#eddie fucking munson

[hellfirexhoe]

I've got no idea why but this particular gif is driving me fucking nuts at the moment like he's so into it he's climbing on the table?? Yes baby 😍The sassy little toss of his hair? Perfection.

GIF credit to Katie of @queenincrimson​​

[natthebanished]

I would do anything. Repeat, anything, for this man. And that’s my toxic trait 🥹

[saramelaniemoon]

So Eddie coded...

[wipkinz]

Tug at my heart

note: my first smut ever goes out to all the Eddie lovers. Had this idea in mind for a while and finally wrote it out. 

summary: best friend!reader discovers Eddie has a thing for hair pulling. 

warnings: hair pulling, dirty talk, dry humping, fingering, friends to lovers, afab!reader, minors dni, first smut so it might be trash <3

The air seemed sticky hot and hazy with the lingering smoke of Eddie’s last joint. Summer had settled into Hawkins and Eddies trailer had no A/C. The two of you spent most of your time together, and mostly in his dark room, an extra bedsheet hung over the one window filtered out just enough sun to make things bearable and sepia toned. In shorts and a tee-shirt, you didn’t mind the heat much. It was nothing compared to the heat of your best friend’s shirtless frame sprawled in-between your legs, taking an undeserved cat nap while you lazily stroked through his curls.

You had your back at his headboard, reading a book while absentmindedly winding your fingers in and out of his hairline. He was dozing in and out, from what you could tell with his head in your lap. One arm underneath his head and the other hugging round your hip.

Your finger snagged in his hair as you lifted to turn the page.

“Shit,” you mumbled, smoothing over the offended strands.

“Watch it sweetheart,” Eddie mumbled into your skin, his voice was rough with smoke and sleep. “Can’t have you damaging the goods.”

You could feel his smirk more than you could hear it.

“Oh is that right?”

“Yeah this shit has all the ladies swooning, if I get a strand out of place my power is gone.” Eddie peeked up at you, lifting his head before dropping it back. “but by all means don’t stop on my account.”

“Maybe I will,” you scoffed, halting the path of your hands and turning your gaze back to your book. “Wouldn’t want the ladies of Hawkins on my case. I’d be public enemy number one.”

Eddie hummed, sensing the sardonic twist of your mouth. He rested his head in his hands, looking up to confirm he was right. Your smirk spread as his ringed fingers began playing with the frayed hem of your shirt.

“You joke, but if it weren’t for Harrington they would’ve voted me best hair.”

“Yeah?” You asked, slipping your fingers into his hair once again, like an unknown compulsion.

“Yeah, I was robbed.”

“Hmmm. Which senior year was that again?”

“Shut up.” The boy gave you a playful flick to your hip where your shirt had ridden up.

“Make me.” You tugged at his hair, fingers at the root, in response to his cheek. Hi grip on you tightened. The silver rings were slightly cool in the heat of the room, as they dug into the flesh at your hip. Above the covers, you could see where his hips rolled imperceptibly into the mattress. Eddie whipped his eyes up to meet yours, a bit glassy. You noticed his jaw was slack and his cheeks stained pink. Had he ever looked so pretty?

“Did you jus-“ you weren’t convinced with what you saw. Eddie didn’t blush did he?

“Sweetheart, you’re killing me here.” He groaned into your hip as he dropped his head, nuzzling into you with an embhassased blush spreading up to his ears.

“Oh my god you did!” You pulled him up to face you, with a gentle tug to his hair.

“Fuck,” Eddie hissed as his hips rolled into the mattress with a sure thrust. His glazed eyes found yours as they darkened.

“Oh” now it was your time to blush, your eyes flicking away from the intensity of his stare. “right sorry I jus-“

“Don’t stop on my account” His words were quiet. Just a whisper on the air between friends. The heat between you stifling as his fingers slipped up under your shirt.

You slipped both hands into his hair, being careful not to drop the strands from your grasp, thinking the moment hung on this hold you had. As you brushed up against the roots once more your fingers closed into a rougher tug, nails scratching lightly at the base of his neck. Eddie muffled his moan into your hip, impossibly close to where heat was pooling in your core. He mouthed at your lower stomach, on the band of skin between shirt and the waistband of your shorts. He was unabashedly grinding now, his hips finding a pace as they rolled into the mattress.

“Baby” Eddie groaned as you scratched lightly over his scalp. You felt your cunt clench around nothing at the sound of this new nickname. You let out a sigh as he worked at sucking a hickey to your hip. It was all together too much and not enough.

“C’mere” You tugged bringing him up as you slipped down the headboard to rest against his pillows. They smelled like him. He adjusted over you, pressing quick fevered kisses up your stomach as he went.

On his forearms over you, he quickly worked at a matching hickey on your neck. You gasped as you felt him lick in response to your frantic pulls. His curls tickled as you pressed a kiss to his shoulder.

“Eds please,” you mouthed against his cheek, searching for his lips.

He rolled his hips into yours as his mouth found you. His tongue slipped inside while you gasped at the way his clothed cock pressed into you. Your shorts clung to the wetness made by the friction, the pull in your lower belly felt like a magnet as you canted your hips up to meet his.

“More Eds please,” You cried.

“Yeah ok,” he sucked on your lower lip as his hand found its way under the waistband of your shorts and panties. “I got you baby.” His rings brushed against your soaked slit as he circled your clit.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” You moaned into his hair. He was everywhere. Fingers spreading you open, lips placing frantic sloppy kisses at your neck, his hard cock rutting into your thigh.

“Sound so pretty sweetheart.” He groaned, slipping two fingers inside you now as the heel of his hand ground into your clit. “So wet too” you could hear his cocky smirk as he quickened his pace “all this for me?”

