#Eddie Munson aftercare

[jaebeomsbitch]

Eddie pressing a kiss to your forehead leaving you boneless and panting for air on the bed as he puts some boxers on. The elastic band low on his hips as he walks out of the room making his famous post sex snack. Which really is just quesadillas and some easy mac. He walks back into your bedroom with a plate in his hand jumping into bed, peppering your face and neck with kisses.

“I fucked you that good?” He grins as you groan, too tired to speak.

“Alright, alright” he chuckles, lying next to you as you tuck into his side. He places his plate on his stomach, occasionally feeding you while carding his fingers through his hair.

[h4rring1on]

𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶

warnings: same fic as my old one except this is just an eddie ver. with some after care, subspace, thigh riding, slay what u wanna slay

pairing: eddie munson x best friend!reader

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y/n stood in front of the door, looking at the ground as she waited for eddie to open up, eddie put away his guitar and opened the door only to see y/n standing there, looking odd

“what happened?” he asked as he pulled her inside

“went to see jason…” she muttered as she walked to his room and collapsed on the bed

“oh fuck” he mumbled, he wasn’t exactly fond of jason, or the fact that he never cares about y/n. he just gets what he wants and sends her out the door, not even caring if she finished or not

“didnt even get to finish” she whined as tears slid down her cheeks

“oh sweetheart” he muttered, “why do you keep doing this to yourself” he said as he sat down on the bed and wiped her tears

“he said i was his good girl…i just wanna be good”

“your tummy hurts, yeah?” he asked

“so bad”

“want me to take care of it for you?”

“please, eddie” she begged

“okay sweetheart, cm’ere” he said, she sat up and he pulled her closer to him to the point where she was sitting on his thigh

“am i a good girl? i just wanna be a good girl—“

“i promise you’re a good girl angel” he said, his hands were now wrapped around her waist as he began moving her, “but you gotta stop going to him”

her lips parted as he kept moving her, making her pussy rub against his pants

“eddie” she whispered as her hands moved up to his shoulders so she can move faster

“there we go, keep going, baby” he said, “poor princess, didn’t get to cum, hm?”

she shook her head and closed her eyes, feeling her high coming on

“almost there, aren’t you, baby”

“mhm” she nodded and moved faster and faster

“you can cum, love” he said, a high pitched moan came out of her as her high came on, she fell on the bed next to her, breathing out as she tried to catch her breath

“i didn’t mean to bother y—“

“sweetheart” eddie cut in, “i’m not him, okay? i’ll take care of you, cm’ere” he said, picking her up and taking her to the bathroom counter

“i’m gonna take of your clothes okay, baby?” he asked

“okay” she said in a low voice, his jaw clenched at the sight of her bare body, bruises, red marks, and scratches were all over her body.

it meant that it was a rough night and that asshole didn’t even bother to give her the aftercare she needed.

“piece of shit” he whispered as be turned on the water and filled the bath, he hated the being that was jason carver. that fucking asshole never bothered to care about that poor girl.

he put some soaps in and gently put her in the bath, he cleaned her up with a soft towel, minding the sensitive areas.

“want a rubber ducky?” he asked, she nodded, he chuckled lightly as he put a rubber duck on the water, seeing her move it around and play with it while he washed her hair and body

he then dried her off and dressed her in one of his shorts and his hellfire club shirt, he put her in bed and placed a blanket over her body

“stay with me?” she said as she saw him walk away, she reached out her hand for him, he sighed and muttered a small okay as he held her hand and whispered sweet nothings in her ear while she slept

[justmeinadaze]

Aftercare: Safeword (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Daddy Steve/Sir Eddie & Sub reader, SMUT, As the title suggests the safe word is used here, the smut they are engaging in isn't too rough she just feels uncomfortable mostly with how they are grabbing her and seem "not all there", choking, mentions of overstimulation without praise, brief dp, later on more romantic softer smut, dirty talk, etc, FLUFF, they love each other <3, aftercare after use of the safe word, ANGST, mentions of past toxic relationships, both boys talk about things that are stressing them out.

More than anything this is them teaching her more about aftercare and how there is nothing wrong with needing to use a safe word. That no matter what they still love her. That goes for you beautiful souls to! Its ok to use your word if you have one and if your partner gets mad at you for it, like Eleven says, dump their ass!

Word Count: 3779

Something was off. They both seemed out of sorts when they got home from work but you didn’t think anything of it at the time. You just did what you could to make them feel better. Eddie came home first and bypassed you entirely to fall onto his bed. You crawled in beside him and laid your head on his chest as he remained still, not even playing with your hair like he normally did. 

Steve soon followed, finding you both and curling up behind you as he threw his arm around your waist; his breathing ragged almost like he was angry. After a while, without saying a word, they tugged off your clothes, and began to use you. That was the best way to describe their desperate touches and rough kisses. 

Their vacant eyes rarely met yours as they made you cum repeatedly. You cried at the overstimulation and where they would usually coo and comfort you, this time they were silent.

They were both inside of you thrusting aggressively. You were already extremely sore and knew you would be for the next few days to come. 

You thought you could make it to the end and allow them to finish but they made you promise if ever you felt uncomfortable to use the safe word. Eddie’s fingers were gripping your bicep a bit too tightly and Steve’s hand around your throat was starting to cut off your air supply. 

You tried to say “red” but it wasn’t coming out loud enough to be heard. Going to plan B, you squeezed your eyes shut as you lifted your palm above you and smacked Eddie’s headboard three times as hard as you could. 

They stopped moving, freezing in place, and you tapped at the hand around your neck signaling the concern. 

“Shit. Fucking…Y/N, I’m so sorry.” He released his grip and gradually pulled out of you before running out of the room to the kitchen. 

Eddie pulled out as well, brushing your hair out of your face as you coughed trying to collect air.

“It’s ok, sweetheart. Everything’s ok.”

Steve quickly came back, sinking to his knees by the mattress as he handed you a glass of water. 

“Here, honey, drink this. Good girl. What else do you need, baby?”

It was then that you started to bawl and their hearts broke as you hugged your arms around your body. Eddie kept whispering that you were safe as he gently petted your head while Steve covered you with a throw blanket and rubbed your back. 

“I’m sorry.”, you whimper as you wipe your eyes with your fist. “I tried. I really did but you both were hurting me.”

“Hey, hey, hey. No reason to be sorry. We’re so proud of you for using the safe word and getting our attention. I know you said it used to be hard for you before, pretty girl.” Steve grinned at you comfortingly as he continued to try and calm you down. 

“I-I-I ruined everything.”

“No, princess. You didn’t ruin anything. You feeling safe and comfortable is more important to us than anything else.”

You softly smile at them as you slide to the edge and try to get up but your legs betray you as you fall back down. 

“Baby, we got you. Where are you trying to go?”

“Bath. Hurts.”

“Ok, I’m going to carry you. Is that alright?”

You nod as Steve lifts you into his arms and Eddie runs ahead to get your bath started in your bathroom since your tub is bigger (and cleaner) than his. The boy continues to hold you in his arms until everything is in place before gently lowering you into the water. 

Your eyes shift towards them before quickly looking away as your bottom lip quivers. 

“Talk to us, princess. What do you need?”

“Sit with me… hold me…hurting.”

They climb in without hesitation and promptly collect you in their arms. It was always slightly amusing for them to see how you behaved in this headspace. Eddie had only ever really dealt with brats who threw tantrums. You were far from a brat and due to your history with your exes, you seemed to close into yourself and close off. That was hard for them because they needed you to be vocal and tell them what you needed so they could help make you feel better.

They never wanted to push you this far and they knew they fucked up. 

Eddie pressed your head to his chest while Steve laid his own on your shoulder. You sat with them until the water got cold and even then they didn’t move till you said you were ready. They carefully dried you off before putting some baggy clothes on you and carrying you to the living room. 

“Are you hungry, baby? We have some frozen pizza in there I think.” The metalhead sighs when you don’t respond. “How about we make it and then if you’re hungry later at least it will be ready.”

Steve immediately headed for the kitchen and your eyes turn to watch him, noticing his hands shake as he carefully reads the box he’s holding. Eddie pushes some of your hair behind your ear before telling you he’ll be right back and heading towards his friend. They whisper to each other but you just barely make out what they are saying. 

“Harrington, you have to calm down. She’s not upset with us but herself. She thinks she did something wrong by using her safe word.”

“Eddie, she couldn’t even say the word because of me. I didn’t mean to hurt her.”

“I know and she knows that to but in her headspace right now she doesn’t understand that. She sees you panicking and she thinks it’s because you didn’t get to cum.”, he sighs. “Blame those fucking idiots she dated. I imagine if she didn’t know what aftercare was, if she had used the safe word with any of them they would have just left her there.”

Steve’s fist clenched at the thought but when his gaze shifted to you he noticed you watching them and flashed you a big Harrington smile with a wink. To his relief, you softly smiled in return. 

Eddie came back to sit beside you, grabbing the remote and turning on the tv.

“I don’t know what would be on right now but—” Your hand reached out to stop him and his smile grew when you curled up into his side. “’Unsolved Mysteries’. Let’s see who got kidnapped by aliens tonight.”

“Aliens aren’t real, Ed.”, Steve scolded as he came around the corner and flopped down on the couch. 

“Pfft. Non-believer.” The longhaired boy rolls his eyes as you grin but he doesn’t miss the slight wince when his fingers run down your arm. 

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By the time the show ended, you had returned to your old self as you giggled at their banter and ate the food they offered.

“Steve, I agree with Eddie there totally is aliens out there but I’m going to need you to make sure if I disappear you search through the human world first! Don’t let him get distracted!”

“Honey, if you went missing I would move heaven and earth to find you.”

That made you genuinely smile as Eddie continued to play with your hair. The other man bounced back beside you, holding an icepack and gestured for your arm. 

“Oh, it’s ok. I’m ok.”

“Sweetheart, you’re right. It is ok. Let Stevie see your arm.”

“I don’t want you guys to be sad. You do so much for me…I can…I can take care of it myself.”

“My love, do you remember what we told you after we play rough?”

“But, but—”

“What did we say, Y/N?”

“Aftercare is important afterwards. Not just for me but you guys to. But, Steve, you guys made me cum so many times and neither of you got finish.”

“Princess, that is literally the last thing on our minds right now. All we care about is that you feel safe and that you aren’t in pain. You didn’t do anything wrong by giving us the signal and getting our attention. Can you say that for me?”

“I did nothing wrong by signaling for us to stop.”

“Good girl.”, Eddie kisses your temple. “You still deserve to be taken care of after no matter what, babe. It’s just a little bit different because Steve and I need to see you and hear from you to fully understand so this doesn’t happen again.”

You nodded in understanding as you lifted up your sleeve. “Eddie was holding me to tightly and it hurt.”

The metalhead shifted his body to sit across from you on the coffee table so he could get a better look before Steve covered it with ice. Purple fingerprints were starting to form around your bicep and he could see the little indents from his fingernails digging into your skin. 

“Sweetie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t even realize.”

You turned a bit and pulled down your collar exposing your throat a bit more. They could both see the imprint of where Steve’s hand had been. 

“I couldn’t breathe.”

“I didn’t realize either. Shit…I was so lost in my own head, honey—”

“That bothered me the most. You two were so quiet and your eyes seemed so vacant. Eddie usually you give me a kiss when you come home but you went straight to your bedroom. When we lay together, you play with my hair or touch my skin but neither of you did that. When you kept making me cum and I started to cry, you both soothe me or praise me but you didn’t this this time. It felt…weird like…I was with two different men.”

They both exhaled heavily as they absorbed what you were saying. 

“I almost got fired today.” You and Steve sat at attention at his comment. “Someone broke into the record store and stole a bunch of shit but instead of leaving it there they spray painted ‘Freak’ on the wall as well as some satanist symbols, I don’t even know.”, Eddie rolled his eyes. “My boss said this isn’t the kind of attention he wants and he may have to let me go. I had to beg literally almost on my knees for him to keep me on.”

“Baby, I’m so sorry.”, you comforted. 

“I hate this fucking town. They’re never going to see me as anything else than fucking trailer trash. I felt so helpless and I took that out on you, sweetheart. I am so fucking sorry.”

“My dad showed up at the video store today and embarrassed me in front of Robin. He said that if I couldn’t get into college then I should come intern with him and learn the trade. Like that asshole would ever hand over his company to me. I’m never going to be good enough for him.”

“You’re good enough for us, Stevie. You’re more than enough.”, you coo as you reach for his hand. 

“I took that out on you to, honey. I’m sorry. I needed to feel more in control and… God this fucking kills me.”, he sighs as his fingers trace the skin along your neck. “This is never going to happen again, Y/N. I promise.”

“Me to.”, Eddie follows. “And we are really proud of you for using your safe word and following those steps we put in place.”

“I love you.”

The metalhead climbs back on to the sofa as both boys wrap their arms obnoxiously around you making you giggle.

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The next couple of days they continued to look after you making sure you were alright and constantly trying to make up for hurting you. Steve came home one day with flowers while Eddie bought you a cute little silver bracelet he knew you’d love. 

That Friday evening when you got off of work, you walked into your apartment met with dimmed lights and candles lit on the table. 

“Um, what is happening?”, you smile as you walk towards the counter that has a note with your name on it. 

“Baby Girl,

In your room is present #1 of the evening. Go put it on, beautiful.

We love you. 

-Eddie X Steve”

You blush as you run excitedly towards your bedroom to find a flat box with a bow on top. Gasping when you pull it open, you hold up the gorgeous red dress with matching flats and spin around giddily as you quickly put it on. 

While you’re a adjusting your make up in the bathroom, a clearing throat grabs your attention. 

“Oh wow.”, you grin as your eyes fall upon Eddie in a suit. “You look handsome.”

“Thank you, sweetheart. I’m not as good looking as you though.” The metalhead extends his elbow and you gladly loop your arm through his as he leads you back out into the living room where an equally well-dressed Steve was waiting. 

