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sarahisgay01 · 2 years

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Submission: Can i get like bratty!reader and Robin getting a pegging punishment from dom!nancy bc they were both being cheeky and rude to Nancy while they were out with their friends . PLS-

U CAN INCLUDE THESE KINKS: degrading,choking,overstimulation,and dumbification .

Tyyyyy 💫. 🤭

Of course!! I will say, I’ve never written a pegging fic soooo, if it’s really bad, super super sorry!! (Also, so sorry this took so long!! I probably should have made this into two parts, but too late now.)

Hope you enjoy!!😊💖

Minors DNI (18+ Only!!!!!)

No Patience Leads to Punishments

Dom!Nancy x Sub!Robin x Sub!Fem!Reader

Notes: The three of them are in an established relationship, all the kinks listed in the submission were used, and both Reader and Robin have praise kinks

The five of you decided to go to the mall today. Apparently, everybody wanted something, so everyone decided to go together. It was you, your two girlfriends, Robin and Nancy, and your two best friends, Steve and Eddie. You were at the mall to look at some jewelry and maybe buy a new dress. Robin and Eddie wanted to look for band tees and maybe some more rings. Steve was there to see if he wanted a couple new sweaters and maybe a new pair of jeans. Nancy planned on buying some new makeup and maybe a new bottle of perfume. Everyone stayed with each other, making the trip at the mall longer than it should have been. The first store the five of you went into was for Robin and Eddie, they sold band tees and rings. Everyone was in there for at least 20 minutes, while Robin and Eddie looked at shirts, then tried on almost every ring that could fit any of their fingers. Robin bought a ring and Eddie bought a band tee that Steve picked out. The next store was for Steve’s sweaters and jeans. He tried on multiple sweaters, but complained about each one. Then, he did the same with the jeans. It had now been an hour since the five of you arrived at the mall and you were starting to get tired. You noticed that Robin was getting a little tired too and very fidgety. As the five of you were walking to the next store, you watched Robin wrap her arm around Nancy’s waist, then quickly drop her hand and grab her ass. She giggled and Nancy looked mad, then quietly said, “None of that Robbie.” Robin pouted and whispered, so only the two of you could hear her, “But Nanceeee, I’m bored and I wanna touch you, pleaseeeee.” Nancy watched as you bit your lip and she whispered, “(Y/N), don’t get any ideas. Be a good girl for me, angel.” Then she turned to Robin and whispered, “You will be patient. I’d hate to have to punish you.” She turned to face you again and continued saying, “Either one of you.” Robin crossed her arms and pouted, then walked up to talk to Steve and Eddie. You, stayed with Nancy and the next store the five of you went into, was for you. You were quick, mainly because you were tired, but also because the store didn’t have any dresses or jewelry you liked. There were only two more stores left to go to, both for Nancy.

You and Robin were tired, too much walking and too many stores. Robin started to complain first, then you followed after her. Loud enough that the four of you could hear, Robin said, “Nance, can we please please please come back another day and go back to (Y/N)’s house?” Nancy said, “We can go to her house after I’m done shopping, baby. I’ll be quick, I promise.” Robin looked into Nancy’s eyes, trying to win her over with her puppy dog eyes. Then, she got closed to Nancy and whispered, “Please, Nance. I need you. Please.” Robin’s hand found Nancy’s ass and squeezed it again. In a stern tone, Nancy whispered, “No and we’re going back to my house, after we’re done shopping.” Then, Nancy looks at Robin and says, “And you’re getting punished. Do you understand?” Robin’s eyes got wide and she nodded her head rapidly. When everyone got to the makeup store, you whined and said, “Nance, do I have to go in? There’s a bench right outside. Can I just sit there?” Nancy replied, “What if I want your opinion on something, sweetheart?” and she batted her eyelashes at you, knowing that would convince you. You pouted and sighed as Nancy smiled, then grabbed your wrist, dragging you into the store. She whispered in your ear, “Robin’s already getting punished, I would hate to have to punish you too. Now stop acting like a brat.” You crossed your arms and pouted, but not a single word left your mouth. Nancy whispered, “There’s my good girl” and your cheeks turned bright red. Robin saw and giggled at you getting flustered. Meanwhile, Nancy didn’t take too long in the makeup store, but she didn’t buy anything, nor did she ask for your opinion on anything. When everyone walked out, you looked at her and in an annoyed tone, said, “Why did you make me go in if you didn’t need my opinion on anything?” Robin’s eyes widened as she looked at you, then at Nancy.

Steve and Eddie were in front of the three of you, but they both whipped around quickly. Eddie said, “We’ll uh- We’ll meet you three at the perfume store”, then they quickly walked away, not wanting be apart of whatever is happening with the three of you. Nancy said, “(Y/N), watch your tone.” Your next words were said without a filter and without thinking, you said, “Make me.” Robin spoke before Nancy did and said, “(Y/N), you just fucked yourself over.” Nancy glared at you and said, “Oh princess, you just made a big mistake. Now you get to join Robbie in being punished.” Your eyes widened, then you started to whine and beg Nancy, trying to be as quiet as possible, but you we’re progressively getting louder. You said, “Wait no! Nance no! Please don’t! I didn’t- I didn’t mean to say that! It slipped, Nance, I promise! I’m sorry! Please don’t punish me!” Tears started to roll down your face and Nancy didn’t want to make a scene, so she said, “Lets go to the bathroom”, which luckily for the three of you, was nearby. All three of you walked in and Robin locked the door behind her. Nancy dried off the sink counter, then said, “(Y/N), sit for me, princess”, in a soft tone. You nodded your head, still crying and jumped up to sit on the counter. Nancy gently wiped your tears with the pads of her thumbs, then looked into your eyes and softly said “I’m here angel, don’t cry. Please don’t cry.” You mumbled, “Please don’t- Please don’t punish me.” Still in a soft tone, Nancy replied, “(Y/N), you know I have to punish you, sweetheart. You know that you can’t speak to me like that in public.” You said, “Na- Nance, I’m sorry. I just- I need- I need you Nance, please.” In response, she said, “I know angel, but you have to wait.” Your attitude quickly returned and you said, “No! Don’t want to wait. Want you now.” Then you grabbed her hand that was cupping your cheek and put it under your skirt, in between your thighs. You were about to push her hand against your clothed pussy, but she pulled her hand back. She took her hand and gripped your neck, then in a stern tone, said, “Did I say you could do that?” You whimpered and choked out, “N- No, Na- Nance! I’m- I’m sorry!” She released her grip and in a stern tone, said, “Did I say you could do that?” You whimpered and choked out, “N- No, Na- Nance! I’m- I’m sorry!” She released her grip and in a stern tone, said, “What do neither one of you understand about wait. (Y/N), I was trying to be nice, but you blew that and because of what you just did, now your punishment is the same as Robin’s.” You whimpered, knowing Robin’s punishments were always harsher than yours. Tears filled your eyes again, none fell, but both your girlfriends saw them. This time, Nancy showed you no sympathy, Robin was the one who comforted you. She said, “Hey, it’s okay, sweet girl. It’ll be okay. I got you, it’s okay. Relax for me, princess.” You calmed down after a couple minutes and accepted that you’re going to get punished regardless of what you do. Nancy has been pacing in the bathroom for the past couple minutes, working off her frustration with you and Robin. Once she realized you calmed down, she sternly said, “Now, we are going to the perfume shop, you two better fucking behave or so help me god, neither one of you will cum for weeks. Do you both understand?” Both you and Robin whimpered, then in unison, said, “Yes Nance.” You and Robin walked behind Nancy with your heads down like sad puppies, all the way to the perfume store.

Steve and Eddie were waiting for the three of you by the store. They both laughed when they saw you and Robin behind Nancy. Eddie mocked the two of you, he fake pouted and said, “Aw, did you two get in trouble?”, then he giggled. Steve was giggling too and said, “Did Nance scold you both for being bad girls in the mall?” Both your faces turned a bit red and Eddie said, “Oh my god! She did, didn’t she! I knew Nancy was in charge in the bedroom, but god you two are so whipped!” Robin said, “We are not!”, then without thinking again, you said “And she’s not always in charge you know.” Robin looked at Nancy, grinned at her, then said, “(Y/N)’s right. Sometimes, Nance gets tired of being in charge. Sometimes she wants to-” Steve and Eddie, both stopped Robin before she could continue talking, not wanting to hear the details. Hesitantly, you looked at Nancy and she was giving you a death stare. You whimpered, then she looked at Robin and said, “You want to embarrass me, Robbie? One more thing out of you and I’ll embarrass you in front of this entire fucking mall. Try me.”Robin whimpered and mumbled, “Yes, Nance”, then looked down at the ground in embarrassment. Nancy grinned, satisfied with starting Robin’s punishment early, embarrassing her in front of the boys. They were now hysterically laughing, watching Nancy absolutely shutting the two of you up. Robin said, “Shut up! You both are dinguses!” and you nodded in agreement, your face red with embarrassment, same with Robin’s. Steve, still laughing, said, “What’d she say to make you both look like sad little puppies, earlier? Come on! Tell us!” Both, you and Robin’s eyes widened, then shot up to look at Nancy. She had a wide grin painted on her face and the boys started laughing more. Eddie said, “That bad, huh?” and Nancy spoke up, saying, “That bad”, before walking into the perfume store. It took Steve and Eddie a couple minutes before they could walk into the store without laughing. The five of you weren’t in the store that long, but while Nancy was shopping, Steve and Eddie kept teasing you and Robin. They both kept whispering whip noises into both of your ears and giggling to each other. Nancy bought a new perfume, then everyone left the store, and started heading outside to the cars. You and Robin looked at each other as the five of you walked out, both knowing what was going to happen next.

Everyone left the mall and went over to Nancy and Steve’s cars. You and Robin rode in Nancy’s car, while Eddie rode in Steve’s. The three of you said your goodbyes to the boys, then watched as they drove away. Robin grabbed the handle to the passenger side door and in a harsh tone, Nancy said, “No. You both wanted to act like brats and embarrass me, so you’ll both sit in the back.” A small whine escaped from Robin’s mouth, then she said, “Y- Yes Nance” and quickly got in the back seat with you. Nancy started the car and scolded the two of you almost all the way back to her house. She said, “I cannot believe the two of you. Acting like fucking brats in the mall, whining and complaining. Both of you touching me after I told you not to. Saying things without thinking them through. I tried being patient with the both of you, but neither one of you could be a good girl for me, could you? Now I have to punish you both.” Both you and Robin whimpered, then you said, “Na- Nance, I’m- I’m sorry.” She replied, “I’m sure you are, princess. You’re usually my good girl, but apparently I have to show you what happens when you’re a bratty little slut.” You whimpered again and Robin said, “Nance, I’m sorry. I-”, but she was cut off. Nancy said, “No. I don’t want to hear your excuse this time. You’ve done shit like this before, Robbie. I expect this behavior from you.” You watched as Robin’s eyes dropped and then she mumbled, “You- You do?” Nancy replied, “Mhmmm. I think you just like being punished, baby. I think you like when I’m rough with you and turn you into a dumb little whore.” Robin whined out, “Nanceeee, stop!” and Nancy teased her, saying, “You don’t have to admit it, Robbie, but I know.” She whined again and Nancy said, “Can both of you be good girls for me and be quiet for the rest of the drive?” Nancy looked at the two of you through her rearview mirror and watched you both nod your heads. She said, “Good girls” and continued driving. Around five minutes later, the three of you arrived at Nancy’s house. You and Robin observed the driveway, noticing there were no cars nor any bikes there. Nancy noticed both your confused faces and with a grin on her face, said, “Oh! Did I forget to mention that I have the house to myself this weekend? Yeah, my parents, Mike, and Holly went to visit my grandparents in Indianapolis for the whole weekend. I told my parents that I needed to work on articles for the paper, so they let me stay home.” Her grin grew wider and she said, “That means the two of you can be as loud as you want while I punish you. And trust me, you both are going to be loud.” You both whimpered, then you looked at Robin, wondering if she had any clue of what Nancy’s punishment was. Robin shrugged and Nancy said, “If you two are wondering what your punishment is, it’s a new one.” Nancy unlocked her front door and said, “Shoes off, then go upstairs.” Almost instantly, like a reflex, you said, “Yes Nance!” Robin responded a couple seconds after you and said the same thing. You quickly took off your shoes and made your way to her room. Robin joined you about a minute later, then both of you sat on her bed, looking nervous. Nancy came in soon after Robin and said, “Robbie, up.” She sprung up and Nancy said, “Hmmm, eager are we?” Robin whined and Nancy said, “I’m going to strip you bare, you know why Robbie? Cause you’re a needy whore and needy whores like you don’t deserve clothes.” Your eyes were fixated on the two of them, watching Nancy strip off Robin’s clothes. You gawked at her and you could feel your arousal pooling in your panties. Once she was completely naked, Nancy said, “Now sit on the bed and (Y/N), come here.” You immediately went over to her and looked into her eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes that remind you of the bright blue sky, were engulfed in black by her blown out pupils.

Nancy looked at you and said, “Bratty sluts don’t deserve to wear clothes either, princess. Now be a good girl and raise your arms, for me.” Immediately you raised them, then your shirt quickly made its way off your body. Your bra was unclasped next and when it fell to the floor, exposing your bare chest, Nancy said, “Fuck, you’re so beautiful, princess. It’s truly a shame I have to punish you, you just couldn’t be a good girl for me, huh?” While you whimpered, she pulled down your skirt and underwear, all at once. Now you were completely naked and exposed in front of your two girlfriends. Nancy looked between you and Robin, then said, “Aw look at my little brats being obedient now. So cute. So good for me.” She grinned as she walked to her closet, while you and Robin both whined. Nancy grabbed a bag from the back corner of her closet and said, “I’m going to be right back. Can I trust you both to be good girls while I’m gone or do I have to tie your hands behind your backs?” You whimpered and said, “N- No, I’ll be- I’ll be good.” Nancy replied, “I know you will, angel. Robbie, are you going to be a good girl for me?” Robin said, “I’ll be- I’ll be good, Nan- Nance. I pr- promise.” Nancy grinned and said, “There are my good girls, I’ll be right back.” You and Robin nodded, then watched her leave and go to the bathroom. Robin stared at you, all of you, and said, “God, (Y/N) you’re so beautiful.” You blushed and said, “Thank you, Robs. You’re beautiful too, so fucking beautiful.” Your bottom lip found it’s way in between your teeth and Robin said, “I’d do anything just to touch you right now. Fuck, I want to so bad.” You said, “Robs, no. Remember what Nance said in the mall, she won’t let us cum for weeks. We both know neither one of us can go that long.” Robin replied, “Oh shit, you’re right. I forgot about that, yeah nevermind. Definitely nevermind. I’d like to know how she’s punishing us though. She said it was new and she’s never done it before. She’s punished me a lot, so I’m trying to think of something she hasn’t done, you know?” You replied, “Well we’re gonna find out soon. I’m really- I’m really nervous, Robs.” She softened her eyes and looked into yours that were full of worry, then replied, “Hey, it’s going to be okay, (Y/N). You know your safe word and you trust Nance, right?” You said, “Yeah, of course.” Robin said, “Exactly and Nance would stop immediately if you used it. She never wants to hurt you, princess. All Nance wants is to teach you how to behave, that’s all.” You nodded and Robin asked, “Do you feel better now, (Y/N)?” You answered back, “Yeah, Robs. Thank you, baby.” She smiled and said, “Anything for you, princess.” Seconds later, you heard the switch to the bathroom light flick and the door close, then footsteps coming closer to her room. Nancy stood in her doorway and when you saw her, you whimpered, then your jaw dropped.

