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[tastefulstars]

The Boys Next Door

Your cat decides to adopt the boys that live next door, which would be fine if they weren’t so damn pretty.

Eddie Munson x F!Reader x Steve Harrington

word count: 3.7k

a/n: i have decided to combine my love for mainecoon cats and these boys :)))

content warnings: fluff, smut, exhibitionism/voyeurism, masturbation, grinding, dry-humping, messy kissing, dirty talk,

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next | boys pov

Your cat was, well, large.

He was as big as your torso, and was far too heavy for you to carry for long, and you felt bad for keeping him cooped up in your little apartment so you took to taking him out with you. He'd follow along beside you as you walked, his black lead dangling from your wrist - attached to his harness hidden by his fluffy, black fur. The pair of you always managed to turn heads when you were out, children would squeal and giggle at the sight.

You loved to take him into the woods where he could climb trees and run and exercise, making you laugh at his deep growls as he launched from tree to tree, running in circles.

It was coming up to your evening walk and Mr. Meowgi was starting to get restless, knowing you'd be going out soon. You gently stroke his head, murmuring a soft, 'soon bub' and moving to your room to get changed.

Pulling the front door closed, Mr. Meowgi weaving his way through your legs, you hear a loud exclamation.

"Holy shit! Stevie look at that fuckin' cat!"

"Jesus Christ!" The second voice adds after a beat of silence.

You look over and they're standing a few feet away from you, in front of their own door, staring wide eyed and open mouth at the cat rubbing against your legs. You laugh softly and smile at them.

"Hey! You guys just moved in right?" You watch as their eyes drag up from Mr. Meowgi to you, blinking in surprise like they didn't even notice you were there.

"Uhh, yeah! I’m Steve" He said, shaking himself out of his stupor. Your eyes flicker to his companion, Steve smacks him on the chest and he stutters out his own introduction.

"Eddie" He rubs the back of his neck, dropping his eyes back down to Mr. Meowgi. You smile warmly at them and offer your own name.

" - and this!" You say, leaning down and heaving him up against your chest with a groan, "Is Mr. Meowgi!"

You let him drop back to the floor and watch as he pads closer to Steve and Eddie, sniffing at them before rubbing against their legs. They're cooing and awwing at him and both the boys almost collapse trying to kneel down and pet him.

"He's so big" Eddie says, slightly awed, fingers slightly in his fur.

"So soft, so soft" Steve is murmuring, scratching at his chin and cheeks. You move and kneel next to them, chuckling at Mr. Meowgi's loud purrs, you run a hand down his back and up his fluffy tail.

"He's a big baby," You say - you laugh as he throws himself on to their feet, rolling and exposing his stomach, "He likes you two - but we gotta go though”

You excuse yourself, picking up the lead and throwing a 'see you guys around!' over your shoulder as you lead Mr. Meowgi out of the building.

You see them often, coming and going around the same time as you. They were always friendly, charming, and you found yourself becoming fast friends with the both of them. The two of them often took you up on your offers to come over and join you for dinner, which you were glad for - often finding yourself lonely. They offered to watch Mr. Meowgi if you weren't home while they were, you were grateful for it, worrying about him being cooped up, and you pressed your spare key into their hands so they could come over to keep him company anytime they liked.

Each time their warm eyes would lock with yours, heat flared inside you and your stomach fluttered. You felt odd, wanting the both of them, liking the both of them, and you couldn't stop the flush spreading to your cheeks whenever they addressed you with a sweet pet name. It didn’t help at all that they adored Mr. Meowgi almost as much as you did - or that Mr. Meowgi had taken to them like a fish to water.

—

You come home one afternoon and can’t find him in your apartment so, after changing into comfortable clothes and thick, fluffy socks, you pad softly to the next door and knock, hearing a quiet “I think your mama is home” from the other side before Steve’s pulling the door open, smiling widely and letting you in.

The sight greeting you takes your breath away, Eddie is sprawled out asleep on the couch, one leg propped and hanging over the back of it, an arm resting behind his head and there was your baby - laying on his chest, face buried in Eddie’s neck and purring loudly.

You inhale sharply and Steve throws an arm casually over your shoulders, his body pressed against your side.

"Aren't they just the cutest?" He murmurs into your ear, sending tingles throughout your body. Your whole body feels too hot and your toes curl in your socks.

You turn your head and Steve's just there, inches away from your face and you feel the heat radiating off your cheeks. He's smirking at you as you stutter, glancing around and not being able to stand still.

"I better take him" You finally breathe out, looking at the floor, because you couldn't handle looking at Steve or Eddie or even Mr. Meowgi right now, "He needs dinner"

Steve murmurs out a soft, 'okay, darlin'' and moves away from you, and you’re keenly aware of the loss of his body heat. Steve squats next to the couch and gently wakes Eddie.

"C'mon, Eds" His voice is soft honey, "Our girl's here - meowmeow's gotta go home"

You squirm at the causal way he says it, our girl's here, and your stomach is doing flips. Eddie grunts, wrapping his arms around Mr. Meowgi before huffing a sigh. He shifts and the movement causes Mr. Meowgi to jump down, stretching lazily before walking to you to rub against your legs.

"Hey baby" Eddie says absently as he rubs his eyes, your heart stutters, "how was your day?"

"Good!" You squeak, they look over at you and oh, oh no. "Gotta go!"

You grab Mr. Meowgi and all but flee into the safety of your own apartment, ignoring their calls after you. You're willing your heart to stop beating so fast, your cheeks to stop burning, your tummy to stop fluttering.

You drop Mr. Meowgi onto your bed and bury your face in his fur, letting out a giddy laugh because this was just too much. You had feelings for your neighbors, both of them, and you didn't know what to do.

— 

You do your best to keep your feelings hidden, to bury them down and not make them uncomfortable, to keep them in your life. 

It’s not until you bring a guy home in an attempt to distract yourself from your feelings, that you realize your bedroom shares a wall with one of theirs and that they, well, could hear as the stranger fucks you - not well, not the way you want and definitely not well enough to get you off. 

You’re greeted by their wide grins the next morning.

“Good night?” Steve slyly comments, “Sounded like one”

You flush and bury your face in your hands. 

“I’m so sorry!” Your groans muffled in your palms, “I didn’t know you could hear”

They laugh, Eddie waving his hand in a casual ‘don’t worry about it’ move. Steve throws his arm around your shoulders and gently squeezes.

“So, was it a good night?” 

You’re so embarrassed but you’re also feeling frustrated, wishing you had just taken matters into your own hands after the guy left. 

“No” You moan into your hands, Eddie’s wrapping his fingers around your wrists and gently prying your hands away from your face. You know your beet red and try not to look him in the eye, just in case he could see your desire for them. 

“Aw honey” He’s cooing, pulling on your wrists and leading you into their apartment, Mr. Meowgi hot on your heels, “Tiny dick?” 

Steve laughs and you want to just disappear, they’re sitting you in between them on their couch and staring at you expectantly. You groan, throwing your head backwards, resting it on the back of the couch and staring at the ceiling.

“No, not that - I just-” You start, sighing, “He just wasn’t very, giving? I guess” 

Steve’s got his hand on your knee and Eddie’s still holding onto your wrist, thumb gently rubbing against the sensitive skin. 

“You didn’t finish, did you?” Eddie comments, not really asking you.

You cover your face again, and groan. They’re chuckling and you move, pulling yourself away from them, standing. 

“I, I uh” You’re stammering and refusing to look at them, “I should probably head off - thanks for lookin’ after my big baby today��

You rush out of there, face inflamed and heart pounding.

You’re all too relieved to push your way into your apartment that evening, sighing heavily and letting the days tension leave your body. You let your eyes slip closed and lean against the door, breathing. You normally head next door right after you get home, but you take your time today. As you’re changing into loose shorts and a tank, there’s a knock at the door. 

Wandering over, you can hear Mr. Meowgi meowing on the other side. You sigh, knowing you’d taken too long and he was hungry. You pull the door open and Eddie’s there, smiling sheepishly.

“He’s uh, been meowin’ and pawin’ at our door for a bit so I figured I’d bring him over for you” He tells you, eyes flickering over your body. You crouch down and scratch at him, whispering your apologies and promising dinner. 

You stand, and you don’t know if you’re just imagining it but Eddie has this look of adoration on his face, a little shy smile and wide eyes. Impulsively, you press a kiss on his cheek.

“Do - Do you and Steve wanna come over? I’ll make you dinner?” 

“Yeah!” He says, too loud and too quickly, he winces and clears his throat, “Yeah, that would be great, I’ll just go get him” 

You stand in the doorway, you don’t have to wait long. Eddie returns within a few moments, hand holding Steve’s and dragging him into your apartment. 

“Hi gorgeous!” Steve says, pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head as he passes you. 

They settle in on the couch as you potter around the kitchen, preparing Mr. Meowgi’s dinner before you start on your own meal. 

“You want a hand?” Steve’s asking and you wave him off, pulling open the door to your fridge and taking a couple of beers to them.

“No, it’s okay” You smile as you hand them their drinks, “Just relax” 

The three of you make casual conversation as you prepare them dinner, grilled vegetables and mash potato and sausages, and you feel their eyes on you as you work. It’s peaceful and makes you feel like this is what’s been missing in your life. You feel bubbly and can’t remove the smile off your face as you listen to them, joking and bantering. They praise you, as they always do, as they finish their meals - thanking you for feeding them, for taking such good care of them.

You just flush, smiling sweetly at them and pressing two containers into their hands full of leftovers as they leave. 

You head to your bathroom after cleaning up and stand under the hot water, sighing. You were still feeling a little bit desperate after your disappointing encounter the night before and Eddie and Steve spending the evening with you certainly didn’t help. You let your fingertips glide over your body, tweaking your nipples, and imagine it was Steve and Eddie touching you.  

You huff, shutting off the shower and quickly drying yourself off before you throw yourself onto your bed. There’s a noise behind your head and you glance at the wall, stilling and straining your ears. 

Your cunt gushes when you hear a deep moan - you press your hand over your mouth, trying to keep your sounds to a minimum in order to keep listening. You know you should stop, move away and not listen, to give your friends privacy, but you don’t. 

“Tell me” Steve’s ordering, grunting and there’s another breathy moan, a firm thud, “C’mon, Eds, tell me what you were thinking about”

You still, clenching around nothing as you picture it.

“I- I- Oh” Eddie groans, panting, “Was thinkin’ about our girl”

“Yeah? What about her?”

Your eyes widened, could they? They’re not talking about you, surely?

“She’s just so pretty” Eddie answers, “So soft and gorgeous”

“She is, isn’t she?” Steve hums.

There’s a few moments of silence and then another dull thud, right against the wall, and they’re both moaning loudly. Your fingers slip inside you instinctively, letting their words spur you on.

“What do you want to do to her?” Steve asks.

“Wanna eat her out, make her cum all over my mouth and feed you her slick” Eddie whines, “Wanna- Oh fuck, do that again, fuck. Wanna watch as you fuck her pretty pussy”

“Fuck, Eddie” Steve’s grunting, “God, baby. What else? Don’t stop”

There’s a soft, rhythmic thumping against the wall and you bite down on your palm, trying to imagine it - imagine Steve fucking Eddie against your shared wall, is he fucking him from behind or has he got him pinned against the wall, legs wrapped tight around his waist? Your fingers work furiously, pumping inside you quickly and gasping softly. 

“Ohh, Oh Steve - Fuck, right there” Eddie gasps, “Want us to take care of her, make her ours. Make her feel so good”

“I want to see her sitting on your face, baby” Steve says, “Your mouth is sinful” 

Eddie is moaning and you move, shifting to kneel at the head of your bed and you press your forehead against the wall. You could almost feel how hard Steve was fucking Eddie, and you let out a soft whimper and press your fingers inside yourself again. 

“I want her to take both of us at the same time, she’d do it so well - she’d take care of us so well” Steve grunts as Eddie gasps, grunting out ‘more, fuck, harder’ almost mindlessly,“We’d pin her down and fuck her until she can’t talk and then when she’s able to, we’d fuck her again and again and again”

They’re crying out and moaning, you shudder and ache for it, for what they were saying.

“Wanna ruin her” Steve says, “Want to fuck her so good she won’t ever be able to have anyone else” 

“Oh god!” Eddie cries out, “Fuck, ‘m close”

You work yourself, rocking on your fingers and pressing firmly on your clit - you were close as well and you wanted, wanted so badly. 

“Me too” Steve moans, “C’mon, wanna feel it”

Eddie is crying out, gasping and you hear a shout from Steve - you quickly follow, shaking and biting your lip to muffle your cries. 

You collapse onto your bed, breathing hard. It doesn’t take long for the shame to creep up on you - you felt terrible for using them to get yourself off, listening into a private moment. You didn’t know how you were going to face them, to look them in the eye and pretend you didn’t know what they sounded like as they climaxed. 

You groan softly and pull your blanket above your head, refusing to acknowledge it. 

—

Weeks had passed since The Incident, and you were doing your best to avoid them, really really not wanting to deal with your feelings. Although they were making it incredibly difficult- sinful noises and words kept drifting through your shared wall, they were always in the hallway when you were coming home, or bumping into you at the mailbox, or keeping Mr. Meowgi in their apartment until you were knocking at their door to retrieve him. 

It all comes to a head when you don’t leave your apartment for a few days, only sneaking out after dark to take Mr. Meowgi out for his walk. It’s late and you’re laying in bed, curled up around Mr. Meowgi and trying to sleep, when they’re pushing their way into your room. Your mind goes blank before you remember you gave them your spare key. 

Mr. Meowgi jumps up, trotting to the end of the bed and meowing loudly at them, already purring. You sit up and frown at him.

“Traitor” You sigh, you drift your eyes up and they’re looking sad, worried and frustrated. Your heart breaks a little bit.

“Do you not like us?” Eddie asks quietly, like he’s scared of the answer, his hand automatically coming to rest on Mr. Meowgi’s head. You feel tears prick your eyes, guilt flooding you for your behavior, you were hurting them.

“No!” You shout, rising onto your knees and reaching out, “Don’t say that! You know I like you! I like you both! 

“Then why are you avoiding us?” Steve asks, hurt clear in his voice. He looks sad and all you want to do is wrap your arms around him and beg for forgiveness.

“I-” You’re stuttering, not really sure how to answer before you just blurt out the truth, words spilling and once you’ve started you can’t stop.

“I like you, I like you both so much. And, I. I want to be with you both but it’s not normal and I know you two are together so it’s not like you’d want me or anything and I’m sorry! I can’t pretend I don’t feel the way I do so I figured it would be best for everyone if I just stopped being around you two.”

They’re staring at you. Eddie’s head was tilted forwards, towards Mr. Meowgi but he’s looking up at you with big round eyes and Steve’s just staring, lips parted. 

There’s a beat, a stutter of your heart, and then Steve’s just launching himself at you - startling Mr. Meowgi, who trots out of the room - and pressing his lips against yours. He’s cupping your cheek and wrapping a hand around your waist. You’re glad he’s got his hands on you because your knees buckle, and you’re scared you’ll collapse If he lets go. 

Steve softly rubs his lips against yours, caressing you in a sweet kiss. He pulls away and you gasp, he starts to press quick kisses all over your face until you’re scrunching your nose and laughing. You don’t see him reaching for Eddie, pulling him in and pressing him against you. Steve pulls away from you, only to be replaced by Eddie - who’s kissing you like his life depends on it, licking his way into your mouth and tasting you. 

“Oh darlin’” Steve murmurs, gently caressing the back of your head, “We’ve wanted you for so long - why’d you think we started fuckin’ in my room rather than Eds? Wanted you to hear us, wanted you to know what we wanna do to you” 

Eddie is gently lowering you down, laying you down and pressing himself down on top of you. You shudder as you feel his warmth, his body, holding you down. 

“Silly girl, do you really think we care about normal?” He murmurs into your skin as he kisses his way down your throat, “We adore you”

“Adore you so fuckin’ much, darlin’” Steve kneels beside you, hand resting on Eddie’s ass and the other cupping your cheek.

Eddie sits, kneeling between your legs. He’s looking at you for a moment, before looking at Steve. He leans over, capturing Steve’s lips in a messy kiss. 

“Adore you too, handsome” He says into Steve’s mouth, making him chuckle and murmuring a soft ‘I know, baby’.

You swoon and whimper, head spinning and your heart stuttering out a quick beat and you shudder a breath and their hands are on you, cupping your cheeks and holding your hips. 

“Will you let us look after you, darlin’?” Steve’s asking, giving your hip a gentle squeeze, “let us make you feel good?”

“We wanna make you feel good, beautiful” Eddie adds, thumb stroking at your cheekbone. 

You’re pushing yourself up, kneeling between them. Pressing a filthy kiss onto Steve’s lips, your hand tangles into Eddie’s curls and you pull him into you both, pulling him into the kiss. It’s messy and the three of you lick into each other's mouths, sucking and biting at each other's lips. 

It’s so fucking hot and you’re all left panting by the time you break away from each other, Eddie rests his forehead against your temple and Steve’s pressing his hips against your side.

“Fuckin’ hell, baby” Eddie pants, licking at your cheek. You can feel them where they’re pressed against you, hard in their pants. You wrap your arms around them, sliding your hands down until you’ve got a hand grabbing Steve’s ass and the other is holding onto Eddie’s. They groan, rocking their hips closer to you. 

You squeeze them, pressing them closer to you and tilt your head back. They’re pressing kisses and licking at your neck, biting and sucking and making you shiver. There’s a thigh being pressed in between your legs and a hand sliding into your pants, sliding through your drenched folds and rubbing your clit gently. 

The three of you are rocking, grinding on each other. Panting and kissing and licking and biting and it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever experienced. It doesn’t take you long, until you’re crying out and moaning their names as fireworks explode under your skin. They follow after you, thrusting against your hips and thighs until they’re spilling in their pants. 

You gently press a kiss onto each of their lips and murmur at them to lay down, which they happily comply with. They’re pulling you down onto them, squeezing you into the tiniest space between them. You’re more laying on top of them then on your bed, their hands stroking your back. Content to just bask in the afterglow of your orgasms and the warmth of each other.

[tastefulstars]

Get in Line

Your words come back to haunt you and now Billy, Eddie and Steve are making it their personal mission in life to ruin you.

Billy Hargrove x Eddie Munson x F!Reader x Steve Harrington

word count: 5.6k

a/n: this uhh got away from me a little and ummm, im not sorry :))

taglist: @starkleila

content warnings: 18+ only, mdni, fxmxmxm, piv, pia, pim, degradation (lots of sl*t/wh*re), dirty talk, oral (f&m receiving), fingering (v&a), possessiveness, manhandling, very very unprotected sex, rough handling & choking, over-stimulation, multiple orgasms. lmk if anything is missed. masterlist next

You wake slowly, body heavy and sleepy. You're groaning and regretting being awake when oh no, no no no, your words from last night filter through your brain - why would I choose one when I could have all of them? Three dicks for three holes - and you're mortified. Shame and humiliation has your face burning and you sink into your bed, pulling the covers up and over the top of your head and wishing the ground would just open up and swallow you whole.

You know they heard you, heard you basically admit to fantasizing about the three of them tag-teaming and passing you between them and using you, and if you never had to look them in the eyes again, you would be absolutely fine with that.

You're content to stay in bed and simmer in your shame when there's a slamming on your door and you whimper because there's only one person who has the balls to bang on your door like that. You do your best to ignore it but the banging only gets louder and more insistent and annoying.

Stomping your way to the door, you yank it open, glaring at Billy.

"What?" You snap, he's standing there - one arm up and leaning against the door frame and looking stupid and handsome and does he not know how to button his damn shirts? You watch as his smirk grows more prominent as he rakes his eyes down your body, you're only wearing a pair of undies and an old smurfs shirt that really, really doesn't cover much. Your scowl deepens.

"We're going out" He finally says, jerking his chin over his shoulder and you spot Steve and Eddie, hanging out the windows of Steve's car and they're leering at you just as much as Billy had been.

"Have fun then" You say, moving to slam the door closed on him - he's quick though, shoving his way in just enough you can't close it. He smiles sweetly at you.

"Oh no - don't be like that" His voice is soft and syrupy and it makes you want to melt, "you're coming with us, sweetheart"

The way he says it is absolutely sinful and you feel the heat radiating off your cheeks and you don't know where to look. He's pushing at you, making you stumble backwards, and keeps his hands on your hips as he marches you to your room and pushes you inside.