“Oh, baby, you look amazing.”, you coo as he grins in your direction. 

“Me? That dress looked gorgeous in the store but it looks even better on you.”

He comes around to kiss your cheek before guiding you to your table that was fancied up with a white tablecloth. Beaming over at them, you watched as they moved about the kitchen, whispering to each other, and finally coming back to you with a plate of delicious looking food.

“Did you guys make this?”

“Princess, the apartment is still standing and isn’t on fire so no.”, Eddie chuckled. “We ordered it from your favorite place but instead of eating out of Styrofoam we upped the ante by putting it on plates.”

You giggled when he winked at you and patiently waited for them to take a seat so you could eat together. 

“Not that I don’t appreciate this but may I ask why?”

“We just…we love you and we wanted to show you how much we appreciate you.”, Steve smiles as he reaches for your hand.

“We also wanted to show you how proud we are of you. We know you’ve been through a lot, Y/N but you’ve come so far in being more open with us and you’ve even shown us some things as well. Like Harrington said, we love you…so much.”

“I love you to.”

The three of you continued to talk as you ate your meal. Eddie said he was able to smooth things over with his boss and stayed behind a few extra hours to help get his store back in order. Steve told his dad to politely fuck off and asked Robin to help him search for some career options that would work best for him. You were always so proud of them, never caring what they did for a living but just wanted them to be happy. 

“Thank you so much for dinner. It was really good.”, you beam at them as they clear the table and start cleaning up the area. 

“I’m glad you enjoyed it, honey. We were thinking once we get everything put away here, maybe, we could watch a movie or something.”

“Baby, we got all dressed up, you went all out on dinner, and now you just want to sit down and watch a movie?”

“Oh, um, I mean did you want to go somewhere, sweetheart?”

Leaning over the counter, you look up at them with big doe eyes.

“My bedroom…or the couch…Hell, even the counter here. I don’t care.”, you giggle.

“How are you feeling?”, Steve asks as his eyes shift towards your neck. The bruises had long since faded but you could tell he could still see them almost as if that image would never go away.

“Horny it seems.”, Eddie laughs making you smile.

Coming around to their side, the metalhead lifts you onto the island and you reach for the other boy, clasping your arms around his neck.

“I’m feeling much better, Daddy. I promise. You don’t have to keep punishing yourself for what happened. You both took such good care of me. Please, let me take care of you.”

As you bring his lips to yours, his palms slide down to the small of your back and pull you towards the edge closer to his waist. A whimper escapes your throat as the growing bulge in his pants steadily grinds against your uncovered core; the fabric of his slacks rubbing just enough on your clit to have you opening your legs wider to allow him more access.

“Does that feel good, baby girl? Fuck. I can feel you soaking through my pants.”

“Y-You should take them off then.”, you breathily laugh as he rests his forehead on yours, smiling at your neediness. “Please, Daddy. I want you so bad.”

A low growl emits from Steve’s throat as he quickly fumbles with his belt buckle and frees his leaking cock from its confinement. Your mouth falls open as you both watch him guide his length into you entrance and your hands cup his face as your legs wrap around his waist. 

“Yes, baby. You feel so good.”, you moan as your fingers unbutton the top half of his shirt so your hands can roam his chest, making him mewl as his head falls into your neck and he thrusts into you at a bit faster.

Eddie’s own fingers come from the side and delicately move your hair behind your ear.

“You’re so beautiful, princess. I like watching your face when we’re fucking you. I love that you’re ours.”

Your eyes fluttered shut as you hugged Steve tighter to your body. 

“Don’t—mmm—don’t worry about me tonight. I want you both to cum.”

Freezing completely, the man in your arms tilted back so his gaze could meet yours. 

“Honey, what do you think helps get us there? We like making you fall apart.”

“That’s an understatement.”, Eddie adds making Steve chuckle. 

“It fucking drives me crazy feeling your soft hands and nails drag along my skin.”, he whispers, gradually pumping into you again as his palms cling to your hips. “Those tiny whimpers you make when I hit that spot inside of you right there.”

Between his last couple of words, he thrust into you roughly making your toes curl against him. 

“That’s it, pretty girl. Cum for me. Cum for Daddy.” 

Going back his original rhythm, you nuzzled your face into his shoulder, muffling your moans as you did what he asked. 

“Fuck, Y/N. The way your pussy grips me when you cum.” Placing his hand on the back of your head and his other arm wrapped around your back, he presses you to him while chasing his high. Steve’s heavy pants warm your ear and both of you groan as he fills you up. 

Releasing you from his hold, he leans back to tenderly kiss your lips before backing away so Eddie could take his place. After light heartedly giggling through his teeth, he grabs a napkin off the counter and dabs at your forehead. 

“So sweaty.”

“Aren’t you about to make me sweatier?”, you tease.

Grinning, he takes you in his arms and carries you into the living room where he playfully tosses you down on the sofa where he lifts off your dress. 

“Wait.”, you plead as he began unbuttoning his shirt. “Leave it on like he did. It’s…kind of hot…makes me feel…small. In a good way!”

“Whatever you want, baby.”

As he takes a seat on the couch, he pulls down his pants and boxers enough to free his cock before motioning for you to come sit on his lap. After positioning you with your back against his chest and placing your legs on either side of his own, Eddie takes hold of his length as you lift your hips slightly and slide down onto him. 

“Oh my god.”

“Atta girl, princess. Fuck. So fucking wet and warm.”, he murmurs in your ear as your head leans against his shoulder.

Ring lined fingers dig into your thighs as your roll your lower body slowly, enjoying the feeling of his cock stretching your walls and rubbing your g-spot just so. 

“Ride my dick, sweetheart. Make yourself cum.”

Tilting forward, you balance your hands on his knees as you bounce on his lap. 

“Yes. You feel so good, Sir.”

“You know, Y/N, I love watching you come undone to. The way your body moves and trembles. The way you moan my name or title. How your pussy trenches my cock. Shit, baby.”

Tugging your hair, he yanks you against him again as he brings his fingers around to massage your clit.

“FUCK! Please, Sir, please.”, you beg. 

As your orgasm washes over you, his digits move faster as he roughly thrusts up into you to elongate your high. Falling limply against him, Eddie holds you to him until his rhythm starts to falter and you feel his spend warm your insides. 

While he tries to catch his breath, your lips lazily trail along his jaw line till he turns to meet your mouth with his own.

Lost in your bliss, you allow them to carry you to your bathroom and take care of you. As you stood in the shower your arms remained around them as they cleaned you and placed soft kisses along your skin. 

“Thank you for always listening and taking care of me. Even before we got together you guys have always been good friends to me.”

After changing your clothes and placing you under the covers in your bed, they climb in on either side of you and take you in their arms. 

“You’re welcome. I don’t know about Stevie but I wish I had told you earlier how I felt about you…could have saved you from a lot of heartache.”, Eddie sighs. 

“I was afraid you wouldn’t like me the same way and I’d lose you. That’s why I never said anything but, yeah, I wish I had said something sooner. I remember once you told us you thought you didn’t deserve to be happy and that just killed me. I thought ‘we could make her happy.’”

“You do…both of you…you always have. I know we can’t go back in time but I have you now and that’s all I care about. For the past view months, I’ve actually felt the safest I’ve ever been. Not just physically but mentally and emotionally. I can be open with your guys about anything and I know you still love me. I hope you know you can do that same with me. I’m always here for you no matter what.”

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@goth-cowgirl-03

Series here

[afewproblems]

I just got a tattoo done and was thinking about all of the before and after care instructions they gave me and how older Eddie would have possibly reacted to the list of things he would need to do or items to purchase for a new addition to his sleeve.

The artist reaches out to Eddie years after corroded coffin makes it big. She's fairly well known as a minor celebrity herself in the tattoo and body modification space in LA, so when she contacts Eddie's agent about offering a new piece for his eclectic sleeve he checks out her portfolio and is immediately sold.

She sends him the idea and he signs off on it right away and before they know it, he and Steve are on a plane from Chicago to Los Angeles.

It isn't until it's done, and the second skin is placed over the piece, smoothed out to ensure no bubbling, that Eddie balks at the secondary list of steps he needs to take.

The artist taps out the instruction email on her phone, hitting send with a dimpled grin before reaching out to shake his hand and Steve's, thanking them for being such great new clients. She asks Steve if he would be interested in a piece at some point, to which he smiles politely and shakes his head.

Steve has never been into tattoos for himself, though he's always gone to great lengths to admire and kiss each piece on Eddie's body.

Eddie half listens as they continue to chat, pulling out his phone to review the email she sent him.

"Ensure that you leave the second skin on for three to five days and upon its removal (see removal instructions on page two)..."

Eddie has to stop himself from rolling his eyes right then and there. It's not as though this is his first ever tattoo, he's been getting ink since before this girl was even born.

He winces at the thought, reminding himself that just because she's young doesn't mean she doesn't know her shit, and she clearly does. He shakes his head and nods when Steve says goodbye for them and they make their way to the elevator.

"Okay, what's with the face?" Steve asks quietly as soon as the door closes.

Eddie sighs and folds his arms over his chest, careful not to bump the now tender area on his forearm.

"You look like you swallowed a lemon, spill," he reaches out for Eddie's shoulder, his warm hazel eyes, now lined with gentle wrinkles at the edges search his face, "do you not like it?"

Eddie barks out a laugh, "it's probably one of the nicest ones in the whole collection, no Stevie, it's not that".

Steve raises his eyebrow now and just looks at Eddie until the elevator dings and the doors open before them.

God Dammit.

He loves and hates this ability, that Steve knows Eddie will crack eventually if he just waits long enough.

"Fine!" Eddie sighs as they make their way back to the hotel.

It's gorgeous out, nothing like the weather back home right now, the palm trees lining the streets and the twinkling fairy lights on every corner gives the area an almost magical feel, despite the bustling pedestrians packing the sidewalks.

"It's a little weird all the instructions," Eddie says eventually. He speaks slowly, doing his best to articulate exactly what he feels.

Steve nods, though the confused pinch between his brow doesn't quite fade.

"And I've been getting these done since it eighties, Steve, it's just a little--"

Eddie growls and tugs on his hair in frustration, "I don't want to be shitty".

Steve shrugs and loops his arm around Eddie's small waist, tugging him closer.

"Be shitty, you know I love it," he grins and lifts his free hand to remove Eddie's from his hair, "what about the instructions made you upset?"

"It's like I'm being talked down to," Eddie says with a frown, "I got a stick and poke from Jeff in '84 that was totally fine with out any of this," he lifts his arm now to show off the shiny second skin to Steve who nods.

"And which one was that again?" Steve asks, there's a leading lilt to his voice that makes Eddie want to sit on the sidewalk.

He huffs out a low whine, "Steve--"

"Eddie," Steve answers with a soft smile.

And Eddie knows he's lost this argument, if you could even call it that, because the bats that Jeff did for him all the way back in '84, have since been covered up.

Over the years they had morphed into six blobs of bluish grey on the back of his forearm that could no longer be distinguishable as bats, and after being asked about his 'abstract' tattoos by an interviewer a few years back, he had made the decision to get them covered.

And it could have been any number of things that lead to the eventual fading and blobification of his bats, but Eddie figured it was probably because they had almost immediately gotten infected a few days after Jeff had finished them in his parents garage.

Eddie clears his throat and opens the email on his phone again, taking another look at the list the artist had sent him.

"Fine, you gonna help me take care of this thing Stevie?" Eddie grumbles as they enter the revolving door of the hotel, stepping carefully into the pie shaped section to avoid colliding with the moving entryway.

Steve snorts and lets his hand curl through one of the belt loops on Eddie's jeans, "I think I remember agreeing to something like that, in sickness and health?"

He leans forward and nuzzels his nose into Eddie's ear, "till the end of our days".

[ashwhowrites]

(i'm not sure if this is what you meant by sending this again so if this is wrong just let me know because i am a bit silly aklqkfkwlf)

would you ever consider writing about Eddie having to safeword/going through subdrop cause he thinks he's let his mommy down?? and obviously she takes her time loving on him and giving him cuddles and to make him feel better??? i'm a such a sucker for really soft aftercare scenes ashfakjkskfna but only if you'd be comfortable with that!! thank you!! ♡

( this is exactly what I meant, thank you very much! )

Like I could ever say no to bratty!Eddie. I hope this is what you wanted and were looking for <3

Eddie wasn't sure when the flip switched, he wasn't sure when he started to panic and his ears began to ring. He felt like he couldn't breathe, his chest was tight and his eyes were filling with water.

It was as if his brain was shut off, he couldn't think of a single word and he was desperately trying to remember their safe word. But did he want to say it? If he said it, it would make them stop and she'd be disappointed, wouldn't she?

He knew deep down that she would stop immediately, take him in her arms, and kiss his face. But his anxiety clouded his rational thinking. He was so stuck on her being disappointed that he couldn't get the job done, that he couldn't just finish what he knew he started.

But Mommy wasn't dumb, she could feel Eddie leaving the safe place they had and his body reacted away from her.

"Baby?" She repeated for the tenth time but he still hasn't said a word. She slid out of him, taking off the strap as she quickly turned his body to face her. Silent tears ran down his face as he was forced to look at her.

"Hey, shh, what's wrong?" She whispered, rubbing his chest in small circles as she tried to relax him.

"Red." He choked out, a pout on his lips as a sob made its way through. Just as he knew she would, she sat him up and wrapped her arms around him. Her hands ran through his hair and scratched his head lightly.

She didn't ask questions, just let him soak in her warmth as he cried against her naked chest.

The switch flipped back, he could feel his muscles relaxing, and all the air returned to his lungs. He sighed as her hands continued to scratch his head, his body falling into hers.

"Want to talk about it?" She asked quietly, she stayed completely still, making sure no movement set him off.

"I started to panic, but didn't want to disappoint you, Mommy." He said into her skin, pecking the wet skin softly when he finished his sentence.

