In The Balance -

Can I get some Eddie friends to lovers smut?!

Reader dresses up as Eddie for Halloween and he actually gets turned on by it.

𝔖𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱

𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 ˚ Eddie Munson x (f)Reader

𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒 ˚ There's a Halloween party, and you are dressing as your best bud, Eddie. Good luck. ♡

𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ˚ eighteen+ content, minors dni, alcohol use, friends to lovers, handcuffs, dry humping, male masturbation, thigh riding, contains sex, overstimulation.

𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 ˚ 7.4k

𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜 ˚ Still of the night - Whitesnake 87'

𝑒𝑡𝑐 ˚ This request sent me in a spiral...a deep brain rot. I KNOW Eddie had to love Halloween, cmon he loves playing pretend every day. Thank you for the inspiration !! ♡

𝑝𝑠 ˚ Send me requests! Love hearing from yall ♡.

⫘𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡/𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘. 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒/𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 & 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑥𝑜𝑥𝑜.⫘

Your costume was almost ready for the Halloween party. You needed to find a couple more pins to finish off the jacket. The only thing is, Eddie is the only one that would have everything you need for the finishing touches.

Realizing you have to go to Eddies, you rush and pack your things up in your locker. You gotta find Eddie before he leaves. Running down the hallway to get to his locker there was no sight of him.

You see Mike and Dustin talking to each other,

"HEY ! WHERE IS ED ?!"

You shout at them from down the hall franticly.

Dustin puts his hands to his mouth to yell back at you.

"HE JUST LEFT!"

You shoot him a thumbs up as you run out the school doors to the parking lot. Scanning the lot looking for Eddies van. You see it already pulling out, You start running toward it waving your arms like a crazy person.

"EDDIE STOP !"

You scream. You see the break lights spark up as the van comes to an abrupt stop.

You finally make it to the driver-side window that's already down, out of breath, you hold on to the van, your head down and hold a finger up, motioning Eddie to hold on a minute.

Finally catching your breath you raise your head and shoot Eddie a smile, hand on hip, and raise your brow at him.

"what do you need now?" Eddie says rolling his eyes, knowing you only act like this when you need something from him.

You drop the act and hold your hands in prayer,

"I need to come over, I'm almost done with my costume, and I think that yo-"

"just get in"

Eddie cuts you off of your plead, A big smile grows on your face at him but he's looking away shaking his head at you.

You run around the car, swing the passenger door open and throw your bag in the back and plop next to Eddie.

You both sit for the short ride over to Eddies listening to his tapes at full blast in the car, jamming out like you always did when you were together.

Finally arriving at Eddie's, your mind starts to race, trying to remember exactly what you need. But also you can't take anything too obvious or he'll know what you are up to.

While you are deep in thought Eddie opens the van door for you, you step out and open the back and grab both your bags. Eddie then takes them from you, like you couldn't carry them yourself. You roll your eyes at his need to be a gentleman all the time.

Holding the door for you, you step into Eddies place. The smell of cigarettes and coffee still left out from the morning lingering in the air. You inhale and exhale deeply,

"Ah I love this place, so cozy."

Eddie scoffs at you.

He thinks you don't mean it but you do. Whenever you need a place to go Eddie's door is always open, late night campaigning, movie nights, even studying. Even though Eddie makes it difficult to study since he hates the idea of homework, you still would pick this place over yours any day.

You slip off your jacket and toss it on the chair in the corner where Eddie placed your bags.

"You hungry?"

Eddie asks you snapping you out of your thoughts.

"maybe what are we making?"

You walk over to the kitchen and join him in looking through the cupboards for something to make.

Searching, there wasn't much. A lot of canned soups and veggies, mac and cheese boxes, and spaghetti pasta. You think to yourself spaghetti sounds good, grabbing it.

You close the cupboard to see Eddie looking at two bottles of sauce, contemplating which one. Sometimes its like you two can read each other minds, or maybe you both are just craving some spaghetti.

You bend down to grab a pot from under the sink and go to fill it with water while Eddie is now searching the labels for one to shout 'pick me' at him. You bring the pot to the stove and turn on the burner.

"Eddie just pick one. please it's just sauce."

"but y/n what if I pick the wrong one and I ruin dinner"

you sigh and walk over to help him out.

Looking to see they are both the same sauces, you exhale heavily and look up at Eddie who is dying trying to hold in his laugh beaming at you.

You can't help but smile at his stupid attempts at pranks, you grab the sauce and walk away from him rolling your eyes.

"OH cmon I got you."

"yeah okay ed, sure"

You say to him sarcastically. He has no clue you're going to play the ultimate prank for the Halloween party. You smile to yourself just thinking about it.

"Here"

You place a bowl of Spaghetti in front of Eddie sprawled out on the couch.

Holding your bowl you plop next to him. He's got a scary movie playing on the TV, the intense music blaring every time the killer is near.

"YES"

Eddie yells just noticing the food in front of him. Shovelling spaghetti in his face like a starving caveman you cant help but laugh at him.

"hungry?"

You say as you giggle.

"very"

He says with a mouth full of pasta at you.

Now you are done with your pasta you look over to see Eddie knocked out beside you. You go and grab him a blanket and cover him up. The trailer is so quiet and peaceful while the beast is asleep.

Turning off the lights, you realize this is your moment to get what you need for your costume without him realizing it.

You creep over to his room, backwards, watching sleeping Eddie on the couch just in case he's faking it.

Making it to the room you search for his pins on the dresser. You grab whatever you see and put them in your pocket, feeling like a robber.

You also notice hand cuffs sticking out of one of the drawers, intriguing you, you grab them. What the hell is Eddie doing with these, you remember that he wears a handcuff belt so you take that too for the costume. You have everything you need for tomorrow now.

You walk back to the living room to shove your new items into your school bag quietly, the only thing is metal isn't quiet. You hear Eddie mumble awake from the noise, You quickly zip your bag and walk over to him.

He smiles looking at you, stretching from his nap,

"hey spaghetti master"

"hey sleepyhead"

His sleepy voice always made your heart sing a little, the rasp in it just sounded so good, that it never failed to heat your cheeks up. You kneel down and sit in front of him since his body is taking up the whole couch.

"when your ready, I gotta go home soon ya know"

"damn it already?!"

He yells dramatically at you making you chuckle.

"yes I need to finish up my costume for tomorrow"

"Just finish it here."

He whines at you. He always gets whiny when you want to go home, and always wants you to stay the night.

You never do, even though this place is your comfort it always seemed weird to you to sleep over, naps yeah but staying the night, just the two of you, never.

"cmon you big baby"

You tease at him, grabbing his keys from the table, and jingling them to get him up.

He groans and drags his body up, grabbing the keys from you.

"lets go princess"

He says to you as he rolls his eyes grabbing your bag.

Pulling up to your house you reach behind the seat and grab your bag.

"Thanks for the drive grumpy"

Eddie cracks a smirk looking out at the road.

"I'm not grumpy, I just wish you'd stay over for once. I don't bite you know."

He looks at you, a small pout painting on his face.

Making your lips curl into a smile, sometimes he was just adorable to you.

"Okay maybe tomorrow, since you'll probably be drinking anyways, I don't want you driving."

His face lights up at you.

"MAYBE I SAID!"

You yell as you open the door to leave.

He rolls the window down, waiting for your goodbye, you walk up a bit to your door,

"Thank you good sir"

You bow to him and blow a kiss.

He grabs the floating kiss and shoves it in his mouth to eat it.

You gasp and run inside, hearing him giggling from the car.

Eddie pulls off, now it's time to work on the costume.

The final bell ringing in your ears like daggers. Finally, it was time to go home and get ready for the party. You rush out of class down to where eddies locker is to see him surrounded by his club members.

“Please no one will even know we're not seniors, just tell us where is it!” One of his little minions pleaded to him.

“I'm sorry little ones, I can't just give you the info, I’m not even sure I'm invited”

You chime in,

“You're invited and you’re going”

His face lights up seeing you walk over to him even though your face is giving attitude.

“Of course, I would be going even if I wasn’t invited, it's HALLOWEEN!”

He yells theatrically as his hoard of members disperses upset he won’t let them come.

“is your costume all ready?”

He asks you as he shoves all his things away in his locker.

“as It’ll ever be, get excited”

“oh I am”

He says with a smirk.

You both head out to his van and he drops you off at home.

“Remember no driving.”

You give him a stern look.

“yes I know it's only like a ten-minute walk from mine anyways, it's longer for you”

He pauses for a second,

“Eddie I’ll survive don’t worry”

“Make sure, if you change your mind I don’t have to drink.”

“shhhhh” you yell at him, climbing out of the van and closing the door.

You rest your arms on the open window and smile at him,

“see you tonight”

He blushes at you, always looking adorable before we part.

“see you”

Blowing him a baby kiss and he catches it and stores it in the glove box.

You look in the mirror, making sure everything looks right. You got your tight jeans on with the rips in the knees, dangling the handcuffs you found on the side of the jeans, but covered by the shirt. You tore up a hellfire shirt, it's Halloween, gotta make it sexy somehow. It’s got the perfect rip, just enough to see your cleavage.

You have one of your old leather jackets on and you ripped the sleeves off an old jean jacket you had. Adding the pins you stole from Eddie on it. You also add some of his rings with your own. You curled and teased your hair to get that signature Eddie Munson look.

Even did a smokey eye with a red lip, if Eddie was a woman he would definitely be stunting a red lip. You finished off the look in white heels, the only white shoes you had and you weren’t about to steal Eddie's shoes.

You step back in front of the mirror, You actually looked pretty good as Eddie. The freak looks good on you. Excited to finally show Eddie you look at the time, shit, you're late already.

You turn off all your lights, spray some perfume and run out the door.

The fall air smelt so warm but gave your body temperature the opposite, even with the two jackets, the little rips in your shirt was freezing you.

The burn in your heels started to kill, even though you were almost there, you kick yourself for not just wearing your converse. With all the breaks you were taking you knew you were going to be late as hell.

The only thing keeping you from turning back and changing shoes was the fact that you knew Eddie was waiting on you, probably worried, ready to go get the van at any moment.

Finally making it to the party, you wait outside a minute. Leaning on a tree, check on both your aching feet, letting them rest a moment before you try to walk inside and have everyone look at you fumbling.

“No way, you’re dressed as the FREAK ?!”

You hear a voice beside you, one of the basketball players dressed as a zombie arriving and noticing you.

You shoot him the finger with a nasty look.

“Hot.”

He says smiling as he walks to the party almost tripping watching you.

Now regretting coming to the party altogether, Eddie really is the only reason you are still here.

Your feet finally start to relax into your heels now that you’re not running a marathon anymore. You check that your hair is still puffy and fix your shirt, ready to go in.

The loud echos of music surrounded the abandoned store your peers decided to host the party at. All lit up with pumpkins and toilet paper, and some of your classmates were already drunk in the front throwing up. Ah, high school parties. You take a deep breath as you open the front door.

Two girls dressed as angel and devil fly by you as you open the door giggling, almost making you fall over. You walk into the party, The music is blaring you can’t even hear any conversations around you. Overwhelmed by how many people there are and the noise, you try to navigate to the kitchen to find a drink, hopefully, to calm your anxiety from just being here.

“THE HOT FREAK WOOOOO”

You hear the same frat boy screaming at you, seeing he has a drink in his hand you go over to him.

“I need one of those to deal with you”

Catching him off guard his face falls and he goes to get you one fumbling through the people.

As you wait for your drink you look around for Eddie, you don’t wanna miss him seeing you. You worked hard as a robber just for his reaction.

A drink waves in your line of vision. Frat boy is back.

“thanks” you grab the cup and cheers him.

“WOOOOOOOO” he screams right in your ear after he downs the whole drink.

You’ve had your fill of frat boys for the night after that. You start to drink, the taste was repulsive, it made the hairs on your back stand up, feeling the burn down your throat.

You keep sipping on your drink as your ears become used to the volume of the music, still searching around for Eddie. Passing by couples making out and people shot gunning beers around you.

Seems you are walking circles around the party over and over now. Maybe Eddie ditched you, you think for a moment you don’t blame him, this place was a lot.

Your drink now dwindling almost empty you walk over to the kitchen and grab another drink. You look down at your feet to see a couple making out on the floor, you roll your eyes and sink down to their level and set into the realization that your friend stood you up.

They look at you weirdly and end up leaving. Like you’re the weird one here. You down your second drink soaking in the sadness of being stood up. You stand up and sit up on the counter, at least to watch everyone else having fun with their friends, instead of the dirty floor. Grabbing a piece of candy from the bowl, you decide to make the best of it, you are already here.

You see all the cliques still sticking together even at a party, it’s like lunch but everyone is babbling idiots even more.

“ HEY FREAK !”

You see your frat lap boy has found you again.

Letting out a deep sigh,

“yes zombie boy?”

“you know you look very hot, VERY hot.”

His words slur and eyes cant even stay open at his own will.

“yes thank you, have you seen Eddie?”