You were nearly gone, heart racing as you reached the edge. His cocky mouth was running with some of the dirtiest things you had ever heard, and of course Eddie would be a talker. This had started because he couldn’t keep his shit together, and now look at you, a quivering moaning mess spread out beneath him. You kept a grip on his hair as one hand slipped down between you to palm at his cock. He felt big, heavy, impossibly hard behind his jeans.

“Gonna make me cum” you hummed into his ear moaning out a quick warning before your walls began fluttering around his fingers.

“Shiiit baby,” His hips stuttered once, twice, before you felt a warmth seep over your hand. “Fuck”

He collapsed to the side, slipping his fingers out of your shorts before spreading them. His pink blush returned as he watching awestruck as his rings, coated in your slick, glistened in the sun.

“That was-“ You started in, still catching your breath.

“One way to kill an afternoon” Eddie finished popping his finger into his mouth to taste what was left of you.

His eyes rolled back and he let out a moan.

“You’re sick!” You swatted his chest and made to roll away from him.

Eddies thick arms caught you around the middle and tugged you back against him.

“Shut up” He smiled into the crown of your head. “you like it.”

“Mmm,” you mumbled pressing a small kiss to his shoulder. “Maybe I do.”

[crashnbrn]

“my nephew may look dangerous..”

to WHO?

dangerous WHERE?

[dollalicia]

UM

[sharp-and-swift]

don’t sit there and tell me that Steve Harrington isn’t automatically 200x hotter whenever Eddie Munson is right next to him

#i told you he was the missing ingredient #they use the same Farrah Fawcett hairspray #steve going from single mom to himbo real quick #steddie x reader 4 lyfe

[allthingssteddie]

Steve feels like he had wasted his youth working all of the time. The year is 2027 and news of Steve’s illness he regrets not doing everything he wanted to do. But when a doctor reveals that there is a simulated reality where the deceased can live and the elderly visits he takes it.

So pretty much the black mirror episode San Junipero. But when Steve visits he sees someone from his past Eddie. One of his regrets is that he hadn’t gotten to know Eddie more and had listened to his father and had took the job at his father law firm.

[misshowellyisstrange]

well, now you're gonna die too (Eddie Munson x fem!reader)

Inspired by FUNERAL GREY - Waterparks

warnings: smut, choking, low-key breath play, swearing, drinking, drugs (weed).

It was 11pm, you looked around quizzically at your surroundings, you stood outside the address Chrissy gave you, no kids were outside but blaring music played from within the house. You could see movement from within. Shadows formed across the curtains that were pulled tightly closed. You were surprised the Hawkins police hadn't already been called to break the party up, but then again, if Chrissys family was as loved as she was, they could probably get away with murder.

Making your way down the driveway, the music echoed louder and louder. Just as you were to reach the door, it swung up, two adolescents fell through the door, arms wrapped around each other's shoulders. You couldn't tell who was trying to guide the other out, both slurring a greeting as you headed into the house.

The music vibrated through the house, cans of alcohol littered as you walked through, you could barely recognise any one in the crowd, popular people, people you would pass in the halls, people you would actively avoid eye contact with. You swayed your hips to the music as you made your way through Chrissy's living room. You wondered why she even bothered inviting you, you barely spoke to reach other at school.

The lights were low, but you could make out more faces in the kitchen, although the clouds of smoke still made actually recognising anyone a challenge.

Someone ran up to you, engulfing you in a hug. Chrissy. You couldn't imagine anyone else at this party being that close to you. As you pulled away, you saw her blonde curls confirming your suspicions.

"I'm so glad you made it!" Chrissy shouted over the music, it was quieter in the kitchen but you still struggled to hear her. "If you need a drink, just grab one off the table, avoid the lemonade." Chrissy said with a wink. Someone had obviously spiked it.

Chrissy headed into the living room, falling into multiple people along the way. You headed to the table where the drinks were all spread out, deciding on just a beer, although you did have a flask of vodka in your pocket for emergencies.

You pulled a cigarette out of your packet, suddenly realising you can't find your lighter. You patted your pockets down, double and triple checking each one. Before you could find the vanishing lighter, a curly haired boy approached you, flicking his lighter under the cigarette hanging out your mouth.

"Cheers, Munson." You nodded to him. Everyone in the school knew of Eddie, god everyone in Hawkins knew of Eddie. The local dealer, outcast, freak.

"No problem, Y/L/N," Eddie started, "What's a nice place like you doing in a girl like this?" Eddie slurred as he spoke. You looked into his eyes, his pupils dilated. You could only assume he was as high as a kite.

"Eddie, I think you've had enough." You pulled the joint out of his mouth, swapping it with the cigarette you had just gotten lit. You took a drag of his joint, taking your time to inhale and take in your surroundings. You noticed it wasn't just Eddie in the kitchen it was all of the Hellfire boys.

"Come on Y/N, don't be a buzzkill. Give it back, I'm basically sober." Eddie pleaded and gave you puppy eyes.

"Don't disagree with me." You winked at Eddie and made a beeline for the back door, taking his joint with you.

You pulled your grey sweater around you, trying to keep in whatever warmth you had left. You thought you could cope with the November chill, but the mini leather skirt and tights were not a good combination. Chrissy's old swing set called your name. You ran straight for the swing on the right, the one you had basically grown up on. You and Chrissy spent so many nights out here talking about school and boys, spilling secrets that you would both take to the grave.

The second swing creaked as someone occupied it. A leather jacket appeared across your shoulders, and the smell of rum and stale cigarettes surrounded you, engulfing you in a familiar warmth. The jacket was still warm, lingering from the body heat that had previously accompanied it.