Nancy stood in her doorway holding a bottle of lube and a towel, but she had stripped off her clothes in the bathroom. Now, she was only wearing a strap-on, but it’s not one you’ve seen before. It was smaller and thinner than what she normally used. Robin was whimpering on Nancy’s bed and said, “Nan- Nance, please, no. Pl- Please, Nance. Pl- Please n- n- no.” You whipped around and looked at Robin, then said, “What- What is it?” Nancy replied before Robin could and said, “Aw, my sweet, innocent princess. You’re so cute. How about I show you, rather than tell you, hmmm? You can watch Robin get punished and see what I’m going to do to you. Okay, angel?” You nodded your head, then Nancy looked at Robin and said in a stern tone, “If you tell (Y/N) what this before I show her, you won’t cum for a week. Do you understand, Robbie?” She nodded her head rapidly and said, “Y- Yes, N- N- Nance.” Nancy grinned and said, “Good girl, baby.” Robin whined and you watched Nancy grab her desk chair, then place it a couple feet away from her bed. She laid the towel she brought from the bathroom down on it and said, “(Y/N), be a good girl and sit.” Without hesitation, you moved over to her, then sat down. She said, “Good girl, angel. Such a good girl for me” making you whine as she walked over to the edge of her bed. You watched her every movement like a hawk. Nancy said, “Robbie, be a good girl and lay flat on your back for me” and Robin quickly obliged. You watched as Nancy climbed on top of her, until she was eye level with her. She hovered over Robin’s lips and whispered, “You were such a fucking needy brat earlier. Is this what you wanted? You wanted me to punish you, baby?” Robin whimpered out a “N- No! No, Na- Nance! I’m- I’m sorry! Please d- don’t!” Nancy replied, “Too late for apologies, baby. You should have thought about this before you decided to be a needy whore in the mall.” She whimpered again, then Nancy said, “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be nice and slow”, then lowered her head and started harshly sucking bruises on Robin’s neck. Her moans filled the room and you could feel your arousal dripping from your pussy.

When Nancy was finished marking up her neck, you watched as she slid down Robin’s body, until her mouth was level with her chest. Nancy bit down on one of Robin’s nipples, causing her to whimper and Nancy to grin. She licked over it and Robin let out a breathy moan. Then, Nancy started flicking her nipple with her tongue. Robin’s moans soon filled the room again and it was getting harder and harder to resist touching yourself. Her moans stopped momentarily, but it was only for Nancy to switch to her opposite nipple. You watched as she did the same things on that side and Robin’s moans got louder. After she was done, she positioned herself in between Robin’s legs, sitting on her heels. You whined and Nancy looked at you, then said, “Aw princess, you must be aching. You’ll just have to be patient, angel. Robbie’s punishment hasn’t even started yet.” Robin whimpered and you whined while nodding your head. Nancy said, “(Y/N), you’re being such a good girl. Being so patient and not touching yourself. Always such a good girl for me.” You whined and watched as Nancy redirected her attention back to Robin. She moved her hand in between her thighs and lightly pinched Robin’s clit, making her hips buck up. Nancy said, “Is that what you’ve wanted, Robbie? Is that why you’ve been such a needy brat? You just wanted me to play with your pretty pussy, huh? Such a needy little whore.” Robin loudly whined out, “Yes, Nance! Please touch me! Fuck, please Nance!” Nancy giggled and rubbed Robin’s clit, agonizingly slow. Robin squirmed, but she wasn’t going to beg for more, knowing to take what she’s been given. Nancy started to speed up her movements, then stopped right as Robin was on the edge. She whined and said, “Noooo! Nance, please! Please, Nance!” Nancy replied, “Stop being fucking greedy” and slapped her pussy, not hard, but not too soft either. Robin screamed out a whimper and immediately said, “I’m- I’m sorry! I’m sorry Na-Nance!” Nancy got off the bed and said, “Lay on the edge of the bed, on your stomach, feet flat on the floor.” Robin quickly got off the bed, so she could move into the position Nancy commanded her to be in. While she was getting into position, Nancy grabbed the bottle of lube and turned to look at you. She said, “You ready to see what this is used for, princess?” Hesitantly, you nodded your head and waited for Robin to get in the position Nancy wanted her in.

Once Robin was in position, Nancy squeezed some lube onto the strap-on, then stroked it with her hand, making sure it was spread all around it. She put a little bit on her finger, then spread it around Robin’s tight hole. When you watched her do that, a loud gasp escaped your mouth. You’ve done anal stuff with Nancy before, but not this, only buttplugs. Nancy giggled at your reaction and said, “Robbie, I think princess knows what pegging is now, but lets really make sure she knows, hmmm?” You watched as Nancy roughly grabbed Robin’s hips, then slowly entered the strap-on into Robin’s tight hole. Robin screamed out whines and whimpers as Nancy continued pushing into her until all of the strap-on was inside of her. She waited about a minute, allowing Robin’s body to get adjusted to the feeling. Robin had tears in her eyes and Nancy said, “Robbie, you’re being such a good girl for me. You’re taking your punishment so well, baby.” She whined, then Nancy slowly started thrusting and after a couple thrusts, Robin’s whines turned into moans. Nancy gradually sped up her thrusts until Robin was on edge, then she stopped completely. Robin started whining and Nancy said, “Aw baby, did you want to cum?” Robin loudly replied, “Pl- Please Na- Nance! I was- I was so cl- close! So close! Pl- Please, Nance!” Nancy didn’t say a word, she just grabbed Robin’s hip, rougher than before, and started pounding into her. Robin was screaming out moans, saying, “F- Fuck! Pl- Please Nance! Pl- Please! Need to- Need to c- cum! Please!” Nancy leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Cum for me baby.” Robin came seconds later screaming out, “Oh my- Oh my god! Nance! Thank- Thank you! Thank you! Oh my god! F- Fuck! Na- Nance!” She pulled the strap-on out of her quickly and Robin loudly whimpered. A couple tears rolled down her cheeks, but Nancy said, “Flip over for me, baby. I’m not done with you.” Robin immediately rolled over, then you watched as Nancy quickly took off the harness and kneeled in between Robin’s legs. She held Robin’s thighs down, preventing her from squirming away, then started licking her clit. Robin’s body arched and she moaned loudly. It didn’t take long for her to cum again, but Nancy kept going. After her third orgasm, Robin had tears in her eyes again, this time from Nancy overstimulating her. She mumbled, “Sensi- Sensitive, N- Na- Nance” and Nancy just hummed, then continued abusing her clit with her tongue. After she came for the fourth time, she was sobbing, Nancy pulled back her head. She said, “You think you can be a good girl and give me one more, Robbie?” She weakly nodded, then mumbled, “Any- Anything for- for- for you, N- Nance.” Nancy hummed and said, “That’s my good girl, baby”, then slowly pushed two fingers into her entrance. She curled them repeatedly, causing Robin’s to scream out her sobs. Nancy hit Robin’s special spot, over and over again, until she came, then she slipped her fingers out. Once she was done, she kissed Robin on the top of the head and said, “You did so good for me, baby. You took your punishment so well, Robbie. Such a good girl for me.” Robin was still sobbing, all she could reply with was a slight nod and a hum. Once Robin had calmed down, Nancy said, “You okay, Robbie?” Robin just hummed in response, making Nancy giggle. She said, “Aw, did I fuck you dumb, baby? Did I fuck you too good, you can’t even speak? Aw, you’re so cute when you’re like this, all ruined from being fucked over and over again. You’re just my dumb little whore, aren’t you, Robbie?” She weakly nodded her head again and Nancy giggled, then looked over at you. She said, “It’s your turn now, princess.” You whimpered and looked at her nervously. She grabbed the strap-on off the floor and said, “Let me go clean this for you, angel. Be a good girl for me and comfort Robbie, while I’m gone. I know she can’t really move right now, so I know she won’t try and touch you.” You said, “O- Okay, Nance”, then you moved to sit next to Robin on the bed.

Once Nancy left, you helped Robin lay on the left side of the bed, then held her as she continued to cry from the overstimulation. You played with her hair and whispered sweet things to her, until she started to calm down. When Nancy returned, she said, ”How’s my baby doing?” and Robin mumbled, “Slee- Sleepy.” Nancy giggled at her fucked out girlfriend and said, “Well, I still have to punish (Y/N), but you don’t have to move, if you don’t want to, baby.” Robin mumbled, “St- Stay. Can’t- Can’t m- move.” Again, Nancy giggled and said, “Okay, baby. You’re good right there, Robbie”, then she focused her attention to you. She said, “(Y/N), lay flat on the bed for me, princess. Now, it’s your turn” with a grin on her face. You said, “Y- Yes Na- Nance” and did exactly what she asked of you. When you got into position, she hovered over your lips and said “Why weren’t you a good girl like this earlier, princess? Now I have to punish you, sweet girl.” You whined and said, “N- No, pl- please d- don’t.” Nancy replied, “If you didn’t want to be punished, you shouldn’t have been a bratty slut earlier, (Y/N). You put yourself here, I’m just giving you the punishment you deserve, princess. Do you think you deserve to be punished?” You whimpered, but didn’t answer the question. One of Nancy’s hands found your neck and gripped it, choking you. She said, “Princess, I asked you a question, didn’t I?” You choked out a “Y- Yes” and Nancy replied, “Then answer it.” A whimper left your lips and you choked out, “Y- Yes N- Nance! I deserve- I deserve to be- to be p- p- punished.” She released the grip around your neck and said, “That’s my good girl.” Then, Nancy starting harshly sucking dark bruises on your neck. After leaving a few dark bruises, her lips made their way down to one of your nipples. She took it between her teeth and bit down, not too hard, but not too soft either. It elicited a whimper from you, but her tongue quickly licked your nipple, making the pain fade. You breathily moaned, “Fuck Nance”, causing her to grin and hum. Then, she started rapidly flicking your nipple with her tongue and your hips bucked up. Nancy giggled and said, “Aw princess, you’re so cute. You still have a long way to go until you get to cum.” You whined and she giggled as she moved to the other nipple, biting, licking, and flicking it like she did the other. By the time she finished playing with your nipples, your pussy was dripping with arousal and you could feel it on your thighs. When Nancy positioned herself in between your legs and saw your pussy, she said, “Fuck, (Y/N) you’re so wet! My poor angel, your cute little clit is throbbing. Let me take care of that for you, sweetheart.” Nancy took her index finger and started rubbing slow circles on your clit. It was nowhere near what you needed, but you knew not to beg for more, not to be greedy. Nancy hated when you and Robin were greedy, so you took what Nancy gave you. Your body was tense and Nancy said, “Such a good girl, taking what she’s given. My good girl, always my good girl, (Y/N).” Then, she started to speed up her circles until you were about to cum, then she retracted her hand and said, “You didn’t think I was going to let you cum, that easy, did you, princess?” You whimpered and she bent down, then with her clean hand, squeezed one of your cheeks. Nancy said “Just my dumb, needy, little slut, huh?” You whined and she said, “Flip over for me, pretty girl. Just how Robbie was positioned earlier.” You followed her command without hesitation, immediately doing what demanded of you.

Once you were in position your entire body was tense with fear. Nancy noticed and said, “Sweet angel, just relax for me, okay? You remember your safeword, right?” You nodded and said, “Red for stop and yellow for don’t stop, but almost red.” Nancy said, “Good girl, sweetheart. If you start to feel uncomfortable at any time, say red and I’ll stop. Okay, princess?” You nodded your head and said, “Y- Yeah, o- okay.” Robin turned over to look at you and mumbled, “It hurts at first, but feels so good after, (Y/N). Trust me.” You nodded your head and said, “O- Okay, Robs.” Your body was now more relaxed, but still a bit tense and Nancy said, “Good girl, princess. Just relax for me, just like that, sweet angel.” Then you heard the bottle of lube open and around 20 or 30 seconds later, Nancy’s finger was smearing lube around your tight hole. Each of Nancy’s hands gripped your waist, not roughly like she did with Robin, and she said, “Take your punishment like a good girl, princess.” You whimpered and then you felt the strap-on slowly start to enter you. Your hands turned into fists, white knuckling the sheet below you and your eyes squeezed shut. You whimpered from the pain, but once the entire thing was inside you and Nancy let your body adjust to the feeling, it wasn’t as painful. Nancy said, “You’re being such a good girl, princess. Taking your punishment so well, angel.” You whined in response and then Nancy started to slowly move her hips. It only hurt for a couple thrusts, but afterwards your loud moans filled the room. You loudly moaned out, “Oh fuck, Nance! Fuck! Nance! Nance!” It didn’t take long for you to start feeling your orgasm forming. You were already so worked up from watching Robin get punished and from Nancy touching you. Once Nancy could tell you were close to the edge, she stopped. You whined and begged her to keep going, saying, “Na- Nance, pl- please! Need to- fuck (italicize) Need to c- c- cum! Pl- Please, Nance! Please!” Nancy ignored your whining and begging, she said nothing, she just gripped your waist roughly, hard enough to leave a bruise. She started pounding the strap-on in and out of you. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you screamed “Oh my god! Fuck, Nance! Fuck! Holy shit! Nance!” Seconds later, you were begging again, saying, “N- Nance, pl- please! Please can I- Please can I c- cum? Please, N- Nance! Ne-Need to, pl- please!” She responded, “Be a good girl and cum for me, princess.” You didn’t need to be told twice, you let go, screaming Nancy’s name as she continued pounding into you, until your orgasm was completely ridden out. She pulled the strap-on out of you, without warning, eliciting a screamed whimper from you. Nancy ignored it and said, “Be a good girl and flip over for me. I need to get a taste of your pretty pussy, princess.” You did as you were told, not only because she told you, but also because you wanted it, you needed it, you need her.

While you were changing positions, Nancy was removing the strap-on harness from her waist. She asked, “Did that feel good, (Y/N)? Did you like when I fucked your tight little hole, princess?” You whined and responded, “Y- Yes, N- Nance. So- So good. Felt so g- good.” She grinned, then dropped down to her knees, in between your thighs and said, “Aw, my sweet angel’s pretty pussy is dripping.” Robin weakly sat up and Nancy said, “Robbie, you okay, sweetheart?” She hummed a “Mhmmm” and asked, “Can I please kiss, (Y/N) while you- while you play with her?” Nancy grinned and said, “Good girl for using your manners. You can as long as it’s okay with (Y/N).” You eagerly nodded your head and mumbled, “Please, Robs.” She moved to be on top of you, then she leaned down and kissed you. It was sweet and gentle, her lips felt so nice on yours. While the two of you were kissing, Nancy flattened her tongue, then licked a stripe through your folds, collecting your cum and wetness on her tongue. Nancy hummed at the first taste and the vibrations made you moan into Robin’s mouth. Then, you felt Nancy latched her mouth around your clit and start to suck on it. It became too hard to kiss you because of your constant moaning, so Robin rolled and laid next to you. She started praising you, saying, “You’re being such a good girl. So good, (Y/N). You’re being so good for Nance, sweet girl.” Your moans got louder from the praise and your legs started to shake. Nancy released her mouth for a second and said, “Cum for me, angel. Be a good girl and cum for me.” Nancy moved her mouth back, then started sucking harder and faster than she was before. You screamed out moans, saying, “Oh fuck, Nance! Fuck! Oh my god! Nance! Nance! Nance!” Then, you came again and Nancy slowed down, but she still wasn’t done with you.

