#this fic is literally just them being the sweetest idiots who have insanely dirty kinky sex

[agentmmayy]

#high school friends reconnect after one becomes famous and have a sugar daddy/baby arrangement

idc if this is hellcheer or an original work or something else entirely, GIMME.

IT'S AN EDDISSY FIC BABEY!!!!!!!!!!!!

@majicmarker has a wip of one right now that this one is very loosely going to follow (see: temp agency used, famous!eddie and his band, chrissy needing money, them being oblivious pining idiots, etc etc) and ofc virgin demi eddie who's been holding a torch for chrissy since middle school

here is a lil something just for you <3

“I can do that,” he says, then points at her. “But you better not argue with me, princess.”

That tone and the pet name makes Chrissy think about arguing, makes her think about being bratty enough that he’ll use those big hands to bend her over his knee. “Will I- do you want me to call you daddy?”

Eddie inhales and chokes on nothing, coughing more than she had when taking her first hit that time in his trailer. He waves off her concerns and pulls himself upright back on the couch, absolutely red in the face and pats his chest a few times. “Jesus Christ Cunningham,” he gasps. “Warn a guy.” Eddie shifts, crossing his legs and tries to inconspicuously drag a pillow over his lap. “And, uh, no you don’t need to call me d- that’s not a requirement.” 

“What if I want to?”

Silence. Eddie’s face is still pink but his eyes are no longer wide and frantic. Instead they’re pinned on her, gaze heavy. The intensity settles as heat low in her tummy, sends Chrissy squirming. “I’m sorry. That was innapro-” 

“If you want to,” Eddie interrupts her, finally. “Then I won’t stop you.”