Early Morning

you and your body need nutrients. please make sure you are eating enough food and drinking enough water and getting enough sleep, you matter so much and i don’t want anything to happen to you

Congratulations sweets <3333

🖤 - praise and size kink with remus the night before a full moon. You don't have to do it if you don't want to!

I researched a bit for these headcannons, and I hope they've turned out alright 😏😏

Warnings: +18 only, minors dni, size kink, praise kink, fingering, rough sex.

Remus has a hard time controlling his most carnal instincts the night before the full moon.

You know that he's a werewolf, but it bothers you why he pushes you away the day before the full moon. You don't understand.

So one day, you confront him, and he's still hesitant, "It's hard for me the day before."

Insisting that you want to help him, that you want to be beside him, you finally persuade Remus and he says you can come over the next evening.

"But I want you to leave if you ever become uncomfortable."

Not understanding his concern, you nod anyway, happy to know that you'll be beside your boyfriend during his hard times.

Everything starts out perfectly normal, you were munching on some takeover, drinking some wine listening to some music Remus had put on.

But as time passes you notice Remus starting to become restless, constantly fidgeting and moving around the room, excusing himself to the bathroom far too many times.

"Are you okay?"

His eyes have something carnal in them, something feral, "I want you so bad, baby girl."

It's completely normal, you have a very active sex life so you don't think anything is out of place. You move towards him, and Remus flinches, holding his hands up.

"No, you don't understand, I won't be able to control myself."

And you can feel your body humming as a response, "Then don't."

All control that he had instantly evaporates, and in a flash, he's on top of you, pinning you against the sofa with his body, his hands roaming everywhere as he attacks your mouth.

You can't help the moan escape your lips when his large hands envelope yours and pull them above your head, holding them in place with one as the other starts ripping off your clothes.

"I love how you wriggle underneath me, so helpless and powerless."

He gropes you and bites you, creating marks all across your body, to let the world know who you belong to.

When he rubs his cock against your aching entrance, you whimper, begging him to push in.

"Please, I need you. You feel amazing when you're inside of me."

"Tell me how you feel," he growls, letting go of your hands and uses his long fingers to play with your clit. You've never seen him like this, so demanding, so feral.

"it feels like it's my first time whenever you fuck me. You're so big."

He pushes a finger in and you moan louder.

"Tell me more."

"You're so big Remus, you fill me up so much it hurts."

His finger is gone and before you can protest, he's pushing in, slowly easing himself into your entrance.

"I'm not even all the way in and look how you're whimpering. So small and tight."

He loves how tiny you are, how he can easily grab you, change positions, lift you without even breaking a sweat.

Every single time, he has held himself back when he enters your tight, wet cunt, but today he doesn't have an ounce of control left within him.

He loves to rip you open, watch you furrow your brows, trying to adjust to his length.

"That's it, take it like the good girl you are. You look so pretty with my cock buried deep in your cunt. So beautiful."

You're a sobbing mess when he starts fucking you with a pace you've never known he was capable of before.

He loves to see the outline of his hard cock through your stomach as he moves in and out of you.

"Such a good little girl," he grunts and you almost come by his words alone.

Remus fucks you mercilessly for hours until you both grow tired from the multiple orgasms you've both had. He falls asleep, and you decide you're never leaving him alone again the day before a full moon.

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Accidentally pregnancy

They had a fling and reader got pregnant and Draco did not want a child yet because he was close to the war and he couldn’t handle it

They broke it off and never spoke again and Draco just thinks about how his child might be with out a father and he feels horrible

A year after the war they run into each other and their child is one(it count a boy or girl)

Draco apologize and tells reader he wants to be in the her life and the child life but reader says he can only be in the child life because she doesn’t want her child to be without a father

Draco is in the child’s life and also tries to get reader to be with him by doing little stuff like coming to her home with breakfast for her and the child and flowers for her every morning

He does everything he can to get you with him until one time it finally works

Then smut of course

And fluffy ending

"Draco where are you going!? Aren't you even going to talk to me!? I just told you I am bloody pregnant!" Y/N screamed at the blond haired boy who tried his best to avoid her eyes feeling his inner fear and guilt consume him.