"Get changed"

He waits outside your door, which you firmly shut because you don't know if you could take his comments, and quickly slide on a pair of fitted red striped pants and pull a fitted black tank depicting a skeleton riding on a motorbike over your head. You weren't trying to get dressed up but, well, if your clothes would make your boys not take their eyes off you, then even better.

You shake your head roughly, your hair is a lost cause and you don't have the energy for makeup. You slide a pair of socks on your feet before you're grabbing your backpack and jacket. You yank the door open and Billy is still there, leaning casually on the wall opposite.

"Very nice" He's commenting, lip curling at the corners and you huff, pushing at him. You slip your feet into your boots, hand holding onto Billy's shoulder and he reaches for your waist to steady you.

You push him out the door and pile into Steve's waiting car. Both Steve and Eddie turn and beam at you, greeting you warmly and you feel your eyes narrow, suspicion creeping up your spine.

"She's grumpy today" Billy says from the front, ignoring your 'am not!', "She might need some extra lovin'"

Eddie reaches across the seat and slips his fingers into your pants at your hip and you suck in a sharp breath as he pulls, sliding you across the backseat until you're flush against him. Your lungs are shuddering and you really don't know what to do, your face is going to combust, you know it.

"Aw, poor baby" He's laughing at you.

"We'll take care of you, don't worry" Steve is throwing a grin over his shoulder at you as he backs out your driveway.

You scowl at them all and fold your arms across your chest, face flushed and heart tapping out a quick beat.

"Why are you three even hanging out? You don't like each other" You're snapping at them and trying to will yourself into not being so damn turned on, you're embarrassed and horny and they know it.

"Ahh" Eddie waves his hand, "Those two ain't so bad"

"It helps we have a comment interest" Steve adds, and the feeling of wanting the ground to swallow you up comes rushing back.

Billy's eyes catch yours in the rear-vision mirror and you want to wipe that smug smirk off his stupid face, and maybe kiss his stupid face and then kiss Eddie's stupid face and then Steve's even stupider face. You turn away from the three of them and stare out the window, willing your face and heart and body to just calm down already!

You know they're doing this on purpose, riling you up and teasing with their words and touches, unfortunately for you - they are very, very good at it and it works very, very well.

They end up taking you to the arcade and they argue who was going to pay for your tokens and your drinks and your snacks, who would be taking care of you. You rub at your eyes, and sigh heavily.

"Enough!" You whine, "just, just cut it out - please? Billy buy my tokens, Steve you get my drinks and Eddie you can buy my snacks, alright? Settled?"

They're smiling at you and you just groan. It was going to be a long day.

By the time they drop you off home, your undies are soaked and they've reduced you to a blushing mess with their innuendos and causal touches that were anything but.

They all walk you to your door, which in itself is strange, normally they'd just sit in their cars and wait until you'd shut your house door behind you. You thank them for the day as you dig your keys out of your bag and when you look up at them from under your lashes, they're leering again. Starting at you with blatant want, and your flush deepens.

"Well, goodnight!" You squeak and fly into the safety of your home. You hear their laughter and muffled voices and you bury your face in your hands and whimper.

You had hoped that that would be the end of it, time would pass and they'd move on to other conquests and your poor heart would be given a break from the constant flirting and touching, but no, no you're not that lucky.

They're almost always together now when you're with them, If you ask one of them to hang, the others show up. Sometimes they just show up unannounced at your home and push their way into your room and make themselves comfortable.

You really don't know how much more of it you can take, it's starting to get too much and you always feel overwhelmed and horny and you're in danger of developing feelings, so you try to put some distance between the four of you. You're conveniently busy when they want to spend time with you, or you've got a headache or you're not feeling well, or your parents really need your help, and you're starting to run out of excuses as to why you're avoiding them.

There's a party this weekend, you know that your boys don't know the host so you're going - desperate for a chance to relax and maybe even pick up a stranger. You take your time, styling your hair and doing your makeup, and you dress up - wearing a pair of fitted, high waisted denim shorts that really don't have any business being called shorts and a little black, top that shows off way too much cleavage.

The music is loud and the heat of everyone pressed into the living room is making you clammy but you're enjoying yourself. Letting loose and sipping your drink. There's a guy in your space and he's asking you if you want to dance and you say yes, taking his hand because why not? He's cute and maybe he'll help you forget your dumb feelings about Billy, Eddie and Steve.

The guy, Kevin? Mark? You don't know but he has his hands low on your hips as you dance, the tips of his fingers almost resting on the curve of your ass. You've lazily draped your arms around his shoulders and tip your head back, closing your eyes and just enjoying the moment.

Well, you're enjoying it right up until you feel him, John? No Kevin - definitely Kevin, tense and still. You crack open your eyes and he's looking over your shoulder and then he blinks and tears himself away from you. You're left reeling and confused but there's a strong hand gripping your bicep and whirling you around and there's fucking Billy and Steve and Eddie.

They look angry and they're pulling at you, tugging you outside and ignoring your protests and attempts to yank your arms out of their grip. They're shoving you into Billy's car and he's tearing out of there, speeding down the road and away from the party.

"What the actual fuck?" You yell, anger bubbling to the surface. Billy is clenching his jaw and gripping the wheel tight and Steve has a stony expression on his face and Eddie, oh Eddie just looks disappointed, your heart is sinking and you feel tears burning in your eyes. You never wanted to hurt them. 

"Could ask you the same question" Steve says, clipped and short.

"We thought you didn't feel well" Eddie is saying, voice hard, "and yet, here you are"

You feel shame and guilt at lying to them well inside you and your face scrunches. You turn away, facing the door so they can't see the way your eyes water and you’re biting your lip and you try your hardest not to cry.

"You three don't own me" You're snapping out, redirecting your feelings into anger and Billy is snorting, "I'm allowed to spend time with who I want!"

"That's where you're wrong" Billy snarls, he's driving too fast and you don't even know where they're taking you. It's not until his pulling in behind Steve's car and you're eyeing the house, dark and silent, that you start to feel - not scared but well, almost scared, worried maybe? Apprehensive. You don't know what to expect and they all look so angry and disappointed and upset with you.

Billy is pulling open your door and leaning in, grabbing hold of your arms and pulling you out of his car. Steve's unlocking the house and Eddie is pushing your back and Billy is pulling your arm. You stumble in, and they're leading you to Steve's room. They only let go of you once you're inside the room, shut in with them and the rest of the world shut out.

You're breathing hard and you're almost enjoying this, being manhandled and the possessiveness. Almost. You just need them to communicate. They're standing, facing you with their arms crossed and blank faces. You shift, restless at their scrutiny and wanting them to just do something, say something.

"So?" It's Steve who breaks the silence, "care to explain why you have been blowing us off for weeks?"

And you know he doesn't mean it the way it sounds, but oh his words make you tremble and flush. You scrunch your nose up, looking anywhere but the three boys staring you down.

"You know why!" You crack, voice breaking. You can't keep ignoring what you've said - pretending you're okay with all the flirting and touching and not acknowledging how you feel about them. It's Eddie who sighs softly, moving to you and cupping your cheek.

"Yeah" He's keeping his voice soft, calm, "we know"

"Why do you think we've been spending so much time teasing you, flirting with you? All all of us, together?" Steve's saying, sighing and sitting on the edge of his bed. Eddie gently pushes you down, sandwiching you between him and Steve, and Billy is moving to kneel in front of you.

"Yeah, hell, after spending so much time with you three - I even kind of like these two loosers now" Billy confesses, resting his hands on your thighs, "And if any of you say anything to anyone, you'll regret it."

You laugh and the utter sweetness in his voice as he threatens you all, then it all becomes too much and you collapse, hunching in on yourself and trying to be as small as possible. Eddie holds your hand and Steve rubs your back and Billy is gently pressing his fingers into your thighs.

"What? You sayin' you don't want us anymore and we've put all this effort into wooing you for nothing?" Steve jokes, a hint of anxiety in his voice - they were worried you had changed your mind and that's why you were at the party, but you're shaking your head.

"No, I just-" Your voice is quiet, meek. "I guess I didn't think you three would be okay with it? Wouldn't be okay with sharing or being in that situation and it's not like this is normal"

You hiss out the word like you're ashamed of your desires, and a small part of you is.

"We wouldn't be here if we weren't" Billy says, Steve hums in agreement.

"We talked about it, almost as soon as you said it at that party. We've been talking about this for months, babe" Eddie assures you.

"Believe us?" Steve murmurs against your shoulder. Eddie's looking at you with his big brown eyes and Billy is watching from under his lashes and Steve's got his lips mouthing the skin of your shoulder and it's all too much for you and you hiccup a gasp and nod.

"Tell us what you want"

And you're so, so embarrassed, your cheeks burning, as you whisper that you want to be passed around from one of them to the other, as they compete to see who can fuck you the best, to hold you down and push their dicks into you and make you squirm and take it, that you want them to not stop using you until they're completely sated and satisfied, that you don't want them to stop even if you're begging them to - only to stop of you say your safe word that you whisper to them.

And oh.

Eddie is pressing his lips against yours in a downright filthy kiss. It's all tongue and teeth and you can feel your combined spit drooling down your chin. When you gasp for air you're being yanked away from Eddie, Billy pressing himself up and licking into your mouth.

"Not gonna be much of a competition" Billy is saying into your mouth, "We all know I'll fuck you the best"

And really, you should have known they would be taking this too seriously - like it was an actual competition and you were the prize.

Steve is snorting and muttering a 'not likely' and Eddie is huffing a 'yeah right'.

You're a mess before they've even gotten your clothes off, slick soaking right through your shorts and your cunt aching, all from the messy, sloppy kisses they've been pressing into your mouth. It's Billy who notices.

"Jesus fuck" He laughs, "She's fucking soaked and we haven't even touched her"

Steve's raising his eyebrows and pushing his fingers between your legs, shoving Billy’s hand away where it'd been cupping you. He groans when he feels your drenched shorts and you squirm, trying to get some pressure from his fingers. Eddie clamps his hands on your hips and stills you.

"God she's such a slut" Eddie laughs, "Absolutely desperate for it"

"I bet she's gotten off, thinking about taking our cocks" Steve says, "and she really thinks that pathetic little guy would have been able to satisfy her? Look at her, one cock is not enough for a whore like her"

Billy is laughing at his comment, you almost hate how much their words arouse you, your veins feel like they're on fire and you're whining, panting and trying to move to get your clothes off.

"What do you think you're doing?" Eddie asks, condescendingly, Steve chuckles.

"I think she wants her clothes off"

"Of course she does, she's a slut" Billy agrees, and he's reaching for your shirt and so is Steve and Eddie and they each have the fabric in their hands and they just, tear it. You moan at the display of strength and go limp, letting them rid you of the rest of your clothes and you're left laying on the bed naked while they're all still fully dressed. It's absolutely thrilling, you're gushing slick and almost desperate enough to start begging already.

"Who's going first?" Steve asks, the boys glance at each other and Billy shrugs.

"We'll all get a turn so it's not like it matters"

"You go then, Steve" Eddie says, sliding jacket off his shoulders and resting against the top of the bed. He shouldn't look so graceful and casual in his movements, especially when you can see how hard he is in his jeans, but he does.

Billy shoves at you until you're laying next to Eddie, head on a pillow and he's sitting beside you - mirroring Eddie. Eddie is resting his forearm on your shoulder, putting just enough of his weight to pin you there and trailing the fingers of his other hand along your nipple while Billy leans over you with his big hand squeezing your other tit and he's sucking on your neck.

Steve's nestling himself between your legs and pressing sloppy kisses on your hips and lower stomach. You can't stop whining and gasping, you couldn't think, couldn't do anything besides moan their names.

Your mind stutters and goes blank when Steve presses his mouth against your cunt, you don't even realize you've let out a high keen. Billy's laughing in your neck and Eddie pinches your nipple.

"God, she's a mess and we haven't even started" Billy chuckles.

"Hmm, just wait 'til we're done" Eddie replies, "she'll be so ruined that she wont be able to have anyone else"

The casual way they speak to each other about you sends little zings through you, your thighs shake around Steve's head where he is lazily eating at your pussy.

"How many times do you think we can make her come tonight?" Eddie asks and the others still, glancing at him then flicking their gazes to your red, flushed face.

"Six sounds good" Steve murmurs into your cunt, "two for each of us"

"I think she can give us more than six" Billy's commenting from where he's sucking hickies onto your breast.

"Lets find out"

Steve goes back to lapping at you and Billy is marking as much of your skin as he can reach and Eddie tweaks a nipple before leaning down and capturing your lips in a kiss.

The combined sensations of hands and lips all over your body has you overwhelmed already and you can't stop the sudden orgasm from washing over you. You shake against them, thighs tight around Steve's head and moaning into Eddie's mouth.

Steve doesn't give you a moment to catch your breath, he doesn't even bother to get undressed. He zips his jeans down and pulls out his cock and just shoves it inside you. You cry out and try to move but Billy and Eddie are just holding you down, pined to the bed, lazily kissing and sucking hickies into your skin.

Steve doesn't let you adjust to him and just starts fucking into you. You're so wet that every thrust is making an obscene squelching noise, you gasp little a little 'ah!" every time he's shoving back into you.

"Oh god, Steve" you whine, you can't move and all you want is to press your fingers against your clit and come all over his cock, "Steve, please - oh, ahh, ohhh - wanna, ah, wanna come"

"Again? Already?" Billy says, biting harshly on your collar bone, "Don't know if you deserve it. You're fucking her Steve - what do you think?"

"Hmm, I -" He's breathing heavily and his head hangs between his shoulders, his hips never faltering in their quick pace, "Fuck this pussy is so fuckin' tight"

"Bet it's drenched" Eddie murmurs, "We don't even need lube"

"You'll come all over my cock" Steve grunts at you, "Then I'll fill you up and make it even wetter for them"

You're keening softly and clench down on Steve's dick and Eddie presses his fingers on your clit and you're coming undone. Steve's grunting and gasping, thrusting a couple more times before he's shuddering his own release.

"Fuck" He pants, "Fuck, you've got to make her come on your cock, it's - fuck, so good"

Eddie shifts, shoving Steve out of the way and he's pulling your hips up and resting your ass on his thighs. Steve tucks himself away and lays on his side beside you, and latches his lips on your skin.

Billy is shoving his tongue in your mouth as Eddie thrusts inside you, you moan loudly around Billy's lips and bury a hand in his hair, using the other to grip Steve's bicep.

Eddie pounds into you, the angle is different this time and he's brushing against your g-spot on each rough thrust. His hands grip your hips and you just know you'll have finger print shaped bruises tomorrow. Your cunt is fluttering and you can't stop trembling, and you feel cock drunk already and you can't form any semblance of coherent thought.

Billy wraps a hand around your throat as he kisses you, his grip is firm but not tight and it goes straight to your cunt. Eddie moans softly and slams into you harder.

"Ah, hold her throat tighter" He gasps, "She just gushed all over me"

"Yeah?" Steve is speaking lowly, "You like being choked huh? You're so fucking dirty"

Billy moves, sitting beside you and holding you down by your throat and he shoves two fingers into your mouth. You gag on them and mindlessly start sucking, stroking the digits with your tongue.

"Bet you like that, huh? Whore" He's spitting at you and your eyes roll back.

Eddie is slamming into you and once he presses his fingers against your clit you climax for a third time, soft whimpers escaping your lips. He doesn't change pace, unrelenting and it only takes a few more hard brushes of his cock on your g-spot and you're squealing around Billy's fingers, your whole body shaking with a fourth orgasm.

Eddie slams into you a final time before he peaks, spilling inside you. He's moaning softly and rocking himself through his climax. Once he stills, he looks down at you.

"The fucking slut squirted all over me" He tells the others as he pulls out, his and Steve's combined fluids dripping out of you and spilling down your ass onto the mattress. He smacks Billy on the shoulder as he moves.

"Your turn, big boy" He quips.

You're mindlessly staring at them, brain fuzzy and whole body tingling. You feel so, so, good. Used and stretched and stuffed full of seed. Billy is grabbing your hips, lifting and spinning you - setting you on your knees and holding your ass in the air. He's behind you, pressing in, gripping your hips tight and you let yourself go limp, chest and shoulders pressed into the bed.

"Still so fucking tight" He's grunting and pounding into you, and it's all you can focus on is breathing between moans and how good your pussy feels and how amazing having cocks stuffed into you one after the other feels.

"God, the noises you make" Eddie groans.

"She's good huh?" Steve asks, casually, holding the back of your neck.

"So fucking good" Eddie agrees.

"This fuckin' tight, pretty pussy was made for this" Billy grunts out in time with his thrusts. You can feel the mess dripping down your thighs and you might be drooling onto the sheets and you're starting to feel overstimulated and sensitive and Billy just keeps going.

You're whining out a litany of please, please, oh god, Billy, please. You don't know exactly what you're begging for - to come, for him to come, for him to stop, for him to never ever stop. There’s a set of hands lifting your shoulders, holding you up, and a cock is being pressed against your lips.

You shudder and let your jaw go slack, sinking down onto it. You don’t even know who’s cock you’re sucking on and you’ve never, ever been so turned on.

“Fuck” Steve is saying above you, “Her fucking mouth”

“As good as her cunt?” Eddie asks, he’s got his hands underneath you and he’s playing with your tits, lips pressed against your back and biting.

“Nothin’ could be as good as this cunt” Billy chuckles, you moan around Steve’s cock at their words, loving how they could just speak the filthiest things about you so easily. Steve winds a hand in your hair and uses it as leverage it push and pull your head, using your mouth as a fuck hole.

“She’s loving this, being a little fucktoy and cumdump” Eddie says against your back, “She’s gonna cum any minute from it, aren’t you?”

You nod as best you can while being fucked in both your cunt and mouth and you can feel it building, a fifth orgasm creeping up on you. You clench around Billy’s cock and he stills, breathing heavily as he fills you.

He pulls out and shoves two fingers inside you, pushing all the fluid back inside your cunt. He’s rough and fast, fingering you and making you shake. The firm smack against your ass has you jerking and squeaking around Steve’s cock, there’s laughter above you and someone’s saying do it again. Billy smacks your ass, leaving red hand prints all over, each stinging smack makes you whine and jerk and you’re gagging on Steve’s dick, drool sliding down his cock, and your eyes roll and you orgasm.

They shove you, pushing you down on the bed and you pant, chest heaving, slick and fluid gushing out of your cunt. You’re so sweaty and hot and you can’t begin to express how good you feel, you can’t even think. You can hear them moving around and it takes all of your concentration and energy to roll your head and open your eyes. They’re stripping, and what a sight, they’re all so fucking hot and you can’t stop the whine leaving your lips.

Eddie’s all long and toned, tattoos littered over his body, and Steve’s tummy looks soft and his arms strong, and Billy is all lean muscle and tanned skin. You’ve already climaxed so many times but that doesn’t stop your cunt clenching and leaking even more slick. You’re wide eyed and slack jawed and flicker your gaze over all three of them, not really sure where to look but not wanting to take your eyes off them.

Eddie’s attaching his lips to your cunt, licking and sucking and cleaning you. Your back arches and you wail, sensitive and overstimulated. Billy grabs at your throat and slides his cock into your mouth and you do your best to take him, to suck and make him feel good. Steve is just stroking your chest and stomach, leaving trails of fire everywhere he trails his fingers.

“You’re such a good little slut” Steve murmurs, you whine and tremble, “Perfect pussy made just to take our cocks”

Billy takes it easy on you and rocks his hips gently, huffing quietly, and Eddie is pressing his thumb against your asshole and the pressure has you panting, tilting your hips down.  He pulls away from your cunt, just far enough to speak.

“Steve, you got some lube? As wet as she is, don’t want to risk hurtin’ her”

Your eyes slip closed and listen to the shuffling, a draw opening, a click of a bottle opening. You keen at the initial press of a finger into your ass and you can’t help yourself, rocking your hips and trying to feel more inside you. You can’t concentrate and your jaw slackens, Billy’s cock slipping out of your mouth.

“Fuck, who would have thought the innocent little princess would love it up her ass”

“I’m really not surprised - she’s a fuckin’ filthy whore”

“How many times you think she’s let some pathetic guy fuck her like this?”

“Oh, she’d beg for it every time”

“She’s never going to be satisfied now, no desperate guy like the one she was dancing with - what was his name?”

