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2 things:

yes, please go nsfw on the ring thought

can i be 💍 anon?

yes you can!! welcome baby and what are your pronouns? <3

here are some nsfw hcs about eddie’s rings 👀

so imagine heavily making out with Eddie, his hands slowly going under your shirt, feeling the cold touch of his metal rings on your skin giving you goosebumps, which causes you to wince for a moment as you need to adjust to the cold feeling oh and he loves seeing you wince like that, the little shit

or him fingering you as deep as he can, while you feel the cold metal on your core which adds even more to the pleasure you’re feeling. his warm hands all over your body and fingers deep inside you while simultaneously feeling his cold rings on you makes you feel so good every time, and he knows it all too well

and during sex, when he’s on top of you, feeling his hot breath on your neck and ear while his hand creeps from your stomach, to your boobs and slowly to your neck. you aren’t sure what to even focus on at this point, the pleasure of him thrusting so deep inside of you, hitting that one spot or the familiar feeling of his cold rings all over your body, which still makes you wince every time. his hand wraps around your neck, making you see stars as he whispers “holy shit, you look so beautiful like this” into your ear with a deep voice… 😮‍💨

A Work Of Art

Kinktober 2022 - Day 28

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader

Kink: Thigh Fucking

Words: 1.1k

Summary: Eddie loves every part of your body especially your thighs.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (thigh fucking, grinding, p rubs against v, unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, riding), soft!Eddie, fluff

a/n: Here is Day 28! I’m doing my best to catch up! Anyways I hope you enjoy!

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Pretty Tears

Kinktober 2022 - Day 22

Pairing: Rockstar!Soft!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Kink: Dacryphilia (Crying Kink)

Words: 1.0k

Summary: Eddie always gets hot and bothered after smoking and he decides to love on you all night. 

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, overstimulation, rough sex, dacryphilia, multiple orgasms, creampie), fluff, soft!Eddie, mentions of drug use

a/n: I hope you enjoy this fic! I love writing sweet fluffy fics and I can’t help it! 

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He’s a Perv but He’s Hot

Kinktober 2022: Day 7

Pairing: Perv!Eddie Munson x Bestfriend!Fem!Reader

Kink: Panty Kink 

Words: 2.1k

Summary: Eddie walked in on you changing and now he can’t get you out of his mind, and he thought he was a perv for thinking about you like that but little did he know that you liked him as well. 

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (sixty-nine sex position, oral sex (m!receiving and f!receiving), vaginal fingering, slight!nipple play, panty kink, Eddie being a perv (obviously)), fluff, Eddie and reader being dorks 

a/n: Sorry for not posting this on time! I was at a wedding for my cousin but I will do my best to make up what I didn’t post. I hope you enjoy this!

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Unforgiving

Kinktober 2022 - Day 5

Pairing: Ghostface!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Kink: Knife Play

Words: 1.06k

Summary: Eddie breaks into your house thinking you were an easy target but you put up a fight and get his mask off and well you saw his face, he can’t let you go now. 

Warnings: explicit language, descriptions of violence, explicit sexual content (dub-con, slight bondage, knife kink, unprotected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, teasing, squirting, slight degrading, overstimulation, creampie, rough sex), Eddie being pervy, slight blood, Reader being a badass

a/n: Here is Day 5! I hope you enjoy! Also writing dark fics are not my speciality but I hope I did good!

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Marking Her Territory

Kinktober 2022 - Day 2

Paring: Eddie Munson x Slight!Possessive!Fem!Reader 

Kink: Biting/Marking

Words: 1.3k

Summary: A group of girls hit on Eddie while on vacation and you get possessive of your metalhead boyfriend. 

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (marking, hickies, hangjobs, reference to future sex), switch!Eddie, switch!Reader, possessive behavior on both sides 

a/n: This is Day 2 of Kinktober 2022! I hope I wrote him well! I hope you enjoy!

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Let’s Play

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: You and Eddie love to make each other, seeing how far the other will go until they can’t take it anymore.

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), semi toxic relationship, exhibitionism kink, teasing, begging, oral (m and f receiving,) ball play, rimming (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), choking, spanking, slapping, breeding kink, squirting, overstimulation, unprotected sex, creampie

WC: 4.8K

(this will probably be my last fic for a while! i hope you enjoy!)

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You looked in the rear view mirror one last time before taking a breath and stepping out of your car. 

Corroded Coffin was playing a show (if you could call a small crowd of local drunks and cougars a show), and while you were still mad over the stupid argument you had with Eddie earlier in the day, you still wanted to show up and support him. 

You walked into the bar, a small group of patrons scattered around it. Your eyes scanned the bar looking for your boyfriend and of course, he was talking up some women with big tits. You knew exactly where tonight was headed just by looking at him. This is the game he really wanted to play? You were here to be nice, but seeing him talking to the bartenders had smoke blowing out your ears. 

Eddie saw you by the front door and immediately pushed the girls aside, striding over to you. “I’m glad you came, sweetheart.” His smile was big and bright, but he had that mischievous look in his eyes. 

“Oh, are you?” You pushed your sunglasses to rest on your head, your arms coming to cross against your chest. 

You made sure to wear Eddie’s favorite outfits. It always left him drooling after you, staring at you like a starved man. Two can play this game, it was all about who would break first. 

It wouldn’t be the first time this has happened. You and Eddie always did this, fought, had mind blowing make up sex, and did it all over again. It was a never ending cycle. The two of you loved each other, were in love with each other, but that didn’t stop the fights you had. 

You heard it before, from your friends and family, that you fought this way to keep each other close, to have that spark always lit. No matter how many fights or nights where you almost went to bed angry, the spark was always there, always fully lit between the two of you. The two of you just couldn’t resist each other

“You gonna do this,” he looked around the bar, showing how now wasn’t the time to bring any of this up, “now?” 

Your eyes rolled at him being a tad bit over dramatic. He was acting all innocent, but that glint in his eyes told another story.

You placed a freshly manicured hand on Eddie’s hard chest, feeling his heartbeat under it. It sped up when you touched him, sending shockwaves throughout his body, and all the blood straight to his cock.

“I see that look, Eddie.” You stood up on your tippy toes, your lipstick stained lips pressed against his ear. “You wanna play just as much as I do.”

Eddie had to bite back a groan. Feeling you this close to him, touching him, always sent him into a daze. You had this hold over him, and he didn’t want you to let go.

He tried to compose himself, cleaning his throat. “Maybe I do,” he pulled your body flush against his, his arms snaking around your waist. “You better watch yourself tonight, sweetheart.”

You pulled away from him, slowly walking backwards to the bar. “It’s you who should watch yourself.” You winked at him, licking your lips. “I always win.”

Soon enough, Eddie and the band took the stage. They looked comfortable up there, and as they should. Corroded Coffin have been playing at The Hideout for years, always hoping for the day that some huge record label person would walk in and sign them. 

The bass quickly slithered its way into your body, making your heart beat out of your chest. It felt like you were vibrating, but you loved it. 

Many songs were played as Eddie kept flirting with the cougars by the stage. Getting on his knees in front of them, slowly licking his lips, practically humping the mic stand. He did all this knowing that you were watching, hoping the jealousy was bubbling up inside you. 

You couldn’t deny the need you had for him as you watched him, though. He was sweaty, beads dripping from his hair to his forehead. The bulge in his tight fitted pants was big enough for you to see where you stood, and the winks he kept sending your way had you weak in the knees. He was making it hard to focus, to breathe. 

You two had the other wrapped around your fingers. 

The set ended and just as Eddie jumped down, you turned your back to him. You were putting on a front and flirting with the bartender that had been making your drinks. Batting your eyelashes, letting your fingers linger over his when he handed you your drink. You even let out a few giggles, tossing your head back. You made sure that you were being loud enough for Eddie to hear. 

And Eddie definitely heard, he walked up to you and pressed his sweaty chest into your back. You could feel the heat radiating off of him, but you weren’t sure if it was from just playing his heart out or the sight of you flirting with some stupid bartender.

Eddie didn’t say anything to you as he stood behind you, he just grabbed your ass and walked away. He had something up his sleeve, you knew it. 

You watched him go over to a girl who was leaning up against the wall, smoking. Even though you couldn’t hear what was being said, you know he was asking to bum a cigarette. Eddie was always losing his somewhere. 

What took you by surprise was when the girl popped it into his mouth, slowly running her fingers down his neck and chest. 

Your fists balled at your sides as your eyes shot daggers at them. 

The girl leaned forward, her forehead almost touching Eddie’s. She was smiling in his face and you swear you heard her ask, “do you have one brand of cigarettes you love… or are you open to other options?” Her hand went lower, almost reaching the top of his belt.

You couldn’t take it any fucking longer.

She popped open her lighter and went to light the cigarette dangling from Eddie’s lips. 

Seeing red, you pulled him away, straight to the bar's nasty bathroom. At this point, you didn’t care where the two of you fucked, you just wanted him.

Eddie lost it the second you pushed the door close, pulling your body closer to his, and grabbing you by the back of the neck. “Who’s the winner now?” 

You rolled your eyes, already working on undoing his belt. “You’re joking right? She was almost kissing you!” Your voice was raised, sure to be heard over the music playing outside the bathroom. 

Eddie chuckled darkly, his grip getting tighter on you. “How about we talk about all that giggling you were doing with the bartender?” He leaned down and caught you in a feverish kiss, his teeth biting down in your bottom lip, and making you gasp. “Fucking pathetic to see you throw yourself at him like that.”

“Oh, so drunk girls can throw themselves at you all the time but the second I talk to some cute guy you have to act like this?” Your hands dropped from his belt and came up to rest confidently on your hips. 

“Cute?” Eddie cocks his head to the side, his teeth gritting, and his jaw clenched. “You wanna find another choice of words?”

“No, I don't.”

“You’re really digging yourself a hole?” He walks you backwards, pinning you between him and the wall, your back hitting the tiled, cold wall with a slight thud. “Are you really sure you want to go down this route?”

Deciding to push Eddie’s limits further, you shrugged. “What are you gonna do?” 

“Oh, sweetheart,” he ripped your shirt right down the middle, the ripping off the fabric echoing in your eyes. “I’m gonna make sure you know that you can’t have anyone but me.” 

He took you by surprise, the cold air surrounding your body and making your nipples immediately harden.

Eddie looked up at you. His big, brown eyes are filled not with innocence, but lust, jealousy, and need. 

You couldn’t deny how wet you were at this moment. Your thighs were sticky as you clenched them together, and your skin felt hot. All you wanted was Eddie, all you needed was him. 

“Please…” Eddie knew what you wanted by your tone of voice, but he was going to make you work for it. 

“On your knees, pretty girl.” He undid his belt quickly, letting it clank as he pulled down his jeans and boxers just under his ass.

His cock was already hard, leaking with precum, and his balls heavy with the need to be drained. 

Slowly, you dropped to your knees, your eyes still looking up at him. His cock right in front of your face, just waiting for you to put that mouth to good use. 

“Open,” you quickly obeyed, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue. 

Eddie grabbed the base of his cock and slapped the leaky tip against your tongue. The salty precum flooded your tastebuds and you closed your eyes to try and savor the flavor longer. 

You wrapped your lips around the tip, your tongue licking over the slit before taking more of him in your mouth. 

“Fuck- it’s always so easy to shut you up like this.” Eddie’s hand rested on the back of your neck, holding your head still so he could fuck his cock into your throat. “Just fucking take it.” 

You gagged and your eyes started to tear up, but that didn’t stop you from opening your mouth more. 

Eddie’s balls slapped wetly with each thrust of his hips against your chin, drool dripping down it. You were sure your throat was going to be raw after him fucking your face, but it was all worth it. “Doing such a good job for me, baby.”

You tried to speak, tried to thank him but your voice came out muffled. His cock was stuffed fully in your mouth. 

“Shhh, don’t try to talk.” Eddie ran a thumb over your cheek soothingly, wiping your tears away before gently slapping you. “Just let me fuck your pretty face.”

His hips thrusted, the tip of his cock nudging at your throat. Your lungs burned from lack of air, but you could stay on your knees for him forever. 

Your nose was pressed against the small thatch of curls at the base of Eddie’s cock, his balls wetly pressed against your chin. His cock throbbed in your mouth and against your tongue. You swallowed around his cock, gagging each time it hit the back of your throat.

Eddie wrapped a hand around your throat, feeling his cock bulge in it. He couldn’t help but groan, knowing you took all his cock in your mouth like the good girl you are.

“God damn it,” he pulled you away, your spit webbing between your lips and his cock. 

He didn’t stop there. Instead, he pulled your head closer to his balls, dragging them across your waiting lips. His cock was pressed against your face, precum smearing across your forehead. 

You did want you know he wanted, you opened your mouth and sucked the heavy sack in. Your tongue rolled against the velvety skin, your teeth nibbling here and there. 

“S-shit,” Eddie’s blunt nails dug into your skin, creating crescent moon shapes in their wake. 

You kept sucking, pulling on them. Having them in your mouth was enough to have your hips rolling against the air, looking for any type of friction against your clit. He knew what a slut you were for his balls. 

“Yeah? You like having my balls in your mouth?” He smirked down at you as you tried to nod your head with your mouth full of him. 

You grabbed his cock and moved your hand up and down in a twisting motion. More precum bubbled out of the slit and over your knuckles. Your spit and all the precum made it easy for your hand to move in swift motions.

While moving your hand up and down, squeezing at the tip, you gargled around his balls. Each lick and nibble making Eddie shake with pleasure.

“Shit-shit,” Eddie’s stomach muscles tightened and he was close to cumming. 

You could feel his cock twitch and throb in your hand, the precum dripping continuously down your knuckles.

As much as Eddie wanted to cum on your face right now, he couldn’t couldn’t let that happen yet. He had to cum in your pussy tonight. He wanted to fill you up until he had nothing left to give, breed you nice and full.

Eddie pulled his balls from your mouth and looked down at you. The sight of you on your knees, looking perfect, had him in awe. 

Your lipstick was smeared across your chin, eyeliner and mascara running down your cheeks with tears. You looked pretty like this. A pretty mess that he had made.

Eddie helped you stand up, and turned you around. His chest was pressed up against your back as his hands roamed over your body. “Let’s get you out of this pants.” 

His fingers made quick work, unbuttoning your jeans, and sliding his cold fingers inside your panties. “Who’s got you all wet? I know it isn’t that bartender.” 

“Y-you.” Your voice was quiet and shaky, his fingers barely brushing against your clit. 