He was a Death Eater and unlike her, he knew that there is a war coming up, a war that will certainly put everyone's lives in jeopardy. Even being associated with him will put both her and the baby in more unnecessary danger as they would make perfect leverage for the "you know who" to use against Draco.

"Get out of my way Y/N! I won't repeat myself!" he growled and she felt herself flinch at his sudden harshness. She stepped aside but managed to tell him something before he left for good.

"You are a bloody coward Draco Malfoy! I hate you!!!" she screamed to him back before the door slammed closed and she fell to the ground crying her eyes out while holding onto her pregnant stomach.

Draco hated himself for so much already: failing his father, pushing Snape to kill Dumbledore, watching his school going up in flames as he stood aside, watching the dark lord torture and murder but most of all he hated himself for walking away that night. He thought that was for the best for all but a day doesn't pass that he doesn't think about Y/N and whether she kept his child.

Thinking about the two of them safely tucked in somewhere away from all the bloodshed he witnessed daily was the only thing that kept him surviving this long. He had to hope they were both safe and alive even if it meant he will never be part of their lives.

After the war passed, Draco tried his hardest to move on. He even tried going back to Hogwarts but just by being back in those hallways all he could think about was the time he spent with Y/N there which were the happiest he had ever been.

"I need to find her, mom" he said to Narcissa and she nodded reaching out to her contacts in the field of Herbology since Draco remembered her telling him plants were always part of her life and she can see herself as a herbologist in the future.

After a few weeks of searching high and low, Narcissa owled Draco with an address of the small apartment somewhere at the edge of the Diagon Alley.

He stood in front of her door for hours not having the courage to knock and look her in the eyes again. He didn't feel worthy to even be in her presence after becoming a monster she must by now despise.

He left the first night but the second one he came back and found the courage to knock. The door opened and there she stood in one of her old green Slytherin sweatshirts she use to always wear to his Quidditch matches and his heart melted at the sight. He's still madly in love with this woman.

"What are you doing here?" she asked not happy to see him like she used to be but he couldn't expect anything else.

"I just wanted to see how you are doing after the war and..." he started but the baby cries stopped him making him freeze at the though of that being his baby.

"Is that my child?" he said and she felt her heart ache as the memories of the last night they spent together came back making her angry enough to want to hurt him the same way he hurt her by leaving.

"No...I had a baby with someone else" she spoke looking at his face which changed as his eyes filled with tears and they fell down his cheeks.

"Oh..." was all he could mutter

"Are you crying Draco?" she asked but he shook his head since he was never the one to openly admit his feelings. He was too proud to show weakness even after everything that has happened.

She immediately regretted her lie and walked towards him drying his cheeks out of instinct before stepping backwards looking away.

"Don't cry...he is yours Draco..." she said and his face immediately lit up as he looked towards the direction of the cry.

"Can I see him?" he said and she couldn't in her heart deny him the chance to meet his child. She wasn't that cruel despite the anger the past memories brought back.

They walked to the living room which was decorated for Christmas looking towards the crib in the middle of the room and the crying child reaching his arms out for someone to take him.

Y/N grabbed the small boy in her arms and he immediately calmed down looking at her before his eyes rested on the Draco. He pointed his fingers towards the blond who just stood there in awe at the sight of you two together.

"What's his name?" he said looking at the beautiful little boy who was a mere image of Draco.

"Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy" she said and Draco's heart ached at the mention of his last name. He was such a fool to let the only woman he ever dared love go because of his stupid fear.

The boy still looked at Draco smiling a little when his hand mentioned that he wanted Draco to take him. Y/N felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of her son reaching towards his dad that smile immediately appeared on her face.

"That's dada Scorp, can you say dada?" she said and Draco smiled wide at the boy whose blue eyes resembled his own.

"Da.." Scorpius muttered and Draco's eyes filled with tears once again.

"You want to hold him?" she said and Draco looked at her worried but she gave him. reassuring smile giving him the little boy who snaked his little arms around his father's neck.

"da..da" the boy said and they looked at each other before she moved her gaze not wanting to let herself fall for a man who hurt her so much.