There’s a hand wrapping around your chin and jaw and squeezing, you open your eyes and make a sad little noise, eyes watering.

“What was his name, bitch?”

“Ke-Kevin” You gasp out, there’s too much happening all at once and you’re struggling to function, “Please”

“Right. Kevin would never be able to satisfy you”

There’s mean laughter and hands pressing everywhere and they don’t rush, taking you when they want. Eddie’s got his fingers buried in your ass and you need more, need to taste them, need them inside you. They’re dragging this out and you just break, and you start crying. You start begging between deep gasps and making little whining sounds on each exhale.

“Please, please - need more, please oh, I can’t, I can’t” 

They’re pushing you and moving, they’ve got you kneeling with an arm wrapped tight against you holding you against Eddie’s chest. Steve is slipping under you, legs resting either side of yours and Eddies, and Billy kneels just behind Steve’s head fisting his cock.

You’re being pushed down, kneeling over Steve who holds you up with strong hands on your waist, Eddie’s hands gripping your hips, and you’re being pushed down onto Steve’s cock, cunt clenching, and Eddie’s pressing into your ass. Billy reaches and grips your hair, feeding you his cock.

You’re completely full, your arms shaking with the strain of holding yourself up, you’ve never felt anything quite like this. Stretched and full and used, your brain buzzes softly and you just go blank - letting them use you ‘til they’re satisfied. 

There isn’t much talking once they start moving, Eddie and Steve rock in sync, in and out, out and in. Billy is shoving his cock as deep as you can take it, nose brushing on his coarse hair. It’s all too much, you’re too sensitive and you can’t take much more and you never ever ever want them to pull out. Tears flow freely down your cheeks and you let their grunts, groans and gasps wash over you, sending you into a blissfully, mindless state.

Your clit is brushing against Steve on every rock and you shudder as a sixth orgasm washes over you, making Steve and Eddie groan as you clench and flutter around them. You let out soft little gasps around Billy’s cock and on a particularly deep thrust, you gag around him.

Billy lets out a soft fuck and spills down your throat, you swallow as best you can but some dribbles past your lips and down your chin. It doesn’t take long for Eddie and Steve to both climax, pressing their cocks as deep as they can and groaning as they coat your insides.

There’s a moment of stillness, you all just hold yourselves, breathing heavily and basking in the pleasure.

Then Billy is pulling his cock out of your mouth and gently relaxing his hold on your hair, Eddie slips out of your ass and he helps Steve carefully roll you onto your side on the bed. There’s soft murmuring above you but you can’t comprehend anything outside of yourself, your mind blank and empty.

You feel a body pressed against your back and an arm around your waist, and someone’s running their fingers through your hair and stroking your face. After a few moments, your leg is being pushed, moved further up the bed and there’s a warm cloth being pressed against you. You whine quietly and flinch at the feeling of the rough fabric brushing against your swollen cunt and there’s a soft shushing noise.

You’re being rolled gently onto your back and there’s a body pressed against both your sides and someone is laying between your legs, resting their head on your stomach. They stroke your skin and hair and murmur words you don’t understand and the pressure of being surrounded by them grounds and relaxes you.

When you become aware of yourself and your surroundings, you let out a soft groan, alerting the boys to you.

“Hey baby” Steve’s murmuring against your cheek.

“You okay, sweetheart?” Billy asks softly from your other side. You risk a glance down and Eddie’s resting his chin on your tummy, staring up at you with doe eyes, he smiles lovingly when he notices you looking.

“Hey” You sound absolutely wrecked, voice broken and rough. Your body is sore and aching a little, and you were going to cry if they make you leave any time soon, “‘m good, sore, but good”

“Want a shower?” Steve asks, voice soft and sweet. You shake your head, letting your eyes slip closed and sighing.

“Not yet” You whisper.

“Sleep baby girl” Eddie tells you, pressing a kiss on your tummy, “We’ll take care of you, okay?”

You let yourself relax again, slipping back into yourself and welcoming the blissful, restful sleep. Within minutes you’re breathing deeply and the boys soon follow you, lulled to sleep by your quiet, rhythmic breathing.

[tastefulstars]

And I fell, I fell

Throw together a last minute cancellation, a helpful Robin and list of questions, and you've got yourself the romance of the century.

eddie munson x f!reader

c/w: 18+ only. MDNI. smut and fluff. so much fluff. mutual pining. eddie being a cutie. no y/n. protected sex. piv. oral (f receiving). not proof read.

a/n: eddie is a hopeless, gross romantic and u cant convince me otherwise and this is 7.6k of me proving myself correct.

masterlist

Your phone ringing startles you out of your daze, making you jump slightly in your chair. Reaching for it, you don't bother to look at the caller id.

"Oh you're alive, that's nice" Robin's voice cheerfully says, you blink rapidly at your computer screen.

"Why wouldn't I be alive, Robs?"

"I dunno! Maybe because you've been MIA for the past five days!"

You can hear the frustration and concern in her voice and you immediately feel guilty. You sigh softly and rub at your eyes.

"I'm sorry, Robbie" You murmur, "Work's been a lot."

"I worry about you" She confesses, "Like, have you even been eating? Sleeping? What's so important you've got to check out for nearly a week?"

You scrunch your face up because, she's right - you've been doing the bare minimum but you weren't going to admit that.

"I'm fine, really. Just been editing a few of the interviews I did last week and then this morning I had someone bail out at the last minute so I'm trying to find a replacement to do the interview at the end of the week."

Robin hums.

"I'm coming over"

She hangs up before you have a chance to respond and you shake your head. Standing, you groan as you stretch your arms over your head before you decide to just call it a day and have a shower.

The warm water feels heavenly on your stiff body, and you let yourself relax under the spray. You're just stepping out of the shower, steam filling the room and wrapping a towel around you, when there's persistent knocking at the door.

You debate for all of three seconds on whether to answer or get dressed, ultimately deciding to let Robin in first, knowing that she'd just knock harder and louder until you did.

She pushes her way in as soon as the doors cracked open an inch, she closes the door behind her and starts pushing at your shoulders.

"Get dressed, Jesus"

You roll your eyes and throw your hands up, muttering about bossy, annoying friends. You shuffle to your room though, pulling on soft jeans and a shirt and make your way back to Robin who's curled up on the couch and cradling a can of soda in her hands.

"Alright, sit" Robin says, patting the space beside her and you throw yourself heavily down next to her, resting your cheek against her shoulder.

"You okay?" She asks, pressing her cheek against the top of your head and you nod softly because yeah, you were fine, just busy and tired and overworked. She holds the can to you and you take it, sipping at the bubbly drink. An arm wraps around your shoulder and you feel yourself go boneless against her, relaxing for the first time in days.

"Work sucks at the moment" You admit, leaning on your friend, "I've got so much to do and now I'm gonna loose the venue for Friday because the person I was interviewing cancelled on me and like, I can't afford that you know? It's expensive and I just, I don't know what I'm gonna do Robbie"

"Anything I can help with?" She asks softly, "I can't really do much for editing videos and whatever but, yeah."

You feel a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"You don't happen to want to be interviewed?" You tease, "Could start a new series where I interview my friends instead of like, famous people"

You're joking, knowing that Robin would kinda hate being in front of a camera while you ask her questions about herself but you could see it working - making it a silly little thing where you just have fun with it, rather than the serious interviews you've been stuck doing.

"God no" She laughs for a moment before pausing, "But, I could ask Eddie?"

"Hmm? What's Eddie got to do with this?"

"Eddie Munson, y'know Corroded Coffin?"

You scrunch your nose slightly, pulling back to look at her.

"You mean to tell me that your high school band friend Eddie is the same Eddie from that massively popular metal band? And don't they refuse to do interviews, like, all the time?"

"Yes and yes, it's something about wanting to focus on the music rather than them but he'd do it if I ask nicely."

You chew on your lip, considering it. It would be a massive help, having someone to actually interview and that someone being notorious for refusing to actually participate in interviews but at the same time, you don't want to put Robin out or Eddie.

"Look, I'll ask, the worst thing is he'll say no and if that's the case, I'll do the interview." She says and you feel a weight lifting off your chest, you lean back in to wrap yourself around her.

"Thanks, Robin" Your voice is muffled by her shoulder but she squeezes you back.

The two of you spent the rest of the afternoon watching shitty videos and snacking, and you feel more relaxed than you have in weeks. You murmur your thanks as you hug Robin goodbye and laugh softly at her stern warning of no more work today, her finger pointing at your face. You agree, considering ordering take out and having an early night.

You're wrapped up in a soft blanket on the couch, lights low and a movie you're not really watching when your phone buzzes.

Robin: Eddie's agreed to do the interview. send deets.

to Robin: You're an angel amongst men, Robin and I love you.

Robin: ur right, I am. love u 2.

You send her the address and times and thank her about five more times before you put your phone back down, and focus back on the movie and you're not too sure when your eyes slip closed and you're asleep.

The next couple of days fly by in a daze of editing and deciding the direction of the upcoming interview. You didn't want it to be stuffy, overly serious and god forbid, boring, so you pester Robin for little tidbits of information about Eddie and you find yourself racing around your apartment the morning of to get ready.

You've never really seen photos of Eddie from Band but you have seen photos and videos of Eddie from Corroded Coffin and you knew he's hot and while you didn't want to come across as unprofessional, you wanted to look good so you spend extra time styling your hair and making sure your outfit fit just right.

Loading your car up with your equipment and set-up took longer than you'd like and by the time you're pulling up to the building, you've only got thirty minutes before Eddie was due to arrive. You rush through set up and you wish you had an assistant for days like today.

A soft knock against the wall and your name being called startles you. You let out a quiet noise of surprise and whip around to see Eddie, smiling wide at your reaction, and your heart stutters. You knew he was handsome, you knew that, but the photos and videos didn't do him justice.

Tall and wrapped in black denim, cotton, silver chains and rings. His hair was curled to perfection, soft and silky, wide brown eyes and plump limps and you realize you're staring and not saying anything.

"Eddie, right?" You gesture to one of the chairs you'd set up, "Thank you so much for doing this, you and Robin have saved me a lot of grief"

He saunters over to you, smiling warmly before sitting in the chair. You almost get lost in watching him again but you force your eyes away, not wanting to be a creep.

"Ah, it's alright. Had nothing better to do today, to be honest."

And god his voice, you wanted to hear it all day. Wanted him to whisper nothings into your ear and you feel yourself flushing at the desire running through your veins.

You turn, scolding yourself for your reaction and get to work turning on the lights, camera and audio recorders.

"Still, I appreciate it. Will you be okay putting your mic on or would you like help?" You ask as you open the case, pulling out both sets of microphones.

"Hmm, might need some help"

You look over your shoulder and he's watching you intently, and you're really not sure how you're going to do this interview without coming across as desperate.

"Sure, here-" You step closer to him, holding out the microphone and wire, "This bit goes up under your shirt and clips onto your collar"

His fingers brush yours as he gently takes it from you, lifting his shirt slightly to feed the wire under it. You hold your breath and avert your eyes when you see a flash of pale skin before you do something stupid like telling him you'd like to lick him all over.

"Like this?" He asks, and you force yourself to bring your eyes down, nodding as he clips the little microphone to his shirt and smooths his hands down his chest.

"Yeah, um- I'll just clip this to your belt, if that's okay?"

He looks up at you from under his lashes and nods, smiling like he knows exactly what he's doing to you. You turn it on and see his jaw clenching in the corner of your eye as your fingers brush at his skin as you work.

"Alright. All set, I'll just finish getting ready - I'll just be a minute" You say in a rush, turning back to the table and putting your own mic on.

"No rush, honey"

And oh god, the pet name has your blood singing. Your hands shake slightly as you take a couple of deep breaths and scold yourself with a stern behave yourself, you're here for work not to hook up, he's doing you a favor so cut it out.

You shake your head slightly and move to turn on the camera. It's almost easier, looking at Eddie through the camera screen as you focus it and you suppress a shudder when you realize he's watching you closely.

You suck in a deep breath and pick up your notes, moving to sit beside him.

"Alright, you good to start?"

His smile returns and nods, shifting in his seat in order to face you. You do your intro, facing the camera and watching Eddie from your peripheral and then your turning, facing him and wanting to whine at how pretty he is. You let your work wash over you, focusing on the interview.

"Thanks for being here today, Mr. Munson. Tell me, how are you? What's been happening?"

"Eddie's fine" He says, laughing softly, "Mr. Munson is my uncle. I'm good, I'm good. Honestly? I should be working on some new songs but I'd rather not."

You nod, humming.

"Look that's fair - You used to play D&D, why?"

He looks a little surprised at your question, like he wasn't expecting anything else besides his music.

"Oh yeah I did. It was just fun, y'know? Like my friends and I got to go on epic adventures."

You try your hardest not to let the grin overtake your face but it's so, so hard.

"That's kinda nerdy but like what do I know? I make silly videos for a living. Do you still play or has that ship sailed?"

"Ah, I'd like to but I don't get as much free time these days and all my friends I play with are all over the place."

"Bummer. What's the best way to eat marshmallows?"

You keep the energy going, slinging more and more absurd questions at him without letting him gather his bearings but Eddie's grinning, enjoying the quick fire questions and your snide comments at his answers.

"Now. This is a serious question and I will judge you for your answer if it's incorrect."

He shifts, face serious and leans slightly towards you.

"Would you rather be eaten alive by a werewolf or have a vampire stick a straw in your neck and drain you like a capri-sun?"

Eddie breaks out into giggles and you feel your insides wobble and you school your features, biting your tongue and raise an eyebrow.

"Definitely being eaten alive" He wheezes between his laughter, "I might as well go all out if I'm gonna die."

You purse your slips, looking down at your notes primly.

"Correct."

Eddie laughs harder, eyes shining when you look back at him.

"Alright, last question - what's the plan for the rest of the day?"

He rubs the back of his neck, he looks at you and you think maybe there's something in his face, in his eyes as he glances at you.

"No real plans, might grab something to eat."

"Right on, free as a bird."

You close the video and slide out of your chair, turning off the camera and beginning the pack up. Your eyes flicker to Eddie and you smile softly, moving to him to help remove his mic.

"Thanks again for this, Eddie. I know you don't really do interviews much so I didn't want to make it awful for you"

His fingers find the soft skin of your wrist when he hands you the mic set, pressing against your skin.

"I had a lot of fun" His voice is low and rumbles and you feel your chest erupts with butterflies.

You shuffle back, throwing a smile over your shoulder and continue to pack away your equipment.

"Want a hand?" Eddie's says, right behind you and you can feel his warmth seeping into your back. You bite your lip.

"Nah, it's all good! It's not that much" You try to keep the tremble out of your voice, "I'll um, let you know when the video's up? It should be maybe a week or so."

You hear him inhale and then hum softly.

"Perfect."

You step around the table, putting a bit of distance between the two of you before you do something really really dumb and proposition him. Eddie shoots you a small smile, fiddling with his rings and you think he might be nervous.

"I'll, um, see you around then?" He asks, taking small steps backwards towards the door.

"Yeah, it was nice to meet you" You try to smile warmly as you say your goodbyes while all you'd like is to beg him to stay longer.

"You too, honey. I've heard a lot about you."

And then he's gone and you throw yourself down on one of the chairs, face in hands and you let out a whine.

"God damn it, Robin" You mutter before huffing and dragging yourself to load your car.

You're tired and sore when you finish unloading the car back at your apartment and you grunt as you throw yourself onto the couch, propping your feet on your coffee table.

Your phone buzzes.

Unknown Number: Hey honey, it's Eddie. I hope it's okay but I got your number from Robin.

Unknown Number: I just. I really had a good time today. I usually hate doing interviews but you made it a lot of fun.

You save his number and quickly respond, heart in your throat and fluttering in your stomach, hating how much you wanted his attention.

to Eddie: Eddie, hey! Yeah that's fine. I'm glad you had a nice time :)

Eddie: Very much so. Did you get everything packed and get home alright?

You start chewing on your lower lip as he responds almost instantly, not wanting to seem overly eager, you send a text to Robin instead.

to Robin: ROBIN what the FUCK????

Robin: ur welcome :)) he thinks ur hot btw and like ur both my friends so dont fuck it up.

to Robin: thanks!!!!! no pressure at all with that!!!!!!!!

Robin: :)

You start chewing on your thumbnail and open Eddie's messages again, responding with an affirmative and asking how his afternoon went before tossing your phone to the other side of the couch, kicking your feet.

You feel like a teenager, heart pounding and cheeks hot and chest feeling three sizes too big. You wander around your living room, shaking your hands and deciding to just go about your evening routine - making dinner and showering and watching a movie.

Your eyes drift to your phone every few minutes and you groan, giving in and picking it up.

Eddie: I ended up going straight home, been watching some of your interviews ;)

Eddie: What are you up to? Busy night?

to Eddie: Oh god, don't do that. They're all very boring.

Eddie: Ah but I get to watch a pretty lady tearing apart a bunch of dummies who don't realize they're being insulted.

Your face heats again and you place your face in your hands and let out a very embarrassing noise. You lift you head, staring at your phone and take a rough, deep breath. Eddie was going to kill you, you were sure of it.

You feel like a silly teen with a crush as you text with Eddie for the rest of the evening, his flirting making you want to screech out loud or melt or something.

You fall asleep with a smile on your face and butterflies in your stomach.

You're a little scared to check your phone the next morning, a whole bunch of what if's running through your mind, but a soft ding brings you out of your mind and you couldn't stop the lovesick smile if you tried.

Eddie: good morning, hope you have a good day

to Eddie: you too :)

You spend the rest of the day trying to focus on work, on finishing the editing of your previous interviews and starting on Eddies, but it's hard going when all you want to do is text the man. Taking a quick break, you lean over the bathroom sink and stare at yourself in the mirror. You frown at your reflection.

"Get your shit together" You snap at yourself, "You're not a teenager with a crush, you are a grown woman so act like it."

You sigh and pull yourself away, sitting back down at your desk.

"Alright. We've just got to finish these two interviews, we can totally do this. Totally, they're like ninety percent done already."

You nod at your pep talk and get back to work, newly found focus coasting you through the last few hours of editing for the day.

It's starting to grow dark by the time you save your work and shut down for the day. You feel lazily satisfied from finishing the task you set for yourself for the afternoon and more than ready to publish the videos and transcripts onto your social media sites. Stretching your arms above your head, you let out a soft groan as your back pops.

Picking up your phone, you bite your lip at the messages Eddie had sent you throughout the day.

Eddie: dont work too hard today but kick ass at work today

Eddie: im attempting to write new songs but i dont wanna y'know?

Eddie: i went to get groceries instead. saw a cat :)

Eddie: dont forget to eat lunch

Eddie: ok ok im gonna try to work wish me luck lol

Your stomach growls at you and you realize you did forget to eat lunch again, you groan and start dinner. Sitting on the couch with your plate, you send a message to Eddie.

to Eddie: Sorry, been pretty busy today but i managed to finish up a couple projects and im ready to start working on your interview tomorrow. Did you end up getting any writing done?

to Eddie: And what type of cat was it?

It doesn't take long before your phone is buzzing beside you.

Eddie: she lives! im glad you had a productive day, one of us needs 2 lol and u dont need to edit our interview its already perfect. I wrote like 4 lines of a song.

Eddie: i took a photo of the cat, i'll send it 2 u.

You laugh softly at his messages, his writing getting lazier the more you two talk, not that you mind. The photo comes through and you coo, the cat was incredibly fluffy and stretched out over a brick fence, fast asleep.

Your eyes burn as you look at your phone, a result from staring at a computer screen all day, so you take a deep breath and press call.

"Hey honey!" Eddie's voice filters softly through your phone, "Didn't expect a call to be honest, it was the cat right?"

You laugh and let your eyes slip closed, laying down on the couch and placing the call on speaker phone.

"Absolutely," You hum, "It has nothing to do with my eyes hurting-"

"Aw, you okay? Need anything?"

You can hear the concern in his voice and something inside you swells.

"Nah, I'm good. It's just from being on the computer all day, y'know?" You rub your eyes, "Anyway, what are you up to?"

There's a slight pause before he answers but then he's telling you that he's trying to decide on dinner, weighing up pros and cons of cooking verses ordering in and then he's launching into a tangent on life skills and capitalism.

You let his voice wash over you and you find yourself relaxing until you're almost asleep, drifting in the in-between.

