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snap out of it - e. munson

PAIRING: Eddie Munson x FemBestfriend!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ MINORS DNI! SMUT! GRAPHIC SEX! Mentions of kissing, mentions of sex, smut, unprotected p in v (reader is on the pill), confession, smut with little background.

SUMMARY: After a date, you show up to your best friend's house to tell him all about it, despite your previous feelings for him. He catches you off guard by admitting his feelings for you, leading you both to the best night of your lives. (Snap Out Of It by the Artic Monkeys)

WORD COUNT: 1.5k

OTHERS: Another song fic <3 I know the song is originally about Alex Turner telling a girl to forget about him, but im literally hooked on the chorus and Eddie's vibe, so i needed this, and I think everyone else did too. Here is the Spotify link to the song if you want to listen to it while reading, but it will automatically play if you press it! enjoy!

THINGS USED TO NEVER BE THIS COMPLICATED WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND. Sure, he was a piece of work, but you were sure nothing like this had ever happened between the two of you. Of course, you two were teenagers, meaning that every once in a while, things between the two of you would get flooded with sexual tension, but you two had never truly done anything about it.

"How was it?" Eddie says from his position on his bed as you walk in the room. "It was amazing! He took me to a nice restaurant and everything!" You exclaim, walking into his room. You had just finished a date with a nice boy from your school named Noah, and instead of going home afterwards, you decided to go straight to your best friend's house.

Your friendship had started in the woods, years prior. You, being two years younger than the lovely boy that was now comfortably sprawled out across his bed, caused ten-year-old him to know a lot more about the world than eight-year-old you, so he taught you everything you needed to know, and after that you went to him about everything, slowly making him your best friend. He (verbally and visually) taught you how to kiss, (an incredibly uncomfortable lesson, seen as he was making out with his hands, tugging at his own hair, and showing you what the 'good noises,' were.), how to 'use your fingers', and catch a person's attention.

You quickly realized you were developing feelings for the boy with the buzzcut hairdo but ignored it. If you pushed your emotions down far enough, they'll become smothered by layers of feelings of self-loathing and hated, quickly distinguishing the blaze that this boy had set fire to in your heart. So, that's exactly what you did, but you didn't expect after ten years of it being smothered, it would come back stronger due to years of consuming other feelings for crushes and possible hookups. It would come back and whack you in the face right after the hormones descend.

After you tell Eddie all about your date, he can't help but wish that he hadn't of asked. Unknown to you, Eddie had pushed down the same feelings that you had since the day he laid eyes on you. At first, he thought it was just what it felt like to actually have a friend, until he was fourteen and you had just turned thirteen. He started to find his gaze falling on you anytime you were in the room, always remaining on your eyes until the hormones grew stronger and they started to fall lower than your eyes. First it went down to your neck, then your shoulders, then, your arms and hands, until he found himself graduating to your well-defined breasts.

He accidentally lets out a labored sigh as you continue about why you think he might be 'The one,' which pissed Eddie off. You continued rambling on and on, and Eddie had enough. Maybe he snapped too soon, but he was angry.

'I wanna grab those shoulders and shake, baby. Snap out of it.' Is all that goes through his mind. He thinks on the idea for a moment before deciding to act.

He sits up on the bed and throws his feet over the side of his taupe bed sheets, standing up to face you. "I gotta tell you the truth," he says, moving his hands up to your shoulders and gently gripping them. He slightly shakes them, "Snap out of it," He seethes. "What?" You say, looking deep into your best friend's eyes. "I know I took too long, but how could you be so blind?" He says, moving his hands up to grab the sides of your face. "Eddie, what are you trying to say?" You ask, extremely confused by the boy. He quickly regrets what he said and shakes his head as he sits back on the bed with his legs over the edge.

You walk over to him, and throw each leg on either side of him, straddling him and wrapping your legs around his torso to keep yourself steady. You grabbed his face and looked with a pleading look into his dark brown eyes. "Eddie?" You ask, one of your hands trailing down his neck and back, wrapping around his neck. You could cut the sexual tension in the room with a knife. He finally has enough of the waiting, he might as well finish off what he has to say.