She pulled away slightly, only to cup his jaw and look right into his eyes. He was scared to see anger, disappointment, and everything in between. But all he saw was warmth and love. She proved to him multiple times that he was always safe with her, yet, he was always surprised by how patient and caring she was.

"That's okay, we don't want you to panic, yeah? I want you to feel good and always enjoy what we are doing. And baby, you can never disappoint me, okay? Needing to stop is nothing to be ashamed of. Mommy loves you and I'll always want to take care of you." She said softly, kissing the tip of his nose as he smiled at her words.

"Thank you." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her.

"How about we share a glass of chocolate milk and bake cookies?" She asked, immediately feeling relieved when Eddie's eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas.

His boyish smile turned huge as he practically bounced. "Love milk and cookie time."

She moved off his lap, telling him to stay still when she went to grab a towel. She cleaned him up softly and kissed him all over his skin. Praising him for how good he was for using his words.

He felt all the love wash over him, melting into his skin and hitting his bones.

He was always safe with her, his body, his heart, and his soul. She saw the darkest sides of him and brought a light to make her way through it.

She loved everything about it and he was happy she never seemed to mind reminding him.

Eddie was used to disappointing everyone, it was comforting to feel a love where disappointment didn't exist.

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[kyhgwts]

Summary: One night you try to take away the control from Eddie, and safe to say you don’t get it. Eddie shows you who the real one in charge is. (1.5k)

WARNING(s): smut smut smut smut smut smut, porn w/o plot, p in v, teasing, switch!Eddie(?) not really, Dom!Eddie, Sub!Reader, dacryphilia, daddy kink(only mentioned once), aftercare, safe word in place but not mentioned, if there’s anything else let me know!!! kinda short sorry :(

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

When you had asked Eddie to let you on top, he didn’t have ant suspicions whatsoever. He knew you liked it, and he loved it of course. But the little hint of a smile on your face made him question himself. He knew when you were up to something, and that was now.

He raised a brow at you as you rushed taking off your clothes, which you usually let him take off. Then you moved onto his, and he smirked leaning further back into the mattress.

“Need help?” he asked, you shook your head.

“i’ve got it” you say plainly, and he just stares at you in confusion.

“You sure” he asks, you nod softly.

“Answer me with words princess” he asks softly, you just huff and he’s caught of guard.

“I already told you yes” you say, and his eyes widen a bit.

He then knew what this was, and he was going to let you. He wanted to see how far you could get, how determined you really were with your plan.

You held his cock in hand, pumping it slowly. He noticed the little glance you did at him, eyes pleasing him to praise you. Your head quickly snapping back down when you remembered you were supposed to have an act on.

You push up onto your knees, lining his cock up to your entrance making him curse under his breath. You bite your lip in order to contain the the noises trying to escape.

His hands shoot out to hold your hips as you sink down onto him, but you protest pushing them away. Placing his hands firmly to the mattress on either side of his head.

You use his hands as leverage, pushing yourself up then back down.

“Fucking christ, you feel so good” he says, trying to make his voice show his dominance.

Eddie watched your face, deep in concentration as you held in all your noises. You slowly begin to pick up the pace, and push down harder. Your eyebrows knitted together, mouth slightly hung open as you let out fast breaths.

He could feel your act slipping so soon he could almost laugh. Your hands gripped onto his, your knuckles turning white.

When he tried to push up into you, you mumbled something in protest leaving his hands to push down on his lower stomach. He wasn’t going to make you upset by moving his hands, so he kept them laying flat. Your small breaths slowly turned into quiet moans that you thought he didn’t hear.

“No Eddie” you mumbled, frustrated that you were slowly loosing it.

“I didn’t do anything” he says raising his hands in surrender. You make an almost animalistic sound, pulling your hands from his stomach and pushing his hands down.

“Stop!” you sped up your pace, leaning down to push you face in his neck. You bite and suck, causing Eddie to groan.

“Baby i-“ before he could get his words out, you push your hand over his mouth.

“Shhh no talking” you say angry, the feel of control slipping from your hands and to think you didn’t even have it for a minute makes you enraged.

Although you wished you could have proved you can be in control, you knew deep down you didn’t want to be. Being in control wasn’t something you thought about, however being under Eddie’s control during sex was something you did think about.

Eddie tried his best, he really did. He wanted you to feel what he felt, but he soon realized this isn’t how it’s meant to be. Just having his cock inside you slowly sent you into a different head space.

You couldn’t feel that deep hot, rush of feeling like this. Sure you felt amazing, it didn’t matter what you did as long as it was Eddie you’d always feel amazing. But you knew this wasn’t the right way.

“Sweetheart come on, i know you-“ he could see the tiredness on your face.

“I- i- i’ve got it” you tried to tell him, but the whimpers and quiet moans told him otherwise.

You tried, and tried, but you just couldn’t do it. The empty feeling of not being under Eddie was eating you alive. The air on your back reminded you of it every second.

“Daddy” you cried quietly and that was his cue, he broke from your hold turning you both over so he was now on top.

“You did good, making me feel so good baby” he whispered softly, leaning down to your lips kissing you. You eagerly followed suit, taking his kiss desperately.

“I- i mnugh” you threw your head back, pushing your hips down to meet his thrusts.

“I know sweet girl, i know” he said sucking at your neck, causing you to spasm in his hold. You grab onto hands full of his hair.

He could feel the squeeze of your hole, so desperately sucking him in. His hand moved to your hips controlling them, reaching down to circle your clit. You shudder, mouth falling open as you gasp.

“I- Im so closee, please” you cry out, choking on your sobs. Eddie looks up to your tear filled eyes, kissing away your tears that started to roll out.

“Me too baby, be a good girl and wait for me alright” he asks, you nod vigorously.

You have never felt this level of pleasure, just when you think sex with Eddie can’t get better he brings it up a notch.

“Alright baby girl, let it all out, come on” he mumbles leaving kisses everywhere in his wake.

Your limbs lock, back arching, jaw locked open, and body shaking, and you finally came. The sound of you coming was so filthy, it sent Eddie right down the lane with you cursing under his breath.

“ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod” you mumble on repeat, body full of goosebumps and moving at its own record.

“There we go, i’ve got ya” he grins, pushing down on your lower stomach causing more to gush from you and a brutal moan to erupt from your mouth.

When he slowly brings you down, whispering in your ear and giving soft kisses. When your mind feels a little bit less hazy, you smile sweetly at him.

“I love you” he whispers softly, leaning down and capturing your lips. You moan into the kiss, and letting out a breathy sigh when he pulls away.

“I love you too” you say, eyes full of adoration as you look up at him.

“You good my sweet girl?” he asks grinning small taps to the outside of your thigh, you nod. You mumble something under your breath pointing at his bathroom door.

“Bath?” he asks, and you nod.

“You’ve got it” he says, when he moves to pull out you protest pushing his closer. He gets the memo, pulling you up and carrying you to the bathroom all while keeping himself inside you.

Your legs wrapped around him, arms around his neck, and face nuzzled into his neck. His scent making you even more sleepy. When he tries to place you on the counter and leave, you hold on tighter.

“I’ve gotta start the bath baby” he grins, looking at you and pushing back your hair from your face. You grumble something along the lines of ‘no it can wait’.

He sighs playfully loud, you roll your eyes poking him in the side. He wraps his arms around you, placing a kiss on your head and then laying his on your shoulder. He starts to rub your back, making you smile to yourself.

When he pulls away you almost want to cry, you felt so content in the moment. You look up at him smiling, he smiles back giving you a kiss.

He pulls out before you could argue. Come seeping out of you, making his cock start up again.

“Fuck baby” he mumbled, fingers dragging through your folds making you shiver.

He walks to the bath turning the water on. He walks back in between your legs holding onto you again.

“I know you wanted to try to take control, why didn’t you just ask me?” he asks, you shrug.

“Wanted to surprise you” you whisper, Eddie nods in understanding.

“Alright, do you want to try it again, maybe today wasn’t the right day” he asks, his eyes were always so soft and made you know he was listening to whatever you had to say.

“No, i don’t think i like it” you say, he nods giving you a quick kiss.

“Let’s get all cleaned up shall we?” he asks grinning, you smile nodding.

In times like these, you appreciated Eddie’s softness. You were always too hazy to understand or comprehend things most times, but he made sure to take his time with you and listen.

When you both got in the tub, and he helped washed you off, it felt euphoric. When you got out he helped dry you off and get dressed. And he cleaned the sheets as well.

When you sat on the freshly made bed, he followed behind you with a brush ready to brush your hair. His hands softly pushed the brush through your hair, moving your head side to side with his gentle hands.

When he was done and you both got under the blankets, he pulled you close and pressed soft kisses to your face.

“I love you” he whispered, you smile whispering it back.

You felt so content and comfortable in where you were, you fell asleep within minutes.

[fluffansmut-old]

In front of the dungeon masters throne.

December 14th- infront of the dungeon masters throne

12 fics of Christmas - masterlist.

Summary: Eddie´s gives you an early christmasgift after hellfire one night.

Content warnings: Smut 18+, Oral, fingering, sextoy use, praise kink, Dom/sub undertones, honorifics (master),teasing, edging, aftercare.

Word count: 3342

Fic is also posted on ao3

Eddie had been scribbling on this little piece of paper for days.

Usually he wanted to tell you all about his campaigns as he created them, but this time the book slammed close as soon as you entered the room.

“Why so secretive?” You asked, as he folded the paper up and sat on it.

“You’ll see sweetheart, soon enough” he murmured in response.

Is this a christmas gift?” you asked, now more interested than ever. “one I might get in advance?”

“ You'll see, soon enough” he just said again.

When your shift ended you put your jacket on and put your hands in the pocket,trying to find your mittens, you found a note.

You knew Eddie had something planned, but not knowing what that something was, made it tingle inside of you with excitement.

Your mind bubbled with excitement as you made your way through town toward the high school and Eddie.

Why the drama room?

What game?

What did he have in mind?

You were a bit early so you snuck in as quietly as you could, hearing your boyfriend in  full on dungeon-master-mode telling the group how they indeed had succeeded and slayed the monster.

“You present the head of the beast to the king, forcing him to hold his end of the bargain letting the villagers go, giving them their freedom as the most welcome yuletide gift, all thanks to you” Eddie tells as the party cheers, applauds and high fives.

The room was chatty and buzzing with excitement, and in the middle of it all there was Eddie, on his throne, looking so incredibly proud of this party.

He was gorgeous, in a totally effortless way, his hair was tousled up from moving around, telling the plot with his entire body. The smile was huge, he was always like this after hellfire, it was like the endorphins it gave him all immediately went to his face, making him look so unbelievably happy. His tattooed arms were holding up his body as he leaned over the table, giving fist bumps and high fives to his friends. But in this light they looked different, the way his hand gripped the side of the table made you feel something. That excited tingle that you had felt before came back, as you imagined Eddie's hands, doing other things, elsewhere.

Eddie's smile grew impossibly wider when he saw you enter the room.

“Hello Honey!” he called out, which made you shy, because suddenly a whole bunch of heads turned to face you. You liked Eddie's friends, heck you considered most of them your friends as well but, just in this environment, you felt like the intruder, no matter how welcome they all tried to make you feel.

“Cmere, sweetheart” Eddie said and sat down on his throne properly once again. You made your way over, greeting all the boys like you usually would.

Eddie pulled you onto his lap pretty much as soon as you were within reach.

“Hiya baby” he muttered into your ear as he rested his face on your shoulder.

“I’ve missed you” you said, relaxing into him, grabbing the hand that he had round your middle, fiddling a little with his rings.

“Feeling okay?” he asked, tilting your head towards his. The brown eyes looked at you with so much concern, lust and love that it was almost impossible to meet them and not burst into tears with how incredibly seen you felt.

“Yeah, I am, “ you said,  “Just a bit tired from thinking so much, and also I’m a bit um… needy... for you.”

The last part was whispered. You watched as a glimmer of pride showed itself in the soft eyes of Eddie Munson, as he shifted you slightly closer to himself.  

“Good girl for expressing how you feel baby” Eddie praised, knowing it was something that you sometimes had a hard time with. “I´ve got plans for us, don´t you worry”

His praise always created this warmth in the pit of your stomach, it was like it blanketed you in this safeness that made you want more of Eddie. You moved your head closer to his, connecting your lips. He was not late to lean into the kiss, the arms that held you in place pulled you closer towards him and his tongue met yours.

That’s when you hear the oh so familiar,

“Cmon guys,” from Mike Wheeler, who watched you, looking slightly disgusted.

“Want something Wheeler?” Eddie said with a grin on his face.

“You wanna get a room or wait til you're home or something?”  He asked, hands now on his hips.

“No can do, right here right now works perfectly fine,” Eddie responded, the gleam of mischief in his eyes shining bright. “ or what do you say sweetheart?”

You put your finger to your chin,”thinking” about it.

“It does indeed” you said and started trailing kisses down Eddie’s neck.

“Oh for fucks sake” Mike said with an eye roll.

“I’m not sure why you bother anymore” Dustin said to him, already so used to you and Eddie and the constant PDA.

“Cmon Mike, we better get going, wasn’t Nancy supposed to be here by now?” Will said, him and Lucas already packed up and ready to go.

The younger ones left after Will’s reminder, knowing that Nancy never waited for them for long.

“Hey Eddie?” Gareth said as you decorated Eddie's neck with hickies.

“Yeah?” He replied, not really taking his eyes off you.

“You’re coming to Steve’s party right?” Gareth asked.

“Yeah, aren’t you?”

Gareth scratched the back of his head.

“”Yeah, but we don’t really have a ride.”

“We’ll take you” you said “ I’m driving anyways.”

You knew that Gareth and Jeff was still a little uneasy about the whole Steve-Harrington-actually-being-a-good-person deal, so you and Eddie did your best to make them feel as comfortable as they possibly could.

“Thanks, we appreciate it,” Jeff said as he grabbed his bag.

