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Look At Me

Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader

NSFW 18+ Minors DNI

Word Count: 2.1K (whoops)

Warnings: best friends to lovers, some fluff I guess, mention of the Hellfire gang but not too much, smut, grinding, P in V, slight hand kink, praise kink, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex (reader is on BC), the hellfire shirt STAYS ON, orgasm denial

Notes: This is my first Eddie fic as you can probably tell lmao but hopefully not my last one. I know this is probably a dynamic/type of story you’ve read a million times (and it's a little rushed and unedited sorry) but I had to get this stupid little daydream of mine out of my head. If you know me and my kind of writing, you know there’s smut coming 💀 I already have another one planned byeeee

P.S. my inbox is always open to discuss any thots on this man if anyone wants to drop by! :)

Freak.

Hearing that word made your skin crawl with anger, even if it wasn't necessarily indicated towards you. The scrutiny your lifelong best friend was under every single day at Hawkins High was enough to drive anyone insane. But not your Eddie; he always managed to dust it off, not paying it a single thought unless he was in one of his moods; of course, then retaliation was always in the cards.

To everyone else, he was Eddie 'The Freak' Munson. A screw-up eternally repeating his senior year doomed to a life of being a loser. But never to you. Never to the ones closest to him. Eddie was caring, kind, and free-spirited in the best way. He had the biggest heart of anyone you knew, and it pissed you off that the rest of the world couldn't see that too. There was always a need inside of you to protect Eddie since you were kids from those who hated him but never bothered to understand him.

Growing up wasn't any different. While all the other girls in Hawkins seemed to be more interested in hanging out at the mall or having sleepovers, you were far too busy riding your bike around town or downing beers by Lover's Lake and laughing until you couldn't breathe with Eddie by your side. Let's be honest, you two could sit around doing absolutely nothing, and it would still be the best day. Relishing in each other's company seemed to be your favorite pastime.

All was well with you and Eddie, well, all but one thing. Nothing big, just your unrequited love for your best friend. No big deal, right? Ever since you can remember, he had you wrapped around his ring-clad fingers. But the fear of ruining your friendship far outweighed any promising future you saw for the two of you. Admiring him from afar had2 become second nature to you at this point.

Snapping yourself out of your slight haze, you realized how late it was and where you were supposed to be.

"Hellfire. Shit." You mumbled to yourself as you gathered your things and headed out the door towards Hawkins High like you did every other Wednesday night.

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The dimly lit room had an eerie feeling before you heard Dustin shout "NO!" from inside as you turned the handle to open the door as quietly as possible. You shifted your vision to make out what he was yelling so passionately at.

And there he was. Eddie fucking Munson. Looming over the D&D table in all his Dungeon Master glory. He gave you a quick wink which you involuntarily had to look away from to regain any composure you had left as you felt a warmth spreading in your core— growing annoyed with yourself for letting him get to you that easily.

You shuffled quietly, attempting to make your way through the room without interrupting the ongoing game. You took your seat right beside but slightly behind Eddie, pulling out a worn-out sketchbook from your bag and beginning to scribble on it.

Hellfire nights were your favorite. Not only was it a chance to hang out with your favorite people, but nothing inspired you to draw more than watching them play. It was always the highlight of your week.

"Hey, princess." Eddie gave you a quick whisper as he leaned back on his throne, giving the other players a chance to concur about whatever current situation they were trying to weasel their way out of.

"Focus." You rolled your eyes and gestured back towards the game board, which made him sheepishly grin into his hand and direct his attention back to the papers in front of him. The players returned to the table to execute their plan, and you resumed your doodles.

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Before you knew it, the night had come to an end, and you found yourself under a large blanket and laying back against a worn-out picnic mat by Lover's Lake with Eddie going on and on about the night's gameplay.

"I almost forgot; I have something for you." You interrupted without really meaning to, and Eddie's eyes instantly snapped towards you. "For your birthday." He grumbled at the mention of the one day a year he would do anything to avoid and dropped his head dramatically back onto the blanket. You giggled before hurrying back to the car to grab the large box you had obscured in the backseat and made your way back next to him. "Open it." Eddie seemed unsure at first but offered you a bashful smile when you set the box in his lap as he sat up and took it into his hands.

"A...record player?" He ran his fingers along the pristine box, marveling at it for a second in disbelief.

"Yeah, for your music. I know how much you've been missing it since your other one broke. Your place has been so quiet since, and maybe we can go to the record store this weekend and pick up some Metallica-" You cut yourself off when you realized he wasn't listening, his attention still entirely on the gift in front of him. "Eddie?"

His eyes were glossy when they met yours, chewing on his lower lip, seemingly trying to find the words to say, when all of a sudden his hands were cupping your face and bringing your lips to his in a rushed but sincere kiss. It took you a second before you processed what was happening and kissed him back, lips gliding smoothly over his as he held you there for a moment before pulling back just enough for your noses to brush against one another.

"Is this okay?" You quickly nodded, drawing him back towards your lips, this time parting them to allow your tongue to slip inside his mouth, which he greedily accepted. Eddie's hands tentatively slid lower towards your waist, and you leaned closer. You took the opportunity to straddle his waist, sighing into his mouth when you felt the growing bulge underneath you. Your hands found their way to intertwine in his lustrous waves of curls and tugging slightly, earning a low moan from him every time. The chilling metal of his rings dug under your skirt and into the delicate flesh of your thighs and ass, making you writhe on top of him.