“What was that? I didn’t hear you?” Oh, he heard you alright, he just wanted to hear you say it again. Eddie always wanted to hear how he was the only one who could get you soaked. No one else held such power over you.

“You, Eddie.” You wiggled your hips, his fingers pinching at your clit. “I’m wet for you.”

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Just as quickly as he slid his fingers into your panties, he slid them back out. 

Eddie helped you shimmy down your jeans and panties off in one go, pooling around your ankles before you stepped out of them.

His rough hands grabbed at your supple skin. Digging into the flesh of your ass, feeling your body mold into his hands. He had you just where he wanted you. 

“I don’t know whether to tease you,” he trailed a blunt fingernail up your back, goosebumps forming over your hot skin. “Or give you so many orgasms that you’re crying by the time I’m done with you.”

You shook your head rapidly, breath hitching each time he touched you. “Please don’t tease me, I can’t handle it.”

Eddie chuckled darkly in your ear, his teeth grazing against your earlobe. Every part of your body felt hot, the need for him almost becoming too much. “You think you have a say in this? You don’t, sweetheart. Remember, I won.”

“I make the rules,” his hand came down with a hard spank! across your ass cheek, causing you to let out a high pitched, breathy moan. The crack of his hand against your ass was loud enough to echo against the dirty walls. “You just sit there, look pretty, and take what I give you.”

Spank! Spank! Spank! His hand came down hard against your ass, over and over again. Your head was reeling, and you knew Eddie was enjoying it by all the chuckling he was doing. 

The stings of the initial spanks and Eddie's rings made you hiss in pain and pleasure. If you weren’t wet before, you’re certainly dripping now.

Eddie walked you until your stomach was pressed against the sink, trapping you in. Both of his hands grabbed your ass cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing you. 

God, you had the most perfect cunt. It was the prettiest color he had ever seen, was always so fucking wet, and it fit his cock perfectly. Each part of you, no matter the part, was made for him.

He groaned from behind you, licking his lips. “You’re fucking dripping.” His finger ran up the back of your thigh until it ghosted over your cunt, collecting some of your slick. 

You gripped the edge of the sink, trying to compose yourself. 

Eddie’s dark eyes looked at you through the mirror, smirking at you. He popped a finger in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, making sure it was nice and clean. “God, I can’t get enough of how you taste.”

Behind you, he got down on his knees. He placed a hand on your lower back, bending you over the sink. 

You let out a shocked moan the second you felt Eddie lick up from your sopping wet cunt all the way up to your puckered, pink hole. If this sink wasn’t made out of porcelain, it might have been broken with the tight grip you had on it. 

“Oh my fucking god.” Your eyes rolled in the back of your head just as Eddie wrapped his plump lips around your clit. “Yes- Eddie!” 

You reached a hand around and held into the back of his head, grinding your hips back against his exploring tongue. 

“Mmm, mhm.” He couldn’t say much, but Eddie was showing just how much he loved the taste of you. Letting his tongue dip into your cunt for a moment before licking up towards your ass, getting it all nice and wet with his spit. 

Eddie was slurping, licking, and sucking. He was doing everything he could with his skilled mouth and tongue to pull those pretty, pornographic moans that he loved so much coming from you.

Each moan sounded like an angel singing in his ears to him. If he could have your moans on repeat forever, he would.

The hand you had in Eddie’s hair pulled at his curls, his own moans sending vibrations through your body. “So good, Eddie, so fucking good!” 

It was hard to keep your balance and not fall straight to your knees. The pleasure was growing and you could feel your orgasm fast approaching, making your toes curl in your shoes.

Eddie knew you were close too, and he wanted to feel you cum all over his face. He pulled your pussy lips apart and suckled your clit back into his mouth, shaking his head side to side, letting his teeth barely graze it. 

Your clit throbbed in his mouth as your orgasm kept building and building until you finally let go. 

“I-I’m cumming!” You were afraid that Eddie would stop, edge you until you couldn’t take it anymore. But he let you cum, kept sucking at your clit like his life depended on it, making obscene slurping noises. 

You squeezed your eyes shut and slammed your hand on the sink as your orgasm ripped through your body. It was taking its time running through you, letting you feel every bit of pleasure it had to give. “Fuck, fuck!” 

It’s safe to say that no one could eat pussy like Eddie. He was a god at it. You knew it, he knew it, and so did all those girls that could hear you screaming in the bar.

Eddie pulled away just as you finished cumming, standing back up, and looking at you through the mirror. His lips were swollen, covered in the mess you had made on him, practically dripping in your cum. “You wanna taste?”

He didn’t wait for you to answer, just grabbed you, and forced your head to turn. His lips felt sticky, hot, and wet. His tongue danced around yours, both of you moaning into the kiss. You both lingered in the kiss for a moment, melting into each other. 

You pulled away, letting nothing but strings of salvia connect the two of you together. “Jesus Christ, Eddie.” Your breath was still labored from before, never fully catching it.

“I’m just getting started,” he grabbed the back of your thighs and sat you on the surprisingly sturdy sink. Your legs dangled above the floor and your ass barely hung off the sink. 

“You look so pretty all fucked out.” Eddie didn’t let you argue with him, shoving two of his thick fingers in your mouth. 

You bobbed your head up and down them, letting your tongue lick between them. Eddie and you held eye contact the whole time his fingers were in your mouth, you getting them all nice and wet. 

He kicked your legs apart and took his spit wet fingers from your mouth. 

“Eddie,” you bucked your hips into the air, already needing something touching you again. 

“Hmm?” He trailed his fingers up your thigh, licking his lips. “You want something?” 

“You know I do.” You grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand closer to your cunt. “Don’t do this to me, please.” 

“Look at you begging,” two fingers slowly slid into your cunt, your mouth falling agape. “What? nothing to say now?” 

Eddie held his fingers still, watching as you became greedy and fucked yourself against them. Your hips lifted off the sink a little each time you bucked your hips, trying to get Eddie to fuck you with his fingers. 

“Fucking move.” 

He grabbed you by the throat, squeezing it, and cutting off a small amount of your air supply. “Ask nicely and I’ll think about it.”

Your chest heaved as you tried to take in deep breaths, your heart starting to beat rapidly. “Shit- Eddie… please fuck me with your fingers, I need it.” 

Eddie smirked at you, resting his forehead against yours. “C’mon, that was nothing. I know you can do a lot better than that.”

“I’ll do whatever you want, please! You’re the only one who knows what I love, how to make me cum.” Your eyes welled, tears threatening to spill over. One orgasm wasn’t enough, your body craved more.

He curled his fingers inside your cunt, pumping them in and out. His eyes never left yours, watching as they filled with pleasure. “That’s a good fucking girl.” 

“Y-yes,” your breath came out hitched as his thumb started to toy with your clit. “I’m your good girl.” 

“Yeah?” His fingers fucked you harder, your body shaking each time he fucked them into you. “Just my good girl, right?” 

“Yes! Just- holy fucking shit!” 

Eddie caught you off guard, wrapping his lips around one of your swollen nipples. He pulled at it with his teeth before moving to the other way, doing the exact same thing. He hummed against your skin. 

Your head fell back against the mirror as your cunt squelched around his fingers, gushing as his fingers grazed against your g-spot. Your head spun as you let out silent screams, your body shaking the more you came. 

The breath felt like it was punched from your lungs, your throat raw. You didn’t want this feeling to ever stop. You felt purely euphoric, everything tingled in the most perfect way.

“Holy fuck, baby.” Eddie couldn’t tear his eyes away you, his fingers still fucking into you harder and harder. He was in complete awe at the way you squirted from his fingers. “Such a dirty girl, aren’t you?”

Abruptly, he pulled his fingers out of you, watching the way they were dripping in your cum. You whined at the sudden feeling of emptiness. 

“Don’t worry,” Eddie helped you off the sink, holding you steady as your legs wobbled. “You get to cum on my cock this time.” 

You bent over the sink, pushing your ass out, and wiggling it in the air. As sensitive as you were, you craved his cock. “God, please. I need it.”

Eddie slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles, letting them pool. “I can see how badly you do, sweetheart.” He rubbed the throbbing top of his cock around your clit, slapping it a few times. “Want me to fill you up nice and full of my cum? Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” you turned your head to the side, making eye contact with him. “Please fill me up.” 

He barely let you finish talking before he slid his cock inside your soaked cunt, balls pressing right against your clit. Your body fell forward against the sink, your hand resting against the mirror. You were so full of cock that you couldn’t think straight, couldn’t form a coherent sentence. 

“I- Eddie- oh my,” your brain was shut off and the only thing it could focus on was the throbbing of Eddie’s cock stuffed tightly in your cunt.

“God dammit, baby,” Eddie pressed his body over yours, engulfing you in him. He dropped his head against your shoulder blade, his breath coming out in short pants. “Your cunt was made for my cock.”

You reached behind you, digging your nails into whatever part of him you could grab. “You feel so fucking good!” 

Eddie chuckled, “bet that bartender, or anyone else, couldn’t fuck tou like this huh? He wrapped a hand around your throat, squeezing until you opened your mouth to catch your breath. “No, no… only I can fuck you this good.”

Your lungs burned for hair, but Eddie kept adding pressure. He smirked each time he squeezed your throat, making you whine. 

“O-only you can!” His cock felt so good, sliding in and out of you, making you gasp and writhe against him. 

Eddie pulled all the way out, leaving just the top of his cock inside you. You tried to grind your hips against him, but he let go of your throat to hold your hips still, keeping you in place. 

“Say you’re mine,” his fingers on one hand dug into your flesh while the other cupped your jaw, forcing you to look into the mirror. “Fucking say it.” 

You were a wreck, but you’ve never looked better. 

“I-I’m yours!” Eddie slammed back into you, his hips slamming into yours at a bruising pace. “I’m all fucking yours!”

“That’s right,” Eddie could feel you getting closer, your cunt tightening around his cock. “You gonna cum for me again, sweetheart?” 

“Please, please, please.”

He wrapped a hand around your body, finding your clit, and rubbing fast, harsh circles. Your body collapsed against the sink as your toes curled and thighs shook. You couldn’t hold it in any longer, fully letting go and cumming around Eddie’s cock. 

You saw stars as you squeezed your eyes shut and screamed Eddie’s name at the top of your lungs. 

“Yes, Eddie, yes!” You tried to stop shaking, to calm down but you couldn’t, not when Eddie didn’t stop fucking you. 

“Give me one more, I know you can.” He grabbed your shoulder and pressed his chest against your back. “Can you do it? You gonna cum with me?” 

You weakly nodded your head, letting Eddie do whatever he wanted to you. 

He was close, his hips stuttering as he kept fucking you. His fingers never left your clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts, making you bite down on your lip hard enough to draw blood. 

“My pretty fucking girl,” Eddie gritted his teeth. “Gonna fill you up and let my cum drip down your thighs so everyone can see.” 

You focused on him in the mirror. His eyes were shut, mouth opened as he groaned, and his chest flushed a bright red. “Do it, please fucking do it!”

Eddie’s hips stilled as the both of you finally came together, your cum dripping down his cock as he kept his promise, pumping you full of his cum. 

“T-take it all,” Eddie opened his eyes and looked between your bodies where he could see his cock twitch, cumming inside you. “Just like that, baby.”

Deep pants quickly filled up the now quiet bathroom, neither of you able to find your voice after cumming. The two of you stayed in the same position for awhile, savoring in the blissful moment of a jealous fuck. 

It wasn’t until someone was banging on the bathroom door that Eddie finally pulled out of you, both of you wincing from the sensation. 

You still had a tight grip on the sink, not trusting your wobbly legs to hold you up. “I can’t feel my legs.” 

Behind you, Eddie was pulling up his pants, a smirk plastered on his face. “What can I say? I always know how to make you feel good.”

You quickly flipped him off before finally getting dressed yourself. Your panties were nowhere to be found, but you just shrugged it off, someone would find them later. Only then did you remember that your shirt was ripped down the middle. “I need your shirt.”

“Why?” 

“Unless you want everyone to see my tits-“

Eddie tossed you his shirt, his jaw clenched just from the thought of someone seeing you in such an intimate way. “Put it on.”

You opened the bathroom door after getting dressed, noticing all the people staring at you. “Do you think they heard?” 

Eddie found your panties under the sink, shoving them in his back pocket, making sure it was noticeable that he had them. “With the way you scream for my cock? They definitely heard.”

His Rings

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: There is just something so hot about Eddie and his rings

Warnings: SMUT! (minors dni), pwp, fingering, dirty talk, cursing, some cum play, unprotected sex

WC: 1,034

(this is my first smut in forever, pls be nice! feedback is greatly appreciated!)

Eddie’s hands, fingers, and rings never failed to make you feel something.

You two could be sitting together at lunch and his hand would just rest against your thigh. Nothing crazy, but the tingles you felt all over. God, it was so crazy how something out of this world.

 When you two were back at his place, he would practice guitar and you couldn’t even focus on the music when his fingers were moving so fast and expertly. You swear that you could get off on just watching him.

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warnings: cnc (kinda), overstimulation, name calling

Eddie has made you cum so many times that you saw stars. Your body felt like absolute jelly, so much so that you could even hold your head up. He didn’t care though, he wanted to see you break.

You tried to push him away, but he was too strong for you.

“No, no.” He slid his cock deeper inside you, watching as your face contorts in a mix of pain and pleasure. Your eyes begin to water, but that only pushes him more. “You’re gonna keep taking my cock like a good slut, yeah?”

As much as you wanted to say no, you couldn’t. The pleasure overpowered the pain, and you craved more of it, as you always did when it came to him. “Y-yes, I want more.”

Eddie swiped his thumb at some of the tears falling from your eyes and leaned down to press a soft but chest kiss to your forehead. “That’s my good girl.”

warnings: teasing, begging, unprotected sex, pet names, breeding kink

Eddie tapped the leaking tip of his cock against your swollen, pretty clit. “You gonna beg for it?” His precum strings from his slit to your clit, making your pussy wetter. “Put that pretty mouth to use.”

You threw your head to the side, exhaustion slightly taking over your body. Eddie had been teasing you forever, never giving in and letting you have his cock or an orgasm. You’ve never felt needier, more desperate to let it all go.

“Please… Eddie, I-“ you gripped the sheets below you. You couldn’t even think straight; your mind only thought about his cock.

Eddie’s rough hands gripped your cheeks and forced you to look into his dark and lust-blown eyes. “You call that begging?” He held his cock right at your dripping hole, “you can do better than that.”