You decide to make use of this idiot, and see if he can help you.

“MUNSON?!”

He screams at you making your ears ring.

“Do you know any other eddies?!”

You snap back at him in annoyance.

“YOU AND THE FREAK KISSING IN A TREE K I S-“

“It’s sitting in a tree..” you try to correct him but he’s already storming into the crowd of peers still singing the lyrics wrong.

Grabbing your third drink you head into the backyard, Sitting on the steps looking out at the dark forest, the chilly air biting at your skin but not as harsh anymore. At least you know the alcohol is working.

“Have you seen y/n?”

“ew freak”

You hear in the far distance. It has to be Eddie.

You see a cloaked figure going up to clumps of people asking your name.

Excited you try to hide so you can scare him.

You listen closely to the foot steps in the wet grass. Closer and closer they get, until you hear a hand grab the stairs handle.

“BOO” you jump out from the corner right in Eddies face.

Making him jump back almost falling over.

“Y/N !”

You giggle watching him get angry at your prank, waiting for him to look up and see you.

You walk down to where he is and he’s looking at you head to toe. Eyes soaking in the whole costume, raising a brow and the stolen rings and pins.

“no way…”

“y/n you did not dress as ME !!?”

You beamed at him blushing and hiding your face.

So giddy from his reaction, and those drinks.

You do a twirl, “do you love ?”

He watches you biting his lip, tilting his head watching you,

“I love indeed”

You slap his arm,

“Eddie you perv I'm literally you”

Still watching you like your everything,

“you wear me a whole lot better than me”

He says in a low voice making your cheeks burn. He’s never looked at you like that before.

You clear your throat trying to whip out your thoughts, he was just being nice.

“Well look at you !”

You beam at him trying to snap him out of the trance he’s in watching you.

“Vampire Eddie”

You say now actually looking at him, he looks hot. Not in the adorable way he usually does. The teeth and blood dripping down his chin with the stupid cape suited him. You liked what you saw, maybe you had one too many drinks but you were soaking him up.

“I'm here to suck your blood ah ah ah”

Eddie now trying to snap you out of your trance looking at him. He's scratching the back of his neck, He only does that when he’s nervous. You both awkwardly chuckle, the tension between you is so weird. Something foreign, forbidden even.

“ THE FREAKS !!!! “

Oh no not him again. You both look over to the zombie boy making an undead walk over to us with 3 shots in his hand. Once he was close, you both grabbed a shot from him, making him smile.

“EVERYONES DOING SHOTS TOGETHER GET INSIDE”

He orders us, seems he’s on gathering duty.

You and Eddie shrug at each other and walk inside to join everyone else with shots in their hands waiting.

“OKAY, LET'S GO EVERYONE ONE, TWO, THREE, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!”

Zombie boy shouts at everyone and the room went quiet as everyone took their shots followed by gross noises of people reacting to the sting of the shot. Your throat burned and your face cringed looking at Eddie, he was perfectly fine, this man took the shot like water.

“Another?” he asks you in your ear softly.

“uh yeah sure.” You smile at him, trying to completely ignore how his whisper made your thighs clench.

Eddie pours you both shots and you sit up on the counter in front of him, his eyes are like arrows, piercing your body, everywhere he looks. You inhale deeply and shake your head at the thoughts racing in your head. Why was he looking at me so differently than early before...

“cheers freak”

He smirks at you,

“cheers vampire princess”

You tease back at him.

You clink glasses and down the shot.

“FREAKS FREAKS FREAKS FREAKS”

You hear a chant starting behind you, and turn to see everyone watching the two of you cheering you on for another shot.

Eddie shoots you a shrug, “gotta give the people what they want”

Another shot in hand you both raise it for the classmates chanting freaks at you two. Downing another shot, you hear everyone cheer, then go right back to their other party activities.

You're still wincing from that shot, eyes closed and lips pursed.

You feel eddies hand on your chin, “such a baby” he teases you.

“shut up I don’t drink like you Munson”

“ou not Munson she's mad!”

He says chuckling at your sudden grumpiness.

You needed Eddie to keep his hands to himself, your body was starting to crave him. He's one of your best friends, everything about this felt wrong. But the way he’s looking at you, it isn’t the same as before. Maybe you just never noticed until now. Did Eddie like you? His hand was rubbing your knee as you study his every move now, trying to solve the mystery in your head.

He shoots you a smile,

“Let's dance?”

You raise a brow at him, he’s never asked you to dance before, even at school dances.

But your body was starting to feel the alcohol and you really did want to dance.

You put your hand in his and he drags you into the crowd of the peers you both scoff at every day.

Dancing with Eddie was extra fun because he didn’t care what people thought of him, he was dancing like he was in his room alone and you loved it. Inspired you to just let loose and enjoy the music with him, feeling confident you both just danced together, giggling every now and then. The surrounding people just melting away, it was just you and Eddie, beaming at each other, enjoying each other like you always do but, damn he felt so free in the best ways possible.

After dancing for a while, You both plopped on the gross dusty couch in the living room in between two couples sucking faces. You are both heavy breathing from all the dancing, you look at each other and smile. Eddie grabs your hand, “That was fun” lifting it up weakly as you both are limp bodies. You nod to his comment.

It really was fun letting loose with Eddie. You leave your hand in his, loving the feeling and not caring about that weird tension from earlier, this was your best friend, who cares if you thought he was hot, he is. Nothing wrong with that.

The speakers start to blare Thriller, Eddie looks at you enticingly ready for round two of dancing, you roll your eyes and resurrect your body with him and jump back into the crowd.

As the party starts to die down, you and Eddie decide it's time to go. Walking out into the crispy fresh autumn air, finally out of the cramped overheated party. Your skin can finally breathe out here, that old chill now feeling like a blessing over your burning skin, you close your eyes in comfort as Eddies got his arm wrapped around your shoulder guiding you the way to his place.

Once you are done soaking in the sweet cool air you open your eyes and look up at your beautiful vampire. Blushing at how he looks good even from the angle you are at, cramped into his arm on his chest. You wrap your left arm around his waist squeezing him. He chuckles at your touch, you leave your arm wrapped around him. You sigh and let out something you should’ve kept in your head,

“You’re pretty as a vampire ed.”

His silence makes you look up and he's grinning so wide looking straight ahead then down at you,

“you really think so?”

His vampire teeth poking out from his grin, looking so enticing to you,

“mm yes very”

You say as you watch his lips. He licks them pulling in his bottom lip a little, your hypnotized by them.

He looks up to keep guiding you, if it wasn’t for his guidance you'd both be sleeping at the party right now.

Finally, you look up to see Eddies van, and his uncles parked together.

“Wayne’s home?”

“mm, he’s excited to see our costumes before he goes to work”

A ping of embarrassment strikes you. You’re the slutty version of his nephew. Eddie looking at you concerned now because you’ve stopped walking.

“Eddie I’m dressed-“

“stop you look amazing, he’s going to love it.”

He tries to ease your anxiety.

You hold your breath as Eddie holds the door open and you see Wayne sitting watching TV, immediately shutting it off when he sees you, eyes beaming at the two of you.

“You two look great! Stay right there.”

He franticly runs over to the dresser in between the hall, grabbing his polaroid camera.

“Now smile big”

You and Eddie give Wayne some huge smiles and goofy poses. Him just taking our photos makes him so happy he's beaming at us.

“I almost thought I was gonna miss your costumes, I’m running late already.”

“y/n you do Eddie better than HIM !”

“Get outta here stop boosting her ego” Eddie protest at Wayne making all of us smile

“See ya kids in the morning”

He says as he runs out the door franticly, he really waited up for us just to see the costumes.

Once Wayne’s car pulls out, Eddie grabs your hand, twirling you around.

“I’m really loving this costume.”

He starts playing with the pins on your jacket, his brow furrows,

“How did yo-“

“I’m a robber” you confess abruptly.

Making him chuckle at you,

“you’d make a horrible criminal ya know?”

You look at him and shoot him a tongue in response.

“When can I have these back?”

His eyes are pouring into yours as you notice he’s caressing the collar of your jean jacket, slowly. His whole body changing, intense, you were a deer in headlights, stunned at him.

“whenever you want?”

You crack a weak smile at him and squeeze out of his touch. Trying to collect yourself, maybe he’s just drunk. Gotta get him in bed tucked in and hell pass out like he always does.

You walk over to the kitchen to grab a glass of some water for him, you fill up a cup and turn and yelp, he was standing beside you.

Your yelp made him laugh,

“scared ?”

“pft never drink your water”

You hold out the glass to him and he downs it like a shot.

Rolling your eyes, “not like a shot Eddie”

“but I want to suck your blood instead”

He says grabbing your waist and pulling you close to him. You pressed onto his chest, your hand on him to keep your balance.

You smile at his roleplaying,

“you want a stinky metal heads blood?”

Poking fun at him, you'd hope it would offend him.

But he's looking at your lips,

“sorry say that again?”

He's mesmerized? By you? Your lips? You can't fathom it, no way.

“ed..”

You say as you push him off lightly and he flys into the wall dramatically,

“ow”

He says playfully at you with a grin painting on him. You look at him against the wall, head tilted to the side, fangs poking out of his grin, man he was a sight to soak in right now. His eyes look you up and down. Your nerves spike and send shivers through your body the way he watches you.

You walk over and grab his hand guiding him to his room, planting him on his bed, and sitting up on the edge. He watches your every move, lost in a daze.

You start to untie his silly vampire cape, trying to get the huge knot out that he did earlier. As you struggle, he grabs your hand and squeezes, making it fall. He undoes the knot himself, not even looking down at it, just at you, your body.

He shrugs the cape off himself.

You go to put one of his tapes on but you hear him get up from the bed as you place the tape in. You press play and the music plays just loud enough so you can’t hear where he is now. You turn expecting him to be behind you but he isn’t.

You see him walking back into the room with the glass you gave him before now with more water, “drink” he says to you placing it on the dresser. You drink a little, noticing it’s ice cold, Eddie added some ice for you, just the way you like it.

The small gesture makes you smile, he knows you. He plops back down on the bed and you walk back over to him with your water and place it on the bedside table.

“did you want your stuff back now?” you ask as you stand between his legs.

Looking up at you his eyes lit up,

“Yes lady Munson, I do.”

The nickname makes you twist your mouth into a grin, you cant try to hide that you liked it.

He tugs on your jacket, motioning you to come down to his level. You plant your knees on the floor and lean back into your heels. He's now looking down at you sitting on the floor beneath him, the tiniest curve of his lip watching you for a moment. He starts to take off the pins on your jacket, moving his eyes to meet yours every now and then while you relax and hum to the music. He gathered them all in his hand and dropped them on the side table.

He watched you as he slipped off the jean vest from you, letting it fall to your feet. Something so simple sent a chill up your back.

You try your best to break the tension, your scared of your own feelings right now. Your heart is bursting just looking at him, in this new way. You always thought he was attractive but, you knew he would never see you that way, ever. Him looking at you like this was what you only imagined in your dreams. Feeling dazed watching it happen you are confused if it’s even real or if your imagining things that aren’t there.

He grabs your hand, slowly pulling off each ring. One by one, collecting them in a pile between his legs. Once done with the first hand he places it on his knee to stay. He starts on the next one, you watch his fingers wrap around yours, so soft, pulling the rings off so slow you feel every inch of your fingers being touched by his.

Placing all the rings on the table he tries to move but you grab his hand, stopping him. Looking back down at you, you don’t dare look up. You had no clue why you were doing it back to him but your nerves were shot, you take his right hand and start to pull his rings off. Collecting your own pile now, he chuckles when you go too slow on the last one. You drop his hand and go to the other. The hand you dropped is now caressing your shoulder, pulling at your leather jacket, lightly. You still don’t dare to look up at him, you finish the rings and place them with yours.

Back between his legs, his hand lightly grabs your cheek, bringing your face to look at him, still resisting, you look around the room.

“going shy on me y/n ?”

“maybe”

You say in a low voice, not meaning to but it came out that way.

He tugs on your jacket, you give in shrugging it off to join the vest on the floor.

“I like what you did here”

Making you look at his fingers pointing at your rips in the hellfire shirt.

“your not mad, I disgraced the shirt?” you look up at him questioning

“you look too good to be upset.”

His words confirm he’s been feeling the same as you have, even sobered up a bit makes you believe him even more. It wasn’t just you. Your body heats up, cheeks burning as you realize.

He tugs at the rip right on your chest and peaks in, his face flushes, and you swat his hand.

“Eddie!”

He's chuckling “I’m sorry I couldn’t help myself,” he says as his hands are in the air.

You roll your eyes at him being a perv, but you couldn’t help that it enticed you, you did dress for him, why shouldn’t he see you, all of you. You blush at your own thoughts.

With Eddie still watching you, you bravely tear the rip a little more, making a small tiny sound, he watches your fingers pull the fabric, inhaling sharply, he knew you were inviting him.

His eyes flashed up to yours in wonder, wondering if you were sure.