"Still with me baby?" Eddie asks softly, his words not really registering but you hum at the sound of his voice, making him chuckle quietly.

"Go to bed, honey." He croons at you, "We'll talk tomorrow, alright? Dream sweet."

You sleep on the couch that night, dreaming of soft curls and warm brown eyes.

The next week passes in a blur of work, texts, calls and longing. You want to see him again, want to have his deep honey eyes on you, want to hear his voice without the filter of a phone.

You whine about it to Robin a lot, much to her amusement and annoyance.

"Just tell him you like him" She says one night as you recount the latest texting session you and Eddie had the previous day.

"Dude! No! I can't just tell him that" You feel your heart starting to race at the idea, Robin snorts.

"Why not?"

"Because!"

"That's not an answer" She fires back and you groan.

"Because, what if he only wants to be my friend? What if he's like this with everyone? I don't want to make a fool of myself and just because he talks to me doesn't mean he likes me, and there's also the fact that he's like, famous!"

Your words come out in a panicked rush and you breathe heavily while Robin contemplates.

"Y'know, I've been his friend for a while. I don't think I've ever seen him like this about someone, he really does like you. A lot. It's kinda gross."

Her voice is soft and kind and you feel your cheeks heat at her words.

"I don't know what you did to him at the interview but he's like, super gone for you. Pretty sure he's panicking about the same things you are, hun. Trust me when I say that Eddie's not the type of person who'd string you around like that."

"Alright, okay" You sigh, feeling better with her reassurance.

You sit on her advice for a few days, weighing up your decision, when ultimately, Eddie makes it for you.

to Eddie: Eds, I'm posting the interview video and transcripts today. Want me to tag the band's @?

Eddie: Yes, please! You're incredible.

Eddie: Would you like to go out with me? Dinner tonight?

Your heart leaps into your throat and you can't stop the childish giggles as you respond with an enthusiastic yes, yes please I would like that very much.

You don't remember doing much work, too excited about that night to focus properly but you do manage to get the video and transcript online, making sure to tag the band's socials as well as Eddies.

to Eddie: Alright, it's up. What's the dress code for tonight?

Eddie: I just saw and casual, whatever you're comfy in :)

Eddie: What's your address? I'll pick you up at 6?

You give him your address and start getting ready, wanting to look good but not wanting to look like you're trying. A very hard line to walk but you were determined to do so.

A few minutes before six, the doorbell rings and your stomach fills with butterflies. Opening the door for Eddie, your heart stops inside your chest.

He's got his hair tied up in a bun at the back of his head, a few loose curls framing his face. Black jeans and combat boots with chains hanging from the belt, and a faded, well-worn Dio shirt.

His entire face lights up when he sees you, a beaming smile gracing his lips and you're almost ready to fall to your knees and begin proclaiming your everlasting love and devotion to him.

"You look beautiful" He says in lieu of a greeting, eyes roaming your body. You bite your lip softly and his eyes darken, tracing your movement.

"Thanks" You feel almost shy, "Should we go?"

He holds his arm out for you to take and you laugh softly, pulling your door shut behind you and slipping your hand into the crook of his elbow.

He leads you to his car, opening the door for you and closing it after you. Sliding into the drivers seat, his fingers drum against the wheel as he starts the car.

"Where are you takin' me tonight?" You ask softly, turning to look at him as he drives.

"We, my dear, are going to the park"

He glances at you as he says it, the tips of his ears going pink when he realizes you're already watching him.

"The park?" You ask, surprise colouring your voice, "Thought you were taking me out to dinner."

He laughs softy and you feel like you've just won a competition, a prize.

"We're havin' dinner at the park" He beams, "I was going to take you to a restaurant but Steve said not to do that and Robin said you'd like something more personal anyway."

You honestly feel as if you could float, you scrunch your nose at the feeling.

"You talk about me to your friends, huh?" You settle for teasing, enjoying the way Eddie's ears and cheeks bloom with a blush.

"Of course I do" He admits, "I really like you"

You feel your own face heat at his admission and you inhale sharply.

“I- um. I like you, too” You stumble over your words, face flaming and chest tight.

You steadfastly look out the windscreen and miss the look Eddie throws you, like you just handed him the moon. You bite your lip when you feel fingers brush against the side of your hand and shudder when you shift, letting your fingers spread and tangle with his, your palms pressed together.

“I’m glad” He murmurs, giving your hand a soft squeeze before he huffs a laugh, “Would’a made all this kinda awkward if you didn’t.”

You glance over at him and he’s already looking at you, warm smile on his face. He winks, focuses back on the road and lets go of your hand to turn. It doesn’t take much longer for the car to slow to a stop, a comfortable silence settling over you both.

Eddie’s a whirlwind as he rushes out of the car, tripping over his feet as he races to your door before you’ve even finished undoing your seat belt. Laughter bubbles up your throat and you’re chuckling by the time he’s pulling open the door, his cheeks blushing sweetly and eyes warm.

“You’re a dork” You laugh, taking his hand as he holds it out for you, he just smiles wider.

“Y’know, I have been told that” He murmurs as he pulls you closer to him, your breath hitches, “Now. Stand there and look pretty for me while I get our picnic ready.”

You bite your lip and lean against the hood of the car, watching him as he takes out a cooler, basket, blankets and pillows out of the car and rushing back and forth to a nearby tree. It’s tall and old and he sets up the picnic between gnarled roots. Once it’s laid out to his satisfaction he moves to stand in front of you, his fingers reach out and brush against your forearm.

“Good to go?” You ask, voice barely a whisper. He nods, eyes flicking over your face and he gently takes your hand in his, leading you to the blanket.

It’s kind of perfect, honestly. Too many pillows and blankets and Eddie’s brought so much food and there’s soft drinks (I didn’t know what kind you like and I didn’t want to bring booze because I’m driving and like I didn’t want you to think - Eddie breathe).

It’s a lot perfect.

You ask each other questions, you learn anything you can (his favourite colour is, surprisingly, lavender - “it was my mom’s, she used to have this knitted cardigan with little lavender flowers all over it.”)

You talk and talk and talk and the sun slips past the horizon and washes you both in soft golden oranges and reds. You shift closer to Eddie as the night air begins to cool your skin, Eddie notices your shiver because of course he does - he wraps one of the many blankets around your shoulders, presses his body against your side.

"Eddie?" You murmur, resting your cheek onto his shoulder, the soft fabric of his shirt rubs against your cheek.

"Yeah, honey?" He's just as quiet as you, nose brushing along your hairline. Something inside you shudders and trembles before settling into a soft glowing warmth.

"Thank you" Your face turns, forehead pressing against his cheek, "This has been easily the best date I've been on."

He cups your cheek and raises your face to his, your noses brush and he holds you against him.

"Baby, I'm the one who should be thanking you," His voice is rough and sincere, his eyes boring into yours, "For even giving me a chance. For letting me text you all day, every day. For making our interview so fun."

Baby, baby, baby, the word rattles around in your brain and you think you could cry. You're not sure how you've ended up here but you are and you are so, so grateful.

"Remind me to thank Robin for suggesting I interview you." Your words brush against his lips and you're leaning in, pressing your lips against his.

Eddie doesn't hesitate, kissing you back softly, sweetly. It's perfect. The date, the kiss, him. You kiss and kiss and kiss. He keeps it soft and sweet, innocent almost, and you want and want.

You sit together, wrapped up in each other and blankets, trading little kisses until your eyes begin to droop and you're yawning more than you are kissing Eddie. He rubs his palms up and down your arms.

"C'mon, I'll take you home, sweetheart."

You let him help you up, let him guide you to the car, let him assist you into your seat. You watch as he quickly packs up the picnic and loads the car.

You watch, head turned to rest against the seat as he starts the car. You watch as his gaze drifts from the road to you every few minutes and watch his hands as they hold the wheel and you watch as he parks the car in front of your building.

He turns and watches you, watching him.

"You're really sweet, Eddie." You say softly, limbs tingling as his lips curl softly at your words, your smile turns into something more teasing, "Knew you were hot shit but sweet too? Talk about a whole package here."

Eddie's cheeks are bright red and he's pressing his lips together tightly, he shakes his head fondly.

"Bed time for you, I think," and then he's walking you to your door, warm hands holding your face and a kiss being pressed against your lips, "Goodnight baby, dream sweet."

You murmur a soft goodnight, get home safe, please let me know when you're home safe, and then you're in bed, clutching your phone and waiting for that I'm home text.

You fall asleep between one breath and the next.

You don't get to see Eddie for a while after that, but you speak everyday - all day if you can. Good morning texts and random anecdotes about your days, soft words and sweeter wishes, I miss yous and goodnights.

You're swamped with work, fielding emails because apparently you're super popular now - Eddie's video went viral and now everyone's trying to book you for interviews and the comments on every one of your social media's. It's exhausting, honestly.

You call Eddie to complain, and he coos at you, teasing you and taking your mind off the sudden explosion of work.

"That's not nice, you're mean," You pout, phone pressed against your cheek, heart fluttering at Eddie's smooth laughter.

"Thought I was sweet, baby" He teases, recalling your sleepy words on your date. You can picture his wide smile as he teases you, and you just want.

"Are you busy?" You ask on a sigh, expecting the answer to be yes - Eddie's been telling you that he's on a roll with new songs and music, said he's been inspired. "Wanna see you, like, a lot. I know it's only been a couple weeks but-"

"For you? I'm free as a bird" He sounds like an absolute angel, "Want me to come over?"

And, well. That sounds perfect.

"Please. I'll cook us dinner, if you like."

"Heaven sent, you." Eddie groans, softly. "I'll be there in like twenty minutes, baby."

It feels more like five before you're letting him into your apartment. You've barely got the door shut before his arms are wrapped around you, pulling you close to his chest and holding you.

"Missed you too, baby." Eddie says into your hair, arms squeezing you softly.

You go boneless against him, stress melting away in the safe circle of Eddie's arms. Eddie presses quick kisses to your hair, forehead, temples, wherever he can reach without pulling away.

You lean back, press your lips against his and you loose yourself in the sensation of being held close and kissed by Eddie Munson.

It's nothing like the sweet kisses you shared during your date. It's a little more. More intense, more burning and has you feeling weak in the knees.

Eddie's tongue brushes against your lower lip, and your insides light up like fireworks. Your lips part on a sigh and Eddie dips his tongue inside your mouth teasingly before he pulls away. Pecking you softly and smiling at you.

"Hey"

"Hey, gorgeous girl." His eyes go soft, warm, "No stressin' about work, alright?"

You nod, step back, tug at his hand, lead him to your couch and pull him down with you. You curl into him and Eddie wraps his arms around you again.

A kiss is pressed to the top of your head.

"What do you feel like for dinner?" You ask, cheek pressed firmly against his chest. Your stomach flutters at the feel of solid muscle beneath your skin, the warmth of him, the steady rise of his breathing, the beat of his heart.

His grip on you tightens and he's pulling you down as he lays, forcing you between him and the back of the couch. One of his hands grips your waist tight and the other is gently cradling your head to his chest.

"Anything. You could make me burnt toast and I'd be the happiest person alive," You snort and he tilts your face up slightly, "I'm serious. You're amazing, you really are. And I'm not just saying that because I like you so much, well, I mean, I guess I kinda am but you know what I mean. You're so, so smart, and funny and talented and passionate and caring, charming and so beautiful."

You're shifting so you're hovering over him slightly, face inches away from his as he talks. You've never been one to associate those things about yourself but as Eddie says it, you think you believe it. Your chest feels like it's going to burst and you slide your hand up from his side, resting against his own racing heart while he continues,

"Like, I was so gone for you even before we met. Is that weird? That's weird but I would see the photos Robin would take of you when the two of you hung out and like, sure I thought you were the prettiest person I've ever seen but then she would start telling us stories about you and oh man, you were my dream girl. Absolutely. And then Robin's calling me, asking me to do you a favor? I said yes so fast she laughed at me and hung up."

You're grinning now as he talks, it's a little embarrassing but you feel happy, adored.

"And then, then I was there with you and you were even prettier in person and so goddamn funny? My heart just about gave out and -"

You cut him off by kissing him.

You both melt into it. Eddie's fingers tangling into your hair, keeping you close. You press against his chest and slide your body over his, covering him completely as you slowly run out of air. You pull away, take a deep breath and press right back in. Eddie makes a small sound at the back of his throat and the hand that's not holding your head, slides down to the small of your back, pressing and keeping you firmly against him, like you'd want to be anywhere else.

The kiss quickly heats, gets messier, desire and fire and something a whole lot like love thrum through your veins and you want and need.

You shift slightly, rocking your hips gently down and oh, oh.

Eddie groans, his hand splayed over your lower back moves, grips your ass and pulls you down to him. He rocks against you and you feel him getting hard beneath you and you're moving. Slipping off him, getting to your feet as you fist at his shirt, tugging him up with you and then you're both stumbling to your room while trying to not break the kiss and feel as much of each other as you can.

Your arm slams into the door frame and your whine is lost in Eddie's lips, his hand gently rubs at your shoulder to soothe, and then you're on your bed, Eddie on top of you and pressing you into the mattress. His hair falls around your face, curtaining you both from the outside world and making you feel like there's no one else - time slows and stops and then its you and Eddie, the last two people on the planet.

His lips travel, moving from yours and down your jaw, your neck. He leans over and presses a few quick kisses to your shoulder where you banged it before he's at your throat again, doing his best to cover you in his marks, whether it's from his lips or teeth.

You hold him close and squirm, breathing heavy through parted, kiss swollen lips. His hand slips under your shirt, fingertips gently brushing along your side and coming to rest at your waist. You whine out his name and struggle to free your legs from under him, Eddie lifts slightly and you quickly wrap your legs around his hips, locking you together.

"Eds" You breathe out as he nips at your neck, he trembles and stops, lifting his head and looking at you like you were responsible for lighting the sun and hanging the stars in the sky.

"Eds," You sigh, fingers caressing his face, "Want you."

You see his expression shudder with desire and he surges up, kissing you.

"You've got me," He says, voice rough and deep, "You got me. Wanna make you feel good, baby, can I?"

You nod and press a soft yes Eddie, yes into his lips and then you're both pulling at clothes. Slowly revealing yourselves to each other, it's slow and lazy as you both touch and look your fill with each new bit of skin shown.

Desire is under your skin, but it's simmering, a slow burn that lets you focus on sharing yourself with Eddie rather than a desperate need to be filled.

He kisses and mouths at every inch of your skin, hands touching and caressing anywhere and everywhere. You've never felt so wanted as you do right now with Eddie pressing kisses along your chest and down your torso, with his hands gently keeping you from falling apart.

He kisses his way down until he's reached the waistband of your pants, eyes flicking up to yours. You hold his face, smile, give a small nod, watch as Eddie's eyes slip closed and he presses his lips to your fingertips, you burn.

Eddie slowly shimmies you out of your pants, then his own, and you're both naked together. He sighs quietly as he kneels in between your legs, fingers skating up your calf and thigh. His eyes are darting around like he's trying to drink you in and keep you, how you are right now, burned in his memory.

You do the same.

He's lean, pale skin stretched over wiry muscles. Years of lugging heavy equipment has toned his arms, shoulders, chest. You trace one of his tattoos on his thigh, the closest you can reach without moving - there's so many more than you thought and you want to catalogue every single one, with your fingers and lips and eyes.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers.

The moment feels delicate, gentle, and loud words don't feel right. You wrap your fingers around his wrist, gently pull.

"Eddie"

You're just as quiet, his name leaving your lips on a soft breath. He leans down and softly kisses you before he's moving again, settling down between your legs and your legs shake as you feel the first press of his lips against you.

He's slow about it, running his tongue along your folds like he's got nowhere else to be. It's gentle and soft and has you quaking. You bury your fingers in his hair and Eddie's gripping your thighs, bringing you impossibly closer. He moans so quietly you would have missed it if it weren't for the vibration shooting through you and stoking the fire building under your skin.

"Eddie," You moan, tugging on his hair, "Eddie"

You chance a look at him, and your eyes almost roll back at the sight. He looks blissed out, eyes almost closed and face slack as he eats you out like you're the best damn thing he's ever tasted.

It doesn't escape your notice that he's rocking his hips down, grinding onto the mattress, and that's oh, oh that's enough.

You yank hard enough on his hair that he pulls away, his lips swollen and red, his chin and jaw covered in your slick. You twist and reach for your bedside drawer, praying you didn't forget to replace your expired condoms. You almost cheer out loud when your fingers brush one.

You kiss him as you tear it open, fingers finding Eddie's cock and rolling it on, he whines as you touch him.

Eddie guides you into laying back on the bed, settling between your legs. He's covering you completely, arms and hair surrounding you and caging you in, and he looks at you, eyes finding yours.

"Eddie"

He brushes his nose along yours. His lips gently caress your skin. He hums, and soft words are breathed into your cheek - I've got you baby, you're perfect, so perfect.

Then he's pressing inside you.

He moves slowly as he fills you, trembling moans falling from both your lips. Your eyes burn, tears stinging and you struggle to breathe. You've never felt so full, so wanted, so complete.

"Shh, darling"

He rolls his hips against yours and you cling to him, fingers digging into his arms and back.

"Eddie"

He whispers your name and begins to gently thrust into you. It's heaven. It's rapture. You've never felt so connected to another and you're sure you're seeing your death, your life. Time slips away, it's just you and him, him and you, together.

Eddie keeps the pace slow, gentle, it makes you feel wanted and adored. Desired. You rock your hips up in time with him and he groans, presses his forehead against yours.

"Baby, baby. Look at me."

He's pleading, almost begging you. Your fingers grip him tightly and put your eyes open, find his. Something ignites and you feel yourself hurtling towards your climax.

"With me," Eddie moans, hips rolling faster, "Baby. Baby. With me."

"Yeah, yeah. Eddie."

Your fingers dig harder into his back and you tremble, keeping your eyes locked on his. Fireworks explode in your nerves and you're shaking apart, whining loudly as you drown in bliss.

Eddie's hips stutter and he groans until he's stilling, panting and boneless. He's still buried inside you and he settles his weight a little more firmly on you as you share oxygen, pressed so close that you can't be sure you haven't become one - melded together and fused.

You don't burn it, but you end up having toast for dinner.

[tastefulstars]

I love the idea of Eddie being a nervous wreck when it comes to sex, like he can flirt up a storm with confidence but the moment you take him up on it - he's blushing and stuttering. he trips over himself when he's getting undressed and whimpers when he sees you shirtless for the first time, he's constantly asking if what he's doing is okay and if it feels good and he's so slow and gentle with you because he just wants to make you feel so good.

[tastefulstars]

First Class

Steve fucks you in his car

steve harrington x f!reader

a/n: this is 1.4k of smut :)) warnings: 18+ only mdni. unprotected sex. semi-public sex. minor degradation. oral (f receiving). car sex. piv. dirty talk. cream pies. multiple orgasms. minor possessiveness.

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You'd been driving for a while, no real destination in mind, enjoying each other's company. You shifted, turning to face Steve as he drove and you felt a lightning bolt of heat shoot through you. You bite your lip.

"Stevie?" You murmur, he glances at you before focusing on the road.

"What's up, baby?"

His voice alone was enough to make your cunt clench.

"Can we- I, uh" You stop and start, "I. Want you?"

You don't mean it to sound like a question, but it does. Desire starting to cloud your vision and numb your mind.

Steve lets out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah? Right now?" He asks, eyes darting to you every few seconds.

"Want you to fuck me in the car" You murmur, "or maybe on it"

"Fuck, babe" He's turning off the road, driving a little bit too fast. You reach over and trail your fingers over his thighs, enjoying the way he tenses, takes a sharp breath and grips the wheel tighter.

He's turning again, pulling onto a dirt road that leads to a hiking trail through the woods. When the car rolls to a stop at the end of the road, Steve forcefully turns the ignition off. You catch his hand and pull it closer to you, feeling his eyes burning your skin.

"Love your hands" You murmur, pulling his palm closer to your face and peppering kisses on his fingers.

A low noise slips past Steve's lips and he's reaching for you, hands buried in your hair and he pulls your face to his. The kiss is filthy, Steve's licking at your lips and it's wet and you feel your combined saliva spreading over your lips, your chin.

You're whimpering and squeezing your thighs, feeling the wet schlick leaking from your cunt spread. The angle has you twisted in your seat and you pull away, whining.

"Stevie, please"

He reaches down, yanking the lever and pushes his seat back as far as it will go and you scramble, climbing onto his lap.

