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Brat

Dom Eddie x Brat Sub Fem Reader

Based off this ask: Can I request a fic where Reader is being a brat at a party (squirming while sitting on Eddie’s lap, grazing her fingertips over the crotch of his pants, kissing his neck while he tries to make conversation) so he fucks her in the bathroom? 🫠 your smut is so perfect - @munson-blurbs 💚

A/N: well this is probably the dirtiest thing I've ever written, what can I say. I love asks like this, short and sweet with a great prompt, so thanks for the push!

Warnings: NSFW, the smuttiest smut, some angst, a sprinkle of fluff, minors DNI you'll be scarred for life, talk of drug deals, reader being a brat, few seconds of dirty dancing with Robin x reader, fem!fingering, oral male receiving, face fucking, degradation (reader called a brat) very much dom Eddie being forceful/man handling/pushing, p in v unprotected sex, (use your head people) rough sex, slight injuries, aftercare

2.5k words (this was supposed to be a drabble bugger)

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Standing with your solo cup in hand, you stare at Nancy, trying to interest yourself in what she was saying.

"Where the hell are you right now?"

Shaking your head out of your daydream, you try to focus back on the here and now.

"Sorry Nance, what was that?"

Nancy tuts, following your eyeline; eyes finally resting on Eddie. He's standing side on, evidently closing a deal with some ex jock you don't know.

"Jesus he's your boyfriend, don't you get enough of him?"

"I suppose not!" Flushing, you giggle and turn back to the conversation, taking a gulp of overly strong punch.

"You've seriously got it bad. I'm impressed! He must be, hmmm... skilled?" She gives you a look whilst raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah, you could say that." You smirk thinking of all the times he's had you sprawled on his bed screaming his name.

"Well go on, get over there, you clearly need to get this out of your system."

"Thanks Nance."

You sway your hips, walking over to Eddie. It doesn't seem possible that you would ever get over how handsome he was, how hot he could get you by simply being there. Leather jacket hanging on his taunt frame, he leisurely laughs with the guy in front of him, holding his hand out to take some notes.

"Well they there handsome" you bite your lip, eyes darting from his gaze to those perfect lips of his and back again.

"Hey baby, having a good time?" Hands resting at your waist, his fingers trail patterns in your sides.

"I suppose. Just miss you is all." Your lips reach his ear, sucking want.

"Okay baby give me a minute, I got a couple more deals to do and I'm all yours."

Before you can protest he's pressing a kiss to your cheek and moving away from you, hand waving at some guy you don't know.

Drinking the rest of your punch, you huff into the wind, not that it'll do you much good. Eddie's already locking eyes with the loser.

Grabbing another drink you dance a bit to the music, albeit a tad more slowly, suggestively. Eddie's not even looking in your direction. He sits at an empty sofa, in full discussion mode with some guy. Restlessness pulls you in and before you know it you've collapsed into his lap, kisses making their mark on his neck.

Eddie turns to you, eyes blazing.

"I know baby girl, just give me a few more minutes eh?"

Before you can react he's picking you up, extracting a wanting moan from you; but as soon as the man handing starts it's over. He's placed you on the couch, alone, and he's waving at some girl.

That really does it. Some fucking girl has grabbed his attention more than you. Anger simmering, you pull yourself to your feet, eyes shooting daggers at the dumb slut that has taken your boyfriend's attention. A small part of you is trying to reason with the rest of you. You hear it whisper that Eddie is clearly just making a deal here, but you are loath to listen. You have been vying for his affection all evening and now he's laughing with some blonde bitch? That simply will not do.

Sashaying towards him, you flick your leg over his, hand tracing over his thigh.

"Sweetheart, give me one more minute ok?"

He pulls your leg off of him, eyes transfixed on the girl in front of him.

You sulk at his words, huffing into the air. Getting up to dance again, you reach over to Robin, grabbing her by the waist. Grinding into her, you notice how wide her eyes go at the contact.

"Woah, as much as I'm enjoying this exploration into sexuality, what's up with you?"

"I'm trying to make Eddie jealous."

You stroke Robin's jaw, eyes focusing on Eddie.

"Woah woah woah, as much as this is fuckin' hot, I'm not getting in the middle of this."

Robin lifts her arms up and out of the way, laughing. You nod at her in understanding and yet again try and grab Eddie's attention. Nothing.

Then you see him laugh. Throwing his head back at this absolute slut.

Stalking over, you throw your arm around his neck, other hand tracing the outline of his dick in his jeans, trying to show blonde slut here who Eddie belongs to.

