Eddie Munson x goth fem reader
Summary: Post S4, canon-divergent — Eddie survived the “earthquake” and had his name cleared. It’s now 1990 and the town is changing, as a bunch of young artists and creatives move in. Eddie meets a girl and sees the possibility of a different kind of life for himself.
Warnings: some angst, fluff and smut (oral, P in V, fingering). Discussions of trauma
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MINORS DNI
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As you hang the phone back on the receiver, panic begins to set in.
With no time to get in your full garb, you realise Eddie is going to see you like this – sweatpants and makeup free. And though the thought makes you cringe, you know it would be weird to get fully kitted up at this hour, especially for just a casual hangout.
When he denotes his arrival with a soft knock at the front door, you shuffle there in your slippers, with the sudden overwhelming feeling of regret setting in. Why did I invite him here? You wonder. This was a mistake.
You open the door and give him a strained murmured greeting, to which he immediately notes the shift in your usual demeanour and how tired you look. But, he silently follows as you usher him in and down the hall towards your room, not meeting his gaze. You’ve got a small box of VHS tapes on the bed, some sprawled out like you had been trawling through them.
You hover at the door, holding your elbows and Eddie can tell something is up with you.
“So what have you got here?” he says with a quirked brow, trying to lighten the mood by throwing himself on the bed to start dramatically flicking through the cassettes.
After a moment, he looks up and straight at you, smirking. You take it as a cue to sit down too.
“I didn’t take you as a 16 candles kind of gal”
“What kind of girl am I then?” You snap back.
“This feels like a trap”
“Eddie! I’m serious” you reply, pushing him by his shoulder.
“I donno. You are all cool and confident. Dark and mysterious.”
“Maybe dark because of the clothing, but not the other things”
“Come across pretty damn confident to me sweets.”
You keep your eyes facing forward, knowing that if you look at him you might tear up. It’s been a long week and you are emotionally spent. But you try to remind yourself that he had been vulnerable with you and you shouldn’t freeze him out now.
After a few moments of expectant silence, you take a deep breath and continue.
“I’m not. The outfits help me feel more sure of myself, I guess. I don’t usually let people see me like this” you say, gesturing to your face and rolling your eyes, trying to hide your embarrassment.
“Sweetheart, I won’t lie and say I don’t like your normal get-up, or how your usual makeup looks all smeared when we…”
You push him by the shoulder again, harder this time, and he dramatically topples down onto the duvet, clutching his arm like he had been shot.
“Gee thanks”
“Hey! I’m just being honest!” He replies, to which you glower playfully in response.
“You look great either way. But I hope you don’t feel like you need to get dressed up for me”
“I don’t, it’s just – I guess it’s kind of like a shield, you know”
“God I definitely know. Believe it or not, but this is a toned-down version of Eddie’’ he says as he gestures down at his ripped jeans and leather jacket with a flourish. “I get enough looks being an accused murderer and all that.”
You smile softly at him, unsure of what to say next, but he breaks the silence “Never have to hide from me. In fact, you taught me that”
“I did?”
“Yeha, well, you made me feel like it was ok so show my scars”
“I guess so”
“Actually, in the short time I’ve known you, You’ve kind of shown me a lot of things”
You furrow your brow and give him a look of genuine surprise “Like what?”
“That I have options. That it’s ok to have a fucking dream and go after it. To just lighten up a bit - fuck it’s been a while”
You look away as tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. Eddie notices and reaches out and places a palm on your knee. It’s not much but it’s all he’s got.
After a few moments like that, you dash to wipe away a few rouge tear drops and shift to face him on the bed.
“Ok. Pick a goddamn movie already or I’m putting on the breakfast club”
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An hour into the movie Eddie gets up to go to the bathroom, so you pause it.
When he comes back and sits back down, you turn to him, finding the courage you had been trying to build up the entire movie, to say something that had been burning in your brain and sitting on the tip of your tongue.
“Sorry about before”
“For what?”
“Being in a mood…”
“Consider it forgotten.” He says, with a wave of a hand, “We all have those days”
You take a deep breath again, making the snap decision to let him in.
“It’s just my mum. Even all the way from Chicago she’s giving me a hard time. Just when I thought I had escaped her bullshit, one phone call and I’m right back in my childhood bedroom, crying myself to sleep again.” You are rambling and you know it, and feel suddenly very exposed, like your on a boat with no life preserver “It’s stupid….I shouldn’t let her get to me”
“Hey listen, it’s not stupid, ok?” He places his hand back on your knee and the gesture isn’t lost, it’s grounding and it makes your tummy do a flip. “ It’s ok to have feelings - another one of those pearls of wisdom you’ve bestowed on me”
You laugh slightly, but it doesn’t reach your eyes and Eddie notices.
“I guess we are all running from something huh” he mutters, looking down and playing with his rings.
“That’s just it though, you can never outrun shit. Even from the other side of the world, I would still have this baggage with my mum. I have to face it or it will never go away. Which is why I’m trying to work on it.”
