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The Taste of You

Requested by: @crybabyddl

Pairing: perv!Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: You find Eddie in a compromising position with something of yours.

Contains: SMUT, unprotected p in v sex, oral sex (fem receiving), reader has a vagina and boobs, vaginal fingering, masturbation (Eddie), panty stealing/sniffing/licking (he’s a freaky boy), voyeurism (reader is also a bit of a perv), cum eating, finger sucking, praise kink, Eddie and reader are roommates

Word count: 3.5K+

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A/N: Thank you to @xxhellfirebunnyxx who helped me out with this one and @reidsbtch for beta reading ♥️

I do not give permission to have my work copied, translated, rewritten, put into any AI programs, or reposted

Eddie knew it was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t have done it. But when it came to you all logic and reason left his mind. 

He stood in your bedroom, rifling through the top drawer where you kept your underwear. You had gone out with friends for the night, and he knew you wouldn’t return for a while. His greedy hands searched through the drawer for the perfect pair. But he couldn’t find what he was looking for. All of them were too pristine. They smelled too much like laundry detergent and not enough like you.

He wanted you. Your scent. Your taste. Eddie craved it in a way he never thought he could with someone.

When the idea first entered his mind he was disgusted by himself. It was perverse. It was filthy. You were his roommate for fuck’s sake. Someone who trusted him. Someone he’d known for two years now. You were his friend. But none of that stopped him from making his way over to your laundry basket. 

He carefully plucked the red garment from the basket, holding it between his fingers like it was something to be treasured. To him it was. His nostrils flared as he brought the lacy cloth to his face and inhaled deeply. It was perfect. Your sweet smell lingered even as he pulled the panties away and shoved them into his pocket. 

Eddie returned to his room and closed the door, turning up the music to not disturb the neighbors through the thin walls with the noises he was bound to make. His cock was hard and aching underneath the cotton fabric of his boxers. 

He shimmed them down his thighs and onto the floor, and his dick sprang up with precum leaking from the red tip. He reached into his bedside table drawer for his bottle of lube, squirting some of the cold substance into his hand and smearing it around his cock. The lube mixed with his precum as he slowly stroked himself. He brought your panties back up to his face and sniffed at them, basking in your natural scent. 

“Fuck, smell so good sweetheart.” 

He steadily increased his rhythm, his eyes fluttering shut as pleasure began to pool in his belly. The slick sounds of his pumping hand could barely be heard over the music. Curiously, his tongue poked out at the fabric and he licked at the spot that met your core. He groaned deeply and his cock twitched in his grasp when the taste of you met his tastebuds. He sped up his hand, pumping harshly as he sucked down on the cloth, trying to get as much of you as he could. He let the lacy garment hang in his mouth while his now free hand cupped his balls, rolling them gently between his fingers. 

The heat in his stomach grew and grew as he got closer to his release. He imagined you were on his mouth now, that the fabric between his lips was your clit and he was pleasuring you in a way that made your toes curl. He imagined having you withering on his bed. He imagined the sounds you’d make. He imagined how you’d say his name. 

“Eddie?”

The sound of your voice had his eyes shooting open, his head snapping to you. He saw you standing in the doorway to his bedroom staring at him with wide eyes in a look of disbelief. Your panties dropped from his mouth as he let out a small gasp. Seeing your face was the tipping point. It sent him over the edge. He moaned loudly over the sounds of the stereo and came into his hand, coating it with his release. 

You had come home early, finding the bar your friends had dragged you to boring with too many guys that weren’t your type. As soon as you walked into your shared apartment with Eddie you heard his music playing from inside his bedroom. Your day had been long and stressful and you let that irritation get the best of you when you whipped open his door without knocking, what you saw before you had the words lodging in your throat and your thighs clenching together. 

Eddie, with his eyes squeezed shut and your panties pressed to his nose as he stroked his dick. You watch enamored, unable to tear your eyes from the sight before you. You knew it was wrong, watching your roommate in such an intimate way. But he looked beautiful, and you didn’t want to stop. Sweat gleamed on his forehead as he worked his cock. You could just faintly hear the wet sounds of his pumping over the music.

When his tongue licked at the crotch of your underwear you had to suppress the whimper that escaped you. Slickness built at your core as you watched him. You had half the mind to relieve yourself as well, but you resisted. Deciding you’d already gone too far, you said his name. You weren’t expecting him to finish when he looked at you.

“Shit! Fuck! Shit, I’m sorry,” Eddie said frantically, grabbing a nearby pillow to cover up his now-spent cock. “I-I’m so sorry.”

His cum was still on his hand and he noticed you staring at it, almost entranced as your mind raced. You went to his stereo and turned his music off. He watched you carefully, waiting for you to get angry. For you to yell and scream at him. But you didn’t. 