Gareth was about to say something else, of less importance when Eddie interrupted him with a,

“Gareth, it’s time to go”

The blond boy, looking like he just was smacked up the head for not understanding, was suddenly in a rush.

“We’re going.”

The gang of older students were on their way out when he stuck his head in once again, sing-songing a “haaave fuuun'' before Eddie gave him the finger and he shut the door.

You turned towards Eddie, now slightly panicky.

“Does he know?”

You weren’t sure if you meant what Eddie had planned or about the fact that you were needy for him.

Eddie calmed all your worries instantly.

He propped you up on the table in front of him, right where the DM-screen had been just minutes ago. He stood between your thighs. He had one arm around your waist and one hand tilted your face up to meet this eyes.

“He knows nothing, he might suspect a whole lot but he knows nothing.” Eddie reassured.

“Now baby, do you remember that I told you that there might be a gift in store for you before Christmas?”  You nodded. “I’m gonna give it to you, right here, right now.”

As he told you the news, he ran a hand up your inner thigh, coming closer and closer to your core.

“Here?” you asked wide eyed, “Right now?”

“Yes, now I want it to be a surprise, so I´m not gonna explain too much, but this is a no pressure situation, you call safeword and I stop, like usual. You´re here with me and you´re totally safe okay?”

The idea of the sexy secret already had you dripping down your thighs with excitement but you couldn’t really shake the thought of the hellfire club members who were there just mere minutes ago.

“Can we lock the d00r?” You asked looking up at Eddie.

“Of course, If that makes you feel better then we can absolutely do that.” Eddie said. “you wanna do it? I've got something to unpack.”

When you returned to the table Eddie was sitting on his throne again. He stood you infront of him and reached up the dress you had on, hooking his fingers into your panties, pulling them down, leaving you in the dress and the thigh high stockings you had on.

“Won´t be needing these now will we?” he said to you and smirked.

He grabbed you by the waist and helped you onto the table once again, the top of it now feeling a lot colder against your bare ass.

“Now baby, do you remember what my note to you said?” Eddie asked.

You tried your hardest to remember what it had said.

“Something about Hellfire ending and our game beginning?” you said hoping that you remembered correctly.

“Exactly, that's right.” Eddie said, placing a hand on your knee. “Now If this is a game, then who am I, sitting here?”

You knew what he was after, and you would lie if you said that it didn’t make you tingle.

“You’re the master” You said, looking at Eddie, feeling lust fill you up completely.

“That I am, ” Eddie said, smirking at you. “Now can I expect you to behave?”

“Yes master” you said obediently, looking at him, feeling even needier for him than before.

“Thats my good girl.” Eddie praised.

He plucked something from his front pocket, something that you soon recognised as a D20.

“This little thing will decide your fate tonight my lady.” Eddie explained holding it up in front of you. “Now listen carefully, cause I'll only explain it once, this has 20 sides right?”

You resisted the urge to roll your eyes at him, of course you knew that it had 20 sides.

“yes master” you said, urging him to explain further.

“now if you roll this and it lands somewhere between one and four, I´ll finger you.” Eddie explained. Your eyes widened at his words, this game just got interesting.

“If it's between four and eight, I´ll eat you out.” he continued, twirling the dice around in his hands. “Now between eight and twelve it gets interesting, cause then this little thing is brought into play” Edddie said and held up a thinner dildo from your collection.

You felt yourself getting more hot and bothered just at the sight of it, wanting him to use it right now. But at the same time you were filled with anticipation for what was to come next.

“What about 12 to 16?” you asked, and Eddie just smirked as a response.

“Glad you asked baby,” he said, digging around in the bag that he had brought. “ 12 to 16 means this ole´ favourite”

Eddie held up your trusted magic wand vibrator and he chuckled at the gleam that appeared in your eye as you saw it.

“I know you like that one, but this one, which is 16 to 19 if you didn't figure that out yourself, is a new one.” Eddie handed you a wrapped up present.

Inside was a rabbit vibrator.

The sight of it made your stomach drop like when you're on a rollercoaster, all the potential it had was almost overwhelming. You were almost too excited.

“Oh my god Eddie, this, this looks amazing” you said, but then you realised what he had said.

“16 to 19, what about 20?”

“We’ll that my dear is the fun of it, the 20th is the orgasm. If you do not roll a 20 then I’m sorry but you won’t cum tonight.”

Your jaw dropped at his words.

“So you’re really telling me that I might not cum tonight?” You said.

“That’s the game, but hey,” he said, giving the dice a quick kiss before placing it in the palm of your hand. “I have a feeling you’re gonna be lucky tonight, now lay back sweetheart, and roll for me”

The first roll was a 7.

Eddie wasted no time, diving right in. His tongue flicking over your clit  repeatedly as his hands held your thighs apart. His grip on your thigh made you wonder if the marks from the rings he wore would be there for days, but the magic he worked with his mouth made it all forgivable.

“fuck baby, you always taste so gooddamn good” he moaned. You resisted the urge to shove his head right back to where it previously had been. You felt the pleasure build inside of you, in the way your toes curled and your hips buckled up against him. Eddie continued to tease you with his tongue until suddenly, he stopped.

The moan that you were about the let out was caught in in your throat, and for the first time since laying back you raised your head and looked at the man inbetween your thighs.

“time for another roll? or what do you think baby?” he asked.

“God yes” you said, desperate for the pleasure that you felt to continue.

Eddies hand came down hard on your inner thigh, making you jump slightly for the surprise.

“Yes who?” he asked, now rubbing forgivingly on the small mark that he left.

“Yes master” you responded.

The next roll was a 14, and you swore that you could have orgasmed from the sound of the vibrator alone.

Eddie flicked it on to a rather low setting, but still you felt the pulsating response it the sound between your thighs.

“Now do you want this, sweetheart?” you asked as Eddie ran vibrator up and down your inner thighs.

“Yes master,” you said, almost panting already.

“Then I would beg a little more for it” he said, gracing it past your clit for half a second before continuing down your thigh again.

“Please, please please Master” you begged, trying to wiggling a little closer to him.

“Please what?” he asked, his eyes glimmering as he watched you grow desperate under his care, he did love to tease. “What do you want baby?”

“The vibrator” you breathed out, almost instantly.

“Yeah baby, I figured, but where sweet thing?” he said, now removing it from your body completely.

You felt a bit embarrassed, having to say it, because obviously he knew goddamn well you wanted it.

“Uhm, I want it.. on my clit master”  you breathed out, “please”

“arent you the best girl, doing what your asked” Eddie praised as he pressed the vibrator to your clit.

The vibrations went through you like chockwaves. Everything tensed up and came to life in a different way when you had the vibrator against you.

Eddie watched your every reaction with gleaming eyes, he absolutely adored to watch you come undone before him, all whilst knowing that you felt safe enough with him it let him hold the reins and be in control.

Just as you felt your core tighten from the vibrations, Eddie switched them off, leaving you, panting, whining.

“awh, sorry sweetheart, were you in the middle of something?” Eddie said with a grin plastered across his face.

“urgh yes I was.” you muttered, as you still felt the plusations running through your core, making you clench and move around a little.

“Well well would you look at that,” Eddie said, “my poor babys so worked up that shes clenching round nothing now, roll the dice sweetheart and see if we can do something about that”

The roll was a good one, landing on an 18.

You almost cried tears of joy as Eddie worked the vibrator into you with ease.

“There we go,” He said, looking at how it slid into you with no hiccups what so ever. “Always so good for me, always taking whatever I give you so goddamn well.”

You actually started to leak tears as the rabbit filled your hole whilst at a steady pace graced your clit with its glorious vibrations.

“are you getting close?” Eddie asked as he noticed the tell tale signs, the muscles in your thighs clenching, the moans and whimpers coming from your mouths, the way you clenched around the rabbit, your body automatically trying to draw it in.

“uh, yes master” you moaned.

“Well do you wanna risk trying to roll for orgasm?” Eddie asked, and you didnt think long about it.

“Yes, please”

“Well mannered” Eddie murmured as he put the dice in your outstretched hand.

it landed on a 4.  A goddamn 4.

“I´m sorry sweetheart, but my fingers will have to do.” Eddie said, removing the rabbit that had previously been filling you up.

“Ugh, no please” You pleaded.

Eddie cleared his throat and stuck two fingers into you, applying pressure to your g-spot instantly.

“Excuse me, but what was that? Are my hands suddenly not good enough for you, princess?” he asked.

Your breath hitched in your throat, you hadn’t meant to say it.

“No, not at all.” you quickly said. “I’ll take whatever master gives me”

“That´s what I though” Eddie said, and continued to work his hands on you, one hand sliding effortlessly in and out of you, the other rubbing your clit quite vigrously.

“I want you to fuck me master,” you moaned after a while.

Eddie thought about it for a moment, cause this wasnt in his original plans.

“What if we do this, you roll one time, if its above 12, then I´ll fuck you, but you still need a 20 to cum okay?” He suggested.

You desperate after being edged for ages nodded and grabbed after the dice.

You closed your eyes rolling it, only opening them when you heard Eddie say, “You are one lucky fucker, aren’t you?”

You opened your eyes to a nat 20. it felt slightly unbelievable so you turned to look at Eddie, who already was wiggling out of his pants.

“Come here baby, lets get you there, we both know you deserve it”

You straddled him on the throne, sinking onto him with a satisfied sigh.

“There we go” Eddie said, you moved slightly whilst still clinging onto him, kissing up his neck. “You always were a slut for close contact, werent you princess?”

You moaned in response, unable to do much more, cause of how close you were.

“Now take what you need baby, chase that orgasm and I’ll take care of you, I’ve got you sweetheart”

You came not long after that, feeling the euphoria wash over you like a tide wave.

“Master,” you moaned, head on his shoulder, feeling slightly fuzzy and complete.

“Baby, look at me please” he asked, voice soft and caring.

You did as asked looking up at him with halfopened eyes.

“Tired?” He asked, you nodded.

“I understand that sweetheart, you were such a good girl, you took everything so well” Eddie praise, whilst pressing kisses to your forehead.

“Now how do you feel, are you sore?” He asked after holding you close to his chest for a moment. “I know I gripped and popped your thighs pretty hard there before, does anything hurt sweetheart?”

“I´m a bit sore, but it’ll be okay soon enough,” you said, thinking about your slight aching cunt which was still streched around Eddies softening cock. “My thighs hurt a bit, but not to bad.

You pouted a bit and Eddie was quick to kiss it.

“I´m sorry baby, how about we clean you up temporarily, then we´ll stop at a burgershack on the way home, and then we can watch a christmasfilm whilst we eat it, and a bath maybe? If you want one?” Eddie suggested.

“That sounds very nice.” you said, nuzzling your face into the crook of Eddies neck.

“Do you want to clean up now, or do you want to cuddle some more?” Eddie asked, his arms wrapped around you, drawing shapes on your back.

“Cuddle just for two minutes more? you asked.

Eddie nodded and kissed the top of your head.

“of course sweetheart”

[thewritersaddictions]

Blurb: The Adults- AfterCare

Steve Harrington

Steve is ever so gentle with you after sex. He loves to have you tight in his arms letting you catch your breath. He also knows that you love when he just touches you. Holds you tight in his arms and rubs his fingers down your arms. It sends the best shivers up your spine and it almost every time pushes you further into his hold.

Most times after sitting their for a few minutes the sticky sweat makes the two of you guys uncomfortable. "Do you want a bath baby?" Steve asks. You most of the time just hum snuggling back into his graps. He picks you up in his hold, and walks the both of you into his large bathroom. He sets you down softly onto the sinks edge. Steve turns the bath on letting the hot water fill the tub before setting you down in the tub. The hot water massages your tense muscles.

Steve slides behind you. His warm chest only warmer. There's bubbles created by something that Steve dropped into the hot water. Everything around you make you want to just fall asleep, espically when Steve starts to massage your facorite shampoo into your hair. The sweat had beaded around your hairline while Steve was fucking you slow and deep. So he uses his fingers to gently massage at your scapel small moans of staification. "You like that baby?" He asks you hum again. When Steve glides the loofa over your shoulders and down your chest that's the best part of this bath. "So sweet Y/n.", "Just so good for me ya know." He says before hoping out and wapping his towel loosely around his wasit befroe grabbing yours and waiting for you to raise in the tub.

For the rest of the night or day he smothers you with kisses, tiny all over your skin. He helps you get dressed in his clothes. Sweatpants from basketball in his highschool years, and an old t-shirt he wears when he's just lounging around the house.

Billy Hargrove

At first Billy isn't sure what aftercare truly is. He doesn't understand the concept of doing more work after sex. It's draining for him to even think about. That night though he listens to your mumbles. You're right next to him, and he can't think from all your mumbles and constant moving. When he looks over his shoulder your thumb is in your mother. Eyes closed and sucking on your finger. He can't help the small smile the crosses his face. The only probelm is that Billy has no idea what aftercare is, or why it's really important.

He's been with his share of girls in Hawkins and California, but nothing serious. Nothing like his realitionship with you, he worries that he might fuck it up in the most intimate way possible. So, he goes to the only person who seems like they would know shit about aftercare. Billy feels more then stupid while he drives up to Eddie's trailer. The trailer park isn't to far from his own house, and he's caution of his surroundings. Eddie is sitting outside the trailer, so Billy doens't even have to knock on the door. Eddie tells Billy everything he needs to know about aftercare, but makes sure to warn Billy that those rules aren't for everybody. "You gotta ask your partner what they like." And with that Billy is on his way back to you.

