he shivered, “Stop clamping down on me s’much sweetheart, gotta…” He breathed deeply through his nose, still trying not to move, “Gotta loosen up, j-just a little bit, fuck, p-please…” And you try, really you do, but he’s just so big that you don’t have the opportunity to do so.

So Eddie gives up, his hips betraying his mind as he pulls back out, slamming back down into you as your screams and moans wrap around him, holding his body like a vice as you grip at his arms, begging him quietly through your choked words to just slow down a little bit.

You can feel every little inch of him in you, his veins dragging up and down your walls as his tip teases that spongy part inside of you, his hands trailing down to where your bodies connected as he rubbed frantically at your clit, your eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. 

“Shit - fuck, Y/n you feel so fucking amazing like this, fuck, fuck, fuck…” He groaned, his hands searching for yours, sliding them up as he curled his fingers with your, the bead of sweat trickling down his face as he kissed the tip of your nose in the loving way he always did.

It wasn’t that you weren't used to this, how he fucked you up and down on his cock.

Eddie Munson just always seemed to know how to fuck you stupid.

Words were incoherent from your mouth as you babble on about how amazing he was, his dick repeatedly hitting your g-spot as you gripped whatever you possibly could, your hands searching for something to hold because you felt like you’d be slipped away sooner than later. 

He hoists your leg up to his shoulder, leaning down as he nuzzles into your neck, letting out a choked moan as he kisses your breasts, sucking at them and leaving little bites all over them as he felt himself going insane with the way you clenched tightly around him. 

The smell of sweat and sex was defiling you all over again, Eddie's cologne mixing with the perfume you had spritzed on earlier that day, and it became addictive, the way you searched for it, something that only the two of you could create.

“Eddie, please, mphf!” You moaned as he captured the sound in a searching kiss, his tongue running along your lips wet with spit and tears, “Please, p-please cum in me, I wanna feel you so fucking b-bad!” You cried as his finger swirled faster against your clit. The feeling that mixed with the way he rutted his hips against you, his balls slapping against the flesh of your ass as it became drowned out by the sound of both your sobs. 

Both you and he could feel each other releases coming, with the way your walls began to clamp down even tighter and how he faltered, his legs growing weak from the weight of it all crashing down on him, his hold on your waist growing tighter than ever before as his hips slammed back down into your pelvis with less force than before. 

You trailed your fingers down to where he was circling your clit, all of it working together as you let out a little squeal as you gushed around him, your release coating his skin as he sputtered against you. 

“Shit! Fuck, oh god, Y/n, fuck, I’m c-coming…” He couldn’t finish his sentence as you felt his cum coating your walls, hot against your already burning folds as he slumped down, groaning into your chest as your hands stayed limped on his back. 

His dick was still pulsating inside of you, a little bulge from everything and he slowly pulled out, his cock growing soft as he watched his cum spill out of you, the sight nearly enough to make him hard again. 

“Holy fucking shit,” He muttered softly, his fingers going to your aching cunt as he tried to shove it back in there, not missing the way you moaned as he accidentally rubbed against your swollen clit, “Y’look so fucking hot right now.” 

And even in your dazed state, you managed to laugh, the sound warming up his chest as he engulfed one of your hands in his, bringing it up to his lips as he left tender kisses on your fingertips, trailing down to your knuckles as you melted at the gesture. 

“Shit, shit,” He muttered quickly as he notices all the marks littering your chest, his rings scratching alongside your waist from how tightly he was gripping you and he grimaced, “Sorry for hurtin’ you, didn’t mean to be so rough,” You would have argued if you weren't so tired. And regardless, you watched through blurry vision as he quickly jumped off the bed, tugging on some boxers as he sprinted out of the room only appearing minutes later with a wet towel. 

“Here,” He motioned for you to spread your legs a little bit so he could clean the mess between them, “There you go, just like that sweetheart,” He tried to be gentle, cooing at you as you winced as it dragged against the tender skin of your cunt, delicate kisses lining your entrance as he looked at you through his long lashes. 

“Y’did so fuckin’ amazing.” 

With a little giggle and a knowing smirk, you shrug, pulling him by the back of his neck as you kiss the corner of his lips. 

“I know Munson,” You push his hair behind his ear as he smiles into your lips, “You never fail to mention.”

He grins, flopping down beside you as he tosses your shirt back towards you, averting his gaze as he tugged it on, his innocence in moments like this making you fall for him even more than you already thought was possible. 

Eddie glanced at the clock on the wall, groaning at the time and you followed his gaze, the sinking feeling filling your stomach as you realized that it was beginning to get late and you’d have to go home soon. 

“Wish you’d just stay,” He whispered truthfully, turning his body so that he could press against your neck. 

“I know,” You kissed the side of his head as you nudged his jaw with your nose, wanting him to look at you as you smiled a little bit, “Soon.” 

He perked up a bit, eyes widening as he tried to decipher what you could mean. 

“Soon?”

“Soon,” You say with a giggle, laughing against his lips as he brings his hand up to cradle your face, smiling gleefully into the kiss as he gently bit your lip, pulling it forwards as your hands ran up and down the expanse of his naked torso. 

“Really?”

“Really really,” You say and he scoffs, almost not believing you as he raises his brows.

“You honestly mean it?” He sounded so optimistic, so tantalizingly precious that you couldn’t help but break into a wide grin, nodding against his face as he gripped your hips gently, kissing alongside your jaw as he could practically feel his heart beating sporadically in the limited space of his ribcage. 

“Cross my heart.” You say, doing the motion as his forehead relaxed, hugging and pulling you closer to his chest as his fingers trailed across the curves, the little dips your body allowed only him to see. 

The beating of his heart was loud, yet peaceful enough to lull you into a state of calm, your breathing slowing down as his hands mapped every crevice of your torso, pinching playfully at your thighs as you giggled in his grasp. 

“Think I’m starting to like cherries more,” He murmured against your skin, his lips hot on your shoulder as you smiled up at the ceiling, eyes twinkling as Eddie traced little shapes onto your stomach. 

“Yeah?” He hummed a bit as you couldn’t help but laugh at it all, “Why’s that Munson?” 

“Apples just don't...” He paused trying to think of how to phrase it correctly, “They don’t cut it anymore, if you get what I’m saying.” 

“I’m sorry but,” You chuckle as he smiles against you, “I don’t think I do, Eds.” It was these little conversations that you cherished more than anything, where both of you were carefree and the world around you didn't matter because the way he held you tightly against him made you feel so many different things at once you couldn’t process the emotion somethings.

“Yeah, well,” He gave an exaggerated sigh, “Cherries have the annoying seeds and they charge fifty times more for them but,” He licks your neck and you heat up, “They remind me of you. Apples now remind me of Henderson and his lunches packed with that god-awful smelling baloney.” You give him a hearty laugh, turning around as you kiss him, not able to stop because he always managed to toy with your heart in this particular way that made you wonder why you hadn’t met him sooner. 