Instead, you appeared before him, grabbing his hand and bringing his fingers to your mouth. You sucked at the digits, tongue grazing between them as you collected his arousal. He stared at you with wide eyes and mouth agape. His bare chest rose and fell quickly as he tried to catch his breath. A task that was proving to be much harder with his fingers in your mouth. When you moaned around them Eddie couldn’t help but let out a small pathetic whine. His fingers left the cavern of your mouth with a soft pop. His big brown eyes looked up at you in wonder. 

You picked up your underwear from where it fell on the ground, holding it between your thumb and forefinger. The crotch was still wet from where he licked and sucked on them. 

You held them up to his face, watching his adam apple bounce with a nervous gulp. “Do you like these?” you asked, speaking more quietly and calmly than Eddie ever expected you to with what you caught him doing. He nodded slowly, hesitantly. Unable to get the words out, he looked between you and the panties in your hand. “And you liked how they tasted?” 

His hands clutched at the pillow still on his lap. He could feel himself already getting hard again from your intense stare. “Y-yeah,” he finally answered. “You taste really good.” 

You hummed thoughtfully, letting the garment fall from your fingers. “Dirty boy,” you teased, which earned you a whimper from his pretty lips. “I like the way you taste too.” 

In one swift movement, you removed your shirt, revealing the matching red bra to the soiled underwear he had stolen. You didn’t think his eyes could get any wider, but the sight of you standing before him in your bra had them bulging out of his head. He pinched himself, convinced he was dreaming. It was like he was in a damn porno film. As much as he was loving every second of it, he couldn’t believe it.

“Is this what you usually do to get off?” you questioned, grabbing him by the chin and forcing him to look up at your face. “Sneak into my room, steal my panties, and touch yourself to the thought of me. Is that what you do? You think of me?”

“Well I, uh, I–” 

“Eddie,” you said his name sternly as you leaned down to his face until you were inches away. “It’s okay. I think of you too.” You slowly pulled the pillow away from his lap and let it fall to the ground. When you looked down you saw his cock already hardening. It twitched under your gaze and you looked up at him with a smile.

“You do?” he asked in disbelief. 

“All the time.” 

He couldn’t help the smile that curled up his lips at your confession. It gave him a surge of confidence, knowing you wanted him in that way too. He grabbed at the back of your head and kissed you, pulling you down with him as he laid down on his bed. You straddled his waist and your hands explored his body, reaching downwards to grab at his hard dick. He hissed at the feeling of your warm hand on him, breaking away from the kiss. “No yet, I want to make you feel good first,” he pulled your hand away from him and with a show of strength that made more wetness pool at your center, he flipped the both of you around.

“Can I take these off?” He asked toying with the button of your jeans. When you nodded he made quick work of undoing them and sliding them down your thighs. “I like these too,” he remarked, hooking his finger into the waistband of your black panties. 

“You can have them when we’re done,” you shrugged, smiling up at him. His eyes shot up to meet yours, looking for any sign that you were joking. “The red ones too?” 

“You can’t have them all!” You chuckled. 

“Fine, fine,” he laughed with you as he helped you shimmy out of your underwear, the final barrier between him and what he craved. You spread your legs wide for him as he slinked down the bed to be face-to-face with your cunt. He spread your lips open with his fingers. When he saw you, open and dripping for him he groaned. 

“Fuck you’re pretty,” he said quietly, his eyes not leaving your core. 

“Me or my pussy?” You giggled, his intense gaze was making you shift from underneath him. You weren’t used to it, being looked at with such hunger. 

“Both,” he responded before he dove in, licking between your folds. He moaned at the taste of you, eyes fluttering shut. It was so much better from the source. He gripped your thighs tightly and kept them spread wide for him as he made out with your cunt. You gasped and your hands gripped at the bedsheets when he sucked onto your clit. He wanted to savor this moment, to make it last as long as he could. So he went slow. Tortuously slow as his tongue licked through you. All he could think about was you, and how you were so openly giving yourself to him right now. How you wanted him just as he wanted you. 

“Eddie,” you groaned, frustrated by his teasing. “Please, I need more.” 

How could he deny you? 

He sped up the movements of his tongue, plunging it into your soaking hole. Your hands found their way into his hair, tangling into his curly strands. Heat grew in your belly from the pleasure he was bringing you. You writhed on his bed, just as you had in his daydream. 

The sounds you made, every gasp and moan only spurred him on. There was no other way to describe it, he was devouring you. His fingers dug into your thighs when he felt his cock twitch from the way you roughly pulled at his hair. He moaned against you and you felt the vibrations of it as your orgasm neared. 

“Eddie I’m…I’m gonna—“ You cut yourself out with a cry as he pushed two fingers inside of you. They slipped in easily with the way your pussy gushed for him. 

“Cum for me sweetheart,” he pleaded with a rasp to his voice. You clenched around his fingers when they found your g-spot, stroking it in a c’mere motion. His mouth attached itself back onto your clit, sucking and licking at the small bundle of nerves. With a strong tug of his hair and a wail of his name, you came. But he didn’t stop, continuing his steady motions as he fucked you with his fingers through your orgasm. 