Your legs spread wider for him, giving him more access to do whatever he wanted to you. “Fuck- I’ll do anything.” You sat up on your elbows and reached between your two sweaty bodies, grabbing his throbbing cock. “I’ll do anything you want… anything.”

“Anything?” Without warning, he slid his cock into your pussy, his balls nestled neatly against your ass. “Just want you to cum on my cock, pretty girl.”

Your eyes squeezed shut the second you finally felt his cock stretch open your pussy. You needed this all night, and you finally had it. “T-thank you, my god.”

Eddie gripped your hips and thrust his cock over and over into your sweet pussy, hitting that sweet spot perfectly. “Yeah? You gonna make a mess on my cock?”

“Yes, yes!” You wrapped your legs around him, pulling him deeper inside you, if that were possible. “Y-you feel so good… please don’t stop.”

It felt like your whole body was on fire, like every nerve ending had ignited. You were seeing stars from how deep his cock was. You knew you were already so close to cumming for him.

He moved a hand from your hips to your throat, squeezing and barely cutting off your oxygen. “Sweetheart, I don’t plan on stopping until you’ve soaked the sheets.”

You arched your back off the bed as his calloused thumb barely ghosted over your clit. It was so sensitive that it had you screaming.

“Gonna breed this little pussy,” Eddie was grunting through gritted teeth. Your pussy was squeezing his cock perfectly. “You want that? Huh?”

“Eddie- I need it.” You finally opened your eyes to look up at him. His was a sweaty mess, giving you all he had. “Want it to drip out of me, make me a sticky mess.”

“You’ll have it, baby. Gonna drain my balls inside your pussy.” Eddie squeezed your throat harder, smirking as you let out a whine. “Fill you up until I have nothing left.

warnings: choking, dirty talk, teasing, slight orgasm control

“You look so pretty underneath me, sweetheart.” Eddie had his hand squeezing your throat while his cock rammed into your perfect little cunt, over and over again. “This what you wanted, huh? Wanted to be used like my little toy?”

Your lungs were on fire, and your whole body was. “Y-yes, Eddie! Oh my god.” You couldn’t even think straight, not when his cock is hitting that sweet spot inside you so perfectly. “I’m so close! Please, please don’t stop.”

“Please, please.” Eddie mocks you with a sadistic smirk on his face. “You only get to cum when I say, pretty girl.”

He leans down next to your ear and catches your earlobe between his teeth, biting down it and making you gasp. “And I’m just getting started.”

Your legs quivered around Eddie’s hips as your orgasm grew closer. You tried to hold it at bay, knowing that if you cum without permission, it would only lead to you getting punished. That didn’t seem so bad at the moment.

“Don’t you dare fucking cum.” Eddie’s hand squeezed harder at your throat, your air supply getting cut off more. “I know what game you’re playing at.”

“I-I”

“What? Cat got your tongue?” He pulled his cock out, only leaving the fat head of it inside your needy cunt. “Just be a good girl for me, yeah?”

Demon

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

(never really wrote anything like this before, enjoy)

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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.

I Can Make You Scream

Pairing: Ghostface!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Summary: You ask Eddie to do something new in the bedroom and he is very up for it

Warnings: SMUT (MINORS DNI), slight perv!eddie, rough sex, cnc, somno, mask kink, knife play, dirty talk, boot riding, slight dub con, degradation, praise, slapping. hair pulling, name calling (slut, whore, pathetic), spitting, dacrypfillia, oral (m receiving), ball play, facial, cum play, spanking, choking, unprotexted sex, overstimulation, squirting, creampie, little aftercare

WC: 3.8K

(I have never done something like this before, enjoy!)

Tonight was movie night for Eddie and you, it happened once a week and neither of you would miss it. It was your turn to host and pick the movie and you of course picked a horror one. “Scream” was your favorite movie and you were about to introduce Eddie to it. “Listen this is one of the best horror movies to be made, I don’t want to hear any complaints coming from you.” Eddie was a picky movie watcher, always putting in his two cents when you never asked. You put the movie on and snuggled up real close to him. “Just try and enjoy this one, okay?” He nodded his head and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

The opening sequence of the movie was playing and you kept looking over to Eddie’s face, trying to read it. Ghostface appeared on screen and it was as if a lightbulb turned on. “Wait,” you got up and paused the movie before turning back to Eddie. “I have a thought..”

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warnings: eddie masturbating (not really a warning but)

i can’t stop thinking about eddie pumping his cock. the panties you’ve left at his trailer were stuffed in his hand that was wrapped perfectly around his cock.

he can picture you bouncing on his cock, your tight cunt wrapped around him, and soaking his cock. for now, your panties that smelled just like you would do. “yeah? you like my cock deep inside of you?”

your mouth would be open and eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, moans and whines flowing from you. you’d be begging him for his cum, wanting nothing more than to be his personal cumdump.

“want me to fill you up?” his hand squeezed his cock harder, pumping faster. “g-gonna make you a mess, baby. oh my- fuuuuck!”

the sentence had barely left his lips before his cum spilled over his knuckles and panties, coating them in his thick and salty cum. “that’s it, take fucking all of it.”

eddie finally opens his eyes and notices the mess he had made. your panties now dripping in his cum. “how am i going to explain this one?”

“yeah? how are you?”

he jumps when he hears your voice from the doorway, his face turning pink from embarrassment.

“oh, don’t be embarrassed, baby.” you shimmied off your panties, your skit making it easier for them to slip down your legs.

you tossed the panties at him, his hand immediately catching them. “you could use these next time you wanna get off without me?”

he smirked at you, throwing the ones he’d already ruined in the corner of his room. “why waste time when this pair is so wet and still has your scent?”

eddie wrapped his hand back around his half-hard cock. the wetness of your panties made him let out a low groan. his cock was already throbbing in his hand again.

you sat on your knees in front of him, innocent eyes looking up at him. “c’mon, put on another show for me.”

it’s a scream, baby!

♡ pairing- ghostface!steve x afab!reader x ghostface!eddie

♡ summary- hawkins had some serial killers on the loose, who would’a known that you’d be their victim.

♡ includes- SMUT, non-con, dark!steve, dark!eddie, knife play, blood play??, degradation/praise, cunnilingus, not a lot of plot, goes 0-100 on the smut real quick, i’m sorry, them being passive aggressive assholes, basically steddie use you right before they decide to kill you.

♡ a/n- if any of these warnings makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. let me know if you’d like a little part two with like penetration and stuff !

♡ ps, i swear to god, i’ll stop writing fics about pussy eating cuz i know i do it way too much. ITS A WEAKNESS, I’M SORRY!!!

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The room was a mess, the cushions that once sat perfect and pristine upon the couch had been torn— a flurry of springs and crumbly foam fluttered across the room and the few lamps that stood pride and place in every corner had toppled over, the pretty stained-glass shades smashed to teeny little pieces and stuck to the fibres of the carpet beneath you, jagged and shiny, digging into your palms from the constant clawing you inflicted to the floor. The glass drew blood, slicing through your fingertips and pooling into the crevices of your palms, though it was nothing compared to the wound that throbbed and spluttered in the top of your right thigh.

He had stabbed you— he’d do anything to get you to stay, at least that’s what he’d told you while he drove his jagged knife into the muscle of your thigh, moving it around while still deep inside just for good measure before he quickly pulled it back out again. The blood— oh god, the blood!

“There ya go— can’t leave us now, can you, hm?”

Eddie munson— that was who it was, straddling you and pinning you down with all of his body weight, a sadistic smile inching his lips upwards, bumping his cheeks and crinkling the corners of his black, swarming eyes.

He was a heavy suspect in the countless murders that scattered its way around Hawkins High, various teens going missing just to be found dead the very next day— but it didn’t even cross your mind someone like him, someone you thought was so harmless and misunderstood could do something so insidious and—

“What I tell you about keeping her all to yourself, Munson?”

Oh, what a shame— Stevie, your Stevie, paced the room with that stupid fucking mask hanging loosely from his wrist by the black elastic. You had only been dating for a few months, insisting on going slow, too nervous to go all the way with pretty boy King Steve, and he had told you it was fine, cooing soft and sweet into your ears and pressing innocent little kisses to your cheeks— you hadn’t a clue what was going on, what he was doing when he wasn’t with you and in the confines of your plush and pink bedroom.

God, you couldn’t stop the flurry of tears that brimmed along your lash line, fat tears running down your cheeks in haphazard blackened streaks, your mascara thick and clumped upon your wet lashes, nose all stuffy and blocked and globs of spit trickled down your throat with each time you tried to swallow the massive lump that just wouldn’t budge.

“Oh, honey, there’s no need to be upset, we’re here to take care of you.” Steve cooed, his lips were quirked just like Eddie’s, maniacal and so eerie, while he crouched down next to your struggling figure.

“Look so pretty when you cry, sweetheart, don’t listen to him-” Eddie’s voice was muffled against your neck, nosing against your pulse point and licking his tongue up the length of your neck in a fat stripe. “but you gotta stop movin’ or I’ll cut that pretty face of yours.”

Your throat constricted on its own accord, a cowering whimper fleeing your lips the moment he had started to speak, and another one soon after at the mention of using that knife again.

“Poor girl’s gone all shy-” Stevie cooed, mocking you with a pout on his lips and grazing a bloody knuckle against your puffy cheek— the tears were still ever spilling and you couldn’t bare to look him in the eyes, but he caught your face between his callused hand, causing your cheeks to squish and your lips to jut. “Come on, baby, don’t you wanna play with us?”

You started to sob, shaking your head fervently, hoping that this was all just some sick joke and it’d all be fine once you told them it wasn’t funny. But even when you shook your head, and when multiple please no’s fell from your swollen lips, the tip of the knife that Eddie grasped in a tight fist trailed along your neck, the blade resting far too comfortably against your pulse point.

“No?” So passive aggressive, lips curled into a sneer almost, and his grip around your face got tighter. “Well that’s too bad, ain’t it, honey.”

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Your clothes had been torn to shreds, sharp slits ruining the fabric and deeming them completely useless, though the cotton of your underwear was still intact, the white stained with their bloody prints and your chest hammered at the sight.

It was a mixture of heavy petting and sloppy kisses, both tongues shoved against your own, swiping against your teeth and lips sucking crudely on your tongue— it didn’t matter to them that you didn’t kiss back. They’d make you sooner or later.

You couldn’t help the surges of arousal that pooled inside your stomach, your thighs clenching with each squeeze and caress, becoming transfixed and inebriated— something close to a Stockholm syndrome that had your mind reeling and hazy, utterly dumb and eager. A complete shift to what was before.

Oh god.

“See,” Eddie started, palm pressed against your stomach while he paused to press his mouth upon your spread thighs, biting and sucking bruises, little teeth marks littering your searing skin and it had you whimpering. “I always had a thing for ya, sweetheart.”

That knife of his was still ever-present, pressed flat underneath the palm that held you still— one wrong move and it’d start to slice…

“Such a shame we gotta get rid of you once we’re done, baby.” He wasted no time in pulling at the crotch of your underwear and successfully splitting it in two— your cunt on display and completely bare, the two killers groaning at the sight, so wet and warm, practically dripping onto the carpet. “You understand though, don’t you?”

“Such a fuckin’ whore,” Steve piped up, hand now grasped around your wrists, pressing them above your head, “hiding all this from me all along, huh, pretty girl.”

And it seemed so quick, Eddie’s mouth was on you in an instant, sloppy and uncoordinated, tongue trailing a long, swift line up your centre, finishing with a mean flick to your clit.

You struggled and wriggled in his grasp, causing the tip of the blade to pierce the skin of your stomach— only slightly, and you could barely notice the pain from Eddie’s ministrations— if anything it made your arousal surge further and you clenched around his prodding tongue.

“Thought she was a good girl, Stevie-” his voice was mumbled, muffled greatly by your pussy in his face and Steve rolled his eyes, a sneer lifting at his puffy lips.

“She is a good girl— aren’t you, honey?” One of his palms cracked upon your cheek in a sharp slap, heat blooming quickly, surging all the way down to your cunt, and of course Eddie knew with the way he fucked you with his tongue. “Just need to get it in that thick skull of yours that you ain’t gettin’ away.”

Your thighs shook, toes curling and your hands tried to hold onto something even while they were shoved above your head. It was a constant of tongue and spit, clit all engorged between his bitten lips and he was eating you like a champ— all that along with one of pretty boy Steve’s palms on your tits, kneading at the flesh and pinching your nipples— and you were getting so close, gonna— gonna cum,,

“Shit, Steve, wish you could feel her now,” he was mumbling and his lips were smacking, so obscene in the stuffy air, “fuckin’ clenching so tight—”

Your hips attempted to buck, his tongue fucking into your hole, slurping up the arousal that pooled there like a starved man and you stared up at Steve, big eyes blinking up at him, all shiny and sweet, glimmering with tears and he couldn’t help the way his cock throbbed when they began to slip down your puffy cheeks.

“Oh,” he cooed, mocking you still and leaning down to nuzzle his nose against your own, “are you gonna cum?”

Eddie hummed against you, pushing his face even deeper into your pussy, your slick dripping down his chin and you could hear him swallow you down in big, crude gulps.

You shook your head, a haze clouding your irises, your mouth agape and drooling, eyebrows furrowed into a state similar to bliss— it didn’t matter that there was a blade against your tummy and it didn’t matter about the stab wound that you had acquired, it was ridiculous, making you dizzy, all the blood loss, just heightening the perfect jolts to your clit.

“You don’t have to pretend, baby. We know you gotta cum, sweet thing.”

Shit—the way he spoke to you, all condescending and fake, but as sweet as honey, it was so confusing, and if you weren’t so inebriated from their attention, you would’ve been ashamed to say you were on the brink of exploding.

“Ask Eddie nicely,” he cooed, “need permission to cum, don’t ya, sweets?”

Your face was on fire, but you couldn’t help it, you needed to cum so badly— so desperate for it, so you blew out a breath and began to plead.

“P-please can I cum, Eddie—” you whined and crooned, fingers flexing up above you, wanting nothing more than to thread them through his tangled hair and tug him closer into your cunt.

“I don’t know, sweetheart,” he was teasing you, as if he was actually thinking about it, the bastard. “You gotta promise me you’ll be a good girl until I’m- we’re done with you.”

“Promise!” You nodded profusely, whining up at Steve too, “pretty please can I cum?”

Eddie took a glance up at Steve, awaiting the short nod he gave the metal head.