The night faded out with him bringing you back home, dropping you off with a tender kiss and a farewell wave, acting like your very own knight as he left you beaming by your front door, your feet digging into the concrete as you reached up on your tiptoes to wave goodbye to him. And you Realized at that very moment that Eddie Munson had total reign over you now, and nobody could match up to him again. 

So when you meant soon, you really did mean it. 

That following day you strolled into the cafeteria, straying away from the boy attached by your side as you ignored his confusing calls, wondering why in the world you were walking towards Eddie Munson.

Your smile was bright and gleaming as he watched through a calculating gaze, leaving everybody in that lunchroom stunned and speechless as you leaned up and dragged him down by the neck to press a sloppy kiss to his lips, his smile apparent even as you pulled away, his hands never leaving your hips as he raised his brows. 

“New gloss?” He asked, feeling the eyes of everybody in that room as he motioned his finger to his lips, and you shot him an apologetic look as you wiped it off with your thumb. 

“Mhm, it's cherry!” You tell him with a little giggle, “Thought you’d like it!”

Eddie Munson was a man long gone after that, groaning as he swooped you back into his arms, not caring that your boyfriend was shouting loudly behind you, demanding to know what in the actual fuck was happening. 

Because now, Eddie could finally kiss that obnoxious flavored gloss off your lips and knowingly stare at the world with a cocky smirk because you were always going to be his.

baby bumps | remus lupin x female!reader

just a small drabble I thought about with a friend! @dancing-in-the-moonlight3

summary: as you come months along your pregnancy, you steal more of remus’s sweaters.

warnings: female reader, pregnancy, pure fluff

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You’re mine

Summary: You and Loki are in a relationship. Loki is quite jelous of Steve. When Steve helps you on a mission, Loki decides you need to be reminded to who you belong. Word count: 1.979 words Warnings: Dubious consent A/N: A little bit shorter than usual. Didn’t have a lot of time this week. Hope you’ll still enjoy it :)

The explosion was unexpected. Rubble was starting to come down, the building next to you was hit. Looking up, you saw the rubble coming at down at high-speed. You were going to get hit. Your movement froze and the only thing you did was staring at the rocks, getting bigger, getting closer. Suddenly a large figure grabbed your waist and pushed you down. It took you a moment to realize it was Steve. He was holding you tightly, his shield protecting the both of you against the falling rocks. He got up and helped you to your feet. “Try to stay sharp! We’re almost done.” he said to you before he ran off.

You looked around for any civilians. There were non left behind. The only person you saw was Loki. He was staring at you from the other side of the street. He looked mad. You started to walk towards him, but he disappeared. You shrugged it off. After a last check to be sure that there weren’t any civilians left, you walked towards the rest of the group. Steve, Thor and Robert were standing in the middle of the road. Building rocks were scattered all around this part of the city, cars were smashed and you could see bullet holes in the structures. Walking towards the group you asked if there was anything you could do. They dismissed you and you walked back to the chopper.

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i have been obsessed with the idea of eddie calling reader "sweet thing" and being like, so soft with her

baby this is the one!! i hope this was a request cos i had things to say <3

"Hey, sweet thing." 

You know who it is before you turn around, attuned to the dulcet tone of Eddie Munson's flirting drawl. 

"Eddie," you greet, gifted with the sight of his lopsided grin, his messy dark hair as he ducks inside the club room. 

The zippers are open on the sleeves of his leather jacket, exposing small silvers of his arms, the very edge of his puppeteer tat. He shuts the door behind him before striding in, his scent awaft as he sits down in the chair beside yours. He should sit at the head of the table as Dungeon Master and his choice warms you from the inside out. 

"What are you doing?" he asks, rifling through his pockets. 

You let your pencil drop and sigh. "I've been trying to give my mage a cooler outfit but I'm hopeless with clothes." 

He peers over your hand at your character sheet and shakes his head, hair bouncing. "Are you kidding? It looks sick."

You smile at his compliment, bashful, and then heave a great sigh. "With where we left off last time, I'm not sure she'll survive anyway. Her clothes won't matter when Dorvan the Tasty spears her head clean off." 

"You're burying her before she's dead." 

"I'm hopeless with your game, Eds. I don't know why you keep letting me back." 

You slump in your seat, though you perk up a little as he sets one of your favourite candies in front of you from his pocket.

You've gone through as many characters as campaigns and have yet to learn which dice does what, each game a kerfuffle of asking your seatmates what you're doing every two minutes, not that any of them mind. They're all very accepting, besides Mike (who you've learned not to ask). 

"Hm," he says, rolling his shoulders, voice mockingly confused. "Now why would that be? What reason could I have for letting you come back…besides the obvious?" 

"The obvious?" You're almost afraid to ask. 

"Let's think." His voice is affectionate with a hint of theatrics. "For every question you ask, I get to hear your voice. For every die you roll, I either get to see your sulky pout or your eyes all creased with victory." 

He's edging closer, his voice decreasing in volume gradually. 

"The last game, when you rolled a nat20?" Eddie takes your forearm into his hands, thumbs rubbing lightly into your skin until you're shivering with goosebumps. "Your smile? Your little gasp?" 

He brings your hand to his mouth and kisses your fingers gently, watching you from under his lashes. "Sweetest thing I've ever seen," he says into your knuckles. 

"Eddie," you chasten, tugging your hand out of his grip. Not because he doesn't melt you into a puddle but because the rest of the club will be arriving in droves soon enough. 

Eddie only grins, more than aware of his effect on you. 

"And plus, I don't keep letting you," he says, standing up with a big groan that makes you crazy. 

He shrugs out of his jacket and drops it over the back of your chair, moving to the locked club cupboard for everything he might need in tonight's session. 

"You're a part of the club. Doesn't matter how bad you are at D&D. You keep showing up and you're eager to learn, the guys all adore you and I personally don't mind your company." 

You roll your eyes at him as you turn in your seat though you quickly forget to pretend you're anything but enamoured with him when his scent reaches you again, strong, the jacket he'd discarded fragrant under your nose. You give it a secret sniff and your eyes close ever so slightly, comforted by his familiar scent. Green apple buried beneath a heavy cologne. 

He's on you before you realise, one hand holding the dice box to his chest and the other stroking back your hairline. You look up at him guiltily. 

"Whatcha doing?" he asks, brows raised, mouth turned up smugly. 

"You smell good," you defend yourself, cheeks hot. 

"Yeah?" he asks. His lips part, the tip of his pink tongue appearing as he wets his lips. 

"Yeah." 