"Jesus, what the hell sweetheart!"

You smirk at him, smile turning obscene, hips moving towards him.

"Come on sweetheart, let's go!" He smiles through gritted teeth.

Eddie turns his head away from you, clearly pissed at your antics. He grasps your wrists behind your back and pushes you, practically frog marching you out of the room. Firm hands lead you into the quiet upstairs, door opened to a nearby white tiled bathroom.

As soon as you enter, strong fluorescent light hits you, making you squint. Eddie's large hands roam against your figure making you forget about the harsh unnatural glow.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing sweetheart?"

Eddie's hands continue to rub into your sides, though the question remains.

"I-I wanted your... attention."

"Well, I could fucking see that. Why couldn't you wait?'

Face flushing, you don't think you can keep eye contact right now.

"I- I wanted... " Eddie's rough fingers make their way along your jaw bone, the other hand digging into the flesh of your thigh.

"Wanted what?" His voice is almost a whisper. A threat.

'I, I wanted all of your attention." You have the decency to at least look downwards. His fingers dig into your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

"Well, you have all of my fucking attention. Why?' You can see his jaw clenching in irritation.

Your chin hangs low, eyes desperately trying to seek anything but his.

"I... I didn't... want you to look at... that blonde girl any more."

Eddie barks a laugh at you, rough fingertips squeezing your cheeks.

"Baby, I couldn't care less about her. You know girls flirt with me to try and get cheap gear, right? Hell, guys too sometimes."

You know. You did the same, many months ago. Nodding, wet eyes meet his.

Uneven fingertips brush along your jawline whilst chapped lips trace in the other direction. His mouth makes it to your ear, every word a hot mist that makes you shiver.

"That doesn't give you an excuse to be a fucking brat."

Suddenly, his hands are on your chest, just below your throat, pushing you backwards. You stagger, almost tripping over your own feet, back slamming into the tiled wall.

The breath has been knocked out of your lungs, mouth open in shock. Eddie grins but it doesn't reach his eyes. They glitter with something you've never seen before. Fear grips you, and something else. Something that makes your thighs squeeze together.

Eddie yanks your dress up and pulls down your underwear bearishly. A strong hand takes its place between your legs, cupping your mound. He presses himself against you, pinning you to the wall with his body, his other hand snaking to the back of your neck holding your head in place so you cant look away.

"Is this what you wanted?"

You gulp, wide eyes locked on his face, incapable of speech. He's never been rough like this with you before. All his movements are usually peppered with such love.

You nod, shakily.

Eddie slides a finger against your folds and you whimper. You can already feel your slick start to escape.

"You better use your words, brat."

Tears start to form in the corners of your eyes, unable to process how he's making you feel right now.

"Please Eddie."

Laughing mirthlessly, he scoff and mimics you. "Please Eddie. Oh now your polite, huh?"

Without another word he's plunging two fingers inside of you with so much force your nearly lifted off your feet. Your moan is hoarse and long, a noise ripped from your throat.

Eddie's movements are unyielding. His fingers stay deep seated inside you, curling onto you hard and fast. His palm is pressed solidly into your clit, grinding against it. The sopping, squelching sound your cunt is making is bordering on embarrassing, but you're so full from Eddie's fingers it's hard to care about.

You feel hot pressure building in the pit of your stomach alarmingly quickly, the feeling intensifying, almost shooting down your legs and up your spine.

"Oh my God, Eddie-"

"Yeah? My little brat gonna cum already?"

His movements become even rougher, face almost sneering at you with effort, squeezing your neck tightly.

You cum then, scream echoing off the tiles, tears spilling out the corners of your eyes. Eddie's hand fucks you through it until you're a babbling mess, hand pawing pathetically at his arm to get him to stop.

When he pulls his hand away with a wet sucking sound your knees buckle, you're only held up by the hand Eddie's wrapped around the back of your neck for a moment.

Wordlessly, he brings his hand up, turning it in the light. You see it's completely covered in your release, wet shining in the harsh light of the room. Sticking his tongue out he licks a fat stripe up his palm, eyes rolling back at the taste, before he wipes the rest on a nearby towel. Your thighs clench at the obscene gesture.

Eddie releases you and presses a kiss to your mouth, thumb rubbing a tear away from your cheek. The gesture seems so out of place, almost a relief after the harsh lines his face displayed moments ago. You nod at him, answering his unspoken question, is this still ok. He rewards you with a small smile which you return weakly. Knowing your Eddie is still there calms you slightly.