When he finally pulled his fingers out of you, you thought he was done. But then he sucked his fingers into his mouth, cleaning them of your release with a moan. “Fuck, you did so good baby. Good girl. But I need more.” 

Then his mouth was back on you, his thick tongue going back to work between your wet lips and his fingers sunk back into your hole. He ignored the aching of his dick to put all his focus on you. You’d never been with someone who was so enthusiastic about eating you out, and it was the hottest thing you’d ever seen. You couldn’t believe that it was happening. The man you had been dreaming about, crushing on, for the past two years was lying between your thighs bringing you to cloud nine. 

Eddie looked up at you, his dark eyes staring back up at yours. He groaned at the sight of your blissed-out expression. It was everything he’d dreamed of and more. He wanted to sear the image into his brain so he’d never forget it. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever have you like this again. But at least he’d have the memories. He hoped that would be enough. 

When you came for the second time that night, you swore you saw stars. Your legs shook as you came down from your high. Eddie pulled off your clit with a soft pop and looked up at you with a grin, the bottom of his face coated in your slick. 

“You did so good princess,” he cooed, crawling up to be face-to-face with you. He brought his fingers that were inside you to your lips and tapped at them gently. “Should see how good you taste.” 

You took his fingers into your mouth and sucked, moaning around them at the taste of yourself. “Dirty girl,” he teased playfully. When he pulled his fingers your hand traveled downwards, taking his hard cock into your hand.

“I’m not the one who jerked off with their roommates' underwear. If anyone’s dirty it’s you,” you smirked at him. You slowly started to pump him in your first. A small gasp left his lips and his brows furrowed in pleasure. “Get on your back,” you commanded him. He obliged, flipping off you to lie down. You straddled him and reached behind yourself to unclip your bra, letting it fall from your body. 

Eddie marveled at your breasts, cursing under his breath at the sight. You spit into your hand and grabbed at his dick again, continuing your previous jerking motions. “Can I taste you again Eddie? I want you in my mouth.” 

He groaned deeply, “Sweetheart, as much as I would love that I need to be inside you or I’ll die.” You laughed as he reached over to his nightstand drawer for a condom but you stopped him, pinning his hands above his head by his wrists.

“No, I want to feel you. All of you,” you leaned down and nipped at his bottom lip. “I want you to fill me up.” 

He whined at your words, nodding his head dumbly. You released your hold on his wrists, bringing your entrance to his aching cock. You rubbed yourself against him, smearing your wetness along his shaft. 

“Baby, baby, don’t tease me,” he begged, his hands gripping onto your thighs. 

You brought his tip to your hole and slowly started to sink down on it. A breathy gasp left your lips as you felt the way his length stretched you. Eddie was breathing rapidly, his chest rising and falling quickly. He looked up at you with wide eyes full of lust. You looked so beautiful on top of him with your hair askew from writhing on his bed earlier, your kiss-bitten lips and eyes clenched shut as you slowly pushed him into you. 

“So big,” you murmured absentmindedly to yourself. You rolled your hips over his, your hands resting on his shoulders to keep yourself steady. You were so warm and wet, that Eddie could hardly focus on anything but the feeling of your walls hugging around him. “Feels so good baby,” he groaned, bucking his hips up to meet yours. You moaned when he hit your g-spot, fingers digging into his shoulders. His hands reached up to cup your breasts and his thumbs rolled over the pebbled nipples forcing a whimper from you. 

“God you’re perfect,” he sighed. You clenched around him at his words and picked up your pace, grinding down onto him harshly. You reached between your bodies to touch your clit, rubbing gently at the small nub. 

You leaned down and kissed him, your tongue meeting his when you gasped from the feeling of another harsh thrust from him. Eddie’s hands left your breasts as he grabbed at your ass, digits digging into the flesh. The room echoed with sounds of your wetness as he plunged in and out of you. His cock twitched inside of you. He knew he was close. So close. You knew it too. 

“I-I can’t, fuck, I can’t believe this is happening,” he gasped as the pleasure grew into a white heat. “Wanted you for so long. Too fucking long.” 

“Me too,” you agreed with a weak nod. 

“Pussy’s better than I imagined,” Eddie groaned, mesmerized by the sight of his dick sliding in and out of you.

You looked down at him, brushing his hair away from his sweaty forehead. “You’re such a naughty boy, Eddie,” you said, rolling your hips with vigor to make him cum for you. “Sneaking into my room and stealing my panties. If you wanted a taste that bad you could have just asked.” 

Eddie whined pitifully underneath you at your words, his face scrunching up in pleasure. You felt yourself getting closer to the edge too, continuing your movements against your bundle of nerves. 

“Are you gonna cum for me, pretty boy?” You smirked, ignoring the shaking of your thighs as they strained from your thrusts. 

“Yes, yes, fuck yes,” Eddie chanted. His fingers dug deeply into the plush of your ass. He bucked feverishly up into your wet heat, chasing his orgasm. 