He bends at the waist. The chain around his neck hangs between you. "I taste even better." 

You giggle at him and jut your chin up, eyes slipping shut as he presses a firm, hot kiss to your waiting lips. You can feel his breath as it fans over your cupid's bow. He tilts his head to the left and you take right, noses brushing as he parts his lips to invite you in. 

When he pulls away you're dizzy with warmth, lips tingling, always so surprised by the effect even his brief kisses have on you. 

"Whadya know," Eddie says fondly, the back of his hand gracing your burning cheek. "You taste best of all, sweet thing." 

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twin flame // gw x reader

words: 3.8k

series genre: angst, fluff, smut (all in due time)

warnings: jealous george, angry george, charlie x reader kinda, mentioned ronmine, mentioned hinny, mentioned bleur, percy weasley slander, alcohol consumption, spitting kink (sorta if you squint), cringey pet names, mediocre writing at best

a/n: idk how many parts this will be,, maybe 5. but i already have the ending in mine. happy reading loves!

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She's Mine

Summary: Eddie makes you attend a Lake Party with him and the older kids where his jealousy gets the better of him during a classic game of Spin The Bottle that your ex happens to be apart of.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x f!buckley!reader

Warnings: Smut, 18+ minors DNI, unprotected sex (wrap it up my friends), hand kink, choking, slapping, dirty talk, spanking, degrading, praise, a bit if dom!eddie, hardcore jealous!eddie, possessive!eddie, van sex, swearing, drug use, drinking

Note: This is literally my first time posting any of my work in like a year and my first time posting my work on Tumblr. I'd put myself on Fanfic writing retirement but then Eddie Munson, the man, the myth, the legend himself yanked me out of retirement. This is kind of long but I'm pretty sure it's worth it. Let me know if you guys want the Joseph Quinn one I've been working on!

Eddie fucking Munson.

My best friend for God knows how long. 5 years? 6 years?

All I know is that it took me up until this past summer to realize the stolen glances we shared were fueled by something other than friendship.

Something that I will never ever admit outloud to anyone.

Something that makes the way his amber eyes meet mine as his perfect little smile stretches across his lips cause my heart to skip a beat.

Something that brings me to his trailer almost every night just to lay next to him and listen to him ramble on about anything and everything just to hear his voice.

Something that lights my skin on fire every time he traces my tattoos or wraps his arm around my shoulders.

Something that Robin will not stop teasing me about. Hence why I'll never admit it.

My mind was currently logged with thoughts of the night before as I struggled to unlock my work locker.

Last night the Hellfire club had met to discuss the current campaign, but gradually as the night dragged on the members filtered out one by one, soon leaving Eddie and I alone in the hideout

It didn't take long for us to completely abandon DnD in favor of heading to his trailer to watch the newest horror flick he rented out.

Soon enough I was cuddled up into his side as much as I possibly could be while screams of horror and the sound of splattering blood rang out from the TV at the foot of his bed.

Eddie's soft chuckles as his arm which was wrapped tight around me pulled me even closer made my heart flutter. My leg was hooked over his and my arms were hugging him so tight that I could've bet money I was crushing his ribs

His raspy voice saying "I thought my pretty girl liked horror movies" was at the forefront of my mind as my fingers spun past the numbers on my locker for the 100th time

I had assured him over and over that I loved horror movies, but that doesn't mean they don't scare me from time to time. He'd call me crazy before kissing my forehead and pulling me so close that I was practically laying on top of him just how he liked

God he certainly doesn't make trying to keep my growing feelings at bay very easy

"Hey, Gorgeous" I jumped at the sudden appearance of a familiar raspy voice

"Jesus, Eddie" I breathed out, my hand grasping my chest as I released a heavy breath "Don't fucking do that" I scolded before turning back to my locker

"Someone's jumpy" he teased, reaching over me to spin the lock for me. In no time Eddie had my locker opened, prompting him to poke his finger hard into my side. I quickly swatted his hand away and finally looked to him. The second our eyes met I couldn't help but let a smile spread across my lips at the sight of his smug grin.

"What are you doing here?" I finally asked. His grin slowly turned into a calm smile as he leaned against the lockers next to him

"I had to return the movie from last night. Plus I wanted to see if you're comin' to that party by the lake tonight?" I sighed at his words. I don't know if that's a good idea. Who knows what I'll do with alcohol in my system and his overwhelming scent of weed and cologne filling my nostrils

"I don't-"

"Ah bup bup. You're coming" he interrupted, already knowing my answer based off my eyes alone

"Eddie-" he put his ring adorned finger to my lips

"Shh" he shushed. I felt my heart thump hard against his chest as his skin brushed softly over my lips amd he leaned in a bit closer to me "No use in arguing, Sweetheart. I'll pick you up at 7" the roll of my eyes made him chuckle. My heart dropped a bit when he pulled his finger from my lips and turned on his heels to leave the room, but I was quick to shove that feeling down, flashing him a smile when he glanced back at me as he walked away

The second the door was shut behind him I hit my head lightly against the locker in front of me

"God what the fuck is happening to me?" I grumbled to myself

Since when was Eddie's presence alone this intoxicating? Since when did the sound of his voice make butterflies bash around in my stomach?? And since fucking when was I curious to see how his rings felt against my throat???

Get ahold of yourself, Buckley. He's your best friend. You shouldn't be thinking of him like that... but God the way his eyes light up every time he smiles at me.. no. No shut up.

"Shut up. Shut up" I started unknowingly muttering to myself as I grabbed my bag out of my locker "Robin is wrong. She's wrong" I grumbled, slamming the door shut and turning around only to be met with another person "Jesus Christ!" I shouted in shock, my back slamming against the lockers as I threw myself back away from the person who'd been standing right behind me

"I'm wrong about what? How bad you wanna suck Eddie's dick?"

"Robin!" I shoved her shoulder hard "I don't want to do that!"

"Right, you just want to hold his hand and play with his hair and hear him call you Princess" her voice was dripping in mocking sarcasm as she opened her own locker and made disgusted faces "God it's disgusting how cute you guys would be"

"Shut up" I sighed out, running my hands down my face and turning so I was facing her "Are you going to that party tonight?" I asked

"Yup. Steve, Nancy, Johnathan, and I are going. Let me guess, Eddie's forcing you to go?" I sighed and nodded "Good. You need to get out more"

"I get out" I tried to defend myself

"Yeah, out to Eddie's trailer. How about some non-weed laced air for a change?"

