𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 —send Me A Shy!reader Request

Teach Me [Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader]

Summary: Eddie notices you watching him in class and asks you for your help.

TW/CW: Smut, 18+ only, minors DNI. Thigh riding, grinding, fingering, PIV, ring-kink, mutual pining, idiots in love, possessive!eddie toward the end

A/N: I am down horrendously for this man, your honor

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Ms. O'Donnel's class was kind of a bitch. Even you had to admit it, and you did pretty well for yourself in school.

You had been stealing glances at Eddie Munson all year-- the older, charming, slightly dangerous but all-too-fluffy dungeon master with the best damn hair you'd ever seen.

You came from different worlds and two obviously opposite ends of the social spectrum. Eddie was loud and loved to make a scene, putting his humor on display for any and everyone with no regrets. Whereas you tried to stay to yourself and avoid human interaction to the best of your ability.

That didn't stop what was once your little spark of interest with Eddie from turning into a full on wildfire; vibrant flames that were fanned every time you saw that devilish grin of his.

You had to work hard to avert your eyes as he drummed on his notebook with his pencil, twirling the ends of his hair with his free hand. You'd look away successfully, just to feel your eyes slowly drifting back to him moments later.

His rings caught your eye this time as he played with his hair, the different silver bands catching the sunlight as his fingers bent and twirled around the strands of hair. You had to swallow back the audible gasp that rose in your throat when he suddenly turned his head and caught you staring.

You quickly looked down at your desk, scribbling nonsense in your notebook as if you'd been working away the whole class period - not daydreaming about his ring-clad fingers being wrapped around your throat.

You could feel your heart ramming against your ribcage as you willed the bell to ring, granting you a sweet escape into the sea of people that would flood the hallways, hiding you from the piercing doe eyes that were burning into you now.

You glanced back up momentarily to find Eddie still looking at you, a cheeky smirk sitting perfectly on his face. You blinked a few times, suddenly forgetting how to look away.

Hi he mouthed as Ms. O'Donnel drawled on about the book report assignment, rushing to push out details before the final bell rang.

You lifted your hand and waved discreetly as your cheeks began to burn.

His smile grew wider as he admired your shyness, something Eddie absolutely adored about you.

The bell rang and you thanked the Gods, hurrying to shove your books in your bag and get the hell out of there. You managed to slip out of the class before anyone else, speed walking to your locker to put your things away despite your first thought to just lug it all home to save time.

You shut the locker, your heart practically leaping from your chest as Eddie stood propped against the lockers behind it. You let out a small yelp that sent a chuckle straight through him.

"Didn't mean to scare you," he said as he watched you with an amused grin. "I'm Eddie. We have English together," he says as he motions down the hall.

"Yeah, I know," you say hesitantly. "I'm-"

"Y/N," he finishes for you as he shakes your hand slowly, his cold rings pressing into your hand. "I know," he says as he squints his eyes with a grin.

Your name falling from his lips was a melody you could listen to on repeat. You were a little shocked that he knew your name, but the thought quickly vanished as your focus turned to how intently he was watching you.

You realize you're standing there like an idiot so you throw your bag over your shoulder, trying to appear less like a star-struck loser.

"Well, have a good day," You say awkwardly as you walk past him, taking a deep breath as you feel your nerve endings singe.

"Hey, wait up!" he calls as he jogs up next to you, walking with you down the hall to the large double doors to freedom.

You looked up at him with expectant eyes as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Listen, I'm uh... I'm tanking O'Donnel's class. I really need a D so I can graduate next month," he says quietly, almost with shame in his voice. "Could we, I don't know, maybe study together? This book report is going to kick my ass,"

You stopped in your tracks as you stood outside of the school now, looking up as the sun beamed down on Eddie's frizzy hair. Of course he just wanted help with English. Now that made sense to you.

"Well, I guess I'm free... sure. Why not?" You say, looking down at your sneakers. What did you have to lose?

Eddie burst into an obnoxiously adorable display of excitement, jumping up on the ledge of the stairs to take a victory stance with his arms thrown in the air.