You move your hands from the shirt, place your hand slowly and softly on your lips, pressing it in, lifting it to blow him a kiss like you always do, but this one meant something completely different.

His eyes widened at your gesture, and his hand flew up mid-air catching it, bringing his fingers to his mouth and biting his fingers lightly.

You absent-mindedly pull your lip in and bite it, you craved him. You wondered what it would be like to be kissed by Eddie, to have his lips on you.

You decide to get off your knees and stand above him again, he leans back into the bed more, inviting you into his lap, an invitation you accept.

He spreads his legs so you’re sitting right between them, you look at each other like your words are failing you both in this moment, just eyes telling each other everything they want to say, You blushed at the non-verbal affection, you both knew each other well enough to know, even if we never looked at each other like this before, you could just feel it. The yearning for each other, like it’s been suppressed for years, both never realizing the others feelings.

And with one last look in his eyes, his eyes get heavy and so do yours, moving in slowly, you feel his heart beating in your palm as it rests on his chest. You feel his breath on your aching lips, and he crushes his lips into yours, both breathing each other in as your lips combine, holding it, you both let go and look at each other again.

He brings his hand to hold your face, rubbing your cheek with his thumb, you press your lips into him, missing them already. He pulls you off and switches positions with you instantly in one move, you are now under him.

Hovering over you he watches you squirm at your new position, He plants you another kiss, and you can feel his fake vampire teeth poking into your lip, the pain sending waves through you.

You go to touch his hair and he lets you, you always played with his hair when you would relax on the couch, but when you do it in his sleep, he moans, and you wondered if-

He lets out a small exhale as you wrap your fingers in the back of his hair, yeah, he likes it. You blush at his pleasure, the noises he makes always made your thighs clench.

He sits up, looking at you in your costume, scanning your body beneath him, he stops at your waist, his face puzzled, and then wide-eyed in shock.

“Is that my, uh..”

“your handcuffs?”

“um yeah where did you get tho-“

“Why do you have them ?”

You snap back really wanting to know the answer,

Your question seems to have sparked something in him, now he's grinning like the devil himself at you.

He un-clamps the handcuffs from your waists and twirls them in his hand looking at you,

“ you sure you want to know lady Munson?”

Your eyes grow wide in excitement, you really did want to know but you couldn’t utter the words.

He leans down kissing you as he runs the cold metal across your chest making you yelp into his mouth, the cold steel shocking your hot burning skin.

He’s grinning down at you,

He tosses the cuffs on the bed showing you mercy, he starts to kiss your neck lightly as he works his way to your exposed chest from the rip, planting kisses on the half-clothed skin. He runs his tongue along the same spot he ran the cuffs, his tongue so warm you let out a tiny muffled moan. He looks up at you immediately,

“Keep doing that I’ll never stop,” he says to you almost with a whimper.

He backs up from your chest and grabs a handful of your shirt in each hand, he rips it, harshly, exposing your skin to him, he kisses all the new skin, ripping the shirt completely off of you, watching your body as you rub your thighs together, trying to get friction any way you can.

You could feel the strong intense burning inside of you, the want for him. He plants kisses down your stomach until he's at your jeans, undoing them and pulling them off of you, exposing your panties in front of him. He pulls on the side of them from your hip, giving you the tiniest bit of friction, and making you inhale. “I like these too,” he says as he lets it go and it smacks on your skin.

Your brows furrow, your want for him is making you hot and heavy, weak even. He grabs your ankle and pushes it up, the same as the other. He presses his hard budge onto your wet panties, the pressure alone makes your chest spring up, he takes advantage of that kissing your chest, leaving you marks along your skin, as he keeps rubbing himself on you, both moaning from the pleasure, his moans fueling your fire.

You take what you learned from Eddie and switch positions, he's now beneath you, you start to undress him, pulling his shirt up, kissing down his chest, to his little patch of hair, his happy trail, you press kisses watching his head fall back from watching you. You undo his belt, then his jeans, slipping them off of him. His cock was freed from the jeans and tented in his boxers.

Not leaving much to the imagination... you feel your mouth water just looking at him. He sits up to kiss you and grabs you, by the waist with one hand, the other pressing the cold cuff down your stomach making you moan into him, eyes full of lust. He lays you down and your hands wander to his hair his hand stopping you, the cold cuff clamping on your wrist, you look at him, his eyes dark and full like fire, and he cuffs your other hand, swinging the cuff chain behind the bed frame pole, looking at you squirm he smiles, the vampire teeth still poking out, you didn’t mind the cuffs, you loved the pain it gave when you tried to touch him, oddly enough the pain felt good mixed with the sweet pleasures he was giving you.

He watched you trying to satisfy yourself with your own thighs again, smirking at the idea that you think it will work. He slides his thigh between your legs right against you and your clits pleasure makes you moan, you start to grind on his thigh as he watched you, please yourself on him, his eyes piercing into you as your wrist starts to burn, wanting to touch him so badly. “Eddie” you moan his name,

“fuck don’t do that,” he says closing his eyes at your words, reaching for himself, he wraps his hand around his own cock and starts to stroke himself. Watching him please himself made your eyes wander, it was exciting to see like you were watching something you weren’t supposed to.

He watched you as you kept moaning through the grinding as he slowly teased himself, you can't help but stare at his hands around his cock and feel jealousy pour through you.

“Ed..let me..please” you watch his eyes look at you, drinking the vision of you in. He leans in and kisses you, removing the cuffs from you, and kissing your wrists.

Your hands go straight for his cock, using both hands you twist lightly and squeeze up and down his shaft, making sweet moans pour off his lips, you slip out from under him and lay him on his pillow. You bring your lips to his, still jerking him, letting his moans melt into your kisses, “fuck y/n I need you”

His want for you, makes you waste no time, you climb on top of him, teasing his tip around your entrance, your wetness soaking his head, he struggles to find a condom with his free hand while you tease him and toy with him. He finally finds one and lifts you up, sitting himself up. He slips the condom on and you lock eyes with him.

You guide him to your entrance and you press your lips into his. You slowly sit on his throbbing cock, both your mouths open in hard moans, moaning into each other as he stretches you out, your walls consuming him, the pain slowly turning to pleasure as you ride him slowly, seeing him turn into a mess beneath you, kissing and sucking your exposed skin as you push and pull him into you. 

“F-fuck”

He breathes into your skin as you sit down hard, taking as much of him as you can, making a muffled moan crawl out of you from the painful bliss, The feeling of his cock filling you up drove you wild, and your hands crept over to his hair, he grabbed your wrist,

“Baby, are you trying to kill me?”

You grin at his words, planting kisses all over his sweaty forehead.

He pulls you off of him lightly and presses you into the bed, your ass up in the air exposed to him, you feel his thumb searching your slit, until you let out a moan, finding your clit, he starts running circles, your arousal surely pooling around him now, you feel him bring his hand around your thigh, to keep circling your clit, you feel his cock at your entrance again,

“ready lady Munson?”

“yy-yes e-d” is all you can murmur as his fingers are rubbing your clit, and you feel the pressure building in you.

He pushes himself inside you, deep, the new position giving him access to fill you with him even more, You cry out at his cock filling you, bruising your walls, with the sweet circles around your clit, you were in heaven, the noises coming from both of you was pure bliss. You two were in your own world, lost in each other, pure pleasure.

You felt your burning growing more and more until it became unbearable, you try to mumble to him that you are close,

“I know baby, I can feel you, all of you.”

“cum for me y/n”

“cum all over me”

He coaches you, pleading for you,

It's all you need to send you over the edge, spiralling in bliss as you close your eyes, pure electric pleasure pumping through you, all over Eddie and his moans as you come undone matching yours, you fall apart together,

Waiting a moment as you two throb inside each other still, panting, reeling off of your orgasms,

you both come to the realization.

You just fucked your best friend.

“fuck it was perfect”

You hear Eddie whisper against your back, still inside you, like he read your mind,

“it was”

You agree blushing.

Eddie slides out of you making you yelp small at the emptiness.

He grabs a towel from his drawer, helping you clean up, you return the favour for him, eyes still burning in lust for each other, even after.

You both get in the bed, still naked and sigh relaxing into each other, you start to play with his chest hair, twirling it between your fingers, looking up at him, smiling.. thinking of all the things you two have yet to do together..

“again lady Munson?”

𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑎ℎ𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠..

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himerostia

pairing: Fred Weasley x fem!reader

summary: Amortentia is the most powerful love potion. Fred decides to create something similar, Himerostia. While creating the potion things go wrong, putting the two of you in a precarious situation.

wc: 3.9k

warnings: 18+, mdni, smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex (m to f), blow job, vaginal sex, cream pie, consensual non-consensual (it’s because sex pollen), multiple orgasms 

a/n: this is my first time writing like a sex pollen style fic so please be kind. i also plan on writing a feral!remus fic along the same-ish lines. also himeros is the erote of sexual desire and unrequited love. so that’s why i called it himerostia

“Is that another batch of love potion?” 

“Nope, something special.” Fred’s eyes glinted as they flicked up from the cauldron to your gaze. A subtle smirk adorned his face. You remember the day he came to you, asking for your expert opinion on how to make love potion. As much as you didn’t want to tell him you did, feelings mudding your opinion. It was no secret that you liked Fred, he even knew. A long drunken night at Hogwarts had revealed that ‘secret’. 

“Something special? I’m not sure if I can trust that, Weasley.” 

Keep reading

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Sleepwalker!Choso Warnings: somnophilia, dubcon, fingering, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, creampie, spanking, dom!choso, grinding/humping, not proofread

Sleepwalker!Choso takes you by surprise one night. 

You’ve always known he has trouble sleeping and, though he doesn’t do it often, he does get up in the middle of the night and wanders around the house. As his girlfriend, you don’t mind taking on the responsibility of making sure he’s safe and sound as he does his little nightly exploring. 

In fact, you have to do it right now. 

“Cho, come back to bed, honey,” you whisper, afraid to spook him. 

Sleepwalker!Choso is just standing there in the living room, shirtless and only in his boxers, hair down. With his eyes closed, he waits. 

Inching towards him, you make soothing noises. You think this is just like any other night, that you can guide him back to your room, get him into bed all nice and tucked in, and then brush it off in the morning but as soon as your hand touches his bicep, you’re being wrangled against the wall. 

Sleepwalker!Choso pushes your shirt up, practiced hands gripping your breasts as he gropes and squeezes. You gasp. “Choso! W-wait!”

His hips worm their way between your legs, hiking you up high. At this angle, he can rut his barely clothed cock up against your panty-clad pussy. The friction is overwhelming as you desperately cling to his broad shoulders, afraid you’ll fall. Locks of hair fall in front of his closed eyes and you can’t shake him away, try as you might. 

In the dark, you’re being jostled against the wall, tits bare to the chill of the night as your nipples are being pinched and pulled. “Choso, please, y-you have to put me -ngh- down.”

Sleepwalker!Choso grunts into your neck, lips parting to suck at a sensitive spot. He’s moving on pure muscle memory and you’re powerless to stop him. This isn’t how he is usually — he’s sweet, patient and respectful. The man you know whimpers at a simple graze of your fingers, he cries from overstimulation, and shakes and quivers from your kisses. 

Sleepwalker!Choso is a beast. He’s nipping at and leaving marks on every inch of skin he can reach, grinding into your pussy like he’s really thrusting inside, moving his hips in a circle to make you really feel how hard he is. 

When you pull at his hair to get his face away from you, you gasp at the snap of teeth that just about misses your wrist. He’s warned you now; don’t get in his way.

Back arching, you cum in your panties, soaking the material as you ooze wetness onto his clothed cock. Clinging to him as best as you can, you whisper-yell, “Oh, fuck, Choso! Y-you need to -hah!- let me go, baby.”

Sleepwalker!Choso drops you onto your feet, grabbing your hips to swivel you around. One hand presses your cheek to the wall, the other tears your panties off with one hasty tuuuug. The cool air brushes against your steaming pussy, dripping wetness down your shivering thighs. 

Your head is released and you take a much needed gasp of air. When you try to catch sight of him, you’re shocked to find your boyfriend kneeling behind you, face shoved in your pussy. 

Sleepwalker!Choso spreads your pussy lips with two fingers, blowing air at your quivering hole before he slurrrrrps! at your overflowing juices.

“Ah! Choso! Oh my God! W-wait! OH GOD—“

He’s got two fingers shoved inside now, worming their way into your canal where he wriggles against your pulsing walls. With little prep, the stretch leaves you breathless as you stand on your tiptoes, reeling from the sudden attack on your drooling cunt. Slurp slurp sluuuuuuuuurp he pulls obscene sounds out of your pussy, long fingers leaving indents on your ass cheeks. 

Sleepwalker!Choso curls his fingers in at your gooey spot, kissing it with the pads of his fingers again and again, in perfect synchrony with his devilish mouth, tongue flicking your clit incessantly. 

“W-wait, I’m -hngh!- close. Uh, fuck, ohhhhhhhhh, don't s-stop!”