Steve holds you against him with his hands on your ass and you grip his shoulder, his hair, his cheeks. Wherever you can get purchase.

Its hot in the small space and you feel yourself burning as you kiss Steve, whimpering into his mouth and rocking your hips down on his. Steve pulls away and you pant as he trails kisses down your neck.

You tip your head back and grind down, moaning loudly when Steve starts nipping and sucking at your soft flesh. You rock harder, faster and feel Steve hard under you - your mouth floods and you want.

“Fucking hell, baby” Steve breathes against your throat, “So needy for me, aren’t you?”

“Yeah” You whine, “Need you Stevie”

You both let your desire and desperation overcome you and you paw at each other, opening and unzipping clothes while not moving a centimeter apart. You breathe a sigh of relief when he pulls his cock out and you push aside your underwear, sinking down and gasping as he stretches you open.

“Oh” You breathe and Steve grunts, a hand cupping your cheek while the other grips your ass tightly.

“Baby, baby, my baby” Steve’s chanting, he plants his feet and rocks up into your wet heat. You shudder around him and cling tightly to him, burying your face in the crook of his neck and shoulder.

“You’re so good for me” He coos, “Perfect for me, all mine”

His words have you flying higher and higher, edging closer and closer to your climax.

“Please, please” You gasp and he soothes you, shushing you.

“Shh, I’ve got you baby” He whispers, rocking into your faster, harder, “Come on, honey. Let go for me”

You cry out, fingers digging into his arms as you tense and shake. Fireworks explode behind your eyes and you feel yourself going slack after a shaky breath.

“That’s it” Steve grunts, holding you against his chest as he thrusts into you. “Fuck, honey you’re so wet”

You limply cling to his chest as he fucks up into you, using you to reach his own end. It doesn’t take him long, groaning loudly and hips stilling. He holds you as you both rest against each other, sharing breaths.

You whine as he grips your hips and lifts, his cock and fluid slipping out of your sloppy cunt. He presses a kiss to your forehead.

“Don’t worry, honey” He says, opening the door and encouraging you to slide off his lap, “We’re not done yet”

You stumble a little as you climb out of the car and Steve’s following you, pants undone and cock still out. He’s grabbing your hips and walks you to the hood of the car, pressing your ass against it.

He licks into your mouth and you moan, feeling his deft fingers pushing at your clothes. Your pants and shirt and underwear quickly end up in a heap on the ground next to your feet.

Steve’s strong hands pressing at your shoulders, lowering you onto the hood of his car.

“Gonna make you feel so good, baby” He murmurs, leaning down and nipping at the soft flesh of your thighs. You cry out, hand shooting to tangle your fingers in his hair and he presses his tongue firmly against your folds. The cold air has your skin goose-bumping and having you shivering, a stark contrast to Steve’s warm mouth and tongue.

He drags his fingers up your thighs and you groan as you feel the tips of his fingers prying open your folds, allowing him better access to your cunt. He devours you, pressing the tip of his tongue into your opening, teasing you and lapping your taste right from the source.

“Oh-” You cry, tugging on Steve’s hair, “Oh, fuck, Steve!”

He’s licking upwards, tonguing at your clit and gently brushing his teeth against it. You shake and cry out, already sensitive and you know it’s not going to take you long.

“Fuck, Steve- oh, ahh” Words slip out of your lips mindlessly, your back arches and he presses two fingers into your wet cunt, curling them back towards himself and rubbing. Your thighs tremble around his head and as he sucks your clit into your mouth you come undone- eyes screwing closed and gasping.

You feel Steve’s hands gilding over your skin, feeling too hot and too cold simultaneously. He presses kisses on your stomach, moving upwards until he’s hovering over your face.

“Hey” He breathes, smiling softly and you giggle, brushing your hands up his arms to wrap around his shoulders.

“Hi” You whisper, pulling him down and pressing yourself into a deep kiss, tasting yourself on his lips.

He grips you tight, his weight settling comfortably over you and you wrap your legs around his waist, locking him against you. You feel his cock, brushing against your cunt and you shift, trying to press yourself down onto it.

“You’re such a little slut” Steve breathes into your cheek, shifting and wrapping his hand around the base of his cock, “So desperate for my cock”

“Yes” You whine, gasping as he pushes into you, “Always. Always for you”

“My good little slut” He’s grunting, fucking into you roughly, “My girl. All mine.”

“Yours” You gasp and Steve snaps his hips harder, your words igniting a possessive need in him to claim you, make you his completely. He nips at your flesh, sucking marks and biting down. Trying his best to cover you in his mark.

“’m gonna cum inside you, baby” He growls and you nod your head frantically, “Gonna mark your insides, make sure you know you’re mine”

“Please, oh god. Steve please”

He grunts and hangs his head, focusing on fucking you until he’s stuttering, moaning and shaking. He doesn’t pause, pulling out of you roughly and shoving three fingers into your soaked cunt.

He’s rough, pushing his seed back inside you and pressing his thumb hard against your clit and you go tense as your third climax tears through your body. You’re too sensitive and whimper, clumsily pushing Steve’s hand away from you.

“You okay, baby?” He asks, gently cupping your cheek as you pant. You smile lazily and gaze at him, trying to convey how much you adore him with just a look.

“I’m great, Stevie” You mumble, “I love you”

He beams at you, eyes crinkling. He presses a kiss against your lips, then another and another.

“I love you too, my heart.”

[tastefulstars]

it was moments like this, soft in-between wakefulness that made all the heartache and pain worth it.

the room is glowing softly with that greyish pre dawn light, the blankets are body warmed and messy and it's quiet, so quiet.

you roll and shift towards his warmth and there's a soft grunt, a small snuffling noise and a smacking kiss pressed against your temple.

"Go back to sleep, baby" He mutters and you shuffle closer, press your forehead against his chest and let yourself drift back into oblivion, safe in his arms.

[tastefulstars]

Love Me Deep

literally a self indulgent ficlet that is very porny and very soft???? this is who i am now and i wish that were me

steve harrington x f!reader x eddie munson

word count: 1,975

warnings: 18+ only, mdni, oral (f receiving), fingering, too many fingers in v, lots of lube, dp, fingers and p in v, not proof read bc i have been awake too long pls lmk if there's any mistakes or anything needs fixing masterlist

Eddie is propped up on the headboard, holding you close against his chest. His arms are wrapped around you. He’s draped his legs over yours, trapping your thighs beneath his and he uses the leverage to hold your legs spread open for Steve.

You shudder as you look down at Steve, resting on his stomach between your legs, face buried in your cunt. Eddie drops a hand down to rest on your lower stomach, fingers gently teasing your clit as Steve presses his tongue into your drenched hole.

You throw your head back onto Eddie’s shoulder and keen, panting as they work in tandem to heighten your pleasure. Usually they would be eager and greedy in taking you, but tonight, tonight was different. They were taking their time, making sure to prep you - maybe taking it a bit too far, dragging it out and stoking the flame of your desire - but you couldn’t blame them.

You’d all talked about it, in the heat of the moment the words would slip past someone’s lips but there’s never really been an effort to actually do it, until tonight that is.

Steve uses his tongue and spit and lube and fingers to work open your cunt, relaxing and stretching your walls gently and thoroughly. He’s slowly, so so slowly, worked three fingers into you. Eddie presses his lips against your neck, watching as Steve’s fingers rock and disappear into you.

“You’re doing so well, angel” He whispers, Steve moans softly against you in agreement, “Not too much longer, okay”

Your chest is heaving and you feel a thin sheen of sweat coating your body, your face is too hot and you know this is only the start of it. Eddie pulls his fingers off your clit, slipping them down further and he’s pushing a single finger into your heat right alongside Steve’s.

They murmur praises and sweet nothings as you moan, gasping for air. It feels like years, years and years, of them rocking their entwined fingers inside of you before Eddie slips a second in. You whine softly, feeling the stretch and slight burn. Steve presses a wet kiss onto your thigh then presses one onto Eddie’s.

“Color, baby girl?” He asks, glancing up at you, pausing for a moment to watch Eddie kiss and nip and lick at the skin of your neck. You sigh softly and try to rock your hips but Eddie’s hold of you keeps you locked in place.

“ ’M green Stevie” You moan, “So, so green”

“Tell us if you need to stop” Steve reminds you and you nod lazily.

“I will, promise”

“Good girl” Eddie praises, biting softly at your shoulder and sucking marks along your skin. It’s not the first time they’ve told you, having spent numerous hours discussing your boundaries and ways that you’d all keep each other safe, the agreed upon safe-word flutters across your mind but you don’t need it, you want more.

“Ready for more?” Eddie asks, and chuckles softly as you nod your head rapidly. Your boys shift, they’re wrapping their fingers together and between them, you’ve got six digits inside of you. The burn and twinge of the stretch is more pronounced now and you grab hold of their wrists, one in each hand, stilling them as you breathe and let yourself relax. They hold their hands still, waiting for you to give them the go-ahead, kissing and licking at whatever skin they can reach.

“Green” You whisper, letting their wrists go and bringing a hand up behind you to hold onto the back of Eddie’s neck - the other cupping Steve’s cheek. They move softly, rocking their fingers and thrusting them in and out, in and out, occasionally letting their fingers spread slightly, stretching you further. Eddie reaches with his free hand, the one not currently buried inside you, to rest over your hand that’s cupping Steve’s cheek, holding both you and him.

“Think she might be ready, Stevie” He says, rubbing his cheek against your face and gazing warmly at Steve, “Our girl is doing so well, she’s gonna take us beautifully”

Steve’s answering smile is enough to make your breath catch and heart flutter. He’s sitting up, slowly and gently pulling their fingers out of you, gently shushing you as you whine at the loss, already missing the fullness.

They must have talked about this between themselves because they’re moving as one, shifting and lifting you, moving you into position. Eddie’s kneeling, sitting on his heels and they place you on his lap. He wraps his arm around your waist, securing you to his chest and you wrap your arms around his shoulders. You crane your neck and watch as Steve slides up behind you, bottle of lube in hand.

“Got her, darlin’?” Steve asks. Eddie reaches for him, shifting your weight to one arm and pulls him in.

“Got you both” He responds.

Steve’s kneeling, thighs bracketing Eddie’s and you're pressed in between them, flush against Eddie at your front and Steve at your back. Steve presses a kiss on your cheek and you hear the flick of the bottle opening. Eddie gasps and rocks softly as Steve wraps his lubed hand around his cock, gently stroking and coating him. His hand is gone all too soon, and he’s fisting his own cock, spreading lube.

“Color?” Eddie asks, shifting your weight and raising you slightly. Steve’s hands are rubbing your sides and you think your chest might burst, so full of love.

“Green” Your voice is firm and clear, your eyes locked with Eddies as he nods slightly and lowers you onto his cock. Your eyes slip closed at the feeling of him inside you, finally, and your mouth drops into a blissed out ‘O’. Eddie leans back slightly, the angle has changed and ohh, that’s so good.

Steve holds your hips, fingers spread wide and aids in gently rocking you onto Eddie’s cock. Only a few moments pass and your moaning, clutching at Eddie’s shoulders tightly.

“Col-”

“Green, fucking hell Steve” You cut him off, groaning, “hurry up, please, I need you”

He laughs softly into your shoulder and reach down, twisting around your limbs until his fingers are brushing against Eddie’s cock. Eddie’s grunting softly and his hips loose their rhythm as Steve coaxes a finger into you on an upward thrust and you moan. The stretch not quiet enough to make you hurt but enough to be slightly uncomfortable.

They aid you through it, and soon you’re panting, nodding your head and rocking your hips down to meet them.

“Yeah, yeah, ‘m good” You let out on a breathy moan, “need you, need more”

“We’ve got you” Eddie sighs into your skin, “Got you both”

Steve presses a second finger and they still when they feel you tense underneath them, Eddie’s pressing soft quick kisses onto your forehead and Steve’s stroking your back and side. You’re starting to feel overwhelmed, but in an entirely good way. You murmur green and there’s a third finger pushing it’s way into you and joining Eddie’s cock.

Your whole body is shaking, you can’t stop the little trembles that wrack you and you feel so full. It’s not enough though, because you need Steve too, you need to feel him inside you as well as Eddie.

“Please, please” Your voice is breaking and hitching as you beg, “Please, Stevie, please, need more, need you”

Eddie rubs his nose on your cheek and gently asks for a color and you gasp it out, he kisses you softly and squeezes you.

“We’ve got you baby,” He nods to Steve, “no matter what”

Steve hums and strokes your sides and lines himself up, cock flush against Eddies and presses in. Tears spring to your eyes and you cry out, simultaneously wanting to raise yourself off them and move away and wanting to sink further down. You’re gasping for air and choking on little sobs, and you’re so overwhelmed at the sensation of it all.

Steve and Eddie hold you as you cry, cooing at you and whispering words of praise and love and adoration. You’re so full of them, they surround you and fill you, everything is Steve and Eddie and Eddie and Steve, and you can’t begin to express how much this means to you. That they care enough and love you enough and love each other enough.

You hiccup a sob and whimper, dropping your head to Eddie’s shoulder. There’s a hand gently stroking your hair and one rubbing your thigh and you don’t know where Steve ends and you start and Eddie begins.

“Breathe, baby” They’re murmuring into you, “You’re doing so well, such a good girl. Our good girl.”

You’re still burning and stretched to your limit but you can see through the pain and intrusiveness of it, and you can feel them. The feel of both of them, resting inside you, pressed against one another in your tight channel has you keening with want, it’s so filthy and the dirtiest thing you’ve ever done and it feels so good, so right, to be there with them.

“Green” You slur, digging your nails into Eddie’s skin and breathing roughly. They murmur something to each other, you can’t make it out and you’re too drunk on them to care.

Then, bliss.

Eddie’s shifting, pulling softly out and Steve’s pressing in and they’re rocking. Moving in tandem, one pushing and the other pulling. Eddie is moaning loudly in your ear and Steve’s pressing filthy words into your back.

“Fuck, Eds. Feels so fucking good. Can feel you fuckin’ our girl, it’s so fucking hot. God, she’s so wet for us isn’t she, Eds? Wet and tight and ours”

You’re all a mess within a few moments. Eddie shakes and spills into you, shouting and gripping tightly onto both you and Steve. Steve’s reaching around, pressing against your clit and rocking Eddie through his climax.

“Come on, baby. Give us all you’ve got, it’s your turn, come on”

Steve’s gasping, working you higher and the band inside your lower stomach breaks. You scream, loudly, and clench down on them. The feeling of you clenching and fluttering around both their cocks forces Steve’s orgasm, it slams into him and he almost howls. Eddie is shaking and moaning and you can’t think, can’t move and you’re pretty sure you’ve forgotten how to breathe.

Your body is shaking and you must have lost time because you’re on your back, a soft cloth dragging along your thighs and cunt, and someone is stroking your face. Soft words are being spoken but you can’t understand and you let your eyes fall shut.

There’s a soft pressure on your cheek and you pry open your eyes. Eddie and Steve are hovering over you, staring worriedly. You force yourself out of your head long enough to make out what they’re saying.

“Honey, come on - you gotta give us somethin’“ Steve’s saying.

“Baby, say something please” Eddie’s pleading, “Let us know you’re okay, angel”

You blink slowly and grunt.

You want to give them more, assure them you’re okay, more than okay, but it’s all you can manage. You take a deep, shuddering breath in and whine. The pressure is back, a little sharper and more insistent. Okay, okay, you can do this.

“ ‘m so goo’“ You’re slurring your words together and you’re not sure if you’re making sense but you see the relief on their faces as you speak, “y’two ruin me”

“You’re okay?” Your eyes are slipping closed and you nod.

“Not hurt?” You shake your head, no, not hurt.

You loose more time as you float in quiet bliss and you feel them pressed against you, front and back and the soft touches of their hands and lips ground you.

“Sleep, beautiful girl. We’ve got you”

[tastefulstars]

just think about being sandwiched between Eddie and Steve and them just covering you in hickies. like, you're gonna look like you've been mauled. and their big hands are gripping you and each other and they're whispering praise and encouragement to you as they work both their dicks into you and you're crying because its too much and you can't even begin to express how good you feel, stuffed full of them. and there's a hand tangled in your hair and bruising kisses pressed onto your lips and you're gasping and hiccuping and whining because good girl, takin' us so well. our sweet girl, pretty girl, gonna cum all over our cocks. and when you're all fucked out and sated they keep you pressed between them and lavish you with praises, cleaning you up and gently bringing you back to yourself <3

[tastefulstars]

It’s Better With Three

You get high with Eddie and Steve, only, your plan for a relaxing night doesn’t quiet go to plan.

pairing: Steve Harrington x F!Reader x Eddie Munson

word count: 2,678

warnings: 18+ mdni, drug use, threesome, degradation, praise, oral (m and f receiving), piv, unprotected sex, (talk of) dp, tag-teaming, begging, fingering, dirty talk masterlist

You felt hazy, your body simultaneously heavy and light, you rolled your head to the side and gazed at Steve and Eddie. They didn’t seem to be fairing much better than you, and you let out a giggle which captures the boys attention, their unfocused gazes sliding to you.

“Somethin’ funny, baby?” Eddie drawls, head dropping to rest his cheek on his shoulder. Your head spins for a moment and you laugh again, dragging your eyes to rest on Steve, he’s watching you. Your mouth waters, he looked wrecked. He was laying on his back on the floor with one foot propped up on the couch beside you, his hair was a mess and his shirt had ridden up slightly, teasing you with a strip of his lower stomach. You wanted. Wanted to lick and bite and explore his body.

Your eyes dart to Eddie and god, he’s so fucking pretty, he’d look so pretty under Steve. Desire heated your body, and you take a deep breath. Too much time had passed and you weren’t sure what you found funny anymore.

 “ ‘M hot” you murmur finally, you felt restless and pulled yourself upright. Your tongue darts out to wet your lips, and you don’t miss the way Steve and Eddie’s eyes drop to stare at your mouth.

“Take your jumper off then” Steve suggests, eyes still glued to your lips. Eddie nods his head in agreement, and you can’t not indulge them so you shuffle forward until your ass rests on the edge of the couch, eyes darting between the two boys. You finger the hem of your soft jumper before slowly dragging it up your body, forgetting you didn’t put a shirt on underneath until it was already off. Steve and Eddie were openly staring at your tits, eyes wide and glassy, mouths parted. Eddie licks his lips and you watch a lovely flush bloom across his cheeks. Steve had raised his torso and was leaning on his elbows, his legs falling open and the position caused your pussy to clench. You wanted, so much.

“ ‘M horny” You whine, dropping to your knees and resting in between your boys, both stared up at you, breathing hard. Eddie all but whimpers at your admission, and Steve chuckles.

“Yeah? Want us to take care of you, baby?” You nod your head harshly, causing your hair to fall into your face, your hand finds its way onto Eddie’s chest, fisting his shirt. Steve reaches for you, “Come here then”

His hand cups your cheek and he guides your face over his, and he’s kissing you. His warm hand holds your face as he seals his lips over yours, he’s devouring you, licking into your mouth and it’s messy and makes your body burn. Eddies shirt is still clenched tightly in your hand and the soft cotton grounds you, but it’s not enough. You pull away and a whine leaves your throat, you look at Eddie. His pretty brown eyes are blown wide and his mouth hung open slightly, breathing hard. You crash your lips onto his, desperate to taste him.

Eddie lets out a little surprised noise, tangling his fingers into your hair as he hungrily kisses you back. Steve hums next to you, and you feel his hand caress your bare back.

“Fuck, you two are fucking hot” Steve comments as you and Eddie kiss, you pull away, panting. Eddie drops his hands, resting on on your hip and his touch sends shivers through you. You lock eyes with Steve, then Eddie.

“Want you” You confess, “want you both. Wanted you both for so long, want you both to take care of me, want to make you both feel so good, you know I would, I’d be so good for you.”

You’re whining again, Eddie sits up sharply, moving quicker than you thought him capable of right now, you’re all sitting in a small circle, legs and knees and hands touching. Your eyes keep darting between them and you watch for a moment while Steve and Eddie seem to have a silent conversation between them. Eddie shrugs and licks his lips, whispering his own confession.

“I’ve wanted you both for a long time too. Just figured, y’know, you wouldn’t want me” He shrugs again, “ ‘Specially you, Steve. Figured you wouldn’t want me ‘cause I’m a guy”

Steve is shaking his head, hand reaching for Eddie.