Your eyes were wide as you looked around, feeling the curious, judgmental looks of your peers on you now.

Eddie hopped back down and placed his hand on your back to lead you away from the busy entrance. "Shit, sorry," he whispered as he tried to shield you. You tried to hide the effect it had on you as you felt warmth travel through your whole body.

"Yours or mine?" Eddie asked, turning to walk backwards as he pulled a cigarette out and placed it between his lips to light it. "My uncle is away for a few days, so my place is pretty quiet."

You nodded, a nervousness creeping up the back of your neck when you thought of being alone with him. You mentally shook it out. No, you were just going to study. Eddie smiled as he pulled his keys from his pocket to jingle them, jerking his head to point toward his van.

"M'lady," he said with a dramatic bow as he opened the passenger side door to let you in. You couldn't help but smile, which made Eddie's entire day.

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"So you're tellin' me this man slayed a dragon just to die like right after?" Eddie asked with exasperation, sat on his bed with books and papers scattered all around the both of you.

You giggled and shrugged your shoulders. "Something like that. Maybe we should read it again," you mused as he cocked his head to the side, observing the way your eyes squinted when you smiled really big.

You look up from your copy of Beowulf to catch him staring, the smile dropping from your face as you realized you were sitting in Eddie Munson's bed... With Eddie Munson. It was surreal, to say the least.

"Thanks again for your help," Eddie said as he put his pencil down and stretched, the hem of his Hellfire Club shirt lifting to show his lower belly. You glanced away shyly as you pretended not to notice his happy trail.

You felt a sudden wave of confidence hit as your curiosity nagged in the back of your mind. "So why did you ask me to help you?"

Eddie smiled, looking down at his hands as he spun his rings.

"You're smart..." he said lowly, leaving it open like he had more to add. You waited, and he obliged. "And you're fascinating."

You felt your cheeks heating up again, looking away from him. "I'm not fascinating," you said with a soft laugh.

You felt movement on the bed as Eddie slid his books and papers out of the way, shifting closer to you.

"Look at me," he said firmly, and you looked because, well, he told you to.

"You are fascinating. And you're beautiful. And you are all the things you tell yourself you're not," Eddie said with a raised eyebrow, as if he wasn't backing down until you agreed with him.

You struggled to maintain eye contact as you felt embarrassment rising to your cheeks once again.

He reaches out to place his hand on your face, furrowing his brow when you flinch at first.

"You okay?" He asks softly as you nod, leaning into his touch.

And with that, he leans forward on his knees, pulling you toward him gently to capture your lips in a longing kiss. You feel your head spin with intoxication and yearning, greed filling your senses as you want more, need more.

A soft moan leaves your throat as you lean up on your knees now, pressing your body into his as he wraps his arm firmly around your waist to hold you there.

You break the kiss as you look over his face, his eyes heavy with want as his other hand loses itself in your hair.

"I can't tell you how long I've wanted this," you whisper as he presses a kiss to your jawline.

"God, me too," he says lowly as he kisses your lips again, his fingers running down the side of your neck.

You feel your core tightening as he holds you tightly, his tongue pushing past your teeth to dive into your mouth, swirling around your own as you feel arousal pooling in between your thighs.

Eddie slowly sinks back onto the bed, pulling you down with him so that you're laying on his chest.

He pulls away to run his thumb over your swollen bottom lip, his eyes darker now as you feel his cock hardening against your hip.

"So pretty," he says as he brushes your hair from your face, his eyes scanning over your features. "What's a girl like you doing with a guy like me anyway?" He says with a hushed laugh.

You sigh as you instinctively grind your hips against his, watching as his eyes roll back momentarily.

"Whatever," you laugh, shaking your head as he bucks his hips, grinding his clothed erection against your throbbing cunt, as if to punish you for your comeback.

"You're out of my league, sweetheart. I had no idea I even had a shot with you," he said as you rolled your hips again, a groan slipped out of his throat and his fingers digging into your hips to hold you against him.

"I'm just... shy," you say as you look down at your hands bracing against his chest.

"I know. It's hot," he says with a smirk as he pulls you down to kiss you with vehemence, flipping you over on to your back.