Nancy switched from sucking on your clit, to licking it rapidly, but lightly. You moaned, “Holy shit! Fuck Nance! Oh my god!” Robin was praising you, saying, “You’re doing so good, princess. You’re being such a good girl. Tell Nance how good she’s making you feel, sweetheart.” You moaned, “S- So fuck- So fucking g- good! Fe- Feels s- so g- good! F- Fuck N- Nance!” Nancy hummed, which only fueled the feeling of your orgasm. Robin said, “That’s a good girl, (Y/N). You’re doing so well, sweet girl.” The praise sent you over the edge and your legs started spasming as you came again. Nancy continued lightly licking your clit until your orgasm was completely ridden out. Then, she lifted her head up and looked at Robin. She said, “Robbie, be a good girl and hold (Y/N)’s thighs down for me, please baby.” Robin nodded her head and said, “Yes, Nance.” Robin got into a position where she could hold down your thighs comfortably. Nancy said, “Good girl, Robbie. Such a good girl for listening, baby.” Robin blushed as Nancy ran her hand up your inner thigh and said, “Don’t think I forgot about you, angel.” You whined out, saying, “N- Nance t- too sensi- too sensitive. Pl- Please no m- m- more.” Nancy giggled, then fake pouted and said, “Aw princess, you’re sensitive? I’m not done with you yet though. I need you to be a good girl and let me play with your pretty pussy. You want to be my good girl, don’t you, sweetheart?” You whined and said, “Y- Yes, Na- Nance.” She replied back, “Always my good girl, princess. Such a good girl for me”, then she started rapidly lapping at your clit. You tried to squirm away, but Robin was too strong. She said, “Just relax, pretty girl. You’re doing such a good job for Nance, princess.” Tears formed in your eyes and rolled down your cheeks from overstimulation. Your back arched as a high pitched noise escaped your lips. Nancy made you cum again, then after helping you ride out your orgasm, she popped her head up. She said, “One more angel and then I’ll stop. You can do one more, for me, right princess?” As tears were rolling down your face and you were close to sobbing, all you could manage to respond with was a nod. Nancy said, “Good girl, princess”, and lightly licked your clit, then abruptly shoved two fingers inside your entrance. That was your breaking point and you started sobbing from being overstimulated.

Robin whispered praises to you, but you could barely register what she was saying. Your brain was complete mush and all you could focus on was what Nancy was doing. She moved her head away from your abused clit and solely focused on her fingers. She repeatedly targeted the spot that makes you scream, curling her fingers inside you over and over again. You were now screaming out your sobs, several tears rolled down your cheeks and drool started to cover your chin. The feeling of your orgasm started to form quickly and when you fell over the edge, your eyes rolled back and you screamed out a broken sob, as you came. You continued to sob as Nancy rode you through your orgasm and once she was done, she retracted her cum soaked fingers from your entrance. You whimpered and sobbed more, now feeling empty without them inside you. Robin released the hold she had on your thighs, while Nancy slipped her fingers into her mouth. A hum of pleasure left her mouth from the taste of you. She said, “Princess, you taste so good, so sweet” and then she got up to lay next to you. You were still sobbing, still so overstimulated. Nancy ran her clean fingers through your hair and whispered, “It’s okay, princess. Everything’s done now, no more punishments. You did such a good job, sweetheart. You were such a good girl for me, (Y/N). Just relax, sweet angel. I’m here, Robbie’s here, we got you, princess. We got you, you’re okay.” It took you about 10 minutes to fully stop crying and once you were calm, Nancy asked Robin, “Baby, do you want to clean, our princess up?” Robin eagerly nodded then looked at you and said, “(Y/N), is that okay with you? I’ll be super gentle, I promise. I’ll even stop if you need me to.” You weakly nodded your head in response as your eyes fluttered open and closed. Nancy condescendingly said, “Aw, poor thing can’t even speak. I turned you into my dumb little slut, didn’t I princess?” You weakly nodded your head again and she replied, “You’re so pretty when you’re like this, sweetheart. So pretty when you’re all fucked out. Robbie, come clean our pretty girl up.” Robin didn’t waste a second, she immediately got off the bed and made her way to kneel in between your legs.

Nancy continued to run her fingers through your hair, trying to relax you, while Robin cleaned you up. When you felt her tongue start to lap up your cum and wetness, a small whine left your lips. Nancy turned her head towards yours and said, “Shhhh, it’s okay angel”, then kissed your lips softly. You could taste yourself on her lips and a small hum of pleasure left your mouth. When Nancy pulled away from the kiss, you could see her chin still had your cum and wetness on it. Your eyes fixated on it and Nancy noticed, then said, “You wanna clean off my chin, princess?” You were too far gone to feel embarrassed and weakly nodded your head. She leaned in to kiss you and slowly you made your way to her chin. You lightly licked your cum and wetness off her chin, then once you were done, the embarrassment kicked in. Your cheeks turned a bright red and you refused to make eye contact with her. Nancy knew exactly what was wrong and said, “Sweetheart, it’s okay. Don’t feel embarrassed, angel. I wouldn’t let you do it if I didn’t like or if I didn’t want you to. Okay, pretty girl?” You nodded your head and a couple seconds later, Robin popped her head up. Her face was now covered in your cum and wetness. Nancy said, “Good girl, baby. Come here” and Robin quickly made her way over to Nancy. She sat up and said, “Kiss me.” Robin leaned down and kissed her lips with no hesitation. Nancy hummed, loving the taste of you on Robin lips. She made sure you were watching as she made her way to Robin’s chin and licked it up. When Nancy pulled her head back, Robin said, “Fuck that was so hot, Nance” and Nancy turned to you, then said, “See, nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart.” Robin nodded her head in agreement and said, “Nance can we all cuddle now? I’m so sleepy and (Y/N) can barely keep her eyes open.” They both turned to look at you and you mumbled a barely audible, “Sleepy.” Nancy replied, “Mhmmm, we’ll take a nap and afterwards we’ll all take a bath. I’ll help you two get all cleaned up.” Robin immediately went to the left side of the bed, while Nancy helped move you to the right side. She got in between the two of and once she was comfortable, you nuzzled your head into her bare chest, humming at the feeling of her soft skin against yours. You had a hand placed on her stomach, that one of Robin’s hands soon found. She started playing with your fingers and Nancy ran her fingers through your hair, then kissed the top of your head. She said, “I love you, sweet angel” and you mumbled, “I love you, Nance.” She smiled, then turned over to Robin, who had her head on Nancy’s opposite shoulder and kissed her forehead. Nancy said, “I love you baby” and Robin replied, “I love you too, Nance.” Robin tapped your hand and said, “I love you too, sweet girl.” You lightly squeezed her hand and mumbled, “I love you too, Robs.” She smiled, while you nuzzled your head deeper into Nancy’s chest. You fell asleep almost instantly, so relax with having Nancy’s fingers running through your hair and Robin lightly playing with your fingers. Nancy whispered to Robin, “She’s so cute” and Robin whispered back, “Absolutely perfect.” Then, around 10 minutes later, Robin was fast asleep. Nancy smiled, proud of herself that she turned her two little brats into her completely fucked out, good girls.

Hope you liked this!!😊💖

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thytorturedpoet · 6 months

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ronance

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(dividers by @/cafekitsune)

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unamused-boss · 10 months

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Lipstick Stains

Billy Hargrove x Harrington FemReader

Summary: There has been some new gossip floating through Hawkins High. The gossip being that Billy has a lipstick stain that just so happens to match a certain girl's iconic shade.

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You were a Harrington. You had a certain standing that you had to keep cause of the expectations of your parents. One of those expectations were not making out with Billy Hargrove in his car in the back of the school parking lot during lunch. But your parents were never home so you didn't really give a damn.

"Billy we have to go back into the school at some point." You said releasing your lips from his. As you tried to pull back he pulled you in for another quick kiss.

"Oh come on, we don't have to." He smirked to you.

"Listen Mr. Bad Boy, I know you don't like school but I have a test." You said to him. He gave you a small pout at your response to which you just laughed at him. "You also messed up my lipstick." You said as you flipped the visor down to use the mirror to reapply your dark red lipstick.

"That's not the only thing I can mess up." He joked. You just gave him the look, he knew the look. It didn't need a name.

"Well Hargrove I have to get going." You brought yourself close to kiss his neck then up to the apple of his freckled cheeks. You collected you things to go back into the school before the bell. Before you shut the door you look back at Billy to see the two kiss marks that you left on him. You just smiled at him.

"Love ya, see you later." You said then shut the door to go to the school.

Billy continued with his day like usual. Thinking that nothing would go out of the ordinary. He knew he was hot shit so people were staring at him as perusal but he didn't know what they were staring at. In each class he had stares his way, to which he had to tell some off for looking too long.

"Nice job man." Tommy Hagan laughed as he patted his back. Billy was just confused about what he was talking about but he continued as nothing was wrong. The bell rang through the halls to signal that the school day was over. Billy made his way to the doors top the parking lot to leave when he saw a certain Steve Harrington staring him down from his locker.

"You got a problem Harrington?" He asked.

"Yeah, not with you though." Steve replied slamming his locker shut to go find a certain sister of his. Billy didn't know that, he was just confused and thought nothing of it. He finally was able to make it to his Camaro to wait for Max. Students around him were still looking at him. Some girls looking in distaste, not at him but at the kiss marks on his cheeks. Some guys were just laugh in congrats to him. Billy just wanted to get the hell out and get Max home so he can go see his girlfriend. Billy looked over to see a certain red head making her way over to his car.

"Get in shit-bird, I got places to be." He said as he got in the drivers seat while Max got in the passenger seat. She just stared at him, more than she would usually. Which is not at all. Billy glanced at her a few times.

"What?" He asked annoyed with her staring.

"What's on your face?" She asked. Billy was confused until he thought back to lunch. He grabbed his sun visor to look himself in the mirror to see the two kiss marks on him. Just as he thought, one on his cheek and the other on his neck. He just laughed what he was looking at.

"Well that explains a Lot." He sighed starting his car to drive away.

Later that day Billy was able to make it to the Harrington house hold. Instead of parking down the street, he parked in the driveway. Instead of climbing through the window of his girlfriends bedroom, he simply knocked the front door of her house. Which, unfortunately, the other Harrington answered. He and Steve just stared at one another for a moment.

"Hargrove."

"Harrington."

"What are you doing here?"

"I think you know why exactly I'm here, or you don't."

"I do know why you're here." Steve stated sternly.

"Then tell me, why am I here?" Billy gabbed at him with a smirk playing on his face.

"Can you guys stop having a dick measuring contest for once." Your voice was heard in a very much over it tone. "Get out of here Steve."

"But-" You stopped him from continuing.

"Eh, I don't wanna hear any more then I already have. You're being a Buttface." You sassed at him. "Now I would like to talk to my boyfriend."

Steve just rolled his eyes and sighed. Walking away from his enemy and his sister in the same door way. You turn your head back to Billy with a grin on your face.

"So what are you doing here, handsome."

"Well, I am here to see my girlfriend that I have to have a small chat about." His voice going a slight octave lower. Something that you loved.

"And what do you have to chat about?" You stilled teased at him.

"Well I made out with this gorgeous woman at lunch, and after I thought my day would go by like usual. But I had people staring at me all day. I didn't know why until I looked into the mirror to find that the exact pretty girl I was kissing left some marks on me." He explained to you. "Now I am at said pretty girls house to get a reason why she did that."

"Well I think she just wanted to have a bit of fun with you, if you ask me."

"Well as much as I love that, I think I would love to have some fun with her right now."

"Well you'er gonna have to wait on that, handsome." You said." Big Bro ain't to happy with me, I've been getting an ear full for the past hour."

"I can wait." He reassured. "I will always wait for you, gorgeous." You just smiled at him and dragged him into your house.

"Is he staying long?" Steve's distant voice was heard.

"Shut up Steve." You yelled out to him. "Like I said, ear full all day."

You and Billy just laughed at the situation. But at least you both can enjoy each others company in the end.

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I hope y'all enjoyed this. Sorry if it is short. I know I haven't been to active, writing wise, lately. I'm trying to get through school right now.

I will try to get more out for Boots and Trumpets, and Practically Magic later.

Thank you for reading.

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munsonson · 1 year

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𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏『••✎••』

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4

This shouldn’t hurt as much as it does.

Things could’ve ended far worse than they actually did. Hell, most of the couples in their school tended to make breakups as dramatic as possible, normally painting one half of the relationship as some kind if irredeemable monster, if not to paint them as this sympathetic martyr, than just to save face that it actually hurt.

In her case, Eddie Munson told her they just weren’t a good match and he wanted to be friends again instead. That was as healthy as they could possibly get. And in the best case scenario, too, she’d still be able to have him be a part of her life. She didn’t think she could stand the thought of seeing him in the halls and not being able to acknowledge him.

She’d fallen hard and fast for Eddie, embarrassingly so.

Given the heavy duty of designated driver for the little hooligans she’d somehow decided to adopt with Steve Harrington, she’d gotten accustomed to waiting in the high school parking lot, her nose pressed into the creases of her current novel while she waited for them to finish their important campaigns, all procured from the brilliant mind of Eddie Munson.

She’d known him before then, too, but only in passing. He’d often make a big spectacle of himself in the cafeteria just to bug the other students, and he held the record as super senior. But she’d never even talked to him until she saw him walk the boys out after a seemingly successful campaign, his arms wrapped tightly around Dustin and Lucas’ shoulders as he praised them.

He’d acknowledged her when he got to her car.

“My fair maiden,” he’d said, “I apologize for the delay.”

She’d blubbered out some kind of half-hearted response, good enough to make him laugh, and that made her heart go a million miles a minute.

It didn’t take long before she’d gotten the courage to ask him out, even if it was just for coffee. He was surprised, but he agreed.

It had been nice, he even drove her home after. She probably should’ve seen the signs then because he didn’t suggest a second meet up, she had instead. And he’d agreed.

It was about a month before they made themselves official, in Hawkins High language, practically married. But it really just meant she got to hold his hand between classes and get quick kisses goodbye when it was time to separate, somehow always on her cheek than her lips.

She’d thought their dates were fun; it was a lot of pressure since he always left it up to her, never having any other idea than lounging about her home and just watching TV. But she was the one who thought of renting movies for horror marathons, figuring it was up his alley. She thought of bowling and drive-in theaters and picnicking near the quarry for its desolate atmosphere, another thing she figured was right up his alley.