"Something tells me there's gonna be weed there" I smirked when she rolled her eyes

"Fair enough" she shut her locker and turned to me "Can't wait to suggest a good old fashioned game of spin the bottle once you and Eddie are there together" She smiled teasingly at me "See you there, Sis"

"Jesus" I sighed out as she left the room "This should be fun" I grumbled before finally heading out to go get ready for the party

That Night

The echoing of a broken horn made my feet move faster as I dashed around my house looking for my shoes

"Hold on!" I yelled in hopes that Eddie would hear me over the Black Sabbath blasting through his crackling speakers

Suddenly I felt my foot get caught on something, sending me tumbling to the ground. My elbows scraped lightly against the carpet as I pushed myself up onto my knees to see what I had tripped over in my hast

My shoes.

Yeah. That's about right.

"Jesus, (Y/N)" I grumbled as I made quick work of slipping my shoes on and tying my laces. The second my shoes were on my feet I scrambled up and jogged over to the door. I threw the door open, jumping hard when I was met with Eddie who had been reaching for the handle with his spare key in hand

"What took ya so long, Gorgeous?" He asked, eyes running over my body. A smug grin had formed on his lips by the time his eyes met mine "Worth the wait" he winked slyly before offering me his arm "Mah lady"

"Dweeb" I teased with a small smirk, taking his arm once I had shut and locked the door. He gladly opened the passenger door of his van for me, helping me in before shutting the door and running over to the driversside

"Ready?" He asked as he put the van in drive

"I guess" I sighed out "I can't believe you're forcing me to go to a party that my little sister and her friends are also going to" I leaned my head back against the seat as I watched him drive

"You'll have fun. They're our friends too, you know" he pointed out, glancing at me to make sure I wasn't being completely serious about not wanting to go

"I know" I brushed my hair back, shifting as I watched the way his veins flexed against his skin when he grabbed the shifter. My eyes slowly drifted up his leather jacket clad arm to his side profile. His eyes were focused on the road as he started telling me about how wild last year's lake party was. The way his lips moved as he accentuated certain words to convince me that I'd have fun made my head start wandering to places it shouldn't

Suddenly he looked right at me, making me sit up straight and clear my throat as I quickly realized I hadn't processed a single word he said. He had a sly grin on his lips, a telltale sign that he noticed my staring

"What?" I questioned, diverting my eyes to anywhere but his

"Nothing" I could practically hear the grin in his voice. I forced a nonchalant smile, crossing my legs and looking to the road.

God this is gonna be a long night

At the Party

"There she is!" Steve's voice boomed over the music and chatter as I hopped out of Eddie's van

"What, did you guys take a detour to Mexico on the way here?" Robin joked

"Madame Buckley was taking forever to get ready" Eddie teased as he slung his arm around my shoulders

"Uh no, Eddie here took like 3 wrong turns" I shoved him off of me jokingly

"You wound me, Sweetheart" he clutched his chest and feigned hurt when I shoved his side. I laughed at his antics and took a beer from Steve

"There's a lot of people here" I observed loudly over the music, my eyes scanning the crowd. I spotted people I graduated with and people in Robin's grade mingling while people who were definitely way too young to be here tried to sneak beers from the older kids

"Yeah way more than last year" A familiar voice made me jump in surprise and turn to them "Never thought I'd see you at one of these, Buckley" my heart stopped when my eyes landed on my ex boyfriend

The second he was standing in front of me I felt the energy of my little group shift to one of pure disdain. Everyone was attempting to subtly glare at him, aside from Eddie and Steve who were flat out attempting to stab him with their stares

"Tommy" I greeted in annoyance "Thought you moved away" I recalled, given that that was the trigger for us breaking up. I had spent countless nights crying in Eddie's arms over how broken hearted I was only to realize that Tommy actually treated me like shit weeks after he left town for college

"Yeah didn't pan out" I could feel pure unadulterated rage radiating from someone to the side of me. I looked to see that it was none other than Eddie, who was gripping his beer so tight that his knuckles were white all while his eyes were still glaring at Tommy "Munson" Tommy nodded to Eddie, fully aware that Eddie knew every little detail of what Tommy did to me

"Booker" Eddie said back in an annoyed tone. Tommy rocked on his heels as I looked to my feet and grinned at how angry Eddie was

"So what, you two like.. together now?"

"No" I answered a bit too quickly thanks to my heightened nerves. I bit my tongue and scrunched my nose in annoyance when I felt Eddie glance at me

"So you're single then?" Tommy wondered, eyes raking down my body

"Dude, seriously? She doesn't want you" Eddie's anger was rising by the second. I placed my hand on his bicep just in case he tried to swing on Tommy

"Lay off, Munson. (Y/N) can speak for herself" Tommy looked to me with a grin "Besides, she definitely wanted every part of me last year" I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my beer before speaking

"Right, didn't you cheat on me with half the Cheer team?" I pointed out accusingly

"Doesn't mean you weren't my favorite" Tommy shrugged as he spoke

"Jesus" I scoffed. I grabbed Eddie's wrist and pulled him off with me as I went over to where Steve, Robin, Johnathan, and Nancy had slinked off to once Eddie had started talking to Tommy. Eddie's eyes were burning holes into Tommy as he begrudgingly followed me

"God I can't believe I used to deal to that fucking prick" Eddie grumbled, eyes still locked on Tommy even after we got to the group. His eyes immediately softened once I let my hand run up to cup his jaw and force him to look at me

"Do me a favor and ignore him. I'm not really in the mood for bailing you out of jail" I insisted. Eddie turned his face and kissed my palm before grabbing my wrist, his lips kissing their way up forearm and to my neck, continuing all the way up until he made it to my cheek

"I'll try my best, Sweetheart" his low voice made goosebumps flare up along my skin as he kissed my cheek

"Hey, get a room" Steve tossed a bottle cap at us. I felt my cheeks flush as I stepped back from Eddie and dropped my hand. I could've sworn I saw a look of disappointment flash across his face but I chose to ignore it and go sit next to Robin. "I can't believe that dickwad actually came up to you" Steve shot a quick glare in Tommy's direction

"Right? The fucking nerve on that guy" Eddie agreed "He even tried asking if she was single"

"You're kidding" Nancy inquired, completely dumbfounded at the audacity Tommy had

"I wish I was" Eddie looked over his shoulder to make sure Tommy was still far away from me "If he's not careful he's gonna leave here in an ambulance"

"I bet Nance still has her gun tucked away somewhere" Johnathan pointed out as he took a hit off the blunt between his fingers

"Steve definitely still has his bat in his car" Robin informed us

"That I do" Steve confirmed, nudging Eddie to grab his attention

"Jesus. Just ignore him, guys. Don't let him ruin the night" I insisted, grabbing Eddie's hand and pulling him closer to me. Eddie sighed as he ran his hand through my hair and sipped from his beer, attempting to avoid looking at Tommy again

"We should play a game or something" Nancy suggested. I nodded in agreement and brought my beer back to my lips. As I sipped from my beer I caught Robin's stare from the corner of my eyes. Once I fully looked to her I immediately clocked the mischievous grin as she looked between Eddie and I just as Eddie took a few steps away from us so he could light his blunt

"Robin I swear to-"

"Hey I have the perfect game idea!" Robin was quick to interrupt me as she got up and grabbed an empty bottle

"Robin!" I hissed

"Who wants to play Spin the Bottle!?" She asked the crowd. At least a third of the party eagerly came over and sat down in a tight circle around the bottle

"God damn it" I groaned out, placing my head in my hands and shaking my head

"This seat taken?" Tommy's voice made my head hurt. How can one person's voice be so fucking infuriating?