"Haven't seen you in detention recently Y/N, don't tell me you've been taken in by the dark side." Eddie looked over at you, leaning in close. His hand reached to your right side, slowly making its way across your hip, your breath hitched as Eddie's closeness grew nearer. Eddie's hand started to settle across his leather jacket on your waist until he reached into his pocket to pull out an old grey flask, liquor still sloshing inside. Eddie pulled back, taking a swig of the flask, he motioned the flask closer to you, offering you some of the mysterious liquid. You hesitantly took a swig of the alcohol, warmth rushing down your throat, heating your core.

You passed the flask back and forth, slowly emptying the remnants between yourselves. Dirt flew up as you kicked your feet back and forth, slowly kicking on the swing set. You started pushing the seat back, then forward, then back again. Eddie watched as you flew higher and higher on the swing set. He excitedly jumped from his seat, rushing behind you. Eddie's strong hands softly cupped your back, pushing you higher on the swing.

"You're ruining my vibe, Munson!" You giggled as your feet pointed towards the sky. Eddie, oblivious to your complaints, continued, only stopping when you were actually concerned the swing might actually wrap around the bar at the top. Who knew your childhood fear might be a reality.

You noticed Eddie's hands no longer cupping your back. You looked around, concerned he had left you to rejoin the wild party inside. You threw your head all the way back, tilting the seat with you. You caught a glance of Eddie making his way to the front of the swings.

"Are you ready?" Eddie now faced you as you swung back and forth.

"For what?"

"To jump!" Eddie excitedly claimed, opening his arms wide to catch you.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" You shouted at Eddie. Eddie's smile grew, curls flowing in his face as the wind picked up.

"I'll catch you, darling," Eddie stepped closer to the swing set, setting himself in the prime position to catch you.

"You're crazy, Munson!" You closed your eyes, hands loosening against the chain, hoping the swing would slow enough you wouldn't meet your fate sooner than intended. You waited for the swing to reach the highest point forwards, pushing yourself off the seat, you flew into the air, free from all restraints for just a second. You soon came crashing down, clutching onto Eddie. Eddie fell back upon contact, arms squeezing around your waist, taking you with him.

Uncontrollable laughter escaped from both your lips. You straddled Eddie, holding his chest to keep yourself upright. The cold chill now seeped through your knitted sweater, Eddie's jacket lost from the jump. Eddie's arms seeped around you, keeping you close to him.

"Come with me. "

"Come where, Eddie?" You asked, giggling at his vacant expression, the mixture of weed and booze finally settling into you both.

"An after party, with some of the Hellfire group, it'll be at my place."

"I'll think about it." You winked at Eddies, using his chest to push yourself up. Eddie propped himself up on his elbow, watching you sway with the music. You grabbed Eddie's jacket from the floor, draping it over your shoulders, looking back at him before you reentered the kitchen, "I might come find you after I've found my friends."

You sauntered over to Eddie's trailer. The alcohol in your system embraced you as you got dropped off by your designated driver. They pleaded with you to come back to their house, but you were adamant that the Munson trailer was the place to be.

The door to the trailer was ajar, a boy with the distinguishable 'Hellfire' shirt on made his way out the trailer, the male was tall with dark features, you'd seen him play guitar before at the 'Coffin.

"Please tell me you're Y/N, Eddie hasn't shut up about some girl crashing tonight. " the male laughed, putting his hand out to shake yours.

"I'm Jeff, by the way." The male, Jeff, introduced. You took his hand in yours. The greeting was far too formal for both your levels of intoxication. Up close, you noticed Jeff's pupils were significantly larger than what you would normally assume. The smell from the trailer gave away the likely culprit.

Walking into the trailer, you noticed the red writing across the alarm clock sitting on the kitchen counter, '03:00' glowing back at you. Your eyes peered across the room, landing on the sofa. Eddie lounged across the two seats, another male taking up the armchair, and two more individuals sat in a pile of blankets on the floor, you could only assume it was Eddie's bedding that had been dragged to the living room.

Eddie always talked in an animated way, his hands bouncing around. You could tell he was in a heated discussion with Gareth on the other side of the room. Eddies large hands swayed back and forth, ash from the joint he held falling as he flicked his hand around.

Eddie froze as he saw you, eyes following you up and down, lingering for a second on the leather jacket wrapped around you. Eddie quite literally jumped from the sofa, pulling you into a hug, and then dragged you back to the small two-seater.

You took the blunt out of Eddie's hand, inhaling and exhaling as the group made conversation. Eddie leaned into you, "That shit is going to kill you." He whispered into your ear.

Taking a deep inhale, you held the smoke while you felt your head go light. You blew the smoke back out towards Eddie's face, which lingered close to you, "Well, now you're going to die too." You looked back at the boy, his eyes followed your lips, glancing down towards your neck occasionally.

Your body grew heavy as the trailer became a hotbox. Eddie spread across the two seater, slightly sitting up, you lay with your back pressed into him, one of his arms over your shoulder, the other with a joint in hand. Eddies free hand traced circles across your chest, subconsciously moving up and down towards the sweet spot on your neck.

Eddie's hand moved up your shoulders, to the back of your neck, supporting your head. He squeezed gently, causing you to face his direction, eyes meeting one another. Eddie held his joint between his pointer and forefinger. His thumb traced your lip, pulling your lips open slowly. Eddie leaned into you, exhaling the smoke into your mouth, lips brushing against one another.

The after party soon died down, leaving just you and Eddie alone in the trailer. Heavy rainfall echoed throughout, the radio still playing quietly in the corner. At some point, you had ended up on top of Eddie, straddling him across the sofa, Eddie's lips sucked your neck in the most sensitive spot. You couldn't resist releasing quiet moans into his ear. Sucking turned into kissing, travelling down to your chest, Eddie's hands firmly grasped your hips, yanking you closer to him.