“I know,” he says looking back up at you “you’re right. I’ve got a few things to work on too.”
You smile at each other and settle back in again, backs resting against the pillows. As the movie continues, Eddie shifts closer, and with every slight move, he makes, his leg brushes against yours and sends tingles down your spine.
You wonder if he’s doing it on purpose, as you start to feel the heat pool low in your belly watching Bender and Claire flirt in the storage closet. You’ve seen the breakfast club a million times and barely need to watch it to follow the story.
The so-called princess and criminal. In a way, Eddie is kind of like Bender, granted, a lot softer around the edges. But from the fragments of his past you have pieced together you know he didn’t have much of a family growing up, an abusive dad, and people saw him how they wanted, as a criminal and murderer, even though nothing could be further from the truth.
He’s kind, soft, and sensitive. A dreamer, and nothing like his facade. And just like Claire, you put up a front so that no one sees that things aren’t at all what they seem.
Eddie is also struggling to focus on the movie. He notices how you tense as he brushes against you, and how you squeeze your thighs together when Bender gives his whole, ‘under the bra and over the panties’ speech. What he wouldn’t give to touch you like that again.
He wonders if he’s kind of like the Bender in this situation. Just like Bender likes Claire, he likes you but knows he probably shouldn’t get to have one shot with you. So, in the beginning, he did what he does best, push you away before you could hurt him. Just like he has been doing that all his life.
But now, he’s let you in and you’ve taken residence in his brain. He can’t escape the way you make him feel, and how much he wants nothing but to hold you close and not let go for as long as you’ll let him.
You’ve let him under your dress, but you are yet to show him your heart.
Tonight, he wants nothing more but to pull you into his arms, and feel your body pressed against his. Fuck it. He decides and does just that, maneuvering you both so you are lying down, then pulling you close and encasing your chest with his arms.
You melt into his touch, feeling relief as the tension of the evening finally starts lifting. There, held firmly in his arms, you start to feel the prickle of an electric current where your bodies meet and you want nothing more than to feel all of him. Tentatively, you shift your body so that the soft plush of your ass and thighs rest against his crotch.
After a few moments, you start to push yourself ever so slightly into his groin. He tenses, feeling the movement, a hardness already growing in his jeans. But he doesn’t shift.
You test the waters again, arching your back and pushing against him harder. His arms around you tighten and you hear him hum quietly, so you repeat the action over and over until the hardness is unmistakable and he has no choice but to roll his hips forward and chase the friction he’s now desperate for. You are too and can feel the unmistakable growing wetness in your core.
After a few moments of intense grinding against one another, getting lost in the feeling, Eddie snakes a hand into the waistband of your sweat pants and underwear, which causes you to take a sharp intake of breath. You want him and he knows, even before he reaches the sodden area, by the way you chase his touch and roll your body against his.
He takes his time, softly feeling around the folds and wetness, teasing you until you are nearly begging for more.
“Eddie please –“
“What do you want baby?”
“Touch me please” you sputter.
He slots a finger inside you and curls it against the spongey wall, which makes you gasp.
“Like this?”
“Ye–es Eddie. Please don’t stop”
“Not gonna stop,” he says firmly. “Not until you are gushing around my fingers”
You whimper as he inserts another finger, working you over but it’s not enough, the pants don’t allow him the ease of access he needs so he pulls away suddenly, to undress you from the waist down quickly. Before, lying back down next to you and resuming his ministrations on your dripping folds.
You let him set the pace as your brain is too exhausted to even think about taking the lead right now. It’s a relief to just let go and chase the pleasure. Even though you’re so quiet and seem so far away, Eddie continues, feeling the way your body responds to him by rutting your hips into his hand. You need this release and he knows that. He would do anything to get you there.
After a little while he finally touches your clit, feeling the slight jolt of your legs as he does. You’re so ready and he can’t wait to give you more, so he removes his fingers and repositions himself so he’s leaving over you kissing down your body and moving to slot himself between your legs.
Nibbling on your thighs and intentionally blowing cold breath on your core, he knows how bad you need him now by the way you moan and writhe in his grip on your thighs. He can’t help himself from diving right in, lapping at your folds hungrily. You gasp at the sensation, then again and again as he switches the movement, going up to lick your clit and focus all his energy on the way it makes you move.
“Grind your beautiful little pussy against my face,” he says while reaching up to place his palm flat against your tummy.
You are so worked up that you come suddenly and without warning, seeing stars and being unable to move or form a coherent thought. Before you are even aware of your surroundings, Eddie is moving to his knees on the bed, and undoing his belt and pants.
You are engrossed in his movements, eyes wide and staring at his hard length, and the bead of precum on the tip. Right now, all that matters is this man and his cock, so you reach out for him, silently begging him to keep going.
He lines himself up with your entrance but just before pushing in, he asks, “Are you still with me Princess?”