“Cum for me Eddie. Want to feel you fill me up, want your cum,” you gasped. 

His release rippled through him and he came with a cry of your name. You felt him spill into you, filling you with his cum. But even when his high subsided you continued to ride him, desperately trying to reach your own. Eddie moaned and whined underneath you the more overstimulated he became. 

“Make me cum Eddie,” you said softly. “Don’t you want me to cum on your cock?” 

“Fuck, yes! Please, please! Need you to cum so bad princess. Please!” he begged as the pleasure ebbed to pain. 

His begging sent you over the edge. You moaned loudly as your walls spasmed around him, coating his cock in your release. Your thighs shook from exertion and Eddie hissed as he slid his sensitive cock out of you. You fell beside him, the both of you panting to catch your breaths. He grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you. 

When he pulled away his brown eyes looked into yours. For a moment you thought you saw the faintest sliver of fear. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked, bringing your hand to stroke gently at his cheek. 

“I don’t want this to be a one-time thing, and I don’t want to just be friends with benefits. I want more. I want you.” he admitted. You smiled and kissed him again.

 “I’m yours.” 

Eddie covered your face in gentle pecks making you giggle under his affections. Your arms wrapped around each other as he pulled you into him, nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “If I had known it would have led to this I would have stolen from you sooner.” 

You smacked at his chest playfully and he chuckled in response, placing a kiss on your skin. “Perv,” you said jokingly.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re going to get me all riled up again.” Eddie pulled away from your neck with a grin. 

“Don’t tempt me with a good time Munson,” you teased back. 

Eddie’s brows rose, intrigued. He pulled away from you and slinked down the bed, seeing the way his cum dribbled down your thighs. “Oh princess, look at the mess I made. Only fair that I clean it up right?” 

If someone had told you just earlier that day that you would be fucking your roommate long into the night, you wouldn’t have believed them. But you did. With tangled limbs, soaked sheets, and panting breaths you pulled orgasm after orgasm from each other. Only stopping for short breaks to drink and snack. When you finished, sore, and spent beyond belief, Eddie held you in his arms while you both slept. Promises of something new and exciting hung in the air. 

Eddie knew what he did was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t have done it. But he didn’t regret it. Not when it meant he got to have you. 

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Souvenirs: Perv!Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Based off of this idea from @daughterofautumn

Content warnings: Graphic smut (minors DNI) language, snooping, nudes, male masturbation, implied public sex (his van).

“Eddie? What the hell happened?”, you ask, opening the front door for him. You had expected him to pick you up an hour ago, but he had never showed.

He’s absolutely soaked, dripping onto the floor as his sneakers squeak beneath him.

“My van broke down”, he huffs as you shut the door. “Walked all the way here in a fuckin’ downpour.”

You drag him down the hallway, stopping in front of the bathroom door. “I’m going to grab you towels and start the shower, the clothes you forgot last time you slept over are in my dresser.”

Eddie leaves you in the bathroom and continues down the hallway to your room to rifle through your dresser. He throws the top drawer open, searching for his sweatpants and Iron Maiden t-shirt.

He finds his clothes folded neatly towards the top, grabbing them and tucking them under his arm. As he’s reaching for the nob to close the drawer, a stack of Polaroids catch his eye.

The first in the pile is innocent enough, you’re smiling at the camera in a low cut top. The next features a close up of your cleavage, pushed up by your arms holding the camera out to take the photo.

He continues to look through the pictures, treated to the sight of you in a matching black lace lingerie set, slowly being removed with each photo.

“What the fuck?”, he breathes, shuffling through the pile of photographs.

By the last few photos, you’re completely nude, thighs spread to show off your glistening cunt to the camera.

Did you mean for him to see them, or did you forget they were there when you told him to go into your dresser? His head is still spinning when he hears you walking down the hall towards him.

“Did you find them?”, you call.

Eddie practically jumps, scrambling to put the Polaroids back into a neat stack how he found them. He plucks two from the pile and quickly tucks them into his back pocket before shutting the drawer.

“Did you find them?”, you ask again, hip resting on the door jamb to your room.

“Y-yeah”. Eddie spins around, holding the pile of clothes out for you to see. “Found them. I’m going to go”, he gestures past you towards the hallway, “shower”.

You step aside to let him pass, eyeing him when he clears his throat after having accidentally brushed his shoulder against you.

Eddie practically runs to the bathroom, hand reaching for the Polaroids in his back pocket before he even gets the door shut and locked.

He unbuttons his jeans and shoves them down along with his boxers, fist flying over his cock, desperate to cum.

It only takes him a handful of pumps before he’s spurting all over himself, biting his fist to muffle the whimpers he can’t hold back.

He sets the Polaroids on the counter, careful to place them in the pocket of his sweatpants for safe keeping.

Once the rain stops, you drive him back to his van, which thankfully only needs a jump to get running again.

He hugs you goodbye, angling his hips away from you when he feels the heavy press of your breasts against his chest.