You grinded forward, trying to remove any and all distance between yourself and Eddie. His fingers digged into your skin, unable to control his natural reflexes.

"You're going to ruin me, darling. " Eddie moaned, hips buckling up, your bodies worked together, intertwined as your pleasure grew. Eddie lifted under your thighs, pulling your skirt up, hands tracing your thighs and ass.

"Baby, I know your dying wish is to be baptised in my spit." Your voice was low and sultry, the bulge in Eddie's jeans throbbed, sitting firmly against your thong which was now uncomfortably damp.

Eddie swiftly grabbed under your thighs, hands cupping each ass cheek as he lifted you off the sofa. You hooked your arms around his neck, clinging as he lowered your bodies to the messy bedding on the floor.

"You're mine tonight, darling." Eddie pulled your knees apart, opening your legs. You pulled your sweater off, showing off your lacey bra, hard nipples peaking through the fabric. Eddies hands dragged across your body, moving your skirt up, tracing your figure. One hand traced the string of your thong, pulling it down, Eddie's other hand moved up your chest, cupping your breast, taking your nipple and gently twisting it between his fingers.

You arched towards Eddie, pulling him closer. Your hands moved across his body, undoing his jeans, pulling them down. Eddie took them off quickly, your skirt following suit. Your hands made their way into Eddie's hair, pulling against his soft curls. Eddie moaned as you tugged his hair, revealing his weakness.

Eddie looked down at you, both hands on either side of your head, trapping you between him and the floor below. "You're going to regret that." Eddie said as he gently untangled your hands from his hair. Eddie ushered both your hands above your head, holding them together firmly with his one hand, his other hand pulled his boxers down, revealing his stiff cock, he teased you, pushing his head in and out of your wetness. You groaned as Eddie tortured you, begging him to fuck you.

Eddie's free hand found its way to your throat, squeezing gently. You looked up at Eddie, doe eyed. "Please, baby." You pleaded, waiting for Eddie to please you. Eddie gripped your throat tighter, pushing his cock into you. You tried to let out a moan, but nothing came out as Eddie controlled your breathing.

Thrusting in and out, Eddie moaned, pushing harder and harder, building up a steady rhythm. You dragged your nails into his back, causing Eddie to release his grip on your neck. You moaned as the thrusting continued, catching your breath while you could.

You pulled Eddie in closer, sucking on his chest where you could reach, slowly working towards his neck. "No way, darling, you're not leaving any marks there. " Eddie's voice was low and deep. He almost growled as he spoke.

"Baby, please, it's only fair!" You pleaded with Eddie, batting your lashes as you spoke.

Eddie's eyes glanced down at your chest, fingers running across the marks he left on you. "Not fair? I can give you not fair darling." Eddie abruptly pulled out of you, grabbing your leg and flipping you over quickly. You lay face down on the blanket, head collapsed into the pillow. Eddie grabbed under your thighs, pulling your ass into the air, Eddie lined his cock against your hole, pushing into you, hands grasping at your hips.

You moaned and pushed back into Eddie, creating a rhythm with his body. Eddies hands moved across your body, hand moving to the back of your head, pushing you into the pillow, gripping your hair. Eddie pulled your hair, pulling your head up towards him. He placed a messy kiss across your cheek as he continued thrusting.

"I'm close, " Eddie groaned out, his pace became uneven, deeper, slower thrusts followed.

"Please baby, come for me." You huffed out, waiting for Eddie to release into you. Instead, his hand reached around, gently rubbing your clit, you stomach grew knots, thighs shaking as Eddie continued.

"Eddie -" you started, "Eddie, I'm close. "

"Hold on, baby. " Eddie whispered, his thrusts picked up pace again, hands digging into your sides. Your legs shook as you reached your peak, Eddie's body tensed against you, reaching his climax. Your bodies collapsed onto the bed sheets below, breaths heavy, your bodies stuck together. Eddie untangled his limbs from yours, lifting himself from the blankets below.

Eddie patted the clothing around the makeshift bed, grabbing whatever he could find first. A large top came flying in your direction, "Put this on. " Eddie ordered.

You pulled the graphic tee over your head, peering down at the band name across the shirt, 'METALLICA'. You looked back up, Eddie had made his way into the kitchen with just his boxers covering him up. Eddie flipped his curls to the side, holding his hair back in a make shift ponytail. He pushed his head under the tap, running cold water across his face and into his mouth. Eddie let the tap run cold while he wiped his face on the nearest kitchen towel.

Reaching up, you could see the muscles in Eddie's back tense as he reached for a glass out of the cupboard. He grabbed the nearest glass, filling it from the tap. Bringing the drink back to you, Eddie pulled another blanket off the sofa, throwing it over your legs. You pulled the blanket close, taking in the warmth now Eddie wasn't pressed up against you.

Eddie joined you on the bed. You could feel the heat radiating as he inched closer to you. Eddie noticed your positive reaction to his warmth and pulled you in closer, legs wrapped around him. Kisses were planted across your neck while Eddie's hands roamed your body once again.

"Round 2?"

AN ~ thank you so much to everyone who read this far! I started this months ago and never got around to finishing, but I'm super happy I did! It's also my first time writing smut, so please don't judge me too heavily, xox

[dakotalun]

More Than Friends | Eddie Munson

pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem Reader

summary: You and Eddie have been "friends" for a while, but you can't help but notice something off between the two of you lately.

warnings: little bit of dom!eddie, but mostly fluff, kissing

word count: 986

a/n: SO SO SO sorry I haven't posted in forever, I've been swamped with school and applying to college and shit. And I also just haven't had the motivation to write but it's coming back and I'm gonna start writing and posting more often now. (let's hope)

*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******

He takes a step closer, he has a few inches on you but you don’t look intimidated no matter how far up you have to look at him. He takes another step, slowly closing the gap between you two.  You’re about a foot apart now, close enough that you can feel the warmth radiating off of him.