You feel impatient as he slides his knee in between your legs, pushing your skirt up and granting you access to grind down on his thigh. You wiggle your hips, anxious for friction but still feel that empty ache you desperately need him to fill.

"Touch me, Eddie... Please," you whisper, grasping his shirt as you look up into his eyes.

"I don't want to push you too far," he says lowly as his eyes scan your body now. "God, I want you... I don't know if I'll be able to control myself,"

You grab his hand and slide it into your skirt, pressing his fingers against your wetness as you gasp, squeezing your eyes shut.

"I don't want you to," you huff as your eyes gaze up at him sweetly.

It drives Eddie crazy, watching you pleasure yourself with his hand. His mouth falls open as you moan, pressing his digits down on your clit.

"We're gonna have so much fun together, princess," he says as he circles his fingers against your bud, his cock throbbing in his pants.

Eddie's lips crash into yours as he slips his fingers further into your folds, spreading your juices down so he can easily slip a finger inside of you.

"Fuck," you gasp as you throw your head back against the pillow, granting him perfect access to your throat. He sucks a purple bruise into the side, biting gently as he releases the skin, pumping his finger in and out of you at a rhythmic pace.

You reach down and clumsily fumble with his pants button and zipper until you finally make enough room to venture inside and grab ahold of him, hard and throbbing at your touch.

Eddie hisses as you squeeze the base before pumping your fist up and down slowly one time.

"Do you have a condom?" You ask, Eddie quickly nodding as he leans over to find one in his night stand.

He leans back to kick his jeans off before rolling on the contraceptive, an erotic display as he fists his own length a few times to stretch out the latex.

His eyes meet yours again as he gazes down at you: a panting, anticipating mess laid before him. With your skirt pushed up around your waist, he helps you slip off your panties before tossing them off to the side somewhere and letting out a shaky exhale as he leans down above you.

"You okay?" He asks, searching your face with his lovely doe eyes.

You admire his softness, nodding quickly as you pull him in for a kiss. He presses his forehead against yours as he slides into you, gripping the sheets with his supporting hand as your hot, wet entrance swallows his cock.

You gasp as he stretches you open, a mix of pleasure and pain that makes your head fuzzy. Eddie moans lowly as he fills you, lowering his torso down against yours as he bottoms out. He stays still, letting you adjust to him as he slides his arms under your back to hold you.

"You're so tight, baby," he pants, trying hard to keep still so he doesn't rush you before you're ready. "Am I hurting you?"

"No, Eddie, please don't stop" you whine, shifting your hips to feel him move slightly.

Eddie shudders as your walls clench around him, gently moving his hips to see if you're in pain. You squeeze his shoulders, letting out a sound of pleasure that rips straight through his core.

He finally starts to thrust into you, groaning as he pulls out and stuffs himself back in, unable to be still any longer.

He sets a pace that makes you want to drool, lazily snapping his hips so he goes deep deep deeper each time, pulling you onto his cock with his grip on the back of your neck.

"Is this what you wanted?" He asks with a low growl, his eyes roaming your parted mouth and heavy eyelids. "Hm? I saw you watching me in class," he continues, clenching his jaw as he quickens his pace, pulling louder moans from your chest. "But you weren't just watching me... you wanted me, didn't you? You wanted me inside of you, princess?"

You cry out as he slams into you the deepest he has yet, piercing your cunt as he nudges your g-spot, forcing you to see stars as he kisses you jawline. "My sweet, shy girl... not so shy now, are you?"

"Eddie, I- I'm gonna cum," you whimper, your nails digging into his shoulder blades as he pounds you into his mattress.

Eddie lets out a chuckle as he watches you with awe, writhing beneath him. He pumps harder, your eyes rolling back as he tests you to see what makes you tick. "You want it harder, baby?"

You whimper a yes, unable to form anything coherent as you wrap your legs around his hips to get him in even further. He slips an arm under your knee, hooking your leg up over his elbow as he slides even deeper, hitting you at an angle that makes you want to cry.

He's railing you now as you snake your hands into his gorgeous hair, pulling his head back as he lets out a deep groan, encouraging him as he slams his hips into yours.