“No, no” He starts, resting his hand on Eddies arm before looking to you and holding your arm as well, he’s blushing, “I… you’re so fucking pretty Eddie and -”

Eddie cuts him off by pressing his lips against Steves mouth, you moan as you watch as they sloppily kiss. You brush your fingers over your tight nipples, the sensation causing you to hiccup a soft gasp. Steve pulls out of the desperate kiss, letting his lips brush against Eddies as he speaks.

“Come on, we said we’d take care of our girl”

Eddie presses another quick kiss on Steves lips before pulling away, turning to you. Leaning in and pressing kisses and sucking on the skin across your shoulder, arm wrapping around your waist, you wrap your fingers in his shirt again and hold him close to you. You crane your neck to give him access and reach for Steve, fisting your hand into his hair and yanking him to you, he grins into the frantic kiss.

“God, fuck me” You demand when you pull away for air. Eddie giggles from where he’s buried in your neck, biting and sucking. You know you’ll be covered in marks and the idea sends a bolt of desire through you.

“Not yet babygirl,” Steve says, brushing your hair back into a makeshift pony tail, gripping it tightly, “I don’t think you’ve quite earned it, do you Eds?”

Eddie makes a ‘uh-huh’ noise.

“She should at least suck one of us off first, right Stevie?” He sighs, eyes flittering between the two of you, “God watching you get your cock sucked by our girl would be so fucking hot.”

And he’s pushing Steve down, laying him on his back. You move to help Eddie undo Steves jeans and together you work them down his legs. You both pause as Steves cock springs free and your mouth waters.

“Fuck Steve, you’re fucking big” Eddie murmurs, pulling his own shirt off and tossing it behind him. Steve squirms and works his own shirt off before looking up at you both, smirking.

“Problem?” His chuckle turns into a moan as you lean down to lick up his length.

You focus on your task, lost in your high and impatient to taste Steve. You lick your way up Steves shaft until you reach the head, you flick your eyes up and look at Steves blissed out face before wrapping your lips around the tip, gently sucking. Eddie cards his fingers through your hair and pulls it out of your face.

“That’s it, Sweetheart” He tells you, “Look at you, you gonna take all of it? All of Stevies big cock? Fuck, you must be good at sucking dick, look at him, all worked up”

Eddie keeps up a soft commentary as you work Steves dick down your mouth and throat, his words and Steves moans encouraging you. Steves hand comes to rest on your cheek, feeling your jaw work and his cock underneath the thin skin, he bucks his hips slightly and you moan, relaxing your throat. You pull off with a wet pop, licking your lips to chase the taste of Steve.

“Fuck my throat Steve,” you tell him, “Want you to use my mouth”

You immediately take his cock back into your mouth and Steve is already softly thrusting his hips, you work him back down your throat as far as you can and relax. Glancing up, you watch as Eddie thrusts his tongue into Steves mouth, licking at Steves lips and teeth. Eddie got his own jeans open and worked partly down his thighs and you moan as you see him fisting his dick. Steve is panting and groaning and he thrusts up sharply and tears prick at your eyes, Eddie shifts and you feel his hand wrap gently around your throat as Steve fucks himself into your mouth.

“Can feel you” He tells Steve, groaning, “Can feel your dick in her throat, big boy”

Steve moans loudly and tenses, you feel his cock twitching and he’s cumming down your throat. You swallow what you can, causing Steve to moan at the sensation. You let him fall out of your mouth and lean up, cum and spit dribbling over your lips and down your chin. Steve’s a mess, flushed and sweaty, he’s panting hard and boneless.

“Fucking hell, Steve look at our baby. She’s covered in your cum.” You slam your lips against Eddies, hard enough to hurt but neither of you care, Eddie eagerly seals his lips against yours and moans when he tastes Steve against you. He pushes at the waistband of your leggings, working them down to your knees before he presses your legs open. His fingers swipe through your folds, he moans.

“God fucking damn, Stevie, she’s so wet. This all from just sucking Stevies cock, huh? You’re dripping”

You shudder at the feeling of Eddies fingers exploring your folds, he swipes a finger over your clit and you grab Eddies shoulders, nails digging into the skin. Gasping for breath as pleasure shudders through your body, you shift your hips, trying to get more, needing more.

“What a fucking slut” Steve says, his rough voice only causes you to clench around nothing and you whine, “She’s practically riding your hand Eds”

“Need you, need more” You pant, “Please, Eddie”

It’s the way you whine his name that causes him to break, pushing you down next to Steve. He yanks off your leggings before leaning down and licking at your cunt. You let out a gasps after gasp as he frantically licks and sucks at your pussy, eating you like a starving man. Steves hand winds it way through Eddies hair, holding him between your legs as he leans over you chest, sucking on your nipples. Having both their mouths on you was almost too much, almost, and you can’t stop all the noises falling from your lips - little gasps, loud moans and breathy groans. Each noise seemed to only egg the boys on further, making them work harder, faster, to get you off.

“Wanna cum” You whine, feeling like you could burst at any moment, “please, please”

Eddie presses two fingers into your slopping cunt and that’s all it takes, you clench down on him and scream. They don’t let up, working you through your climax and pushing you further until you whimper and push at them. It takes you minutes to gather yourself, gasping for air, all the while your boys were gently caressing your body all over, whispering how good you are for them, how you were their good girl.

You take a deep, shuddering breath and open your eyes, gazing at Steve and Eddie, they smile down at you.

“Gonna fuck me now?” You slur, causing Steve to bark out a laugh. He rubs his hands down your thighs, spreading your legs.

“You want Eds to fuck you, baby?” Steve says, guiding Eddie to rest between your legs. You nod lazily, “What do you want, baby? Use your words”

“Want Eddie to fuck me, please” You look at them with wide, desperate eyes. You stare into Eddies’ eyes, blown out with desire, “Want you to fuck me, Eddie. Want you to ruin me, wanna feel it tomorrow”

Steve lets out a soft fuck and Eddie pulls at your hips, pulling you closer to him.

 “Yeah?” He breathes, “You gonna let me fuck that pretty little pussy? You want Steve to watch or do you want Steve to join in, huh?”

Your eyes fall shut at the idea of both Eddie and Steve fucking you, moaning as you nod your head frantically. You couldn’t begin to express how much you wanted them, needed them, and tears fill your eyes, your breath comes out in gasps as your desperation and desire overwhelms you. Steve brushes his fingers across your cheeks, shushing you.

“Want us both?” He asks you softly, and you whine again, nodding. Eddie rests your ass on his thighs and pushes into you, you cry out softly at the intrusion. Steve continues to stroke your face and they wait until you settle, until you’re canting your hips and moaning, wanting more. Eddie pulls out slightly before slamming back into you, your back arches as you scream out. He sets an almost brutal pace, fucking you hard and fast while Steve kneels behind him, pressed up against him, arms wrapped around Eddies chest and fingers teasing his nipples, his cock brushing against Eddies ass with every thrust and murmuring filthy encouragements to him.

“Look at her Eds, she’s taking your dick so well. She’s desperate for it, isn’t she? Moaning and whimpering like a little slut, our little slut, our babygirl. Do you think she’d be able to take us both at the same time? She’d fucking love it wouldn’t she? Split open on us both, filled up with both our cum.”

Steves words fill the room and settle heavy, Eddie groans as he pictures it. He fucks into you a little harder, your pussy squelching and clenching hard around him as he imagines it - Steve pressing into your tight, wet heat along side him, stretching you and feeling Steves cock buried deep inside you with his. Steve reaches down and presses his fingers against your clit, he works your clit and Eddies nipples.

“Come on,” He murmurs to you both, “I know you’re both close, let go, let go for me”

Eddies hips shudder and a grunt punches out of his chest as he climaxes, spilling inside of you. He thrusts his way through his orgasm and Steve presses just a little harder on your clit and your own orgasm hits you. Your whole body shakes and you clench down on Eddies dick, causing him to twitch and moan.

You whine softly as Eddie pulls out of you, throwing himself down onto the ground next to you, the both of you breathing hard, sated, Eddies fingers find yours and you grip his hand as hard as you can and before you can catch your breath, Steve is there, pressing into you, making you whimper. Eddie squeezes your hand.

“I’ve got you, baby” Steve whispers, “Give us one more, yeah? You can do it, I know you can”

He’s gentle with you, knowing you were getting sensitive, thrusting into your cunt softly, deeply. You feel every inch of him, pushing through the mess that was your cunt. Soft moans fall from your lips, you could feel your arousal building again. Eddie reaches over with his free hand and holds your jaw, turning your face to him and he brushes his lips against yours. The kiss was soft, gentle, tender, and your body tingles.

“There’s a good girl, fuck, baby, you’re still so tight” Steve says, holding onto your hips and working himself to completion. It doesn’t take long before he’s close, stuttering his hips and breathing hard,

“Touch yourself babygirl, want you to come all over my cock”

You reach down and rub at your sensitive clit, body twitching and flushing. A few swipes later, you tense and clench down hard, moaning against Eddies’ mouth. Steve groans and spills into you, panting as cum trickles out of your cunt.

Eddie shifted, rolling onto his side, he reached for Steve, gently guiding him to lie down next to you. Eddie wraps his arm around you, trapping you in between him and Steve as he holds onto Steve, snuggling into your side. They were both almost asleep when your giggles drag them back to consciousness, Steve grunts.

“What?” Eddie sighs, not bothering to open his eyes.

“Well, I think you two were successful at ruining me.”

[tastefulstars]

WANTED U

A night out on the town ended in the arms of two handsome strangers

eddie munson x f!reader x steve harrington

a/n: i was going to start the requests i have but.........wrote this instead :))))

warnings: 18+ only mdni. unsafe sex. oral (f receiving). dirty talk. eddie and steve are a little bit mean (only a little bit). over stimulation. multiple orgasms. piv & pia. dp. cream pies. comin' inside without asking. crying. aftercare. not proof read.

w/c: 2.5k

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The lights were low, music loud and you felt amazing.

You were pressed in amongst too many people, you sway and move to the music. Tipping your head back and you feel fingers trailing up your arm and you peer over your shoulder.

Warm brown eyes and soft fluffy hair and you shift slightly, pressing yourself against him and he holds your hips.

You dance with the handsome stranger for a while and before long, another joins the two of you.

You slide your hand up and tangle your fingers into the man pressed against your back and trail your other hand along the chest of the newcomer. He had curly hair tied up in a bun at the back of his head, tight shirt and tight jeans.

He was hot.

The guy pressed against your back was hot.

You move your hand upwards, cupping his cheek and drag your thumb along the soft, plump bottom lip.

Hands shift from your hips to wrap around your lower stomach, one travels higher and palms at your tit. Lips collide against the side of your neck and you sigh, tilting your head to allow better access.

You use your grip on the man's cheek to pull him in closer, his hips and lips press against yours and you're trapped between them.

The three of you sway together, hands and lips wandering.

You hum and sigh softly, tugging gently on the silk hair entwined between your fingers.

"Wanna get out of here?" You ask them, rolling your hips against them.

They wrap their hands around your forearms and tug you away from the dance floor.

The cool air of the night makes you whine and shiver, mouth watering as you take in the two men as they lead you to a car.

They're handsome in different ways. Curly Hair is all soft angles and gentle on the eyes, round nose and plump lips while Silky Hair is firmer, square jaw and sharp nose and eyebrows.

"God, you're both so hot" You moan.

"You can talk" Curly Hair groans, hands moving and gripping your hips.

You're pressed against their car and Curly Hair licks his way into your mouth and Silky Hair moans softly as he watches.

You slide your hands up his sides and grip the back of his neck, holding him firmly as you eagerly kiss him back.

The sound of a door slamming pulls you back and you break away from him, rolling your head and gazing at Silky Hair.

"So, where ya takin' me?" You murmur, sighing and tilting your head as Curly Hair places open, wet kisses against your throat.

"Gonna take you home and ruin you, sweet thing"

"I'll believe that when it happens"

Curly Hair grunts against your skin and peels himself away from you, reaching around you and yanking the door open. You're pushed inside and your skin feels too tight.

They tear out of the parking lot, you're impatient and you huff.

"Takin' too long" You groan.

Curly Hair turns and looks at you as you shove your hand down the front of your pants, fingers grazing against your clit.

"Steve, drive faster" He whimpers, swallowing hard.

You moan softly, pleasure tingles through you as you work yourself. You're desperate and when the car rolls to a stop, you whine.

"Wanted to cum" You pout, they drag you out of the car.

"Don't worry baby, we'll take care of you" Silky Hair, no, Steve says.

They lead you into their apartment, hands pawing at you and making you shake.

You're all but thrown down on the bed, hands everywhere - tugging at your shoes and pants and shirt. It doesn't take them long to strip you naked and Steve eagerly throws himself into eating your cunt.

He's talented, alternating between using broad flat strokes of his tongue and working the tip into your hole, twisting and curling inside you.

Curly Hair mouths at your tits, sucking bruises onto your soft skin and you knew you'd be covered in marks by the morning.

Steve shifts, his nose brushing at your clit as he tongue fucks you and you tremble. He moans against you and you feel the vibrations all the way up into your chest.

"Stevie loves eating pussy" Curly Hair murmurs against your skin, "If he could bury his face between your legs for hours, he would"

Another moan vibrates against you and you shudder, hips rocking upwards and you feel your breath catch in your throat.

"Wha- oh god, what's your name?" You gasp peering at Curly Hair, "Can't really moan Curly Hair while you fuck me"

He laughs and presses his lips against yours before peppering kisses down to your ear, whispering his name as he massages your tits.

Steve presses two fingers into your dripping hole beside his tongue fucking you and your thighs clench around his head.

"You're going to cum all over Steve's face, baby and then I'll fuck you" Eddie murmurs, voice rough and low and he reaches down to press his finger against your clit.

The combination of Steve and Eddie fingers and tongues has you crying out, clenching down and gushing. White spots fills your vision and your whole body tingles as you climax.

"Good girl"

Steve pulls away and leans towards Eddie, pressing his lips against his. Eddie moans softly, gripping his head and licking your slick from Steve's lower face.

They loose themselves for a moment and you watch as they devour each other, fingers traveling down your body to press into your cunt, gasping softly.

"Don't wanna wait, huh?" Eddie sneers at you as he pulls away from Steve.

He kneels between your legs and shoves your hand away.

"You're a fucking slut"

You whine and nod, planting your feet and raising your hips towards Eddie.

"Want you" You pant.

"I'm sure"

Eddie chuckles, shifting closer to you and wrapping a hand around the base of his cock. He presses the head of it against your clit before dipping it lower, stroking your folds and gathering your juices. Your hips twitch minutely with each pass and he groans, grabbing you and pressing in slowly. He watches as his dick disappears inside you, lips parted and moaning.

"Fuck" He grunts out as he buries himself inside you, "Fuck. You, so tight. Grippin' my dick so fucking well"

Your mind buzzes lightly and your eyes flutter as you revel in the burn as he stuffs you full of his cock. Steve's cupping your cheek and you pry your eyes open.

"Cock drunk already?" Steve asks, "You look so fuckin' beautiful with Eds cock buried in you"

You whine, rocking your hips and trying to fuck yourself on Eddie's cock. Eddie grips your hips tightly, fingers digging tightly into your flesh and pulling out of you until the very tip of his dick was resting inside you.

He tips his head back and slams inside you. Eddie's reaching deep inside you and the air is squeezed out of your lungs as he fucks you hard.

You gasp on each rough thrust, soft 'ah's' spilling from your lips and eyes rolling back. Your tits bounce as Eddie slams into you and Steve lowers his mouth and latches onto your neck, sucking his own marks onto your flesh.

"You feel so good" Eddie groans and you flutter around him at the praise.

"Oh, oh god. Wanna- wanna cum" You cry out.

Your body felt like it was on fire, burning up from the inside and you needed the sweet relief of your climax.

Steve reaches down, lips trailing against your skin, and presses his thumb firmly against your clit.

"Ah! Gonna, I'm-" You aren't able to finish your sentence, your orgasm crashing into you and making you shake.

They don't let up.

Eddie fucks you harder and Steve continues to press against your clit and you whine, it's all too much and you never want them to stop.

Steve nips at one of your hard nipples and a harsh moan is ripped from your throat as another orgasm tears through you. You clench down hard on Eddie's cock and he moans, hips stuttering and he presses firmly against you as he reaches his peak.

Eddie hangs his head back, his hair spilling over his shoulders, and he pants for a few moments before pushing you away from him and letting you drop onto the mattress.

His cum spills from your cunt and drips down onto the bed, your heart is beating fast and your legs feel like jelly.

Steve doesn't let you gather yourself, he sits with his back against the headboard and pulls at you until you lift yourself onto his lap.

"Fuck yourself on my cock" He instructs you.

You shudder and lower yourself, the combination of your slick and Eddie's seed ease the way and you slide down until you're sitting flush on Steve's lap.

Eddie moves and sits behind you, his chest pressed against your back and he gropes your tits, lips on your shoulder.

"I said, fuck yourself on my cock" Steve growls and you whimper, slick gushing down his cock.

You raise yourself shakily and lower yourself, whines and moans leaving your lips. You find a steady rhythm and it doesn't take you long to feel the needy desperation creep back into you.

You work yourself faster, rolling your hips and grinding down.

"That's it" Steve groans, hands coming to rest at your waist.

You throw your head back and rest it against Eddie's shoulder as you ride Steve, unable to focus on anything beyond your own pleasure and the big cock buried inside you.

"Good girl. You gonna be our good girl tonight?" Steve murmurs as you feel another orgasm building low in your stomach.

"Yes" You moan, "Yes, yes"

"You gonna do what we say?" Eddie adds and you nod furiously.

"Yes!"

"Yeah you will" Eddie praises you, voice soft and sweet, "You're our good little slut"

"Please, oh fuck. Please, please touch me"

Desperate words spill from your lips, needing just a little bit more to reach your peak.

"Only because you asked so nicely" Steve murmurs, hands shifting.

He presses two fingers against your clit and glides the other further down, easing a finger alongside his cock inside your cunt. The burn of it makes you cry out and you explode, weakly shuddering and collapsing against Steve's chest.

They hold you as you gasp for air, hands gently stroking your body.

"Fuck, can I?" Eddie asks, trailing a finger against your ass.

You whine and nod.

"Uh-uh" Eddie presses into your shoulder, "Need to hear you say it, baby. Use your words"

"Yes" You cry out, "Yes, please. Fuck, oh, fuck my ass"

Eddie shifts, his warmth leaving you and you almost sob, Steve holds you against his chest. His cock still buried deep inside your cunt.

Eddie returns quickly and you hear a cap clicking open. He's pressing a wet finger against your asshole and you relax against Steve, cheek pressed firmly against his chest.

"Mmm" You hum at the intrusion, feeling so full.

Fingers bury in your hair and you relax as best you can, taking everything they gave you. Eddie's slow, working you open carefully and stoking the fire of your desire.

Once he buries a third finger into your ass your mind is blank, body buzzing. You can feel drool dripping past your lips and you tremble.

"You ready?" Eddie asks softly, curling his fingers inside you and making you moan.

"Please, please" You sob, tears welling in your eyes, "Need you, need you both please"

Steve cups your cheek and raised your face, pressing kisses onto your skin.

"Shh, we've got you" He murmurs against your lips.

Eddie presses against your back and you feel the stretch as he presses into your ass. You heave a sob and drop your head, shaking at the feeling of being completely full.

He takes it slow, pressing his cock into you and stilling once he's buried to the hilt.

They hold you between them, waiting for you to adjust.

Your nails rake at Steve's chest and you feel the tears spilling, wetting your lashes and dripping down your cheeks. You were so full, so complete.

"You all good, baby girl?"

"Yes" You sob, raising your head slightly and gasping.

"Oh look at you," Steve coos, brushing his thumb across your cheek and smearing your tears, "You look so damn pretty crying on our cocks"

Eddie shifts slightly and you cry out, whimpering and fresh tears spilling. You mindlessly babble, words tripping out of your mouth and you can't.

Your world had been reduced to the feeling of Steve and Eddie's cocks buried inside you.

"Please so good please 'm so full you both feel so good need you please please"

Steve rocks up and Eddie pulls back and they work in sync, one pulling out as the other pushes in. They make sure you've always got a cock pressed deep inside you and clinging to them and taking it is all you can do.

