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Roller rink

Reader (fem) finds Eddie very interesting at the roller rink! (slight sexual tension)

The roller rink buzzed with energy, pulsing with the beat of the music and the whizzing of skates. Among the colorful crowd, a girl breezed around the rink with skill and confidence, her eyes darting around, taking in the scene.

In a booth, a group of guys huddled together, chatting and laughing. Her attention zeroed in on one of them – a laid-back guy with a friendly grin and long curly hair. 

As she breezed by, she couldn't resist stealing glances at him, her heart quickening with each playful exchange. She grooved to the music, shooting him flirty looks as she passed by with a smooth sway. Her roller skating was so effortless, it seemed like she was floating above the ground.

As he watched her, a shock of surprise flashed across his face. He nudged his friend, his eyes widening in disbelief, silently asking, "Are you seeing this?". 

She circled the rink another time, observing his puzzled expression. With a mischievous grin, she locked eyes with him once more. He widened his eyes in disbelief and mouthed, "Me?". Slowing down as she approached the booth where the curly-haired boy sat, she couldn't help but bite her lip, a playful smile dancing on her lips. With a nod, she confirmed his unspoken question, sending a rush of excitement through the curly boy. 

As she swayed to the music and glided around the rink, preparing to steal another glance at the boy, she realized he had vanished. Frantically looking around, she spotted him leaning against the rink fence, his presence unmistakable even in the dimly lit surroundings. Now, he was totally focused on her, his eyes glued to her every move. She saw her chance to get closer, away from the crowd of his friends. She skated towards him, sliding her hands next to his on the fence. As they locked eyes, they found themselves face to face, their proximity sparking a rush of excitement between them.

The boy's throat tightened, and he met her gaze. "Hey," he said nervously, "I feel like I've been watched, you know? Sounds weird, right?" He chuckled, a shy grin spreading across his face.

“Oh, really?” She leaned in closer, a smirk playing on her lips as she caught his bashful expression. He couldn't help but find her captivating, from her looks to her scent. Now that he heard her voice, he was completely hooked, wanting more with every passing moment. 

“I guess I have a secret admirer huh?” The boy flashes a mischievous grin at her, his eyes sparkling with playful intent.

“I don’t know if I’ve been very secretive,” She gives him a coy smile, her tone laced with teasing. “Should I come over the fence, Romeo?” She challenges, her lips quirking up in amusement. He chuckles, his grin widening into a theatrical smirk. "Well, Juliet, the balcony is all yours. But be warned, it's not as glamorous as it seems from down here." His voice drips with melodramatic flair. 

She skates slowly towards the gate of the rink, the boy following eagerly on the other side, anticipation written all over his face. As she reaches the gate, she struggles to take off her roller skates. With a mischievous glint in his eye, the boy bends down and offers his assistance.

“Why aren’t you the gentleman? Thank you, Romeo,” she remarks with a playful wink.

“Name’s Eddie, Sweetheart. Wanna get out of here?” He asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. 

You smirked, mirroring his playful energy. "Sure thing, Eddie," you replied, your tone teasing.

With a shared grin, you and Eddie slipped out of the roller rink, ready to continue the fun elsewhere.

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After hours

A story about how Eddie and Y/n, and how they break into the Hawkins community pool. Swearing, sexual, flirty. (Eddie x Y/n, No use of Y/N. Eddie x Reader.)

Eddie fumbled with the keys as he took them out of the ignition, his car stod secretly behind a tree near the community pool. He had his sweetheart with him, he wanted to impress her by being a little reckless and bold. 

With a sly grin, Eddie glanced at his companion, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "You ready for this?" he asked, his voice low with excitement. Eddie leaped out of the driver's seat of his van with a burst of energy, landing firmly on the ground beside the vehicle. He runs to the other side of the car. With a grin, he extended his hand, gesturing towards the side of the van. "My lady," he said playfully, as she followed suit and stepped out of the van, inviting her to join him with a casual yet chivalrous tone.