"I want to be in your life,Y/N...both of your lives...I never stopped caring about you...I never stopped loving you and hoping that both of you are safe...I was scared and a coward like you said that night...I made many mistakes since then but I am asking you for a second chance?" he said and she felt her heart beat faster at his soft words but she will be damned if she lets herself het hurt again. She can't go through that hell again especially not now that Scorp needs her to be strong.

"He is your son Draco, and you should be in his life...but you and I are a losing game and we can stay civil but nothing more..." she said not looking at his eyes knowing those were her weakness.

Draco felt sad but he needed to respect her decision. He was thankful that she didn't want to take his son away from him after all the pain he caused her but there is still a hope buried deep inside his heart that he can get her back if he shows her that he is serious with his words.

For the next few weeks Draco came over every single day like clock work whenever they made plans. Sometimes it would be in the morning for a breakfast before Y/N went to work and other times it was at the evenings when she came back. They would spend their time playing with Scorpius together or watching movies to the outside world appearing like the happiest little family.

Y/N still had her guard up around Draco however trying her hardest not to blush when he would bring her flowers or when he placed blanket on her while they watched movies. She was determined to keep her word but having him around so much made her heart ache for more of him.

She even found herself crying when he leaves and she goes back to her cold bed alone thinking what her life would be like if the bloody war never happened.

"Y/N are you ready?" Draco called with a little Scorpius in his arm giggling at eating apple slices. Like father like son!

"Almost! Let me just grab my coat and I will be right out!" she said and they walked out getting inside the car that drove them to the Malfoy Manor.

Draco asked if she would like to visit his parents who desperately wanted to meet their grandson and she agreed although she didn't know how to feel about being there with them knowing that her and Draco are nothing more than friends.

When they walked inside Narcissa rushed to greet them looking's straight to the little blond haired boy in Draco's hands.

"This is your grandma Scorp" Draco said as the boy looked at the pale woman giving her an innocent smile while continuing to eat his apples.

"He is beautiful Draco" Narcissa said kissing the boys head when Lucius came behind his eyes filling with tears.Y/N never imagined the famous Lucius Malfoy to cry in front of her like he did but seeing that little boy just broke something inside the man.

To everyone's surprise Scorpius reached his arms towards Lucius wanting the man to take him which he gladly did twirling him around as the boy laughed.

"Same trick as Draco I see" Lucius said and Y/N smiled looking at Draco who believe it or not was blushing a little.

"Y/N darling, I'm sorry we haven't properly welcomed you. It's just the boy really takes all the show when he shows up" Narcissa giggled and Y/N joined her as they all walked to the living room.

The day spent at the Manor was amazing with Scorpius running around the house making mischief like he knew he had everyone there wrapped around his little finger.

After finishing dinner, Y/N went to find Scorpius so they could go back home noticing that Draco was gone as well. She asked Narcissa if she saw the two boys and she pointed towards Draco's old bedroom.

Y/N was nervous to go back in there thinking back to the times she spent at the manor while dating the blond throughout their years at Hogwarts. She opened the door seeing Draco laying on the floor with Scorpius on top of him as they watched some muggle cartoon about cars. Her heart melted at the sight and her biggest wish was that she could snuggle in with the two of them finally feeling at peace.

"It's time to go home Scorp" she said and they turned around looking up at her. The boy's face instantly changed as he flipped around hugging Draco tightly hiding his face in his father's neck.

"Dada!" he started to cry and you felt your heart break not knowing what else to say seeing Draco standing up looking at you while trying to calm down the boy in his arms.

"Daddy will come tomorrow buddy, and we can finish the episode I promise...you need to go with mommy to get some sleep so you can grow big like daddy, alright?" he spoke as Y/N did everything in her power to hold back tears.

She thought not being part of Draco's life and remaining simply civil will make her family happy but this was hurting not only her but their son as well.

"Dada go!" Scorpius said now looking at her with those gorgeous innocent blue eyes filled with tears and she looked at Draco who had uncomfortable look on his face.

"Do you want to come with us Draco? I wouldn't mind and Scorpius would really like you to..." she said now unable to hold back the blush but still avoiding his eyes.