You nod, eyes glassy. He can tell how much you want to be taken away for a moment. To not think and just ride the wave.
He slides in slowly, willing himself to take his time and not overwhelm you. Usually, your escapades are hungry, and a little dirty, but Eddie knows this time is different. Tonight, he wants to make you forget everything. To give you release. He wants to be your salvation, even if just for a moment.
He starts to move slowly, watching the way you take him, eyes wide and mouth fallen open. Taking him so well. Taking what you need from him.
Picking up the pace, he studies you as you start to fall apart under him, tears falling out of your eyes and rolling into small puddles on the duvet cover under you. Seeing you like that spurs him to move faster, snapping his thrusts into you sharply, and hearing your groans of overwhelmed pleasure in response. Just as he knows he’s barreling towards his finish, he snakes a hand between you and roughly rubs your clit, sending your spiralling.
The clenching of your walls around his cock has Eddie losing his composure, and his thrusts get
more and more sloppy. A mixture of groans and mutterings of each other’s names fill the room as you both reach your peak, and you fall apart beneath him, gushing around him just as you feel the warmth of his seed spill inside you.
After a moment, he pulls out with a hiss and rolls over to lie next to you.
He doesn’t say anything, or ask you any questions, sensing that you need a moment. You come to with a small smile on your face and turn to him.
“Thanks Eddie,” you say softly, grabbing the hand which is resting against his chest. It’s the one that has your necklace still wrapped around its wrist. “I needed that”
“Anytime princess. Anytime”
You know you should ask him whether he has heard from college yet. Or how he’s going with his songwriting. But you don’t. Instead, you lie in comfortable silence, let him clean you up and then tuck you both in. And for the first time all week, that night you actually get some sleep, holding on to him all night long.
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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader
Summary: Incubus!Eddie comes crawling to your room just like every other night
Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), slight cnc, somno, name calling, choking, hair pulling, unprotected sex, creampie, no aftercare, angst if you squint
WC: 1.2K
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Eddie snuck into your room for the fifth time this week, just like clockwork.
You’re asleep like always, your shirt hiked up above your stomach. The only light coming from the moon, shining right where there was a tiny wet spot forming on your panties. What could you possibly be dreaming of?
Eddie drooled just looking at you. He couldn’t wait to have you, couldn’t wait to wake you up from his cock using your pretty cunt.
“You look so precious,” Eddie’s fingers glided over your exposed legs. He softly hummed to himself when he felt how soft and supple your skin was, perfect for gripping. “Been aching all day to ruin you.”
You stirred in your sleep, feeling the touch of him. You didn’t wake though, just rolled over, giving Eddie a full view of your covered pussy.
Eddie could feel his jeans tighten, his cock throbbing at the small sight of your swollen clit through your panties. He wanted to get down on his knees, wrap his plump lips and toy with your clit, but he need to bury his cock inside your cunt more.
“Bet you were expecting me.” He hand slid further up your leg, resting on your thigh. “Knew I’d be coming and that’s exactly why you wore these skimpy panties.”
Slowly, Eddie pulled your panties down your legs. He couldn’t help but let out a groan when he saw just how wet you were.
Your wetness is strung between your cunt and your panties, it shining softly in the moonlight. If Eddie were to guess, he’d say you were dreaming of him right now and that’s what got you so wet, so needy.
“Oh, baby.” His thumb ghosted over your clit, causing your breath to hitch for a small moment. “Did the thought of me do this to you?”
He knew you weren’t going to answer, and that was part of the fun.
Eddie can’t love someone, that’s just who he is. His goal is to break someone, make it to where they need him to feel safe and happy, then leave. To seduce and destroy. When it comes to you, though, you make it hard on him. He was a sex demon, an Incubus, it was what he was known as.
“I can’t wait to use you,” he tossed your panties over his shoulder before quickly taking off his pants and boxers in one swift move. He didn’t care about his shirt, wanting to get inside you as quickly as possible.
Eddie’s cock was leaking with precum and throbbing so hard that it was almost painful.
Not wanting to waste a minute more, he spread your legs and pulled you closer to him, his cock now waiting at your soaked hole. The tip of his cock barely slid in, stretching you open before your eyes slowly opened. You looked right up at him, innocence all over your face.
“There’s my pretty girl,” he watched your face contort from confusion to pleasure, the rest of his cock sliding perfectly inside your cunt, sucking him in. “Fuck, baby. I’ve missed this.”
“E-Eddie… oh my god.” You were still half asleep, but that didn’t stop the pleasure from flooding your body. You felt him from your head to your toes. “Been waiting for you.”
He chuckled, leaning his face down until his nose was touching yours. “I can tell.”
Eddie pulled out before slamming back in, his heavy balls hitting against your ass.
“Your cunt needed me, huh?”
Your toes curled as you squeezed your eyes shut. He had barely started and already you could feel your orgasm building up inside you.