But things came to an underwhelming end when Eddie approached her at her locker on some random Thursday to tell her things just weren’t working out and he wanted to stay as friends. Despite how much even that had hurt, she agreed. She didn’t want to make him do anything he regretted.

She could still be friends with him, happily so. That meant she could still sit with him at lunch, hear his outlandish tales, and be able to admire him from afar, even if she was no longer able to touch him and hold his hand.

“Be honest,” she’d heard Gareth say as she approached with her tray, “what really happened? You know, most guys woulda killed to be able to take her out, the fact she stuck around for months is surprising enough.”

Eddie shrugs, chewing absentmindedly on a pretzel he’d brought. She would pack him lunches when they were together since he always forgot and resorted to eating prepackaged things instead. Since they broke up, it seemed like old habits really did die hard.

“To tell you the truth,” he starts rather dramatically, “no substance. Pretty face, nice voice, real sweet, but God, boring as all hell.” He runs a hand down his face. The other boys seemed surprised. Dustin and Mike share a look, but say nothing, clearly waiting to hear more. Because there was no way it could be just that. There had to be more. They knew her better than anyone, had been through so much with her. What could be the real reason Eddie broke things off?

“And?” Dustin coaxes.

“And what?”

“Dude, seriously?” Mike scoffs. “She wasn’t interesting enough for you?”

Eddie shakes his head. “Look, she’s a great gal. And I know you guys are super close, which is awesome, but we just weren’t the best match. And I felt like shit that she was putting in all of the effort when I wasn’t interested. Now she’s free to...I dunno...find someone boring, too.” He sniggers, elbowing Jeff beside him trying to get him to laugh, too, but he could see how upset Dustin and Mike were.

Luckily, for her sake, they didn’t notice her standing there, having overheard everything. Spinning right back around, she’d ditched her tray onto one of the trash bins before leaving the cafeteria completely before there was a chance anyone could see her tears.

God, it shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, she thinks again. He was more than welcome to have his own opinion, but why did it have to be something like that?

He was right, she wasn’t exactly Chrissy Cunningham or Heather Holloway, being this huge spectacle that made every new day more exciting than the last. All things considered, sometimes too much excitement frightened her. Having risked her life at least once a year for nearly four years now made her yearn for the more simple things. It was stupid of her to think Eddie would want the same. Eddie Munson, who liked to make scenes in the cafeteria and rock out in a bar with his band. He didn’t crave the simplicity of life like she did.

She didn’t go back into that cafeteria for the remaining of the lunch period. In fact, she’d decided to skip the rest of the day completely, knowing she shared three periods with Eddie and right now she really didn’t want to see him. She just wanted to get away, leave herself to her own thoughts to try to calm down.

Well, that really only lasted for ten minutes because she found herself pulling into the small parking lot into Family Video. She spots Steve’s car at the far end and knows he’s inside. It was childish of her to go running and crying to Steve Harrington, who she knew would take her side and say all the cruel things about Eddie that she couldn’t bring herself to because she really just needed someone on her side right now. Aside from Dustin and Mike, of course. She wouldn’t forget how they jumped to her defense.

The little bell rings at the top of the door as she walks in, startling Steve into consciousness, who seemed to be snoozing on the edge of the counter, drool pooled across his forearm. He wipes feverishly at his face and blinks unfocused in her direction, trying to situate himself quickly into his customer service face.

“Welcome to Fam-Jesus, you scared me,” he cuts himself off when he at last realizes it’s her. Confused, he turns to glance at the clock hung up on the wall. “Don’t tell me school’s out already? You beat Robin here.”

“No, I’m playing hooky,” she shakes her head, unsteadily moving towards the counter.

“What? You? I’m sorry, am I still dreaming?” Steve asks dramatically. “Since when do you, of all people, ever skip class? I’d sooner believe Nancy doing it than you.”

“Just...needed a break s’all,” she says with a shrug, looking around. “Keith not here?”

“Nah, he’s off today. Something about a new graphic novel he’s been dying to get. Says he’d have to wait overnight just to get one of the first editions. I don’t know, I don’t really listen to him unless he’s handing over my check,” Steve said. She leans up against the counter, trying to act casual. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, why wouldn’t things be okay?”

“Well, for one, having to clarify that things are supposed to be okay when asked if everything’s okay is a pretty big indicator that things aren’t, in fact, okay.” Steve says with a laugh. “So everything’s not okay, then?”

“Everything’s okay,” she lies. “I just...can I ask you something?”

“Yeah?”

She isn’t sure how to come out and say it without sounding stupid. Better, she can’t figure out a way to come out and say it without sounding completely pathetic. But this was Steve, he was the king of asking her embarrassing things. He even called her once at three in the morning to ask how long you were supposed to leave cookies in the oven for. The follow up question was how to get the burnt smell out before his mom came home.

“Am I boring?”

Steve tilts his head. “Huh?”

“Am I boring, Steve? Am I boring?”

“No? Who gave you that idea?” Steve snorts, like he thinks it was a foolish thing to ask. “Whoever it is clearly hasn’t seen you handle a crowbar.” He was referencing when she’d nabbed a crowbar from the junkyard lot to fend off the demodogs with him, all to protect the little ones in the bus. She doesn’t want to remember that right now, not when it makes her feel cold inside.

“Nobody, I just...I dunno, I just think that maybe I’m not as exciting as, like...you o-or Rob or Nancy or, hell, even Jonathan.”

“Nonsense, you’re a badass! True story, you know I wouldn’t say that about just any...” Steve trails off, finally really looking at her. “Hey...hey, why are you really askin’ me that? Something happen? Someone say something to you?”

“No, Steve, I was just asking.”

“You’re lying,” he accuses. “Who was it, was it Byers? Nancy? Not Robin...”

“No! No, Steve, they didn’t say anything, please just drop it. I shouldn’t have asked.”

Steve’s face eventually relaxes, having realized he knew exactly who she was talking about.

“Munson.”

She shakes her head. “Stop it, Steve.”

“What did he say? I thought he just wanted to be friends, where’s all this coming from?” he asked. There were too many questions being thrown at her. She doesn’t want to cry, especially not in front of him, but as soon as she feels her cheek dampen that was it. Soon she was burying her face in her hands and trying to stop the little whimpers from coming out.

She doesn’t notice Steve leap easily over the counter. He pulls her close, shushing her quietly.

“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset,” he says. She sniffles, wrapping her arms around him. He’s petting her hair, kissing the crown of her head, trying his damndest to get her to calm down and talk to him. He was the perfect person to come to, she now realizes. Her subconscious knew Steve was the answer.

When she finally stopped crying, he at last let her go, giving her some space.

She rubs the tears from her eyes and wipes the tears on her jeans.

“Want me to kill him?” he asks jokingly. She laughs. He smiles again. “What happened? Can you tell me now?”

She told him what Eddie had said, the real reason he’d broken up with her and how she ran from the cafeteria and came here. Steve was reasonably upset, but he didn’t want to make it all about pounding Eddie into a pulp, he knew she needed her friend right now and he was prepared to be just that.

“Hey, screw him,” Steve scoffs, throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her back into his chest. “You’re far from boring, believe me, and honestly if you ask me you could do so much better than Eddie Munson. The guy picks his nose. I saw him once. It was gnarly.”

She’s laughing again, playfully hitting him.

“Thank you, Steve,” she says, “I’m sorry to dump all this on you, I just needed someone to talk to, you know?”

“Well, you came to the right guy. I can’t tell you it gets much better from public humiliation, but I can tell you that you find much better shit to focus on. Like this obviously stellar job. Robin. My new stereo I saved up for. And...well, you.” He playfully flicks her nose. She wrinkles her nose and swats his hand away. “Eddie doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about. But I know he’s gonna kick himself in the ass when he realizes he lost a girl like you.”

“Yeah, you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my friend.”

“Not true, I also wanna bug you for your famous cookies.” Steve winks.

“I can bring them to you tonight, then.” she said, patting his arm. “I should get going. Um...you clearly are very busy and I don’t wanna keep you from doing your job.”

“I know, such a bad influence. The gateway rebellion was skipping class. Now it’s job defiance,” Steve chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey, um...if you want, when you come by tonight, maybe you could stick around? Was gonna rifle through the back, borrow some flicks to waste my evening away. Free to join me if you want? Robin flaked out on me, says she’s doing some band practice with Vicky. Didn’t ask for details.”

She thinks about it and smiles. “Sounds like fun. Girls’ night.”

“Invitation rescinded!” Steve shouts, turning away.

“No, I’m kidding, I’m kidding, stop!” she protests, giggling. “I’ll bring cookies and pizza, Steve. I’ll be there.”

“Alright, then,” Steve said. “Um...hey, don’t worry about Eddie, alright? He’s just being a dick. And honestly, apart from his relationship with the rugrats, he’s still gonna be a dick. He missed out on a girl like you. Clearly he’s a martian.”

“Doesn’t mean much when I’m from Hawkins. But thank you, Steve. I’ll see you tonight,” she says, squeezing his hand and finally leaving the store back to her car. She left feeling much lighter than she had going in. He was right. Forget Eddie. If he thought she was so boring he clearly didn’t need her around him. She had other friends, friends like Steve.

Smiling to herself, she climbs into the driver’s seat and turns the key into the ignition, hearing the engine roar to life.

Things would be just fine.

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blckbrrybasket · 21 days

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𓆩 𓉸 𓆪 Kinktober 2024

• MDNI! porn with little plot

• all of these are x reader with no use of y/n

• both female and gender neutral readers featured

꒰33k+ words total꒱

1st. — “Hotter than a Burning Fire”

-> Face sitting + Inexperience, Robin Buckley

2nd. — “Give and Take”

-> Squirting + Edging, Steve Harrington

3rd. — “Bite her Hip”

-> Caught + Hate Sex, Nancy Wheeler

4th. — “Yer Killin’ Me”

-> Boot Worship, Arthur Morgan

5th. — “Girls on Film”

-> Being Filmed, Mickey Altieri

6th. — “Heaven in Your Mouth”

-> Throat Fucking + Breath Play, Rafe Cameron

7th. — “Closer”

-> Mutual Masturbation + Forbidden, Robin Buckley

8th. — “Oh Honey”

-> First Time + Domination, Kurt Kunkle

9th. — “Hearts a Mess”

-> Public Sex + Gag, Art Donaldson

10th. — “Ghosting”

-> Under the table, Javier Peña

11th. — “Burning For You”

-> Sleepy Sex + Cockwarming, Sejanus Plinth

12th. — “She’s in Parties”

-> High sex, Rafe Cameron

13th. — “Melting With You”

-> Double Penetration, Stu and Mickey

14th. — “As You Are”

-> 69, Ellie Williams

15th. — “Of Love For Love”

-> Cream Pie + Cum Play, John ‘Soap’ MacTavish

16th. — “Maneater”

-> Dacryphilia + Masochism, Kurt Kunkle

17th. — “What I Need”

-> Degradation + Cum Eating, Ethan Landry

18th. — “I was made for loving you”

-> Praise Kink + Body Worship, Steve Harrington

19th. — “Takin’ Time”

-> Spanking + Orgasm Denial, Joel Miller

20th. — “Sweet As Whiskey”

-> Blood Kink + Period, Vampire!Eddie Munson

21st. — “Wind You Up”

-> Hair Pulling + Rough Sex, Trevor (Hellraiser)

22nd. — “Eyes On Me”

-> Bondage + Femdom, Agent Whiskey

23th. — “Show and I’ll Learn”

-> Sex Toys, Robin Buckley

24th. — “If You Knew”

-> Overstimulation + Wet Dream, Joel Miller

25th. — “Hell And You”

-> Mask Kink + Knife Kink, Stu Macher

26th. — “You’ve Got Me Now”

-> Dry Humping + Tipsy Sex, Eddie Munson

27th. — “Happy Birthday, Baby”

-> Lingerie + On The Counter, Walter ‘Keys’ McKey

28th. — “Quit While Ahead”

-> Pussy slapping, Rafe Cameron

29th. — “Love My Way”

-> Scissoring, Tara Carpenter

30th. — “Suck It Up”

-> Marking + Possessiveness, Love Quinn

31st. — “Body Electric”

-> Cucking + Breeding Kink, Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington

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eds6ngel · 3 months

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Okay but Ronance x Reader where they show you how to get fucked with the strap? Being spread out on the bed, back leaning against Robin’s chest and thighs spread open over Robin’s while Nancy steps into the harness? Robin rubbing lazy circles over your clit as you both watch Nancy? Finally, Nancy leaning over you to fuck you, whilst the woman behind you makes sure to whispers dirty things into your ear and plays with your clit simultaneously?? 💋💋

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double the pleasure ᯓᡣ𐭩°⟡ᝰ.ᐟ

nancy wheeler x afab!reader x robin buckley

summary: when your girlfriend nancy brings out her strap for the first time, you feel a little intimidated. but, from the first feeling, you never wish to part from it again.

warnings: SMUT!! afab!reader. sapphic!reader. poly!reader. threesome. strap-on use. boob play. hickies. soft turned rough. mommy kink. established relationship. poly relationship. sapphic!nancy. ronance. use of pet names (honey, baby, babe.) orgasms for everyone !! some fluff at the end. talks of consent. [1.1k].

a/n: thank you for requesting, babe! absolutely loved the idea of this, so just had to tackle it first in my requests. any poly people, feel free to correct me on inaccuracies !! i don’t identify as poly !!

“I-I’ve never used one before.”

Nancy chuckles at you, a sly grin forming on her face as she shows you the glittery, pink dildo in her hand.

It’s pretty, you have to admit. From your limited knowledge of dicks, you guessed it had to be at least six inches in length, a four inch girth at the least. As you admired the toy, you noticed the small vein on the underside, knowing that would feel good up against your smooth, velvet walls.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m not gonna rush you or anything. Robbie can confirm it feels real good though. Can’t you, Robbie?”

You are laying on top of Robin’s chest, her left arm wrapped around your front as her right hand gently rubs up and down your thigh. Every single word she utters tickling against your neck, each sentence of hers being soothed by the harsh sucking of her teeth against your soft skin. “Oh yeah. It feels so good, baby. Especially when she speeds up. She just knows how to hit all the right spots.”

“And honey,” Nancy directs towards you, your lidded eyes lifting to make eye contact with your girlfriend, “If anything hurts at any time, do not be afraid to let me know, ‘kay? Want this to feel so incredibly good for you.”

“Okay…” you breathlessly let out, Robin’s hand getting dangerously close to your mound.

“Robbie, keep her open for me, ‘kay?” Nancy directs the other girl, “Rub her pretty little clit for me. Make sure she’s nice and wet. Don’t want to break her after all.”

Robin’s movements on your bud are just right. Her actions are lazy, yet firm, putting down just enough pressure for the pleasure to softly sit in the pit of your stomach. Just like you, she is too mesmerised by the sight of Nancy’s long legs stepping into the harness, so delicately and simply tightening the harness around her legs and front.

“Check her for me, Robbie. How wet is she?”

Robin knew exactly what Nancy wished of her, her hand dipping lower as she pushes two fingers into your heat, a choked moan releasing from your mouth. She pushes her fingers to the hilt, curling them slightly before pulling them back out.