The next time the two of you have sex, Billy is almost to caring. It's odd for you, you're used to falling alseep back to back with Billy not really saying much. "You did so good for me Y/n." Billy whispers has he leaves kisses down your neck. "You're so good for me baby, you think you can manage moving just a little?" He asks you. He's being soft and it's making you melt in the hot and sticky bed. You shake your head and let him move you like a ragdoll. Billy's off to get a rag something to cleanse your skin. He makes sure to grab some sort of lotion shit he's stealing from his stepmother. He comes back with a wet rag and starts to smooth it over your red and bruised skin. Just because he fucked you like the world was ending didn't mean that everything was horrible. You melt even more if that's possible into the soft touches he's leanding you. When he's done he just throws the rag into a pile of dirty clothes. "You okay so far sweetie?" You smile at his question and "Yeah Billy." You don't question him until you hear the the top of the lotion bottle flick open. "Billy? What are you doing?" He looks up towards you. "I got someting for the brusies. I know I was holding a bit to tight on your hips baby." He says. You just shake your head and let him continue.

He rubs the lotion into your skin, and you moan with every single pass of his large fingers. relaxzation is tugging and pulling you closer to the edge of sleep. It doesn't fade, it grows larger when Billy slips next to you after put a clean pair of his boxers onto your frame. He holds you close, he notices when instead of your thumb in your mouth it's his thumb.

Eddie Munson

Eddie's always got a snack for you afterward. His bedside drawer became a conglomerate of different snacks and juice boxes. He knows just how hungry you get afterward. Let's be honest Eddie doesn't care about the mess you make while you munch on food. It's not just junk food that he's got in there, he's also got nuts and dried berries. Most of the time you ask for junk food and he's honestly just fine with that as long as you're eating something afterward. Eddie is almost always gentle with you during sex. He keeps his thursts purposeful, but there’s a sort of ease with each thrust. Like he can just slip right in without resisting.

You aren't sure how to explain it but Eddie always has to be just on the edge. The edge of cumming, the edge of anger, the complete and utter edge of happiness. He has a thing for edging you. His exact words are "You're just so damn hot when I've got you right on the edge." He says it with a laugh almost every time regardless of the two of you are fighting. Eddie's got a few thigns he does after he;s given you your snack or snacks of choice. He first has to untangle himself from your grasps. He climbs from bed and slips on his boxers before making his way for a wet cloth to clean your thighs, and tummy. He's gentle with even this movement. He's deilcate and again purposeful about the way he drags the cloth over your sensitive skin. "Fuck Eddie." You say involuntarily. Eddie is quick to look up concern crossing his face. "Are you okay?" He asks words falling out quicker then he cna hide the worry in his voice. "I'm fine... just wasn't ready for how cold the wash cloth was gonna be Eds." You says, and he laughs at you and how even at how cold the wash cloth is you're still snacking away. You hand half dug into a pringles can.

Once he's done he throws the cloth into the dirty laudry bin and climbs back into bed with you. On the nightstand table is one of his books halfway done already as this is Eddie's fourth or fifith time reading his favorite book "Lord of the Ring". You've been snacking the entire time. The pringles can is mostly gone now, and he starts to read his book. Eyes scanning each page, and even though Eddie know the entire book and what happens already. He enjoys the story and the path it takes him on. "Eddie?" You ask, your voice is a little hoarse. He looks over at you, "What's up baby?" He asks you. "Do you have anything else in that drawer of yours?" You ask. He drops his book keeping his page with his thumb. He digs around his drawer his back to Y/n. Rather then food it's a water bottle. He's been listening to you smack your lips together as you tried to get some sort of mouisture in your mouth.

You take a few considerably large glups of water before resting the bottle on your side table. Eddie goes back to reading before he is once again intrupted by his lover. "Eddie?" It whiny in his ear, and Eddie again looks over. Your nudging closer to him, "What do you want huh? You want to cuddle before you fall asleep?" He asks, he's drawing small symbols into your skin as he ponders it. But all at once he's putting his bookmark on his page and then moving so you can get more comfortable. The two of you snuggle and cuddle each other. The warmth of Eddie lulls you to sleep along with his heartbeat.

Completed on: 02/18/23

Posted on: 02/18/23

The Adults- @yourfavdummy

[steddie-cryptid]

as mean as eddie might sometimes be to steve during a scene, he is the most gentle lover steve has ever been with. he always checks in before during and after sex, making sure he is not only comfortable but actively enjoying himself. he is constantly looking out for any indication that steve isn’t enjoying what they are doing. and thats not even mentioning the aftercare. even after the most vanilla of sex eddie insists on giving steve aftercare. he always makes sure he has something to drink and to eat, massaging his sore muscles before drawing them a nice warm bubble bath to luxuriate in for a while. at first all the love and attention made steve feel weird. no one had ever done something like that for him so he couldn’t understand why eddie was. but after a while he sunk into the feeling of being taken care of and now he craves it. he doesn’t think he could live without eddie’s gentle words and touch, nor does he think he would ever want to.

[bipunkharrington]

Headcanon that (submissive, but not really aware of it) Steve has engaged in some quite rough (physically and/or emotionally) sex before now without much negotiation and hasn't received much (if any) aftercare.

He just thinks that it's normal for hot sex to be followed by a horrendous come down...

Until his first time with Eddie.

[justmeinadaze]

Aftercare (Steddie Ask)

A/N: This an ask by @corrodedcorpses <3. She wanted something where the reader didn't know what aftercare was so the boys showed her after an instance with her boyfriend or a partner. It intrigued me! You always give me interesting ones, mama, that I can connect with! Lol I seriously didn't know what aftercare was until I started reading smut. All my exes never did it and I always felt like ugh after they would leave.

I hope I did you proud!

Warnings: Light smut (she said I could :D ), more so Steddie looking after her, there are mentions of the aftermath when her boyfriend leaves (bruised wrists, welts from a belt), Steve mentions her bleeding and Eddie gets protective, reader is stuck in a little/submissive headspace

Word Count: 2555

Steve tossed Eddie some movies on the couch as he shuffles off his Family Video vest and slams his body exhaustedly onto the adjacent sofa.

“You’re films you requested, my liege.”

“Cool, man. Thank you.”

“No problem. Where is Y/N?”

Eddie’s eyes shift towards the closed door of your bedroom. “With her idiot.”

“I thought they broke up.”

“Yeah, well, I guess not.”

The door suddenly opens, your boyfriend adorning a huge grin. “I’ll see you later, Y/N! Have a good night, boys.”

They both respond with an aggressive hm as Steve gets up to follow him out and lock the door behind him. “Fucking prick.”

“I can hear you; you know!”

“Good because I wasn’t hiding it!” 

“Hey, sweetheart. You want to watch a movie?!”

“Not tonight, Eds! I don’t… feel so hot.”

They glance at each other at your change of tone. They had known you since high school and since you guys had agreed to move in together, you all had learned each other’s little quarks. You always seemed to have a smile on your face especially around them but in every one of your relationships, you appeared to become more and more lethargic. 

You confided in them once that you felt like there was something wrong with you. 

“Maybe I’m not meant to be happy in a relationship.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? Of course, you are, honey.” Steve couldn’t believe what he had heard. 

“Any man would be lucky to have you, princess.”

“Please, you have to say that because you’re my friends.”, you giggle.

Eddie rose from the couch as both boys headed to your room. It was oddly darker than normal and Steve flipped the switch to turn on your white Christmas lights you usually had on above your bed. Your clothes they remembered you wearing that day were tossed around on the floor but you appeared to be clothed insomething since they could see the light reflecting off the silk against your skin. You were laying on your side as the blanket covered you up to your waist. You seemed incredibly small and it scared them a bit. 

“What’s wrong, Y/N? You’re feeling sick?”

“No, Stevie. Just… tired.”

“Y/N, did that fucking asshole hurt you?” You both turned to look at Eddie as Steve followed his eyeline. Your wrists were starting to swell where you had pulled at the handcuffs that were currently hidden in your dresser. “I’m gonna fucking kill him.”

“No! No, no, no.” You quickly got up, running after him as he started heading for the front door. “No. It’s… it’s not what you think.”

“Honey, you’re bleeding.” 

You try to look at your behind, wincing as you sigh. “He hit me a bit too hard. NO!” Eddie starts to head for the door again as you grab his arm. “I…I wanted this. Fuck.” The metalhead’s arms shoot out to catch you as your knees buckle. “I feel really heavy and…”

“A little clingy?” As you found yourself still stuck in your little girl headspace, Eddie’s protective grasp around you had you feeling safe. You couldn’t help but nuzzle your face into his chest as you nodded. Both men look at each other with a mutual understanding of what’s going on.

“What fucking prick doesn’t do aftercare after something like this?”, Steve asks.

“What’s that? After care?”

Both sets of eyes widen at your question. “Y/N, you’re telling us, you want to do things like this but no one has ever taken care of you after?”

“Well, that stops today.” Eddie lifted you into his arms and carried you towards your bathroom. “Harrington, take over really quick, I have some first aid stuff in my room. I’ll be right back.”

Steve sits on the edge of your tub as he looks up at you with admiration. “Do you think you can stand for a shower or do you want to take a bath?” He sees something flash through your eyes that seems like trepidation. “Hey. You’re still in that headspace?” You gently nod your head. 

“That’s ok, sweet girl. That’s perfectly alright. Did you want to ask me something?”

“If…if I take a bath, will you sit with me?”

He tenderly smiles as he pulls you into his embrace. “Yeah, honey, I can do that. You can ask me and Eddie anything you want to, okay? We love you.” You grin with giddy pride at his last sentence. “This is gorgeous by the way. Did you buy it?”

Your hands fly down to run along the silk nightie you had forgotten you were wearing. “I did. It came with these cute panties and stockings. I don’t like those though. The mesh feels weird on my feet.”

“Hm, I bet. What do you like?”

You shrug as he lifts the garment over your head. “What do you like?”

“Honestly, I’m not a big fan of extras like stockings.” The pads of his fingers glid up your leg to the middle of your thigh. “I like to be able to feel my girl’s skin.” He grinned as you blushed. 

After turning off the water, he held your hand as he guided you into the tub. You flinched as you slowly lowered your behind into the warmth, your eyes darting to his after you were seated, waiting patiently for him to join. 

A pleasure filled sigh left your lips as he gradually removed every item of clothing he was wearing. You had seen both of them without a shirt numerous times but seeing him now was sending a different kind of electricity through your body. When he removed his boxers, your breath caught in your throat. He was much bigger than you expected him to be.

“Wow. Didn’t take you long to get naked, huh, Harrington?”, Eddie grinned as he entered the bathroom. Steve made a face at the boy before climbing in behind you, pulling your shoulders back so you could lean against his chest. “I got my first aid kit laid out on your bed with some comfy clothes. I was thinking after we take care of you here, if you’re feeling up to it, we could order a pizza and watch a movie.”

You smile up at him as he takes a seat on the corner of the tub so he can face you both. 

“Is it ok if I ask you some questions?” You nod your head to the metalhead’s question as Steve delicately runs his palms over your arms. 

“You said you wanted this. Wanted what exactly?”

“I like…being controlled.”, your eyes look down in shame.

“Princess, look at me. There’s no judgement here. You’re safe with us, ok? Can you repeat my last sentence back to me?”

“I’m safe with you.”

“Good. Good girl, baby.” His words with the proceeding smile made your body shiver. 

“Now you like to be controlled but it seems like the idiots you’ve been with haven’t been doing it right if you don’t know what aftercare is. It’s extremely important after playing like that.”

Your eyes meet his as your bottom lip trembles. “I just thought there was something wrong with me. That’s why…I feel like this after…like I’m broken or something.” 

Steve’s arms wrap around you as he pulls you closer to him, kissing the top of your head. Your gaze shifts between them as you feel the love they have for you radiating off them. You ARE safe.

“He hits me too hard sometimes. It makes me feel like trash especially when he just leaves after.”

“You’re not trash and you’re NOT broken.”, Eddie growls. “I fucking hate that guy. Fucking every guy you date is a fucking imbecile. I swear—”

“Can I kiss you?” His head straightens up as his brown eyes look at yours in confusion. “I’m sorry. Was that…to much? I just… seeing and hearing you both be so protective and caring…watching your lips move…I just wanted to kiss you.”

The metalhead smiles as he all but jumps into the bath making you laugh as he carefully straddles his knees on either side of both your legs. His palms grip your cheeks as he brings his lips to yours. It was a delicate kiss; careful to not cross a line but you desperately wanted more as soon as he pulled away. 

“How are you feeling now, Y/N? Starting to feel a little better?”, Steve asks, smiling as you nod your head. You were feeling so much better in fact that you grew bolder, leaning back to place your lips on his. When you pulled away, his kisses trailed up your jawline and down to your shoulder.

“How…how do you guys know about this stuff?”

“Aftercare? Because we’re fucking gentlemen.” You laughed at Eddie’s statement making them both grin seeing the personality they were used to slowly pushing through. “Sweetheart, even if you weren’t into the rougher stuff, who wouldn’t want to hold you and spend time with you after?”

He kisses your forehead before rising to his feet, water cascading from his now soaked attire. 

“Really? At least take off your clothes before stepping out so you don’t trench her floor.”

“I think you just want to see me naked, Harrington.” Eddie winks as he slides his shirt over his head and yanks down his shorts with his boxers, tossing them to the far corner of your tub. 

Jesus. How could both your friends be so well endowed and you have no idea. The metalhead reaches for your hands but pauses before you can reach up for them. 

“Is this okay? Do you feel comfortable touching me while I’m naked? I can go grab boxers or here! Maybe Steve’s will fit—”

Your palms grip his as you pull yourself up. “Eddie, it’s fine. I trust you.”

The man smiles as he reaches for a towel and dries you first before himself, tossing it to his friend to utilize as he guided you back to your bedroom. He sat on the bed as he placed you in front of him, turning you around so he can see the wounds on your behind.

You hear his breathing stutter as you feel the pads of his fingers trace down your sides. “I’m sorry. I just…you’re really fucking beautiful. I mean…I always thought you were…gorgeous…I just—”

Turning back to face him, you kiss his lips again, this time with much more vigor than before. 

“Wait, wait. F-fuck.” Eddie pants as his tongue runs along his lips. “I can’t…we can’t…not right now, Y/N. Let us…let us look after you tonight and then tomorrow…we’ll see how you feel.”