“So you’re telling me you feel nothing right now?” He asks with a smirk.

“Yup I feel absolutely nothing right now,” You say crossing your arms and looking up at him. 

It’s not a total lie you’re are standing in the middle of an empty parking lot, while it’s fucking snowing. You don’t deal with the cold well so you’re currently freezing your ass off, even while wearing 3 layers. He continues to get closer to you, coming impossibly closer. You can smell his cologne on him. It's  a nice smell, almost comforting in a way, but you don’t let yourself get distracted by it.

“We’re more than friends and I think you know that,” he starts to lean closer. 

You don’t know what to do because yes he’s right, you are more than friends but ever since Eddie started living by a “only fuck once” rule, you can’t do what you know he’s thinking of doing and what your body is craving.

You try to step away from him but bump into his van behind you. He takes that last step towards you and puts his hand on the side of the van right next to your head, then he moves his other hand to your waist and pulls you flush to him. You’re completely trapped now, no way of escaping. He knows that this is a weakness of yours, anytime someone pins you against something or pulls you into them you just fucking melt. 

That’s what makes this so hard, he just knows you too well. You’re too close, it could never work between you two. You almost just want to stay there forever, in his warmth, wrapped in his arms. The mixed smell of his cologne and weed was even more powerful now that he was this close. He brings his other hand down from the car and puts it on your fiery red cheek, his hands are warmer than you’d thought they’d be.

He leans down towards your face, his breath is minty with a hint of cinnamon from the fireball he had been drinking earlier. You stare deeply into his brown eyes, they are darker than normal in this lighting, but still very enticing. Without even saying a word, with a single look he traps you there, in this single moment with him. There’s really no escape now.

“Like I told you before. This,” You motion to the space between you and put your hand on his chest, “can’t happen, and you know that. You were the one who waited forever to tell me your feelings, and now here we are,” You look around at the empty lot 30 minute away from town, “in this parking lot at 3 am with your arm around my waist and hand on my cheek staring into my eyes with that stupid look on your face. Thinking that kissing me will make me fall for you.” 

If you’re being completely honest it might, you’ve had the biggest crush on him ever since sophomore year of high school but you being one of the “popular kids” meant that talking to Eddie “the freak” Munson was out of the question. Even if you had the chance to, you were too awkward to try it, talking to him would have not only been the worst decision of your life but also the most devastating because even having 4 classes together he still barely knew your name.

You look into his eyes and notice that his gaze is more focused on your lips but you don’t stop him from looking. You even stare at his for a second.  Before you knew it he pulls you up onto your toes, kissing you deeply, derailing your mind from the dangerous thoughts and pulling you into ones filled with this feeling. This was not what I thought was going to happen tonight. 

You close your eyes and embrace the moment, his lips are warm and enticing as you kiss him back. You can feel his tongue press against your lips wanting entry and you allow it. This man does more than talking with his tongue and it shows. As he fights your tongue with his you try to gain dominance over him but lose quickly, you’re not strong enough to over power him. And he knows it.

He pushes you up against the car again and brings his hand from your cheek to your throat, he gently tightens his grip around it making you moan into the kiss. Shit he found out one of our weaknesses, good going, you think to yourself while a smirk forms on his lips. You bring your arms around his neck and run a hand through his dark hair and pull on it when he tightens his grip around your throat, and to your surprise he groans and ruts his hips forward at the action. Yes, I found his weakness, now we’re on an even playing field. 

He drags his hand further down your waist until it snakes around and grabs your ass, causing you to yelp a little. He pulls away from you, “Oh sweetheart calm down we’re just getting started.”

He winks at you at the end of his sentence and you melt. He pulls away from you completely, the snow and cold hitting you like a violent tornado. He opens the passenger side door and gestures for you to get in, sending you that bright, shit eating grin he always adorns. You roll your eyes at him before hopping into the van, waiting for Eddie’s next move.

[lovebitesmj]

Found this picture on Facebook , don’t know who is the original creator is but … holy shit backstage Eddie having a beer has my heart 🖤

[hellfirexhoe]

Camping | Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Prompt from the lovely @wallpapertown  ( i did run with it a little but i hope you still enjoy! )

summary: the group goes camping together, but forgetful minds mean close quarters for Eddie and the reader.

warnings: 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, smutty smutty smut, buddies sharing a tent, skimpy clothes, slightly pervy!eddie, groping, fingering, p in v unprotected (who brings condoms to a friendly camping trip), once again jonathan does not exist in my writing, your friends definitely know whats going on in the tent. one use of y/n, pegging joke, pet names.

word count 3.1k words

You’d known about the plans for a camping trip for a few weeks, but in classic you fashion, you’d left all your preparation until the last minute, frantically throwing clothing and snacks into your truck. Certain you were packed, you lifted your cooler from your kitchen with ease,

“Shit shit shit, I need ice!” You ran to the freezer and saw the ice trays empty, meaning you’d have to grab ice from a nearby store. You were so focused on grabbing the ice that you failed to notice your tent was still on the kitchen table as you left the house.

In fact, your forgetfulness didn’t dawn on you until about 2 hours later, when you found the spot Robin had suggested. Steve is the first to notice you pulling up and points out the lack of tent in your truck bed,

“I was so focused on grabbing ice for the cooler that I totally forgot my tent.”

“Jesus, we’re not doing well today.”

“What do you mean?”