“Let her cum, Eds.” That smile was back again. The maniacal one. It did things to you, made your stomach flip and you bucked up into Eddie’s working mouth, your gaze flipping between them both.

“Can you believe it, honey? Gonna cum for Hawkins’ big bad serial killers, ain’t that somethin?” You squeezed your eyes shut, stars erupted from beneath your closed lids, sparkly and in a haze and your muscles convulsed, the fat of your thighs squished firm against either side of Eddie’s head. If you thought hard enough you probably could’ve used it as an advantage, could’ve squeezed his head so fucking hard his head popped off, but you were in too deep, nothing could stop them, not when they had you all nice and dumb and fucked out.

“Better make the most of it sweetheart, ‘cause you won’t be around to enjoy it much longer.”

Eddie continued to lap at your pussy, watching intently while you clenched around nothing, and occasionally slipping his tongue inside your fluttering hole just to sate it.

“No more,” you were whining, gasping into the stuffy air, desperate to try and lift your hips away, already overstimulated by the short nudges of his nose against your puffy clit. “Please— I can’t!”

“Oh, come on baby, don’t you wanna get fucked?” Eddie smirked from below, his pretty hair cascading over his shoulders once he smoothed it out of his face. “I know Stevie’s real excited to slip inside this pretty little virgin cunt of yours.”

The fucker had the audacity to laugh, giggling into the skin of your thighs and trying to gnaw at the chubby flesh to stifle himself.

“It’s not funny,” you were pathetic really, speech all slurred and whiny as ever, chest heaving and clit still throbbing even after all his attention.

“You’re right baby, I’m sorry, it’s not funny.” He spoke, all while laughing still, thumb and forefinger reaching up to squeeze at your cheek. Mocking you. “Have I upset you, princess? You mad at me?”

“Come on Eddie, we haven’t got all night. Pretty girl’s already getting woozy, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

He was right, you were getting woozy. Your eyelids were already starting to get all droopy and heavy, lashes fluttering and fat tears still slipped down your cheeks.

Eddie finally emerged from his little perch between your thighs, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand and leaning to press a wet kiss to your cheek.

“Such a good girl, sweetheart, not even struggling.” Your face flushed, “you ready, honey?”

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Guys I know i know everyone’s waiting for the last part of CLV 8 but my friggin mind is just so all over the place wanting to finish so many projects at once. It’s insane. I’ve made a similar post discussing this iykyk. But the last chapter will come out I promise this week. For now, I’ll be posting Final Girl Part 2 before then and imma just say ya’ll are not ready for it lmaoo it’s possibly the weirdest fic ive written but also creatively inspired. Anyway here’s a preview of the smut because of course we are all horny

Ghostface!Steddie x Bimbo!Reader

Warnings/tags: mxm (kissing, groping), threeway female masturbation, kiss, sex under LED lights, use of nickname ‘pet’

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But instead of touching you, they began to make out amongst themselves. Your body is hot all over watching them under the red lights as their tongues playfully licked each other’s. Eddie is rough, biting Steve’s lips while his hands grip the back of his neck to force him in place.

Steve is softer, letting Eddie take the lead and letting his hands roam.

Without realizing it, your hand slid down between your legs, rubbing tight circles on your swollen nub. It was torturous to watch them have their fun while all you could do is watch and do a failed attempt at suppressing the ache between your legs. You notice Eddie opening one eye, looking at you and smiling into the kiss when he sees what you’re doing before his attention goes back to Steve.

You figure you’ve had enough. Hopping off the bed, you stride towards them. With a newfound sense of confidence, you pull Steve away and plant your lips back on his, making sure you play equally rough with him. Your eyes are focused on Eddie who was both impressed and turned on.

You break away before tugging on Eddie’s shirt and colliding your lips. He moans into the kiss loving the bold you ss you were usually submissive. Once you break from that kiss, you guide Eddie and Steve’s heads towards each other, making them kiss again only this time you join in licking between their kisses. The session quickly turns into a heated threeway makeout session of tongues and clashing teeth and you could feel your arousal begin to seep down your legs

Eddie grips your neck tight, ending the kiss and sending you walking backwards towards the bed. A wicked smile plastered on his face. “I thought I told you to stay, pet?”

“Fuck you,” You hiss. “I’m not your pet. If anything, I own your ass. Both of you. So, I suggest that you be good boys and give me exactly what I want.”

Halloween Horror

Steddie x Fem!Reader Ghostface AU

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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talented hands — e.m.

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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Eddie with a breeding kink

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: smut, breeding kink, vaginal sex, creampie, unprotected sex, fingering

a/n: eddie with a breeding kink you say?? i just HAD to write this…

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“Fuck— just like that baby” Eddie groaned as you were riding him, bouncing up and down with his hands on your hips guiding you. You continued your movements before he abruptly pulled out and flipped you over so you were lying on your stomach with him on top of you. You felt empty without him deep inside you, making you whine.

“I’m gonna cum so deep inside you” he whispered before pushing into you again in one quick thrust, causing you to moan loudly. He soon set a brutal rhythm, the new position giving him access to that one spot inside you that made you see stars. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head closer to his.

“You like that, don’t you? You like it when you’re full with my cum, huh?” he asked as you moaned in response, unable to speak at this point. He increased his pace even more as you felt his cock twitch inside you, sensing that he was getting close.

“Gonna fill you up so good” Eddie groaned right before he came, painting your walls as you felt a wave of warmth inside of you. He slowly pulled out before pushing his fingers inside of you, causing you to cry out his name.

“Hmm, gotta keep it all in baby”

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Eddie Munson as your boyfriend

warnings: fluff, nsfw at the end

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the relationship

this man will treat you like a princess

he loves using pet names; sweetheart, darling, my love

and ugh so many compliments !!

he’s just so proud that you’re his

“isn’t she just amazing?”, a phrase his friends would hear too often

shows you off to everyone

your #1 supporter with anything you do

so good at cheering you up and making you laugh whenever you’re sad

he always takes care of you, making sure you’re happy and healthy

your parents love him because he’s surprisingly good with parents

stares at you when you’re not looking

“what?!” “nothing, you’re just the most beautiful girl in the entire world”

he’s always so excited to play music on his guitar for you, especially if you ask first

affection

eddie is such a puppy, so clingy

he needs to be cuddled a lot

loves it when you play with his hair because it calms him down

also, making out in the woods and probably more

so many neck kisses

holds your hand all the time when you’re out in public

arguments

you guys don’t fight a lot, but when you do, arguments can get a little heated

he sometimes loses control, like raising his voice or trying too hard to get his point across

he will take a moment to calm himself down if that happens before apologizing

absolutely hates it when you cry

“no, no, no, baby. don’t cry!”

will also cry with you because it crushes his heart, but secretly though

he will immediately hug you so tight that you can’t breathe

he feels so bad after arguments and always tries to find ways to make it up to you makeup sex

nsfw

a switch.

he can be quite dominant when he feels like it or when you make him jealous, showing no mercy

but he can also be submissive to the point where you’ll make him beg for it while he’s on his knees

one thing is for sure, he loves teasing in public. whether that’s him teasing you or you teasing him, he loves the thrill of it

just imagine being at a restaurant with some friends as you feel a hand on your thigh, going higher and higher as your eyes widen when he reaches your core. he would have the biggest smirk on his face as he watches you amusingly

he likes to experiment, whether that’s with new toys, new places to do it or new positions, he wants to try it all

also likes to be edged, a lot

the one thing he doesn’t like is quickies. he likes long sessions and enjoys taking his time with you

but whatever the two of you do during sex, he needs to be cuddled afterwards

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2 things:

yes, please go nsfw on the ring thought

can i be 💍 anon?

yes you can!! welcome baby and what are your pronouns? <3

here are some nsfw hcs about eddie’s rings 👀

so imagine heavily making out with Eddie, his hands slowly going under your shirt, feeling the cold touch of his metal rings on your skin giving you goosebumps, which causes you to wince for a moment as you need to adjust to the cold feeling oh and he loves seeing you wince like that, the little shit

or him fingering you as deep as he can, while you feel the cold metal on your core which adds even more to the pleasure you’re feeling. his warm hands all over your body and fingers deep inside you while simultaneously feeling his cold rings on you makes you feel so good every time, and he knows it all too well

and during sex, when he’s on top of you, feeling his hot breath on your neck and ear while his hand creeps from your stomach, to your boobs and slowly to your neck. you aren’t sure what to even focus on at this point, the pleasure of him thrusting so deep inside of you, hitting that one spot or the familiar feeling of his cold rings all over your body, which still makes you wince every time. his hand wraps around your neck, making you see stars as he whispers “holy shit, you look so beautiful like this” into your ear with a deep voice… 😮‍💨

bleed so pretty

premise: eddie leaves you with a reminder of who you belong to, that he’ll always come back for you, that you’re his.

pairing: ghostface!eddie munson x (f)reader

word count: 1k

warnings: eighteen+ content, dubcon (i wrote this with the idea that reader and eddie had agreed to all of this, therefore consensual noncon is also a warning), rough sex, knife play, blood play, branding (marking/carving), pain kink, possessiveness, dirty talk, hair pulling.

etc: it’s finally happened, i see the appeal of mr ghostface and i’m a dirty whore because of it. this is completely an anons fault ok!

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He has you on your knees, your face pushed into your pillows by one of his gloved hands. The hold he has in your hair makes your skull ache and itch from the pull. The screams you’re letting out scald your throat like you’re swallowing a pitcher of hot water.

Like you’re being fucked torturously hard, your insides over sensitive and burning from the pull and drag of his cock in your tightness; the head of his length continuing to kiss, poke, fuck all those spots that usually go unreached. That has your nails paining from how hard you’re gripping the plush of your comforter.

Your body is blazing, the only relief you get—the only cool thing that helps you breathe, that keeps you from passing out from everything—is from the tears that have stained your cheeks, coming down in pools and onto your pillow to leave you in a teary-snotted mess.

And then there’s the coolness from the knife at your hip. The one in his grip as he digs his fingers into your side to pull you back onto his cock, meeting his hard thrusts relentlessly and without remorse. Without a care that you’re a trembling screaming mess, begging him, pleading; for what? To be free? For him to stop? No, no.

“You don’t want me to stop. The proof is on my cock.” His voice is muffled from the mask, making him sound even more menacing and scary. Has your heart beating heavy, your walls clenching around him.

“I told you I’d come back for you.” The bite of the tip of the knife makes your back arch, body flinching, sobs hiccuping in your throat as your nerves mix in with the undeniable pleasure and pain that’s wrecking your body. He runs the tip of the knife down your spine, light, slow, all it would take is a little bit of pressure and it’d have you bleeding. “You’re mine.” A hard thrust has you crying out, “say it. Say you’re mine.”

You’re too busy choking on tears and pleas and whimpers that you can’t get anything out, the only response he gets is muffled and delirious and it’s not good enough for him.

The scream you let out from the tug of your hair, him pulling you head first up to him so your back is at his chest. The blade of the knife now at your neck. Your face feels raw and red from the friction of his thrusts, from your blubbering. You wonder if he’s smiling under the mask with the way he lets his gloves run along the tears before he grips your jaw tightly to keep you steady.

The pressure of the knife at your throat makes your body shiver, just as much as it makes your pussy clench. “Do I need to remind you how this works? That you do as I say? That you’re mine?”

You can barely shake your head from the hold he has on your jaw. But even the small movement you’re able to do is not good enough for him. The disapproving hum he lets out makes you look up at him with pleading eyes, with eyes that say you’ll do whatever he wants, just don’t hurt you.

It’s not good enough.

The whiplash you get from him slamming your body bad down onto the bed makes you dizzy. So dizzy that you don’t comprehend that the weight of his forearm is heavy at the your shoulder blades, his cock still inside of you but unmoving, the blade of the knife pressed hard into your lower back.

“Maybe I should give you a reminder. So you never forget who you belong to.”

There’s not time for you to process, to say anything before you feel the deep dig of the blade into your flesh; cutting, slicing, making you scream into your pillow for a whole other reason than you were seconds ago.

It’s a scream that doesn’t stop; that lights a whole other type of fire in your belly, a disgusting ache that’s unnerving and so good, one that doesn’t stop. Not until he’s done. Not until he finally pulls the blade from your shaking body, the pressure of his body from your back—his cock still throbbing and moving languid and slow inside of your pulsing heat, the speed picking up as he lifts your hips to put you back in position. An arm around your waist to hold up your wobbling body.

Your entire being is burning, stinging, aching, feeling a new kind of weak. Of wrecked.

You don’t have to ask, to reach back and feel your new wounds, your new brand, to know that he’s carved his initials into your flesh. The smell of copper stings your nose as you finally breathe in the air of something other than the pillow.

And with each hard thrust of his hips into you, has the ripple of your ass making the gashes pang and throb even more.

Like a tantilizing fucked up reminder that he’s marked your body forever, of him, for him. It makes you whimper in pain—laced with lustful anguish.

“Do you know now?” He grunts, deep, like he’s really enjoying this, like he’s never felt, saw, had anything more beautiful than you. “Know who you belong to?”

“Y-yes,” you choke out, your voice a croak of a sob.

“Good girl.” There’s a hiss coming from your lungs, your body trying to retreat from his again as he runs a finger along the brand. “So pretty,” your back is being arched again, pressed to his front, the knife still pressed at your hips where his arm is wrapped around. While his other hand brings itself to your mouth, his gloved fingers coated in your blood. There’s no asking, or request, just a silent demand as he shoves them inside of your mouth. Drool and spit meeting the taste of copper on your tongue. Your own blood being swallowed down around his fingers, “let this be your reminder. You’re mine.”

Halloween smut with Scream Eddie nothing else matters

life’s no fun without a good scare

ghostface/scream!Eddie x Reader

Reader is afab and uses she/her pronouns

Word count: 2.8K

Warnings: Horror themes, knife play, smut, thigh fucking, P in V sex, unprotected sex, mentions of CNC, mask stays on during sex, thick thighs save lives, dom/sub undertones.

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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.” 

blood lust — poly!steddie

pairing: ghostface!eddie munson x fem!reader x ghostface!steve harrington

warnings: smut, threesome, vaginal sex, double penetration, anal sex, cursing, brief knife play, blood, mask kink, established polyamorous relationship, mentions of murder, possessive behavior, hair pulling, praising, degrading, fingering, oral sex (m. receiving), voyeurism, masturbation, creampie, squirting, spanking, dubcon

word count: 3.8k

summary: some people had trouble understanding that you were theirs, so your boyfriends felt the need to remind them, as well as you.