You nod as you adjust your body back to the way he had set it, finding Steve leaning against the bathroom doorframe. 

“What do you think, Ed? Maybe, we can at least reward her for being so honest with us.”

“I don’t see how that would be a problem. Just don’t move her to much so I can finish cleaning and bandaging these cuts here. Baby, what did he hit you with?”

“Belt.”

Eddie grumbled under his breath as Steve fell to his knees in front of you. You hiss as the man behind you starts his task, your hands promptly shooting out to grip the other boy’s shoulders. 

“Hey, whoa. It’s ok. I got you.”, he coos as his own palms grip your waist. “I got you, honey. Is it alright if I touch you while Munson does his thing? I can wait if you want me to.”

You adamantly shake your head as you run your hands through his hair. “Please, touch me.” Grabbing one of his huge palms off your hip, you take his fingers and guide them through your folds. “Here.”

Steve sucks in his bottom lip as he feels how wet you are, bringing his fingers to his mouth.

“Fuck me…you taste so fucking good. Eddie, you have to taste her.”

They gently shuffle you forward so the metalhead can kneel down behind you, opening your legs a bit wider as his face presses between you to push his tongue into your entrance.

“Eddie…”, you moan before the other boy follows his lead; mouth wrapping around your clit. 

The metalhead leans back as reaches for the bandages to cover your cuts on your ass. “Y/N, princess, seriously… fuck those other guys. Fuck… I’ve never tasted anything so sweet before.” He hurriedly finished what he was doing before sliding his own fingers between your puffy lips into your entrance. 

His forehead leans against your back as you whimper at the feeling of his massive digits stretching you open. You turned to look down at him when you heard him spit, wetting his hand as he stroked his length. 

“Is…is this ok?” Eddie slightly smiles when you nod, your fingers tangling in Steve’s hair as tongue flicks against your much more aggressively. “You’re so fucking tight, pretty girl. Jesus.”

Steve’s head suddenly leans against your tummy as you watch him fold into himself.

“Fuck me…”, he pants as you notice the sheen of his cum on his belly. 

He glances up at you for a brief moment before diving back into your cunt with much more determination. You groan their names, your legs giving in as you cum. Steve catches you, slowly guiding you to your knees as Eddie keeps fingering you through your orgasm. The man reaches for tissue on your bedside table, cleaning himself as the metalhead grunts and spirts of his seed land on his thigh. 

He thanks him as his friend hands him the extra tissue he pulled for him. It takes them a few moments before they realize you’re lying on your side against the floor. You feel your body lightly jostle as panties are slide up your legs. Steve lifts you by your arms to a sitting position so Eddie can throw his shirt over your head. 

“How are you feeling now, sweetheart?”, he whispers as you lean your cheek against his shoulder. 

“Safe…calm…” You nuzzle your nose into his neck. “Loved.”

Steve grins, his eyes shifting between you both as he leans up on his elbow. “Good. Because we love you. Now…you can tell that prick that he needs to do this with you every time.”

“What? What prick?”, you ask genuinely confused. 

“Your boyfriend.”, Eddie answers in sullen tone.

“Oh. I… I thought that… was this just a one-time thing? I don’t want it to be.”

“Honey, I don’t want it to be either.”

“Me either and, baby, trust me. We can give you want you want without making you feel the way you’ve been feeling.” You giggle at him as he winks, pulling your head to his lips. “Now, again, I know Harrington just wanted to see me naked but I would like to at least put on some pants so we can watch some spooky movies and eat some food.”

Steve whines as he rises to his feet and lifts you off the floor as Eddie follows. “Does it have to be scary? Can’t we watch like Sixteen Candles or some shit?”

“I like how you asked that like you didn’t bring me those movies from your store.”

“Stevie brought me Fatal Attraction a few days ago. I still haven’t watched it.”, you grin.

“Oooo… sex mixed in with a thriller. Everyone wins!”

[sitchski]

eddie being a great little aftercare giver 🤌🏽 (and also having an expertise at teasing)

dom!eddie?, black!fem reader, fluff, aftercare, smut (clit stimulation, teasing)

author’s note: fluff eddie is now my shit sorry folks. i also don’t really like how i ended this but ykw it’s fine we moveeee

you finally came up for air after your kiss. all the want, consideration and love put into it. his forehead had little beads of sweat dotted across it while his hair was wilder than its normal state. but you couldn’t replace it.

a demon that had taken his horns off for you was in a dreamy haze after letting the angel beside wear them for the night.

“mmm,” he smiled, gazing at your face, “you’re so pretty.”

“you meant that?” you questioned, faking your shock, “i thought that was y’know- just for the hour or so your dick was inside me.”

“it was actually for right now. i figured if i tell you it enough times, you’ll let me spent the night,” he grinned sadistically, adding to the joke that there was no relationship or feelings between the two of you.

you gawked at him, your eyes even widening a tad. “fuck you!” you exclaimed but he just laughed. he leeched onto you, burying his head in the crook of your neck as he chortled at you.

“you ask for honesty,” he started then moved his head so you could be eye level with eachother, “i give it to you.”

“i hate you,” you taunt but fail to hide your grin since his beautiful face was so close to yours. you expected him to match your energy and say it back, only he doesn’t.

“and i’m obsessed with you.”

words couldn’t be formed as the erratic, chaotic and hearty feeling in your belly possessed you to do nothing other than sit and gawk at his words. he was good at that.

he sent a quick kiss to your lips before getting up from the bed. as he tried to get his boxers on, your eyes were glued to his ass, struggling to not let out a giggle.

“stop staring at my ass, y/n,” he called out. “but i can’t help it. it’s so cute, like i could hold it in one hand,” you cooed jokingly and pouted at him.

his face when he finally turned around was something to giggle at you. you wanted to get up and follow him but he lightly grabbed you by your waist to stop you.

“mm-mm, honey. i need to clean you up,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead and walked to the bathroom.

once he left, you decided to pick up the book that you had been reading before he decided to come over. you rolled onto your stomach, picking out the bookmark and getting to reading.

it was a collection of poems by edgar allan poe, one of your favourites. so much so that when you were reading while eddie played his guitar and not focusing fully on him, he liked to change the poe to poo since he was soooo funny.

although he did secretly admire your love for poetry and prose. not to mention your ability to apply some of them to your relationship, reading some of them directly to him.

your eyes only averted for a second when the sound of a door opening distracted you. eddie stopped in his tracks as he breathlessly laughed at you reading. he so desperately wanted to take a picture but you probably would’ve broken the camera.

“y/n. y/n, lay on your back for me,” he softly ordered. you didn’t even look at him as you turned the page to reveal the next poem.

“yeah… after this poem…” you told him but he rolled his eyes. kneeling on the messy bedsheets, he reached for you. “you can read your edgar allan poo poems after. or even during! just- just lay on your back.”

“no. you called him edgar allan poo.”

he stayed stunned for a moment but then shrugged at you, knowing that since you weren’t going to cooperate he’d have to get you to turn around himself.

“fine.”

first, he snatched the book out of your hand (don’t worry, he still took the moment to put the bookmark in at the correct page). then, as if you weighed nothing but a feather, he grabbed by your waist and picked you up and out the sheets to lay you down on your back.

“i- rude.”

“rude,” he mocked you in a high pitched voice, “sometimes you need to shut up and let me take care of you,” he mumbled back and spread your thighs open.

a damp washcloth was in his hand, which soon after began to wipe at your inner thighs. it was a pleasurable warmth. a little too pleasurable to feel the normal kind of nice. especially since eddie would give the occasional kiss afterwards. or even worse for you, sink his teeth into your skin.

“eddie… that kinda feels…” you weren’t hoping to get particular excited over this; it was just him taking care of you. but you thought the care was as mild as a tissue to your thighs and a kiss.

so the warmth stinging at your thighs and the tender bites eddie sunk into your flesh had your mind outside of the wholesomeness and right back to the place you guys were at around 10 minutes ago.

you looked down at him when you realised he’d stopped. your right leg had been bent up and spread to the side, as he rested his cheek against the thigh of that leg. he was gazing at your entrance, specifically, the wetness that had accumulated in your folds.

with a blink, he looked up at you. his brown doe eyes resembled those of puppy dogs. mind you, there was not a single innocent thought behind them. maybe pleading, but never innocent pleading.

“eddie,” you huffed. you knew exactly what he was doing looking at you like that, you knew what he wanted and what he was trying to get from you.

“baby,” he said back. the attention was now back on your body, sloppily kissing down your line which created a snail trail of his saliva cascaded to your inner thigh.

your heart began to beat faster the closer you got. your breathing was a testimony to that; diaphragm rising and falling at a rapid rate. hovering right over your core, he blew his cold air onto your core.

he smiled at the way you shivered. also, at how fed up you looked with his teasing. but he liked getting a rise out of you so he let it happen.

“i don’t know what you’re trying to do but…” you trailed off as you indulged in the feeling of his warm tongue sucking on the skin of your thigh.

“…you- you need to stop.”

“why? you won’t let me take care of you? ” he asked innocently. right after he did, his thumb reached over to your bud, circling it slowly. you exhale instead of speaking, since your mind was now completely blank.

“eddie.”

your voice was lilted, humming delicately at his delicate attention to your clit. however it changed, and so did the tempo of your voice. you hummed sharply and breathed rapidly. he circled your bud fast, seemingly enjoying the way your mind was now scrambled having just come to a set of peace.

the gratifying heat of the warm washcloth going over your clit, then your slit now accumulating wetness more and more made you let out an impulsive moan. you were now officially frustrated. whether it was at him, or at the fact that this whole aftercare thing was much too stimulating for you, you had no clue.

your thighs squirmed at his touch, as everything was teased at you. within seconds, you were face to face. you gave him a look — one that wondered how on earth he could just do that wizardry so calmly

“what? i thought i should probably stop like you told me too,” he teasingly said. your eyes rolled and your turned your head away to no longer look at him.

chuckling at you, he grabbed the book you were previously reading and handed it to you.

“now you can read your edgar allan poo poem—”

“you’re the most annoying person alive. i hate you,” you confessed (even though you both knew it was false). he attacked your cheeks with little kisses, some trailing down to the neck since you still wouldn’t look at himself.

“and i’m obsessed with you.”

[yesdevineruler]

eddie munson fucks your throat like it’s your pussy, like your throat was made for it. pulling on your hair to keep your head in place and fucking your face at whatever speed he pleases then putting the whole thing in and coming down ur throat <3 when you take the full thing he tells you how much of a good girl you are and strokes your cheek !! a

[amazingmsme]

What Follows The Chaos

An: Aaaand here’s the last fic for tickletober 2022! Sorry this one’s not real long, but I figured I’d end with something short & sweet. This event was a blast!

Laughter had been ringing through Eddie's trailer for a few minutes now. He had forgotten what exactly started the impromptu tickle fight, but it didn't take long for Steve to gain he upper hand. Fingers crawled over his skin, prodding soft muscle to draw out the sweetest of giggles.

Steve knew when enough was enough. He'd learned to read Eddie like a book, and right now he was nearing his limits. He slowed his hands so they were barely gliding over his skin. Eddie's hysterics died down to hiccuppy giggles, a satisfying blush on his face.

"You're sohoho mehean," Eddie whined. Steve smirked and tweaked his hips. He jerked away with a squeal, more snickers tumbling from his lips. Lips that Steve couldn't help but kiss.

When he pulled away, he said, “Yeah well, you like it when I’m mean.” Eddie rolled his eyes because he really couldn’t argue with that.

“I think I deserve some compensation for such malicious torture,” he teased in a mock serious tone. Steve arched a brow, laying beside Eddie on his bed.

“Oh yeah? What exactly did you have in mind?” Steve asked, propping his head in his hand to look down at him. Eddie stared up at him with a soft smile.

“Smoke and snuggle sesh. Maybe a cheesy rom com to ignore while we make out,” he suggested. Steve felt his heart skip a beat.

As much as he adored tickling Eddie, what followed was always just as good.

[fluffansmut-old]

Use your words.

Summary: After a day, your in desperate need of Eddie. But the problem is you have to say it.

Content warnings: Explicit sexual content (i mean it, 18+, minors stay the fuck away from this shit.) Dom/sub, (soft) Dom Eddie Munson, Needy!reader, Oral fixation, Hand and finger kink, praise kink, Daddy kink, oral sex, Fingering, penetrative sex, overstimulation, squirting, aftercare, Dom Nancy Wheeler, Sub Robin Buckley, vibrators, slight exhibitionism, safeword use (yellow).

A/N: This is hands down the smuttiest thing I´ve ever written, so consider this your warning. The plot focuses mainly on Eddie x reader, but Ronance is there as a subplot. 

*Fic is also posted on Ao3*

Work had been an absolute hell today. Everything that could have gone wrong actually had, and somehow it was all both your fault and your problem to fix. To say that you were in a pissy mood was an understatement. Not only was it because of the work stress, but on top of it, you were days away from your period which made you stupidly, embarrassingly horny. All you had thought about during your shitty day was Eddie. Thoughts equally comforting and steamy. In your car, close to home you couldn’t wait to crash into his arms.

Opening the door you heard a hair dryer blowing and Eddie humming slightly. “Hi Baby! I’m in the bathroom, almost ready,” Eddie called out when he heard you close the door. That was when you realised that the breakdown, cuddles, and steamy sex that you had been hoping for had to wait. Because you had guests coming over, in less than an hour. Now you loved your friends dearly but it couldn’t have come at a more inconvenient time. ”Mhm” you just hummed in response before heading to your shared bedroom. “Fuck “ you muttered, digging through your closet trying to find something to wear. Nothing seemed right. In reality, you wanted to tear your bra off and put on one of Eddie’s shirts. The choice later landed on a smocked top and a skirt that reached your mid-thigh. You messed about with your hair and makeup in the mirror. The hair could use a wash, but time was pressed and the can of dry shampoo would have to do.

