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emmy | twenty two | 18+ only side account: cinemaduvall 🤍

[cinemamunson]

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❀ emmy (she / her) ❀ twenty two ❀ gemini sun ☼, aquarius moon ☾, leo rising ↑

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[cinemamunson]

Promise I haven’t disappeared again long-term, college is just kicking my ass right now!! back soon!! <333

[cinemamunson]

𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 — 𝐞.𝐦. (𝟏𝟖+)

Eddie Munson x fem!reader smut

wc 2.3k+

summary eddie tries out something new with you whilst you’re watching a film together. but you’re pretty he’s only interested in pulling as many pretty sounds from you as possible.

warnings smut!! lots of smut!! soft!dom eddie, almost a sub!reader but it’s very gentle, fingering, neck kissing, lots of eddie talking, eddie talking you through it, slight overstimulation, fem!reader, reader is described as having boobs, eddie’s a menace who just wants to drive you insane <333

Eddie loves to pull you to sit in front of him whilst you’re watching a movie. He’ll move you so your back is directly against his chest, his arms wrapped around you so he can keep you close to him.

Tonight’s no exception, he’s got you settled in front of him, your body relaxed into his as a movie plays out on the tv. But then his hands start wondering, they’re slipping under your top and his fingertips are running along your bare skin, his cold rings making you shiver each time they touch you — you lean further into him, whining as he places gentle barely-there kisses along the stretch of your neck.

“Jesus you’re so needy f’me, I haven’t even done anything yet sweetheart”.

You’d be embarrassed by how you had to stop your hips from grinding against nothing, but all you can think is EddieEddieEddie as you feel consumed by his entire being. His whole body wrapped around you, you can barely even here the film anymore. Eddie still looks the picture of calm, composed — if it wasn’t your body he had his hands on you wouldn’t be able to guess that he was doing anything at all.

“Keep watching the movie, baby” Eddie’s voice is low, quiet, barely noticeable over the dialogue coming from the tv.

You lean your head back against his shoulder, you feel his hair brush against your cheek. Eddie takes the scrunchie off your wrist and ties his hair back — a gesture that makes you squeeze your thighs together. You tilt your head back so he can kiss your neck. Eddie moves one of his hands to your chin, tilting your head back down so you could still watch the film; but he’s not that mean, he tilts your head further to the side and lets his lips ghost over your sweet spot. You feel a shiver go down your spine and your hand searches for his hair, intertwining your fingers in his hair and pushing him further into your neck. Eddie lets out a breath of air at the way you can’t help but beg him without even needing words.

“Keep your eyes on the tv, can you do that for me my love?” You nod your head with the enthusiasm of someone being promised the world. Eddie kisses your neck in response, parting his lips slightly and running his tongue over the area where he’d been sucking at the delicate skin over your pulse point.

“You take your eyes off the tv, I stop touching you, understood?”.

You freeze, Eddie notices — you feel his smirk against your neck. When he talks to you like this you’re screwed. Completely and utterly screwed. His voice turns your mind blank, his lips take control of your body and his hands turn you into putty in his arms.

“Answer me, sweetheart — or I stop.”

“I understand.” Your voice is airy, breathless, with words only coming out between whines and other sounds that Eddie could only describe as the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard someone make.

“Good girl.”

Oh.

That one’s new. Honestly you didn’t think that would do anything for you, but… well… you were wrong. Like— extremely wrong. Your whole body moves, you push back against Eddie. It’s as if you can’t get close enough to him.

“You like that? Wanna be my good girl, hm?” Eddie’s all cocky smirks and strong arms around you as he figures out yet another thing he can do to you to make your knees go weak. He keeps a note of things like this, it’s important to him. You can’t find a reason to complain.

Eddie’s lips haven’t left your neck, sucking and biting and running his tongue over it. You whine and squirm in his lap at every movement he makes. Eddie only tightens his arms around you, going even harder against your neck.

His hands are still under your top, but you can feel his fingers running down your body. You feel him ghost over your stomach as he lets his hand stop at your waistband. You unconsciously lift your hips, searching for his touch. “Shh, shh” Eddie whispers against your ear.

“Please—” you’re almost begging him. Lifting your hips again as he runs his fingers over the sliver of skin that’s showing between your top and your bottoms. He’s barely touching you, you have to focus on him to even feel the way his fingers are feathering over your skin. You shiver when he touches you just under your waist-band, it’s a split-second touch. Gone as soon it began. Eddie smiles against your neck, letting his teeth pull your skin and bite down. Soothing it immediately with his tongue when you wince-moan at the feeling.

You search for his hands with yours, finding them and linking your fingers with his. He lets you, but his eyes dart to follow what you’re doing. You let your hand hold his for a second, and then you’re moving his hand down. Eddie lets you, even though he knows what you’re trying to do. You go to move it under your waist-band, desperate for him to touch you right there.