Sleepwalker!Choso drinks up your orgasm as you claw at the wall, eyes rolling back. And just as you’re falling limp, he shoves his cock inside in one fell swoop. The stretch stings but it’s also so damn good. His cock is moulding your walls to its shape and the throbbing warmth makes your nipples tingle. 

PLAP PLAP PLAP

The sound of skin slapping against skin is filling your empty house, along with the gloopy squelches of your sticky juices coating your thighs. The force of his thrusting feels like the house is shaking but it’s really just you and your vision. 

Sleepwalker!Choso lays unforgiving smacks against your ass, the flesh rippling with the force, jaw clamping down onto the curve of your neck ask he grunts. 

“God, I’m so full! N-no more, Choso, please. I can’t take -oh! not so hard, baby- anymore. I feel like I’m going to p-pass out!”

Sleepwalker!Choso wraps his arms around you, pushing himself deeper at the same time he pulls you in closer. He holds a tit hostage, nipple pinched tightly, being rolled mercilessly, and his spare hands lays a branding bruise on your lower stomach, pushing. 

You can feel him better like this, every ridge, every thrust and you grow tighter. He’s pressing down on your bladder too, increasing the pleasure inside, threatening to make you burst all over the floor.

Being so dark, you have no idea how he’s so agile and smooth in his attack, when he’s usually a stumbling, bumbling adorable mess in bed. Now you’re the mess. You surely are making one between your thighs as sticky webs of cum are stretched and broken with every back and forth of his hips. 

Sleepwalker!Choso’s pummelling your poor cunt, grinding against your G-spot like he’s mapped every pleat inside your pussy. His hand lowers until two fingers are circling your sensitive clit in rapid succession. 

“OH! OH! OH! OH!”

There’s a worry in the pits of your stomach that your eyes will be permanently stuck at the back of your head but it disappears immediately when your boyfriend steals your breath with messy kiss. There’s no rhyme or rhythm to his licking and sucking, he’s become completely beast-like in his movements, releasing growls and snarls as he takes from you what he wants. 

Sleepwalker!Choso mumbles confessions of love into your mouth as you cum, glop glop glop still squelching out as he continues ramming into your poor, abused cunt who pulses around his cock as shockwaves vibrate through your body, sore and sensitive. 

“FUCK!”

Your jaw is loose, hair a mess, clothes askew and you’re sweaty and sticky everywhere. Every inch of skin he touches tingles with the heat of his possessiveness, as if he’s marking and branding you through your body and into your soul. 

Sleepwalker!Choso tenses up, grip tightening into a gasp-inducing iron-tight grasp, caging you in as he cums, balls squeezing and cock throbbing. His burning hot cum paints your insides, leaking out and dripping to the floor with the sheer amount he pours into you. 

“C-choso! Not inside! Oh, s-shit!”

“Mine. Mine. Mine,” he barks against your throat, teeth scraping. Strands of hair stick to his forehead, tickling your neck. 

Sleepwalker!Choso holds you up by your hips and walks on steady legs back to your bedroom. There, he lays you down gently, cock still in and bumping against your g-spot with every shuffle. He’s kissing you where he can reach as if subconsciously laying apologies on your body but you can’t begin to believe his sincerity when he’s still thrusting his softening cock inside your cunt.

All through the night, still asleep, he ruts into you, pushing orgasms after orgasms helplessly from you, even as he chases himself to mind-numbing overstimulation. 

Sleepwalker!Choso blinks in exhaustion and in surprise when he finds himself supersensitive in his cock, still buried in your leaking pussy, stuffed full with his morning wood. Head between your clammy breasts, he thinks he died and went to Heaven but when he feels the sting of nails scratching his back he clambers off you with a fright. 

“Oh my God! D-did I do this? W-what happened?”

Practically dead to the world, you groggily mumble, “You need to be muzzled at night.”

Sleepwalker!Choso can’t believe what he did when you explain it to him. There are tears in his eyes that you have to wipe away, assuring him it was okay, that you’re okay, and that, actually, you rather enjoyed yourself.

“You liked it? Oh.”

Laughing, you rake a hand through his soft hair. “Yeah, I did. Kinda scary but that’s what made it so hot.”

“Then, can I have some of your melatonin gummies now?”

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Chris Evans & CO

Chris Evans appreciation

Chris Evans x reader

Stucky x reader

Andy Barber x reader

Jake Jensen x reader

Steve Rogers x reader

Ransom Drysdale x reader

Robert Pronge x reader

Ari Levinson x reader

Jake Wyler x reader

Johnny Storm x reader

Frank Adler x reader

Curtis Everett x reader

“Harvard Hottie” Hayden x reader

James Mace x reader

Lloyd Hansen x reader

Nick Vaughan x reader

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“I think I’m in love.”

Eddie Munson x reader

summary: you’re new at hawkins high, and the hellfire club practically kneel at your feet.

warnings: language, fluff to the max. just short and sweet:)

a/n: i’m turning this into a series! part two is here

This feeling, this one right here, was the worst. There you stood, front of the cafeteria, tray in your hands as you observed the crowd. You could see each cliché friend group at each table. Towards the left, were the jocks and their cheerleader girlfriends. There were students who held instruments and taped up glasses. There were a few tables that barely had anyone sitting there, a couple quiet kids. On the right, were the students who actually gave a damn about grades, their books cracked open as they studied mid-chew.

Having Military parents was difficult for you, especially with the constant moving. If anything, it was the worst thing about it. Any friends you made were short lived, so as the years went on and you got older, you purposely tried to avoid making friends. Your eyes then settled on a table that made you curios. You’d never heard of that cliché group before. Hellfire club?

It was a group of boys, chattering away with smiling faces and waving their hands in dramatics. Oh well, you thought, and made your way toward their table.

“So, instead of finding a sub for him, you want to postpone?”

“Just for the week! Just until the championships are over!”

“Oh no, I see how it is. Sinclair has obviously been taken in by the dark side,”

“Can I sit here?”

Eddie, and the rest of his hellfire crew’s eyes immediately snapped to the sound of your voice, widening at you, a girl, who stood at the end of the table. “Uh, sorry?” Mike gulped.

You grew red at the obvious disturbance that you had caused, swallowing roughly. “Sorry, it’s just- well, I’m new here and I wondered if I could- but it’s okay! I’ll just-”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Eddie snapped his fingers, turning the spotlight on him. “Here.” He patted the seat next to him, shoving Dustin over one. “Forgive us our manners, my lady, it’s not everyday a creature as…lovely as you graces us with your presence.” You chuckled awkwardly, sitting down next to him as you glanced at everyone.

“Thank you.” You nodded to everyone. “I’m y/n.”

“Eddie.” He held out his hand for you to shake, leaning on his other elbow with a curious gleam in his eye. He was trying to sniff you out, because no woman ever just sat with them. Surely, you had to be just like every preppy girl at that forsaken high school. Why would you choose them out of everyone?

You shook his hand, smiling softly as his brown eyes smiled back. “And I’m Dustin!” Your eyes widened as the curly, short haired boy shoved Eddie’s hand out of yours, grasping your own tightly.

“Hi, Dustin.” You kept in your chuckle.

“And I’m Mike!”

Eddie rolled his eyes as everyone about the table took their sweet time with shaking your hand, marveling at the fact they were touching a girls hand. “You guys are very welcoming.” You tucked a hair behind your ear. “But please, don’t let me interrupt, just ignore me.” You smiled, picking up your jelly sandwich.

You were mid-chew, staring down at your hands as the loud chatter of the cafeteria flooded your ear. You glanced up and froze, everyone’s eyes on you. You gulped.

Gareth and Jeff’s mouth’s hung open, faces pressed into their hands as they stared at you. Dustin thought you were cutest thing he’d ever laid eyes on, even more so than Madonna. And Eddie, dear god, was practically drooling at the mouth. He looked like a damn cartoon character with hearts for eyes, watching you as you grew red. There was something so- innocent about you, youthful. You had no idea how hated they were at that school.

“Uh,” You placed down the sandwich. “You want some?” Your words muffled from your mouthful, and Eddie chuckled, everyone else doing the same.

“We’re just waiting for the punchline, sweetheart.” Eddie kicked back in his chair, stretching his arms out. “You see, your with the freaks of Hawkins High. The devil worshipers.”

“See!” Dustin pushed out his chest, pointing to his hellfire shirt.

“Yeah, I saw that.” You nodded.

“And it didn’t scare you?” Eddie raised a brow, poking at the devil on his chest. “This guy?”

You were confused, glancing at everyone around the table. “No? I mean, it’s mostly why I came over here. I haven’t ever heard of that club before.”

“That’s not surprising,” He popped his chair back down, smiling at your confusion. “Ever heard of dnd? Dungeons and Dragons?”

“No, I don’t think so.” You answered.

He nodded. “I figured not. Sweet little girl like you wouldn’t mix herself with the likes of such.”

It almost disappointed him, because he’d already placed you up among the crowd, with the preppy’s and cheerleaders.

“Well, are you going to tell me what it is?” You said softly, watching as his eyes grew hopeful.

“It’s a fantasy role playing game!” Dustin intervened, moving around the table to sit beside you, ignoring the way Eddie grew annoyed. “There’s wizards and warlocks, druids and rogues. And there’s a dice you roll that determines what happens to your character!”

You sat and listened as he listed the game, trying to collect every piece of information he gave you. Eddie wanted to send him to the moon. “Are there elves?” You tried to contribute.

Now that, got Eddie’s attention, at the mere fact you were at least somewhat interested.

“Yeah, there’s elves.” He beat dustin to the punchline, scooting upward as he leaned closer to you. “Really, you can be anything you want to be.”

“What about princess’s?” You chuckled, causing everyone else to do so. Eddie snickered, looking down as he nodded. “Sure thing.”

“Well, it sounds fun.” You shrugged your shoulder. “I don’t get why you’re made fun of for liking a cool game. I’d play if I knew how.” You said the last part mostly to yourself, but the metalhead’s interest was peaked.

He glanced at his sheep, having silent communication about the decision. Girls did not play dungeons and dragons. Girls did not hang out with hellfire club. Girls did not make Eddie Munsons heart soar, only his sweet guitar did.

“You could play with us, if you wanted.” Eddie said, resting his chin against his fist, speaking cautiously. “We’re actually one man short tonight. We play right here at the school.”

His eyes bore into yours, and it gave you a moment to actually take in his appearance. His eyes were beautiful, big and full of excitement. His hair was wild and free, his body adorned in shiny jewelry. He looked the part of an outcast, but the invitation was not something you wanted to pass up.

“I’d need you to teach me.” You smiled awkwardly.

“And I’m,” He leaned in closer, smirking at you mischievously. “A very good teacher.”

The bell rang across the cafeteria, but his eyes remained non yours. You breathed out in excitement, looking at everyone’s shocked faces. “Well, I guess I’ll see you gentlemen tonight then.” You stood, Eddie smirking as he followed form.

“See you then, princess.” He shouted, and you giggled as you waved them goodbye.

He crossed his arms, kicking back into his chair as he watched you walk out of the room. He finally looked to his friends. “What?” He noticed their stares.

“That’s not fair, Eddie!” Dustin complained. “I wanted to invite her! I called dibs!”

“No, you didn’t.” Eddie snorted, standing up. “Besides, this one’s special, boys.” He found you again, staring at your back.

“Why?” Mike groaned.

He swallowed at your bouncing curls, and he knew you were going to disrupt his simple little life. “I think I’m in love.”

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Guess who finally watched the Batman movie and right after this read a bunch of Fanfics, where they throw a young Robin/Dick Grayson at Battinson

…It’s me

 and I’m gonna do that too^^

Edit: Fanfics here

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Ari (part I)

Ari & Sunshine

Pairing: Dark!Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You underestimate how much your boyfriend wants to have a family with you, and that mistake will cost you greatly 

Warnings: Dark!Ari, age gap (reader is mid 20’s and Ari late 30’s), pet names, inappropriate way of putting on a condom, dirty talk, smut, first consensual and then I’m calling Non-con because Ari will remove his condom without telling you, oral sex (m receiving), cum eating, breeding kink (heavy), talk and discussion about contraceptives, angst, cursing, messy breakup, slight daddy kink, implied kidnapping.