As Nancy finishes tightening up the harness, she leans forward to inspect Robin’s fingers. Eyes flicking between the both of you laying down in front of her, she takes them into her mouth, sucking them clean and moaning at the flavour.

“Mmm, I think she’s ready. Such a needy girl, getting wet just at the sight of me and Robin’s poor, little actions.”

Nancy takes her palm and wipes it up your mound, using your slick as lube as she rubs the juices all over her dick.

“Perfect, perfect. Just the right amount. You’re so good for me, baby. So good for us,” she praises, “You ready to take mommy’s dick? I’ll start off slow, I promise.”

You nod ferociously, the movement of Robin’s hand back on your clit so agonisingly slow that you needed that extra dose of pleasure.

And just as you pleaded, Nancy slowly sinks the strap into your pussy, your walls hugging it tightly as she pushes to the hilt.

“Mmm, so fucking good for me, honey. Look at that, Robbie. Look how good our girl took it.”

Nancy slowly pulls out, before pushing all the way back in, creating a steady pace for you to enjoy.

Robin’s breath is still fanning on your neck, her voice low and sultry as she begins to whisper the dirtiest phrases into your ear.

“Taking her dick so well, baby. So perfect for your mommy. Poor pussy cannot let go of her.”

You can’t utter a word back, all that’s escaping your mouth being a guttural “Uh” every time Nancy hit the back of your pussy.

“Think she’s too cockdrunk for us, baby,” Nancy speeds up her pace, her hands coming to massage your perky breasts, “Poor thing can’t even get out a sentence, can you, honey?”

You swallow thickly as Nancy takes your nipple into her mouth, Robin’s fingertips pressing a little deeper on your clit, “F-Feels so good.”

“I know it does, pretty girl,” Nancy replies, bucking her hips in a particular harsh thrust, Robin letting out a gasp herself.

Her thrusts become more rapid, Robin letting out soft moans as she whispers out, “Balls are hitting my clit, babe. Shit!”

“Oh, are they?” she chuckles smugly, “Both my girls getting pleasured at once? What a sight to see.”

The room is filled with grunts, gasps, and moans, the bed creaking loudly with the sheer strength and weight of the three of you, the smell of sweat and sex lingering in the atmosphere.

“N-Nance, baby. Getting close,” you mumble out, Robin’s moaning directly into your ear, her hand struggling to keep a solid pace on your clit, her high slowly building up also.

In a harsh movement, Nancy grabs Robin’s hand from your clit, the other from your waist and pins them either side of her head, hovering over the both of you, hips bucking more frantically, trying to get you both to cum at the same time.

“Pleasure yourself, baby. Get yourself there. Get yourself to cum on mommy’s dick.”

You obey her orders immediately, right hand sneaking down to your clit, rubbing fast circles as your other gripped Nancy’s waist tightly, leaving marks in your movement.

Robin is the first to let go, a sharp whine being let out in your ear as her body shakes beneath you, Nancy grunting, turning into a whine as she bucks wildly into you, pushing you towards the edge.

“Come on, baby. I got you. Cum for mommy. Cum for me.”

And with that demand, you let go, Nancy pounding you through your high, juices coating the pink dildo as she also lets out a squeal, turned loud moan.

Coming down from your highs, Nancy puts her full body weight on top of you, Robin letting herself be crushed by the two of you, settling into a post-orgasm bliss.

“So… how did you find the strap?” Nancy asks you between pants.

You let out a soft giggle in response, “Put that in the regular use box. Gonna need that a lot more often.”

The three of you giggle together as you finally say in a sultry voice, “Although, maybe next time I could try it on.”

And both Nancy and Robin were definitely down for that.

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oneforthemunny · 5 months

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what we do in the shadows |familiar!eddie munson x vampire!reader|

prompt: eddie is your familiar, but sometimes, he can be more than just your supernatural servant.

based off the fx show, what we do in the shadows. a little au version with eddie and the gang from hawkins :)

contains: au. familiar!eddie, vampire!reader. mentions of murder. vampire things. blood. types of vampires (energy vampire lol). mean! bitchy! reader. alludes to smut?? sorta smut but not really but slight dom!reader x sub!eddie. language. minors dni.

“Eddie!”

The muffled screech jolted Eddie from his mundane dusting, the feathered duster falling with a heavy thud onto the dark carpet, dust flying in a cloud at his feet. “Son of a bitch,” Eddie huffed, chains of his belt rattling when he bent, snatching the duster off the rug.

“Eddie! Can you not hear me?” The piercing scream echoed through the hallway, echoing off the dark, wallpapered walls. Eddie knew he needed to hurry, that the banging on the coffin’s lid would come next, your fury following for the rest of the day.

“I’m coming, Mistress!” Eddie’s teeth gritted, sliding down the dim, candlelit halls. How this place had managed to not burn down yet, Eddie wasn’t sure. The three of you were careless enough with the candles, always leaving them burning without a care. He supposed it was his job.

“Eddie! Where the fuck is he?” Your muffled tone came from the coffin, black and dramatic in the middle of the room.

“I’m here, I’m here.” Eddie huffed, pushing his bangs back out of his eyes. He needed a haircut, desperately, but with his new career, he supposed that wouldn’t happen anytime soon.

“Finally,” You growled. Eddie was met with your glowing amber eyes narrowing in predatory rage when he lifted the coffin’s heavy lid. “Do you know how long I’ve been waiting?” You snapped.

“I’m sorry.” Eddie nodded, swallowing back a snapping comment. “I was dusting down the hall, and I lost track of-”

“-Nevermind.” You snapped, rising quickly into a standing position. “Help me down. I have much to do today.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Eddie stood to the side, offering his hand for you to take as you climbed down. He always wondered why you insisted on being helped out, as if you couldn’t fly out, snap your fingers and be wherever you wanted to be. It was symbolic, he decided, a way to ensure that he knew his place.

Your hand slid into his. His skin tickled when you brushed your long, claw-like nails that were freshly painted every Tuesday. He’d gotten very good at it, Eddie thought. A hiss fell through the room, your hand pulled back with a sizzling burn, teeth bared towards him in threat.

“What- Eddie! What have I told you about those rings?” You pointed accusingly at his rings- silver. It was a habit, to slip them on in the morning, one he hadn’t broken yet. “Are you trying to hurt me?”

“No, no.” Eddie shook his head frantically, tugging the rings off, shoving them in his pocket. “I’m sorry. I-I forgot-”

“-I’m sure you did.” You rolled your eyes, lips pursed in displeasure. “Don’t let it happen again. I burn myself again on those cursed things, and you’ll not have a hand to put them on anymore. Understand?” You clipped, nose in the air as you climbed down, nails digging into his skin just enough to solidify the threat.

“Yes, Mistress.” Eddie swallowed, following the commanding sway of your hips. “I won’t let it happen again.”

“Good.” You chirped. There it was. The whirlwind that was your emotions. Mood swings, Eddie never understood why they called them that until he met you. How you would go from raging to sweet in the bat of an eye. Maybe it came with being a vampire.

“Get my dress.” You waved your hand, the heavy mahogany closet door flinging open with ease.

“Which one were you wanting today?” Eddie swallowed his agitated sigh.

It had been a rough couple of days, the three- fuck, four, of his new found ‘roommates’ had been on a bender of sorts. A bender that would put the rockstars he idolized in high school to shame, much more metal than them. It was fun, Eddie would admit, but it was tiresome. Especially when he was still very much human, and so very exhausted.

“The black one.” You hummed, looking into a mirror you couldn’t see yourself in. Habit, of course, even after all these years.

“They’re all black, Mistress.” Eddie gritted, eyes pinching closed.

“The one with the long sleeves.” You waved him off. “You know the one I like.”

And he did. Eddie knew most everything about you at this point. Which dress you liked, your preference of food source, how many candles you liked lit at a time.

Eddie pushed through the racks, stopping when he saw the velvet garment. It was what you were wearing when he first met you. At the Hideout, where he was still bussing tables, hoping to finally get a weekend gig. You strolled in, magnetic from the moment his eyes laid eyes on you. So… intriguing in your tight velvet dress, fastened with a corset that held you up and in beautifully. Initially, he’d went to try and ask you out, and you’d humored his attempts because you were hungry. Then, after a few hours of conversation, you both decided he’d be a better Familiar than a meal.

“Eddie,” You hissed, breath whistling through your fangs. The sound never failed to make Eddie’s spine tingle, hair raising on the back of his neck in fear. “Have you hit your head? Is that it?”

“No,” Eddie grumbled, pushing the wooden hangers.

“Then what is it? Hm? Why are you dragging your feet today?” You snapped, hands curling around your hips.

“My apologies, Mistress.” Eddie huffed. “I’m just- nevermind. Here. I found it.” Eddie pulled the lacy material, hanging sleeves and bouts of black fabric out of the closet, hanging it on the door for you.

“No, finish what you were going to say.” Your eyes narrowed into his, commanding, but lacking the usual tone of challenge and threat. “You’re what?”

“It’s nothing. I’m fine. Do you need help zipping up this one-”

“-No, answer me, Eddie.” You lifted a finger towards him. “Do not make me use compulsion. I know how groggy and moody you get after it, and I have many plans for today. I’d rather not, but if you’re not going to comply, then I will be forced to-”

“-You don’t have to- Fuck, I’m just tired.” Eddie’s shoulders slumped in defeat, running a hand over his face. “I didn’t sleep much last night.”

“Why?” Your head tilted, lips pursed in curiosity, reaching for the dress before sliding behind the dressing curtain.

“Because,” Eddie tried to focus on the carpet, on the candle wax that dripped off the table, anywhere but the curtain you were behind though he ached for even a silhouetted sliver of your frame. “I just couldn’t sleep.”

“Maybe you should get a coffee?” You peaked over the bamboo wood, a brow lifting in… playfulness?

“I think Robin has the lock box in her room. Ask her for it and go get yourself one.” As if draining a victim of their blood wasn’t enough, Eddie’s career consisted of stealing from them too. It always left him feeling a little uneasy, guilty, robbing the deceased.

“I’m alright. I just need a second to wake up.” Eddie muttered, heel of his palm pressing to his eyes, rubbing so hard he saw stars.

“Fine, but I better not hear one yawn during the house meeting.” You glared, stepping out from behind the dressing curtain. “You know how that irks me. Zip me.”

Eddie stood, one hand holding the top together, pulling the zipper slowly up your spine, finger brushing over your spine. Your skin was cold, like ice, a chilling reminder of what you truly were.

“Last chance.” You turned, swiping your shoes from the floor, discarded from the night before. “Before I go and wake the others.”

“I’m fine.” Eddie nodded softly, lips curling with the hinting of a smile. “Thank you.”

Your lips pursed, shifting at the sudden gratitude. He knew you were about to say something mean, put him down to establish your own dominance, you were predictable that way. “Don’t thank me,” You scoffed. “It’s not for you. I don’t want to hear your yawning.” You scoffed, eyes rolling hard towards him, before you were stomping down the creaking wooden planks of the hall.

The Creel Mansion was still standing strong, despite its abandoned looking exterior. It had been your refuge for years, decades even, since Victor had first brought you there. It was his house before, but now all that remained of him was a portrait at the end of the hall, half covered by a black veil you refused to let Eddie move.

“Robin!” Your shrill tone made Eddie wince, ears ringing at the pitch. “Nancy!”

“What?” Robin groaned, her voice muffled with sleep from the door of her coffin, which you pulled open, uncaring of disrupting her slumber. “What- Why?”

“House meeting. Hurry, before he gets home.” You muttered, turning over your shoulder towards Eddie. “Eddie, go check downstairs. Make sure he didn’t slip in early.”

Eddie nodded, grabbing a small handheld lantern- a gift from you. He kept burning himself with the candle opera you’d gifted him, and when he wasn’t searing his skin off with the flame, he was turning to quickly and extinguishing all the flames. You told him it was because he’d wake you up with his fumbling in the dark. When you’d included the batteries with the small lantern, Eddie was convinced it was because you were growing a soft spot for him.

A creaking of a door had Eddie jumping, looking through the flickering flames with his bright plastic lantern. “Uh, hey,” Eddie stepped closer. “Anyone there?”

The silence was an eerie answer, Eddie swinging the lantern around. It was times like this, he really wished that the electricity still worked, that he could flick a light on, and see what was lurking in the shadows. The dining room appeared empty, a few spider webs and lots of dust, but lack of any danger Eddie could see.

“Looking for something?”

“Jesus Christ! What the fuck-” Eddie jumped, nearly dropping his lantern, tripping over his own feet to scatter away from the figure in front of him.

“Did I scare ya?” Jonathan’s lips curled in a half smile, standing rigidly in the doorway. “You know, they say if you get scared easily, you’re not living right. That’s a saying that’s been repeated and found all throughout history. In Christianity, oddly enough, is where they-”

“-Alright, Jonathan. I got it.” Eddie lifted a hand, his heart still hammering. He could feel his lids beginning to droop, eyes starting to gloss over the way they always did when Jonathan ‘fed’. A shitty excuse for a vampire, Eddie thought, What the fuck even is a psychic vampire?

“Oh,” Your face fell, contorting into a grimace when you came down the steps. “Jonathan, you are home early today.”

“Yes, I decided to come home early today.” Jonathan droned in a painful monotone that had your shoulders tensing. “I didn’t want to miss the house meeting.”

“Wonderful.” You grimaced, looking at Eddie with an annoyed sneer. He fought back a snicker, turning to the bat down a cobweb that he missed. You could be funny at times, when you wanted.

“I know you three tried to hide it from me, but you always talk too loud. You forget the walls are thin. Which reminds me, did you know that back in the early nineteen-hundreds when this house was first built, that architects of that time used-”

“-Yes, Jonathan. Please, shut the fuck up.” Robin groaned, falling into the leather armchair.

“Jonathan, I really can’t humor you today.” Nancy glared at him lightly. “You know the rules, if you’re going to be in a house meeting with us, you can’t feed off of us.”

“I know.” Jonathan lifted his hands. “Sorry, I can’t help myself.” He turned to Eddie with a grin. “Guess it’s just you I’ll be feeding from.”

“Not from my Familiar either, Jonathan.” You snapped, teeth baring in territorial threat. “Eddie is off limits.” Eddie’s chest swelled with pride, chin tipping towards the floor, hoping it would hide his blush.

“Why are we even having a house meeting?” Robin rolled her eyes, the bags under her eyes especially prominent from lack of slumber.

“Because,” You hissed, shoulders tight with annoyance. “You three need to get your own familiar.”

Robin scoffed, Nancy rolling her eyes in agreement. “What?”

“You three always call for Eddie to do everything, and it distracts him from me.” You jabbed a sharp nail into your chest. “I need him to be attentive to my needs, not yours. Go get your own familiar.”

“Oh, please-”

“-We only ask him to do a few things that should already be done-”

“-I have to agree with Rob and Nance on this one.” Jonathan lifted a finger.

“Do not call me that.” Nancy hissed, her teeth baring in the dull light of the room.

“Nan?” Jonathan turned, eyes lighting up though his expression stayed neutral, the way it always did when he was feeding.