The Polaroids burn a hole in his pocket the entire ride home, hands drumming on the steering wheel impatiently.

Eddie nearly sprints into the trailer and down the hallway to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Ripping the Polaroids from his pocket, he pushes down his sweatpants and boxers, kicking them into the corner.

Sitting down on his bed, he reaches over to his bedside table and pumps lotion onto his hand. He wraps it around his erection and starts to pump, spreading the lotion to slick himself up.

He holds the pictures close to get a better look as he fists his cock, thumb tracing the head as he twists his wrist on the upstroke.

In the first picture, your tits are out, nipples hard like you’d been playing with them. One hand is buried under the waistband of your panties, no doubt toying with your clit.

He imagines pushing them together, burying his cock in the valley between your breasts as he paints your chest with his cum.

In the second photo, Eddie’s personal favorite, your black panties are pulled to the side, showing off your pussy. Your clit is red and swollen, lips puffy and shiny with your slick.

He thinks about running the head if his cock up and down your slit, bumping into your clit as you grind down onto him, seeking friction.

The hand on his cock speeds up, moaning when he thinks about all of the sounds he could coax out of you. Maybe you were a screamer, wailing as he pounds into you.

Or better yet, maybe you were shy, quiet sighs and barely-there moans slipping out of you. He would spend every ounce of energy trying to make you lose control and cry out. You'd sound so pretty, split open on his cock, head thrown back as you whimper and beg for him to make you cum.

He doesn’t realize how close he is until the image of you on your knees in front of him, mouth open to take his cum pops into his mind, orgasm blindsiding him.

His cum spurts out onto the photos, quickly cleaned off once he catches his breath so that he doesn’t ruin them.

The clean Polaroids end up sandwiched between the pages of his worn copy of The Hobbit on his bedside table for safe keeping.

The next day at school, an envelope flutters out of Eddie’s locker when he opens it to retrieve his lunchbox, ready to head home for the day.

Inside the envelope he finds the rest of the Polaroids with a note written in your signature girly cursive. It reads: “I know you stole a few of these, you pervert. I took some new ones for you. Enjoy!”

Eddie’s eyes widen, looking around quickly to make sure he’s alone before shuffling through the stack of pictures, finding a handful of new ones.

In these, you’re wearing a pair of red lace panties shoved to the side, one of Eddie’s old Hellfire Club t-shirts hanging off of your shoulder seductively as you bury two fingers into your cunt.

Eddie sputters and slams his locker shut, taking off down the hall to the parking lot.

You don’t make it to your car before he’s dragging you into the back of his van to show you just how much he enjoyed his surprise.

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thinking about perv!eddie tonight :

thinking about the way eddie glances at you bending over to fix your untied shoelaces he purposely stepped on, bending down a little and getting a glimpse of your clothed cunt underneath your skirt you loved so much.

thinking about how everytime eddie comes over to yours and while you’re in the bathroom, he’ll rub his sticky erection all over your favourite stuffie that he knows you rub your needy cunt on every night, trying to fix the urges between your pretty legs.

thinking about eddie climbing ever so subtly over your sleeping figure, positioning himself between your thighs with his hand over his cock and staring at your pretty little cunt, peeking through the sides of your satin shorts staining the material slightly with your slick making him stroke himself slowly on the bed.

thinking about how eddie would touch your cunt through your shorts and earn a small whimper out of your sleepy mouth, the satin collecting even more of your slick making him eager to push more, and lick at your clothed cunt, smelling your arousal which makes him feral.

thinking of eddie continuing to lick you through your shorts, whimpering and rutting against the bed with his hand so softly not to wake you, as he grows closer to his climax before sitting up and coming all over his hand and your shorts before he’ll throw the covers back on you and go back to bed, leaving you covered with him.

𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓹𝓲𝓮 🍒･ﾟ; * ✧ ･ﾟ.

perv!stepbro!eddie munson x slut!reader (fem)

✦ You have a date with Jason Carver, tonight. Eddie has something else in mind. ✦ 0.8k ✧ AO3

18+ 𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 — Stepcest. Jealousy. Daddy kink. Fingering, v. Praise kink, degradation. Throat fucking, ball worship. Creampie, piv.

🍒 anon request ⟡ “ heyyy lovey so i have an ask it’s basically step brother!eddie and his sis is all ready for school looking cute but he’s like ??? who is she getting cute for so he gets all jealous and mad and just possessive in general and he ends up messing up her pretty make up:(((( ” ⟡ requests open

It’s a sight to behold. You’re bent over the bathroom sink, hips crooked at the porcelain’s edge, blotting bright red lipstick from the corners of your mouth. So beautiful, so innocent — his little sister. His baby.

Eddie’s only human. Leaned over like that, he can watch your perky tits jiggle left and right in that low-cut shirt, nipples pert in the frigid breeze of the AC. Clearly, you’re not wearing a bra, and the further you bend over in that tight mini-skirt, the closer he can get to seeing that cute little pussy under your clothes.