I looked up at him, about to tell him to fuck off when Eddie practically appeared out of thin air

"Yeah it is" he answered, sitting down and grabbing my thigh in a possessive manner. His grip was so tight that I was sure it'd leave brusies

The thought of bruises in the shape of Eddie's fingertips made a tingle shoot up my thigh and right to my core. I shifted in my seat to muffle the feeling and get closer to Eddie, completely ignoring Tommy as he rolled his eyes and went to the other side of the circle

"Eds" I nudged him when I noticed his glare was still aimed at Tommy "As much as I'd love to watch you beat his teeth in, you're my ride, and I don't know how to drive stick" Eddie sighed and sipped his beer, finally taking his angry eyes off Tommy as the bottle left his lips. He looked to me with an intense gaze that'd I'd only seen a handful of times from him. I watched his eyes slowly trace over my lips before running down my body as his head cocked to the side slightly. He chuckled darkly to himself, looking forward and finishing his beer

"You want another?" He asked, holding up his empty bottle as he stood

"Yes please" I downed the rest of my beer before handing him the empty bottle

"I'll be right back, Gorgeous. Hold this for me" he handed me his blunt before brushing his fingers through my hair. He sent me a sly wink before going off to get us another beer. My eyes lingered on him as he walked away, watching the way he smoothly dodged people along the way while his hair flowed perfectly along with him. A soft smile was plastered on my face as I took a hit off his blunt, letting the smoke slowly filter from my lips as I watched him

Eddie had stopped to say hi to one of his old friends that graduated with me when Eddie was held back, laughing at something the guy said as he grabbed out 2 beers from a nearby cooler. Despite not being able to hear his laugh it still floated through my head thanks to it being ingrained into my brain

"Alright!" Robin's voice broke me from my trance on Eddie. I looked forward to see her setting a bottle down in the middle of the group that was sitting on the ground "Everyone knows the rules, now who goes first?"

"Me!" One of the cheerleaders was quick to move closer to the bottle and spin it as fast as she could. As the bottle landed on one of the basketball players I felt a cold bottle get pressed to my exposed arm

I jumped at the feeling and looked to see Eddie sitting back down while holding the bottle to my skin. His goofy smile made my heart ache as I traded him the blunt for the bottle

"Thanks, Eds" I kissed his cheek before taking a rather big swig from my beer

The anxiety from the possibility of me spinning the bottle and it landing on Eddie was eating me alive as he leaned back on his hand which was propped up right behind me. His chest was brushing against my arm, sending chills through me every time he leaned in to whisper some sly comment about who was spinning

Soon enough one of the preppy girls that Eddie had been dealing to for a couple years now went up to the bottle. I shifted nervously as I finally realized that Eddie is gonna have to kiss someone at some point. Eddie noticed my discomfort almost immediately, furrowing his eyebrows together and leaning his chin on my shoulder

"You okay, Princess?" chills shot straight down my spine at the new pet name

"Mhm" I hummed out as quickly as I could, flashing him a forced smile before looking back at Kelly just as she grabbed the bottle

She spun it, sitting back on her heels as she waited for it to stop. Sure enough it came to a slow stop pointing right at Eddie. I could've sworn my heart stopped when she perked up to the sound of her friends cheering her on.

I cleared my throat and moved away from Eddie as Kelly came over to him. I saw him glance to me from the corner of my eyes, but I refused to look at him. I didn't want to see some girl that I've been insecure about for years all over him. All I could do was shoot daggers at Robin as Kelly placed her hands on either side of Eddie's jaw and pull him into a rough kiss. He grunted in surprise and fell back onto his elbows as she moved her lips against his

Robin mouthed an 'I'm sorry' while I clenched my jaw and looked to the ground. Once Kelly pulled back I finally willed myself to look at Eddie only to be met with the sight of his lips slightly swollen and cheeks bright red as he caught his breath. He sat up straight while Kelly stood up, shooting him a bubbly wink before going back to where she was sitting

I rolled my eyes and subtly scooted a bit further away from Eddie as he watched her sit back down. He furrowed his eyebrows together before finally looking at me. When our eyes met I cocked an eyebrow to feign not being bothered by what just happened

"You seemed to enjoy that" I observed with a flat tone. Eddie laughed and shook his head

"No" He simply stated, trying to move closer to me when he noticed how far I'd drifted from him

"Sure" I grumbled, tensing when I felt his hand softly place itself on my lowerback

"(Y/N) what's-"

"Oo, (Y/N)!" A few voices began taunting, drawing my attention back to the bottle. Tommy was standing over it, the neck pointed right at me. I immediately sat up straight when my eyes locked with Tommy's, who was grinning devilishly

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me" I groaned out as Tommy came over to me. As Tommy walked I saw Robin, Nancy, Johnathan, and Steve all share worried glances. I let out a sharp sigh as I decided to just let whatever was about to happen happen. Maybe if I make this the worst kiss Tommy has ever had he'll leave me the hell alone

"You don't have to" Eddie tried to interject

"It's just a game, Eddie" I insisted, still deeply irritated by Kelly kissing him. Eddie put his hands out in defeated frustration as Tommy knelt in front of me

"Let's see if I remember what you like" he winked before slamming his lips to mine. God his lips are so fucking chapped and he tastes like stale alcohol and cheap cigars. Fucking disgusting.

Tommy tried to weave his fingers through my hair to tug on it, but I was quick to grab his wrist to stop him. He attempted to force his wrist from my grip, struggling thanks to me being stronger than he anticipated. I felt him attempt to push his tongue past my tightly pursed lips. He was not about to slip his slimey fucking tongue in on my watch

The second someone called time I shoved him back and immediatly grabbed Eddie's beer from his hands, taking as big of a gulp as I could to wash the taste of Tommy's lips down

"Oh come on, Princess, you know you missed that" Tommy taunted as I wiped a small dribble of beer from my lip

"Don't fucking call her that" Eddie's voice startled me. It was dark and low with anger reverberating through his tone. I looked to him with wide eyes, being met with the heart-thumping sight of his clenched jaw and dark eyes

"Shut up, Munson" Tommy laughed to himself and leaned in closer so only Eddie and I would hear him "She'll always be mine"

I was quick to grab Eddie's shoulder and shove him back down when I felt him try to get up. Eddie shot me an angry look when Tommy finally walked away

"Why don't you want me to break his jaw, huh? You still like him or something?" I was taken back by his words as the group around us continued on with the game.