“Uh-uh.” Eddie stops your hand from moving, he simply tenses his arm and you can’t move it. You whimper, an embarrassing noise that makes you sound like a needy child who hasn’t gotten their own way. You swallow down the embarrassment and focus your eyes on the tv.

“What do you want, sweetheart? Gotta tell me, use your words.”

“Want you to touch me.” Your words fill the room as Eddie uses one of his hands to hold your hips down as you try to lift them again.

“I am touching you—” Eddie moves your top up so it rests below your boobs, he runs his hand over your stomach and you’re sure at the point he’s trying to kill you. You’ve never know him have this much patience, usually he’s got your clothes off and your on your back underneath him the second you whine out his name in the middle of a makeout session. But tonight’s different, tonight Eddie can’t help but find the way you’re moving and begging for him to be something he just can’t move past too soon. He’s never seen you like this — truly he’s never pushed you to this point. But he’d sensed for a while that you like him being in control. Softly taking charge whilst he was inside you and your nails dug into his back.

This was a sort of experiment. The way you were reacting, the red that spread across your cheeks and the sounds that came out of you when he kissed your sweet spot below your ear convinced him that this was the only way he wanted to touch you from now on.

“How do you want me to touch you? Tell me and I’ll do it.”

You struggled to find your voice, to tell him exactly what you wanted. Eddie kissed down to your shoulder, moving your top out of the way so he could press kisses against every square inch of your skin that he could reach.

You swallowed down a moan and finally told Eddie what you wanted — no, what you needed — from him.

“Want your fingers, Ed’s—”

Eddie let his hands rest over your waist, his fingers ghosting over your waistband; almost as if it was a reward for you talking to him.

“My fingers? Where d’you want them?” Eddie’s voice echoed throughout the room. You moaned as he lowered his hand, letting it feel you through the layers of fabrics that you were cursing right now. You don’t know why you’d even put clothes on right now, with Eddie around wearing clothes seemed like the worst thing you could have done.

“Wan’ them inside me, please—”

“Fuckin’ good girl. What my girl wants she gets, hm? I told you you only gotta ask.”

Eddie moved his hands under your bottoms, running his fingers along your clothed slit as you let out a moan that sounded like pure sin. Your head fell even further back against his shoulder as your whole body felt like it had been set on fire.

Eddie froze, his hand stopped moving and lifted his fingers up so they were no longer resting against you.

“What did I say to you?” Eddie spoke to you bluntly. He moved one hand to hold your chin gently, moving his lips so they ghosted over your ear.

“Baby? What did I tell you?”

“Don’t take my eyes off the tv,” you whimper out, trying (and failing) to hide how turned on this whole situation was making you. Eddie knew.

“And what did you do, huh?” Eddie pulled your head up, turning it so that he could look at you, focusing on how fucked out you looked already.

“Sorry—” you found the word somewhere within you, but with all you attention on Eddie and how desperate you were for him to touch you again you were impressed you could even get that word out.

“Don’t apologise” Eddie said, kissing your lips gently, pulling back as you moved forward trying to capture his lips with yours again. Eddie didn’t let you (even though he really really wanted to) “just do what I say, okay? Got it, angel?”

You nodded. Eddie turned your head back and you focused every cell in your body on keeping your eyes on the tv. Eddie kissed your neck again, your skin sensitive after he’d already covered your neck in marks. He wasn’t done yet.

Eddie’s lips kissed your pulse point again and you moaned our his name as his fingers lowered back down, slipping under the waistband of your underwear and finally touching you.

“Your hearts racing, baby” Eddie whispered against your neck, his lips still resting there as he felt how desperate you were for him. He let his fingers run through your slit, feeling how wet you were just from him kissing your neck and teasing you for the past— heaven knows how long it had been. You didn’t care.

You murmured an almost-response and attempted to spread your legs apart even more, ensuring Eddie could touch you just how you needed him to. Eddie smiled as he felt what you were doing. He finally dipped his fingers lower, letting one slip inside you as you moaned out, covering the noise of the tv as you felt him enter a second one,

“Fuck, Eddie—”

“I got you, sweetheart” Eddie resured you, curling his fingers inside you as you whined and moaned out his name. With one swift movement he had your hips moving in the air and one of your hands gripping onto his forearm.

“Yeah? That the spot, baby? Right there?”

You nodded and almost closed your eyes before you remembered that if you did that he might stop, and if he stopped you were pretty sure you’d lose your shit.

“Yeah, fuck right there— pleasepleaseplease”

Eddie kept curling his two fingers as he fucked you. Kissing and sucking your neck as you kept a firm grip on his arm. You felt his rings against you each time he moved his fingers back and forth. You threw your head back but made a point to keep watching the film. You didn’t even know what had happened in the film anymore, you really didn’t care. How could you when Eddie was fingering you and kissing your neck. Whispering sinful things against your ear each time he felt you clench around his fingers.