“ There's my baby, don’t you look gorgeous! '' Eddie said as you came out of the bedroom. He was chopping vegetables for a salad but stopped to look up at you. His words made you so needy for him. You wanted to just throw yourself towards him, but something inside you made you feel like you couldn’t. You didn’t have time to unload all the shit from the day that you had.

Now Eddie had told you countless times, how important it was for you to communicate what you wanted, what you needed from him. He also reassured you that no matter what the request was he would try his best to make it happen. You knew deep down that you could get what you so desperately craved if you only looked into those deep adoring eyes of his and said: “I need you. I need you so badly. Because my day has been shit, my clit is throbbing and I need you to be not an inch away from me. I need you to fuck me so far into subspace that the only word I can pronounce is your name, please I need you.” The only problem was that no matter how much Eddie coaxed and encouraged you, you were simply too embarrassed to express those feelings. Instead, you usually opted for giving whiny little hints, until Eddie told you what you wanted him to do. He was always right on the money, simply because he could read you like a book. But he wanted to hear it from you, always looking at you with this dominating look in his eyes whenever you let out a desperate little whine, the look that instantly made your brain go fuzzy, muttering: “I thought you were my good girl, hrrm? You know that good girls uses their words sweetheart”

Eddie had noticed just by your fidgety body language alone, that something was up. This time though, he was determined to hear it from you. “Is there something that you wanna ask or tell me, baby girl?” He said, standing beside you, tilting your head up with two ringed fingers under your chin. Fuck, he saw right through you. You thought about telling the truth for a second. But decided against it. You knew he had looked forward to this get-together for weeks. So you decided then and there to keep it together, to not slip up and go full on needy girlfriend on him. “No. Nothing special” you said. Trying to avoid eye contact, his eyes on you were making you feel fuzzy and small already. “Baby, look at me,” he commanded softly. You lifted your eyes to meet his, and you couldn’t help but let out a tiny little whine. “If there is something you want from me, then you know what to do right?” He asked seriously. “Yes,” you answered, trying to avoid eye contact in order to keep your composure. The concerned glare he was giving made you weak at the knees. His grip on your chin tightened. “Can you repeat it for me?” He asked, even though it wasn’t much of a question, more so a command. His demeanour made you incredibly needy for him and you wanted nothing more than to beg for him to put the fingers that were holding you in place into your mouth. You truly tried to not betray yourself but you did and let out a small, desperate whimper. “Repeat it for me, sweetheart” he coaxed, tone still serious. “I need to use my words,” you said, voice slightly bratty but still small. You felt your subby side creep up on you minute by minute. Telling you how badly you needed Eddie. But you suppressed it, knowing guests were probably on your doorstep in less than 15 minutes. “Good girl baby,” he said. “But dial down on the tone please.” He kissed you on the forehead and your instincts told you to lean into him, but you caught yourself, and instead, you decided to part with him the minute his lips left your skin. It felt like he left them there longer than usual. Which wasn’t just a feeling, Eddie of course knew what you were trying to do. Most of the time you were a picture-perfect sub, but every once in a while, usually when you wanted to ask Eddie something that you deemed excessive you tried to hold back which in turn triggered a bratty streak. So Eddie pressed his lips lovingly to your forehead to get you to cave, to get you to admit to him that you needed him with all that it meant. But you were stubborn, so he decided to let you have your way. At least for a little while.

Outside, about a block away from your house came another dom with her sub in tow. The two of them were involved in something totally different. “You seem, antsy baby,” Nancy said, grabbing Robin's hand. “Colour?” “I dunno, maybe a little yellow, but mostly green, absolutely mostly green but still a teeny bit yellow I think” Robin started to ramble. Nancy had suggested that they should try the remote control vibrating egg that she had bought the other night. Robin had been totally for it at home, always up for trying things, finding the thought of exhibitionism kind of thrilling. But now, with the turned-off egg resting inside her, shifting onto her g-spot as she walked, she started to let a tiny bit of doubt into her brain. Nancy, who by now was used to Robin’s rambles, placed both of her hands on the sides of her face. She rubbed soothingly with her thumbs across the apples of Robin's cheeks, all whilst holding her in place, giving her time to breathe, making sure she had eye contact with her. “Sweetie, I’m gonna ask you again” she started. “Colour?” Robin took a breath, knowing Nancy wanted her to think before answering. “Yellow” she stated. “Good job for colouring, baby” Nancy praised, placing a kiss on Robin's lips. “What about it makes you feel yellow?” Robin pondered the thought. “What if they hear it? I’m scared that they might judge me” Robin admitted, grabbing Nancy’s hand for reassurance. “I really think that it’s going to be hard to hear,” she said. “Besides, even if they do hear it I don’t believe that Mr and Ms handcuffs-on-the-bedroom-wall are ones to judge. And Steve is a proper dingus, he won’t realise what it is, I promise.” After Nancy’s reassurance Robin felt better, she laughed, both at the mention of the handcuffs they had seen in your bedroom multiple times and at Steve's obliviousness. “Now, how do you feel?” Nancy asked. Robin smiled at her. “I’m green, thank you” “No need to thank me, baby,” Nancy said, squeezing Robin's hand. “Now don’t hesitate to colour out if it gets too much tonight alright?” “I will, I promise,” Robin said. “Remind me again, how do you safeword nonverbally?” Nancy asked, knowing that Robin might be hesitant to colour out if it meant saying something out loud, ultimately outing what they were up to. “I tap you on the wrist, twice for yellow, three times for red” Robin said, proudly recalling the instructions Nancy once had given her. “Good girl” Nancy praised. “Now let’s get this show on the road.” She shoved her hand down her pocket and pressed the first button, setting off the vibrations inside Robin. “Steve is probably waiting for us,” Nancy said, Robin didn’t reply, she was too busy trying to compose herself.

When the first knock on the door came it almost made you jump, it was like the time to admit was up. Deep down you knew that it wasn’t true, you just had to say the word and Eddie would gladly kick them all out to take care of you. But you were stubborn and now you just had to keep it together. “Hi! It's so good to see you again!” You exclaimed, embracing first Robin, then Nancy, and lastly Steve in a hug. Eddie was right behind you, doing the same before passing them all a drink. You eyed the tray of drinks and noticed that one of the glasses had a drink in another shade of pink. You glanced over at the bottles he had poured from and as you suspected he had poured rosè into four of the glasses and nonalcoholic sparkling rhubarb cider into the last one. The action made you huffy. Simply because it was the right decision. Alcohol had the tendency to make you anxious at times, and at the place you were right now, it wasn’t a good idea.

It was the fact that Eddie once again knew what you needed that now slightly pissed you off. Usually, it was your favourite part about your relationship, to finally be able to let go of all pressure and thought and just let Eddie lead and take care of you. But you were hanging on by a thread, trying to not fall into the subspace you desperately craved, so why did he have to make it so goddamn hard to not slip?

You purposely grabbed the glass of rosè and gave Eddie a look. “Thank you, baby,” he said, grabbing the glass from your hand quickly before you could even react. He took a sip from it which made you pout. “I was about to drink that” you stated, huffy, with your arms crossed. “Oh were you now?” Eddie said, faking surprise. “I’m sorry sweetheart, but here, look what I got for you” He handed you the sparkling cider, which you begrudgingly took from him. You were about to turn your back towards him when you felt his hand on your shoulder, turning your back, facing him. “What do we say?” He said. His hand on you and his heavy tone made you want to melt into him. You tried halfhearted to shake his hand off but there wasn’t much you could do. “What?” You said, trying to gain control of yourself by bratting against him. “Don’t bullshit me, sweetheart, you know what I want.” He said. You turned your eyes down. Grumbled a bit, before you muttered; “Thank you” You felt the hand tighten around your shoulder. “Thank you...who?” He questioned and you knew what he wanted you to say. But you couldn’t. “Eddie....” You whined with slight embarrassment in your tone. Your eyes shifted from him to your guests. “Thank you.” Eddie understood your dilemma and decided not to push it, even though he was certain that they weren’t listening to you.

The guests weren’t really bothered by the interaction between you two, Steve and Robin were loudly arguing about which the best movie snack was. The younger of the two having a hard time laying out her arguments as Nancy had her hand in her pocket, switching the vibrator inside of Robin to a pulsating setting. But although Nance was busy she hadn’t missed out on witnessing the interaction between you and Eddie. Nancy could tell, by your huffy behaviour, and Eddie’s stance that he had a bratty sub on his hands tonight.

There had never been a conversation where you had admitted to each other that you shared the dynamics of your relationships. It was more of a quiet understanding type of deal. There had been times when you and Eddie had noticed it, with Nancy and Robin. Like that one time when Robin and Nancy were late, and when they finally arrived, Robin was following Nancy like a lost puppy, seeking her approval constantly, hissing when she sat down. You and Eddie definitely knew about them and they absolutely knew about you.

The only one who didn’t suspect anything was the ever-oblivious Steve Harrington. Who broke the silence between you and Eddie with an; “Hey man, I’m starving, how long until dinner is ready?”

Dinner passed with no issues, you sat next to Eddie, opposite Robin, who seemed unusually squirmy. So much so that Steve called her out on it. “Seriously Robin, find a comfy position and stay there will ya?” He said, mid-sentence as he was trying to tell another story. You saw how Robin's face turned beetroot red and then you saw how she fumbled with her hand trying to find Nancy’s.

Robin felt equal parts embarrassed and turned on, but she needed a break, now that Steve was starting to pick up on her behaviour. She tapped Nancy’s wrist twice and Nancy instantly put her hand in her pocket, pausing the vibrations that were pulsating through Robin's core. Nancy leaned over towards Robin, whilst taking her hand. She placed a loving kiss on her cheek, masking her check-in as some mild PDA. “I hear you, baby, you are doing so well. I’ll leave it off for a while then I’ll check in again okay?” Robin nodded at Nancy’s words. Shifting her chair closer to the dom, wrapping both her arms around Nancy’s. Chin on her shoulder.

You tried to listen to the story Steve was telling but you found your eyes drawn to the interaction between Nancy and Robin. You felt a pang of jealousy as Robin moved closer to Nance. You wanted to do the same to Eddie, you wanted him to hold you so bad. You considered taking his hand. But then you started to think about his hands. His big hands and those guitar-strumming, ringed fingers that made you feel so many things. They made you feel safe and taken care of when they held yours, they made you go absolutely feral when they brushed against your clit, or buried themselves deep inside you, they made you feel fuzzy and calm when they rested inside your mouth. You hadn’t even noticed how antsy you became of only the thought, not until one of the hands you had thought about came to rest on your bouncing knee, grounding you. You felt a familiar tingle between your legs and cursed yourself for reacting so quickly to him. You felt your brain cloud up with a need for him, and for the first time that night, you caved for the subby part of your brain. You took his hand, and he immediately wrapped your hand up in his.

For Eddie this felt like a win, ultimately he wanted to throw out the guests and tend to your needs, but in this in-between stage, where the only one holding you back was yourself, he could only keep an eye out and coax you into it at the right moment. (which proved to be hard when you kept the facade up way harder now when it wasn’t just you and him.)

You fiddled a bit with his rings, relaxing into the feeling of his steady hand. Suddenly though Steve suggested that he’d help Eddie clear the plates off the table and Eddie placed a quick peck to the back of your hand, before leaving it in your lap raising from his chair. A whine emerged from the back of your throat. You didn’t want him to leave, ultimately you wanted him closer. Nancy glanced over at the two of you, but at that moment you couldn’t be bothered to care. “Anything you need, baby?” Eddie asked, looking into your eyes, running a hand over your hair. It rolled on the tip of your tongue, what you needed. Daddy. You almost said it, but then Robin yelped a bit and then slapped her hand over her mouth. This once again made you aware of the fact that others were present. “Not really.” You mumbled, fiddling around with your fingers in your lap. “Want to help me in the kitchen?” He asked, knowing you usually liked to be close. You thought about it but decided that if you were to keep the feelings that currently were dangerously close, at bay then you were better off at the table. “I think I’ll keep our guest's company” you stated, eye flicking over to Nancy and Robin, before looking back at Eddie again. Eddie also looked at them, they were engaged in a hushed, private conversation, not really acknowledging that others were there. “Okay then,” he said, as he leaned over to take your plate. You inhaled and smelt the comforting mix of his cologne and the very vague smell of cigarettes. The scent of Eddie. Your favourite, the one you usually felt when you buried your face into his neck. When he left for the kitchen, a wave of sadness hit you and your eyes glossed over. You quickly blinked to get rid of them and worried that the women across the table had noticed, but they hadn’t.

Across the table, they hadn’t really noticed anything since Steve suggested that they should clear the table. Simply because Nancy took that moment to check in with her sub. “Colour sweetie?” Robin didn’t have to think for long. The desire to please Nancy was coming onto her strongly. “Green,” she said. “That’s my good girl,” Nancy said, kissing Robin's cheek. “I’m gonna turn it on again okay?” Robin nodded and then yelped loudly as Nancy had gone straight into setting number 4.

After Steve and Eddie had cleared the plates, they asked if you wanted dessert. You and the other decided that dessert could probably wait for a while. When the guys returned to the table, Eddie offered his hand to you and you took it. Way quicker than you had hoped. You brought your foot closer to his as well. If you hadn’t been so stubborn you would already be in his lap by now. It was more usual than not, your preferred seat was almost always Eddie. Nancy had picked up on the way you were behaving and was trying to silently ask Eddie what was up. Eddie tried to respond but none of the two really got their point across since they had to keep the conversation non-verbal. “Baby, why don’t you bring out the dessert from the fridge?” Eddie suggested, hoping Steve would offer to help so he could have a moment to explain your stubborn behaviour to Nance. The curly-haired woman was not late to pick up on what he was trying to do. “Robin, babe, why don't you go with, to help?” She suggested, and the sub was on her feet instantly, waiting for you to lead the way to the kitchen. Nancy also shot Steve a look, which made him look back at her confused for a moment, until it clicked in his head. “Oh right, yeah I’ll help you too”

Sat in your seat you contemplated what to do. Eddie leaned closer towards you, whispering in your ear. “Why don’t you go be my good girl? Hm? I know you want to.” You knew what he was trying to do, and it annoyed you to no end because it made you want to go get dessert, it made you want to please Eddie. But at the same time that goddamned stubbornness inside you, the one trying to keep your subby side at bay, made you want to riot. “Eddie can get them himself, you guys.” You said. You tried to let go of his hand to cross your arms in front of your chest, but you felt Eddie’s hand hold onto yours tighter. Almost as if he was trying to restrain you from bratting against him.