“Ok,” You lifted your hands, stopping the attack Nancy was about to launch. “Find your own familiar. Eddie is my familiar, and is to attend to me exclusively.”

“I’m sure he does.” Robin muttered, Nancy’s snicker making your ears burn- well, it would, if they still could. Eddie’s cheeks did burn a bright red, shifting at the innuendo.

Your eyes narrowed, a threatening glare that neither of your roommates seemed phased by, only furthering your irritation. A sharp snap of your fingers, heavy soled steps clicking down the hall, and Eddie was following you.

“Idiots,” You hissed, flinging the door open. “All of them. I should’ve told them no, that they’d have to find their own nest, but oh no. I had to feel fucking generous and kind that day.”

Eddie stood in your doorway, hands rubbing down the material of his jeans, unsure of what to say, what to do. His eyes on you, waiting for your next command, for you to tell him what you were wanting, what you were thinking.

“Are you just going to stand there?” You huffed, a lashing tone that had Eddie jumping.

“No, wha-what do you need me to do?” Eddie stammered, uneasy with the glare you were giving him, so menacing. He knew better, or at least he thought he did, that you wouldn’t hurt him. You’d chosen him to be your Familiar for a reason… right?

“I don’t know, something?” You scoffed, eyes rolling back over his frame. “Maybe start with changing your clothes. We’re going out tonight and I’m not being seen with you in that.”

Eddie’s lips pursed, jaw grinding tight. He’d blame the lack of sleep on his agitation. “What do you want me to wear then, Mistress?” Eddie’s tone was bitter, toying on the edge of annoyance.

“Who are you speaking to-”

“-You.” Eddie snapped, shocking both of you. There was a pause, realization washing over the two of you. “I just- I like what I have on, ok?” Eddie’s tone was softer, looking down at his ripped jeans and holey band tee. “It’s what people from this century wear.”

Your lips rolled, flattening into a furious line. For a moment, Eddie thought you might pounce- fully preparing himself for the hiss, the baring of teeth, to feel his throat being ripped from his neck. Instead, you simply huffed, turning on your foot.

“Fine.” A quipping, positively moody huff of a reply came. In that moment, you sounded petulant, human.

“If you insist on wearing mauled clothing, then so be it.” You shrugged, a snarl still pulling on the edge of your lips.

“Thank you.” Eddie nodded, swallowing down the tremble in his throat. “And, uh, thank you for before, too.” You turned, brow lifted in intrigue. “For- During the meeting.”

“I didn’t do that for you.” Your reply was quick, teetering on defensive. “I did that for myself. I can’t wait for you because they’re too lazy to go out and compel their own Familiar.”

“Right.” Eddie’s shoulders slumped in defeat. He gave up, ready to throw the towel in. Clearly, you were set on your mood and there would be no changing it. No swaying it with charming kindness today.

“I’m going to go.” Eddie stepped towards the door. “I’ll go dust or something. Just let me know when you’re ready to go-”

“-No.” Your voice echoed through the halls, bouncing off the walls, a sense of urgency that had Eddie freezing.

You wrung your hands in front of you, anxiously. “No, just- stay in here.”

Eddie frowned. “You just told me to go do something.”

“I know,” You huffed. “But, just stay in here with me. Robin and Nancy won’t be ready for hours, and… and if you go down there Jonathan will try to feed and drain you, and-”

Eddie recognized the ramble in your tone, a sliver of humanity breaking through the cracks of your cold, monstrous exterior. It was rare, you to turn soft like this- needy, but Eddie knew why you did it. He knew what you wanted.

“Fine.” Eddie nodded, stepping into your bedroom, shutting the door carefully so the candles didn’t blow out.

A lingering pause fell between the two of you, thick with an uncomfortable but familiar tension. Routine but an oddity all the same.

“What do you want me to do in here, hm?” Eddie’s voice dropped, slow steps across the hardwood towards you. “Just sit here and stare at you.”

“No,” Your chest tightened. It had been years since your heart had beat, but you swore Eddie could make it skip. “Surely, there’s something better that we could do to pass the time.” You declared, voice a little shaky with desperation to regain your control.

“Yeah? What do you have in mind?” Eddie’s lips curled in a smirk, his face near inches from yours. “I’m at your service, Mistress.”

Your body tingled with heat, the only warmth you craved, the only warmth you needed. You were shocked, when you first transitioned to your undead state, that this feeling didn’t go away. If anything, it grew stronger.

“I think you know what I have in mind.” You glared at him, half heartedly. “Don’t make me beg, or I’ll make you beg later.”

“I would never, Mistress.” Your thighs twitched, Eddie’s hands sliding over the lacy material of your dress, the swell of your hips. “I’m your faithful servant. You just tell me what you want- whatever you need.”

“Hm,” You breathed slowly, your body closing in with him, chest to chest. Your nails raked over the etched skin of his forearms, dragging a sharp nail up his neck, to his jaw. Eddie shuddered, fingers sinking into your waist

Your lip grazed over his, mouth parting just barely, your fangs hovering over his bottom lip teasingly. Eddie swallowed back a moan that you didn’t miss. Your eyes met his, darker now- nearly black, the way they always darkened when you got like this. Aroused and needy, entirely hungry for something.

“You’ve got to be quiet this time.” You gave him a pointed look. “They heard last time. They’re starting to catch on.”

“Sorry.” Eddie swallowed, nose brushing over yours. He wanted to press his hand to the back of your head, kiss you with an urgency, but he knew better. That wasn’t how you liked it. Oh no, you liked the anticipation, the adrenaline filled excitement that came with teasing.

“Who cares if they know anyways?” Eddie muttered brainlessly, eyes glossing when they met yours. “What’s so wrong with it?”

“It’s unnatural.” You whispered. “Complicated.”

“What’s so complicated about it?” Eddie scoffed lightly, hand sliding up your spine, towards your zipper. “You’re turning me into a vampire anyways, right? Why’s it matter?”

You hesitated, breath hitching and ghosting over his lip, chilling him. “It’s just- it makes things difficult now.” You stammered, fingers sliding through his hair. “I don’t want to talk about that now.” Your thumbs pressed lightly to his temples, his eyes meeting yours.

“For now,” You purred, lips curling in a small grin. “I think you should thank me again, but this time,” Your nose brushed over his. “By letting me sit on your face. That seems fair, right? You thank me, I keep you quiet- a win-win.”

Eddie blushed, lips spreading in a wide grin. “Yes, Mistress.”

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natti-ice · 5 months

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18+ mdni

Based on this p!link

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated<3

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Your girl teasing your red, swollen, sensitive clit with her nipple as you writhe underneath her, the pleasure sends shivers down your body as you let out loud pitiful whimpers. She praises you for how good you’re taking her torment, she loves seeing you struggle against the orgasm building in your body.

#natti’s 18+#p!link #emily prentiss x reader #jennifer jareau x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #sarah cameron x reader #penelope garcia x reader #tara lewis x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader

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dearharriet · 8 months

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I Want Your Video; Steve Harrington x Reader 📼

summary: steve always takes care of you on a night out.

word count: 1.4K

warnings: drinking, smoking, swearing, fem!reader, fluff

a/n: inspired by a djo song with the same title. i’m such a sucker for steve <3

“I ‘ave to go t’the bathrooom,” you tell Steve, holding tight to the hot skin of his bicep. In a drunken stupor, your thumb swipes sweetly over it once, unable to resist.

His other arm, the one you’re not holding to, has your clutch tucked under it. It’s unclear if he’s being gentlemanly or if he’s monitoring your intake. He certainly didn’t take Nancy’s or Robin’s. Or Argyle’s belly bag.

“‘Kay, be safe,” Steve says, patting your elbow. He looks a touch hot, red-cheeked and a little damp around the edges. Dancing must’ve made a mess of you if he looks so disheveled from just standing and talking. You furrow your brows.

“Come with me?” Pouting, your grip slides down to take his hand, but he pulls away.

“Uh—maybe Nance or Rob should do that.”

He says it like such a request is verboten. You look back towards Nance and Robin, relentlessly moving on the dance floor.

“They won’t go with meeee—“ you whine, and then simper when he sighs in defeat.

Steve steers you toward the stairwell that leads down to the toilets. While you weave through the crowds, he stays behind you, a steadying force at your back.

The stairwell is much cooler than the bar. It’s a relief to suck in air that’s not muggy with sweat and beer. At the bottom of the dingey stairs a couple is draped over one another talking closely, and nearer to the bathroom there’s a trio of people sharing a smoke and waiting. Steve and you take up residence just next to them. The concrete wall is cooling on your hot back and it elicits a sigh.

“Having fun?” Steve asks, facing you with his arms crossed and a shoulder leant on the wall. Your clutch is shoved in his front pocket like a miniature Bible.

“Uh-huh.” You nod with exaggerated windedness. “Wish you’d dance with me, though.”

The bathroom door clicks open and a guy comes out, nodding awkwardly at all seven heads turned his way. The queue dwindles to three again—plus Steve, who is smiling at you apologetically.

“Nah, you wouldn’t wanna see me dance. I tend to intimidate people with how skilled I am.”

A laugh bubbles out of you. “Ohhh, right,” you nod. “Must be hard, having all that talent. And you’re s’busy keepin’ me sober.” You speak so fast the words slur on the way out, and Steve chuckles teasingly.

“I’m doin’ a shit job, aren’t I? You’re in a state already.” He reaches out and brushes your arm when he says this, his knuckles leaving goosebumps behind them. When he pulls his hand back he’s grown more sincere. “Who said I’m keeping you sober? I’ve let you drink all you want.”

“You let me,” you tease, “But you’re keeping my wallet. And you’ve been watching me all night.”

“Yeah, well.” He looks defensive. “Someone’s gotta have your back.”

The bathroom door opens again, and the line shrinks even more. You pick the conversation right back up.

“What ‘bout Nance and Rob? And the guys?” Turning toward Steve, your arms cross so you’re mirroring him. “They’ve all got their wallets.”

“They’ve got each other, too.” Steve playfully swings at your shoulder, and you take the hit willingly. “Who’s got you, huh, rockstar?”

A smile splits your face with glee at the nickname. You step closer and you’re about to answer—you, you’ve got me—when Steve clears his throat.

You frown, and Steve smiles, juts his chin toward the bathroom door. It’s empty, you realize, and Steve and you are alone. It seems the third member of the bathroom trio was only company, like Steve.

“You know what to do,” Steve mutters, and you reluctantly peel away from the wall.

“Oh, wait!” You whip around and offer a hand out for your wallet. Steve gives it over wordlessly, and then you’re locking the door behind you.

As suspected, you look a mess. Your hair is frizzed and a touch tangled. Dark mauve eyeliner has smoked itself out—all over your undereye—and your cheeks are red and dampened with sweat.

Despite it all, you feel good. You brought your clutch so you could touch up your lipstick, and you do, but you don’t need to. It’s almost like what Steve said; You’re a rockstar. You look like one, anyway.

After washing your hands, the only thing you do to your appearance is fluff your hair up even more, playing up this smudged version of your original look.

It feels impossibly easy to grin at Steve once you emerge from the bathroom. Steve laughs.

“Why do I feel like you got more drunk while you were in there?”

You tighten your smile primly. “Not drunker, just better looking.”

Steve pulls his brows together almost painfully, his features unreadable. You saunter over to him anyways, stepping into his bubble. His full back is pressed to the wall now, a leg kicked up, and you’re as close as you can get without being thigh-to-knee. Steve’s nervous eyes scan you.

“Want me to take that?” Steve points to your clutch. You nod, but ignore the hand he has waiting for you. Feeling bold, you reach around him and tuck it into his back pocket. Your chests meet, and then crush closer as you both gasp. Pulling away feels suddenly impossible, so you don't, and Steve doesn’t make you. He licks his lips.

“Y’didn’t lock the door,” he mumbles, but your brain jumbles as his hand smooths over your ribs.

“Hmm?” You can’t be bothered with words, feeling more intoxicated by his touch than the three drinks in your system.

Steve rubs a small circle over your side. “The bathroom door,” he says softly, “it stayed on vacant the whole time.”

Oh, yeah. It had. Your mouth pops open, and then you shoot him a wry grin.

“Whoops.”

Steve’s responding head shake is exasperated but fond.

“You trust me too much,” he sighs.

It’s not a joke. A string of insecurity holds the sentence together, and you know what it is. It’s easy to see that he knows, too. Moving closer, committing to the embrace you’ve found yourself in, you pin Steve with a sincere stare.

“Do I?” It’s excessively rhetorical, stilling any rebuttal he has. Steve purses his lips together, and then glances at yours. You toe up ever so slightly, in anticipation. Both of Steve’s hands are on you now, though they’re holding your arms, keeping you at bay.

“We can’t,” Steve whispers, glancing at the stairwell, and you realize the bar is still upstairs with all of your friends. They’d probably come looking soon, vying for another round, another dance. You look to the stairwell too, and then to the other side of the hall, and back to Steve.

“Yet here we are.” The murmur is sultry, luring Steve closer, tempting his hand to wind into the soft hair at the nape of your neck.

“Here we are,” Steve repeats, and then your lips are abruptly too occupied by his to respond.

Steve’s hand that’s not gripping your neck winds over your shoulders, keeping you close. His nose crushes to your cheek as he drags his mouth over yours again and again.

A part of you—the same part that’s observing how good of a kisser he is—can’t believe you’re mouth to mouth with the Steve Harrington from high school. The other half, probably the truer half, knows it’s been a long time coming. Years of patching up and skirting around each other, protecting each other because you had to, and now taking care of each other because you wanted to. Because no one else would.

When you separate, you’re both breathless and effervescent. Steve is staring at you like you hung the moon.

“You’re so beautiful,” he coos, his thumb caressing the rosy apple of your cheek. Steve has a way of marrying sincerity and charm, and it needles at your heart ruthlessly.

You beam and kiss him again as a thank you.

“Think you might be glowing,” he continues, speaking right into your mouth. His teeth clack against yours as the kiss grows too smiley for its own good.

“You look pretty, too,” you goad, tracing his lips. “Cherry’s a good look on you.”

Steve pinches his brow and then notices your smeared lipstick.

“Aw, come on.”

You laugh and help him wipe it off, but when you return to the bar later, Argyle still complements Steve’s beautiful makeup.

thank you for reading ! my requests are open :)

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#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fic #steve Harrington x you #steve Harrington imagine #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington x y/n fluff #steve harrington x fem #Steve Harrington x reader fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve the hair harrington #stranger things #argyle #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #king steve

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robinsno1lesbian · 1 year

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Hehehe i thought of a way older!nancy would fit into the neighbor!robin AU and im thinking like nancy is friends with both readers parents and Robin, I’m thinking like readers mom is also a journalist and works with nancy and well Robin obviously knows nancy.