"That's it, princess, cum all over me," he says as he slips his hand down to play with your clit, his thumb expertly rubbing circles over your sensitive bundle of nerves.

You force your eyes open to look at him, his jaw clenched as he thrusts in and out of you wildly, his eyes focused on your pussy as he watches himself fuck you with knitted brows.

He glances up to see you staring, sliding his free hand up around your throat. You gasp as his cool rings press in against your warm skin, cutting off just enough air that you feel dizzy. You feel your whole body tense as your pussy locks around him, your thighs trembling as you cry out his name.

"Oh shit!" He gasps as your cunt clamps around him. He growls something unintelligible as his thrusts become erratic and sloppy, stopping as he rams into you a final time, shooting his hot load into the condom.

He falls down on top of you as his moans mix with heavy panting, carefully shifting his weight so he doesn't crush you. He lifts his head after a moment, his big eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss as he looks at you.

"That was fun," he says with a chuckle.

"You need help with any other classes?" You ask breathlessly as Eddie breaks into laughter, his head falling back down on your chest. You both giggle as you brush your fingers through his hair.

"You can teach me whatever, whenever," he says as he looks back up at you. You watch as his smile fades, his face becoming more serious as he examines your face.

"Be mine."

Your breath catches in your throat as you give him an appalled look. "What?" You ask with an awkward laugh, thinking he had to be joking.

"Be mine, princess," He says again, his eyes looking over you with possession.

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End ♡

October 31st. Kinky Halloween Special Masterlist

Kink: Double Weasley

George x Reader x Fred

Words: 1,636.

Warnings: Smut18+, Unprotected Sex, Slight Biting, Male Performing Oral, Female Performing Oral, Spanking, Gagging, Dirty Talk, Praise and Slight Degradation, Cum Kink(?), Threesome. 

A/n: This concludes my Kinktober! I am so proud of myself for getting all of them completed for you and hope you enjoyed one of the kinkiest months of the year. I think this is definately a ‘saved the best for last’ type of story. I really enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy reading it. I also hit 2.2K followers over the weekend and wanted to say a huge THANK YOU, I love you all so much and you’re all amazing. I will also be taking a few days off (only like 2 or so) just so I can re-group myself aha. Thank you for your ongoing love and support.

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A Kiss with Tongue and Teeth ☠︎

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader

Summary: You’ve been friends with Steve and Robin since y’all worked at the mall together, and respectively with the boys of the Hellfire club, now growing closer with Nancy and especially closest with the Eddie (fucking) Munson. So when the gang gets together for a night of planning and an impromptu sleepover, what happens when you guys decide to partake in an innocent, tipsy game of truth or dare?

A/N: so I’m literally on my knees for this messy man, I love him your honor and I will die for him, which means as a writer I am contractually obligated to write fanfiction about him PLZ ENJOY AND GIVE ME VALIDATION <3 also in this Jonathan and Nancy aren’t together (maybe I can do a Steve one next if y’all want ;)) also I’m not very good at writing smut, go easy on me plz 

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, dom! Eddie, both the reader and Eddie have praise kinks, heavy kissing, heavy language, alcohol, oral (f! receiving), mentions of blowjob, afab! reader, fem pronouns, Eddie being fucking cute, Steve and Robin and Nancy being matchmakers, Truth or Dare, lapdancing, dared to kiss, people watch kiss, fingering, slight angst, hurt/comfort, comforting Eddie after a nightmare (buckle up, babes)

Word Count: 5k (wow)

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Daddy Issues | Draco Malfoy

Wow I’m sorry I didn’t mean to disappear like that Lovelies! Sometimes I forget depression and writers block are a thing until they punch me in the face and force me to go MIA for a hundred years! I guess I’m back? I hope? Fingers crossed? Anyway, I’m sorry this isn’t a TVD fic but I figured Y’all would appreciate something over nothing. I missed you all more than I can say! I hope you enjoy, I love you all!

Description: Draco and y/n are best friends until Draco’s father threatens y/n. She avoids Draco until he confronts her.