"What?" I laughed at how ridiculous his question was "I'd rather eat glass than let myself like Tommy again"

"So why can't I beat his ass?"

"Because he'll have you arrested. I'd rather not see you in jail, Eddie. What the hell's gotten into you?" I asked

"You." he grumbled to himself, looking down and laughing angrily to himself. I felt my heart thumping faster at his simple response "Did you hear him? He said you'll always be his"

"Yeah and so what? You know better than anyone that I fucking hate him"

"Then why didn't you pull away immediately?" I raised my eyebrows at his question. He can't be serious.

"Why didn't you pull away from Kelly?" I countered. Eddie's eyes darkened even further

"It's just a game" He used my own words against me. I rolled my eyes and looked across the circle to see Tommy staring at me. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, impulsively moving closer to Eddie. Eddie noticed immediately, his eyes softening just a bit when he saw how uncomfortable I was. No matter how irritated he was he could never stay that way towards me when he knew something was wrong.

He followed my anxious gaze across the circle to Tommy. When Eddie clocked Tommy's gaze he stood up, grabbing my hand as he did so. He helped me up onto my feet, pulling me flush against his chest the second I was up

"Eddie what-" before I could finish my sentence I was silenced by Eddie's lips crashing down onto mine

The second his lips were on mine I felt the entire world around us slow down. My mind went blank, fully focusing on the feeling of his smooth lips moving passionately against mine. The small part in his lips lit my skin on fire as his fingers tangled themselves in my hair to pull me in deeper. Our lips fit so perfectly together that I was having a hard time believing that this was really happening. Was my best friend that I've been in love with for years really kissing me like his life depending on it right now?

One of his hands came down to cup my jaw while the other was gripping my hip to keep me flush against him, the feeling of his cold rings against my burning hot skin bringing me back to reality. This was really happening.

Holy shit.

This is really fucking happening

When one of my hands slipped up into his soft hair a grunt left his lips, prompting him to pull back and rest his forehead against mine

That was when I remembered where we were.

The majority of the group we'd been sitting with were either smiling at us or cheering us on like they'd been betting on when this would finally happen. I noticed Steve slip Robin some money while Nancy gave me a quick thumbs up. I felt my cheeks heat up as I shrunk into Eddie's chest. Eddie held me tight, chuckling into my hair before kissing the top of my head. His body felt so relaxing and comforting until he suddenly tensed up. I looked up at him to see his eyes angrily focusing on something else

I followed his gaze to see Tommy mouthing the words 'She's mine' to Eddie with a cocky grin. Eddie's jaw clenched before he looked down at me to see that I saw what Tommy was doing

"Come on." He grumbled before linking our fingers together and suddenly yanking me off along with him. The group was quick to get back to the game as Eddie practically dragged me over to his van, which was parked behind some trees away from the group. "Get in" he ordered as he slid open the back driversside door. My heart was beating hard against my chest at his tone, not hesitating to obey him.

The second we were both in his van and the door was slammed shut behind him his soft lips were crashing back into mine. I gasped in shock but quickly settled into the passionate kiss

As our lips moved hungrily together I felt Eddie's hands slip up the sides of my shirt. The feeling of his calloused fingers against my searing hot skin sent chills through me as I gripped the collar of his jacket

"Too many clothes" Eddie breathed out against my lips. I took in a struggled breath as Eddie slipped his hands up my sides, taking my shirt with them "Please" the tone of his voice made my heart thump so hard that I was sure he could hear it. I gave him a quick nod of permission and in no time my shirt was tossed to the side.

Eddie's lips were slammed back to mine once my shirt was gone. He sat back against the backseat, getting a good grip on my waist before dragging me into his lap. My legs were straddling him as our lips moved together with a newfound passion that made both of us more and more desperate by the minute.

I eagerly pushed Eddie's jacket off his shoulders, letting my hand run across his jawline before slowly trailing down to his chest, coming to rest right over his heart. I could feel his heartbeat quicken under my hand when I softly bit down on his bottom lip, tugging on it as I pulled back from the kiss

"Fuck.." Eddie breathed out, eyes looking at me like I was the most fascinating thing in the world. I attempted to reconnect our lips only to be met with his hand roughly grabbing my chin. He pushed me back so he could look me in the eyes, giving me a stern yet cautious look "I'm gonna be rough with you, is that okay?"

"More than okay" I eagerly nodded as I spoke, wanting nothing more than to kiss him again. Eddie smirked at how desperate I was before pulling me back to his lips.

It didn't take long for his shirt to join mine on the floor of his van, my bra clad chest pressed against his as I laced my fingers through his soft hair. I suddenly felt Eddie roughly grab my ass, pulling me as close as possible before slapping my ass harshly. I whimpered against his lips only to earn another harsh spank coupled with his hand on my jaw carefully slipping down to my throat. I pulled back from the kiss to catch my breath

"Jesus, Eddie-" before I could finish my sentence a sharp slap was placed across my ass again. I couldn't even recover from the bruising slap before he roughly grabbed my throat and yanked me in close to him. My eyes went wide with shock as he clenched his jaw and looked me over. A dark determined look was in his perfect eyes as they met mine again, him leaning in a bit closer

"Do you know how insane you drive me? I've wanted you for years. Years, (Y/N).. and you chose him before me? That preppy fucking small dicked prick?" I let out a shakey breath at the stern tone in his voice

"Eddie.." I breathed out, taking a moment to collect my thoughts "I've wanted you since Freshman year" I admitted. Eddie's dark chuckle made a shiver shoot down my spine while his free hand began tugging my skirt up

"Guess I need to show you what you've missed out on then" he let go of my throat to let his hand trail down my body "Show you that you're mine, not that pansy ass daddy's boy's"

"Eds-"

"Shut the fuck up" he suddenly cupped my soaked core through my underwear. I gasped in surprised, gasp soon turning into a soft moan when the hilt of his palm applied pressure to my clit through the wet fabric "Or maybe you need to show me how sorry you are for kissing him in front of me.." his eyes were transfixed on my face as I clenched my jaw and released a shakey breath through my nose. A toothy grin spread across his lips when he realized that I was quickly turning into putty in his hands "You, my beautiful little Princess, are gonna ride me like the good whore you are"

"Excuse me?" I inquired, attempting to appear composed despite his palm rubbing small circles against my clothed clit