But like she starts coming around to readers house more and accidentally walks in on Robin and reader🫣🫣 and Robin is like freaking out because her best friend just walked in on her and her neighbors daughter, but instead Nancy points out something Robin is doing wrong, like reader is possibly bound/being choked and Nancy points out some safety issues and well…the rest is history 🫣

neighbor!robin x nancy wheeler x fem!reader

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!!) , makeshift handcuffs, implied threesome, fingering, strap-ons, idk if that's a tw really but reader and robin get caught

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: literally screaming right now vix OH MY GOD- idk if this is still considered a drabble but enjoy <33 (also smut right below the cut so beware of that)

robin loves to make you scream.

and with how she’s pounding into you right now, you’ve got every reason to.

your arms are tied to your headboard, right above your head. you can’t move and you can hardly see, tears streaming down the side of your face. trails of mascara run down your cheeks, all because of how good it feels to be fucked mindless by robin buckley.

her belt has been wrapped around your arms multiple times, before she has tied it to your bed. you can hardly move like that, with no other choice left but to take all she’s giving you.

and god, she’s giving you plenty.

“oh my god robin, fuck”

her skilled fingers flick your clit before they return to your entrance, meeting no resistance at all as she dips them into you. your head falls back and your back arches when two of her fingers penetrate you. her digits are slim and long -much longer than yours- reaching depths you could never reach on your own.

you’re quite literally squirming beneath her, your body moving against her hand while she’s fucking you into literal oblivion.

you have lost all track of time, that’s how good she is making you feel. it must have been hours since she first entered your room and the aftershocks of your previous orgasms are still rippling through you.

and now your third one of the afternoon is about to flood your veins. the hot coil is already tightening in your lower abdomen, the sensation so good your eyes roll back in your head.

“f-fuck robin i’m almost- i-“ you cry. “you’re- you’re gonna make me cum again robin-“

but before she can push you over the edge by just one more thrust of her fingers, the door to your room flies open and you’re completely taken aback.

you're on the edge of cumming and yet your brain is no longer foggy with the build-up of your orgasm. you are thinking crystal clear now, fully capable of understanding that you and robin have been caught.

robin notices right after you do. she immediately jumps back and throws a blanket over your exposed lower body, leaving your breasts on full display to whoever has walked in on you.

“holy shit i- i’m so sorry”

the voice causes your head to spin; it is one you recognize. a voice you know all too well.

the person standing in your doorway is nancy wheeler.

of course, it is nancy: the two of you were supposed to meet up today. realization dawns on you, it truly must have been several hours of this.

and now you're spread out on your bed, hands still tied above your head, without a chance to cover yourself or robin. truth be told, there is no way to excuse what you've been doing.

"nancy oh my god" robin jumps up to stand in front of the bed, trying to get in the way of nancy's gaze. "this isn't- i can explain"

the sound of robin's voice is so unfamiliar. you've never seen her this freaked out, this scared. "look we- i mean i-" her voice is trembling now and even though you can't see her face from where you're laying, you know fear must be written all over it. never has she ever been this way around you.

"jesus buckley" you could be mistaken but is that amusement in nancy wheeler's voice? "don't worry about it" nancy's heels click against the floor when she steps closer. something in robin's posture changes too, like tension is released from her body. "i-" "shh" nancy hushes and cuts her off. she's standing right in front of robin now, staring up at here calmly. "i wanna show you something" her gaze meets yours for a second. "is that okay?" your throat has gone dry and it takes all your strength to speak up. "y-yeah" immediately, she looks back up at robin. "see the way you've tied her to the bed?" something about her words, about her being here and not minding one bit, does things to you that you can't seem to wrap your head around. you want robin, you know that now. but nancy? you didn't think your little sexuality crisis could get any worse than this. and yet...the way she's looking up at robin and her eyes keep glaring over at you...it makes you want her in ways you've only ever wanted robin before.

the question seems to catch robin off guard, as if she had expected something entirely different.

"uhm-yeah" she nods after giving your makeshift handcuffs a quick glance. "fun but...you can do better than that robin"

"what?" "listen" she crosses her arms. "i can walk out of that door and pretend this never happened. i can forget about this if that's what you want. pretend like i don't see the way you've looked at each other before..." nancy taps her index finger against her chin as if in thought.

"or you allow me to help" you don't even bother to stop yourself from nodding, causing both robin and nancy to look at you. "you want this?" robin questions. she grins sheepishly and you know she has already made up her mind. "y-yeah"

nancy steps next to robin and leans forward, her arms resting both of her palms on your footboard. "what is it that you want?" you watch when robin crosses her arms, tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek. she wants a show and you're willing to give her that.

"ruin me"

that is how you end up on your front, with your head pressed against the many pillows on your bed. both of your hands have been tied behind your back by nancy who is now kneeling right behind robin. robin, who is currently pounding into you at a brutal pace, both hands on your hips. you can't see either of them, but you can hear their voices. "see? that's much better isn't it?" nancy mumbles. "she's taking it so well too, god-"

"isn't she?" robin leans forward, causing the strap to sink even deeper into you. her front is pressing down on you, her lips the closest to your ear they could be. "such a good girl" "please" you babble. "please please please" all while you're throwing your hips back against her over and over again, fucking yourself on the strap. "i think she wants us" nancy chuckles. "and i think we should give her what she's begging for, don't you robin?"

#neighbor!robin x reader #older!neighbor!robin x reader #robin buckley x nancy wheeler x reader #robinsno1lesbian drabbles #robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #ronance x reader

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xmalfoyweasleyx · 2 years

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STRANGER THINGS - PORN LINKS (twitter)

Warning: 18+!!!, pornlinks

links for Steve, Nancy, Eddie and Robin, because why not

Steve Harrington

— Teasing Steve after a fight

— Fucking after he climbs through your window

— Steve can’t stop fingering you

— Him fucking you passionatly in the shower

— Steve breeding you all night long

— Making you ride him but he can’t resist fucking you

Nancy Wheeler

— Nancy comforting you after a stressful day

— “studying” with Nancy

— Playing with Nancy and a strap-on

— Rubbing your pussies

Eddie Munson

— Rough fuck with Eddie

— Eddie loves seeing your face when he fucks you hard

— Eating your pussy like his last meal

— Playing with his hole while fucks you

— Eddie loves choking you

Robin Buckley

— Robin fucks you with a strap-on

— Robin fingering you

— Playing with Robin in the backroom when you visit her at work

— Robin got you a toy

#p link #stranger things #stranger things p link #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #robin buckley #steve harrington smut #stranger things smut #eddie munson smut #robin buckley smut #nancy wheeler smut #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader

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lovebugism · 2 years

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☄. *. ⋆ ┄ How The Gang™ Eats Pussy !

summary: the title is pretty self-explanatory, don't ya think? pairing: the gang™ / f!reader warnings: oral sex (r!receiving) 18+ mdni! a/n: uhh.. happy new year! what better way to start of 2023 than some good ol' fashioned smut? it's been a long time since i've posted any of my writing here so pls be gentle i'm literally so sensitive (but if you have any thoughts or requests feel free to send them here!)

steve !

he’s so so desperate to please

it stems from his reputation as king steve™ i think

like he wants to prove himself so bad even though you’re already head over heels for him

he’s constantly checking in on you

asking you if like it and if he’s doing alright

so when you say yes (because you will say yes) he redoubles his effort

he’s a total sucker for praise

it’s also totally on brand that he’s exponentially good at it

it almost makes you jealous because you’re like how many times have you done this????

but he makes you feel so good you don’t even care

it only takes a couple of times before he’s completely in tune with your body

he always starts off slow and teasing

wants to wind you up until you snap

he knows exactly where to touch you to wring your orgasm out of you

and it comes so gut-wrenchingly slow before hitting you all at once

he’s definitely the kind of guy who’ll talk you through it

“yep, there it is. c’mon, cum for me, you can do it. come on, show me how good you can be. uh-huh. thaaat’s my girl”

he makes you come so hard you cry

and he moans with his mouth on you

because he gets off getting you off

loves getting on his knees for you

and having one of your legs folded over his shoulder

so he can pull you closer by your ass

gets so into it that he won’t stop until you make him

like you have to physically pull him up by his hair

definitely a chronic hand holder™

he’ll have you on your back with his face sandwiched between your thighs

and when your legs start to shake he’ll reach for your hands

“here. hold my hands. let me make you feel good.”

but he won’t let go of you when you come

he’ll keep going as your first orgasm fades into a second, much stronger one

and you can’t stop it or push him away because he’s holding onto your hands

you just have to let it happen and it feels so good

that kind of pleasure you wanna chase and run away from all at once

and after he just smiles up at you with the lower half of his face glistening with you

“see? i knew you could do it.”

eddie !

absolutely loves a woman in charge

would definitely rather you sit on his face and ride his tongue

he’ll make you cum once that way before flipping you over and making you cum again with your legs wrapped around his neck

and he’s so fucking smug

he’s just smirking the entire time

always wants you to say his name

especially when you cum

keeps eye contact the entire time

will look directly at you while he spits on your pussy

and grins when it makes your eyes roll back in your head

if he’s feeling particularly dominant he’ll stop whenever you look away

“c’mon, look at me, sweetheart. can’t keep going until i see those eyes… there we go.”

he’s a little overeager sometimes

sloppy and aggressive when he gets really into it

sometimes you have to be like “whoa, slow down, tiger. we’ve got all night”

and he just smirks at you like “yeah, we do”

then you’re eating your words because best believe he will go all night

he’s also got a massive praise kink

and loves when you tell him how good you feel

bc he’s not all that experienced

and he likes to know he’s not the Worst at eating pussy

especially if you have more experience bc he wants to be the best for you

and he Will absolutely brag about it to anyone that will hear when you tell him no one’s ever made you cum so hard before

he’s also super duper vocal

he loves the way you taste and will 100% tell you

pussy spreader supreme™

just loves to take a minute to look at you before ravishing you

and you hate it because you feel so vulnerable

but he’s so obsessed with you “god, you have the prettiest pussy i’ve ever seen”

and he's not even saying it to make you feel good necessarily

he's basically just talking to himself

will smile and laugh like a cheeky little shit when he makes you cum

can be a little bit patronizing but in the eddie munson kinda way

“i thought you said you couldn’t cum again? what happened to that, huh?”

you’ll also have to pull him off of you or else he’ll keep going

he could absolutely eat your pussy for hours if you let him

robin !

definitely has zero experience eating pussy

like maybe she’s tried to learn by watching porn

but definitely has no idea what she’s doing

she’s a little shy at first and is constantly look to you for reassurance

wants you to tell her what to do

“go down a little bit… a little to the left— yeah, shit, right there”

and once she finds that sweet spot she’ll work at it until you come

she’s super duper gentle at first

but once she gains confidence, good luck

will give you 1000000% when her mouth is on you

like even when her neck starts to hurt from the angle, she will not stop until you cum

she’ll talk a lot and compliment you the entire time

and will say anything that comes to mind no matter how dirty it is

“god, you’re so wet” “you taste so good, i didn’t know a person could taste this good” “you’re pussy is perfect. i honestly didn’t think you could get any prettier”

she doesn’t even know what she’s saying half the time

but it literally drives you crazy

also the sound of her voice is sexy enough to make you cum

and you’re constantly begging her to talk dirty to you

“please, talk to me” you’ll whine

and after the first few times she’ll know what you mean but still play coy

“i am talking to you” she’ll say with an wide eyes all innocent

but yeah she’s more than happy to do it because 1. she can’t shut up to save her life and 2. she knows how quickly it’ll drive you to your breaking point

wants you to pull at her hair and steer her wherever you want her to go and bury her face between your legs

is not against you sitting on her face

even though the idea scares you a little

like you don’t want to hurt her or break her neck or something

she’s just like “if i die eating your pussy, i will die the happiest woman alive”

and you believe her

nancy !

so in my head she’s, like, freshly out

and hasn’t eaten a girl out before

though she has dreamed about it many, many times

but when she goes down on you, it’s like she’s a professional

bc she’s a perfectionist and can’t ever half-ass anything

she’s 100% tactical and sees it as her goal to make you come

so she’ll throw herself wholly into doing just that

will call your pussy her pussy because yeah

i see her as being a little bit rough too

so there are constantly bruises and crescent-shaped marks left on your thighs and hips from her nails

which she keeps trimmed just so she can finger you <3

there’s biting too because she loves the feeling of your skin between her teeth

won’t do it enough to hurt you per se, just enough to leave a mark

she uses just enough teeth to drive you crazy

sucks your clit into her mouth at the same time she drives her fingers into your g-spot

she’ll also spank directly on your clit to drive you towards another (second, third, fourth?) orgasm

she can get nasty with it if she wants

and will eat you out as a way to get what she wants

if you’re upset at her, she Will go down on you

partly as an apology but also because she knows you won’t be mad at her after

bc it’s impossible to be after she’s made you cum so hard you can’t feel your legs

i see her more into praising you than you praising her

she’ll compliment you the whole way through

but it’s also a little bit condescending

“oh look at you, always so pretty and wet for me, aren’t you? this is all it takes? just me touching you? seriously?”

and i see her loving to have her hair tugged at

but like also

she doesn’t like to be told what to do

so if you’re pulling her closer to you or trying to pull her away, she’ll definitely punish you

“what did i tell you about touching me, huh? that’s not what good girls do, right? now, i’m gonna make you come and i’m not gonna stop until i see tears. touch me again and you won’t come again for another week, got it?”

maybe i’m just projecting but i can see her definitely having a mommy kink

and still has an air of dominance about her even when she’s making you feel good

she’ll sense you getting close and will command that you cum for her

her voice is so soft and gentle but she isn’t asking you to cum she demanding that you do

and definitely gets off on working your body to its breaking point

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iheartdoll · 1 month

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Audio Recommendations 12

You find the dorky guy now in college is he got hotter (kinda giving Eddie)

"Honey, stay in school" (Age play)

Your selfish husband abandons you during your vacation so you have a threesome (MF4F)

"Both? Both is good" (there's one VERY deep voice, but the story is good and does the job) (MM4F)

Catching a ride with a masc (fuckgirl) lesbian

"Make you mine"

A 50 year old divorcee goes on a blind date (HOPPER)

Begging for mommy (overstimulation on M) (STEVE)

Exhausted overstimulation (can't you tell I like men moaning?) (STEVE TOO)

Nipple stimulation on your boyfriend (imagine Eddie getting his nipples pierced)

Just 2 friends playing smash

Hot best friend gives you what you always wanted

Morning sex (very intimate)

Sleepy sex

Cute boyfriend turns dom and goes hard on you

Face fucking (Eddie is so into this)

Corrumpting your priest, he loses control

part 12 is here with some help from you guys (always thankful when you send me audios to share with everybody)

MASTERLIST

#steve harrington #strangerthings #audiorecs #soundgasm #eddie munson #stranger things smut #steve harrington smut #smut #audiorecommendations #robin buckley #steve harrington x female reader smut #stranger things imagine #stranger things #nancy wheeler smut #robin buckley smut #eddie munson smut #joe keery smut

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munsonson · 1 year

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𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐『••✎••』

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰�� 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.1 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞

The cookie smell wafted welcomingly into her nose as she pulls open the oven door, The chocolate chips were plentiful, and she could see it was hot enough that it would practically melt over your tastebuds. She smiles, slipping on an oven mitt before taking the pan out.