“Uhuh- yes, I needed you so bad,” you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, if that was possible. “Ached for you.”
His rough hand wrapped around your throat, your eyes opening to look into his darkened ones. “Isn’t that cute?”
The squeeze of his hand around your throat and the way his cock was pounding your cunt had your head spinning. Your bed shook beneath you and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed off the walls. This was what you looked forward to the whole day and now you were lost in Eddie.
“Please, kiss me.” You reached up and wrapped a hand around his neck, pulling him so your lips barely touched his. “Please…”
Eddie couldn’t resist you, not when your cunt clenched around his cock.
The kiss was messy, teeth clanking together and tongues rubbing against one another, but neither of you could ask for anything more.
“You’re taking me so well,” you could feel each part of Eddie’s cock, each vein.
“More, I want more.” Eddie was already giving you so much, but you craved more.
Swiftly, Eddie flipped you over. Your ass now in the air and your head pressed into the soft pillows below you.
“You want more?” Eddie fucked you at a hard and rough pace. So hard that you could barely breathe, your lungs felt like that were on fire. “This what you fucking wanted? God damn, such a tight cunt.”
“Yes! Just like that.” Your thighs shook as you reached for something to steady yourself on, it felt like you were floating. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
Eddie pulled your body up by your hair, your head leaned back against his shoulder. “You gonna make a mess on my cock? Gonna make me cum deep inside your cunt?”
All you could do was nod your head, you could barely form a thought. Eddie’s cock was the only thing you could focus on.
“Focus on me.” Eddie pulled your hair harder, trying to bring you back to reality.
“Please cum inside me.” You reached up to his hand that was still around your throat and held onto it. “N-need it to drip out of me, make a mess on my sheets.”
“Dirty slut.” Eddie’s hand left your hair and trailed down the front of your body, stopping right when he reached your clit.
He applied the perfect amount of pressure, rubbing such fast circles that it made your vision go white.
“Oh- Eddie!” Your body slumped forward, your whole body shaking. You could feel yourself cum around Eddie’s cock, the squelching sound barely audible over the way you screamed his name. “So fucking good, fuck!”
“Yeah?” The clenching of your cunt had Eddie throwing his head back. He couldn’t hold it any longer and with your cum dripping down his cock, how could he?
Eddie had never cum so hard before, his whole body going stiff as his came into your cunt. He couldn’t think, couldn’t speak. He only groaned and held your body still.
Eddie slowly pulled out and watched as your and his mixed cum dripped out of you, flowing down your thigh, right to the sheets. “You got what you wanted, pretty girl.”
Your body was limp, laying flat on the bed. “T-thank you.”
Behind you, Eddie smirked and got dressed. “You don’t have to thank me, sweetheart.” He wanted to get out of there before you asked for something else.
He walked over to the side of the bed and kissed your forehead. “I’ll be back.”
You reached a tired hand for him, but before you could reach him, he was already out the window. Your body still ached for him, still needs him close, but you knew you could never have that.
Warnings: Trauma, PTSD, Violence, Gore, Smut, 18+ if any of this upsets you please don’t read its a little heavier than just kinky smut!!
(I should actually go to hell for this)
Word Count: 6k shes a long one sorry
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The atmosphere in the hallway was far too exuberant for you as you made your way to your locker. It was Halloween and the school was bubbling with excitement, Halloween parties being planned and talked about by almost every student. You on the other hand couldn’t even try to act excited.
Had the whole school just forgotten what happened?
Did no one care?
Today marked the anniversary of the Hawkins Halloween Massacre. A series of brutal murders of students at this school and other known Hawkins residents. You remember the intercom call over the whole school that afternoon, a man on the outskirts of town was found brutally murdered and a curfew was in place, no one should leave their house after 6pm and keep their doors and windows locked, there was a killer on the loose. He was a fisherman, no one significant to you but the chill that ran up your spine and the sinking pit in your stomach was strong enough.
You remember looking around your classroom, noticing your boyfriend Eddie hadn’t shown up for the last period, anxiety filling your heart dreading he had faced the sharp end of the killer’s blade.
Your anxieties dissipated after the bell rang and you bumped into the tall man outside the classroom, turned out he had just skipped to smoke outside on the school oval, ‘pregaming the chillest Halloween night ever’ as he had put it.
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The final trick-or-treater of the night leaves with the last bit of your candy. A sweet little ballerina who did a pirouette on your front porch just for you.
Your feet are hurting from being on them all night, so you decide to run a bath. As the water reaches the top of the tub, you strip your shirt and pants. As you reach for your bra clasps the doorbell rings. You sigh, must be a random trick-or-treater, you hate to have to tell them you’ve got no candy left.
You turn the tap off on the bath and grab your robe, covering your panties and bra, and wrapping it tightly around your body. You walk out of your bathroom towards the front door and pass the TV in the living room that is playing the third horror movie of the night. You catch a glimpse of Michael Myers just as you reach the front door.