"Are you sure?" he said not believing her words but excited to heart them nevertheless. She just nodded and they all paced leaving the doors of the manor together. Narcissa and Lucius watched as they left hoping to see their son happy with his family in the future.

That night Draco put Scorpius to bed while Y/N showered and changed into her pajamas. She went to the living room where he sat watching one of the quidditch games on TV in his pajama pants and black t shirt. When he noticed her he sat up more waiting for her to say something.

"He is asleep so I can leave if you want..." he said but she shook her head sitting besides him on the couch.

"He tends to wake up during the night and always asks for you...I think if you left he might cry until I get you back here" she said and he smiled nodding his head.

"And besides...I want you to stay" she added seeing him look at her with big eyes. She smiled a little blushing more before moving closer and straddling his lap her arms going around his neck playing with the little blond hairs as he looked at her in shock.

"Y/N..." he groaned when she moved a little grinding on him his eyes starting at her plum lips as he wanted to kiss them desperately.

"You said you never stopped loving me Draco?" she whispered before kissing down his neck as his arms stroked his hips.

"Never..." he half moaned and she pulled away looking hi straight in the eyes.

"I never stopped loving you either....idiot!" she said smiling a little and he flipped them hovering above her small body kissing her lips passionately.

"Tell me to stop now or I won't be able to later...push me away if you don't want me and I will leave" he said breathing heavily when her hands ran through his blond locks. She pulled him by the hem of his t shirt and their lips collided again.

"I want you Draco..." she whispered and he smirked pulling off her clothes before carrying her to her bedroom finally re cleaning what belonged to him all these years.

"Thank you, my love..." he said and she kissed his chest nuzzling her naked body closer to his with a big smile.

"Thank you for coming back, darling..." she said closing her eyes finally able to peacefully get some well deserved rest.

The next morning Scorpius woke them u early to have breakfast and they giddy sat in the kitchen all together with intoxicating smiles not their faces.

"Scorp how would you like dada to stay forever?" Y/N said to the little boy who looked at Draco who smiled and nodded his head.

"Dada stay!" Scorpius cheered hugging both of you as you all laughed finally reunited ready to finally start living your life together...

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 | 𝐫.𝐥

word count: 1.8k

summary: after seeing you clad in his sweater, remus’ size kink starts to kick in, leading to a rather eventful afternoon

warnings: size kink, daddy kink, dom/sub roles, use of the nickname bunny, fingering, degradation, face slapping (only if you squint,) slight overstim, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), belly bulge,

a/n: i’m so tired so i’m so sorry for any mistakes or typos, also this wasn’t intended to be a short!reader, remus is canonically very tall so you could also be tall and still be smaller than him

what was supposed to be an innocent study date with your boyfriend in his dorm, was escalating to much more. as soon as you walked in the room and he noticed you were wearing his sweater, something ignited in him, and his plans were quickly changed.

he was much taller than you, so his clothes inevitably engulfed you; the sweater you were wearing drooped almost fully down to your thighs; it drove him wild.

the way you were much smaller than him was one of his biggest turn ons; his mind went back to all of the nights you’ve spent together, letting him manhandle you or watching as he was able to leave a stomach bulge with his cock.

“look so cute wearing my sweater, bunny” he says softly, rubbing his up and down your thigh. even at the slightest bit of praise, your cheeks flush and you already feel yourself starting to slowly slip into your submissive headspace. “wore it for you daddy” you purr, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck.

“yeah? just for me?” he asks condescendingly, and you only nod in response. “words y/n” he chastises sternly. “you know how you’re supposed to respond to me, bunny. don’t act bratty” he scowls.

“y-yes, wore it just for you” you whimper, looking at him with big doe eyes, worried that you’ve just upset him. “m’sorry daddy, m’ your good girl, promise” you assure, twiddling with your fingers.

“yeah? you’re still my good girl? can you prove it, show daddy how much of a good girl you can be?” he asks softly. you nod your head eagerly and he laughs.

he gets up off the bed and hooks his hands under your thighs, pulling you toward the edge of the bed to where only your legs are hanging off. as he begins to strip himself of his clothing, you sit up and start to take off your his sweater off, but he’s quick to stop you.