Robin who stood up was now at a crossroads, if she listened to you and sat down, then she would disobey Nancy. But she couldn’t really do much until you did. And you sat firmly in your chair. “Oh my god, Robin sit down, He is fully capable of getting them himself,” You said, with an eye roll. “He is just being a lazy bitch” Right, when the words left your mouth you regretted them. Because you felt both Eddie’s and Nancy’s eyes on you after that little outburst. Nancy’s eyes flicker from you to Eddie, silently asking him if he were about to let you get away with that behaviour. You felt Eddie rise from his chair, absolutely done with the stubborn brattiness that had gotten into you tonight. Your hand was still in his, but you sat firmly in your chair. Nancy called Robin over to her and she was by her side not a second later. You tried to keep your eyes focused on the pair, watching as Nancy’s fingers raked through Robin’s hair. But the Dom standing beside you, with stern, concerned, chocolate-coloured eyes watching you, was grabbing your attention no matter how hard you tried to look away. “Baby” he stated, tone serious. “Can I talk to you for a moment?” You knew it wasn’t a question. Still, you said; “I have guests to entertain.” “Actually,” Nancy said. “We better get going, or what do you think Robin?” Nancy put her hand in her pocket as she said it. Then everyone clearly saw how Robin’s eyes widened. “Mhrm, yeah, we… gottaleavelikenow…” she said. Nancy smirked. Steve, totally confused by the two couples he was sat between just said: “I’ll walk with you a bit”

Robin more or less ran for the door, whilst Nancy and Eddie agreed to give each other a call later. Eddie was still stood with his hand gripping yours when the door closed behind the guests. “Come with me,” he said. You obeyed, tired of fighting yourself.

Inside the bedroom you sat down on the bed, looking at your feet. You were feeling embarrassed about the outburst you had, embarrassed about the fact that you were both dripping and throbbing at the sight of your dom, and mostly embarrassed about the fact that you were going to have to say all of this out loud. “The behaviour from you tonight, it’s pure bullshit and you know it” Eddie saw how your bottom lip trembled slightly as you fiddled with your fingers. Eddie crouched in front of you. Lifting your chin to look him in the eyes. “C'mon sweetheart, we’ve talked about this.” He stated. Looking into your eyes, his deep ones looking back at you, soft, concerned, open. “I will gladly give you anything that you want, baby, but you have to tell me.” Your eyes welled up at his words, cos you felt like you let him down. The submissive guilt was getting to you. “Daddy.” You whimpered. Looking at Eddie. “Yes? I’m here baby, can you be a good girl and tell me what I can do for you?” He replied, putting his hands on your thighs rubbing softly up and down, coaxing you. “I need you,” you said, feeling your cheeks heat up. “Please” “How do you need me, sweetheart?” He asked. You felt embarrassed to say it, so instead of saying anything, you whined and dove forward, hiding your face in the crook of Eddie’s neck. “Alright now baby,” he said, holding a comforting hand on your back, whilst simultaneously lifting your head up, holding you in place to look at him. “Be a good girl and tell daddy where you need him” “Daddy… I’m throbbing” you said, eyes glossy and bottom lip trembling slightly. Eddie placed a light peck on your lips. “Are you now?” He said, “can you tell me where this throbbing is?” You whimpered, not wanting to say it. “You can say it, sweetheart, you are doing so well, being such a good girl, now use your words and I’ll make you feel good mkay?” Eddie said. ”my clit, it’s throbbing” you whispered. “And I need you, daddy” “Good girl” he praised, kissing your forehead. “Now let’s take care of that then” He pushed you back onto the bed keeping your knees bent. “Oh, I see,” Eddie said as he flipped your skirt up, “Sweetheart, who made you this wet?” The ran his pointer finger up and down your slit through your panties, running his finger over your clit. “More” you whimpered, the teasing was unbearable. Eddie smirked, you could tell that he had something planned. He kept running his finger but he decreased the pressure and now he was gracing ever so lightly across it, making you whine. “Shush it now, sweetheart, do you really think girls who call their daddy and lazy bitch get what they want without having to beg for it?” Eddie said. Fuck. You had hoped that he wouldn’t do anything about it but of course, luck wasn’t on your side. “Please, more” you begged. “Please, who?” He asked, removing his hand completely. “Please daddy,” you said, “touch me, fuck me, I need to not think about anything, please please please daddy.” It was more than Eddie ever expected to hear from you. But desperation apparently was the thing that got you talking. “Shh it’s okay, I’ve got you now baby,” he said, hooking his fingers into the sides of your panties, pulling them down your legs. “I’m gonna make you feel so good sweetheart, that’s what you wanted right? You were a little brat simply because what you really wanted was for me to pay some well-earned attention to my good girl” He ran his fingers through your slit, coating them before the plunged two of them deep inside you, which earned a high-pitched moan. “My best girl, who needs me to make her brain go fuzzy, who needs me to make her feel so very good.” You felt the tension build in your stomach. “Uh, daddy” you moaned as Eddie was pumping his fingers in and out of you at a steady pace. He leaned down and started to flick his tongue over your clit. “Oh my, holy shit, daddy, I’m gonna cum, can I cum please?” You begged, whilst clutching the balled-up skirt you had around your waist. Eddie looked up at you from between your legs, keeping the steady pace he had going on with his fingers. “Cum for me, cum on my fingers like the good girl I know you are,” he said and it didn’t take long before you did. He pulled out his fingers but let the thumb on his other hand lazy drag over your clit as you rode out the first orgasm of the night. Eddie watched as your vagina twitched around nothing. “Miss me already baby?” He asked. “Mhm” you whimpered, and when Eddie increased the pressure on your sensitive clit you let out a high-pitched whine, followed by “Uh, too sensitive” “You can take it, baby, I know you can,” Eddie said and kept up the relentless rubbing on your already swollen clit. He took his slick-covered fingers and held up them to your lips. “Open up for me” You took his fingers in your mouth without hesitation, the feeling of them on your tongue, his rings resting on your bottom lip, it made your brain go all fuzzy. It flooded your mind with one thing and one thing only. Eddie, daddy. Him.

“Daddy I want you” you mumbled around his fingers. It was barely audible so Eddie removed them from your mouth. This in turn earned a loud, annoyed whine from you. “I know, baby, but I need to understand you” “I want you, in me” you stated again, with a desire to be filled by him. “Your wish is my command sweetheart” he replied with a kiss on your nose. He started to undress first you and then himself. “I wanna be close” you whimpered, in this state you suddenly had no problem with asking for what you wanted. “Alright baby, impatient now are we?” He asked as he took you into his lap, your legs straddling him, your arms around his neck, your tits pressed against his chest, as you sank down onto his cock. You buried your face into his neck, kissing, sucking, leaving hickies and faint bitemarks, you were pressed against him in every way possible and at that moment it truly felt like you would break, crumble and die if you weren’t so close to him. His right arm was wrapped across your back, gripping your left hip, and his left hand was gripping the hair at the back of your head. He guided your hips up and down on his shaft working up a pace quite quickly. “Daddy” you moaned against his neck, As he moved both his hands to your ass, where he could control your movements even more. “Yes, baby, uh you're doing so good, taking me so well,” he moaned breathily into your ear. “Wanna cum” you moaned, and Eddie placed a sloppy kiss on your lips before he said; “Just a little while longer, then you can cum I promise baby” You picked up the pace to get him there sooner and Eddie's hand came down in between your legs, giving your clit some well-earned attention. “I’m close daddy,” you said and felt Eddie's other hand come up and grabbed ahold of your neck. “Hold on sweetheart, if you can’t you know your safeword right?” He asked. You nodded to the best of your ability with his hand on your neck. You felt the grip tighten. “Words, sweetheart,” he said. “I know the word, it’s bats.” You said as Eddie’s guitar-strumming fingers went into overdrive on your clit. “Good girl” he groaned as you sank down onto him impossibly deeper. The hand he had on your throat moved to your chin, pulling your mouth to his, crashing his lips on yours. When the kiss broke he kept a steady grip on your chin, thumb running across the bottom lip before slipping it into your mouth. You moaned around it, whilst your eyes watered as you came close to overstimulation by the second. “Happy tears?” Eddie asked as he kissed some away as they fell on your cheeks. “Uhuh,” you said, agreeing. “You can cum baby,” he said, “cum with me.” You didn’t need more convincing than that. The combined stimulation of Eddie's hand on your chin, his fingers working fast on your clit and the filling sensation of his cock inside you made you go up into the clouds as you let go. “Daddy” you whined as you came down from your high. “I’m here baby, right here .” Tears were running down your cheeks at a fast rate as you wrapped yourself around Eddie, head on his shoulder, him still buried deep inside of you with his cum running out of you. “More” you whimpered, tired. “You got one more in you, baby?” He asked, you looked up at him, eyes hazy, as you were deep in subspace, and the only thing on your mind was to please Eddie, and if that meant more friction to the overly sensitive clit of yours then so be it. “C'mon then sweetheart, give me one more,” he said, removing the hand from your mouth and picking up the pace on your clit again, as he felt your vagina pulsate around his softening cock. The sensation was burning but euphoric at the same time. Eddie watched carefully as he brought you closer to orgasm. He showered you in praise and kissed your tear-stained cheeks. “You are doing so so so well,” he said, as he felt you tighten around him. “Cum whenever you’re ready baby” You felt it building and your mind clouded up with thoughts of Eddie. You came once again, this time squirting all over Eddie and the bed. “Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy” you rambled on, incapable of thinking of anything else. “I’ve got you, baby, you’ve done so well, my good girl.” He kissed your cheek. “More, daddy,” you said, slumped against him. Totally exhausted and fucked out. “No more sweetheart,” Eddie said and watched as you whined into his shoulder. “It’s okay baby,” he said and kissed the crown of your head as more tears spilled down your cheeks. Eddie realised that he needed to calm you down a bit before he could proceed with his usual aftercare since you were high on about every emotion on the register right now. Totally euphoric, devastated to have it end, and tired out of your mind. “Here baby,” Eddie said and held up two fingers to your mouth. You grabbed his wrist with your hand and took his fingers into your mouth, suckling on them as you calmed down. Eddie smiled at you. “That’s it, sweetheart, calm down for me.” He said, kissing your sweaty forehead. “Then I’m thinking that we’ll go have a bath”

In the bathroom, you whimpered a lot as Eddie temporarily let go of you as he had to fill the tub, but you soon stopped as Eddie brought you into the bath with him. You came back to yourself a little as Eddie rubbed a lathered washcloth across your body. “You there baby?” he asked and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “Yeah” you replied. Then you yelped as he brushed the washcloth between your legs, brushing against your still-swollen clit. “Oh shit, sorry baby,” he said. The two of you bathed in silence for a while until Eddie cleared his throat and said. “Is there something that you still wanna talk about?” he tilted your chin up so he could read your expression. “Cos I know the behaviour from you today didn´t just come from horniness, sweetheart.” You felt yourself grow embarrassed at the mention of your behaviour. “You´re right, work was terrible today, and I withheld the crash that I needed., but right now I think I just want to keep being distracted from the thoughts of work.” You said, looking up at him sheepishly. “Then you'll get just that,” Eddie promised. “But sweetheart, the next time that you feel like you need to crash, then please tell me, cause I'll gladly catch you” “I know, I'm sorry for not saying anything, daddy,” you said, burying yourself closer into him. “Don't apologise, just relax in the bath now baby, and then we’ll get to eat that dessert” “Can I go get it?” You asked, to which Eddie chuckled and agreed.

Dessert was eaten and the empty desert bowls were left on your bedside table then you and Eddie snuggled up in bed, you on top of him, wearing his Hellfire club shirt and some panties. You were fast asleep, truly exhausted by the events of the night. Your oral fixation had certainly been coming on strong during the night and you had asked Eddie for his fingers the minute you had curled up and he wasn’t one to deny you anything. So that’s how you ended up asleep with his fingers in your mouth, your grip on his wrist still tight.

The phone rang and he picked it up quickly not to wake you. “Munson?” He said. “Hi, it’s Nancy,” said the voice on the other line. “Hi, how are things? I’m sorry we had to cut dinner so short” Eddie said into the phone as he checked to see if you were asleep enough for him to take his hand back. You weren’t and awoke for a moment, gabbing his wrist a little tighter. “Things are great, it’s no problem you know, something was obviously up and your su..” she caught herself masking it as a cough. “Your girl always comes first” “She does,” he said, smiling down at your sleeping form.“Speaking of...hrm...girls, I assume that you had something to do with the squirming that Robin was up to tonight?” He hesitated as he had said it. Was asking this question overstepping a boundary? Nancy chuckled on the other end of the line. “I absolutely had.” Nancy looked down at the girl, barely asleep beside her. “Let me just tell you, she was a true champ tonight.” Nancy thought about the night that they had and the many, many orgasms that Robin had provided. By the fifth, Robin had more or less begged her to stop but Nancy had only reminded her of her safeword, and then she turned up the setting on the vibrator that was pressed against Robin. She ran her fingers through the hair and down the bare back of the exhausted girl beside her. “I was thinking maybe we should meet up for some ice cream or something tomorrow?” Eddie suggested. “To make up for the lack of dessert” Nancy smiled at the suggestion. “We’d love to!” She said, “Guess we’ll have to invite Steve too?” Eddie chuckled at the memory of Steve’s confused face. “Yeah, of course”