"God, Steve-" Eddie groans, "Can feel you"

He shudders against your back and you whine softly, tears and drool dropping onto Steve's chest.

"Fuck. Not gonna last much longer" Eddie grunts, thrusting a little bit quicker.

Steve's breathing hard and you can feel his heart pounding against your cheek, can feel the soft vibrations as he moans.

"'m close" He says, "Want her to cum first"

Eddie shoves his hand between you and Steve, pressing against your sensitive clit and it only takes a few swipes before you're clenching down on them both and screaming. It's intense, explosions of fireworks under your skin and your vision blacks out.

You go limp against them and tremble as you're fucked through your orgasm.

Eddie shouts behind you, slowing to a stop as he comes down from his own climax. Steve thrusts up a few more times before he's throwing his head back, spilling deep inside you.

Your mind drifts in the pleasure, riding the waves of your over stimulation and multiple orgasms. Tears continue to leak from behind your closed eyes, soft hiccuping sobs spill from your lips. You can't move or open your eyes and you feel yourself being lifted, gently lowered onto the bed.

You feel a rag being dragged over your ass and cunt and thighs.

You feel a hand stroking your back, another wiping your cheeks and drying your tears. You feel hands pulling you into a sitting position and you whimper.

"Have a little bit of water, honey"

A hand cups your jaw and you feel a glass pressed against your lips, you part them and sip at the offered water before slumping back down.

You shake as they tuck you into bed, curling around you and holding you tightly between them.

"You did so good"

"You're amazing, darling. Gonna keep you, perfect for us"

"Sleep, baby. We'll take care of you"

Your mind drifts in nothingness and you feel warmth surrounding you, comforting you into a sense of safety and security.

You slip into a dreamless sleep with the promise of more washing over you.

[tastefulstars]

The Boys Next Door 2: Electric Boogaloo

Moments of your life with Eddie and Steve and Mr. Meowgi.

eddie munson x f!reader x steve harrington

warnings: 18+ only mdni. the trio being soft and living their lives together. oral (f&m receiving), piv. unprotected sex. mentions of harassment (nothing graphic). little moments of sad/angst, not proof read lol.

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You were having a bad day after a string of bad days.

The week dragged by slowly and everything that could go wrong, seemed to go wrong.

It was already dark when you shuffled through the door, having had to stay late at work - fixing all the mistakes of the day. All you wanted to do was to collapse in bed and sleep.

You knew you couldn’t - you had to walk Mr. Meowgi, had to feed him, had to have dinner, had to shower and prepare for the next day, had to at least pop your head next door and say hello to your boys.

You don’t notice them, Eddie in the kitchen and Steve on the couch. You don’t even have the energy to feel surprised when you’re being lifted off your feet. You crack open your eyes and peer up at Eddie.

“Long day, doll?” He asks softly, carrying you to your room. You just grunt in response and let your eyes fall closed again. You’re being placed gently down on the bed, falling back and splayed out.

You feel Eddie’s hands gently pulling at your shoes, there’s another set of hands joining in easing you out of your clothes.

They’re moving you and tucking you into bed, firm hands and stern voices when you protest. You move to get up and you’re pushed back down.

“Stop-” You groan, “Got stuff to do”

“No you don’t” Eddie fires back, climbing into the bed with you and trapping you against his chest.

“Gotta walk-”

“Already done” Steve interrupts, joining you both.

“And make di-”

“Nope, we’ve already sorted it” Eddie sighs.

“Anything else?” Steve teases and you grumble, relenting and letting yourself give into their relaxing warmth.

--

You’re all squished onto your small couch, Eddie awkwardly laying across yours and Steve’s laps as you watch the tv and Mr. Meowgi perched on the back of the couch. You’re gently carding your fingers through his hair, untangling knots and pressing your fingers firmly against his scalp.

Eddie moans, loudly, at your ministrations. Steve huffs and murmurs ‘cut it’ to him, squeezing his calf.

“Or what?” Eddie teases, ‘It’s not my fault our girl has the fingers of a goddess”

Steve glares at him and you quickly remove your hands from Eddie’s hair - knowing what Steve was about to do. Steve pushes Eddie’s legs, shoving Eddie off the couch with a yelp.

You bite your lip in an attempt not to laugh as Eddie glowers at Steve, rubbing his side, and that does it. Eddie’s launching himself at Steve and they’re tumbling to the floor. Eddie’s got his legs wrapped around Steve’s side, trapping his arms and he’s biting at Steve’s shoulder.

“Ahh! Stop!” Steve cries, wheezing, “I’m sorry! Sorry!”

“That’s what I thought” Eddie says, triumphantly.

Your quiet laughter has their eyes snapping to you and you point your finger at them.

“No”

Their grins has your stomach twisting and you’re pulling yourself up the couch, trying to climb over the arm rest.

“What’s the matter, baby?” Eddie says, too sweet.

“Don’t wanna play with us?” Steve asks.

“No!”

You laugh, jumping off the couch and running down the hall as they reach for you. You hear their footsteps hurrying after you and you shriek with giggles as they chase you around the apartment.

“Mr. Meowgi! Save me!” You shout, reaching for him as a set of arms wrap around you.

--

“We’re going to go dance”

You press a kiss on Eddie’s and Steve’s cheeks and grab Nancy and Robin’s hands, leading them to the dance floor. They laugh as you use your hold on them to spin them around.

“They’re crazy about you, y’know?” Robin says, voice raised above the music. You wrap your arm around her waist and pull her in, moving your ear close to her lips and she repeats herself.

You feel your cheeks heat and your face scrunches in happiness, Nancy laughs at your reaction and you can’t wipe the grin off your face.

“If it helps-” You shout, “I’m crazy ‘bout them”

They beam at you and you see Nancy mouth ‘good’ at you, and the three of you dance until you feel a pair of hands rest on your hips. You hum and crane your neck and startle when it’s not Steve or Eddie, you pull away and step back, putting distance between you.

The guy scoffs and presses back in your space, grabbing at you, trying to press his lips onto yours and not noticing or caring when you push at him, trying to get him to let you go.

Eddie and Steve appear and they’re yanking the guy off you, Steve’s wrapping his arm around you while Eddie shoves him away. You’re shaking and feel tears in your eyes.

They lead you to a quiet spot at the back of the club and you crumple, scared and feeling disgusted about what had happened. Eddie gently holds you against his chest as Steve gathers your things and lets the other’s know the that the three of you were leaving. They hold you between them as they guide you out of the club and you gasp at the cool air.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry” You’re whispering, over and over - you can’t stop shaking and you can’t stop the tears from falling.

Eddie’s lifting you, wrapping your legs around his waist and holding you tight as he carries you home, Steve’s gripping tight onto one of your hands and you hide your face in Eddie’s neck.

--

You wake gently, a soft weight on your cheek pulls you from your slumber. You stretch and rub at your eyes and the action has your boys cooing at you.

You peek at them and your smile is as bright as the sun.

They’ve got shiny party hats resting on their heads, Eddie has two. Steve’s got Mr. Meowgi cradled in his arms who also has a party hat resting in between his pointy ears.

You laugh at the sight and sit up, reaching for Mr. Meowgi. You cuddle him and lavish him with kisses, telling him he’s just the cutest boy you’ve ever seen.

Eddie makes a small noise and you glace up at him, both of them pouting at you. You laugh again and reach for them, with a soft ‘I suppose you two are pretty cute too’.

“Happy birthday, baby!” Steve cheers, pressing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Happiest of Birthday’s!” Eddie chimes in, kissing you as soon as Steve pulls away.

“You know what this means, right?” Eddie asks, serious and you shake your head.

“What?”

“Birthday sex”

You cackle at him.

“What’s the difference between regular sex and birthday sex?” You giggle.

“Well, for starters - birthday sex is when you have sex on your birthday” Eddie huffs, Steve nodding in agreement.

“And-” Steve adds, “It means we’re going to try and make you come as many times as your age today”

“Jesus fucking Christ” You hiss, eyebrows shooting up, “You want me to die?”

“What a way to go” Steve laughs, moving and picking up Mr. Meowgi. He takes him out of the room and you hear him saying ‘look, we love you bub but it’s your mama and daddies private time now’.

Eddie is pulling at the party hats on his head, grunting when they tangle in his hair. You laugh softly and reach over, helping him.

He reaches over after tossing the hats, cupping your cheek and stroking your lips with his thumb.

“Happy birthday, beautiful girl” He breathes, leaning in and kissing you tenderly.

You loose yourself in the kiss, heart beating fast and moaning softly into his mouth. Steve hums softly as he returns, admiring the two of you.

Eddie’s pulling the blanket off you, and Steve’s climbing back onto the bed - reaching for your sleep shirt and tugging it off.

They’re lowering you onto the bed and Eddie is shifting, resting between your legs and he’s lapping at your folds, making you keen softly. Steve’s leaning over you, mouthing at your breasts.

They worship you.

It feels like hours, hours of Eddie devouring your cunt and Steve nipping and sucking at your breasts and nipples, before Eddie’s pressing inside you. He’s rocking gently and Steve’s gently pressing his fingers against your clit and murmuring soft words into your chest.

You’ve never felt so loved, so wanted, as Eddie and Steve make love to you.

It’s not long until white heat explodes under your skin and Eddie’s moaning into your shoulder, spilling inside you.

Steve replaces Eddie between your legs, pushing inside you just as softly as Eddie did, rocking deeply. Eddie cups your jaw and presses delicate kisses on your lips.

You’re moaning and whining and pleading, needing to climax and Eddie shushes you - kissing his way down your throat and gently fingering your clit.

“Come on, Honey” Steve whispers, and you cry out loudly as your second orgasm washes over you.

“Love you, love you both” You’re chanting softly, moaning.

Eddie kisses you desperately.

“I love you, baby” He says, pressing his lips all over your face before capturing Steve in a messy kiss, “I love you, big boy”

“Love you, my angels” Steve shudders and spills inside you.

--

Eddie’s nightmares seemed to be getting more frequent, more intense. You often wake in the middle of the night to his frantic, heart breaking, shouts.

You press yourself close to Eddie, Steve pressed against Eddie’s other side, both your arms wrapped tight around him. You kiss his shoulder as he shakes against you.

“Eds?” You murmur, “I know I’ve never asked - and I’m not pressuring you. But if you want to talk, it might help?”

You feel him tense under you, and you just press your cheek against his arm, wishing you could take away his pain.

“It’s up to you” You whisper, “Either way, I’m here for you, okay?”

He takes a shuddering breath and you don’t see him glance at Steve who shrugs softly in response. Steve presses a kiss on Eddie’s hair.

“If you want” Steve murmurs.

“Can you?” Eddie’s voice is small, shaky and Steve hums, kissing him again.

“We’ve never really told you about what happened when we were in school, have we?” Steve starts, you shake your head.

“There was this girl-”

Steve tells you everything, every horrible thing that they went through and your heart hurts for them. You clutch them against you and listen attentively, by the end of their story - the sun is creeping up from beyond the horizon and you’re weeping softly.

You press kisses onto their faces, holding them close and whisper gentle words to them.

“I’m so sorry, you’re both so brave, you’ve been through so much, you’re so strong and it’s okay to cry. It’s okay, you’re safe and I’ll never let anything bad happen to you”

--

Mr. Meowgi hasn’t been acting like himself, not eating, not playing and barely moving and you’re beside yourself with worry.

It was a rare day that the three of you weren’t together, and you’re sobbing as you bang on their door. They’re there, helping you load him into your car and Steve’s driving and Eddie is holding your hand as you cry and cling to Mr. Meowgi.

It’s Eddie who carefully picks him up, cradling him against his chest and making soft soothing noises as Mr. Meowgi cries out. Your heart is breaking and you can’t stop sobbing.

Steve holds you as the three of you rush into the Vet, Eddie holds you as they examine Mr. Meowgi. They press themselves close as you wait, wait for the emergency scans and the Vet to come tell you what’s wrong with your baby.

Your hands are covering your face and Eddie presses his cheek against the top of your head and Steve’s arm is wrapped tight around your waist.

They were just as worried, as scared but were trying their hardest to keep themselves together for you.

The vet is there but you can’t understand what they’re saying and let Steve and Eddie discuss it. Eddie cups your cheek, forcing you to look at him.

“He’s going to be okay” His voice breaks through your panic and you almost collapse, and now you’re sobbing with relief.

“He’s going to stay overnight, honey” Steve says softly, rubbing your back, “But he’s going to be okay”

“The vet said he must of gotten bitten by a bug or something on one of his walks and had a bit of a reaction to it” Eddie tells you, “They’ve given him some medicine and are going to just monitor him tonight - we’ll come get him tomorrow, okay doll?”

You nod and feel exhaustion slam into you, wiped from the roller-coaster of emotions.

They hold you close that night, the apartment quiet without Mr. Meowgi padding around, playing with his toys, meowing for attention.

--

“I’ve been thinkin’ about what you said” Steve says absently, “about moving in together”

You shift from your spot on the floor where you’re brushing Mr. Meowgi, turning your head enough to gaze at Steve. He’s fidgeting and his eyes are darting around the room.

“Yeah?” You breathe, hope blooming in your chest. Eddie’s staring at Steve, waiting for him to continue.

“Yeah. I’ve- I’ve been saving, for a while, and I- why not? Let’s do it. I can’t think of a better way to start out future”

Your breath is catching, and you’re beaming.

“I’ve been savin’ too” Eddie adds, “Honestly since you mentioned it doll, it’s all I’ve been thinking about”

You think you might explode from happiness and you squeak, launching yourself at them and making Mr. Meowgi startle from the sudden movement. Steve and Eddie are laughing as you press kisses all over them.

The three of you spent months, months, searching.

You didn’t know how many houses you’d inspected but nothing was right - the house was too big, or too small, or the backyard wasn’t big enough, or the kitchen wasn’t good enough, or you hated the layout.

You were almost on the verge of giving up when Steve found a house for sale a little ways out of town that was perfect. You don’t think you’ve ever seen Eddie this anxious, or Steve this frantic, as you waited to find out if the home was yours.

Steve’s got the phone clutched in his hand, knuckles white and face blank as he listens to the agent.

“Thanks” He sighs, hanging up. You feel your heart drop and you cling to Eddie’s arm.

“Well?” Eddie asks, impatient. Steve blinks and turns to you both.

“We got it!” He shouts and Eddie is spinning you around and the three of you are jumping, screaming with excitement.

Once the three of you settle, you groan.

“Ugh, now we have to pack”

Steve’s delighted laughter fills the space and Eddie squeezes your waist.

“Ah don’t worry, baby girl” He laughs, “We’ll be suffering right along side ya”

--

You throw yourself on your bed, the move had been grueling and your whole body ached, and you knew Steve and Eddie were much the same.

Mr. Meowgi jumped on the bed and curled up at your side and you wrap your arm around him. His deep purrs soothe you to sleep.

You stir when you feel the bed dipping, but sigh softly as an arm wraps around your back and let yourself slip back into sleep.

You spent the next few weeks unpacking and trying your hardest to make your new house a home in your spare time. Fussing over everything, making sure every single thing had it’s place and was perfect. Steve and Eddie help you, patiently moving and rearranging the heavier things into the spots you ask.

Your heart flutters each time you open the door to your home, when you greet your boys with a soft kiss and a ‘welcome home’.

“You know what we have to do, right?” Eddie asks, after the three of you collapse the last box.

“What?” Steve responds.

“Gotta christen the house” He winks at you and Steve, you snort and Steve laughs.

“Yeah we do” Steve murmurs and presses a heated kiss on Eddie’s lips. You bite your lip and a hot thrill shoots down your torso as you watch them, clinging together.

You’re pressing yourself against Steve’s back and you’re on your knees, taking him in your mouth as Eddie presses into you from behind.

--

You’re anxious, knee bouncing as you wait. Eddie’s biting his thumb and Steve’s pacing.

The timer goes off and you startle. The boys, stare at you as you pick up the test. Your heart shudders, you breathe in sharply and let out a cry. There’s hands on you and soft words of ‘it’s okay, we’ll try again’ and you shake your head.

You spin, tears flowing.

“It’s positive” You sob, “I’m pregnant” 

You’re being scooped up in their arms and they hold you as the three of you cry together, excited to start the next chapter of your lives.

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"What's your plan for today?" Eddie asks in-between mouthfuls of cereal.

You hum and shrug.

"Not a whole lot, to be honest. Gonna do a tidy of the kitchen and then I've got a couple of readings to do for collage, but that's about it."

Eddie smiles at you while you talk, face soft and loving.

"Sounds perfect, baby. Can't be working too hard, that's my job."

You laugh quietly, moving closer and leaning against him. His arms wrap around you and his chin presses against the top of your head.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to make me your kept housewife."

You feel his laughter from deep in his chest, he squeezes you.

"Maybe I am, baby. Maybe I am."

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Late nights curled up under the covers with Eddie. Fingertips lightly tracing over skin and bones, soft touches and gentle entwining of limbs.

It's warm and cosy and Eddie's hair tickles you when it brushes against your skin. You talk about nothing, everything.

He presses soft kisses to your forehead, cheeks, temples, eyes. Everywhere he can reach without moving too far.

You confess he's your dream, him and you and your family, whatever form that takes.

[tastefulstars]

Pretty Girl

An encounter at a bar leads to a one night stand, that leads to a spending the weekend, which just may lead to more. 

Eddie Munson x F!Reader

word count: 4,668

warnings: 18+ only, MDNI. semi-public sex, oral (m and f receiving), bottom!Eddie x top!reader, praise, dirty talk, safe sex, hair pulling masterlist

The bar was, much to your displeasure, dingy, the floor was sticky and the lights low. You usually never willingly go to a shitty little bar that had absolutely no atmosphere but your friend had begged and pleaded and wore down your patience until you agreed, only now you were on your own, your friend ditching you for the first guy that made a pass at her.

You heave out a sigh and shift, leaning with your back against the bar. Raising your drink to your lips, you watch - people dancing awkwardly, sculling their drinks, talking animatedly amongst themselves. You were bored, and annoyed at your friend.

Your eyes flicker around the bar again and spot a group of people crammed into a booth. They had the air of familiarity about them, like they had been friends for a long time and were comfortable in each others presence. One of the guys catches your eye, and you watch him talk animatedly, using his whole body to express himself. His dark hair and dark eyes contrasted beautifully with his pale skin.

You feel a twinge of jealousy as you watch them, laughing and talking. You turn around, facing the bar and putting your back to the group, wanting to just finish your drink and go home. You tense as you feel a body slide into the space next to you.

"So, whats a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this all alone?"

You raise an eyebrow and turn to look at them, unimpressed. It was the guy from the group you had spotted, the one with the dark hair and big eyes. You raked your eyes over his face appreciatively, he was handsome - pretty even.

"Who says I'm alone?"

His mouth curls up and he leans in close, he smells like alcohol and cigarettes, your eyes drop down to his lips.

"You're too pretty to be alone"

You snort at his words, rolling you eyes.

"If this is your attempt to seduce me, you'll have to better than that"

He clutches his chest in fake hurt, gasping softly and jutting his lower lip out into a pout. He holds the pose for a second before dropping his hands back to his sides. He rubs the back of his neck, his rings catching what little light there was and glinting softly.

"Can I buy you a drink then? To make up for the awful pick up line?"

You drag your eyes down his body, liking what you're seeing. A denim jacket covered a tee depicting a demon or a monster, you couldn't quite tell, and tight black jeans accentuated his long legs.

When you finally drag your gaze back to his face, he's smirking at you, pupils blown out. You lick your lips and he tracks the movement, maybe tonight wouldn't be a total waste after all, you hum and nod.

He quickly turns and waves down the bartender, calling out my pretty lady needs a drink. You flush and thank him as he hands you your glass.

"Your pretty lady huh?" You ask into your glass, glancing up at him through your lashes, "Don't even know my name and you're already calling me yours"

You watch as a pretty blush blooms across his cheeks and oh... He should look like that all the time. Your smile widens and you lick your lips.

"Oh I - I'm -" He stammers, eyes darting away from you, "I'm Eddie"

He was so pretty and you couldn't help yourself, wanting to see his reactions as you tease, to see him all worked up. You leaned in close, brushing your lips against his ear.

"Well, Eddie" You murmur into his ear, he breathes in sharply and you feel his hands grip your hips. His fingers slip under your shirt, gripping onto the soft skin of your waist and the cold metal of his rings leave tingling goosebumps on your skin. He uses his grip on you to pull you impossibly closer, chest to chest, and you gently cup his cheek and fist his shirt with your other hand.