Eddie steps back slightly, pulling his jacket off and throwing it to the floor at his feet.

"Kneel."

You flop to the floor immediately, knees resting on the leather.

"Back up a bit. Against the wall."

You look up at him in confusion but shuffle backwards, raising your eyebrows expectantly.

Eddie grasps your face by the chin, looking down at you with a condescending smile.

"Now, I'm gonna fuck your throat, and you're gonna take it, okay brat?"

Your eyes widen, cunt throbbing at his words.

"Y-yes Eddie."

"Good girl."

A high pitched whimper leaves your mouth. Eddie chuckles lowly, undoing his belt and jeans, pushing them down just enough to free his throbbing cock. You open your mouth, tongue on display in anticipation. For some reason it looks bigger than normal. It might just be the fact that he's making you feel small.

You reach your hands out to touch him but he smacks them away. Eddie grasps the back of your head and guides himself to your waiting mouth.

"Tap my leg if you can't take it baby."

You hum your understanding, eyes trained on his swollen dick. Your lips wrap around him, softly sucking off the pre cum. Groaning, he uses his other hand to steady himself against the wall and thrusts slowly into you. Your eyes automatically shut tight, willing yourself to breath out of your nose. Thumbs pressed into your palms, you're desperate to take it. To be his good girl.

He bottoms out, your nose pushed against the thatched hair at his base, spit escaping from the corner of your mouth. Swallowing around his length, you look up at him through wet eyelashes. The look he gives you back is sinful, biting his bottom lip hard.

He pulls out slowly, almost completely, then thrusts back in. You hollow your cheeks, trying your hardest not to gag. Eddie begins thrusting intently, forcing your head against the wall, cushioned from the hard tiles by Eddie's firm hand.

Guttural moans fill the room as Eddie fucks into your mouth, using you.

"Fuckin- yeah, take it."

You can feel him twitching, but you cant hold back the gags, retching sound coming from your mouth. Defeated, you have to tap out.

Eddie pulls out. Spit bubbles down your chin and tears form in your eyes as you wipe your mouth.

"I'm sorry Eddie I-"

Eddie pulls you to your feet, feral look plastered across his features. He pulls you in for a searing kiss then spins you around so your pressed against the wall.

He kicks your feet apart so you spread your legs wider. Hot breath hits the shell of your ear.

"If you can't handle me in your throat then I suppose I'll just have to fuck the brat out of you."

Quivering at his words you feel the tip of his cock breach your entrance. Without warning he pushes into you right up to the hilt, pulsing dick hitting your cervix.

No time to adjust. Eddie's rutting into you like an animal, one hand on the wall, the other pulling you by the hair. You sob, tears streaking your face, moaning and babbling. Eddie is grunting with each violent thrust, air forced out of his lungs with effort. Each pound hitting your soft spot with ease, turning you into a broken mess.

You feel your impending orgasm twist your belly into knots, cunt throbbing, blood hammering. Opening your mouth, you scream but no sound comes out, spasming, coming violently around his cock.

Eddie's next thrusts push you into the wall, face smashed against the cool tiles. He pounds into you, unrelenting, until finally his hips stutter and his release coats your insides.

Panting he pushes his weight off of you slightly, hand moving to stroke your cheek, feather touches caressing the hairs stuck to your sweaty skin. Planting a soft kiss, he leaves your insides with a hiss so you can turn.

"You okay sweetheart?" Concern fills those doe eyes of his, worried he pushed you too far.

"...yeah." your voice sounds small and childish almost. Meek.

He wraps you in his arms tightly, thumbs rubbing your back with care.

"Sorry sweetheart."

"No I'm sorry I was being a brat. Eddie that was-"

"I know, too much, I didn't-"

"That was fucking incredible." You stare at him with glossy eyes.

"Shit, really?" You nod emphatically.

"The fuck did I do to deserve you?" He kisses your temple.

"We better get cleaned up and out of here princess."

You glance over to the mirror and shock hits you. Your hair looks unrecognisable. Your makeup has ran down your cheeks, some spit still dribbles off the end of your chin and tears have run rivets down your face. Somehow, there's a small bruise forming under your eye and your dress strap has snapped. Eddie doesn't look much better, bangs plastered to his face with sweat, red faced, and still a little wild eyed. A smear of blood is down his chin, you presume from biting his own lip.

"Well at least we look like we had fun." You giggle, turning back to him to capture his lips in a soft kiss.

"So, clean up, sneak home, cuddle?"

Eddie winks at you. "Sounds like a plan brat."

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