“leave it on” he orders, “wanna fuck my precious little bunny in it.” you blush at his lewd words, doing as he says and keeping it on but unzipping your skirt, taking it off and tossing it onto the floor. you wait for him to finish undressing, an impatient whine emitting from your mouth as you feel yourself growing needier and needier.

“want your cock, daddy” you whimper once he’s finally stripped down to only his boxers. “i know but you gotta be patient, bun” he coos, tapping your hip, signaling for you to lift your hips up so that he’s able to drag your panties down your legs, and you obey.

“gotta get you ready for my cock” he says, dragging your panties all the way down to your ankles before discarding them to the floor. “needa get you all nice and stretched out first” he says, spreading your legs, putting your cunt on display; it’s glistening with your own juices, the sight making a small groan leave his lips.

“already so wet f’me and we haven’t even started” he taunts, slowly dragging two of his fingertips up your folds, feeling your slick. bucking your hips, looking for more friction, you attempt to grind against his fingers. “such a needy little slut, aren’t you?” he tuts.

“y-yes, m’your needy little sl—“ you cut yourself off with a gasp as you feel him push one finger inside of you, then another, before he starts pumping them in and out. “f-fuck, daddy” you cry as your e/c eyes roll back.

remus has tried teaching you how to get off with your own fingers before, but you realized it’s not nearly as pleasurable as whenever he does it. his fingers were much bigger and longer than yours, reaching spots inside of you that you’d never be able to find on your own.

“yeah? bet it feels much better than your little fingers in there, hm?” he says, speeding up his pace. “much b-better, daddy” you mewl breathily. “i bet” he coos, a patronizing type of tone lacing his voice. “can feel you clenching around them, bun. you like daddy’s big fingers, don’t you?” he taunts. “y-yes, l-love them.”

he begins scissoring his fingers inside of you as he moves his thumb to your bundle of nerves, rubbing figure eights to heighten your pleasure even more.

“fuck” you mewl, back arching up from the mattress. “watch your mouth, bunny” he warns, swatting your cheek with his free hand. “m’sorry, d-daddy, just felt s-so good” you blubber between pants and breathy moans. “s’not an excuse” he scolds. “now be good.”

he starts to pick up the pace, now knuckles deep, and your hand grips onto his wrist as he continues his assault on your pussy, curling his fingers so that they prod at your g-spot mercilessly and repeatedly.

“daddy, f-feels so g-good” you whine, body starting to quiver. “i know, can feel you clenching around my fingers, love” he says, knowing that you’re close to the brink of your orgasm. “keep taking them, baby.”

“c-can’t!” you cry. “m’so close, g-gonna cum soon!” “yes you can, just hold on a little bit longer” he coos, just wanting to watch you squirm, to see how long he can drag this out.

the fact that he’s speeding up his pace on your clit is not helping, and you’re wondering if you’re going to cum without his permission, not sure if you can hold it much longer.

“p-please! please daddy!” you cry, hands clutching onto the bedsheets. “please what?” he taunts with a smirk. “p-please l-let me cum, let me c-cum for you.”

and finally, he gives in.

“alright, give it to me, bunny. cum for daddy, bun.”

just seconds later, a wave of euphoria washes over you. you’ve reached your orgasm and the coil feeling in your stomach has snapped, you just came all over his fingers, leaving them coated in your juices, a mixture of your slick and cum.

after slowly pulling them out, he brings them up to your lips. “suck” he orders, pushing his fingers past them, making you taste yourself. “good girl, baby he praises, admiring your content expression, your eyes closed as you suck on his fingers. then after a few more seconds he pulls them out, making you whine.

“don’t act bratty, you were the one who wanted my cock and now you’re getting it” he chastises through gritted teeth as he pulls down his boxers, freeing his painfully erect cock. “besides you said you wanted to show me how you’re a good girl, hm?” he patronizes, reflecting back onto the conversation you had earlier.