Eddie's lips continued to work their way down along your jawline and chest, leaving a path of marks on his way but quickly alleviating your skin with the warmth of his tongue.

"Can I?" A murmured yes, and his hands slid under your shirt, pulling it directly over your head as you unclipped your bra and threw it off to the side. Eddie swore he could've cum right then and there. "Shit, sweetheart. Been dreaming about these tits since I can remember." He wasted no time and began palming one breast while his tongue lavished the other with attention and switching sides. Your skin warmed when you felt him nip at your pebbled nipple, then sucking on the flesh surrounding it until it was purple and plump. It wasn't long before he began to caress your waist, his hands skimming under your skirt to push aside your panties and run his fingers along your slick folds.

"Damn, baby. All this for me?" You immediately wanted to kiss that cocky smirk off his face. Still, you were far too preoccupied with the sensation of his fingers tracing tight circles on your clit and toying with your entrance, spreading your arousal back up to your throbbing bud.

"Eddie, please." The desperation in your voice made his cock twitch as he slipped a finger inside, making you moan loudly in relief. The aching emptiness inside of you finally soothed, but it wasn't enough; you needed more. As soon as you started riding his hand, he inserted a second finger, then a third, and pumped at a languid pace that had your head reeling while his thumb worked your clit. "Fuck, that's good. I've wanted this for so long."

"Have you now? You think about having my fingers inside you, princess?" Eddie continued his pace, slowly building that pleasure that was tightly coiling deep in your core as he spoke. "Tell me." His tone was more demanding as he gripped your throat with his free hand, his rings pressing into your neck.

"All the time Eddie. Your hands just look so good; I imagined the way your rings would look covered in me." You began panting, finding it harder to form coherent words from the pressure building but managing to look down at him through your lashes. "God, please, I just wanted you to stretch me out, get me nice and ready for you," Eddie groaned, slowly losing his composure as he sternly pulled you closer, his lips barely brushing over your ear with his hand still wrapped around your neck.

"God can't help you now, sweetheart." He smugly chuckled before pulling his fingers from you completely, making you pout back at him at the loss of your orgasm.

"Eddie!" Your whining only made him kiss you while grinning against your lips. It only took a moment before your motions became feverish; your bodies pressed on one another again, breathing heavily while feeling the thud of your combined heartbeats as you fumbled to remove any barrier of clothing.

Your fingers coasted along his arms to admire some of his tattoos; your mind wandered to those that adorned the parts of his body you longed to see. Eddie practically read your mind as he began to remove his shirt before you stopped him.

"No. This stays on." A guttural moan escaped his throat at your words. The fact that you wanted him to fuck you while wearing his Hell Fire shirt had his eyes practically rolling into the back of his head. He quickly snapped out of it as you started to grind on his hardened erection moving your hips in sync with his. You began to undo his belt and push his pants down along with his boxers, just enough for his cock to spring out. You couldn't help but break the kiss to admire it, the head angry and red leaking pre cum from the tip. He was big, not too big, but big enough to make you gulp and gape in awe (and maybe drool a little). You wrapped your hand around the girth of it, making Eddie's breath catch in his throat at the sight of it, stroking it before arranging yourself to hover above his cock. His aching tip rubbed along your dripping cunt; his eyes transfixed where you were joining together as you sunk onto him inch by delicious inch. Feeling every ridge of his cock slide into you until it filled you completely. It wasn't until you were fully seated on him that you released a breathy moan in unison at the feeling of being entirely enveloped in each other. Your pussy accommodated him so well, walls pulsating around him as you began to find a rhythm with your hips.

"I've wanted this for so long. Fuck, you're so beautiful." Eddie couldn't help but watch you as you rode him, admiring how your tits bounced while he kept a tight grip on your waist and slightly lifted his hips to meet your every thrust.

"Fuck Eddie, I'm so close." He could feel you tightening around him as he brought his thumb back to your swollen clit.

"Me too, baby. Me too." His face was flushed, hair already sticking to his face from the exertion of keeping his own orgasm at bay. "You gonna cum for me? Gonna cum all over my cock like a good girl?" His words sunk deep into your core, making you clench down hard on his cock, spiraling over the edge and into the bliss of your orgasm. Your entire body quivered as Eddie made sure to fuck you through your high. His cock slammed into you relentlessly, taking over your motions when you slumped onto him, still trembling from the aftershocks of your high. You swore you could feel him in your stomach with how deep he was driving into you when you suddenly felt him thrust once, twice until his hips stuttered, and he poured his release into you, almost singing your name like a prayer along with a stream of praises while holding you close to him.

Once your labored breaths returned to normal, Eddie took the discarded blanket and draped it over your naked figure, still straddling him. He beamed with a pleased look on his face as he stroked your cheek and glanced at you as if to make sure you were real.

"Can we do that again?" His question made you laugh into his shoulder as your arms crossed behind his neck.

"You're still inside me, Munson. And you're already asking if we can go again?" Eddie glanced down and then back up to you before securing the blanket around you a bit more.

"Fine. But we're going back to my place. I'm not done with you yet."

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