Wordcount: 6.3 k

You opened your eyes with the morning sun peeking through your bedroom window, its golden rays hitting perfectly the handsome face of your boyfriend

“Morning handsome” you greeted leaning in to kiss him on his soft lips giggling when his thick beard tickled you 

“Morning sunshine” he purred. His husky voice from comfortable hours of sleep and his satisfied face were two of your favorite things in the whole world. He leaned and took you hungry lips on his, kissing you roughly in a second. Well a morny with Ari was your third favorite thing. He made you turn until your back was to the bed, and he got over you, almost crushing you under his weight, but you love that

“Wait, Ari” you giggled, with him still on top of you, kissing and nibbling on your neck

“What?” he purred, his voice deep with hunger

“I need you to wear a condom” you murmured, feeling his hardness against the inside of your thigh

“Why?” he whined, deep in pleasure

“I forgot my pills” you moaned, when one of his big, rough hands traveled under your shirt, groping at your tit, his thumb and index finger pinching your nipple. At the same time he nibbled at that special spot around your neck that your mind teleport into a galaxy in which only pleasure existed 

“I’m sure it will be fine” he said, his other hand teasingly grabbing the hem of your panties under your night shirt

“No, the window is very small, I don’t want to risk it” you explain, trying hard not to get lost in the pleasure. You interrupted yourself with a deep moan, when his rough fingers rubbed your entrance, teasingly, your juices coating his fingers

“You are getting soaking wet,” he teased, “you like the danger, don’t you?”

“No I don’t” you giggled, but moaned again when his slippery fingers found their way inside you

“You want your daddy to fill you up” he continued, his lust blown eyes looking right at you 

“Ari, I’m serious” you pleaded, though your hand found it’s way inside his gray cotton pants, your fingers encountered his thick cock, heated and already leaking for you 

“Baby please, you know how much I love fucking you raw” he purred stealing kisses from your mouth and all around your face

“And you do so every day, but now, you’ll use a condom” you said, your voice sounded as serious as you intended. Ari stopped his administrations to look at your face, searching for any trace of weakness, and fortunately he didn’t find any

He took a deep sigh 

“Ok” he grumbled, visibly annoyed. That made your stomach twist a little bit, but you understood that it was morning, and he was hard, and very aroused, so you just let it slide as he removed yourself a little bit to reach for the nightstand, where you knew he had condoms. He didn’t use any with you since you made your relationship official, or he did sometimes when he wanted to… “Use your back door” 

He grabbed a silvery package and leaned over you again

“You can take me to my place to grab the pills later” you said softly, with an apologetic smile on your lips, you didn’t even know why you were apologizing, or sort of. Ari loomed over you, opening the condom gently

“Wanna help out honey?” he purred, you grabbed him by his shoulders and got him off of you, managing for him to lay down on the bed, and you on top this time

“Let’s see about this” you purred, you grabbed the prophylactic from his hands, and put it on his already leaking tip, and then you leaned in until you could feel the smell of latex on you, and you used your mouth, carefully hiding your teeth with your lips, closing them over his tip, and then you suck down, covering his dick with the condom, putting it on him 

“Damn that is so fucking hot” you heard him moan, when you managed to reach the base of his cock, your throat taking him deep. You were kind of proud, well, it had been months of practicing taking him until you could finally do it. 

 “See?” you purred when you released him, making sure the condom was intact and well placed on him, “It isn’t so bad.” You recognize the hungry look in your eyes, just in time for him to sit up on the bed, grabbing your lips with his in a searing kiss. He roughly grabbed you and dropped you on all fours on the bed. You liked it when he got a little bit rough with you. Ari was 6’4, and he was… big, so the fact that he could manhandle you whenever and however he wanted to was just hot to you.

You shrieked when he slapped you in your ass your skin instantly burn and with almost shame you felt yourself getting wetter

“Fuck Sunshine, you are going to drown me” he mocked. his fingers sneaking towards your entrance. As soon as you feel them gaining entrance to your greedy and wiping pussy you grind against his hand, gaining you another slap. You let out another playful shriek, moving more towards him

“Ari please stop teasing me” but he only curled his fingers inside of you, grazing that spot he could find so easily once he found it the very first he was with you

“Oh you are needy are you?” he asked sweetly

“Yes” you purred, bending your back so your ass was more in display for him 

He didn't want to make you wait anymore and without even thinking, he sunk his thick length. Your walls hugged him tightly like a fucking fist and he grunted at the feeling. If he weren’t wearing a condom he could slip right in, you were so wet, always so wet for him. 

But as you moaned into the sheets under you, he took himself out of you. You whined shamesly. 

“Ari” you called, he only smirked, watching his covered cock with mischievousness 

“Let me do this baby” he purred, and then he fucked you again, twice, only to leave your pussy weeping again

“Why?” you whined, you wanted him so badly and he was only teasing you 

“My needy little girl,” he purred. Repeating the action, and your pussy clenching around nothing when he took himself out. You wanted to cry, but then. You felt him opening you up again. You whined pornographically when he didn’t retreat instead he stood inside you as long as he could and then he started pounding into you roughly

You could get a sheet burn in your face of how rough he was pounding into you, but you didn’t care, your eyes rolled back in your head when you felt the head of his cock graze that spot that made your legs start shaking. The sound of your skins slapping against each other belonged in the hottest porno. Fuck, he could be inside of you forever and ll you’ll be able to say is “yes please”

“Ari” you called, needy for him in your most intricate desires

“Fuck I love you sweet girl” he chanted between trhusts

“I love youuu” you moaned when you cummed hrd, clamping down trying to swallow his thick cock

“Oh fuck” he cursed, your grip was so tight you made him cum. He grabs your hips keeping you tight against him. And then he finally took himself out of you making you wince.

You heard the sound of the rubber being pulled off of him, but you also had a strange feeling inside of you, you felt extra wet… just like when…

“Ari?” you called, when your fingers traveled to the cum falling down your thighs, “What happened?” 

“Nothing” he said, smiling softly. and leaned in to kiss you deeply. “You just were too wet for me baby,” You giggled into his mouth as he gently placed himself on top of you. You loved when he did that, just laid his weight on top of you

“I love you” he murmured covering your body whole with his

“I love you too” you moaned

“I love that you are here, in our home” 

“Our?” you asked, with a wide smile

“Oh yes” he mumbled, kissing your temple 

Ari had a beautiful house right outside a small town in the state of New York, it was in the middle of nowhere, but it was so peaceful. It wasn't a secret he wanted a big family, and he built it on his own for that purpose, it was a big house. 2 stories, 4 bedrooms, a home office a dining room, living room, a most informal TV room and an american kitchen 

He always invited you over on the weekends when you had saturday and sunday free, so you could spend the entire weekend on eachother embrace fucking and cuddling, it was almost hedonistic and you loved it, and you loved him. He would cook for you, care for you, everything you could ever ask for. Of course in turn you’d care for him when he visited you in the city 

You spend the rest of Saturday morning in bed until your stomachs began to growl demanding for food 

“pancakes” you just growled

“Its 1 pm” he said mockingly

“Brunch then” you moaned when he retracted his weight from you. You finally turned in the bed to see him standing. He went to the bathroom and you dress with what you had in hand; some cotton pants and Ari’s hoodie that was too many sizes bigger than you but adored wearing anyways, while he went down o cook something for the both of you 

You didn’t know what was up with you, but every weekend your sexual drive was trough the roof, when you came down to see him in the kitchen only wearing cotton grey pants hanging low in those hips, cooking pancakes in that hot pan, you only wanted to devour him whole. He only raised his gaze a second and smirked when he saw that unmistakingly horny look in your eyes

“You are a menace” he chuckled, and you only smiled wickedly. you walked until your chest was stuck to his back, hugging him, the tip of your fingers caressing his soft but thick abs, and your hands traveled south. You heard him growled when you reached his half hard cock over his pants, “(Y/N)” he warned, his voice husky, and what enlightened you more is that he didn’t stop his movements, he kept cooking like his cock wasn’t growing inside of his pants when you grabbed him tightly. 

“Let compensate you” you purred, your fingers expectedly drawing the hem of his joggers down, releasing his already hard. you surrounded him, and got to your knees, and to make things even more interesting, you took the hoodie off, your naked nipples got hard because of the chill air in the cold kitchen. You looked up at him and you encountered his dark gaze

“You better not burn those pancakes” you warned, your hand lazily grabbing his shaft and squeezing just the amount you know he liked. He just smiled 

“I wont- Fuuuck” he interrupted himself when you licked a strip from his base to the tip of him, finally getting him into your mouth. “Shit baby” with just the tip between your lips you used your tongue to go around the mushroom shape, and that made his thighs shake like you knew it would, you sabored the precum leaking from his tip right into your tongue, moaning at his taste. 

Then you took as far as you could down your throat, gagging and slobbering all over him, you knew he liked it messy. Your drool was already leaking, you felt his big hand grabbing your hair, pushing you down, taking him whole until your nose was against the wiry hairs of his pelvis. Your eyes cried because of the lack of oxygen and your throat constricted against him. Your gaze was tunneling because of the lack of oxygen, and he finally released you. 

A fine line of drool was still connecting his twitching cock and your mouth 

“Ari” you called, looking up at him, he looked down at you with a wicked smile, “You want to cum inside me?” you asked, with your finger fathering the saliva and his precum for your chin and taking up to your mouth 

“you know I do” he whined, his hand caressing the back of your head

“Or you want to feed it to me?” you asked with a shy smile, blowjobs eyes at him. One of your hands caressing his shaft lazyly, and the other squeezing his balls

“Oh Sunshine” he whined, needy, “You are going to be the death of me” he purred. You smiled and took him in your mouth again, bobbing your head up and down his shaft, moaning, savoring him. 

You didn’t know it then of course, but he briefly thought about how easy it would be for him to just grab you and spread you over the counter and fuck his cum into you, but he didn’t, he didn’t want to scare you, he didn’t want to upset you. So he just looked down at you, devouring his cock

“I’m going to cum,” if you only knew what you provoked him. You then release him, saliva dripping from your mouth and all over the corner of your lips, your teary eyes, hell you were a vision, his vision. He looked down at your chest, he couldn’t wait until they were full for him, for his baby inside of you, shit.

He massaged his cock, helping you speed up, and releasing his thick ropes of cum into your mouth and at your cheeks and chin. You moaned pornographically as you tasted him, loving the feeling of him dripping from your mouth and face, messing you up. He kept his eyes on the stove, still cooking your breakfast, but he took his gaze into you, watching you clean yourself up with your fingers and swallowing all down 

After you cleaned yourself (for real). you shared your breakfast calmly, like nothing had happened, like you just didn’t suck him dry right on the other side of the kitchen island, and you share complacent looks over your orange juices. 

He announced that he was going to take a shower, and you wanted to join him but you knew if you did, none of you would ever be able to do nothing for the entire day, and you knew he had errands to run, so just stayed cleaning the kitchen while he got showered and dressed.As you finished up putting all the utensils away. you felt his presence at your back, surrounding you with his big arms

“Sunshine, I'll ride into town for a bit, ok?” he mumble against your temple, kissing it gently

“Would you mind getting my pills?” you asked him sweetly, he only smiled

“Of course,” he kissed you tenderly. caressing your face, you kissed him again and when it just about to turn good, he released you and walked away

“Love you!” he greeted already at the doo

“Love you more!” you answered back, and just like that he left you there 

It wasn’t strange for you to stay at his place, so you did what he did, you took a shower, cleaned yourself up nicely, and then you got dressed. You wonder what to do now, looking around. You really liked Ari’s house and you preened when he called it “ours” his and yours. 

It was equally scary, you didn’t know if you were ready for that yet. But you loved him so much 

You walked down the stairs and your gaze stopped at the door that led to the basement. And you wondered what could that door hide. It’s the only room in the house you haven't been in. So with a smile, you opened, revealing a set of stairs leading down. You turned up the lights and went down  cautiously, you didn’t want to trip or something, and what you found down there…

Was a boring new basement. Cement floor and walls, some boxes, and an old bookshelf filled with construction tools. Nothing interesting really, some old furniture from his parents’ old place. Everything is quite boring. The house was new, so so was the basement, it had nothing creepy about, so you just turned around and went back up the stairs 

You got installed by Ari’s home computer, to answer some emails with your thesis advisor and some about your own work. And that’s how the time went by until Ari came back home. You jumped to receive him, happy with his return and let it show with a deep kiss and hanging yourself up into his body like a koala

“You miss me Sunshine?” you purred

“Yes handsome” you answered back

“Let’s have some dinner,” he released you, dropping you back on your feet, “but first…There you go,” Ari said softly, offering you a brand new package from the pharmacy.

“Thank you Ari” you muttered softly, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“Now go and take that pill” he said playfully, smacking your ass gently, inviting you to go up. You giggled as you ran up the stairs, directly to the bathroom

You opened the package and the cardboard flap of the box was a little bent, but you didn’t think much of it. You continued your actions to open the package. Placing the sticker for the days of the week over the top perfectly, you opened the first day, the orange little pill jumping to your hand. You took it without thinking too much of it, leaving the blister on the edge of the sink. As you gulped the glass of water, you dropped the package, that hit the floor, followed by the sound of the pills spreading rolling in the tiles

“What the…?” You drop to your knees to gather the pills, that’s when you realize the silver part of the blister had totally separated from the plastic, you took it to look at it closely, admiring how it had been tampered with, it wasn’t sealed, somebody just glued it together.

You stood up, reaching for your phone in your back pocket and looking the name of your pills on the internet. The color of the ones that were all over the floor were a little shade lighter than the ones you usually take.