“Baby,” he chides, stalking up behind you to swipe his fingers through your folds. “What have I told you, about your panties?”

You startle, turning to face him, a plush pout on your lips. “Always wear them in public,” you frown.

He cages you against the little counter, his chest pressed into your frame. “That’s right, sweetheart,” Eddie kisses your cheek, lifting your chin with his ring. You slide your palms in his back pockets, melting when his warm fingers cuddle your cunt. “You know Daddy doesn’t like to share.”

Suddenly timid, you press a dainty hand to his sprawling chest. “I have to go,” you mumble, excusing yourself to the adjoining bedroom. “Jason will be here any minute.”

Eddie follows you into your room, locking the door behind him. He sits tall at the edge of your bed, watching you slip on a pair of pink kitten heels, and pats the denim on his lap.

“C’mere, baby,” he murmurs, holding a hand out to you.

You sigh, sitting onto his thighs, trying hard to ignore the bulge in his jeans. He wraps his strong arms around you, brushing kisses on your temple, and bullies his teeth into your neck.

“Look so pretty tonight, angel. My pretty girl.”

“Thank you, Teddie,” you whisper, a familiar heat climbing your face.

He hums sweetly, cupping your tits through the shirt. “Can you do me a favor?” He says, tilting your face to look up at him. “Can you come give Daddy’s cock some of those pretty kisses, sugar?”

You close your eyes, drunk on brotherly affection. Mhm… You moan involuntarily, sinking to your knees to unbuckle his belt. When you pull out his balls, you give them a plush, wet kiss, the mark of your lips adorning his skin. You massage the red lipstick on his sack with your tongue, needy palm stroking his length.

“You like my lipstick on your nuts, Daddy?” You rub your messy mouth onto the hair of his balls, teasing a fat lick up the seam.

“Keep you right there forever,” Eddie strokes your hair, shoving your face further in his crotch. “Wanna see those pretty lips suckin’ my cock, sweetheart.”

You swallow him in one gulp, cupping his balls in your hand to stroke the soft, velvet skin. Breathing in his earthy musk, you clean his cock with your tongue, licking the leftover cum from his daily jerking session.

“Don’t need a shower when I’ve got a slut to suck me off,” he grunts, pushing your head down his shaft. “You like it dirty, don’t you, baby?”

You whine on his cock, the vibrations tickling his shaft. Jason is the farthest thing from your dirty mind, your mouth sucking like you were made to do it, the push of your brother’s cock down your tight little throat enough to make your pussy drip.

He raises his legs, wrapping those muscular thighs around your head to bully you down onto his bush. “All the way, baby… Keep it inside. Lick those fucking balls.”

He doesn’t let up until you’re writhing for air. When the mascara dribbles down your spit-covered cheeks, your foundation comes with it, all the hard work from your meticulous makeup wasted on a quick fuck. But that’s just how he wants you: a sweet, sniveling, submissive mess for your hellion of a brother, fucked full of that family sperm you love so much. Unequivocally off-limits for Jason and his jocks, no matter how hard you try to get away.

Eddie tugs you off his cock, a brief chill scattering over him as he bullies your waist. He pushes you down, face-first on the bed, spreading your legs and hiking your skirt to finish inside.

When he slips in, you bite your sheets to stifle a moan, his spurting cock pumping hard in your cervix. “Take that cum, sugar. That’s a Daddy’s girl… Always Daddy’s girl…”

He collapses on top of you, breathing hard in your ear, and stuffs his fingers up your cunt to plug in his leaking cum.

Winded, Eddie bends you in half, making you hold your ankles to keep it all in. He grins like a devil, rings grazing your sticky cheek.

“Atta girl,” he coos. “Lemme get you those panties, baby.”

✦ Author’s Note: Thank you to the sweet anon, who sent this request! I hope it lived up to expectations, and it’s okay I changed some things. This was inspired by this blurb from @ddeadly-succubus 🤍 Please reblog + comment, if you enjoyed :)

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— promiscous

♱ character: eddie munson

♱ synposis: things eddie would do if he was ur bf, fwb, or anything! but he’s a perv like… all the time…

♱ cw: vulgar language use, sexual activity, afab reader

♱ a/n: this is gonna be a series! i’m gonna be doing it with diff st teens hehe even the gals <3 let me know if you’d enjoy that pls! oh and request if u want :3

perv eddie as your boyfriend that keeps his hand under your skirt when you’re out, sitting next to each other. the tips of his fingers grazing your panties.

perv eddie that loves to watch you sleep and thinks about how pretty you’d sound if he played with your body while you’re asleep.

perv eddie that hates it when you wear sets under your clothes when he didn’t tell you to. he wants you to only be pretty for him in the bedroom.

perv eddie that deals with you and when you were short on money, he offered another way to pay him.

perv eddie as your friend that hypothetically invites you to skinny dip with him, his dick hardening when you said you would. when he went home, he looked through his magazines and jerked off to the one that looked like you the most.