What was supposed to be a day of tears and emotional eating turned into a productive day of baking and dressing herself nicer than she even had for school, and that was because she had tried to dress to impress Eddie. The thought saddened her a little, but she remembered Steve and the night he had planned for them and it didn’t hurt so much anymore.

While the cookies cooled, she removed her apron and went to grab some tupperware to fit it in before she pulled the phone off the receiver and dialed. It rang for just a minute before someone picked up.

It was the typical pizza joint greeting until, “this is Gareth, what can I get started for you today?”

Her mouth ran dry and she suddenly lost the ability to speak. Gareth was there when Eddie had started talking about her and much like the other Hellfire club members aside from Dustin and Mike, he didn’t jump to her defense. Would he recognize her voice? How embarrassing would that be? Should she just play stupid?

“Hel-” She quickly slams the receiver back down and picks it up, dialing a different number.

“Harrington residence!” Steve sings.

“I need to know if this is progress or not,” she starts, twirling the cord between her fingers. “Say Eddie’s friend works at the only pizza place Hawkins has, is hanging up before saying anything a good or bad thing?”

“Well, it’s not great,” Steve said. “But A for effort, love, no worries! You’ll get better. Comes with time, everything is still a little fresh, I mean it happened just today at lunch.”

She nods in agreement, glad she once again turned to Steve with this.

“Man, does this mean I’m not getting my Sausage Lovers’ Pizza?” he complains jokingly.

“In short of you making the call and requesting only non-Hellfire Club members deliver it, probably not,” she says, stretching the phone as far as it could go so she could start carefully placing the cookies into the tupperware, still hot and soft in her hands.

“I can make it happen, just get over here already,” Steve groans.

“Okay, okay, I’ll only be a minute. See you there,” she huffs, hanging up the phone and placing the plastic top onto the container. With her cookies safe and secure, she turns off the oven and gives her kitchen a once over before retrieving her car keys and leaving.

The night was still very young, the sun hadn’t even disappeared yet, painting Hawkins in a heavenly orange glow. Her car was in its typical place parked at the far end of her lawn. She opens the door and places the cookies down before hoisting herself up into the driver’s seat.

Pulling out of her drive, she takes the familiar route to Steve’s home, one hand on the wheel and the other keeping the tupperware steady.

Things tonight were going pretty good thus far. She’d been trying to keep her mind off of Eddie and all the awful things he’d said at lunch, knowing if she’d dwell on it it’d just make her feel worse. She didn’t wanna focus on that, she wanted to think about the night ahead of her that she’d get to spend with one of her best friends. Eating junk food and watching all the silly movies he liked. That sounded a great deal better.

Her old car sputtered and coughed as she ascended the lean hill that led up to Steve’s house, still perched at the top with the same intimidating hedges, walls, and the glow of his swimming pool he still neglected to properly take care of. Even still, it’s a welcoming sight.

She parks off the driveway, not wanting to block him or his parents from coming in and out, switching off the car and taking the container of cookies up towards the front doors.

She doesn’t get the chance to knock before Steve opens it, grinning down at her.

“My, my, my, what brings you here?” he asks.

“You gonna invite me in or let me freeze on your doorstep?” she sniggers. He clears his throat and holds his hand out expectantly. Rolling her eyes, she shoves the container into his chest and pushes past him.

“I was actually offering you a hand inside, jerk!” he calls over his shoulder. He shuts the door and follows her into the living room where the fire was already going and he had the movie paused on the TV. Blankets were piled haphazardly on the cushions along with two pillows from his bed from upstairs and the coffee table was pulled suspiciously closer. She can’t help but smile. He knew her legs couldn’t stretch as far as his to reach it, so he’d adjusted it without telling her.

“Wow, you really go all out for a casual movie night with your friend,” she says, turning back to him. He blushes in embarrassment, but he still smiles. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble, Steve, honestly.”

“Give me a break, I needed the reason to strip my bed. Bed bugs,” he says dramatically, lifting the comforter and holding it threateningly towards her. She yelps and jumps out of the way. He starts laughing. “No, but...look, I wanted you to forget everything that happened earlier today. Show you how you should be treated, even if it’s just by little ‘ol me.”

Her heart swelled. “Thank you.”

He shakes his head as if to tell her not to worry about it. He takes the cookie container and places it on the coffee table, walking around and flicking the light switches so the only thing keeping their faces illuminated was his abnormally big television screen his father swung for two Christmases ago.

“The pizza should be here any minute,” he says conversationally as he goes to finally sit on the couch. He pats the spot beside him invitingly. “I don’t wanna have to pause the movie again, so pop a squat and entertain me for a little, would ya?”

She nods and goes to sit down, instantly raveling herself up in his comforter. It smelled like him, and she was sure if she accidentally nodded off she’d get a mouthful of Steve Harrington’s glorious hairs plucked off his head from tossing and turning throughout the night.

“What movies you gonna burden me with tonight?”

“Bold talk for someone who didn’t have a hand in sneaking them out under Keith’s careful watch with those nifty security cameras he’s got installed.” Steve said. “Nothin’ special, though. Figured I’d appeal to your frilly girly senses, managed to snag Sixteen Candles and Footloose. But, just to clear my eyes at the end, I also nabbed Gremlins.”

“Seriously?”

“Hey, I gave you Molly Ringwald and Kevin Bacon, gimme a little leeway.”

“Fair enough.”

Steve pats her head, turning so she’d face him. “How you feeling?”

“Fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yes,” she says defensively. He shakes his head, throwing an arm over the back of the couch and sneakily sliding his hand over her shoulders to tug her into his side. She doesn’t reject the contact. The closeness actually felt a little nice. He smelled like the video store. That was a strange thing to say, but Family Video did have a pretty distinctive aroma.

“He’s a dick,” Steve said again. “He doesn’t know great you are. And once he realizes it’s gonna be too late. You’re not boring, otherwise I wouldn’t have you here with me. Understand?” She nods and he kisses the crown of her head. “Stop getting mad over people who don’t have any kind of control over your life, alright? Especially not Eddie Munson.”

“Hard not to. God, it just sounds so pathetic. I want someone to be crazy for me, to want to constantly talk to me or think about me or wondering what I’m doing. And...I really wanted it to be Eddie for some reason. And there’s always wishful thinking, you know? Like you just hope and that’s enough because there’s just certain things you don’t wanna find out. And then...I did. I looked behind the curtain,” she rambled.

Steve doesn’t seem to know what to say to that. Really, she didn’t even know if she wanted him to add his two cents. That was just her flaunting her wounds like she was best at. Unfortunately for Steve, he was really easy to unload on because she knew he’d still be there after. It’s what made him so great.

“Is it narcissism? Or just loneliness?”

“Being human,” Steve gives the hidden third answer. “I feel shitty that he made you feel shitty.”

“Why?”

“Because you shouldn’t be feeling shitty at all. Of all people, you know?” Steve said with a shrug. “It just surprises me someone like him could do this to someone like you.”

“Someone like him?”

“Come on, don’t make me say it,” Steve scoffs.

“Well no...you brought it up, Steve, just tell me.”

“Well, Munson’s pretty...out there. I remember when I was in school, he’d just always be makin’ a complete fool of himself or he’d be mixing it up with the wrong crowds because he’s into that drug shit. He sold to me once, you know? But it was just weed.” Steve said. “When you told me you were seeing him I didn’t really believe it at first. That someone like him...could win over someone like you. It just didn’t make any sense. So the fact you’re taking this so hard, it’s...a little daunting.”

She didn’t know how to take that. Steve was clearly telling her she was way out of Eddie’s league and his words shouldn’t be bringing her as far down as they were. But that thought kind of angered her. She didn’t believe in leagues. She supposed the idea of it was just the remnants of King Steve still clinging to his subconscious, that some people were capable of attracting some people and not others. Or however they worked.

At the same time it was strangely comforting that he saw her this way, that...she was this unattainable being that someone like Eddie goddamn Munson could possibly think she was less than.

Before she could try to find the words to explain that to Steve, the doorbell rang. The pizza was here.

“I’ll get it,” Steve says softly.

For the rest of the night, they didn’t talk about Eddie again. She never got to tell him how she felt about his view on Eddie Munson and how he thought his words should(or, in her case, shouldn’t) affect her. Maybe that was a good thing. It seemed like whatever negative feeling about herself that she had, he had a way to counter it.

Nevertheless, she did have a really good time. Steve had kept things relatively normal, he made her laugh, he dropped a piece of pizza on the couch and she had to watch while trying not to laugh as he furiously dabbed it with one of his mom’s good towels.

He really did make her forget. Steve was a friend, a real friend to her tonight.

By now they were lounging, back to cable TV as she was slowly being lulled to sleep by the repetitive commercials and their incessant ramblings as they tried to get bored housewives to buy their products. Then Steve’s phone rang, startling them both into sudden consciousness.

“What the hell?” he grunts, stumbling to his feet. He was a little unsteady, having just been asleep. She reaches forward and stands him upright.

He makes it to the phone and practically rips it off the receiver.

“Harrington resi...” he trails off into a yawn. “Harrington residence....yeah....yeah, she’s here. Why? ...So? ....Relax, Henderson, I’ll just...Jesus.” He turns to her. “It’s for you!”

Confused, she gets up. She grabs the phone from him.

“Hello?” she says cautiously.

“Jesus, there you are! You realize how hard you are to track down?” Dustin’s voice said, irritated.

“Dustin? What’s the matter? Is everything okay?” she asks, worried.

“Yes! Yeah, it’s just....I didn’t see you at lunch, you know? I got worried. I tried to call you as soon as I got out of Hellfire about an hour ago and you didn’t answer, so...kind of called around until I could get ahold of you,” Dustin said.

Her heart swelled. This kid was a good one.

“What’re you doing at Steve’s?” he asks.

“Oh, um...Steve invited me to watch some movies and I fell asleep.” she said. That was technically the truth. She decided not to mention that the purpose of movie night was to help her forget Eddie’s cruel words.

“Oh, really?” Dustin asked, suddenly sounding like he was grinning. “I didn’t know you and Steve liked to host movie nights without us.”

“I don’t follow,” she said.

“Don’t let me interrupt you guys. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Lunch was pretty weird without you,” Dustin said.

“I doubt that,” she said, turning to give Steve an apologetic look. He shakes his head as if to tell her not to worry about it before trailing back towards the couch probably to fall back asleep.

“No, really. I think I prefer the dynamic with you around. Things get weird...um...Eddie today was weird.” Dustin said. She was tempted to to press on, get Dustin to come out and repeat what Eddie had said but decided against it. “You’ll still sit with us again Monday, won’t you?”

No. She definitely did not want to sit at that table again knowing the truth. What was worse, she couldn’t bare lying to Dustin. She really wanted to avoid talking about this, but it seemed like she didn’t have a choice.

“Actually, Dustin...I was there...today. You guys just didn’t see me,” she said. Before Dustin could question her now intentional absence, she continued, “I overheard what you guys were talking about.”

There was a long pause on his end.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what his problem is. B-But you heard Mike and I, right? How we...”

“You have nothing to prove, Dustin, this isn’t on you. And honestly I can’t even be mad at Eddie. He’s more than welcome to his opinion. I just don’t think I can sit there knowing he doesn’t think much of me. I’ll still be able to see you guys, I’m not gonna completely avoid...that would be childish. I think I’ll just sit with Robin o-or Nancy.”

“Maybe I can talk to him! Get him to apologize!”

“He has nothing to apologize for, Dustin, don’t do that,” she said sternly. “It’s fine, Dustin! This doesn’t change anything! I just think some space would be good.”

“Okay,” Dustin said, noticeably disappointed. “I gotta go. I have to meet Lucas and Mike tomorrow at the arcade. Maybe you can meet us there?”

“Yeah, maybe,” she said. “Night, Dustin.” He wished her a goodnight and, at last, she hung up the phone. She glances at the clock hung up on the wall, wincing at how late it was. She walks back towards the living area where Steve had made himself very comfortable in the little blanket and pillow fort they’d unintentionally made.

“Everything good?” he asks sleepily.

“Perfectly fine. Um...it’s getting late, Steve, I should go.”

“What? Why?”

“You probably wanna get some shut eye and I don’t need to burden you with my problems any longer. Thanks so much for tonight, though, Steve. It really helped.”

Steve scoffs, rolling his eyes. He lifts up the comforter he had covering the lower half of his body.

“Come on,” he said, leaving little room for argument. “It’s too late anyway. Robin crashes here all the time.” She hesitates for a moment, then moves around the couch to curl up beside him, surprised at how warm he was. He covers them both up and shuts his eyes again, as if this was completely normal. And why shouldn’t it be? They were friends. Close friends. Close friends had sleepovers.

She turned over to politely give him some space and not be all up in his business. She pulls the comforter up to her chin and shuts her eyes, trying to calm all of her swimming thoughts. Tonight was about forgetting Eddie Munson. Tonight was about fun.

With that, she slowly drifted off to sleep again.

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Dustin hangs up the phone a little harder than he should have, clearly upset. Eddie, Mike, Lucas, and Jeff remained unburdened by his sudden hostility, all lazily lounging in Dustin’s living room as they watched his Friday the 13th copy he convinced Steve to let him rent despite his age.

“Who the hell was that that kept you so occupied?” Mike asked as he rejoins them, taking back his spot. Dustin doesn’t answer at first, accepting the bowl of popcorn offered to him by Jeff. After swallowing two handfuls, he gives it back and glares pointedly at Eddie. The metalhead doesn’t notice at first, too into the film to notice Dustin had even left in the first place.

“Steve was hosting a movie night, too,” he says instead, out of nowhere sporting a not-so-nice plot. He loved Eddie, respected him. He considered Eddie to be one of his best friends, but he knew he screwed up big time with her. And Dustin wanted him to get a little taste of his own medicine. “Wasn’t alone though.”

“Buckley keeping him company?” Eddie asked, eyes still not moving from the screen. So he was listening. Good.

Dustin smirks and looks at Mike. “No, you won’t believe who he’s got spending the night there with him.”

“Not my sister,” Mike said, looking green.

“What? No, man, she wouldn’t do that to Jonathan! No, it was...” Even Jeff had to look away from the movie.

“Steve and her? Really?” he asks.

Eddie, at last, seemed to finally look away from the TV screen. He didn’t look distraught, but he wasn’t exactly too keen on the news either. Good enough, in Dustin’s opinion.

“I didn’t know she and Steve were going steady,” he said.

“Eh, they’re not. Figure it’s a first date kinda thing. I actually think I interrupted something when I called,” Dustin said. Eddie’s eye twitches. “Decided to leave them to it. I’ll bug Steve tomorrow on the details when he goes to work.”

“Good for Steve,” Lucas chuckles from the beanbag, his smile quickly disappearing when Eddie’s head shot towards him. “I mean...wow...pretty surprising stuff. Uh, Jeff! Can I get some popcorn over here?”

“I guess that’s why she wasn’t there for lunch,” Dustin continued. “Think she wanted to go visit him at the video place.”

Eddie sits back in Dustin’s mother’s armchair, slowly moving his gaze back to the TV screen. He definitely didn’t look as comfortable as he was beforehand. Dustin knew she told him to not punish Eddie for this. But Dustin was notorious for not doing as he was told.

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