“Robin forgot her tent too, she was so fixated on marshmallows for s’mores that she blanked on it. Her and Nancy are sharing. Casa’s Harrington and Munson are looking perfect though.” Steve gestures to the only tents that are standing, Nancy trying to help Robin set up her tent. “Uh, I guess I can sleep with Eddie and you can have my tent to yourself?”

Eddie appears behind you, “What’s that about sleeping with me? I’m flattered Steve but I thought this was a friendly camping trip.”

“No idiot, y/n forgot her tent, so I said I’ll share with you and she can have my tent.”

“Or she can stay in my tent? She stays over at mine plenty?” Steve shrugs and turns back to you,

“Whatever you’re more comfortable with.”

You link your arm through Eddie’s, “I think I’ll stick with my sleepover buddy and let you enjoy your tent to yourself.” As you speak you’re interrupted by the sound of canvas ripping and you turn to Robin and Nancy, Robin has forced a tent pole into a part that did not require a pole and has destroyed Nancy’s tent. Steve pinches the bridge of his nose,

“Alright, Robin and Nancy can have my tent. I’ll sleep on the chairs outside.”

Eddie pats him on the back, “You’re a good dude. Alright, come on, you lets get you set up in the freak shack.” Eddie grabs your bag from your truck and leads you over to his tent. You set up your sleeping bag next to his, grateful that he’s got a large enough foam mattress set up so you wont destroy your back on the hard floor.

“Thanks Eds, I hope I’m not ruining any plans you have?”

“Plans? I plan to get high, eat so many s’mores I nearly vomit and then fall asleep to the sounds of nature; mosquitos flying around, sucking Steve dry for sure, bears fuckin’ beside the tent and a babbling brook. Sounds magical.” You both burst out laughing as you step out of the tent,

“Sorry, what was that about sucking me dry?” Steve glances up at you both from where he’s trying to set up a camp fire, this only serves to make you and Eddie laugh more,