perv eddie that keeps your underwear under his pillow. he stole it when you slept over, and while you didn’t even notice it was gone, he was up at night wrapping it around his length and whimpering out your name.

perv eddie as your fwb that makes sure you sit on his lap, especially when there’s people around. everytime you squirm while talking, he shuts his eyes in hopes of not getting a hard on.

perv eddie that films you while he’s fucking you. whenever you’re not around, he plays it to get his sweet release.

perv eddie that knows you get horny when you’re high. he gave you a shotgun kiss which turned into you now on his lap, and his hands on your waist.

perv eddie that tells you he wants to go home and fuck the shit out of you at the most random times.

perv eddie that obviously grips his dick or adjusts himself when you stare at him. he likes the way you look at him, makes him want to eat you up.

perv eddie that asks you to dress in certain ways when you two decide to fuck. he wants his fantasies to be real. can’t blame him!

perv eddie that watches you intently when you walk ‘cause he can see the way your chest moves during every step you take.

perv eddie that squeezes your ass as a way to greet you. you swat his hand away and he smirks in return ‘cause he knows you like it.

perv eddie that tells you “i just love hearing you sing, sweetheart.” whenever you moan from how good he’s fucking you.

perv eddie that hangs around you when you exercise ‘cause he wants to hear those little sounds escale your mouth.

perv eddie that hugs you from behind and cups your tits with his hands. he feels comfortable doing it, you feel comfortable too but you only push him off when he starts fondling them.

perv eddie that loves to watch you at night. his eyes staring intently at your slightly open window, he can hear the moans and whines coming out of you. he’s the only one that knows how perverted you are too, you were letting the whole neighborhood hear you. thankfully eddie had it all to himself.

thinking about perv!bestfriend eddie who invites u for a sleepover and u obviously say yes. he gives u some clothes to wear, plaid pyjama pants and a VERY short hellfire shirt.

“oh sorry about the length, i was trying to see how it would look cropped but i kinda messed that one up. it’s still comfy to sleep in though!” eddie tells you while finding matching clothes for him to sleep in.

him asking u to help him with things through out the whole sleepover, asking you to get him a glass of water, him watching you reach up, standing on your tippy toes, reaching for a glass, while he gets a glimpse of the underside of your tits, not noticing your shirt had ridden up so much.

he’s like. such a perv he’s so obsessed with you but tries to be sneaky about it. he’s lucky you trust him so much and can’t imagine him being a perv (screams im dying (real) )

okay but!!! imagine !!! dbf!eddie being so excited to see u when u come home from university!! ur parents throwing a party for you, eddie getting dressed up for you and getting your favourite flowers for you!

and when he SEES you!!!!! he melts. you’ve gotten even prettier than when he saw you last summer. he tries to act cool and nonchalant by standing at the back of the room, waiting for you to notice him.

he’s the first person you look for when you enter the party. he looks so good in his old jacket from high school. you think it makes him look even more attractive. you see him and your stomach flips. how the hell did he get even hotter over the year?

you walk up to him, and he can’t stop himself. he picks you up and spins you.

“you’ve grown so much dove, can’t believe how big you’ve gotten.” he says, setting you down.

you giggle and blush, hoping he didn’t hear how loud your heart was beating. you feel so flustered!!! he touched you!! grabbed your wasit!!!!! CALLED YOU DOVE!!! ur brain is malfunctioning.

then ur dad comes over to see how you’re enjoying your party! and all you can think about is how much you want to be alone with your dads best friend.

eddie cant stop staring at you. he feels like a dirty old man, ogling you when you’re about 20 years younger than him. he cant help but be attracted to you. you’re the sweetest thing he’s ever seen, with the cutest pout and prettiest eyes.

he promises himself that before you leave home to go back to uni, he’s gonna make you his girl.

Dustin, whose your friend? II

E.M

Eddie Munson x shy!reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: fluff, shy reader, anxious reader, nice eddie, dnd

Part I

You hear Eddie before you see him. You just have time to give yourself a once over in the mirror before you open your door, and hop down the steps to your house. Eddies sat there in his van, waiting for you. When he sees you, he grins and jumps out. He runs to the passenger side to open the door for you.

“M’lady,” he says, while bowing you into the van. You smile and pat his head while climbing up into your seat.

Eddie had been teaching you how to play dnd and tonight was the first time you would partake in a real campaign. With real players. With people you know. You were beyond nervous.

“It's gonna be fine baby! They were all first timers once! And we never judged them or made fun of them. We're gonna have so much fun.” He says while smiling at you.

“Okay, if you say so.” You answer quietly. He takes your hand and kisses it, making you smile. He knew you could get in your head about things. That was fine, as long as he could bring you back out to him. Only he knew how to talk sense into you.

You arrived at the school, and he hopped out fast so he could get your door for you. He loved doing that. Being able to do things boyfriends do for their girlfriends. He was the kind of guy who took pride in being a real gentleman. Someone who you could brag about to your girlfriends. 