“Oh, why thank you, good sir!” She responds playfully, she takes his hand delicately while carefully lifting her legs graciously out of the van.  

As Eddie and the girl get closer to the metal fence a thrill of anticipation comes coursing through their veins. 

Eddie knew he had to make an impression, to show off his rebellious side in a way that would leave his companion in awe. Suddenly they were right in front of the fence, Eddie looked at her for a second and smiled.

With a swift motion, he hoisted himself over the barrier, landing with a soft thud on the other side. He turned to his partner, a smirk playing on his lips. "Your turn," he whispered, his voice tinged with a hint of mischief. She starts climbing but gets stuck on the sharp fence. 

"Eddie!" she whispers urgently, a hint of panic in her voice as she struggles to free herself.

Eddie sees her struggle, “Hold on,” he says. Her shirt catches on the fence riding up slightly, and he gets a view of her stomach and her bikini hiding underneath. With gentle determination and focus, he moves closer, his finger delicately tracing the fabric to free her. His hand graced her skin under her breasts. He can feel a flush of heat rising to his cheeks. At that moment, he becomes acutely aware of her presence, the scent of her hair, and the softness of her skin under his touch. His breath catches in his throat, and he struggles to find the right words, his mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions.

When she’s freed from the fence, she jumps down, and together, they creep towards the edge of the pool, the water shimmering invitingly in the moonlight. Eddie couldn't resist the urge to show off a little more. He grabbed his shirt at the hem and dragged it over his head, his tattoos decorating his toned body. He threw the shirt on a sun chair behind him. He grinned and walked slowly towards the pool and with a dramatic flourish, he dove into the pool. As he surfaced, he looked at her, a grin spreading across his face. "Come on in," he called, his voice playful. "The water's perfect." Feeling his curls sticking to his face, he ducked down again, running his hand through his hair to push it back and away from his face. As he straightened up, his locks now slicked back, he flashed a confident grin, his features framed by the sleekness of his hair. 

The girl pondered, "How can I leave a lasting impression on him? How can I push him over the edge?". With deliberation, she began to remove her garments, his gaze never wavering from her figure. In his mind, he marveled, "Shit, she’s hot." His legs felt weighed down as he trudged forward, his jeans clinging to him, drenched and dragging him down with their weight.

She settled herself at the edge of the pool and gracefully lowered herself into the water. Eddie's gaze remained fixed on her as she glided towards him, inching closer until they were mere inches apart. His gaze lingered on her chapped lips before meeting her eyes. Without hesitation, he reached out, gently grasping her waist, and leaned in to kiss her. She eagerly kissed him back, and he slid both his hands to the sides of her face. Feeling the intensity of the moment, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer. 

As their embrace deepened, a sudden interruption shattered the calm night. A sharp beam of light pierced through the darkness, illuminating the pool area outside the metal fence. Eddie's eyes widened as he caught sight of it in his periphery, his heart leaping with a surge of panic. Realization hits him, and he holds her tightly around the waist, and with his might, he puts her on the edge of the pool.

“Shit, shit, fuck someone’s here. We need to go,” he whispers. 

They scrambled to exit the pool. With hurried movements, they fumbled to retrieve their clothes, urgency lending speed to their actions.

In the chaos of the moment, their hearts raced with the fear of discovery, with one last glance back at the pool, they jumped into Eddie's car. Her wet clothes left a puddle on the passenger seat. "I'm sorry, Eddie," she said sheepishly, "the seat's all wet now. Do you have a towel?"

Eddie smirked. Without a word, he grabbed his shirt and tossed it to her. She caught it with a grateful smile and promptly sat on the shirt to avoid getting the seat even wetter. He shifts the van into reverse, the wheels spinning as the vehicle wobbles down the tiny hill. Once on the road, he skillfully maneuvers the van, swiftly turning it around before pressing down on the accelerator, and speeding away. He looks a little to the side, both hands still on the steering wheel, and sees her thighs dripping with water, still in her bikini.