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff!Reader

Warnings: Like none, it’s kinda sad but not really, the only flaw is bad writing

Word count: 3.4k

Tags: Angst, FLUFF

(not my gif, I just love it lol)

Your heart stings from across the courtyard, the gap between you and the blonde boy tangible. For a second you don’t know whether or not your heart is even in your chest anymore or if it’s in his hands. In that case your heart is sitting on a bench, sandwiched between Blaise Zabini and Vincent Crabbe. Maybe he isn’t holding your heart, though, maybe he is your heart, in which case you’re avoiding your heart’s piercing gaze. 

Your hands twitch at your sides, itching to grab his or to twist through his silky hair or do anything other than lay idle when he is only mere steps away from you. Your hands ache to touch him and usually you would be doing just that: clinging to his robes or twisting the rings around on his fingers or simply tangling your own fingers with his slender ones. Your hands feel painfully empty without him to hold on to. 

That makes sense though, he’s your best friend after all. You’re rarely ever spotted less than five feet away from each other. Everyone at Hogwarts can see how utterly entwined you are, every part of him wrapped around your finger and every part of you sitting precisely in the palm of his hand. You orbit each other, drawn in by a gravity that the rest of the student body can’t deny.

Right now, though, that gravity is being tested and everyone feels a little bit like they’re floating away. 

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Kinktober 22 - Breeding (Loki)

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Smut warning, dub con/noncon

(Possible proof reading errors)

Length: One Shot

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“Why am I here?” you’re struggling against the two S.H.I.E.L.D agents with the glazed eyes

Loki prowled in front of you, still dressed in his ceremonial robes. He’d said nothing to you since you’d been brought here, kicking and screaming from your ancestral home in Europe.

“Sit,” he says simply.

“I don’t want to.”

“SIT!” he commands and you flinch, your eyes flicking to the sceptre with the razor sharp point at the end.

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𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥 // 𝕖𝕞 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝕤𝕙

𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪 → your bedroom shares a wall with your roommate steve’s. unbeknownst to you, he listens in every night, fucking his hand to the sinful sounds you make while your boyfriend fucks you within an inch of your life

𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 → riding, hair pulling, masturbation (m!receiving), drugs, pervert!steve, roommate!steve, listening in on sex(?), orgasm denial. choking, dom!eddie, dark!steve, lmk of anymore! 18+ ONLY

𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 → 965

𝕒𝕟 → babe wake up, ameliora-j finally posted a new fic

tucked against eddie’s chest as some random black sabbath album played loudly in an attempt to drown out the sounds you were letting out as his cock hit that heavenly spot inside of you repeatedly. your nails dug deep into the blades of his shoulders as your eyes rolled into the back of your head. “fuck eddie” you whimpered softly. you were riding him, but in truth you were quite useless in the situation as he was the one doing most of the work. the blunt the two of you had just shared left you pliant, allowing him to do all of the work.

“that’s it baby, can feel your gorgeous little cunt—fuck—squeezing me so nicely. so—shit—so tight” he breathed as he tugged your hair to pull your head back so that he could suck beautifully dark hues into your neck.

unknown to you, your roommate could hear each and every one of your gorgeously sinful sounds. you sounded so wrecked. and he couldn’t help but wish it was his cock splitting you open every night instead of eddie ‘the freak’ munson. his pants and boxers were pulled down to his ankles, his hand wrapped tightly around his own cock, stroking ferociously as he imagined his hand was your pussy. he knew without ever seeing it that it’d be the most beautiful pussy he’d ever laid eyes on.

he didn’t even need any lube, the head of his dick leaking immense amounts of precum to make enough lubrication to easily guide his hand up and down. he’d learned your sounds, knew exactly what sounds you’d make when you were just nearing the edge and constantly timed his end to be with your’s, some nights edging himself for hours on end when munson felt particularly sadistic, forcing you to hold it in as he ravaged your poor little cunt. “fuck yn” steve grunted, unable to stop himself from bucking into his hand as he listened to your moans.

he felt disgusting. sick and perverted, but he just couldn’t stop himself. you sounded so beautifully fucked out, and he couldn’t help but wish he could see you. your hips stuttering and breathless pants coming out. your pretty little whimpers and the way you’d bite your lip to try and keep quiet. the way your eyes probably rolled back in your head when you fell apart. and the helpless little whines you’d let out when eddie told you that you couldn’t cum yet. those nights felt like a punishment for both you and steve, yet you’d never be able to know that you were punishing your roommate as well.