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“Finally” you sighed and plopped down on the couch, finally able to unwind after a long day at school. Given that your exams were coming up and you hadn't prepared all that much, you were busier than usual, but you had decided to rest tonight and put schoolwork and studying on hold.

After being unable to for some time, you wanted to watch some tv tonight so you took the remote control from the table and turned it on. A news channel popped on automatically, and the announcer shared some quite unsettling news: “Attention to all citizens of Hawkins; there is a murderer on the loose. Although the precise number of victims has not yet been determined, we firmly advise that you lock all of your doors and windows as well as stay inside after 8 p.m”.

You chuckled and were about to zap to a different channel when you saw something flashing past the window in the corner of your eye, making you flinch as you turned your head around instantly. You momentarily froze with a confused frown on your face, but you quickly figured it must have been a bird, so you returned your focus to the tv. You brushed it off before noticing something in the corner of your eye once again. With a puzzled expression on your face, you quickly turned the tv off and walked over to your house's large glass sliding door. You tried to peer through the glass by pressing your forehead against it and using your hands to block the light from inside out, yet it was still too dark to see anything.

You took a deep breath and slowly but warily pulled the door open to take a look at what you saw. When you were greeted by a chilly night breeze and could only hear the sounds of nearby cars, you wanted to turn around and go back inside, but before you could do so, you gasped as felt the smooth fabric of gloves around your exposed waist and the cold and sharp touch of a knife on your throat, causing your heart to race in fear as you desperately tried to escape.

“Hi sweetheart” you sighed in relief when you heard the familiar voice and giggle of your boyfriend Eddie while his gloved hands gently squeezed your waist.

“Sorry to scare you” your other boyfriend Steve whispered with a deep voice into your ear, slowly lowering the knife that he held against your throat. You turned around and saw the boys standing in front of you wearing their white masks and black robes— their usual outfits for when they kill.

It was still strange to think about sometimes— you, dating two killers. It certainly was in the beginning, especially since you were supposed to be on the never-ending list of victims. But they fell for you, and weirdly enough, you for them. Consequently, their relationship turned into a polyamorous one.

Now, you are their everything. They would go endless ways to protect you, to keep you safe and secure. Not that you wouldn’t do the same. On the nights when they come back from killing, you’re waiting for them, ensuring they have erased all evidence of their crimes and, if the victims were able to defend themselves, aiding them in treating their wounds.

“Idiots! Don’t do that to me!” you annoyingly yelled as they both raised their masks, glaring at you with mischievous smiles on their blood-covered faces.

“Jesus, what did I tell you about not being messy when killing? Also, how did you guys even manage to get it under the mask?” you asked bewildered before hitting both of them on the back of their heads.

“Steve’s fault” “Hey, that’s not fair! You were-“ “You know what? I don’t care! I’m going to change into my pyjamas” you interrupted, stomping away from them to go upstairs and change into a different outfit.

The three of you had a movie night planned. As a result of all the killing they’ve been doing, you had been feeling lonely and wanted to do something fun with the three of you, so after a few pouty faces and whining they finally agreed. Of course, they would. They rarely ever refused you, especially if you used your, according to them, ‘adorable whiny voice’.

You walked upstairs and removed your make-up in the bathroom before heading to your bedroom, grabbing your pyjamas. You sat down on your bed and were about to take off your shirt when you felt a hand wrap around your ankle, making you jump up in the air as you screamed before hearing Eddie’s laugh coming from beneath the bed.

“Asshole!” you shouted at him as Steve came running up the stairs soon after.

“What happened?” he asked worriedly, before seeing Eddie crawling from under your bed as you stood next to it with a pouty face.

“Eddie scared me” you said softly before walking over to Steve and wrapping your arms around his body. He embraced you and gave you small kisses on your head while secretly high-fiving Eddie behind your back.

After they went back downstairs, you hastily changed into your pyjamas and ran downstairs excitedly to watch a horror movie Steve brought from Family Video. All of you settled down on the couch, both boys on either side of you with a cosy blanket covering you. The movie just started, when you heard the doorbell ring. You frowned before remembering it was your classmate who had unintentionally taken your book instead of his own home, and he had promised to deliver it to your house. Both Eddie and Steve looked at you instantly, a concerned look on their faces.

“Don’t worry, It’s someone from school. I’ll be right back” you explained as you kissed both boys and stood up. You walked to the door and opened it to see Jason Carver standing in the doorway, a charming smile on his face and your book in his hand.

“Hi Jason, thanks for bringing the book” you greeted, extending your arm to take the book from him. You wanted to be quick about it, knowing that Steve and Eddie, especially Eddie, didn’t get along with Jason. Not only that, it was obvious that Jason had a thing for you, secretly flirting with you when Steve and Eddie weren’t around.

“No problem, beautiful” he said with a smirk, causing your eyes to widen as you swiftly turned around to see whether anyone heard him.

“What? Your boyfriends are here? I’m sure they won’t mind me talking to you” oh but they will. They will. Your arm was still in the air, anxiously waiting for him to give you the book.

“You know I would treat you so much better than both of them”

“Just, give me the book” he chuckled as he handed you your book.

“I brought you something else as well” he said as he held a box in his hands, “chocolate cupcakes”

You were about to grab the cupcakes when you heard footsteps behind you, causing your heart to race. Jason’s face shifted to one of rage as Steve leaned against the door opening and Eddie stood on the other side of you, snatching the box of cupcakes out of Jason’s hands.

“Hey— those are not for you!” Jason said aggravatedly but Eddie simply ignored him and only focused on the box in his hands. Jason looked at him furiously as he pulled out a cupcake and took a large bite out of it, “Hmm, these are delicious!” Eddie exclaimed, handing Steve one as well. Steve’s eyes didn’t leave Jason for a second, flashing him an intimidating and angry look.

“Alright. Thanks for the cupcakes but you can leave now” Eddie said, his mouth stuffed with the cupcake as he tried to slam the door shut but Jason stopped it with his hand. His face displayed a troubled expression as his head leaned a little closer to yours.

“Just, be careful Y/n. There’s a killer out there” Jason said genuinely, as far as you could tell.

“I think she will alright” Steve said as he closed the door, “Idiot”.

You all walked back to the couch, Eddie still stuffing himself with cupcakes. There was a tense mood and it was quiet—too quiet. Eddie was busy eating the cupcakes but Steve, on the other hand, sat on the couch and stared at you with a serious and emotionless expression, making you feel nervous before he abruptly stood up.

“I have to go. I forgot I needed to help Robin with something. I’ll be back soon” Steve stated as he hastily put his shoes on and grabbed his jacket. He kissed the both of you goodbye and walked through the door, leaving you confused but you shrugged it off.

You ate the remaining cupcakes together with Eddie while you were laying with your head on his lap. After a while, the both of you ate all the cupcakes but Steve was still nowhere to be seen.

“Steve’s taking too long. I want to watch movies” you pouted, gazing up at Eddie through your lashes.

“I’ll go help him” he responded as he ran his thumb over your lips to clean off the icing. You rose up from his lap and watched him put on his shoes and jacket before giving you a kiss.

“You should stay here. There’s a killer on the loose, you know” he said with a smile as he winked before walking out the door, leaving you alone in your house.

After waiting impatiently for about an hour for both of them to return, you ultimately settled down to watch movies on your own with a glass of wine. You were fixated on the television screen as a tense and frightening scene was playing. You tried to grab the glass of wine from beside you but you were so focused on the screen that you instead knocked it over and spilled it all over yourself.

“Oh fuck!” you quietly cursed to yourself as your white shirt was now stained with red wine. Your shirt was drenched so you immediately took it off, leaving you in your bra and pyjama shorts. You cleaned the couch as thoroughly as you could with a wet cloth before hearing the phone ring, causing a frown to appear on your face in confusion. Throwing the cloth aside, you walked to the phone and picked it up.

“Tsk tsk, dumb girl, spilling wine all over herself” the person on the other line remarked, their voice altered using a voice changer. You grinned as you recognized him as one of your two boyfriends—most likely Steve based on the way he spoke.

“Hmm, you look so good in that black bra though” he said, causing you to feel butterflies in your stomach.

“Thank you, anonymous caller” you joked with a giggle.

“You know, I think you also have spilled some on your shorts. You should probably take those off as well” you looked down and saw nothing but clean shorts, but you gladly played along. You got to your feet once again, setting the phone on the table and fiddling with your shorts' waistline. You bent over a little and slowly slipped them off, making sure to give them a good show.

You tossed the shorts aside before picking the phone up again. “hmm good girl” Steve praised before you heard the rustling sounds of the phone being passed.

“Hey sweetheart” Eddie. “get on the couch for us” he instructed as you sat back down, wearing only your bra and underwear.

“Good good… now touch yourself and think of us while you do it” you slowly put your hands in your panties, feeling how soaked you already were without even doing anything yet. You gently rubbed your clit as you tossed your head back and moaned softly into the phone.

“Fuck… you’re too sexy” one of them said, you weren’t even sure who at this point. You were too focused on the pleasure you were experiencing as your eyes fluttered shut and your moans became louder. You were on the verge of letting go when all the lighting in your home suddenly went out, making you gasp. You slowly stood up but before you could do anything else, two strong hands encircled your waist, picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You screamed in panic but soon realized you were hanging over Eddie’s shoulder when you felt the cold metal of his rings touch your bare legs.

Except for the footsteps of both of your boyfriends leading you up the stairs to your room, there was nothing to see or hear. Steve opened the door and walked inside, Eddie following behind him before throwing you on your bed. The street lights from outside illuminated your room, making you able to finally see again. You turned your head, causing your eyes to widen at the sight of your boyfriends in front of you. You expected to see them dressed in how they left your house— sweatpants and hoodies but instead they were wearing their white masks and all-black outfits. Their masks were splattered all over with blood, and Steve's robe was slightly torn.

“What… have you done?” you asked with a puzzled and concerned expression on your face. You usually knew exactly what your boys were up to. But not this time. This was new for you— it made you nervous.

“You know, baby, sometimes people need to be put in their place” Steve said while removing his tattered robe, revealing his bare upper body.

“Did you- did you do something to Jason?” you stammered with a soft but troubled voice, looking up at them with big eyes.

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore” Steve said coldly, not showing any emotion at all. You felt yourself becoming furious with them and couldn't comprehend why they had done it—in your eyes, Jason had done nothing wrong.

“Jason didn’t deserve it— he didn’t even do anything!” you protested, glaring angrily in their direction.

“Your friend Jason, didn’t understand that you are ours” Eddie said as he sat down next to you on the bed, looking at you through his mask while he gently dragged a knife across your jawline without harming you, “and you clearly don’t understand that well enough either, sweetheart”

Fuck both of them. They couldn’t just kill anyone that comes near you. God, you felt so angry… but you also couldn’t ignore the wetness in your panties increasing, as you felt yourself become more aroused. Steve approached you and lifted your head with his finger as you looked up at your masked boyfriend.

“Are you going to show us who you belong to?” you nodded up at him as you gave him a puppy-like stare, gradually feeling your anger fade. You knelt in front of him on the bed as he undid his belt and slipped his pants and boxers down. His cock sprung free, given how erect he already was, precum leaking from the tip. Steve chuckled from behind his bloody mask as he watched you practically drooling at the sight.

“So pretty” Eddie praised from beside you, taking the knife from your jaw and placing it next to him as he moved to behind you, grabbing your hair and holding it up in a ponytail. You moved your mouth to Steve’s dick, spitting on it before wrapping your lips around him. He hissed at the sensation, throwing his head back as you began to bob your head faster, “F-fuck!”

Eddie lifted his mask slightly before giving you hickeys all over your exposed neck while he was still holding your hair and his other hand kneading your breasts. His hand slowly moved to your core, feeling your wetness through your underwear.

“Fuck, so wet already, huh?” Eddie chuckled in a low voice.

“Such a slut for us” Steve said from under his mask, his voice slightly muffled.

After a while, Steve felt himself getting close so he pushed you off him and turned you around so you were on your hands and knees. He motioned at Eddie to give him something— Eddie understood immediately, handing the knife to him. Steve admired you for a moment, before forcefully cutting your panties and bra and tossing them around the room.

“Hey! Those were expensive!” you yelled angrily. Eddie stroked the side of your face and shushed you, “Don’t worry baby. We will buy you new ones. As many as you want”

Before you could say anything else, Steve’s fingers teased your folds and massaged your clit before pushing two fingers inside you. Eddie grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, causing you to moan into the kiss as Steve added another finger. You clenched around his fingers as he quickened his pace. He skilfully curled his fingers up in an instant, brushing over that one part inside of you before you felt an unfamiliar but euphoric feeling starting to arise, a feeling you couldn’t stop as you felt an intense orgasm wash over you— intenser than usual. You tried to regain your breath while you heard Steve chuckle from behind you.

“Holy fuck, she squirted all over me” Steve exclaimed in disbelief as Eddie's mask was still slightly lifted, revealing a smile while he murmured a “good girl”.

“Make me feel good baby” Eddie said before putting the mask back on. There was something about it. Something about them fucking you in their masks that made you absolutely weak in the knees— and they knew it all too well.

You undressed Eddie, taking off his pants, boxers and robe as you felt Steve tease your folds with his dick, making you grow impatient and whine.

“Not yet baby. I need to see those pretty lips around Eddie first” Steve instructed as you wrapped your hand around Eddie’s erection, stroking it before putting your mouth around him. Eddie’s hand moved to your head, grabbing a handful of your hair as his eyes fluttered shut. Steve pushed into you in one quick thrust, forcing you to moan around Eddie as he felt the vibrations.

Steve’s hand reeled back before you felt a stinging pain on your ass, making you jolt forward on Eddie’s dick. Not much later you felt another slap, “You. Are. Ours” Steve groaned in between each hit. Steve reached over you towards Eddie, lifting both their masks and making out with him passionately, all while still mercilessly thrusting into you from behind. You felt yourself so close to your release, as Steve kept hitting that spot inside you that made you see stars. It felt so fucking good. Your orgasm was just about to hit you when he suddenly pulled out, causing you to whine around Eddie’s cock.

Steve grabbed your hair and lifted your head up, “You know Eddie, I still don’t think she gets it” Eddie chuckled, knowing what he was hinting at as your brows furrowed.