“Hey guys!’ You hear behind you. Of course Dustin is here early to set up. 

“Hey Dusty! Are you excited? The start of a new campaign should be pretty epic.” You gush to him, hoping that you don't sound like an idiot.

“I know! The guys and I are so excited you're gonna play with us. It's gonna be legendary.” Dustin smiles at you, while helping Eddie unload some of the equipment he would need for the campaign. Apparently Eddie has spent some money on some new props. 

You help them bring in the boxes to the drama room. What the hell was in here? They were so heavy. You set down your box as soon as Eddie had unlocked the door. You were starting to get more nervous than excited. What surprise did Eddie have in store? No one knew.

“HOLY SHIT” you hear Dustin yell. You whip around, to see him with an open box in front of him. Before you could think, Eddie was behind him, holding his hand to Dustin's mouth.

“Dammit henderson. You weren't supposed to open that. Do not tell anyone. Alright?” Eddie says, while slowly dropping his head.

Dustin slowly nods, mouth agape. “I won't tell, but how they hell did you pay for those?” he asks.

“Just renting them for the campaign, they gave me a deal too, they know Wayne.” Eddie says smugly.

You take a step closer, trying to sneak a peek at what is in the box. Before you get any closer, Eddie has you by the shoulders, spinning you around. “Let's go look over here angel, I’ll let you sit on my throne.”

—---

Now that Dustin knew about the secret, he got to help set up the surprise and you had to wait in the hallway. Before you knew it, the other members started to show up.

“Hey! We didn't know you were staring tonight.” Garett said when he and Jeff walked up to the drama room.

Before you could reply, Jeff pointed to the door, “Is Eddie not here yet? I have a spare key so we can get in.” He says, starting to take his backpack off so he can grab the key.

“No! Eddie and Dustin are setting up a surprise so we have to wait for them to let us in.” You tell them. They lean on the wall with you, making small talk. Some more members showed up, while you and Garett explained why the door was closed.

The collective group were all curious and excited for what was to come. Some had guesses, none very realistic. You explained whatever it was, had fit into 5 cardboard boxes. Before the group could start theorizing, the door creaked open. The lights were off. That wasn't normal was it? You look at Garett and he looks just as confused as you feel.

He pushes the door the rest of the way open. There's a break in the dark light. A deep red is emanating from Eddie's throne. Suddenly the floor fills up with smoke, where the hell had Eddie gotten a smoke machine? But that wasn't it. Once everyone was through the door, a menacing sound came from unseen speakers. Holy shit. Is this what hellfire was always like? 

As the music rose, the lights got brighter, and Eddie stepped out from behind his throne. He was grinning like a maniac. Once he sat, everyone raced to their designated seats so they could start. You found an empty chair next to Dustin. You smiled at him and sat down, pulling out your folder that Eddie helped you work on. You were so excited to see what was going to happen. It was comforting that you had the help of your party.

Throughout the campaign, the music flows with the energy of the campaign. How had Eddie orchestrated this so perfectly? He was an amazing Dungeon Master. There came a point where your character was the only one who could save the party. This was up to you to save them. You stood at the end of the table, facing Eddie. You were shaking the D20 in your hands, praying that you got enough to take down the thessalhydra that had attacked your group. 

You looked around the table, at your friends who were counting on you. You looked at Eddie, who was staring at your hands. Usually he would stare down the saviour of the campaign, but he wanted you to do well. He needed you to. Because if you didn't, would you still want to go to hellfire permanently? 

You let go of the die, crossing your fingers. You couldn't look. What if it wasn't enough to save the party? Would the campaign be over? It would be all your fault. They'd never invite you back-

“FUCK YEAH” Garrett screams while everyone cheers and celebrates. You looked down. You had just taken down the monster, saving the party, and ending the progress of the campaign for the night. 

You stood there shocked, with your mouth open. You turn to look at Dustin, who is mirroring your expression. You both stare at each other. “FUCK YEAH” you both yell while putting your arms in the air. You did it!! Everyones cheering for you. The party has a group hug, with you in the middle. You get a glimpse of Eddie, who is smiling from ear to ear. 

After all the commotion had died down, the group rushed to Eddie, asking him if they could rent the lights, smoke machine, and speakers again for next week. Eddie pretends to think about it, before yelling out “Of course we can, are you kidding me? That's the best session we've ever had.”

The magic of the night had affected them all. They had all been playing for years, but this felt like dnd reinvented. It was like they all fell in love with it for the first time again. It was magic. And Eddie had created that. They worshiped him for it. 

Before you knew what you were doing, your feet carried you to Eddie's throne. You threw your arms over him and kissed him. Eddie was shocked. Was he that good that you kissed him in front of EVERYONE? He didn't think much more than that because his brain literally stopped working.

You broke apart, instantly getting shy. What did you just do? It was only your second date! What if he thought you were easy? Before you could think much more, Eddie pulled you in for another kiss. Pulling you out of your head and back to him.