“No, no, no” you looked into the pharmacy bag that you had thrown away, the receipt still stuck to the paper bag. 

1 package of contraceptive pills, 1 package of placebo 

“What the hell” without doing anything to control it, tears started to fall from your eyes down your cheeks. You gathered your evidence, a blinding rage taking a hold on you. 

This, plus the condom incident… 

It was too much. You went down the stairs trying to calm yourself down, but everything just went down the drain when you found Ari just smiling at you. behind the kitchen island, gathering ingredients

“Ari, what is this?” you asked, the silver paper falling off the box, as you showed it to him. He frowned, looking at what you were showing him carefully 

“It must be a bad badge from the laboratory or something” he said dismissively

“Why would someone in the lab tamper with this?” you asked

“Tamper?” he asked, “Maybe they just used a bad glue or something, I don’t know” 

“And what about the placebo pills you bought?” You asked him then, he clearly wasn’t taking the blame you wanted to pin in him 

“I don’t know what you are talking about” he said, seriousness tainting his voice

“Ari, somebody replace my pills with placebo, did you do this?” He scoffed looking away from you

“Are you serious?” He asked

“Don’t freaking lie to me” you demanded, the level of your voice going up 

“I don’t…” he interrupted himself, looking straight at you, analyzing you, “c’mon Sunshine” 

“What?” You asked

“Is it that bad?” He asked then, with a devilish smile on his face

“What? knocking me up?” There was no turning bac, you were enraged

“He’s, would it be so bad?” 

“oh my god!” You screamed, “Ari, did you tamper with the condom as well?” you asked, and the second it took him to answer told you everything you needed. “Oh God!” you cried, “Ari! how could you do this?”

“I told you I didn’t want to use it!” he growled 

“I can’t forgive this,” you muttered, waving the faux package of pills in front of him, “This is a complete lack of… Ari, this is almost psychotic!” you yelled, tears welled in your eyes

“We both know we are in for the long run!” he explained, “Why wait?”

“You know perfectly well I don’t want kids” you answered, “Not yet, I wanted to finish my degree, travel, get a job!” 

“And I told you we could always travel wherever we want” he said like it meant anything, “You have a design degree you could always work from here, and we had talked about getting married, so why wait?” He said again

“Ari” you whined, your first tears falling from your eyes, “You tried to knock me up” you cried, “Perfectly knowing I wasn’t ready,” he stood quiet, watching you silently, “Why?”

“I want kids, I want a family, with you” You shook your head

“And I told you we should wait” you repeated, “That I wanted to wait”

“I don’t want to wait” he said firmly, his hands in his hips

 “You are scaring me right now” you muttered, so he softened his hard gaze

“Sunshine” he called

“It’s over” you murmured, looking straight at him, he looked surprised

“Sunshine, please” he murmured, but you just shook your head

“I can never trust you again,” you said bitterly. You made a mental list of the things you had in here, in his house, and you walked away from him to his room. You heard him follow you and that made your skin crawl but he didn’t stop you and only watched you and you grabbed everything that was yours and threw it inside the bag you brought for the weekend. 

“Sunshine,” he said softly, “we can work through this”

“No we can’t, '' you said bitterly, as you took some things from the bathroom and put them in your backpack. You closed it and took a long sigh, trying to keep the tears at bay 

“Goodbye Ari” 

You looked at the Plan B pill with dread, you knew what this kind of pill did to you and you weren’t looking forward  to spending a day in bed, but you took it nonetheless with a big gulp of water.

You wiped the bitter tears that fell down your cheeks, triggered by constant thoughts about Ari. wondering with a scared seated deep inside you. Why? Why would he do something like this? Why would he want to get you pregnant so badly? Well, he was way older than you, he was almost 40, and he did say he wanted to marry you, that he wanted a family, perhaps he was having a life crisis, scared of his age. You shook your head. He had been calling you a couple of times, no text, you knew he didn’t like to text. Another trait associated with his age, you thought.

You missed him, dearly, you believed he was your other half, but you will not forgive this, you couldn't, you shouldn’t, you wanted to, but you definitely will not. How could you trust him ever again? if he did those things he clearly will do it again.. How could you ever trust him again?

No, it was over

That made you sob in grief. You loved him, you thought he was going to be the man you’ll spend the rest of your life with . 

You didn’t want to think anymore, you wanted to go to sleep. you grabbed an old tshirt, three times your size that you used to sleep. you put on some shorts and got into bed. Ari´s smell invaded your nose, even after one week (the last time he was here), your bed still smells like him. You grabbed the pillow that he used and hugged it tightly, crying into it

You cried until you fell asleep 

Dark weeks went by in which you almost didn't know what to do. Ari had called you a couple of times but you didn’t answer, you didn’t want to. You couldn’t forgive him

Your heart ached inside your chest every time you thought of him. You missed him. So in order to move on, you tried to keep yourself busy, working in your personal projects, meeting with your college friends, to which you had to update into your new relationship status 

It still ached, when the weekend came and you missed Ari the most. Because you weren’t going to see him. SO you prepared yourself mentally to get to your empty apartment, already the title of a very violent movie in your mind so you wouldn’t have to think, so you can distract yourself, already calculating how long the frozen chicken nuggets were going to take to cook and if you had any beer left. 

You needed to drown yourself in things so you wouldn’t think about him. Which you couldn’t stop doing. You were thinking about him so much, he materialized in your living room when you entered your small apartment

Because it had to be a hallucination.  The big man just standing there

Right? You closed to door behind you as you looked at him like he was a ghost, because that what he was

“Hello Sunshine” he greeted. And you just shook, completely shocked, and now, really scared 

“Ari?” you called, he just smiled, and you realized then, he was truly there, in your home, “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I came to see you” he seemed he wanted to reach you, but you tensed in a way that made him stay there, only a few feet away from you 

“We are broken up,” you said carefully. You wanted to ask him how he got in but you knew he had a key, and you left so fast you forgot to ask him for it. 

“I know Sunshine” he said gently, lookin at you with that look that made your knees buckle, “I just miss you, I know you miss me, and I’m here to bring you home”

“Ari, I can’t trust you again” you said, frowning at his high opinion of himself, thinking he only had to show up fo you to forgive and forget, “This isn’t going to wok out, we want different things”

“I know that sweetheart” he said with a wide smile, “I think I can make you change your mind” he said, his smugness impressing you

“I love you with all my heart” you said, your voice as broken as your ticker. “But you did something awful to me,” he kept smiling as he walked towards you but you took two steps back, making his stop.

“I did it because I know what you truly want, and I know what I really want” he said convinced he did everything right, and that didn’t set well with you

“And I told you I needed a couple of years to figure things out!” you said back 

“Ok, enough” Ari sentenced, “You are coming back to me, to our house, and we can talk there”

“I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that” you said strongly, “Ari, maybe we can start over, talk about this, but I’m not sure we can resume what we had because I don’t trust you anymore”

“You don’t trust me?” he was getting angry and that made you scared, very much scared 

“No, I don’t, Ari, please leave” you asked gently, trying to stay calm, he only chuckled

“I’m going anywhere without you” you huffed loudly

“Please Ari, you are scaring me” you begged

“You are coming with me,” he sentenced. 

The last thing you remembered was running back to the door, and feeling his thick hands surround your face, going for your mouth and the other around your neck 

And when you woke up, you quickly realized you weren’t in your home, you weren't in Ari’s home, you were in a completely different environment 

You were in a comfortable bed, light coming into the room in small windows. Everything looked beautifully arranged, comforting even. But you didn’t know where you were and that scared you to your core 

You turned fast when you finally noticed Ari just by your side, laying on the bed watching you carefully

“Ari what is this?” you asked. Had he taken you to a hotel or something? HE TOOK YOU SOMEWHERE, AND YOU WERE UNCONSCIOUS. You finally remembered your last seconds before you passed out and you looked for a way out of the bed. But before you could get away from him, he grabbed you and made you laid there

“It’s a little safe house I put together, in case something happens” it starting sinking into you that perhaps being a “special agent” truly had his dark meaning

“Ari, why?.... Why am I here?” you asked gently, looking into his deep blue eyes, that turned cold and methodical

“You wanted to walk away from me” he said, hurt, “I can't have that, we are going to get married, have babies”

“Ari no, please” you begged, “What is this place?”

“Is the house you know and love” he said. You looked up at the window and you could identify trees, the same trees that surrounded the house, but they were in such a strange angle you could tell that you were in some sort of basement

“Ari, no….” you cried, “Let me get out of here” you looked back into his eyes, looming over you with his towering form

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you get away from me, I love you too much” he leaned and with you not being able to stop him, he kissed you. The kiss stole your breath away and then he jumped off of you and off the bed as well

“You’ll find everything that you’ll need in here” he said softly, you looked around and then you looked at him

“Ari, what do you mean?”

“I can’t trust you won’t leave again, so you’ll stay here” he said. You stood from the bed in a jump

“Ari, ok c’mon you can’t do this, you can't keep me in here!” you yelled

“I can and I will, it’ll make you see that you belong with me, and you are going to give me the family I always wanted, we belong together sweety you just need to see that” he turned around and started walking towards the only exit in the room. You didn’t know if you had to follow him but you did too late, he reached the heavy looking door and crossed it. Closing it behind him

You couldn't open it. you heard it's lock was put into place, locking you up in this room

“Ari this isn’t funny! LET ME GO!” you screamed at the top of your lungs. You knock on the door with your fists but it didn’t let up

After you just broke up…. 

Ari smiled as he saw the screen.

He knew you loved him. He knew it.

He didn’t take pride in installing that camera in your room, he didn’t need it anyways because he trusted you plainly, but now, oh he thanked himself he did.

You breaking up with him certainly wasn’t a part of his plan. He thought he was going to pull it off and knock you up, he then was going to ask you to marry him, so he could have you all to himself. But he wasn’t careful enough, and now, he had to appeal to plan B

It was his favorite plan anyways. Taking you all for himself.

But he had to be patient, he had to wait for his prey, he had to wait for the perfect moment.

And just like that, he started crafting his plan.

You had broken up with him, you had already met with your friends to tell them, and he did the same with his friends. Now, all he needed was an alibi, a trip up the firescape of your building,, and to wait. 

You were going to disappear, and he needed to make sure he wasn’t a suspect for it. 

He went down the stairs to his basement, he went directly for the bookcase, which he moved along the wall, revealing a door behind it, an armored clad metal door. code protected. He tapped in the code and it opened like a safe, revealing a “safe house” an open apartment.

He started decorating, taking care of the space, he put on fresh sheets on the King side bed, he took every sharp object, or anything that can be used as a weapon. The space even had a small kitchen, a bathroom with a tub. It was an escape he built in case he had to hide right in plain sight, or even if it was an apocalyptic event. He cleaned everything, removing the dust of the furniture and floor. He made sure the smart TV was working. It was a very comfortable space. White walls and a colorful sofa, this wasn’t a prison, this was a… safe house. It had a source of natural light, small windows the size of a shoe box all over the upper part of the space. He looked at everything with a smile on his face, you were going to be so happy here, here is where you were going to conceive your first child… He sighed happily making sure you had everything you’d ever wanted. He filled the bathroom with the products of shampoos and soaps he knew you loved. He even left you a music player and a small speaker. He knew how you loved music.

He filled the bookshelf all around where the TV stood, with your favorites. You were going to love it. 

And after he brought you to your new home, he realized you didn't like it at all. You didn’t notice all the things he did for you but no matter, it was only a matter of time. He looked at the screen of the camera he had installed in the basement,, you were on the bed, crying, scared. He took a long sigh. It was going to take time but in the end, he was going to get exactly what he wanted from you. You just needed to realize that. You just needed to trust him 

“Mr Ari Levinson?” greeted the policeman behind his door. Ari just smiled

“Yes, that’s me, is there anything I can help you with?” he said calmly, he opened the door of his home wide, showing the officer he had nothing to hide.

“I’m detective Torres, and I’m here to ask some questions” he said firmly, Ari only raised his eyebrow at his

“Regarding?”

“Do you know Mrs (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?” he asked, reading his open pad

“Yes, we used to date,” he said simply. The men then examined Ari up and down, frowning. He was older than her, “Is there something wrong?” he asked 

“She is missing” he said firmly, analyzing him

“What?” Ari could win an Oscar with the performance he was giving

“She was reported missing by a friend when she didn’t answer her calls in 48 hours, we visited her apartment and found it empty, nobody has seen her, neither does her aunt, and her family” Ari worn concern on his face

“We broke up two weeks ago” he said firmly

“Sir, do you mind if we look around?” he asked nervously

“Excuse me?” he barked. With his 6’4 height. Ari looked down on the officer, who started stuttering, nervous, he was clearly a rookie

“Ok that won’t be necessary” Ari smiled softly when he saw his friend, Lee Bodecker, jump out of his car to save his young deputy

“But Sir” Lee stopped him with his hand up high 

“Look, Mr Levinson” Ari just crossed his arms on his chest, looking at the pair, entertained, “A young girl is missing, 5 days now” he said, “and you dated her, we just need to make a few questions” he just nodded

“Should I call a lawyer? I got a good one” he winked at the sheriff 

“No if you don’t have nothing to hide” Lee Barked 

“Ok, ask me then”

“When was the last time you saw Mrs (Y/L/N)?” he asked

“Exactly two weeks ago” he said firmly, “When we broke up,” he grunted, still upset

“And have you had contact with her ever since?” he asked then. Lee smiled at Ari, knowing his officer couldn’t see him. He put his arm and lean in the frame of the door

“Yes, I tried to call her, three times, the three days that followed but she didn’t even answer me” he said, annoyed but fighting internally not to smile

“And then? something you should tell us?”