“eddie… eddie please ‘m gonna cum” you whimpered softly. you uselessly attempted to swivel your hips to get him back to that heavenly spot. his ringed hand wrapped around your throat, beautifully cutting off your air supply as he smirked up at you through hooded eyes.

“beg” he demanded simply. you whined loudly, tears cascading down your cheeks like a flowing river. you weren’t against begging, especially not in this state. you’d do anything to please eddie. to be his good little cocksleeve as he puts it. your head was swimming in lust and all you wanted was to cum. to fall gloriously off that cliff in a way that only eddie could make you.

so beg you did. stuttering and babbling out useless nonsense mixed in with pleas and his name. sobbing harshly from the exertion of holding back your orgasm as eddie looked up at you with a sadistic smirk playing on his lips. almost like he knew something you didn’t. “cum now.” he commanded “let stevie boy hear how gorgeous you sound when you cream on my cock.” you have no idea why he continued to speak, for the second he uttered the word ‘cum’ you were already falling apart. your pupils dilating so that no color could be seen except black and your vision going white as you screamed his name out in pure bliss, creaming on his cock just like he had asked you to.

steve’s ears perked up when he heard eddie say his name. he had no time to process it further, however, as his cock had already begun spurting the second he heard you scream out and bliss. “god fuck shit” he grunted loudly as he blew his load. he tried to be quiet, truly he did, but eddie heard it all. and listening to steve ‘the hair’ harrington cum simply on eddie’s command enacted his own orgasm. the three of you sat, steve in the room just behind the wall of your’s, moaning out in pure bliss as each of you rode out your orgasm.

steve had never cum so hard in his life. it went everywhere. spurting onto his abs and up to his chest, even making his thighs a sticky mess as his balls clenched up and his head weeped with small remnants of his cum. he whimpered quietly as he continued stroking, simply torturing himself as he rode out his orgasm. his hips bucking erratically, unable to decide whether his cock wanted more or less.

he squeezed his eyes closed. panting in an attempt to steady his breathing. “fuck” he breathed. the freak definitely knew steve was listening in on your nightly sessions with eddie. and steve couldn’t decide whether it was a good thing or bad thing.

meanwhile, eddie sat on the other side of the wall, trying to decide what to do with this new found information that the hair fucked his hand to the sounds you and eddie made in bed. he had both of you wrapped around his gorgeously ringed finger. knowledge is power. and eddie simply couldn’t wait to use this power he had over steve to both your and his advantage.

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Dark to colorful

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"

Overheard (TASM!PeterParker x Reader)

Summary: A moan—soft and quiet and muffled by closed glass, but very clearly coming from the other side of the velvety curtains that were blocking his view into your room. Shit. Peter gulped. Did you have a guy over? He hadn't known you'd been seeing anyone, and the thought of his best friend rolling around in the sheets with a guy he hadn't even met somehow set a flame of something ablaze in the pit of his stomach.

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A/N: lots of cursing, non-graphic but includes unseen masturbation, sexual innuendo, flirty best friends, making out & implied sex; college-aged characters

Peter's feet landed firmly on the rickety metal of your fire escape; perhaps a bit too firmly, the rusted metal creaking dangerously beneath him. He frowned—your apartment was old and rundown, but, as you mentioned each time he expressed his concerns, it was rent-controlled and much better than your childhood home in "Bumfuck Nowhere" as you so affectionally called your hometown.

He'd texted you just minutes earlier before leaving his place—it was several blocks away, but the trip was quick when superhuman agility and web-shooters were involved, so he slipped his phone out of the back pocket of his jeans and checked to see if you'd replied—you hadn't.