"Don't pretend like you're not soaking wet for me, Sweetheart" he cupped my vagina harder and pulled me forward so our chests were pressed together again. Eddie chuckled at my soft moan as he looped his finger around the crotch of my underwear. His knuckle was pressed softly against my slit "We can either keep going like this and see how frustrated you get or.. you can get my dick out and ride it" Eddie informed me. I felt his knuckle start to slowly drag up and down my slit, making sure to apply extra pressure to my clit when he reached his

"Jesus Christ, Eddie" I muttered, pushing myself up with my hands on his chest

"You make a decision?" He asked with a taunting tone. I bit my lip in anticipation as I closely examined his eyes. They had a dominant glint to them that I was fully expecting from him, but it sparked a bit of excitement in me nonetheless

"I'd like to chose option number 2, but I do have just one condition" I pushed past my want to grind down on his knuckle, looking him right into his lust-blown pupils

"Oh yeah? What's that, Sweetheart?" He asked, brushing my hair behind my ear with his free hand. I grabbed his hand as he lowered it, earning a cocked eyebrow from him. I smirked as subtly as I could, placing his hand flat against my chest

"I'll do whatever you want, but only if you choke me" I finally requested. Both of his eyebrows raised in surprised, a sly grin forming on his lips as he looked me over

"That's my girl" he commented. Suddenly he slipped his hand up and gripped my throat with a comfortable pressure. I let out a shakey breath, impulsively bucking my hips against his knuckle "I think you know what to do next, Princess" he nodded down to his pants. I wasted no time in undoing his belt and jeans. He lifted his hips so I could tug his jeans and underwear down just enough for his cock to come out. My heartbeat sped up at the sight. I knew he was big, but I didn't think he was that thick. Jesus Christ "Hey" Eddie caught my attention. When our eyes met he loosened his grip on my throat "You want this, right?" He confirmed in a soft voice

"You have no idea how badly I want this, Eddie" I reassured him. He smiled lovingly before pulling me to his lips by my throat. As our lips moved carefully together I felt him move my underwear to the side.

His dick slipped over my clit as I leaned further into him, his hand coming up from my neck to cup my jaw. As his lips slowed against mine I felt his breath shudder at the feeling of his tip slipping through my folds. When he regained his composure he slipped his hand to the base of my skull, taking a handful of my hair and pulling me as deep as he could into the kiss. His lips were so fucking addicting. I wish I could feel them on mine every minute of every day

Soon I steadied my hips over him, my breath catching in my throat when I let his tip slip inside of me. Eddie's freehand came to tightly grip my hip, our lips slowing against each other once again in anticipation

Finally I completely lowered myself on him, both of us gasping once he bottomed out

"Holy shit" Eddie breathed out, pulling back from my lips so he could look to make sure I was okay. When he saw the pleasure fueled look in my eyes he grinned to himself "Atta girl.." his hand on my hip carefully lifted me up "Now come on, move for me. Show me how sorry you are" I nodded mindlessly as I quickly got lost in how good he felt inside of me

I pushed myself up so my back was straight, lowering myself back down on him. We both released shakey breaths before I finally began moving my hips at a consistent speed. Eddie's hands gliding along my hips sent sharp chills through my skin, my hips immediately faltering at the feeling

"So good" he reached up to swipe his thumb over my bottom lip, dragging it down just a bit before his hand fell to my thigh. It groped around my thigh a bit, his eyes watching my thighs like they put him in a trance before he removed his hand from them "Come on, Princess, faster for me" he encouraged, both hands leaving my hips as I attempted to move a bit faster

"You're supposed to help me" I panted out, laughing breathlessly as I stabilized myself on his shoulders

"You can do it, baby" he smirked, hands gliding back up my thighs briefly before making their way up my body. He stopped to grope at my boobs through my bra as I sped my hips up just a bit. I sucked in a short breath before gripping his shoulders tighter. My hips were soon bouncing on him at a steady rate, the tip of his cock slamming against my g-spot with every thrust "Holy shit" he hushed, eyes locked on my face while his chest rose and fell heavily "So fucking beautiful"

The tone of his voice coupled with his smooth groans pushed me to move faster. His dark eyes trailed down to my chest where they lingered on my boobs for a bit before going back up to watch my face intently. I felt one of his hands slip down to hold right under my breasts, fingertips digging into my skin a bit as he admired me. A sharp shiver ran down my spine at the contact, briefly interrupting the rhythm I had going

"Oh God" I groaned out, shutting my eyes for a moment to collect myself while his fingernails dug into my skin as tantalizingly as they possibly could. My hips were swiveling on him at a steady pace. Not fast but not slow either. When I opened my eyes again I noticed the smirk that was adorning his lips, another sharp shiver infecting my body at the sight. I released a shakey breath as I struggled to focus on the pace instead of his nails on my searing hot skin

"Keep going, Sweetheart. You were doing so good" he encouraged, free hand taking my hip in its grasp so he could help me move

I soon began moving again with his help, my fingertips digging deep into his shoulders. Brief bursts of pleasure were immediately back to shooting straight through my veins as I managed to get back to the pace that I had been at before. Pants were slipping from his lips with the occasional deep groan as his tip slammed against my g-spot over and over again

"There you go, baby" he breathed out, eyes completely fixated on me. I gasped desperately at the sound of his voice, my body falling forward into his chest as pleasure started to overwhelm my brain. My face buried itself in his shoulder as a deep pressure formed in my stomach from my suddenly impending orgasm "Nuh uh" he tutted breathlesy "I wanna see that pretty face"

His hands grabbed each side of my head, fingers bunching in my hair as he pushed me back from his shoulder. My back straightened, hair brushing against my shoulder blades with each bounce on his cock

"Fuck.." he breathed out, hands gripping the base of my skull as his dark eyes bored into mine "Look at you, huh?" His voice had a panting teasing tone to it as both his hands slipped down, one resting on my neck while the other continued down to my breasts. I felt the cool metal of his rings harshly pressing against my searing hot skin as his fingers flexed around my skin "Working so hard for me" he muttered, leaning his head back and letting a groan leave his lips as he watched me

"Holy shit" I managed to breath out. My hands were gripping onto his shoulders for dear life as I moved my hips as quick as I could. The shaking of his van was a dead giveaway of what was going on behind the thin metal doors and blanket covered windows, but I couldn't care less

"If only that prick could see you right now" Eddie gripped my throat a bit tighter "My desperate little Cock slut. You love my cock, don't you, Princess?"