You open it to reveal… no one.
There’s no one there. You take a few steps out and look around your street to see it completely empty. Hawkins is eerie at night, especially with the added Halloween decorations covering people’s front lawns. The wind howls in the distance and you take one final look before turning to walk back inside.
Just as you turn around something jumps at your feet. You gasp and bounce back, looking down to find eyes staring at you in the dark. You squint a little and soon see a black cat. More specifically your neighbour's cat. Bending down, you reach out a hand and scratch his soft head.
“You scared me, honey.” You coo. He begins walking to the opposite end of your porch and you walk after him. He jumps up onto the railing and you give him one final pat before he jumps off and back towards his house. As you watch him you hear the creak of the porch steps, you turn around to see who it is and again, no one is there.
You shake your head and sigh.
“Stupid scary movies.” You mutter as you make your way back inside.
You make sure to triple-check the lock before walking back to your bathroom. As you enter the dark hallway you see something run from one bedroom across to another. You stop still in your tracks.
“Hello?” You call out, “Is someone there?”
When no one answers you decide that you just imagined it. You carefully go to walk past the bedrooms to the bathroom and as you do something crowds against you pushing you up against a wall.
You scream as your back hits the wall hard and you feel the cool steel of a knife press up against your throat.
You look up through thick lashes and see a white mask staring back at you. A mask that you’re all too familiar with.
“Are you scared?” a deep voice asks. It almost makes you chuckle, hearing Eddie trying to hide his normal voice.
“What are you gonna do, slit my throat?”
A warm chuckle comes from the mask and he pulls the knife away a little to trace the tip along your jugular.
“Nah, you should stand behind someone when you cut their throat. Too messy otherwise, you’ll get blood alllllll over yourself.”
You lick over your bottom lip and flutter your lashes as you look at the ghost face.
“Well, what are you gonna do to me?”
Eddie’s free hand, that’s covered in a black leather glove, comes out and grabs at the rope holding your robe together. He tugs on it till it comes undone and your robe falls open, revealing your bra and panties.
“Hmmm,” he says, the knife comes to the collar of the robe and pushes it over your shoulder, “Dunno, haven’t decided yet.” The robe drops off both your arms and lands on the floor around your feet, leaving you in just your underwear.
You stand there leaning against the wall while he towers over you in his disguise. Slowly, you sidestep towards the open door to your right and Eddie’s mask follows you as you go.
You backstep into the room, and Eddie starts following you. You stand between your bed and mirror vanity, waiting for him to make the next move.
He walks in front of you, and you can see yourself from the mirror in the corner of your eye. His knife comes up and traces between the valley of your breasts, over your chest and collarbone before it slides under the strap of your bra. You look down and watch as the knife turns so the sharp side faces up and he pulls the knife toward him, cutting the strap cleanly.
A small gasp escapes your lips as the cup falls and exposes your breast. The cool air hits your nipple and it starts to harden.
He quickly does the same to the other side looking down through his mask at both your round tits sitting perfectly in front of him.
Reaching over his shoulder, you hear the sound of velcro pulling apart and the black gown he’s wearing slips down his shoulders and he lets it drop to the ground. It reveals a faded black band tee with the sleeves cut off, tucked into his classic black ripped jeans. His cut-off sleeves reveal his tattoos that scatter his arms, leaving no doubt in your mind that it’s Eddie behind the mask.
“Face the mirror.” He demands.
You do as he says and turn your body until you’re facing the mirror directly. Eddie takes a few steps until he’s standing behind you, his masked face in view over your shoulder.
You take in the view; you standing there with your tits out and in just your panties, your bra a mangled mess still wrapped around your torso. Eddie fully clothed and standing behind you with his mask on and hair peeking out from the bottom. Your heart races at the image and you can’t stop your chest from heaving.
Eddie’s leather-cladded hands land on your waist and you can’t help but jump a little at the coolness.
He begins pushing you forward, inch by inch until your thighs are flush with the wood of your vanity desk.
His right-hand splays over your abdomen and your tummy dips at the contact. Slowly he trails it down until his thick leather fingers are pressed over your cotton panties. He pushes against your slit over the material and you feel the warm wetness that has seeped into your underwear press back against you.
He rubs small soft circles over your clit, making you moan breathlessly and lean back against him. You feel the soft line of his stomach press against your back and his crotch press against the top of your ass.
“Look at you,” He whispers gruffly into your ear, his masked face pressed to the side of your head, “You’ll let anyone fuck you, won’t you? Anyone could just walk into your house and bend you over and you’d be a moaning whore for it.”
At that, he slaps your clothed cunt and you moan out like the whore he said you were.
He chuckles at the sound and slides both his hands up to your breasts grabbing at them harshly. He squeezes at the fat before tweaking and flicking at your nipples, shocks of pleasure shoot through you as he continues to abuse them.