“Relax Harrington, I meant the mosquitoes. Our sexual chemistry isn’t coming to a head just yet. I’m more of a slow burn man myself.” It’s already starting to get dark but finally, sparks fly and the campfire is lit, Robin comes running over, hands full of treats, gleefully grinning as her and Nancy start setting up s’mores and passing them around.

~~~

A couple of hours pass and you’ve all got a nice contact high from Eddie and are now getting sleepy. Robin and Nancy go to bed first, with you and Eddie sloping off to his tent shortly after,

“Alright Steve, I don’t want to feel you climbing into my sleeping bag with me at 3am.” Eddie nudges Steve who is pulling blankets over himself and nods at him,

“I can’t promise anything, not if I hear ‘bears fuckin’ beside the tents’.” Eddie pulls his shirt off once you’re both in the tent and starts undoing his jeans, you look away, his habit of undressing in front of you never really seemed to bother you until you had realized, with a certain degree of horror, that you had caught feelings for one of your best friends. Now, you had to look away, afraid he’d catch you ogling and be creeped out.

“Alright, I’m decent now, you prude.” Eddie is in his sleeping bag, leaning on one elbow and watching you intently. “You gonna get ready for bed or what?”

“Turn around pervert. No free shows.” Eddie rolls over, back turned to you as you unzip your bag you silently curse yourself. You’d thrown in clothes not really paying much attention, and since you’d thought you’d be alone you had just grabbed the first pyjama set you found.

Unfortunately this meant you were now faced with the prospect of sleeping in either the jeans and t shirt you’d been in all day, and would definitely guarantee a shitty night’s sleep. Or you could wear the black lacy, almost see through shorts and matching tank top you had grabbed in your haste. You weigh up your options and look over your shoulder, confirming Eddie is still facing away from you.

As long as I stay in my sleeping bag, zipped up tight, he won’t know what I’m wearing. You reason with yourself as you quickly undress and put the skimpy pyjamas on. You wriggle into your sleeping bag and zip yourself in,

Eddie rolls back around unprompted,

“Well hello there, come here often?” You snort,

“Can’t say I do, what I wanna know is how we’ve been friends for so long and I never pegged you for someone who liked camping, or even owned a tent.”

“Well first of all darling, you’ve never pegged me, not even once. And second of all, Wayne and I used to go when I was younger, when my dad went to prison for the first time. Said it’d be good to get me out of the trailer. I forgot how nice it actually is to just be outside, listening to the world, breathing in that camp fire smell.”

Your cheeks feel hot from Eddie’s nickname, and you feel guilty at all the sordid thoughts running through your mind while your friend is opening up to you. Fortunately, Eddie is saved from hearing you make a bad joke by a strange, animal noise from outside. You hear a chair fall and assume Steve has hopped up so quickly he’s knocked his chair over.

“Uhhhh Rob, Nance? Do you guys think I could squeeze in? Pretty sure I just heard a bear.” You hear grumbling and a zipper being undone as Steve joins their tent.

“Shit do you really think he heard a bear, Eddie?” You shuffle closer to him, in an almost wormlike fashion since you’re sealed in your sleeping bag. Eddie chokes back a laugh and wraps an arm around you,

“Well, I’d keep you safe if there was, but between you and me... that was a deer, not a bear.” You snuggle into Eddie’s arm, enjoying the bonus warmth radiating off of him.

“You cold?”

“A little.”

“Well, get in my sleeping bag then, I’ll keep you warm. No funny business though, I’m a honest man.”

“No, its fine, this is fine.” You tap Eddie’s arm that’s around you,

Eddie huffs as he presses a hand to your face, “Nope, you’re freezing, you’re getting your ass in this sleeping bag with me even if I have to unzip you and pull you in myself.”

“Okay, okay. Just... look away for a second?” Eddie places a hand over his eyes and shifts back so there’s room for you in his sleeping bag. You climb in, trying not to let the fabric of your pyjamas touch his skin, you fail miserably at this due to the fact that a single man sleeping bag is not designed for two people.

“Jesus christ, what are you wearing right now?”

“Just some pyjamas...”

“Bull. ‘just some pyjamas’“ Eddie mimics your voice as he turns up the brightness on the lantern and whistles when he is able to see your clothes. “Did you think this camping trip was code for orgy or something?”

“No, I just wasn’t paying attention when I was packing.”

“How come you never wear stuff like this when you sleep over at mine?”

“Well first off, imagine poor Wayne if he bumped into me wearing this while I was just trying to go to the bathroom. And second, its not really appropriate clothing to wear when you’re sleeping in your best friend’s bed.” Eddie wanted to disagree, while he loved you in his over sized shirts and your long pyjama bottoms he couldn’t help but want you in this when you next stayed over. Absentmindedly he starts tracing the patterns in the lace around your hip,

“What are you doing?”

“ ‘s pretty. Do you want me to stop?”

You bite your lip and shake your head, leaning back onto him, feeling his warm chest touch your cold back.

“You’re freezing, silly girl.” Eddie chastises you gently, wrapping his arms around you, you try to wriggle away a little when you feel your butt touch his crotch but he’s having none of it, “You’re not getting hypothermia on my watch. Just sit still and warm up.” You both stay like this for a while, Eddie pretending the whole situation isn’t making him hard as a rock and you pretending you can’t feel his erection pressing into your ass. Eddie shifts slightly to ease a small cramp in his leg and accidentally rubs his cock across your clothed ass, and a small moan escapes your lips. You quickly clamp your jaw shut and pray he didn’t hear you. Meanwhile Eddie, who definitely did hear you has a grin like a cheshire cat,

“You okay there?”

“Mhm.”

“Then what was that little moan I heard?” Eddie whispers into your ear, “You’re wearing this skimpy little outfit, pressed up against me, and now you’re moaning? Must be trying to start something, or drive me crazy.” Your cheeks feel like they’re on fire,

“Eddie, I...”

“Relax. I’m not blind you know. I do see the way you look at me when you think I can’t see you. I just wish you could see that I’m looking at you the same way.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, dumbass,” Eddie pauses to kiss your cheek, “I like you too. And I’m here if you want to do something about it. Or we can pretend that everything’s fine and we’re just best friends. But at some point one of us will get hurt.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t want to hurt you either, but then that leaves us with one option.”

You roll over to face him,

“You want this? I mean you want to be with me?”

“God help me I really do.” Eddie’s hands are stroking your face, his big brown eyes are soft as they look into your eyes, before his gaze drops to your lips and he leans in slowly, giving you time and room to back away, you close the distance quickly, pressing your lips to his, he gasps into the kiss and his hands travel down to your waist, pressing your body flush against his. Your hands grab Eddie’s and bringing them up to your chest, you place them on your breasts and he pulls away from the kiss,

“Okay you must really be trying to drive me crazy.” Eddie starts kissing and biting your neck as he plays with your breasts over your shirt. Keen to return the favor you start palming him through his underwear,

“Baby.” Eddie speaks between kisses, “How far do you want to go right now, bearing in mind our friends are literally meters away and tents are not known for their soundproofing?”

You pull away from him and scoot to the tent’s entrance, peeking out through a small hole you’ve unzipped, the tent next to yours is dark, they’ve turned their lantern off and you can’t hear any voices.

“I think they’re asleep Eds...” Eddie kneels beside you and peers out, listening intently. Without warning, you turn his head to yours and pull him in for a kiss before pushing him down to lay on his back, “So I think we can do whatever feels right.” You rock your hips on his bulge, unsubtly getting your point across. Eddie nods and his hands come to your shorts and a loud tearing sound follows,

“Eddie!” You gasp as he rips your clothes from you,