"Oh God" my cry was broken as my nails dug deep into Eddie's skin "I love it. You feel so fucking good" I gasped when he pulled me close by my throat

"Scream it" he suddenly began thrusting sharply up into me, his tip hitting impossibly deep inside of me with every thrust

"Fuck!" Eddie loosened his grip on my throat so I could be louder "You fuck me so good" my voice was certainly audible to whoever walked by the van, which seemed to be exactly what Eddie wanted

"What are you?" I could hear his voice falter when my hips began to meet his thrusts

"Eddie.. fuck" I breathed out, the knot in my stomach straining hard as my eyes fluttered. Suddenly Eddie's hand harshly met my cheek before grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him

"What. Are. You?" He asked again

"Your Cock slut!" I finally said at a volume that satisfied Eddie. Eddie groaned as he leaned his head back once again and released my chin

"Yeah you are. Good girl" I shuttered at the praise "Oo. You like that, Princess?" I could hear the mischievous grin in his voice. I nodded absent-mindedly as I felt my mind starting to go blank

"I.. Eddie.. plea.. please.." I couldn't form coherent thoughts as I tried to warn him of how close I was

"My perfect girl can't even talk. Cock drunk, aren't you, Princess?" He taunted. A deep moan slipped from him as my hips stuttered in their rhythm. The only response I could get out was a frantic nod and a desperate gasp of his name "Is my pretty girl gonna come for me?" I nodded once again, earning a raspy groan from him "Hold out for me, Sweetheart"

"Shit.." I hissed out, shaking my head no "C.. can't. I can't" I pushed out through my moans, looking him right in the eyes like I knew he wanted

"Feels too good, huh?" The taunting tone in his voice would normally make me want to smack him, but right now all I wanted was for him to demean me as my impending orgasm ripped through me "Fuck, baby. A little bit more" the tone of his voice and the slight sloppiness of his thrusts was a telltale sign that he was close too

"Eddie please" I squeaked out, mentally slapping myself for the tone of my voice "I need.. holy shit. Please" my inability to form my sentence brought Eddie closer to the brink "Fuck" I breathed out before letting my eyes meet his again. Once they did we both felt a deep seeded desire to be closer together. His arms wrapped tight around me, pulling me forward until our chests were pressed together. My arms were secured around his neck and shoulders, holding onto him for dear life while he managed to thrust even harder

I felt his soft lips begin to nip and suck around at my shoulder and neck between his brain melting moans, leaving tiny hickeys in his trail for everyone to see. My hand tangled itself in his soft hair, tugging at it in attempts to keep myself grounded

"Jesus fucking Christ, baby" he breathed out against my skin, holding me a bit closer to him "You feel so fucking good" I felt his hand on my shoulderblade move up to the back of my neck where he pulled my head down so it was resting in the nape of his neck. He turned his head so his lips could reach my ear, his pants sending shivers down my spine "You're mine, you understand?" His deep raspy voice made the pool of pleasure in the pit of my stomach even deeper than I thought possible

"Y-yes, Eddie. I'm.. I'm your's" I stuttered out, shutting my eyes as I struggled not to cum yet

"You're mine.. no one gets to touch you except me" he informed me, teeth nibbling softly at my earlobe "I love you so fucking much" he breathed out before his hand slapped my ass harshly. I yelped in surprise before moaning when he slapped my ass again

"Oh f-fuck.." I couldn't even focus on his words as the pleasure started to creep out from my stomach and spread to the rest of my body "E-Eddie.. I.. please.. let me come" I groaned his name again right in his ear, making a growling type noise leave his throat before he suddenly began thrusting up into me so hard that it left deep brusies on the back of my thighs "Eddie! Please!"

"Come for me, Princess" he ordered. Almost immediately the knot in my stomach snapped. Every single nerve ending in my body was on fire as my body convulsed against his. My hand in his hair yanked uncontrollably at it, making grunts leave him while he refused to let up on his thrusts. Soon, however, the feeling of my walls clenching and unclenching around him did him in "Fuck, (Y/N)" he groaned out, suddenly grounding himself deep inside of me and haulting all movements. I felt a warmth spread through me as he came, soft moans and groans slipping through his lips as he held me like his life depended on it.

Soon both our orgasm calmed down, both our breathing heavy and bodies shaking slightly. I completely collapsed forward on him, my arms and legs no longer able to support myself. Eddie chuckled against my neck, his arms tightening around me as he pulled me even closer

"Apology accepted, Sweetheart" he breathed out, hands rubbing my back soothingly as I attempted to even out my breathing. I laughed breathlessly and shook my head.

There was a short calm between us as we both caught our breath and brought our heart rates back to normal. Eddie carefully lifted me off of his softening cock, pulling me back to his chest once he was out. I felt his fingers tracing small shapes on my back as he thought to himself

"I'm um.. I'm sorry I jumped on you like that.. I couldn't take it anymore.. you have no idea how crazy it drives me when I see any other guy flirting with you.. especially when its that fucking prick.. You're mine.. and no one gets to touch you but me"

"It was just the game, Eds.. you know I'd never get back with him. I was hoping if I made the kiss really bad then he'd leave me alone" I breathlessly replied, my eyes shut as I hugged him a bit tighter. Eddie chuckled to himself as he rubbed my back soothingly

"Smart girl" he praised "And that's why I'm apologizing. I really shouldn't have jumped on you"

"It's okay. I liked it" I admitted

"Yeah?" He inquired with a smug tone

"Mhm" I hummed back, smiling to myself as I enjoyed the calm between us. Suddenly his voice from before began to echo around in my head. The words 'I love you so fucking much' were ringing out like gunshots once they crept back into my memory. I pushed through the weakness in my body to sit up straight in his lap and look at him with wide eyes

"Jesus Christ, baby, slow down"

"You love me?" I asked immediately. His face drained of all color when he finally realized his admission

"Shit.." he hushed, hands covering his face as it flushed red

"Do you really?" I wondered. Eddie chuckled to himself, dropping his hands and looking at me with eyes that I could've sworn read nervous

"Yeah.. I've been in love with you since we were kids.. I'm sorry I admitted it like that. I understand if you don't feel the same way.. I'm sorry if I ruined everything" his worried tone made my heart warm up just a bit. I leaned forward to cup his face, my fingertips toying with his hair behind his ear while my thumb slipped along his cheekbone

"I love you too, Eds" I quietly admitted. The nervous gleam finally left his eyes while his skin regained color

"Really?" He inquired eagerly

"I just let you fuck me senseless, Eddie. I'm pretty sure I feel the same" Eddie's cheeks flushed pink at my words as a shy smile spread across his lips. I smiled softly at him, eyes admiring his features before I pulled him forward to me.

Our lips met in a soft and slow kiss, his hand gingerly cupping my jaw to pull me in deeper. As our lips moved passionately together I felt my shaking legs begin to ache a bit, but I kept on with the kiss despite the ache. We slowly pulled apart, a delicate smile adorning both our lips as we did so. Our foreheads rested against each other as Eddie's hand dropped down to my thigh, thumb massaging into my skin

"Be mine?" His voice was just above a whisper, making my heart swell

"I'm already yours"