“Come sit on my lap, princess” Eddie instructed as you hovered over him and steadied yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders before he guided you slowly onto his dick. You felt him so deep inside of you while you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“I think she needs both of us inside her to remind her how good we can make her feel” Steve said, causing your eyes to widen. You weren’t new to anal, not at all. But them inside you at the same time was new to you. It made you slightly nervous but god, just the thought of it, to be able to feel both your boyfriends at the same time, sounded like heaven to you.

After waiting for a moment for you to say anything, Steve grabbed the lubricant from your nightstand when you remained silent. You always felt secure with them since the three of you had a safe word to use if you needed to stop or didn't want to do something, so they knew that if you didn’t feel comfortable, you would let them know at all times.

“Don’t be nervous, baby” Eddie said before he lifted his mask and kissed you passionately to calm your nerves. Steve rubbed himself in lube before lining himself up in front of your entrance and pushing into you slowly. You bit down on Eddie’s shoulder, not used to the sensation you’re experiencing. Steve was now fully inside you as he waited for you to adjust to the feeling.

After a while, you nodded, and Steve and Eddie both began to move carefully to make sure they were not hurting you in any way. Your mouth fell wide open at the sensation of them stretching you out completely from both holes. They could feel each other move against each other through the thin flesh that separated them, only adding to the immense pleasure they were already feeling.

“Such a fucking whore, having two dicks inside of her” Steve groaned, his hands on your hips as he increased his pace, causing your vision to blur. Eddie’s hands cupped your face before kissing you again while thrusting up faster, forcing you to break the kiss and moan loudly.

“She’s doing so good, right Stevie?” Eddie said as he looked deep into your hazy eyes. Your head felt like it was spinning at this new sensation. It was indescribable how amazing it felt and you couldn’t get enough.

“So fucking good for us” Steve agreed as he moved his hand beneath you to your core, rubbing fast circles on your sensitive clit while maintaining his brutal pace. It was becoming too much when both of them hit that one spot inside you, sending you over the edge. You moaned loudly, your eyes shut while your nails dug into Eddie’s shoulders before you collapsed on top of him. Not much later, both of them came as well, emptying themselves deep within your holes, causing you to whimper in overstimulation.

The three of you froze for a moment, trying to catch your breath before both of them took off their masks and tossed them aside. They slowly pulled out before Steve grabbed a towel to clean you up and came to lay down with you, kissing the both of you.

You held both boys close to you while they wrapped their arms around you.

“Oh my god… that was amazing” you exclaimed with a smile on your face, “but no more killing for no fucking reason!” you said sternly, gazing at both of them with a frown.

“What do you mean, ‘no reason’? He gave you very delicious cupcakes, y/n. You know we can’t bake that well” Eddie joked, giving you a kiss on your forehead before Steve agreed with a smile, “Eddie's right, he almost stole you from us with those damn cupcakes. We simply had to do something”

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Could I request some downright NASTY smutty, NSFW headcannons for Eddie Munson and the Lost Boys?

Absolutely yes

When Eddie first starts hanging around with the gang, they can all immediately tell how into you he is. They can smell it, they can hear the way his heart speeds up, they can see it in his mind…it’s very obvious to the local vampires that Eddie Munson wants you bad

so naturally they all fuck you before he gets the chance and make sure that he catches them in the act

It’s both a dominance thing and also just a way to mess with him. Like, on the one hand, they know you’re into him too and they don’t SUPER care. They’re used to sharing you. But at the same time, Eddie is still kind of an outsider, and he’s the newest member of the group, so they’re gonna make sure he knows how things work around the cave

David is the most possessive and therefore the worst about it. He loves to call you over to him while everyone is just relaxing and hanging out, and tell you SO sweetly that he would just LOVE to feel your mouth right now, kitten…

And you’re used to having an audience because you’ve got four horny vampire boyfriends so you get down on your knees out of habit and undo his pants, pulling his half-hard cock out and practically worshipping it then and there, out in the open

The others are watching hungrily. They’re pretty used to this, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t jealous and already starting to fight over who goes next

But Eddie. Poor Eddie. He is fucking SUFFERING. He can’t take his eyes off you. He’s desperately trying to hide his hard on at first, adjusting himself, changing his position as he tries to smoke his joint and pretend he doesn’t even notice, but Jesus Christ the sounds your mouth makes as you deepthroat David are fucking incredible and he is SO desperate to feel you doing that to him

Dwayne isn’t quite as into putting on a show with you. He’d rather see how loud you can moan for him when he does that special thing with his fingers and what filthy new phrases you can manage to string together as he’s fucking you just out of sight

And Eddie is just trying to ignore them, putting pillows or whatever he can over his head as he’s trying to sleep, but he just CANT ignore how amazing you sound and he has no CHOICE but to fuck his fist until he hears you cum

Marko loves leaving hickeys and bruises on you for Eddie to notice. They’re obvious and dark, and if you walk around in shorts (or just no bottoms at all) then he’ll make sure to put some handprints on your ass

And again, Eddie is jealous. HE wants to be the one leaving marks on you. HE wants to know that everyone can see who you’re with. It’s not FAIR

and Paul is all about just. Fuckin. On the couch or just up against the wall or on the floor or in Eddie’s bed so he can walk in and see the two of you. Paul is wild and fun and Eddie wishes he could join but that’s weird, right?? He can’t just do that…can he?

And then one night he finally gets so frustrated and everybody can tell. They can smell the desperation on him. You’ve been playing along with them for a while but you feel bad for Eddie, who, after all, is such a cutie, and is so nice and sweet and polite. You’ve even teased him some yourself, moaning his name when you get off alone, making sure that he can just barely hear you…but you’re getting desperate, too

The boys finally take pity on him and David straight up tells him to fuck you already, because he’s sick and tired of the helpless puppy dog eyes Eddie is always giving you

(This is a lie. David loves Eddie’s big doe eyes just like he loves Marko’s)

But even now that you’ve finally got Eddie halfway undressed in front of you, you can’t help but tease him, because he’s just so goddamn cute when he’s leaking and begging for you to touch him

He’s a fucking mess, and he’s SO sensitive to your touch that he practically cums the moment you wrap your hand around him

You ride him and he loves every second of it, and it’s like he’s finally really part of the gang now and TA DA you’ve got 5 boyfriends now and they all smooch 😌

eddie who takes polaroids of you while you guys are having sex to keep in his wallet and one accidentally falls out during hellfire

his wallet would be stuffed full of polaroids of you two, most of them explicit

eddie is know to be very theatrical. and those theatrics multiply tenfold when he’s dungeon master. gesturing around wildly, sitting and standing and sitting again. it’s no shocker than some of his items go flying, rings, the bandana he kept in his back pocket, and his wallet happens to be todays victim.

it slips out of his pocket, plopping onto the floor and beside dustin’s feet. the freshman picks it up, intending to give it back to eddie but then something else falls out of it and gathers his attention.

dustin’s shocked, to say the least, holding the polaroid between his two fingers and close to his face. it takes eddie a while to realize that he’s lost dustin’s— and a few of the others—attention. and when eddie does realize, noticing exactly what has dustin so entranced, eddie snatches the picture from him, looking at it himself.

a small smile finds eddie’s face as his eyes fall to you. or, well, a snapshot of you. laid back on eddie’s bed, naked skin shining from the flash. your right leg is pulled in, crossed over your body and covering your cunt. you have one of your arms thrown over your boobs, smooshing them, and the other thrust out towards eddie, palm facing him. your face hides in your arm but eddie can still remember the smile on your face.

your pose isn’t even the best part. no, not by a long shot. because there, splattered along your exposed midriff, is thick ropes of eddie’s cum, still fresh and glistening against your perfect skin.

eddie smiles, tucking the photo in his back pocket and going to go back to the game. when the others demand to know what the photo was of, dustin sits shell shocked and eddie just smirks, telling them that it was “a man’s business”.

hellfire club | eddie munson

SUMMARY -> mike and dustin are begging for you to play as a stand-in for DnD at their club tonight. you accept, not wanting to watch the championship. yet, who knew arriving early and meeting hellfire’s infamous club president would ensue one hella of a night for you as well, hm?

eddie munson x fem! reader

masterlist

GENRE -> nsfw/smut

WARNINGS -> smutty smut (oral sex; f! receiving, p in v, protected sex, fingering, spitting? i also kinda have a thing for his large rings hehe)

WC -> 4,249

a/n : this is my first eddie fanfic and this man hasn’t given me a rest on my daydreaming so i had to write smut for him for the first time. deadass. T_T

likes, reblogs & comments are greatly appreciated !! <3

enjoy !!

“oh, come on! one game, y/n. one game!” mike pleaded, hands clasped together as dustin was also begging, yet he was on his knees, hands clasped together also. your eyebrows were scrunched together looking at the two freshmens in utter disbelief, perhaps. you could almost laugh seeing these two little sheeps resort in begging for a game of DnD. you weren’t exactly a kind of a person in people’s eyes to play this ‘demonic’ game as the papers say. however, you were hooked, played a couple a few times with the boys. clearly, you didn’t give a shit of what some people might say about it. it was just harmless fun after all.

“get up, dustin. alright, i’ll play. just so you know, i’m still on the newbie side, alright?” their eyes lit up with such hope on it, masking over the fear after the five minutes of begging and pleading as they now erupted into cheers and thanks, trying to hug you but you moved away. it looked like your answer was the key to their sole problem and you wondered how serious was this club? “who’s the leader? of your club? seriously, getting you two to beg for someone to play in.” you asked, not liking the idea that this one upper batch was scaring the shit out of these poor kids just for a game.

“you are the most holy of the fucking holy, y/n. thank you so much.” dustin bowed, hands up like he was worshipping you. mike nudged him with his elbow as dustin yelped, stopping eventually. fearing you would change your mind.

“it’s eddie. eddie munson. he’s in your class.” mike answered, exaggerating his last words. “lucas bailed out because he had to play for the championship tonight.” mike explained, rolling his eyes, sighing as you didn’t ask why. “—but hey, eddie’s a chill dude. there’s nothing to worry about.” mike assured as dustin nodded along excitedly. you were skeptical, you heard of eddie. he was in your class yet barely you had batted an eye to him. you did heard of him, not in the good way, of course. some of your classmates bought weed from him and other things stronger than that, he’s a drug dealer and supposedly a ‘freak’. you couldn’t care less of what he is, as long as the boys were happy and safe being friends with him, you were content.

“i’m holding on to you on that, wheeler. if he’s an ass once i meet him tonight, i’m bailing as well. you got it?” you warned them. tone strict as they both curtly nodded in understanding. “alright, piss off. enjoy freshmen year.” you ushered, tone turning soft at the two as you gestured them to leave you alone, finally opening your locker for the next class.

“yes, mother! thank you!” dustin shouted as you gave him the finger before finally heading into the crowd. you shake your head at them, a grin forming on your lips as you gripped the binder in your hands. two years have passed, they still look like the same little middle school kids running towards you every single day. harrington and robin had invited you to watch the championship this night, yet you declined not really liking watching a bunch of sweaty jocks throw a ball in a laundry hoop. nancy was going as well, of course for the school paper, now leaving you alone. you didn’t really have any exciting nights these past few days, bored out of wits and your family annoying the brains out of you. so maybe, maybe you anticipated something else just this once, tonight.

•••

anticipation ran through your veins as sweat beaded the insides of your palms. your binder was hugged against your chest as you looked around the empty hallway to find no mike or dustin around. you were early, early the fact that you could hear ozzy osbourne’s voice blasting inside the club room, followed by heavy guitar streams and rhythm of the beats. so he’s a black sabbath fan? you dig some rock genre as well, more of a queen or kiss is your preference to jam along and blast it in harrington’s car though. you sighed at yourself, realizing you wasted 15 fucking minutes of waiting for the two sheeps as you already felt awkward standing in front of the door. where are they at?

fuck it. you think, rolling your eyes at yourself as you opened the door of the club room. going in, meant you had to be alone with eddie munson himself and socializing was not a strong factor of yours. dim lights showered before you, you were met with the props from every musical play that was orchestrated in the drama club and also the familiar stage lights. it was not bad, bit clustered but this hellfire club looked promising as you spotted the long table and several other necessities for the night messily laying on top. your eyes darted as the loud blast of music faded, the curly dried locks of brown hair appeared as you were now face front with eddie himself. he was jamming along, seeming to make guitar movements and banging his head like any rocker fan. huh. your heart beats, chest tightening noticing that he didn’t know you were here which meant you had to get his attention.

“munson?” you tested, raising your voice a bit. in which no response was uttered as he was still looking away from you. “eddie munson?” you raised your voice higher and tapped the table as he now jumped from his supposed throne or seat and looked to your direction. you stared at him as he as well stared directly back at you, the face of bewilderment slowly taking his expression. he’s kinda cute.

“y/l/n.” he almost shouted your last name, turning his speaker down as he arose from his seat to walk over towards you with a cheeky grin on his lips. “well, well, what the fuck are you doing at hellfire? championship’s at the other side.” he asked, arms crossed as the scent of his musty cologne hit your nose, the distance between the two of you a bit closer than intended. you looked up at him as he towered before you with now a smirk on his damn face. a little bit of a annoying prick. you thought as you broke eye contact with him, feeling a bit flustered. was he always this handsome up close?

“mike and dustin invited me. said you needed a stand-in since sinclair is at the game.” you responded, shrugging. hands fidgeting as your fingers clenched and unclenched.

“so it has. i never expected it’d be you.” he murmured, his hand raising to his chin as his fingers tapped his lips seeing his eyes roam up and down at your figure. he was observing you or probably checking you out, yet your eyes turned to see his rings gleaming under the spotlights. big hands. you noted, blushing at evident attractiveness you now realized you had for munson. and you couldn’t quiet understand how you haven’t even noticed him at all while in school. well maybe for the fact he often likes to ditch some classes so maybe that’s the reason.

“any problem?” you asked, unsure whether he had approved of you.

he hummed, smiling now as he shake his head. “nah. nah. you’re cool. henderson and wheeler picked well.” he gestured to you. one movement of his arms had your observant eyes dart to his collarbone seeing the collar of his shirt reveal a tattoo. you gulped, thighs unknowingly clenching together, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the thought of if he had more hiding under that hellfire t-shirt. shit.

“i-i’m still a bit uneasy playing with other people so maybe not too well.” you muttered, embarrassed.

“ain’t that a shame? well we can get to know each other while we’re at it, hm?” eddie suggested, a smile formed on your lips as you know damn well what you’ve just gotten yourself into. “of course, if you want to, m’lady.” he bowed with much dignity.