"I wish I was my shirt sooo bad," Eddie joked, earning a laugh from the girl. She playfully hit his arm and retorted, 

"You're such an idiot." 

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Greasy

Slightly frisky, not too much tho. If you enjoy my writing and would like more of this one comment =) heh. All characters are over 18 always! (anyway: Eddie Munson! Mechanic x reader, flirty/frisky no smut tho!)

Greasy jean legs peek out from underneath the car as he tinkers away, muttering to himself. Stretching out on a wheeled platform, he effortlessly maneuvers to gain the optimal angle for inspecting the coil spring. 

The workshop echoes with groans as the mechanic struggles to reach the coil spring, all while the distant radio crackles some rock tunes. A pair of heels suddenly clacks through the workshop, Eddie glances underneath and spots a familiar pair of legs he could recognize anywhere. He slides down the wheeled platform to get a good look at her. 

"Well, well, look who's here. Trouble with the Mustang once more?" He flashes her a grin and sits up on the platform, turning away from the car he'd just been tinkering with. 

"Yeah, it's acting up again. Can't figure out how to turn off the darn child lock. Weird, huh?" She giggles.

Eddie grins and springs to his feet. "Let me check that out for ya," he says, puffing out a breath as he rises. His hands are greasy, and his hair is tied up in a messy bun. He opens the car door and swiftly clicks the child safety button off. With a simple push, he resolves the issue. The girl twirls a lock of hair around her finger, pretending surprise. "Wow! It was that easy?" she asks, her tone tinged with playful disbelief. 

"You know, you're here at the shop practically every week, sometimes even more," he chuckles, "And I can't help but wonder, are you flirting with me, or are you genuinely like this?" The girl's eyes widens and thinks for a second, 

"Well, maybe I keep coming back because I'm hoping for a different kind of service," she says with a mischievous grin. Eddie stops in his tracks and looks at her, his gaze intensifies. 

"I'd be happy to give you that service, miss," he says, his tone serious, as he wipes his greasy hands with a white cloth. "Where would you like it?"

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Creep

His van trundles into the driveway, mud stubbornly clinging to the tires. The curly-haired man jumps out of the van with ease, his gaze falls on an unfamiliar Chevy, and he wonders, ‘Maybe a new neighbor?’

He walks towards the minty trailer, fumbling with his keys. Startled by a rumbling sound behind him, he swiftly turns his head, catching sight of his new neighbor. A girl, likely his age, tosses out some garbage. Catching sight of him, she offers a wave, a faint blush gracing her cheeks. His gaze lingers on her a tad too intently, until her wave startles him enough to drop his keys. 'Damn it, I’m such an idiot.' he mutters under his breath, berating himself for his clumsiness. He smiles towards her, his curls falling into his eyes as he struggles to pick up his keys. As he opens the door, he is startled by his uncle standing in the doorway.

“Shit Wayne, don’t scare me like that.”

Wayne starts laughing, and suddenly, his face lights up with a devilish grin, “I see you met the neighbor.. ” The old man chuckled as he glanced at his nephew, “Close your mouth boy, or you’ll catch flies.” His laugh rumbled and he slapt his knee. There was a distinct lack of laughter in the nephew's response, his deadpan expression revealing his indifference to his uncle's joke.

“Very funny, I’ll see ya later.”

Wayne walks out the door still laughing at Eddie. Eddie walks into his room, his room is a mess, with posters all over the walls, clothes thrown around, and the bed is left undone. Eddie walks to his window and runs his finger along the blinds, gently tilting them to peer outside. He catches sight of his new neighbor heading towards the Chevy, rummaging through the trunk for something. He can’t help himself; his gaze fixes on her as she tries to retrieve something from the back of the car. Her shorts slide up as she bends over, giving him a good look at her behind.

She gets a bag and walks back in. Eddie collapsed on the bed and plopped down, his mind racing with thoughts. He covers his face with his hands, pulling down on his skin, and groans ‘I'm such a fucking creep’

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