Your curtains were drawn, which was odd. Peter knew you loved the way the sunlight filtered between the buildings and seeped into your bedroom, creating a small patch of warmth right where you'd placed that ratty old wingback chair you'd made him carry home from the Salvation Army for you. Plus, your window faced nothing but a crumbling brick wall and you claimed to love the aesthetic of urban decay.

Even if you hadn't seen his text, you'd presumably heard him landing outside your window, but the curtains remained opaque.

Peter was about halfway through processing the thought of possibly using the regular entrance to your apartment—he had a key, after all, though he'd never needed one—when he heard a sound that made his heart skip a beat and his cheeks turn deep crimson.

A moan—soft and quiet and muffled by closed glass, but very clearly coming from the other side of the velvety curtains that were blocking his view into your room.

Shit. Peter gulped. Did you have a guy over? He hadn't known you'd been seeing anyone, and the thought of his best friend rolling around in the sheets with a guy he hadn't even met somehow set a flame of something ablaze in the pit of his stomach.

Another moan, this one a little more desperate. Peter felt gross all of a sudden, but found himself frozen to the spot, overthinking the situation, as he chronically did when it came to you. It was something that couldn't be helped—he might have had super strength, but you were enough to make his knees go weak.

Still, this was invasive. It was weird. He would throw twenty-one questions at you later, when you weren't...doing whatever and whoever it was you were doing at that moment. Swallowing that odd little feeling the was clawing up his throat, Peter turned to go, but ice flooded through his veins at the next noise he heard.

Peter.

His name. Your voice. There was no doubt about it. What the fuck?

Peter allowed himself to listen, really listen, and his ears pricked at the sounds no other person would be able to hear from his current spot. The shuffle of skin writhing on soft sheets, the irregularity of quickened breath, a heartbeat like a hammer.

A heartbeat—just one. Besides his own, of course, which was currently going wild pulsing in his ears. You were alone in there. Alone with your thoughts and your fingers and his name on your lips.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit.

Now he really had to go. The jealousy—for that was what it was—that had reared its ugly head only moments earlier had quickly shifted to something like excitement, a deep thrill, chased by a pang of shame that he had accidentally intruded on your most intimate of moments. You would absolutely murder him if you found out he'd been—

F-fuck. P—peter. It was a whimper this time, a barely there gasp.

His jeans suddenly felt tighter. Okay. He could do this. He'd slip away from the fire escape, walk around the block once, and then use the front entrance for the first time ever. That wasn't suspicious at all. He'd just stroll up the six flights of stairs to your floor, knock casually at your door, you'd pull yourself together and...well, no harm, no foul.

Peter nodded to himself and zoomed away as quietly as he could manage.

Meanwhile, coming down from a blissful high in your rumpled sheets, you reached toward your bedside table for your phone, eyes growing wide when you saw an unread message from Peter.

Just finished studying for Bio. Be there in 5.

It had been received 12 minutes ago and you knew when Peter said 5 minutes, he meant 3. Barring some psycho trying to burn New York to the ground, he'd arrived on your fire escape anywhere from 7 to 9 minutes ago when you'd been—

A knock at the door interrupted your train of thought and you blanched, all colour draining from your face as you rushed to throw on a pair of yoga shorts and an old t-shirt—for fucks sake, why were the only t-shirts in arm's reach ones you'd borrowed from Peter?

You knew it was him before you opened the door—no one else came to visit you. And if he was using the front door it meant he'd been detoured from using the fire escape window and that meant—jesus christ, it meant he'd heard you getting off to the thought of him.

"Hi," you breathed, trying to play it cool as you swung the door open to reveal Peter's face. He looked guilty as sin. He hadn't even been able to keep his secret identity from you, much less something as ridiculous as overhearing you masturbating.

"Hi," Peter replied, entering as you made space for him in the doorway. He avoided your gaze and your own eyes slid over his body, noting the way he faced away from you, hands hovering awkwardly near his crotch.

"Since when do you use the front door?" you asked lightly, closing and relatching the entrance in question. Peter shrugged, settling himself on your sofa—another piece courtesy of the thrift store. Initially, he'd hated the thing, but you'd restuffed the cushions to get the lumps out and now it smelled like you—vanilla and shortbread and old books and familiarity. It had even been christened with a tomato sauce stain from when he'd brought over Aunt May's lasagna that had never fully come out, even after two years.