Forever isn't for everyone, is forever for you?

"God, (Y/N). I really fucking like you," he said, his face going red. Wow. You feel the fire that you pushed down oh so many years ago come back up and swallow you whole. "Thank God," you say, tilting your head to make room for a kiss between the two of you. One of his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him as the other one slides down your thigh, causing him to break the kiss.

"S' this okay?" he asks, referencing his hand on your thigh. "Yes, yes," you say, going back in for another. Then it hit you; you were Frenching your best friend. You two continue as his hand finds its way under your skirt, playing with the hem of your underwear. His knuckles graze the cotton, realizing that it's already slightly ruined. He slides his fingers into the fabric and slides his fingers along your folds, causing him to smirk. "You're already so wet for me, baby." He says, pulling the underwear down and off.

His middle finger guides itself into your opening, hitting all the right spots as his mouth moves further down your neck and onto your collarbones. You grab handfuls of his hair into your hands as he lifts you up and lays you on his bed. He begins teasing your cunt with his fingers, brushing past it and slightly fondling it.

No one has ever had the effect that this boy right here had on you. Ever. You begin to let out a stifled moan, and you feel Eddie's bulge against your groin. "Please." You moan, driving Eddie insane. "Use your words, (Y/N)." Eddie plays, knowing exactly what you want. He wants it too, possibly more than you. The sight of you underneath him right now is enough to make him cum, but from years of edging practice, he knew better. He pushes away from your body to take off his shirt, making you immediately rip off the rest of your skirt and your shirt, revealing your lacey bra. He turns back to face you, surprised at how quickly you undressed.

He pulls up your torso, reaching for the fastening on your bra and quickly undoing it and throwing it onto the floor of his room. "F-fuck me. Please." You plead; eyes closed. He gives in, undoing his pants to reveal his underwear that he immediately throws off with his pants. His cock is huge. Two identical veins stemming from the base to his swollen tip, which he slowly inserts into your opening. He gives you a few seconds to adjust to his size before thrusting his hips into yours. He reaches his hands out to the ones that were now laid out by your head and intertwines his fingers in with yours as your moans are drowned out by the sound of the bed creaking.

The feeling of him was all you needed. You could now die peacefully, knowing the boy you've loved for years finally fucked you. He was the only person you ever truly wanted, the only person you ever truly loved, causing you to wish that one of you could've confessed a little earlier.

I get the feeling that I left it too late, but baby.

"Sweetheart, if you keep tightening in around me like that, we're gonna' have a problem," Eddie whines, tightening his grip on your hand as he continues to thrust into your swollen cunt. An overwhelmingly familiar feeling takes over as he continues, causing you to mumble. "Eddie, I think I'm going to cum." You say, drunk off of lust, "Fuck, me too," he says. "Where do you want it?" he asks, going to pull out, but you stop him. "In me," You say, "Are you sure?" He asks, holding it at your entrance. "M' on the pill," You mumble, immediately causing him to pour into your cunt, as you do the same, your conjoined orgasms causing all kinds of noises.

After laying there for a few moments he finally pulls out of you and lays next to your aching body. He pulls you closer to his bare body and embraces you in a hug.

"If you can't tell Eddie, I really fucking like you too." You clarify, grinning up at his tired eyes.

(A/N)- as I said before, the Wi-Fi went out earlier, and I was just extremely exhausted while I wrote this, so I'm sorry if it's a bit sloppy. it was also my first-time writing smut other than my terrifying experiences on quotev... I went to Sam's, Thorton's, went to the bank, babysat, then directly afterwards hung out with my best friend (attempting to learn how to roller-skate yet failing miserably), then at nine when i finally showered and was ready to start writing, the power went out because i live in Florida and it storms daily, and am exhausted. But enjoy!! This was posted on Ao3 about twenty mins before it was posted on here.

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