“now, are you gonna take my cock like a good little whore?” he asks, tapping the swollen head against your clit, the sensitivity from your previous orgasm making you squirm. “yes daddy” you respond softly.

he pushes the sweater up to your mid stomach as he languidly stokes his cock, lining himself up with your entrance before slowly pushing himself in, and after giving you a moment to adjust he begins his thrusts.

remus was big, there was no doubt about that, and he always took a second to get used to. even though you’ve been together for a good amount of time, the initial stretch still makes you gasp.

“s-sensitive, daddy” you whimper, still recovering from your previous orgasm. “i know, but you can handle it, baby” he encourages. “be a good girl, remember?”

“such a tight little pussy, bun” he grunts. “s-so big, daddy” you whimper, feeling yourself clench around him at his words, indulging in the way he completely stretches you out. “yeah? such a big cock for such a small little pussy, hm? s’like you were made for me.”

“m-made for you” you echo, your head lolling to the side as you watch the brunette boy above you, little gasps leaving your lips everytime you feel him reach an even deeper spot inside of you—if even possible.

“feel you in my t-tummy” you gasp, eyes fluttering shut as you grip onto his biceps, pulling him closer. he glances down at your stomach, watching in awe as the imprint of his cock bulges your skin with each thrust. “fuck” he groans at the sight, placing a hand over the bulged skin, feeling himself go in and out of you.

“s’in my tummy, daddy” you breathe, your eyes rolling back while you grip onto his biceps. “i know, baby, look” he coos, placing his hand over the bulged skin, feeling his cock go in and out of you with every thrust. “look at how deep i’m fucking you, bunny.”

you glance down to where you two are connected, and then to your stomach, watching as the imprint of his cock presses against your abdomen, bulging the skin, before locking eyes with him again.

remus could have sworn that the sight below him was one of the most beautiful he’s ever seen: his girlfriend splayed on the bed below, mouth agape with her brows slightly furrowed, her flushed cheeks and messy hair, the look in her eyes as he fucked her into oblivion. it was the most perfect sight.

“s-so deep, daddy” you mumble, head falling back onto the mattress as you feel yourself about to reach your climax, your legs beginning to shake. moving his thumb to your clit, he starts rubbing circles, trying to bring you to your second orgasm of the night as he feels his starting to approach too, every noise that leaves your lips bringing him closer and closer.

“i know, love” he coos, a loud groan leaving his mouth shortly after as he feels you clench around him, much tighter than you have before, signaling that you’re close, so he speeds up his circles on your clit, making a breathy moan escape from your lips.

“g-getting close, close daddy” you babble, looking up at him with wide eyes. you’re already sensitive from your previous orgasm, so you’re trying hard not to cum, knowing that you’re not allowed unless you have permission.

“i know, baby” he pants, thrusts beginning to get sloppier. “you’ve been such a good girl for me” he murmurs.

you pull him closer by his shoulders and he rests his face into the crook of your neck, the feeling his hot breath fanning against your neck making you shiver.

“g-gonna cum” you whimper. “gonna cum, p-please let m-me cum for daddy.” he moans, your pleads and whimpers making his cock twitch, letting you know that he’s about to finish too. “cum, make a mess all over my cock baby” he breathes. “cum all over my cock” he says, giving you permission to finish.

a sting of curse words and his name leave your mouth like a mantra, back arching up from the mattress as you reach your orgasm, a bright flash of white light clouding your vision as you cum, remus following shortly after, filling you up with his seed.

after taking a few minutes for both of you to catch your breath, he slowly pulls out of you. “what do you think? maybe i should wear your clothes more often” you tease, making him chuckle. “i wouldn’t mind” he admits. “round 2?” “round 2” you say in agreement.

Will: um I've noticed you've been avoiding me recently-

Mike:

this is the best representation of internalised homophobia we ever got in media you can't change my mind

“Nydia, the Blind Flower Girl of Pompeii” | 1859 | carved by Randolph Rogers 🌬

“i want to hear you say it” | e.m.

✿ pairing: eddie munson + fem! reader

✿ universe: Stranger Things

✿ word count: 1.5k

✿ summary: eddie hears reader call him a mean name and things get angsty and smutty real quick.