“i’d like that.” your voice dropped to an octave. if nancy, robin or even fucking steve and the boys were here they’d be yelling their ass off, of how your voice sounded right now. you were smitten, too smitten and you had to thank those two dweebs for pushing you to agree for this night. your binder was placed on the table, long forgotten, you couldn’t exactly count the minutes that had passed as you just talked with the guy. he spewed some jokes and some heavily introductions about himself. he was sitting on his throne as you stood before him with a smile on your face, you hadn’t expected eddie munson to be actually a chill dude as mike had said. too chill that you actually hadn’t realize your annoyance had fled.

“you were the buzz cut kid?” you laughed, asking in disbelief how he told you he didn’t looked like his style now before and that mentioned he had a killer buzz cut.

“fuck off, i rocked that buzz cut.” eddie chuckled. “and not to mention i didn’t have these sweet killer tattoos back then. so yeah, you might have not recognize me one bit until today.” he pulled down the collar of his shirt, revealing more as what you expected. your eyes roamed downwards, admiring the second tattoo shown before you as your eyes darted to his forearm to see one big tat. a sudden shift of movement made you look back up to his face. brown honey orbs staring back at you with same heat as your gaze was. and it clicked, your throat felt dry at the realization of the moment. you gulped, feeling the same wave of heat covered your very body. he leaned forward, still focused on your face as a smirk grazed his lips. you couldn’t exactly tell how tight it felt you were in your clothes the moment he had laid his eyes on you so intensely, erotically almost. you bit your lip, anticipation again running through your mind. the evident heat between your legs becoming so uncomfortable you could whine about how he was so slow making the first move of fucking you here and now. come on, munson.

“you like this one?” he whispered, snapping you out of your drunken trance, eyes darting to his forearm as he showed it in all it’s fucking glory. your mouth constricted, flustered seeing as his veins bulged out how he clenched his fists to show you it, looking so smug and cocky right now. you held in a breath as your eyes surveyed it, admiring how it fitted his whole style and all.

“i do.” you whispered, smiling as you bended down to his level, feeling bold enough to actually touch his tattooed skin. you felt him shiver underneath the tips of your cold fingers, tracing every line and detail up to his biceps and seeing more, making you so curious. it was your turn to smirk, satisfied. “it’s pretty cool.” you muttered, blushing before finally looking back at him to see his reaction. face so close, you hadn’t realize how much friendly space you taken up between the two of you.

“so you like tattooed dudes, huh?” he boldly asked, instead of blushing he was smirking more than ever. your cheeks heated, staring back at his brown orbs before panicking in the inside to form some response.

you stuttered. “well i— … you don’t have to know that.” you pouted, now pulling yourself back to stand. he caught your wrist, pulling you back to his level. your breath hitched, feeling the boldness radiate from him.

“you gotta answer, baby. no need to be shy.” butterflies ensued, the cold touch of his rings almost pushing you to the breaking point of kissing him. you held his gaze, trying somewhat not to show how he had this effect on you. in which, really, you swore it was very evident since the moment you smiled at him. for a moment of bliss, he had let go of your wrist, chuckling. “all jokes. so, are we cool? i gotta welcome you in the club first of all.”

you exhaled sharply, rolling your eyes at him as you stood up. “yes.” you answered as he now stood up as well, his ringed hand before you as he smiled.

“perfect.” he muttered, his eyes seeming to hold a glint in them still staring into yours. you tilt your head up a bit, cheeks feeling so hot as he took a step closer. you were so sure you thought he had understood the points of your mindless flirting, anticipation was coursing through your veins as you accepted his hand in a firm grip. now looking at him with battering eyelashes and doe lustful eyes as he understood now. “welcome to hellfire, baby.”

in one swift moment, he leaned in and crashed his lips to yours. rough and demanding as you encircled your arms around his neck to pull him down for more. you were so greedy as you tried to map out every shape of his mouth onto yours. his hands went to your hips as he squeezed them experimentally. you moaned, the heat in your legs pressed against his, chest pressed together as your breasts rubbed against his broad chest. you panted, desperately needing some form of friction from him. he groaned between your lips as he guided the two of you to his rightful throne. your thighs were placed either side of hips, clothed cunt above his crotch, hands now roaming his clothed chest.

“eager, eager y/n.” eddie chuckled, biting the bottom of your lip as you gasped feeling his two large hands cup your ass, roughly yanking them down to grind yourself on his lap. “you think i haven’t seen the way your fucking thighs were rubbing every moment we were talking, hm? getting all so worked-up for me, baby?” he whispered, peppering sloppy kisses against your jaw as you mewled at the sensation, your head tilting back as he gladly latched his teeth on your exposed neck. he nipped, sucked, you let him leave marks, not caring at the moment as you felt his hard prick grow harder at every second he was teasing you.

“eddie.” your hands gripped his shaggy hair as he let out a surprising moan. “please.” you begged, wanting more than to take of your clothes off, to feel his skin on yours and his cock inside of you. you could not wait any second as he shifted under you, breath hot against your cheek as he pecked it before slapping your ass, making you arch your back a bit.

“on the floor, y/n. come on, i’d eat the shit out of you first, beautiful.” he mutters, tapping your thighs. you held no protest as the desperation between your legs were begging for him to touch them now. your ass thumped as you laid on the floor, sprawled with eagerness in your eyes as you shrugged off the bottom of your clothes. he kneeled down, admiring the way how you looked right now. he yanked the article of clothing and tossed it of somewhere before setting his eyes to his wrapped prize between your legs.

“look at you. such desperation isn’t good.” he teased and chuckled, fingers gripping harshly the flesh of your inner thighs. you bit your lip seeing as he laid promising kisses slowly, easing his way up as he fan his breath against your dripping core. his eyes were wide-blown, pupils dilated, pussy drunken at the sight of a wet spot on the center of your cotton panties. he licked his lips, looking up for a moment as he saw you as the same as his. waiting, eyes hazy, waiting for him to devour the shit out of you. he grinned, his hand wrapped firmly above your hips, trapping you as he practically ripped off the obstacle of clothing. you yelped, feeling the fabric pull against your skin, his hot breaths now directly fanning against your pussy as eddie stared at it for a moment. his heart thumped and his cock screamed, you watch as he spat on his ringed fingers and proceeded to roughly shove in two digits into your awaiting cunt. you almost screamed yet held yourself back, gripping the brown locks as your thighs clenched his face.

“munson! oh my god.” you slurred, back arching like a cat. with much so eagerness, he pressed a loving kiss near your core before indulging himself as he licked a trip at your entrance, making you mewl. euphoria flowed through every vein inside your body, hands still gripping tightly the brown locks of his hair. your eyes closed feeling every lap of his wet tongue lavish your needy pussy, dripping hot, wet and obscene as you grind yourself on his face. he gave every lick as he circled your clit with a moan, loving the way how you tasted, tart on his tongue and so very much giddy how you were enjoying it from up there.

“so fucking good. taste so fucking good, sweetheart.” he praised, curling his fingers making you whine. the familiar knot in your stomach slowly started to form as he continued to finger fuck you while lapping like a starved man making you clench so hard, ready to come. with every lick, every pump of his fingers, his cold rings touching your entrance, you felt it slowly building as you arched your back more making your ass lift up a bit in the air. eddie growled, his large arm above your hips as he slammed you back down roughly before detaching his whole mouth out with a wet pop, and fingers pulled out from your needy pussy.

“eddie! no, no, please—“ your eyes watered, your high was coming and he denied it with amusement in his face. you watch, with whining noises escaping your mouth as you opened your legs to show him your deprived pussy. “please…”

“you’re not coming until you come on my cock, you got it?” he licked his fingers clean, evident of your arousal coating the tips of his fingers to his large rings. you nodded, your pupil blown eyes staring at him, how holy he looked as he fumbled with his jeans and grabbed something from his pocket. “knew i’d use it.” he smiles to himself, fishing out the condom, flashing it towards you with a cheeky grin before he proceeded to pull down the zipper making you laugh for a moment. eddie winked at you, adoration in his eyes as he leaned down before your frame as he kissed you finally. you groaned at the sensation, your hands greedily raking his back before pulling his shirt up a bit to feel his soft skin. your fingertips glided, moaning between his lips as you felt his tip nudge your clit.

“stop it with the slowburn, i’m dying here.” you complained, grinding your core up to rub on his bare cock and taking a quick peep to see how fucking big he is. his cock was generously big in girth, huge as ever. tip was flushing bright red and you wondered how the fuck your cunt could take a champ like that for a moment.

“patience now.” he murmured, hands braced at the side of your face as he finally took you so slowly. he entered, with experimental strokes as he growled at the sensation of your warm walls welcoming him. “sweet baby jesus. fucking hell.” he groaned out, forehead pressed against yours as sweat coiled your still clothed bodies. one of his hands were tightly gripping your hips as the other leverage himself. he started a pace, trying to get every reaction and noise out of you as he lovingly stared in your eyes. you stared back at him, lips pouty and red from his lavish attentions. you could feel it, the same feeling of butterflies inside your tummy as you arched feeling his cock rub every wall inside your cunt.

“it feels so good.” you praised, pecking his lips as your nails dig the flesh of his broad back. he growled, catching your lips again as he started to pound harder, your legs were sprawled open, ass barely touching the ground as he continued to thrust mercilessly with no intention of stopping. his hair brush against your face as you hold onto him tightly, his thrust getting sloppier by the minute. he knew it, knew the spot he hit as he hit it repeatedly as you sobbed at the overstimulating feeling.

“such a good cunt. so fucking good, all pretty for me. good fucking pussy, all mine, mine, mine—“ he messily spew praises against your lips, your walls clamped hard, your high nearing as ever. he groaned loudly, hissing as he buried his face at the crook of your neck. his thrusts almost pushed you up at such power as his cock nudge the spot over and over again. you gasped, heart fluttering, eyes rolling back as hot white sparks made you whine loudly. you grind up, catching the amazing orgasm as eddie fucking moaned. the hard rock music in the backgrounded faded as you heard him mutter every word he could muster before finally coming with one hard stroke of his dick. he gasped as well, spilling himself inside the condom, your gummy walls milking him out as guitar streams grew louder as ever. you panted, not minding his death grip on your hips. you softly caressed his sweaty back, coaxing him out of his high. his breath was hot against your neck, making you rub your face on his frizzy locks. he smelled good, good that the scent of sex was now overwhelming the air around the two of you.

“i think my knees gave out. shit, fuck—“ eddie suddenly spoke, groaning, still inside of you. “best fucking sex, goddamn.”

“i know.” you lazily grinned as he lifted himself up. “what a way to welcome me in, munson.” you smiled, joking as he huffed and laughed. you were still a bit shaking as eddie helped you up to sit. he tossed your pants back as you gladly thanked him. a moment of silence enveloped the two of you as he finally looked presentable, hair still sweaty on his forehead. his cheeks were flushed and you admired him for being so cute, reminding you he had just fucked you to the oblivion. he caught your stare, smiling as pecked your lips.

“it’s not too late to actually ask you out, is it?” eddie asked, voice low and shy. you stared at him, mouth a bit open as your tummy churn in excitement. “so, would you like me to take you out for dinner after this? that cheesy thing people do and maybe we can also— you know.”

“i would love to.” you answered quickly, you already liked him and there’s was no intention you had just wanted the sex and all.

“fuck. okay. i’m a bit awkward with all of this. this is cool.” you laughed seeing him so bashful, you grabbed his shirt to kiss him one more time. his lips moulded over yours, slow and sensational, perfect it was. you broke away, patting his chest before proceeding to find your shredded undergarment and to find it nowhere. you panicked, the realization of mike, dustin and the others were now on your mind as you frantically searched for it. hoping, it wasn’t laying somewhere that they’ll see it as you just pulled your pants up for your modesty. you suddenly looked up to the cheeky bastard, seeing some amusement behind his eyes as he watched you.

you glared. “where’s my panties, eddie?”

mike and dustin were scared seeing no sign of you in the hallway. they were scared knowing eddie would freak out if they didn’t have sub tonight. “where the fuck is y/n?” dustin asked, voice trembling. fearing you bailed on them.

“i don’t fucking know! shit.” mike sighed as they spotted the other three members of hellfire coming in now. they collected themselves, taking deep breaths as they followed in. praying to the gods eddie wasn’t revved up as usual. your voice followed their ears, dustin eyes were wide at the scene as mike followed his gaze to see you sat down on the table in-front of eddie, happily chatting with their leader. who, in fact, looked so giddy as well making their eyes wide.

“you’re early, y/n.” dustin called you out, his nervousness slowly dying from his system. you turned your head to the boys, smiling as eddie’s hand was resting on your thigh as you stood up from your place. “too early, in fact.” dustin added, shifting his gaze between munson and you suspiciously.

“i am. i was just welcomed into hellfire.” you winked at them. mike grimaced as dustin nodded unknowingly.

“and we we’re just getting to know each other very well. ain’t that right, baby?” eddie added, smiling widely. you looked down to him, eyes slightly widening as he flashed your ripped panties before you, it was tucked safely inside his pocket. he had a devilish glint in his eyes and a smirk plastered on his lips. teasing you so bad. fucking bastard. you thought, thighs clenching again, fearing the boys knew what happened now.

but, at least that it was indeed one hella of a night for you and him.

i am a slut for eddie. <3

eddie, stop! - eddie munson

© glodessa 2022, do not repost, modify or translate!

synopsis: While desperately trying to help your boyfriend study for his finals, you have to deal with the fact he just loves to tease you whenever he can. And that he always gets what he wants.

a/n: no spoilers <3 i love how i wanted this to be a short little fluffy blurb but then this happened. it’s eddie’s fault not mine but i’m not complaining one bit teehe. enjoy <3

warnings: SMUT, strip-studying, cockwarming, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, mouth spitting, oral (fem receving), explicit language, i feel like there was one more thing but i can’t remember lol, probably wasn’t that important anyways

wc: 4.1k

MAIN MASTERLIST • STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST

You walked up the steps to his trailer, knocking at the door. It didn’t take him long to appear in front of you, his usual warm, charming smile on his face.

“You’re late, sweetheart,” he mentioned as you entered the living room area. “Got me worried for a hot minute.”

You felt your cheeks immediately heating up at his words, and the way he refused to call you by your name ever since he replaced it with his favorite pet name. Sweetheart.

“Couldn’t find those damn notes for Mrs. Higgins’ class,” you explained, taking a seat on the couch as he planted himself on the floor in front of it, hands instantly attached to your thighs as he started playing with the hem of your skirt. 