You’ve absolutely drenched your underwear. If Eddie didn’t have gloves on to feel it himself, you know he would taunt you for how dripping wet you are for him like this.
Without warning, Eddie grabs at the back of your head with one hand and pushes you forward so you’re bending over the vanity with your face inches from the mirror. You look at the way your breasts hang and sway, nipples ravished and skin now bleeding back to colour from being squeezed.
Eddie releases your hair and brings his hands down to undo his belt and jeans. He pulls himself out and gives his cock a few lazy tugs, you wonder what it feels like with his gloves on.
One of his hands comes to land on your throat, making you have to stare right at the scene otherwise you’ll choke against his grip.
He releases his cock and tugs your panties down to just below your ass before bringing his hand back and guiding himself between your legs. His tip slides through your slick folds and he laughs loudly at how soaked you are.
“You’re practically dripping, sweetheart. Surprised there isn’t a puddle on the floor.”
You look at his mask and try to look into the eyes to make eye contact, you push back against his dick, letting it trace up your slit and hit your clit.
“Please.” You beg.
“Please she says,” He mocks, “I could do anything I fucking wanted to you and you wouldn’t be able to do shit.”
Your hole clenches at the thought of Eddie being so in control of the situation, at you being at his absolute mercy. You whimper thinking about it.
“Y’know what?” He says, pulling at your throat so you have to hold yourself up a little higher to be able to breathe, “You need to earn my cock.”
You whine and pout your lips at him in the mirror.
He smacks your ass sharply at the protest causing you to jump forward a little and bump your vanity. Bottles of perfume and lotion fall over but you couldn’t care less.
Eddie’s foot comes up and pushes down your panties till they're at your ankles. He lets go of your throat and your hands quickly come forward to stop yourself face-planting into the mirror.
With his now free hands he takes off both his gloves and you're disappointed to see none of his rings adorning his stubby thick fingers. He reaches forward to a lotion bottle that’s laying on its side and grabs at it. You watch as he pumps a generous amount onto his palm. Your eyes follow his hands in the mirror, they disappear behind you to his cock and you hear the slick sound of him rubbing some of the lotion on it. You gasp, startled, as he bends down slightly and his slippery hand reaches between you and rubs over your inner thigh before doing the same to the other side, coating your skin in the cool lotion.
He straightens up and grabs at his cock, tapping it on your ass a little to get your attention.
You look back up at his masked face.
“I’m gonna fuck your thighs,” His husky voice says, “and if you’ve earned it, I’ll fuck that sweet hole, yeah?”
You bite at your lip and nod slightly, agreeing to his terms.
He stares at you for a second before guiding his cock between your thighs. As you feel his cock head slide against your inner thigh, you instinctively squeeze your legs together for him to create some friction.
His dick slides between the fat of your thighs slowly, his pelvis hitting your ass. He lets out little groans as he speeds up and you tighten your thighs as much as you can, your knees knocking together.
“Fucking hell,” Eddie says.
The hands-on your hips are gripping tight, pulling you with him as he fucks his hips forward.
He stands a little straighter and the line of his cock slides along your slit making you moan and drop your head between your shoulders.
“Think you deserve it yet, sweetheart?” He asks.
The tip of his cock hits your clit and you feel a shiver run through you. “Please.” You whimper.
“What was that?”
You lift your head and look at his masked face in the mirror, “Please.” You say louder.
“So polite.”
He slaps a hand down against your ass and pulls out fully, straightening up to his full height. His foot toes between your calves and push you to stand your legs apart further.
His hand comes to your hair and grabs at it, using it to pull you upright. You feel the burn on your scalp and hit the hard line of his body as you stand up. His masked face hides into your neck just below your ear and you feel his cock trapped between your cheeks.
“Look at yourself.” He whispers.
Your eyes lock with yourself in the mirror and you take in your form.
As you watch yourself you feel his hand grab at his cock and he slides down your crack until he’s pushing at the entrance of your cunt.
His knees bend a little to get the angle and he drops his head against your shoulder to look down at his cock disappearing.
“Jesus.” He whispers to himself.
He fully pushes into you and your mouth drops open at the pressure and the slight burn of being opened up by his cock. He bottoms out and looks back up at you from over your shoulder.
You look at his masked face and nod slowly, silently begging for him to move.
He laughs a little and does short, small thrusts into you.
You drop your head back a bit on his shoulder, still looking at yourself in the mirror.
Your bra hangs around your midsection and your tits bounce slightly as his hips fuck into you a little harder. His hand not in your hair grips at your love handle and pulls you into him.
He pulls all the way out and pounds up into you, hitting you deep and making you yell out loud.
“Oh fuck!” You cry, eyes squeezing shut.
Eddie laughs again and his hand in your hair tugs a little. “Eyes open.” He instructs.
You open your eyes and instantly land on the jiggle of your body as he fucks his cock into your pussy hard and fast.
