The Scenario Of Rockstar Eddie Using Your Moans On A Corroded Coffin Track Has Been Tossed Around Quite

The scenario of rockstar Eddie using your moans on a corroded coffin track has been tossed around quite a bit and I think we can all agree that it’s hot af MDNI

BUT BUT…

Humour me for a moment

You go to check up on Eddie because he’s been locked up in your guys’ home studio all day working on a song. You open to door to see him sitting in a chair, shirt tossed somewhere and guitars scattered around the room. He’s holding a blunt up to his lips with his eyes closed, obviously trying to destress. You walk up to him and place your hand softly on the side of his head gently intertwining your fingers with his hair and smile as he leans into your touch. After a moment you ask “How’s it coming?”

Eddie lets out a long sigh accompanied by smoke. He finally opens his eyes to meet yours and mumbles about how he “can’t figure it out. It’s missing something… and the only thing I can come up with might not go over well with the label.” You furrow your eyebrows, silently asking him to explain. His face blushes and he looks down at the blunt between his fingers and takes another drag before carrying on. “Well, I was listening to the solo and noticed the guitar kind of sounds like it’s moaning. So I got this idea of on the back vocals….we could put in some real ones.” You looked at him in surprise. You definitely weren’t expecting that. You let out a quiet “oh” before clearing your throat and asking “who’s were you thinking of recording?”

“Definitely not yours. Don’t get me wrong, they’re beautiful babe, but I don’t want any pervs getting off to you. They already probably bust to your photoshoots and shit.” Eddie said it so casually and it sent a pang of jealousy through you, who’s moans was he thinking of? As if reading you like a book, Eddie quickly said “but I don’t want some other girls moans on it either. So you see my problem.” You both paused trying to think of other ideas when it suddenly hit you. “Why don’t you record your moans, Eddie?” By the look on his face, you could tell the thought had already crossed his mind. Picking the blunt from his fingers you took a drag, feeling the slight burn in your lungs. “I think it’d make more sense, honestly. It’s you playing, it’s you making the guitar moan like that. It seems only fair you are the one who moans for real.” He stood up and snatched the blunt back from you, smirking before pulling and blowing the smoke out into the air above you. “You think so, baby?”

“Totally! And I think your fans would love it, you know how horny those freaks get for you” you joke, “it’d be so metal.” Eddie chuckles, agreeing with you as he wraps a hand around your waist. He took another drag and leaned down close to your mouth before blowing the smoke into yours. “You’re not gonna get jealous?” He asked in a patronizing tone, planting a quick kiss on your lips. You had to admit, you were known to have a bit of a habit to be possessive over Eddie, but who could blame you? He was perfect in every imperfect way and some of these “freaks”, as you had called them, didn’t know boundaries. Throwing themselves at him, trying to give him nudes and panties. You felt this almost feral possession over him you had never felt over anyone before. The first time someone had blatantly disrespected Eddie’s boundaries, practically pushing their tits in his face after he told them he had a girl five times, it ended in you having to be dragged off the girl and one of her shitty clip-on extensions in your hand.

Eddie’s laughter pulled you out of your thoughts, hand reaching down to your ass and pulling you closer while saying “it’s okay baby, I like it when you get jealous.” You rolled your eyes before responding with a muttered whatever and grabbed the back of his neck to feel his lips on yours. The kiss quickly got heated, feeling your tongue against his sent heat to both of your lower abdomens. He quickly pulled away before putting the blunt down and came back up to kiss you with even more passion. Your lips moved perfectly in sync against each other as your hands roamed each other's bodies. You felt his already hard cock press against you and reached down to palm him through his pants. The moan he let out at the contact was heavenly and made wetness pool in your panties. “Sound so beautiful, Eddie.”

He quickly pulled away panting as his eyes danced all over your face. He planted a wet kiss on your lips before pulling himself from you completely, walking over to the recording equipment and pressing the record button. Eddie grabbed your hand and dragged you into the booth saying “we gotta get as much as we can” in between kisses.

That’s how Corroded Coffin made waves with their newest single that had the sounds of their front man cumming accompanied by a sick guitar solo.