"How was studying?" you asked, puttering uselessly around the kitchen and ignoring the heat on your cheeks, the odd fluttering in your stomach.

"Not bad," Peter answered, "I'll ace the test." You made a noise of acknowledgement in your throat. Of course he would—he was the smartest person you knew. "What have you been up to?"

Posing the question, it was the first time Peter met your eye since arriving, twisting himself to look over at you. There was mischief in his eyes, a daring look that said I know perfectly well what you were up to and I bet you won't tell me.

You decided to give him a run for his money. "I was thinking about that time we went to the beach last summer," you said coyly, a smirk tugging up at the corners of your lips, "Remember when we got so wasted we thought skinny dipping was a good idea?"

Peter half-laughed, half-gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing prominently in his throat. "I remember," he said, "I was scratching sand out of god forsaken places for days."

"Pete," you chuckled, "There's not a single god forsaken place on your body."

That turned him red—good. There was a beat of silence and before you could blink, he had you pressed between his body and the cold laminate countertop. Damn superhero abilities.

"I could say the same for you, Y/N." His lips were hovering just over yours and from the way his hips rested against you, you could feel a bulge pressing into your abdomen. Part of you wondered if you'd fallen into a post-orgasm dreamworld, but Peter's familiar scent grounded you, reminded you that this was all very real.

"You heard, didn't you?" you whispered, not breaking eye contact. Peter licked his lips, nodded once.

"I did," he confirmed, faltering for a moment, blinking as shame pained his beautiful features, "I'm sorry—I didn't—"

"Don't apologize," you said, hooking your fingers through the belt loops of his jeans and pulling him closer—if that were possible. "It's okay. It's...good." There, you'd put it out into the world. Your move, Parker.

"Yeah?" Peter's pupils had dilated and he'd leaned forward to press his forehead to your own. You swallowed thickly. He was as into this game as you were.

"Yeah," you repeated, "Because now I can do this." You kissed him, pushing yourself up onto your tiptoes to meet his lips. It wasn't the first time you'd kissed your best friend—not by a long shot—but it was the first time you'd kissed him like this, like your entire existence depended on it. He responded in kind, thumb coming up to caress your cheek as he deepened the kiss. He pressed himself further into you, using one had to lift you up onto the countertop. That in itself as enough to make you groan—he was so strong.

Peter settled himself between your thighs, kissing you with abandon, allowing his tongue to swirl against your own, pausing only to nip at your bottom lip, kiss along your jaw, bite gently on your ear lobe. For their part, your own hands skidded along his muscular arms, coming to rest on his shoulders and then at the nape of his neck, tugging at his mussed hair and eliciting a noise of approval from him. You found that you liked it very much and wondered what other noises you could get him to make.

Peter broke his lips away from you for a moment, the sheer willpower of such a pause making him light-headed. "You sounded so pretty," he said, "With my name on your lips."

Your mouth made a little "o" as you blushed deeply, the comment somehow innocent and lewd all at once. "Well," you replied, gathering yourself, "I hope you'll do me the kindness of letting me hear the same from you." The thought of your name falling from his lips in ecstasy had you shifting in your seat for some friction.

Peter smiled wickedly, "Oh, Y/N, I'll do you any kindness you want."

dealer’s choice

pairing. eddie munson x female! reader

an. i…everybody take a look at my dream man. I’m literally not kidding guise that’s actually who i will marry. i promise. i’ll share him with u if u reblog and comment tho<3 i’ve got more eddie on my mind so follow @ohcapfics​ for latest updates<3 synopsis. your dealer’s always been a bit sweet on you – giving you deals and letting you try out new shit. he even lets you make house calls! and pick the music, and sit on his lap…and… 

warnings. 18+. i am beating minors off with a stick rn. drugs, drug dealing, kissing, sexually explicit lang, sexually explicit acts: fondling over clothes & under clothes and grinding/thigh riding. sponsored by sat in your lap by kate bush.

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