"I'm your pretty girl"

He lets out the softest of moans, you pull back enough to look at him. His lips are parted and he's breathing heavily, fingers digging into your skin. You shift your thumb from where it rests on his cheek and gently trace his lower lip and you lock eyes with him, seeing your own desire mirrored in his pretty brown eyes, dark with want.

You use your grip on his face and pull him in, crashing your lips against his. His arms tighten and wrap around you, trapping you flush against him. He captures your lips hungrily, deepening the kiss and your tummy flips and you feel warm all over.

You pull away long enough to take a rough breath before brushing your lips against Eddies again, sucking his lower lip into your mouth, gently nibbling on it and making Eddie groan. You hear cheering and wolf whistles and pull away, throwing a glance over your shoulder, Eddies friends are all watching the two of you and Eddie groans, dropping his head down and resting his forehead on your shoulder.

"I, uh, sorry" He says against your neck, darting his tongue out to taste your skin, "ignore them, they're idiots"

You hum and shift your hand to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair and tugging, pulling his head up. As you kiss him, you shift to your leg in between his and he moans into your mouth as you press your thigh against his dick.

"We're in public pretty girl," Eddie whispers, trailing kisses down your chin and neck, and you tighten your grip in his hair, "Stop teasin'"

You sigh and pull away, putting as much space between you as Eddie would allow. His lips were cherry red and swollen and his cheeks flushed and eyes wide and glassy. Fucking hell, this wasn't fair, you could feel your arousal zinging through your body and your cunt aches.

"We better go somewhere private then cause you're really fuckin' hot and I'm trying to not fuck you senseless right now" You inform him.

He's already moving, pulling you away from the bar and towards the door. You both ignore the teasing calls of his friends and stumble out of the door, neither one of you wanting to stop touching the other long enough to make your exit easier.

You find yourself pressed against the rough brick wall in the dirty alleyway beside the bar, Eddies hands sneaking up your shirt as he kisses you roughly. You whimper as he cups your breasts through your bra, rocking your hips into his and your mouth waters as you brush against his hard cock. You hastily shove your hand between you and palm him through his jeans, Eddie breaks the kiss and hangs his head back, moaning. You lick a stripe up his exposed neck, nipping at his skin with your teeth.

You press the palm of your hand against his cock, gently kneading. You watch as his throat works and Eddie swallows hard. You shift upwards, fingering the button of his jeans, carefully popping it open and slowly dragging the zipper down. Eddie lowers his head, staring at you with his mouth hung open, panting, impossibly wide eyes. He licks his lips, clears his throat.

"Thought you wanted to go somewhere private"

You curl your lips into a smile and dramatically look around you.

"Don't see anyone else, it's private enough"

His eyes slide close at your words and cants his hips into your hand, and you slip your fingers inside his jeans and take his cock into your hand. You shift your legs, clenching your thighs in the hopes it'll give you some relief from the ache but all it does it make you want even more.

"No underwear, huh? You expectin' this to happen then?" You ask, your own voice sounding rough and Eddie is shaking his head, eyebrows pulling up in the middle and panting hard as you slowly jerk him off.

"No- ahh- I uh, ohh please, the uh, lines ruin the look" He's panting and can barely focus on getting his words out, rocking his hips into your hand. His hands are gripping your hips tightly, fingers twitching and you're sure you'll have bruises later, he drops his forehead to rest against yours. His soft panting breath gently caresses your face and you hold the back of his head, keeping him there, close to you.

"Do you think anyone would see if I sucked your cock right now?" Your words are soft, barely audible over the sounds coming from the street but Eddie hears them and whines. His hips thrust sharply against your hand, and shakes his head, his hair flying around his face.

"Don't care, don't care" He's chanting, "please, please, oh fuck, please"

His whining neediness sends heat through your body and you pull away, spinning Eddie around and moving so he's the one leaning against the wall. His hands grip your arms before you can drop to your knees.

"Wait, here" He pants, shucking his jacket off and balling it up, he places it down for you and you feel your breath catch in your throat at the gesture. Tummy flipping in somersaults and cunt slick and aching, you drop to your knees and rest on his jacket.

Both his hands wind into your hair, he doesn't pull your hair or push at your head - he just holds onto you. You don't bother with teasing, and sink down onto him. He's tightening his grip in your hair and panting hard and you glance up to see his face, and oh, isn't that a sight, his eyes squeezed shut, mouth hung open, eyebrows pinched and a lovely, lovely flush spread across his cheeks.

You moan around him, he's big and thick and you can't wait to feel him inside you, he's going to stretch you so good. You flick your tongue underneath the head on an upwards pull and sink back down. You can't fit all of it in your mouth, halfway down and his cock is already touching your throat making your eyes sting. Your hand wraps around the base and you jerk what you can't reach with your lips and mouth.

Your eyes drift shut and you focus, breathing slowly and relaxing your jaw, you wanted him to come apart under you, because of you. His little breathy moans on each upward pull of your mouth encourage you, egg you on and make you work him faster, suck a little harder. His hips are twitching and you move your hand from his thigh to his balls, holding them in your palm you feel them tighten. You pull off.

"You close, baby?" He's whining and nodding, "Want you to come in my mouth, okay?"

You wrap your lips around his dick again, not bothering to wait for his acknowledgment. You roll his balls in your hand and take him as deep as you can down your throat. A gentle suck and swallow has him coming undone, spilling down your throat and filling your mouth. You gently pull your mouth back, suckling at the head, swallowing everything he gave you and you gently jerk his shaft, working him through his orgasm. He whines, gasping and hips twitching and you pull off him, holding him gently in your hand as you stand.

He looks beautiful like this, head tipped back and face slack with pleasure. He's sweaty and his hair is sticking to his face in places, leaning heavily against the wall and looking like he could collapse any moment. You lick your lips, chasing the taste of him, while you carefully tuck his cock and balls way. You pick up his jacket and slide it on your own shoulders before resting a hand on his waist, feeling his chest heaving. You gently cup his jaw and cheek with your free hand and pull his face down to yours. His eyes crack open and he looks at you through his lashes, he's still breathing hard and you feel your chest swell with pride - you did that. You smile at him and lick at his lips, his hands find their place on your hips and he pulls you into him. You kiss him lazily, messily. You tip his head back and nip at the skin of his neck.

"Fucking hell" He breathes, "You're incredible - I, mmm that's nice, I don't think I've ever come that fast, or hard"

Pride swells your chest again, you feel giddy with confidence.

"My place is close" You laugh into his throat, Eddies hands slip down and grip your ass, kneading, "Think you should fuck me now"

"Pretty girl, you keep this up and you'll never get rid of me"

You laugh again and push away from him and you grab his hand, entwining your fingers with his. You feel rough callouses against your palm, your brain flooding with the mental image of those rough hands running up your thighs and brushing against your cunt. You tug on Eddies hand, pulling him away from the alleyway, the bar, and hastily leading him to your home.

It doesn’t take you long to reach your apartment, your body thrumming with anticipation. You stumble through the door, Eddie pressed flush against your back and you’re spinning, slamming your lips against his as you drag him backwards towards your bedroom. You both trip and catch each other and stumble and bang into walls and doors, giggling into each others mouths. You drop down onto your bed and Eddie is there, resting between your legs and gazing down at you, adoration written all over his face.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” He’s licking his lips and flicking his gaze all over your face, drinking you in. His eyes slip close and he moans, “Can I go down on you? Please? I know you said you wanted me to fuck you but I need to taste you and I’ll make you feel so good”

You don’t even bother picturing what he’d look like, buried between your legs, knowing it wouldn’t even come close to the real thing and nod, shucking his jacket and pulling your shirt off as Eddie yanks off your shoes, you lift your hips for him to work your pants down your legs. His lips part as he rakes his eyes over your body, taking a shuddering breath in, he leans down and kisses at your neck. He trails wet kisses down your body until he’s resting just above the band of your undies, he glances up at you and you bite your lip - you were right, imagining it wouldn’t have done this sight justice.

He kicks his own shoes off and tugs his off his shirt and gently pulls your underwear down your legs, kissing softly at your thighs. You let your legs fall open and he settles down, placing one, two, kisses on each inner thigh before pressing the flat of his tongue against your cunt. He moans, wrapping his arms around your legs and pressing his fingers into your hips. He’s enthusiastic and eager to please as he licks the tip of his tongue through your folds, groaning at how soaked you were. You lean up on your elbows to watch, moaning as he flicked at your clit with your tongue.

You shift your weight to one arm, reaching down to fist at his hair. You push his head closer to you and he responds beautifully, sucking at your clit and making your thighs shake before resuming his licks, alternating between teasing your entrance with the tip of his tongue and licking with the flat of his tongue through your folds and up your clit.

You catch him rocking his hips down onto the mattress and your eyes slip closed, head tilted back as you let out a loud moan. The idea of him being so turned on and getting off while eating your cunt was just enough to make you desperate for him. You start to rock your hips on his face, he adjusts his position so his nose is brushing against your clit with each thrust and he presses his tongue into your hole, lapping at your juices right from the source.

You’re breathing hard and moaning every other breath, you tighten your hold of Eddies hair and his hips stutter against the mattress. You fuck yourself on his face and tongue until you’re so so close, you plant your feet and rock your hips faster.

“Ohhh fuck, fuck” You cry loudly as you climax, your thighs tighten and around Eddies head, trapping him at your cunt. You shake and collapse on the mattress, head spinning and vision dark. He eases you through it, gently nipping at your clit, making you shake, and lapping at you. You relax and your legs drop to the bed and Eddie rocks against the mattress once more before sitting, kneeling between your legs. He stares at your tits, moving with each heaving breath, before dropping his eyes back to your cunt. You watch as he gently swipes two fingers through your folds, collecting your wet slick on them, and raises them to his lips, sucking them clean. You reach for him and he lowers himself to you, claiming your mouth in a bruising kiss.

“Wanna ride you” You tell him softly between kisses, “Wanna come all over your cock”

“Please”

You push gently at his chest, laying him down next to you. You reach back and yank your bra off, tossing it onto the ground. Leaning down, you kiss at his chest, grazing your teeth on his nipple and Eddie moans softly.

“You got a condom?” You whisper against his skin, “There’s some in the bathroom if you don’t”

His hands find your face and pulls you up, kissing you desperately, he murmurs a negative and you press one last kiss onto his soft lips and slide off the bed. He’s laying on your bed, hair fanned out underneath his head, legs spread and watching you with his pretty dark eyes. You feel slick gush out of your cunt and you clench around nothing.

“I want those pants off by the time I get back, okay?” You instruct sweetly, he’s already moving to yank them down before you even turn to leave. Padding your way to the bathroom, you can’t stop the silly grin forming on your face. Your heart is beating fast and your tummy has not stopped fluttering. You quickly grab a condom from the draw and rush back to your room. Eddie is laying spread eagle on your bed, his pants are off giving you a good look at his hard cock. He really was big, long and thick and you wanted. You weren’t really a size queen but you were salivating at the sight of him, you were going to feel him in your guts, heat flooded your body.

He’s reaching for you and you take his hand as you climb on top of him, straddling his thighs. You hold his gaze as you tear open the packet before wrapping your fingers around his shaft, stroking him. His eyes flutter shut and mouth drops open in a silent moan. You keep up the slow pace and watch as he slowly looses himself, desperately rocking his hips up, opening and closing his mouth and eyes scrunching closed, it doesn’t take long before he starts begging you - whispering a litany of please, please, please getting increasingly whinier and breathier as each moment passes.

You relent, stopping your teasing and roll the condom onto him. Sliding your hands up his stomach to rest on his chest, you raise your hips and shift. He holds onto your waist with one hand as you position yourself over him and uses the other to grip onto the base of his cock, holding himself in place as you lower yourself down.

Your face scrunches up, pain flaring from your core at the intrusion. You gasp for air as you lower yourself, forcing your body to take it, you can feel tears gathering in your eyes. Eddies hands hold you at your waist, taking your weight and letting you set the pace. He holds himself still, muscles and limbs tense from the effort.

You drop your head forward and breathe deeply and once your sitting flush on his hips, you open your eyes, tears spilling and glare at him. His eyebrows are pinched and concern is written all over his face, you hiccup a gasp.

"Why are you crying, pretty girl? Whats wrong? I- ahh, you feel so good" He's almost shaking from the strain of keeping still, wanting nothing more than to just buck up into your tight wet heat. You dug your nails into his chest and hiss out a breath, overwhealmed and unable to form thoughts and you can't. It's too much and not enough and you can feel him all the way up to your throat.

You gently rock your hips, the tiniest of movements sending shockwaves all over your body, and reducing Eddie to a moaning mess.

"You, oh, you feel so good. Don't stop, please, please don't stop"

Seeing him fall apart underneath you, because of you, was enough to push you through the pain and you raise your hips, pulling yourself off him. Eddie whines at your movement and is gasping a moan as you slam yourself back down. The burn of the stretch is still there but god, you feel so impossibly full and you don't ever want it to stop. Tears continue to wet your cheeks as you ride him, unable to do more than whimper and whine.

"Fuck, baby" You choke out, "you, oh oh, ahh. You're doing so good for me"

He nods dumbly at your words, panting hard as he rocks his hips up into you as you make a downward slide. You both cry out at the sensation and that does it, you're slamming your hips down over and over, meeting his thrusts upwards. You can feel your climax creeping closer and closer, and you reach down, fingers brushing against where you and Eddie meet. You rub soft circles over your clit and catch Eddies eyes.

"Gonna come" You gasp, his face is slack and eyes glossed over, "You gonna come for me?"

You hold his gaze and explode. Clenching down on his cock hard and your whole body flooding with white heat, your eyes roll back for a moment and your vision whites out. You rock yourself through it and you're glad your vision returns to you quick enough to see Eddie fall apart. He thrusts up into you, one, two, three times and he's shaking, crying out and arching his back. And well, now that you have seen what he looks like falling apart, you wanted more of it - to see it every damn day.

You bend, resting your face on his chest as you both gasped and struggled for air. Its only after your breathing evens out that you sit, pulling yourself off Eddies cock, you cry out softly at the loss. You gently, carefully pull the condom off him, glancing up at him. He's laying with his eyes closed still, mouth open and breathing roughly.

You slip out of the bed and wobble your way to the bathroom, holding onto the wall for safety because you felt like jelly. Tossing the used condom, you quickly use the toilet and take a couple of minutes to clean yourself up.

Relief floods you when you climb back into the bed, not wanting to move again for at least 5 hours. Eddie is rolling, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

"Where'd you go?" He whispered, pressing your bodies flush. You slip your arm around his waist and gently stroke his back, and you press a soft kiss to his lips.

"Bathroom," You whisper back, and let out a quiet chuckle, "This is an UTI free home, after all"

Eddie huffs a laugh and nuzzles his face into your neck. You stroke his back, arm, hair - anywhere and everywhere, and press kisses into his hair.

"Rest" you murmur, "You're going to need your energy, because if you think I’m done with you after that, you are very mistaken"

He pulls back far enough to look at you, and smiles, almost shyly.

"Yeah? Not kickin' me out yet?"

"Don't be silly," You snort, "I'm not letting you leave for the rest of the weekend, hell, i might even just keep here forever. At the very least, I will make you breakfast in the morning, to say thanks for the incredible dicking you just gave me, and maybe afterwards you can bend me over the counter and fuck me silly again."

Eddie is shaking with silent laughter and beams at you, eyes sparkling. He presses his lips to yours in a gentle kiss, the both of you grinning and giggling into each others mouths.

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Steves leg bounces as he holds his phone to his ear, impatient, the others all stare at him. Watching and waiting, as soon as the phone connects he starts ranting and the others all start talking over the top of each other, wanting to get their voices heard.

"Oh so now you pick up! What the fuck, Eddie? We've been trying to reach you all weekend! We thought you could have been dead!"

"Steve, put it on speaker!" Dustin shouts, Lucas and Mike nodding in agreement, "I need to have a fuckin' word with him!"

"You missed our campaign, you dick!" Mike yells.

Dustin launches himself at Steve, making a grab for the phone. Steve shouts and struggles but surrenders the phone, Dustin switches to speaker.

"What the fuck, Eddie?" He shouts. Nancy scolds him, stop swearing Dustin! The talking and shouting increases until a soft giggling is heard from the phone, everyone stops, silent and stares.

"Big Dick Eddie is in the shower right now but I'll pass the message on for you" Groans and ew's are heard from pretty much everyone.

"Uhhh, who are you?" Dustin asks, staring at the phone in his hand like he'd never seen it before.

"Oh, I'm Eddies pretty girl- from the bar the other night? I think some of you were there? Eddie mentioned you'd probably be calling today and asked me to answer"

"That was like, three days ago" Robin pipes up, raising her eyebrows.

"Really? Ahh I suppose we've been rather busy -" shuffling noises are heard, and then they hear Eddies voice.

" 's that Steve?"

"- Suckin' and fuckin', you know? Yeah, and a bunch of your other friends. They're quite mad at you, said you missed their campaign"

"Oh fuck!" There's more shuffling and a soft oof, "Guys I'm so sorry. I was, uhh, pretty distracted and forgot all about it. I'll make it up to you guys, I promise"

"You good though, Eds?" Steve asks.

"Yeah, Stevie, I'm good" He huffs a laugh, “Pretty sure I’m in love man, don’t think I’m ever comin’ home now”

"I'll let him leave today, promise! I've been takin' good care of him" The girl says sweetly, "Even let him use my toothbrush and everything!"

There's a loud chorus of 'ew that’s disgusting!' from the group, and the girl laughs loudly.

"Oh darlin', I've had his dick in my mouth - I don't give a shit if he uses my toothbrush"

"Ahhhh-"

"Thats so-"

"Ew I did NOT-

"Stop!"

"Gross! Ew!"

"Need to know that!"

Eddie and his girl are giggling, Steve just rubs his forehead and sighs, questioning why these people just had to be his friends.

"I'm hanging up now" Steve says, reaching for his phone, "I'm glad you're not dead, Eddie."

He hangs up the phone as the words 'you play d&d? You're so fucking hot' and a breathy moan filters through, and nope.

[tastefulstars]

after starcourt, after the russians and the mindflayer, Billy isn't doing well. His body has healed, faster than it should - the kids say it's a gift, Billy says it's a curse.

the group has gathered at harringtons house, the kids discussing the latest world ending events. You can't blame them, they're kids and they've been through so much, too much. They need to decompress somehow. You let them talk until one of them says an thoughtless comment about Billy, about how he killed half the town, and you see the moment Billy shudders, see the way he hunches in on himself and his eyes slip downwards.

"I mean this with no respect but shut the fuck up" you snap, anger welling in your veins.

The older teens try to placate and settle you, and the kids get worked up from being yelled at. You ignore them and move to Billy.

"Don't you dare listen to them. Everything that happened, whether you were in control or not, it happened, and everything you did, you did to survive. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. He tortured you, Billy, and not one of them -" you jab your finger at the group, "- could have held together as long as you did. Don't you dare listen to them when they have no idea what you went through, what you survived."

There's a stunned silence over the group as you finish speaking, you keep your eyes on Billy. Waiting for your words to sink in, his eyes drift up to you - watery and glassy, just like the ocean on a clear day. He leans towards you, seemingly seeking comfort from your presence.

"I couldn't- I couldn't stop it. Couldn't stop him." His voice cracks, breaks and waivers. Tears begin to fall and you reach for him, trying to hold him together.

"He kept showing me -" he cuts himself off, shuddering and gasping for air. You pull him in, wrap yourself around him, and let your own tears fall.

Billy clings to you as he silently cries into your neck. You shift slightly, glaring as best as you can and mouth 'fuck off' to the group.

They leave, some of the kids whispering questions at the older teens, and you just cling to Billy tighter, let his tears soak your shirt, and his fingers grip bruises onto your skin.

[tastefulstars]

okay but giving eddie a massage when he's sore and you tell him to strip and lay down on the bed, cue: eyebrow wiggles and a shit eating grin. He lies down tho cause yeah, his back is aching and you sit on the back of his thighs and press your whole bodyweight into his back and he can't stop the little groans of appreciation as you work out the knots. and when he's feeling a bit more relaxed he turns his face out of the pillow and says "so does this massage have a happy ending?", making you snort and smack is ass.