“What?” He asks nonchalantly, kissing your neck as your top suffers a similar fate, “Not my fault these are so fragile.” Eddie rolls you over so he’s on top of you and runs his hands over your body, almost possessively,

“Liking what you see?”

“Its better than I could have imagined in my wildest dreams.”

“Dream about me often Eds?”

“Only every night.” He returns to kissing your neck, as his left hand tangles in your hair his right hand is tracing a path further down your body until his cupping your bare pussy, “Can I please play with you?” He’s almost pleading with his tone,

“I’d be offended if you didn’t.” Eddie smirks and slowly runs his finger over your clit, hissing as he feels how soaking you are, tracing an almost painfully slow pattern until his fingers are just ghosting over your entrance, “I bet you feel incredible inside.” Eddie whispers in your ear, continuing to tease you with his fingers, waiting for you to ask him nicely.

“Why don’t you find out?” Eddie laughs,

“Nope. You’ve got to be a polite little lady about it and ask me.”

“Please?”

“Please what?”

“Eddie please please please touch me.”

“I am touching you?” He pretends to be confused for a moment before he slips his middle finger into you, making you gasp, “Only because you look so pretty when you beg.” He kisses you again, muffling the moans coming from your mouth. He feels you tightening up and adds another finger, stretching your pussy out more, and making you whine as he starts curling his fingers inside you, rubbing your g-spot mercilessly while his thumb traces circles around your clit.

“Eddie, fuck, Eddie you’re going to make me cum.”

“Good. I want to watch your face while you cum all over your best friend’s fingers.” He says with a wicked grin, his fingers working relentlessly until the knot that’s formed in your stomach is untied and Eddie’s having to clamp his hand down on your mouth to muffle the filthy sounds coming out of it as your orgasm wracks through your body, your pussy clenching around on his fingers, your thighs and butt twitching of their own accord.

Once you’ve calmed down Eddie takes his hand off of your mouth and slowly removes his fingers from you, admiring the strings of your arousal on them, before slowly and deliberately sucking each of his fingers clean.

“Well I was right about two things.” There’s a smug edge to his voice,

“And what would those be?” Your voice is still shaky,

“One, that you would feel fucking incredible inside. And two, that you would make the filthiest sounds when you cum. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about both things.” Eddie admits, shamelessly. “There’s only one more thing I’m still pondering.”

“And what would that be.”

“How fucking incredible you would feel around my cock. Am I allowed to find out tonight?”

You nod, eager for more, “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

“You sure? We don’t have to. I don’t have any condoms with me so it would be, raw you know.”

“No condoms?”

“No, I was under the impression this was a friends-only camping trip and didn’t want to seem like I was hoping for a group sex in the woods kind of weekend. So, we do not have to have sex tonight if you want us to use protection.”

“There’s a pharmacy somewhere around here right?”

Eddie shrugs, “Must be, why?”

“Because I’m going to need the morning-after pill tomorrow.” Eddie catches your drift immediately and starts easing his underwear down, he presses the tip of his cock at your entrance,

“If you need me to stop or change your mind please just say okay? I wont be mad, I promise.” 

“Eddie, please just fuck me already.” Eddie chuckles and slowly slips himself into you, biting his bottom lip to hold back a loud groan as he feels your silken walls stretching around him. You have to hold back a similar noise, though you choose to bite down on his shoulder to hold your own noise back. Once he’s got you full to the brim with his cock he looks down at you,

“Ready?” You nod and Eddie starts pulling back slightly before slamming back into you, keeping the rhythm slow and deep, you’re panting and trying to hold back so many erotic sounds,

“Baby, you’re taking this so well, and you’re doing so good at being nice and quiet for me.” Eddie kisses you, letting you moan into his mouth as he continues his pace, the depth of his thrusts making your back arch off the mattress. Eddie has to break the kiss to catch his breath so quickly covers your mouth while your eyes roll back slightly.

“Good fucking girl,” Eddie praises you non-stop while he’s fucking you, his words coming out in quick whispers as he holds back his own moans while you’re tightening around him,

“Eddie ‘m getting close,” You pant, “You need to do something so I’m not loud.” Eddie has picked up his pace now, slipping in and out faster and harder than before, relishing as you struggle to stay quiet. He’s getting close too, he’s barely hanging on but desperate to feel you finish around him. Your pussy is getting so tight he almost has to stop fucking you and your breathing is getting erratic as the warm glow that started in your lower stomach is spreading, pleasure completely wiping your brain of any logical thought, or any consideration to the current situation, so that when you do finish around Eddie, its with a loud scream of his name, which makes Eddie finish inside you with a similar cry of your name.

Eddie crashes down beside you, completely spent, sweat running down his body,

“Well we tried to be quiet? That’s got to earn us some points right?” He’s still breathless as he speaks.

“No, they’re going to be hell when we have breakfast tomorrow Eddie.”

[lightvixxen]

Being on a call with modern!perv!eddie, your just talking about your day and you stop to ask for his input you hear a very breathy “keep talking, please”

[crashnbrn]

joseph jamming with metallica at lolla!

[muns0nslov3r]

We’ve gotten cock drunk reader.. now let’s get some pussy drunk eddie ;)

Be creative hun

GAHHH OKAY YES ANYTHING 4 YOU.

warnings : pussydrunk!eddie, unprotected sex, cum eating? i got a bit to carried away🤩

eddie was laying on his back as he looked up at you, seeing how you bounced on his virgin cock<3 watching your tits bounce, watching your face scrunch up in pleasure. you looked like a fucking goddess to eddie, someone he should care for, and give to their needs, to please, to love, to fuck, and to take it so well. your walls were hugging eddie’s cock tight, feeling every pulse of your pussy, every clench, feeling how you made his cock more and more wetter. you were a moaning mess. but you know who else was, eddie. he stared up at you letting out moans and groans, his chest rising up and down fast. struggling to hold back as you felt so fucking good around his cock. his sweet virgin cock.

feeling how your walls hugged and milked his cock, his hands held your waist as he moaned slurring his pretty words “ s-shit.. s’to good.. ah.. hah- so..so good..” he slurred gripping your waist as he grunted a bit “ hah- ah!- i-i’m so close eddie..” you moaned out, you riding his cock got faster as eddie cried out squeezing his eyes shut as he moaned breathing heavily “ s’close to..” he whimpered as he bounced you on his cock, or- somewhat tried to.. he was sloppily thrusting inside your tight pussy as he held your hand getting on top of you. pounding into you as he groaned and grunted “ im s’close! fuck!” he panted out as he held your hand tight, his other hand gripping your waist as he pounded into you. his tip kissing your cervix with each rough thrust. “ im gonna cum eddie! can i cum please..?” you moaned gripping his back hard as your nails dig into his pale inked skin. “ fuck yeah.. i-im gonna cum with you, cum for me baby. make a fucking mess all over my damn cock.” he said through gritted teeth as he pounded more as you cried out loudly coming with a cry as you gripped eddie’s hair tugging as he groaned releasing white spurts of cum in your pretty pussy. he slowly pulled out as he went down, his tongue messily lapping up your and his cum. groaning at the taste as he smirked licking your clit “ oh eddie!” you moaned legs trembling a bit from overstimulation, he held your thighs apart as he ate your pussy like a starved man, who hasn’t ate for so long.. your pussy was his fucking drug. and he loved it.

[sharp-and-swift]

took months to finally get an upright shirtless Eddie pic and when I tell you I moaned I’m totally fine

#my gaze is respectful #i am not staring at his arms #his abs #his happy trail #l-l-l-lick him from his head to his toes #who said that