✿ content warnings: unprotected sex, bullying, VERY light degradation kink, breeding kink, mention of drugs

✿ author note: let me know if y’all like this and want more eddie smut! also, requests are open and the link can be found in my bio !! thanks <33

***

it was a close call. yesterday, after school, i was sure nobody saw me get in eddie’s van but low and behold, some little freshman with curly hair did and told steve harrington who told robin buckley who told the entire marching band who told jason and his cronies in retaliation from their bullying. it was a disaster. i had my head down and i was unloading things into my bag from my locker. i heard footsteps and suddenly, my locker slammed shut.

“i heard you were hanging out with eddie munson.”

“what? no. of course not. why would you even think that?”

my face was turning red and it boiled as jason said the worst thing he could have possibly said,

“well. here he comes. let’s just ask him?”

i turned around to see him. he looked confused, and slightly annoyed to see jason with me.

“hey, munson. heard you were messing with (y/n) here. is that true?”

he looked at me and saw my eyes pleading for him to lie. this visibly saddened him.

“who? (y/n)? i’ve never even talked to her. is she interested in joining hellfire?”

jason laughed.

“well are you?” he looked at me

in the haze of the decision, i let it slip.

“no. i would never. get away from me, freak.”

i regretted it as soon as it came out of my mouth and i had to run away. eddie’s face was stuck— in a weird mix of anger and hurt. jason was laughing and i just ran. i ran into the bathroom stall and cried. i heard vomiting in the stall next to me and i wiped my eyes and left. i saw a stressed out freshman with ginger hair and wondered if everyone was having just as bad a day as i was.

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the bell rang and i sprinted. i was too late, though— eddie’s van was already speeding down the street.i was sure he was listening to ozzy and i wondered what he looked like at that very moment. i just decided i didn’t care anymore. so i drug my body into my car and drove the familiar, forbidden path to eddie’s trailer. the van was already parked and he was inside when i got there. i knocked on the door and he opened it.

“get away from me, freak.”

he had obviously been crying and it tore my heart apart.

“eddie. please. i didn’t mean it.”

“you said it.”

“eddie just no—“

the door started to shut.

“please let me come in. we need to talk about it.”

“why should i?”

“because i love you.”

“you love me? freak eddie munson? why even would you?”

he retreated into the trailer and i followed him. several things were scattered and broken on the floor and i wondered how badly this must have hurt him. i grabbed his arm and shouted

“please! let me prove it to you!”

he turned around now and something about his disposition had changed. before i knew it, he had me against the wall of his trailer. both of my hands were held above my head with just one of his and his other hand had my jaw forcing me to look at him.

“i want to hear you say it.” he whispered into my ear

“say… what?”

“tell me how much of a freak i am, sweetheart.”

he had his left hand inched up my skirt and he was pulling down my underwear

“y-you’re not.”

with little warning or preparation, he forced two of his fingers inside of me.

“oh, but i am. you know that and you like it, don’t you?”

he started at a ruthless and brutal pace. i began a long, string of moans that would continue until he let up. he kissed me, then. my fears started to dissipate and i knew if i could just give myself to him, he’d know the truth.

“let’s see how loud this freak can make you scream, hmm sweetheart?”

i wasn’t going to last long. his long, thick fingers were covered in rings that were groping my right breast and thrusting in and out of my pussy. his lips were marking little shapes on my neck. the occasional bite of my bottom lip only furthered it. i already felt my first orgasm approaching.

“oh, oh, eddie. i’m-i’m going to—“

“oh sweetheart, you’re going to cum so soon? how pathetic— you can’t even last for me.”

i was cumming within a matter of seconds and he never stopped, if anything he went harder. eventually, he pulled out of me and stuck his fingers in his mouth. he let out a low, groan at the taste.

“mmm. so fucking sweet. go get on my bed, sweetheart.”

he released his grip on my arms that were still above my head and i almost fell over.