The hand on your hip inches around to your belly and splays over it, trailing down until he’s at the top of your slit near your clit. His thick finger slides between your slit and rubs over your wet nub. You sob out at the pleasure.
The heat in your core grows and you feel your orgasm creeping up on you.
The sound of skin hitting skin and the wet squelch of him fucking into your cunt echoes around the room. You hear his heavy breaths from behind his mask and look at him through the mirror.
“Where do you want my load, baby?” He asks.
You bite your lip and can barely get the words out as his fingers on your clit begin moving faster.
“My mouth.”
Eddie groans at your response. “Fuck yes.”
You feel your orgasm begin to spill over as he hits your cervix in time with the rubbing of your clit.
“Oh god, oh god.” You yell as your orgasm overcomes you and you squeeze around his cock.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” He plays with your clit a little more to milk your orgasm from you as he slows his thrusts to a stop.
Eddie pulls out of you as you catch your breath and you dazedly turn around and take a step to the side to drop to your knees in front of him.
You look up at him as he stares down at your masked face, the scary disguise only making your pussy flutter a little bit more.
He jacks himself off as you open your mouth and stick out your tongue.
“Fuck you’re a goddamn dream.” He says.
He fucks his fist faster and soon he lets out a muffled groan followed by a stream of hot come that hits your tongue and chin.
His head is still dropped down looking at you as he drops his cock and catches his breath.
You swallow the load that lands on your tongue and your hand comes up and your thumb scoops up the rest that landed on your chin before you suck it clean.
You stand up slowly and come face to face with the mask. You can only guess how fucked out your face looks right now. You reach up and grab at his mask and he lets you pull it off his head.
His hair flies up with it and sticks everywhere as you drop the mask to your vanity desk.
He’s smiling dazed as he looks down at you, his face flushed and sweaty.
“Hi.” He says.
You smile and lean up on your tippy toes, a hair away from his lips, “Hi.”
Eddie leans forward and presses a sweet to your lip before pushing his tongue against you to lick into your mouth and taste himself on your tongue.
“Mmmmmm.” He moans into you before he pulls away.
His hands are holding your face and pushing your hair back as he stares into your eyes.
“Happy Halloween.” He says.
You laugh through your nose and roll your eyes, “Happy Halloween.”
pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader
warnings: smut, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, cursing, dirty talk, praising
word count: 1.4k
summary: eddie is a talented guitar player, but you’re curious to know what else he can do with those fingers.
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“Should I play a little song for my favourite girl?” Eddie asked, smiling as he reached for his guitar on the wall. You nodded enthusiastically, always enthralled whenever he would play you some music.
You and Eddie had only been dating for a few weeks now after he asked you out. He had finally gathered the courage, given that he had a crush on you for a long time. God, the moment you said yes, Eddie was the happiest man on earth— and still is. That man is smitten with you no matter what you do.
Although the two of you were perfectly satisfied with the relationship and with each other, you hadn’t done anything intimate yet. Yes, you occasionally made out with your hands all over each other’s bodies, but that was about it. You opted to take it easy this time because of your previous relationship experiences. You wanted to savour every moment with each other, to really get to know each other without feeling compelled to rush with any sexual acts. Eddie was an amazing boyfriend; you couldn't wish for a better one. He encouraged you to take your time, and he said he'd be ready anytime you were, which was reassuring to hear.
“What song do you want me to play, sweetheart?” he questioned as he sat back down on his bed, his guitar propped on his thigh.
“You’re always letting me pick! I want it to be a surprise this time” he chuckled as he thought for a moment before he began to play. It was a slow song this time. But not a slow song that would lull you to sleep, no. This was the kind of slow song that made you want to rip each other clothes off while kissing passionately.
Your gaze was fully fixed on his gorgeous face as you sat in front of him. Eddie was so focused on playing the guitar, it caused his eyes to shut as he slowly became one with the music. He was so mesmerizing like this, a sight you could never get tired of. You were admiring his exquisite facial expressions until your gaze was drawn to his hands, playing the guitar. His long, delicate fingers, snapping each of the strings so skilfully as if it were the easiest thing in the world. You stared at them intensely as you licked your lips. His focused expression and skilled fingers, all in combination with the sensual song playing on his guitar, were enough to make you drool. But before you even could, he abruptly stopped his movements, snapping you back to reality.
“Why did you stop?” you asked, a puzzled expression on your face as he amusedly stared at you.
“I saw you staring at me”
“Well, yes, you’re very handsome Eddie” you explained, as if it were obvious.
“The funny thing is, my love, you weren’t staring at my face this time” He remarked as he sat back down on his bed after returning his guitar to the wall. You felt your cheeks heat up, as if you’d been caught.
“You’re curious, aren’t you?” he motioned for you to sit on his lap while looking at you with a mischievous smile.
“Curious?” you asked him with furrowed brows as you straddled his lap and rested your arms on his shoulders. He grabbed the back of your head and brought his lips to your ear, his hot breath giving you chills all over your body
“Curious to know what else I can do with them” he whispered into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. God, he was so right. You wanted his hands and fingers all over you. Even inside of you.