“I left the city for a business trip, I just got back” he said, taking a step aside so both men could look inside and see a black suitcase and a backpack.. If they only knew those were your things and not his

Ari looked into his phone, and showed them both a plane ticket that placed him out of the town for 10 days, just arriving this morning

“Ok then, sorry to bother you Sir” said Lee, his hand adjusting his hat 

“I’m so sorry to hear she is missing” he said, “I care for her still, If there is anything I can do please let me know”

The sheriff just nodded and walked out of his porch with his young detective on his trails

Ari just smiled, closing the door

Oh he got you good, and nobody was going to take you away from him

MASTERLIST

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I have just learned that Mountain Goats are NOT, in fact, actual Goats.

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pov: your camera roll if kuroo tetsurou were your bf :”> (+ an extra manga ver of the first pic!)

i tried out a new colouring/rendering style and i really really like it!! will def be colouring like this more often :D

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Billy Wants a Woman - B.H.

Pairing: PlusSize!Fem!Reader x Billy Hargrove

Rating: E - MINORS!DNI

CW & WC: 5.4k — body image but like, you take it like a champ for the most part. Slightly jealous billy? Reader teases tf out of him. Smut! Oral (f & m receiving), dirty talk, p in v. can i get an amen for friends to lovers trope? OOC for billy. (Cross posted from my ao3)

Summary: You saw Billy for who he really was… a boy who was severely damaged and just needed to feel like he was loved somehow, even if that love was in the form of fake friendships from the majority of the student population and easy girls looking to know what California tasted like. Or the one where you are Billy’s only real friend and you guys fall in love once he finally sees how hot you can look.

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When Billy moved to Hawkins with the rest of his dysfunctional family, it wasn’t hard to notice how unamused he was with all of it. Disdain was shown by Billy when it had become apparent that he would have to drive Max to and from school everyday. Billy was disturbed by how many hicks openly walked around this shit hole town. Furthermore, he was impassioned with how much pressure he put himself under, day in and day out, to make himself seem macho to everyone else who would never see what happens behind his front door. 

Then he met you. You had been able to create amusement in the dull evenings in this shit hole town, around all these hicks, without being bothered by how much he projected his own insecurities that he had never admitted. All the while making driving Max around worth it because you chipped in a few bucks for gas here and there just because you could. You saw Billy for who he really was… a boy who was severely damaged and just needed to feel like he was loved somehow, even if that love was in the form of fake friendships from the majority of the student population and easy girls looking to know what California tasted like. 

Neither one of you really remembers how your friendship was formed. If it had been like the movies you’ve watched, he would have never given you the time of day to begin with. Because if your life was one of those movies, it would be like that one scene when the least desired girl walks past the lead role with heart eyes while he’s walking to his insanely hot girlfriend. The same girlfriend that’s using cigarettes and dick as meal replacements. Because that’s not you… and it's not hard to see. You’ve always been the heavy girl and you’ve come to accept that. 

“Hey Billy…” You start to say, flipping through a magazine while he wrenches on something under the hood of his car. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing, just grunts as a way to acknowledge that he’s listening. “Cassidy Wymen, ya’know the only sophomore in advanced bio this year? She was crying in the bathroom today because she said you had turned her down on account of her boobs being too small.” A chuckle leaves your lips as you recount looking right at her chest when she had said what Billy allegedly told her. When you look up, Billy meets your eyes and wipes his hands on the grease rag.

“Yeah? Well, tough tits.” You both laughed at his joke, but Billy continued on with what he needed to say. “I don’t know Y/N… I mean, we’re seniors now. I guess my tastes are changing a little bit. I’m feeling more like a grown man - like a real grown ass man - so it feels eh… weird… to be feeling on tits a boy would be feelin’ up on.” Billy’s nonchalant nature of his explanation stirred more questions than you had anticipated. When you brought it up, it was because you wanted to tell Billy to at least be nicer to the girls he knew are less experienced in the art of awkward high school hookup culture. It’s not even like you knew from first hand experience… Billy had just explained everything to you so that you wouldn’t get your heart broken. 

“Wait, so you’re saying that a rack like Regan Convery’s is now more your speed?” You asked. It was no secret that Regan was working with less than a D-cup, but her waist and rib cage to breast ratio definitely made them look bigger than they actually were. Billy just shrugged and furrowed his eyebrows. 

“Yeah, I guess. I mean she’s, like, probably the only one at our school that’s gonna be sizing up a cup size before the second coming.” Billy jokes. You both chuckle at his joke. Yeah, but I know mine are bigger, You think to yourself. Having to attend gym class and get dressed in front of some of the student body, you may or may not have compared your body to your peers’. They always had thinner arms, flatter stomachs, and narrower thighs… but you always had bigger boobs. 

“Aye, when you find out who has bigger boobs than Regan, make sure she doesn’t have braces. You don’t need a repeat of the Amanda incident.” You say as you start walking towards your house. On the days Billy works on his car, you’re glad that you live on the same street as him because you know there’s no way in hell he’d drive his baby anywhere in such a trying time. 

As you’re about to open your front door to your house, you hear Billy holler back, “Dear lord, Y/N.” And you close the door with a chuckle.

A few days later, you and Billy decided to sneak into your parent’s alcohol cabinet late in the evening. To be fair, it was a Saturday night where he didn’t need to take Max anywhere and your parents were out of town on an impromptu honeymoon redo. It was clearly the only logical thing to do. 

“Alright, Y/N… I can’t be the only one getting action around here. I mean, your parents are probably even boning more than you are.” Billy half yells, passing the bottle to you . A fake gagging noise from him making that comment about your parents makes him wholeheartedly laugh. You take a swig from the bottle and lean back, letting your arm support your new position. 

“First of all, gross. Second of all, I probably would be fucking someone if there was someone to fuck. I mean, c’mon Billy… get real. I don’t know a single person who wants to have sex with me.” You shake your head at the last few words and pass the bottle back to Billy.

“I know someone…” Your ears perk up. “Daniel Williams said he’d totally bang you if- ah, don’t worry. Never mind… he was being a dick about it.” Billy stammered. He busied himself from your stare by crawling over to your record player and starting up one of the vinyls he brought over. 

“What the fuck, Billy. You can’t just say shit like ‘Ah, don’t worry… Nevermind..’ and expect me to just be content.” You said while mocking him with a funny voice.

“Y/N, I don't sound like that.” He said. You gave him a look that could only be translated as ‘Hurry up and tell me already’. Billy sighed, sat back in front of you on the floor, and handed you the bottle before he started talking again. “Look, he was seriously being a dick about it and I already told him that if he ever said this to you, we’d both knock his teeth in… but he had said that he’d be totally down to fuck if you’d be down to keep it in secret…” You were confused at first, because that’s what Billy did with more than half the girls he slept with. So you didn’t understand why he was so upset with Daniel for saying the same thing, until you heard the next thing he said, “… because you’re shaped like the icebox in his basement.”

Billy fully anticipated for you to be hurt by this, so he was nervous when you started to cackle. Tears were forming in your eyes from how hard you were laughing at this point and Billy was starting to look uncomfortable. “Oh Billy, that is the funniest thing I’ve heard since you told me you were going to stop smoking.” You sighed once your laughing fit calmed itself down. 

“How’s that funny to you? I swear, if you were any other girl, you’d probably cry from how fucked up that was.” Billy shakes his head, unable to wrap his head around the thought of a girl laughing at being made fun of.

“Well, duh, because it’s not true. It just looks true because I wear baggy shirts.” You explain. He looks at you with a raised eyebrow. “I don’t normally wear clothes that show my figure because old fucks can’t mind their business.” You get up, walk to your closet, and start looking for that one dress you had bought for your trip to Texas last summer. Walking into the hallway for privacy, you quickly change into it. It fits a little bit tighter than it did last year, but this will just help prove your point more. Your boobs fill it in more, even having a little overflow. The dress does wonders to camouflage your stomach pouch and accentuate the inward curve of your waist that leads to the outward curves of your hips and ass.

Before walking back into your room, you peek your head through the door to Billy who had now moved to sit on your bed. “Alright dude, close your eyes and then I’ll tell you when to open them,” You say. Billy rolls his eyes, but complies. Walking into your room slowly, you start to feel a little nervous. Billy has never seen you dressed like this. It’s not like you’re hoping he’d find you attractive or anything, but you definitely would be pissed if he said something fucked up. At the end of the day, he really is the only person you value the opinion of. When you’re finally standing right in front of him, you poke him right in the forehead and he opens his eyes.

“Goddamn, Y/N…” He stammers. Billy sits up straight and shifts his eyes around your body, quickly scanning over the many parts that appeal to him. You turn around to your vanity to find the bottle. Grabbing it, you catch the reflection of Billy behind you staring right at your ass. The dress was just barely long enough to cover everything. You cough a little after taking a swig, causing you and Billy to lock eyes through the mirror. “I mean, uh, you look very nice.” Billy says, then clears his throat.

Turning around to walk back to him, you ask, “Do you think I look like Daniel’s fucking icebox?” The nervous part of you doesn’t want to know what his answer is, but the part that values his opinion - and tipsy part - needs to hear what he thinks. He just shakes his head and grabs the bottle from your grasp. Taking a sip, then placing it on the floor by his feet, Billy just stares you right in the eyes.

“Nah, Y/N… I’d have to say you look like… like…” The intensity of his eyes on you becomes too much to handle, so you turn away with heat rushing to your face. He quickly grabs you by the hand to stop you from walking away from him, and says, “You look, like, really hot. I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to just say it. Y/N, c’mon just look at me for a second.” He coaxes and then continues, “As your friend, that happens to be a guy, I’d totally bang you if you didn’t already know I was a man-whore.” Laughter filled the room from both of you.  The feeling of the alcohol started to become more prominent in your body and you grabbed onto Billy’s shoulders to maintain your balance. Billy’s hand instinctively went to your waist to support your swaying. Taking the opportunity, Billy looked where his hand had landed and soaked in the way it looked around your curves. As if his feet had a mind of their own, he stepped closer to you so that now the both of you had the opportunity to smell the alcohol radiating off of yourselves.

“Hey Y/N, I think I found out who has bigger tits than Regan. Can you just do me a favor and smile?” He asks. You chuckle and push at his chest to gain distance. Walking back to your closet, you say over your shoulder, “You already know I don’t have braces, you fuckhead.” You start skimming through your clothes in your closet to keep yourself busy. There’s no way you’re about to let Billy see how much he has you blushing from his little joke. 

“You should wear something nice and tight to school on Monday and make Daniel cream his pants.” Billy suggested. You pondered that scenario for a few seconds, but shook your head. 

“If I’m going to wear something like that, it's not going to be for Daniel.” You turn around and see Billy had taken a seat on your bed again, but this time he had made himself more comfortable with your pillows. Even taking one to put on his lap so that he could rest his arms more comfortably. Your brain is fuzzy from the alcohol and from seeing Billy so comfortable, so you cross your arms and rest your weight on one leg - cocking your hip to that side in the process - to be able to give yourself time to think of what you were going to say next. But as you watch Billy’s eyes scan the way your tits squeeze closer to each other, and the way he shifts the pillow in his lap, the lightbulb in your head lights up. No, it doesn’t just light up, it bursts. Your plan forms so quickly in your head, you barely have time to process it before Billy can meet your eyes again. You’re not going to wear something nice and tight for Daniel, no. Not at all. You’re going to wear something nice and tight for Billy and he’s not gonna know what hit him.

You give yourself one last one over in front of the hallway mirror before heading out the front door. It’s Monday morning and Billy should be waiting outside with Max at his car. You’re following your plan, fully hoping it would work, but also feeling like it might fail. You’re wearing a denim skirt you know is long enough to not get you dress coded, but short enough to catch Billy’s attention and one of his shirts that you tied in a knot at your waist to show off your hips. Walking out to the car, Max and Billy look up at you.

“Holy shit Y/N, you look hot!” Max says in disbelief. She climbs into the backseat as you patiently wait to get into the passenger. You thank her as you close the door. Billy takes a second, but he finally gets into the car and roars it to life. Being dressed like this, Billy can’t help but notice the way your boobs jiggle at every bump and pothole in the roads. When you’re too distracted talking to Max, he tilts his rear view mirror to align with your chest so he has a better view of them. Within no time, he’s pulling into the middle school’s side of the parking lot. Knowing that you’d have to get out for Max, you deliberately put on a show of arching your back while climbing out the car.