“my sweet baby. so fucked out, you can’t even stand up straight. and to think, i haven’t even had my way with you yet.”

he held me and guided me into his bedroom. at this point, it was almost frightening to think about the amount of things i would let him do to me. i felt purely and utterly like i belonged to him. he laid me down on the bed with my face up and back lying on the mattress. he brought my knees up so they were bent and spread them. he situated himself between my thighs and kissed the side of my knees. i felt his kisses trail nearer and nearer to my heat. i began to get goosebumps at the anticipation and he began to gently massage my hips. it was moments like this that reminded me how soft and loving he was. to constrast my thoughts, he jumped straight into sucking my clit. taking breaks only to run his tongue through my folds and gather all the juices. he mumbled against my pussy,

“you’re fucking ecstasy, baby.”

i had my hands in his hair, grinding on his face. he ate me like it was his favorite hobby. the moans started increasing in volume and i could feel his smirk. to add on, he began toying with my clit. once again, i was beginning to collapse.

“that’s it, baby. hawkins high freak can get you like this? what does that make you?”

i was writhing underneath him, about to lose it.

“i asked you a question, sweetheart.”

“yours! it makes me yours!”

i screamed it out, exasperated before cumming on his face. i was panting, hands tangled in his curls and thighs dripping. eddie, on the other hand, came back up to me with the biggest toothiest smile and a glistening chin covered in proof of our exchange. he kissed me and allowed a bit more softness to shine through.

“are you up for one more, sweetie? we can stop if you’re tired.”

“not until you’re 100% satisfied. after all, this was supposed to be me making it up to you.”

and then in an instant, it was gone. his face went hard.

“so take it.”

he pushed inside of me all at once. he was big, in width and length. heat welled up in my eyes and i balled my fists. he, somehow, fucked me harder than he had with his fingers.

“so, so tight.” he would moan

eddie was always a mess when he started fucking me— saying a slew of curses and losing himself in me. as he thrusted, his curls brushed against my face and i leaned up to kiss him. i thought it wouldn’t be possible for me to cum again, but with his body rocking in and out me and his eyes seal shut, i knew i would.

“it’s so hard to last in you, sweetie. you’re so good for me.”

he used his hand to brush the sweat off my forehead and hair out of my face while i was once again, cumming on him.

“eddie. eddie, please cum in me.”

“oh, really, sweetie? want me to cum in you and get you pregnant. then everyone will know why you’ve been getting in my van.”

the thought of this and the sight of my begging sent him over the edge. it took him only three hard and slow thrusts to be cumming himself. he lay on top of me for a moment to collect his breath. he showered my face and the purple marks on my body with kisses before pulling out and crashing next to me on the bed. i lay my head on his chest and felt the warmth of our naked bodies welded together.

“(y/n)… i love you with every fiber of my being and i’d do anything for you. if you dont feel the same way, just tell me. but i want you to know that i will love you forever, and not just til we graduate or until we get ugly and old. it will be always.”

“i’m going to tell everyone, eddie. tell them that i love freak eddie munson with my entire heart and we’re getting married and having babies.”

Sex on Fire | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Synopsis - After watching Eddie hotwire a stolen vehicle, you find yourself desperate for him. Impending doom be damned.

A/N - This scene makes me feral, so of course I had to write about it. ALSO, this is not canon because in this version, everyone makes it. Credit to whoever made the gif!! Enjoy this filth<3

CW - 18+ content (minors go away), dirty talk, language, oral (m + f receiving), spitting, reader is obsessed with eddies hands, orgasms, fluff, established relationship

Word Count - 2.1k

“And you

Your sex is on fire

Consumed with what’s just transpired”

Sex on fire - Kings of Leon

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You hadn’t meant for it to happen. Honest.

You’d just snuck into someone else’s vehicle, on the way to acquire a mass amount of weapons for an impending fight against a supernatural villain and yet, you were frozen in place, nursing a throb between your legs as you stared at Eddie.

He was sitting in the driver’s seat of the RV, the picture of confidence as he expertly hot wired the engine.

It was absolutely absurd to be turned on at a time like this, when danger was coming, but you couldn’t find it in you to be ashamed. Not when your boyfriend looked the way he did.

His movements were quick; nimble, ringed fingers grasping at wires, fumbling as he picked up the rusty pair of pliers. Finally, as he struggled with multitasking, he placed the tool between his teeth and shit, you were practically vibrating as you watched.

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