“Please, Eddie, show me” you pleaded before crashing your lips on his. You were hungry for him, aching for his touch. His hands travelled from your waist to your butt, squeezing it as he deepened into the kiss.
“Anything for you, my darling” he flipped you over as he was now hovering above you, his lips immediately attacking your neck and his hand sliding beneath your shirt. The cold touch of his metal rings made you wince for a moment, but you soon grew used to it. His hand gently massaged your boob while his other supported himself on the bed before his lips moved to yours, kissing you again.
“Are you sure about this?” he questioned as he looked you in the eyes. You nodded, feeling eager for him to continue.
“I need you to use your words, sweetheart” he instructed as he kissed your cheek, patiently waiting for your response.
“Eddie, I need you, please” you begged, causing him to snicker as his fingers crept slowly to your throbbing core, longing for his touch. He removed your skirt first, followed by your underwear, tossing it somewhere in his room. He took his rings off before hovering over you again, staring deep into your eyes while his fingers moved to your dripping core.
“Hmm so wet for me” he groaned before gathering some of the wetness and rubbing slow circles on your clit. Your eyes fluttered shut before he slid a finger inside while his thumb now massaged your clit. He inserted another finger inside you, stretching your walls as they curled up perfectly, hitting that one spot inside you. It felt so good, exceeding all your expectations. Seeing him play the guitar countless times, you could only imagine, but now, feeling those fingers inside you felt like heaven.
Your hand moved to his crotch, palming his already hard boner over his clothes as he grew more impatient. He stripped you of both your clothes, pausing for a moment to admire your beautiful naked body with a smirk on his face, nearly causing him to drool at the sight.
“Y/n, you are the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, you know that?“ you felt your cheeks heat up at his compliments as a shy smile appeared on your face.
He kissed you once more, eagerly this time, before he positioned himself at your entrance, teasing your folds as you grew more impatient with each passing second.
“Eddie, please!” you cried out, not able to wait any longer.
“I want to take my time with you, baby” he murmured before slowly easing himself into you, low groans leaving his mouth as your mouth gaped open at the sensation. It’s been so long ever since you’ve experienced this pleasure, feeling so full and your walls being massaged so perfectly. He felt huge inside of you, completely stretching you out.
“You’re taking me so well” Eddie praised, making it easier for you to relax as you wrapped your legs around his waist. His thrust became deeper, your nails scratching his back as you gasped.
“Fuck, you feel so good” he groaned before speeding up, causing you to moan his name loudly.
After a while you decided that you wanted to switch positions, as you didn't want him to do all the work, “Eddie? Can I be on top, p-please?” you stammered in between his brutal thrusts. He slowed down, his face softening into a gentle smile as he pulled out and lay down on the bed underneath you. You hovered over him and gently sank down on him, your hands steadying yourself on his chest. You slowly bounced up and down on him as his hands gripped your hips, guiding you.
“You’re doing so well sweetheart, just like that” he praised as you increased your speed, causing his eyes to flutter shut. He then wrapped his arms around your body and thrusted up into you as you fell forward. You kissed his neck and clenched around him while his grip around you tightened, both of you nearing your release. He increased his pace and one last powerful thrust was enough to send you over the edge, causing you to see stars as your nails dragged over his skin. Not much later he came as well, spilling himself inside you as he moaned your name, holding you tightly.
You slowly fell off and lay beside him, trying to recover your breath after having the best orgasm of your life. He got up and quickly helped you clean up after which he smothered you in kisses, making you giggle.
“Y/n, You. Are. So. Beautiful”
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He would just become wholly fucking obsessed with you too. Taking time out of workdays to have breakfast and lunch with you, checking on you multiple times a day. BRINGING YOU COFFEE FROM YOUR FAVORITE SHOP ugh. Literally so in love with this man it makes me SOB.
YES YES YES ALL THIS ++++ fucking you in his office during your breaks 🙄 he would be so caring and sweet but when he gets the chance he will pound into you and make you a moaning mess!! but of course, after that he will take you to your favorite restaurant for lunch like the gentleman he is 😌
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How they act when they want your attention
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Abe Sapien x OC!Reader
Heisenberg
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The slashers reacting to you complementing them
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Lady Slashers lifting up small s/o
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Carlos Oliveira
How they act when they want your attention
Their s/o wearing their clothes
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Their kinks
Smut Headcannons
Leon Kennedy
Matchup 1
Lestat
Slashers Movie Preferences
Louis
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I write reader insert fics. I prefer to write either Marvel or Supernatural characters. When I write reader insert fics I write vague descriptions of them. But for aesthetic purpose I will sometimes add-on some body modifications like; piercings, dyed hair, and tattoos. I will also write wlw fics, so look out for those. I also welcome constructive criticisms. So please let me know.
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