“Bye Max, I’ll see you later” You say as she skates away. Climbing back into the car, you look over to him already staring right at you. “What? Is something the matter?” You ask Billy.

“No, I just thought you weren’t going to do this. Ya’know, I thought you weren’t going to fuck with Daniel like this.” He said, his eyes shifting back to the front of the car so that he could drive the both of you to his parking space. 

“Oh, I’m not. I just thought it would be a cool idea to see who else would be totally down to fuck me and not want to keep it in secret.” You replied right as he was parking. You quickly get out of the car and start walking to the building, leaving him scrambling to get out of the car. You holler over your shoulder at him, “If you hear anything, tell me. I want names and specifics!” Saying this, you hope it would make Billy get in his head. But there’s only one way to find out… and you’d have to wait until the end of the day when school was out to see if it worked.

The whole ride back to your neighborhood was quiet. Well, except for Max. “I don’t know how, but there were kids in my school that heard about you Y/N. The first rumor was that you were a new kid, then the next rumor was that you had plastic surgery over the weekend. Ah, you should have heard it.” She said as she leaned forward so that she could be between you and Billy. You just chuckled and left her to her thoughts. Billy stayed quiet…  Getting out of the car, you ask Billy if he had gotten the notes during the part of history class that you ‘totally spaced out’ during. “Yeah, here’s my notebook. Just make sure to grab it and bring it in the morning.”

“Wait no, just come over really quickly. I can just jot it down and hand it right over.” You counter. He stares at you for a second before walking in the direction of your house with you. 

“Thank you, Billy.” You say, drawing out the end of his name. The both of you walk up the stairs with you leading the way. You make it a point to sway your hips with every step. 

“So… Do I have any admirers?” You ask once you sit down at your desk. You won't tell Billy this, but you have all the notes you needed from today’s lesson. In fact, you have more than he does. You just wanted to get him alone. He lays down on your bed with a grunt. If he had a choice, he wouldn’t want you to ask that question at all. In frustration, he closes his eyes as he lays.

“Yeah, you do.” He says. His short answer doesn't satisfy you, so you hum in encouragement for him to continue while you pretend to copy his notes. “I fucking caught Steve Harrington catching flies with his mouth during second period. Then in third period, in history, I saw our teacher fix his pants about a gazillion times. I mean, what a pervert…” He huffs. He’s clearly getting irritated recalling how your history teacher reacted. “…And then in the locker room, oh god they wouldn’t shut the fuck up. Tommy and Derek kept going on and on about how they’d just love to ‘taste that sweetness’ and watch your boobs boun- ya’know what? Forget it. They were saying very distasteful things about you.” He sighed. Hearing Billy say distasteful and boobs in the same sentence was unheard of so, naturally, you turn to him in a questioning nature.

“You’re mad at them for being distasteful? Billy, I’m almost certain you’ve said something along those lines about many girls.” You say. Standing up and walking over to your bed, Billy continues to rest his eyes. He doesn't notice your presence until you sit on the edge next to him. “Why are you mad about it, Billy?” You ask.

“Am not. My head just hurts from idiots.” He replies. But he won’t meet your eyes, so you know he’s lying. “Nuh uh, Billy. You’re full of shit right now. Why’re you so bothered about it?” You continue to nudge him with your hand and encourage him to tell you what’s got him so pissed. “Oh, come on Billy. Just tell me!” You push on his chest and nudge his side with your hips. Your smile drops when he snaps and finally spills.

“I’m just- ugh! I just don't know how to feel because when they were saying how they’d just love to see how your big tits bounced as you ride their cocks, I couldn’t help but think the same thing… and it's too much. I’ve never thought about you that way…” You stand up from where you had been sitting and fully turn your body to look at him. “… Y/N, I’m sorry.” He sits up to the edge of the bed so that he could meet you eye to eye more easily. Billy dons the look of shame as he bows his head. But you don't let him look that way for long. Slowly, mustering up every ounce of courage you had, you placed your hand on the back of his head and guide it so that he was looking back up at you.

“What if I wanted you to think of me like that?” You asked. Confused, Billy cocks his head to the side. You ask again, “What if I wore this outfit, specifically with your shirt, so that you would think of me like that? I know how you were looking at me when I showed you my dress…” Pushing him backwards by his shoulders, you crawled onto your bed so that your legs sat on either side of his hips. Out of instinct, Billy placed his hands on your hips. Billy was too stunned by what you were doing and saying to answer you. Leaning down to get closer, you whisper, “I know you were hiding a boner that night. You totally want to bone me, huh?” 

“So what if I do?” He counters in a defensive tone. You lean back up, shifting your weight around to find a more comfortable angle for your hips, and ask, “So why don’t you?” Within a matter of seconds, Billy’s grip on your hips tighten and he flips the both of you over so that he is now hovering over you. Your legs find a comfortable position around his hips as he balances most of his weight on his right arm with his other hand still grabbing your hip.

“Do you actually want this, Y/N?” You nod your head and let out a quiet ‘yes’, not trusting your voice. Being able to feel the weight of his hips pressed against your groin was intoxicating, so you roll your hips up to gain more pleasure. Billy groans and drops his face to the crook of your neck, placing sloppy kisses and lightly nipping at the skin. “All day, I’ve been thinking about how fucking oblivious I’ve been to what you look like… how much time I’ve wasted not being able to know what your curves feel like… not knowing what this juicy cunt tastes like…” He trails off as the hand he had on your hip moves under your skirt, not stopping his attention to your neck. A breathy moan falls from your lips when you feel the palm of his hand press against where your clit would be, but your puffy lips hide it from him. 

“Y/N, you’re my only real friend - my best friend - so I’m not going to bullshit you here.” A lump starts to form in your throat, thinking Billy was going to tell you that he couldn’t do this because of your friendship. Or how he couldn’t do this because he wouldn't want it getting out that you two had done this. So what he said next surprised you, “I don't think I can do this if you want to keep it a secret. In fact, I won't do this if I’m not allowed to walk you into school tomorrow and show everyone that you’re my girl… so just tell me now to stop if that’s not something you want from me.”

Instead of saying anything, you grab Billy’s face and kiss him. Taking the kiss as permission to go farther, he dipped his finger under the side of your panties. Dipping into your wetness, Billy trailed his finger up through your folds to your clit and started pleasing you with a slow side to side movement. You broke the kiss, moaning his name, and looked down to where his hand was hidden under your skirt. When you look back at him, he’s already looking right at you; studying the way your eyebrows furrow and mouth hangs open from the pleasure he’s giving you. Billy stops his motions and slowly pops his finger into his mouth, never breaking eye contact. “Damn, Y/N… With a pussy that sweet, I don't think I’ll need to have a piece of candy for the rest of my life.” And with that, Billy was moving off the bed to kneel between your legs.

Delicately, Billy removed your panties. This confused you, so you went to unbutton your skirt so that you would be completely bare for him, but he stopped your movements, “No way, Y/N… I’ve been thinking all day about how much I wanted to hide my head under this damn skirt and make you squirm. It’s staying on.” And with that, Billy moved your hands to the side of your body, shifted the skirt up slightly to give you some slack, and picked your legs up so that they were supported on his shoulders. He gave you a devious smile and a wink before disappearing under the skirt. Billy didn’t ease his way into pleasuring you, he just drove straight in. 

“Oh my God, Billy! Fuck…” You draw out. Your back arches off of your bed as pornographic moans leave your lips. Billy kept your hips as steady as he could, but you were still able to get little bucks in here and there. You felt his tongue go wide at your hole, lapping up all of your juices, before returning back to your clit. Burrowing his lips and tongue between your puffy lips to find your clit again, Billy began sucking steadily on it. The intense pleasure he was giving you made you produce high pitched moans, each one coming out with each exhale. You knew you weren’t going to last long if he stayed at this speed, but you were adamant on wanting to cum from him fucking you.

“Billy, stop…” You grabbed him by his head and yanked him off your clit with a satisfying pop. He looked at you like he did something wrong, but you spoke before he could ask, “I wanna cum on your cock.” Billy groans and bites his lip at hearing this. You both start stripping away at your clothes, throwing them into a mixed pile on the ground. Before Billy knows it, you’re pushing him down so that he was then sitting on the bed and you were the one kneeling before him this time. 

“Aw, fuck yeah. You gonna be a good girl and suck my cock?” He asks with a smirk. Looking up at Billy, you nod your head and make it a point to put on a little show for him. You start by slowly rubbing your hands up and down the inside of his thighs, barely letting the tips of your fingernails lightly drag across his skin. All while maintaining eye contact with him, you grab him and guide his tip to your mouth. Little by little, you allow most of his member to slip into your mouth until it hits the back of your throat. Billy’s eyes fluttered shut, “Fuck, just like that.” He moaned out.

Picking up the speed, loud wet sounds filled the room alongside Billy’s moans and whimpers. You shouldn’t be so surprised with how thick his cock is, but you are. Especially since your jaw is already starting to feel uncomfortable after such a little amount of time of blowing him. Even if Billy hadn’t eaten you out, you know that seeing him and hearing him like this would have gotten you just as wet. He doesn't let you continue for too long before he's pulling your mouth off of his cock and guiding you to lay down on the bed. 

“I thought you wanted me to ride your cock so you could see my tits bounce.” 

“Oh trust me Y/N, I’ll get my chance to see that next time. Just lay back and relax.” He replied. Grabbing the base of his cock, Billy dragged his tip through your folds. Teasing you, he tapped your clit causing both of you to whimper in anticipation. He looked at you for a second to see if there was any hesitation showing in your face. And when he didn’t see any, he started to press the tip in. Billy takes his time pushing himself all the way in, giving you enough time in between shallow thrusts to adjust to his size. You never ever thought in a million years that you would actually be under your best friend, waiting for him to fuck the daylights out of you. But when you thought about it, which was more times than youd like to admit, you didn’t account for how potentially thick he could be. So when he fully bottoms out, you cannot help but think how incredibly full and stretched out you feel. 

“Y/N… uh- baby…” Billy moans, continuing his slow and shallow thrusts. “Your pussy feels so good, I dont know how long I’m going to last.” With a strained look on his face, you watch through fluttering lashes as he changes the pace to slow and long thrusts. With Billy fucking you at this pace, you can feel him hit your sweet spot every time he goes to the hilt.

“Me neither. Fuck me, Billy. Make me cum on your thick, strong cock.” You moan out. The way you spoke to Billy was not something he’d ever expect from you, but it was also not something he’d ever get tired of. Your words did something to him and it was soon thereafter that he began pounding you into your bed. Loud, wet smacks of skin, with a mixture of both of your moans, filled the room. Snaking your hand down to rub your clit, you focused on aiding yourself in reaching your own climax. Billy noticed what you were doing and reached out to roll one of your nipples between his fingers before leaning down to latch onto the other one with his mouth. The same mouth that latched onto your clit in a similar way. Just thinking about what his lips and tongue were doing to you earlier, and what they were doing to you now, pushed you right to your climax.

Screaming his name, you cum hard. Billy’s hips stutter in rhythm when he feels how your walls squeeze him almost impossibly tight. “Where? Hurry baby, tell me where…” he pants. You could tell him to pull out and cum anywhere he aimed like you told previous partners, but you didn’t want to. Billy was different… Billy meant something to you. So you said, “In me. Fill me up, Billy.” 

Billy leaned down and began pounding you at a speed you weren’t aware he was capable of. Billy was pure animalistic with his thrusts, growling out, “Fuck, taking my cock like a good girl.” His words and the way he was pounding you started to push you towards another climax. Nipping at your earlobe, he asked, “Are you going to milk my balls with your tight pussy?” You nod your head frantically and let out high pitched moans with every breath. Billy grabbed a fistful of hair for purchase , causing a delightful amount of pain for you. Feeling like Billy was there to keep you in that position, making you take his cock, you began unraveling. Your walls clenched down on his cock, fluttering with every thrust he made.

With only a few more thrust left in him, Billy pushed himself all the way into you and held himself there. When you thought Billy was done cumming, and working on slipping himself out, he roughly pounded himself into your overstimulated pussy a few more times accompanied by deep grunts that punctuated each one.  When he had finally rolled off of you and was laying by your side, you both looked at each other and let out a few chuckles. Billy grabbed you and rolled you onto your side so that both of you could look at each other. Neither one of you did say anything for a beat; just stared and drank each other in.

“What are you thinking about?” You ask him.

“Don't worry about it sweetheart…” He trailed off. He brought his hand up to the side of your face and ghosted his thumb in soft circles.

Did Billy hate Hawkins? Absolutely. But he knew that as long as you were by his side, his life here would be more bearable until he left. And now that being just friends was no longer an option, he knew that he would do anything to get you to leave this shit hole, hick infested town with him. But until then, he was perfectly content with laying with you on your bed

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