You already knew his mind was anywhere but where it was supposed to be. Classic Eddie move. Thankfully, you’ve had enough experience with the distracted variant of Eddie, knowing exactly how to make him focus on the task at hand.

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Heavy Metal Lover | Eddie Munson x Reader NSFW 18+

Summary: You’re at the Iron Maiden show. He’s at the Iron Maiden show. You’re pretty cute. He’s pretty cute. And good news…he’s got a van.

Warnings: smut, oral, penetrative sex

You hadn’t gone out to the Iron Maiden show expecting to find love, or even a one night stand. You went to have fun, and even though you were surrounded by dudes who were all either checking you out or giving you weird looks for being a single girl at a metal show, you were having the time of your life.

Eddie hadn’t driven two hours from Hawkins to find love, unless you could count moshing as a form of intimacy. A small part of him hoped he might find some cutie whose number he could get, but really, it wasn’t his top priority. He was in it for the music, for the metal injection straight into his fucking veins, and anything else that happened that night would just be a bonus—wait, hang on. There was a total babe there, not five feet away from him, and he was absolutely transfixed.

When you felt someone staring at you, you glanced to your left. There, you saw the goofiest, handsomest guy, with shaggy dark hair and the most awestruck expression on his face. You couldn’t help but smile at the look in his wide eyes, and as you did so, Eddie felt his heart beginning to race.

You were so hot.

So, so hot.

And he had no idea what to say.

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nothing new |dom!brat tamer!eddie x sub!brat!reader|

prompt: eddie tries a new punishment. you don't like it. you push eddie to go back to his old ways.

contains: 18+ MINORS DNI, dom! brat tamer! eddie, brat!sub!reader, dom/sub themes, orgasm denial mentions, degrading, language, mean-ish reader, mean!dom!eddie, spanking (mentions of cane / use of slipper)/ slippering, after care, fingering fem receiving, oral, p in v sex

"You know that's not how I like my toast." You snapped, eyes glaring so fiercely in the back of Eddie's curly head, you were sure those brown curls would catch on fire from the heat of your gaze.

Eddie's shoulders tensed, spine straightening and drawing up tight at your tone. It had been like this for the past three days. After incessantly breaking his rules all day, he'd punished you. The cane and a punishment of no cumming for the next few days.

He'd got the idea from magazine, one of the seedy ones that were hidden in the back of the stores, the X-Rated section that teenagers would whisper and try to sneak into see. The magazine said it would break them into submission, a sure-fire way to keep your sub in order that wasn't physical punishment. Eddie figured it would be fine to try, exciting even. He'd tease you until you were so close, toes curling and heavy panting, only to pull away. He'd give a smack to your ass, pointing a finger and scolding you, calling you a "bad girl" with a stern glare- like you were a dog in training.

It had the complete opposite effect than what the magazine had said. You were furious. Whatever attitude you had before was now amplified by a million. It teetered on real anger and aggravation, not the spoiled and bratty personality you played up for him. You were frustrated, sexually and emotionally.

Every snap of your harsh tongue, lashing and dripping in venom when you'd bark at him, was met with a look of warning and a threat. Eddie tired to stay firm, unrelenting in his decision to punish you, but, fuck, we're you making it difficult.

You'd woken up before him this morning, learning from the past mornings that he'd tease you awake with sweet kisses, even sweeter touches. He'd roll on top of you, grinding into you while smothering your cheeks and neck with sweet, pillowy kisses. He'd dig his fingers in your cunt, curling and rubbing your swollen clit, getting you dizzy with ecstasy in your sleepy state. You were so sweet, so warm, holding him tightly and begging him to let you cum in a nasally, high pitched tone.

Only for him to pull out of you at the last minute. You'd huff, eyes snapping open in protest. Eddie would tut at you stupidly, shoving his fingers in your mouth.

"Oh, you didn't think I'd let you cum, now did you?" He'd mock you, face exaggeratedly copying your pout. "Silly, dumb girl, you know better than that."

You would be frustrated all day. Dropping to your knees at the beginning when he'd tell you, excited and desperate to please him. Hoping he might please you in return.

He didn't.

Eddie would finish down your throat, shoving his flaccid dick back in his pants, patting your cheek lightly before going about his business. He'd leave you, stunned and horny on your knees, unsatisfied entirely and a little hurt.

That hurt turned into rage in an instance.

This morning, you weren't entertaining him with it. You'd gotten up and sat on the couch, watching TV while sipping your coffee until Eddie came in. He was still soft and warm from sleep, leaning down to press a lazy kiss to your lips. You turned your head with a huff, letting his lips barely brush your cheek.

Eddie pulled back, stunned, blearily blinking at you. "What's'a matter, baby?" He asked sweetly, head still foggy and fresh from sleep.

You glared at him, mean and pointed, before rolling your eyes back to the TV. You were cuddled up in your fluffy robe, fluffy slippers curled under your legs. You looked positively adorable, and normally, Eddie would let you know that; if you weren't being so mean.

Eddie pressed his lips together, brow furrowing. He shuffled over to the pot of coffee, the smell of the ground beans in the air, wrapping around him and carrying him to the machine. It was empty.

Eddie frowned, lifting the empty glass pot. "Did you drink all of the coffee?" Eddie asked. You didn't look at him. Just lifted your steaming mug, slurping it loudly, obnoxiously.

Eddie rolled his eyes, shoving the pot back under the machine. "You couldn't make more?" He pressed.

"Why would I do that?" You scoffed, eyes still glued on the TV. "I didn't know how long you were going to sleep. You usually sleep all day."

Eddie scoffed, shaking his head. His own jaw clenched, ripping open the Folgers' can and spooning in the ground coffee into the machine. He would just ignore it, ignore your attitude. He knew you were trying to get him to break, to go back on his punishment. He wouldn't.

"Did you eat?" Eddie asked, finger jamming into the machine, turning it on.

You didn't look at him, sipping your coffee calmly, eyes on the screen. Eddie's teeth grit. "Baby, did you eat?" He tried again.

"No." You huffed. "I just had coffee."

Eddie closed his eyes, taking a calming breath. "Do you want breakfast? Eggs?"

"I want toast." You muttered. Your eyes finally met his, cutting over to him for a moment, brows still pulled into a furrowed frown.

"I'll make you toast." Eddie nodded sweetly. "You want butter on it?"

You scoffed loudly, ignoring his sweet tone. "Obviously. That's how I always have it."

Eddie's eyes flashed in warning at you. You shrunk for a moment, throbbing between your legs. Your obedience was temporary. The moment the pulse between your legs started up, aching and incessant from days of no relief, your attitude came back stronger.

You rolled your eyes hard at him, making sure he saw you, before going back to the TV. Eddie decided to let you be. Let you sit and stew in your own little fit. He'd still cook you breakfast, still be sweet to you in the hopes of bringing you back into submission. He knew there would be some resistance with this punishment, the magazine had warned him, but he hadn't expected this.

This was miserable. Felt like a punishment for both of you.

Eddie had calmed down a little. Buttering the bread and putting it in the toaster, a routine that was mundane and let him focus on tasks. He set the timer on the toaster, two minutes, not too burnt but golden brown- how you liked it. How you always liked it.

Not today, apparently.

The snarl you gave him when he presented you with your plate had his face falling. Your lips twisting in displeasure, winking your nose down at the bread.

You're snappy response, mean and degrading, sent him over the edge.

Eddie smacked his hand on the counter, turning to glare at you. "That is exactly how you like your toast." He snapped. You didn't even flinch under his harsh glare, your own displeased place rivaling his. "What's going on with you, huh? You just gonna be mean all day?"

"Are you?" You challenged, brows raising at him.

"You were the one who couldn't keep your mouth shut the other day." Eddie pointed at you. "You had to go and break my rules, and now you don't want to be punished? What good is that?"

"It's not a good punishment, it's a stupid fucking punishment, and you know it." You growled, nails digging into the counter.

"Hey," Eddie warned, lifting a brow at you. "You watch it, alright? I'm sick of your attitude-"

You rolled your eyes at him. "Whatever." You snarled, looking down at the plate of toast. Your stomach growled silently, seeing the perfectly buttered and toasted, though you couldn't let him know that.

"I'm not eating that shit." You huffed, shoving the plate towards him. Not hard enough for the dish for fall, sending it sliding over the counter to stop in front of Eddie.

Eddie watched you stomp off to the couch, little slippers clacking against the linoleum floor to the carpet, plopping down hard enough for the springs to creak.

Eddie paused, eyes flicking from you to the toast in front of him, mocking him and fueling his fire. The truth was, he was struggling too with this punishment. His stubborn side would rather have blue balls forever than give into your bratty demands, but the rational side of him was begging for him to call it.

Eddie moved in front of you, heavy footsteps shaking the trailer until he stood in front of you, blocking your view from the TV. "Move, Eddie," You snap, glaring up at him.

Eddie put his hands on his hips, bristling gaze burning down onto you. You snarled in response, lip pursing in annoyance. "Move, Eddie, fuck, I can't see." You huffed at him. "I can't see. God, you're so annoying."

"Really?" Eddie raised a brow down at you, challenging. He was fed up, irritated with you too. "This is how you're going to play?"

You squinted, challenging at him. Eddie's tongue rolled over the side of his cheek, nodding slowly. "Holy shit, Eddie, can you just move?" You snapped, throwing your arms out. "God, you're so full of yourself all the time. All the attention has to be on you at all times, I swear, fuck. You're just being a dick now-"

You didn't get to finish your little rant. Eddie moved, just how you asked, sitting next to you on the couch. Thighs spread over the cushions, his hands gripped your wrists. Your eyes widened in realization, before you were yanked over his knee with a light oomph! and a bounce of your upper half dangling onto the ground.

Eddie didn't let you adjust, barely giving you time to steady yourself before your robe was thrown up, pajama short pulled down. His mouth watered, erection growing against your hip at the sight. The fading lines of the cane still striping over your ass, healing but still apparent. Your slippered feet kicked in the air in protest, pink and hard soled, catching Eddie's attention. He smirked to himself, free hand grabbing your wiggling ankle, pulling your leg close before plucking the slipper off your foot.

You stilled for a moment in realization, frantically squirming to look over your shoulder. "Wait, Eddie, I-"

A resounding slap, loud and clapping against your flesh cut you off, filling the room. You gasped, the sting of the slipper was shocking. A itchy burn that stung worse than the cane or the crop, one that you just wanted to reach back and rub the irritation out.

Eddie brought the slipper back down again, tongue poked out in concentration. You whimpered, pushing off the ground in protest, only for his heavy hand to press into your shoulder blades.

"You want to be mean?" Eddie snapped, the slipper falling on your already tender ass. "You want to be a little brat to me? Not follow my rules?" You howled when he brought the slipper down again, lifting at the sting of the slipper.

"That's fine, baby, I'll just remind you want happens to mean girls, bad girls." Eddie sneered.

He brought the slipper down fast and hard, peppering smacks that covered every inch of your cheeks. You squirmed, pleading and fighting against him while he held you in place. The burn was unimaginable, so uncomfortable- you couldn't understand why it made you throb the way you did. You were certain with every snap of the slipper, sending vibrating shocks to your core, that you'd cum before it was over.

Eddie's put the slipper on your robe clad back, admiring the red, splotchy glow of the globes of your ass. He licked his lips, fingertips tracing of the hot skin. He dipped low, towards your core, feeling your soaking spend that coated your thighs, smirking when you whined.

Eddie reached to your hair, fingers threading through your locks before pulling you up. You cried out, back arching on his lap. "You gonna keep being mean to me?" Eddie growled, lips brushing against the shell of your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

He could see the wet streaks of tears down your face, the sniffling and pouting lips made his cock lurch in his pajama pants. He regretted not wearing boxers for a moment, sure you could feel his hard cock pressed against you.

"I won't be mean anymore." Your bottom lip wobbled, looking over at him. Eddie's hand loosened in your hair. "'M sorry I was mean to you and broke your rules. I won't do it anymore."

Eddie's face softened, shoulder dropping in relief. You sniffled hard before he could answer, turning to face him fully, teary eyes meeting his. "P-Please don't ignore me anymore." You begged, lip wobbling. "I'll be good."

Eddie let his hand drop from your hair, moving to pull you up onto his lap. "Baby," Eddie cooed, hand cupping your cheek. "Did you not like how we've been playing for the past few days?"

Your breath stuttered under the cry, head shaking when you met his big, brown eyes. "I don't like it when you ignore me." You admitted, wiping your eyes with the heels of your hand. "I didn't like it when you'd cum and then-then just leave. I felt...used." You admitted, looking down at your fingers, nervously playing with the tie of your robe.

Eddie's fingers moved under your chin, eyes dropping in hurt. "Why didn't you tell me? Or safe word?" He asked gently.

"I didn't know I could." You admitted bashfully. "We weren't, like, doing heavy stuff so I-I thought I just had to."

"Baby," Eddie said firmly, brows knitting sternly at you. "You can safe word anytime you want. If you don't like something, safe word and tell me. It's only ok if we're both having fun. If we're both consenting to it, right?"

You nodded gently. Eddie leaned forward, pressing a kiss to your salty, wet cheeks. "Good girl." He smiled sweetly at you. "Thank you for telling me, ok? We won't do that again."

You gave a soft smile, moving to press your lips against his. Eddie kissed you sweetly, no dominance or hard kisses. It was sweet and long, lips moving against yours like in the morning when he was leaving for work, getting every last taste of you on his tongue to last him through the day.

Eddie's hands moved down your hips, to your bare center. Your pajama shorts had long been kicked onto the floor, leaving you exposed to him. Eddie slipped his fingers between you, running his calloused fingertips through your slick folds. You moaned into his mouth, eyes pinching closed, melting into his touch.

Pulling apart with a gasp, your forehead rested on his, looking down between the two of you. You watched Eddie work you, lazily circling your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure that had your tummy clenching.

"Let me take care of you, alright?" Eddie muttered, trailing kisses down your cheek. His breath ghosted over the wet skin, leaving you shivering. "Won't do that shit again. 'S been miserable to me to." Eddie admitted lowly into your skin.

You giggled lightly, airy and followed by a content sigh. "Please don't." You muttered, letting your head drop to his shoulder. "Missed you too much."

Eddie more than made it up to you. He let your come undone on his fingers, his tongue, before finally splitting you open with his cock. Fucking your hard with your legs held up in the air, leaving you gripping the worn material of the couch. He snapped his hips against you until he was spilling deep inside of you. The toast and coffee running cold on the table. Not that either of your minded.