“Jesus— that’s my girl, so fuckin’ desperate.”

Eddie kept his fingers pressed against you, keeping curling them against that spot inside you that had you seeing stars.

Suddenly it all got too much, but in the best way, your ears felt like they were ringing and your eyes closed before you could do anything about it. Eddie held your hips down with his free hand, putting just enough pressure on your lower stomach that it made everything feel even more intense.

You tried desperately to tell him — tell him how good it felt, that he was gonna make you come — but you couldn’t get the words out. Eddie could read you like a damn book, though. The way you were whining and moaning told him everything he needed to know.

“Let go for me, sweetheart. Come on, come all over my fingers”

You saw stars and your whole body felt like it was on fire. Eddie fingered you through your orgasm, drawing it out until you were practically screaming his name. He kept going until you physically stopped him, pulling back from him and pulling on his arm to stop his from touching you as the overstimulation hit you all of a sudden.

“Shh, shh, shh, you’re okay, baby. I got you, you’re okay” Eddie kissed your cheek and moved both of his hands to run up and down your side as you came down from your high. Eddie was talking you through it but you could barely even make out what he was saying.

“— that’s my girl. Did so fuckin’ well for me. You looked so pretty, you know that? Sounded like a goddamn angel.”

“Jesus Christ Eddie” were the first words that left you after you’d come down from that high.

You moved slightly so you could look at him. Eddie tilted his head as if to ask what you meant, holding back a laugh at how entirely fucked our you looked.

“Jesus I felt like I was gonna crawl out of my damn body” you told him, leaning in to kiss him but having to stop as you still fought to catch your breath.

“That good, huh?

“Yeah— Jesus fuck you’re dangerous” you told him, laughing as he turned you in his lap. Resting his legs on either side of him as he leant in to kiss you. Running his tongue along your bottom lip before you opened to let him run his tongue along yours.

He wasn’t finished with you yet.

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this was meant to be a couple hundred walls and just a little drabble… but… oops! i got carried away. i hope you enjoyed! love youu 🤍

[cinemamunson]

eddie munson who wakes up in the middle of the night so desperate for you that he accidentally wakes you up, too. because he knows at this time of the night you’re way too needy. all he has to do is touch you, let his fingers linger against your skin for a few too many seconds and suddenly you’re searching for him in the dark. fully awake and drawing his mouth to yours, pulling his hair and begging him to touch you.

within a few minutes he’s fucking you, kissing you through breathless moans as you keep your leg hitched around his waist. his hands keeping you pulled close against his body as your orgasm washes over you — you try to keep kissing him through the pleasure but you can’t even kiss him back anymore. you hide your head in the nape of his neck, his hand coming up to cradle your head as you muffle your moans against his shoulder. eddie comes almost immediately after you do, he fucks you through it and soon you’re both a mess. heavy-breathing and swollen lips searching for each other in the early hours of the morning. the streetlight from the trailer park the only source of light seeping into the room.

you kiss for what feels like hours, spit-covered lips and tongues meeting as eddie slides his knee against your core, not yet feeling like he’s heard enough of your desperate moans and whines as he pulls you to the edge over and over again — you grind down against his leg as he whispers how good you felt, how good of a girl you are. and suddenly, somehow, you’re coming again and eddie feels like he’s in heaven.

you fall back to sleep at some point, eddie’s long limbs intertwined with yours. and you’ll do it all again the next night, that’s an unspoken promise between you both.

[cinemamunson]

eddie munson lookalike contest in my bedroom.

[cinemamunson]

thank you so so much for 3k followers!! that’s crazy?? I truly adore writing my silly little fics and obsessing over fictional men 🤍🤍🤍

I love youuuu and thank you for reading, it genuinely means so much to me I can’t even put it into words how wild it feels to me that people read what I write and reblog stuff I post. crazy crazy shit.

[cinemamunson]

𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝟏𝟖+)

Eddie who’s love language is physical touch. He’s always got his hand on your lower back. Or his hand intertwined with his. Or he’s standing close to you just to make sure that you know he’s there — that you can sense him. He loves slow, intimate sex. The kind where the whole world disappears and all that matters is how he’s fucking you.

He’s got your arms pinned above your head. One of his hands keeping your wrists together, the other resting beside your head. His hairs pulled back off his face and he’s kissing you through all your moans and gasps and the way you’re whimpering his name each time he hits that spot. “Fuck sweetheart, that’s my girl” Eddie’s speaking quietly but his voice vibrates against your skin, his steadfast refusal to stop touching you for even a second is evident in the way he lets his lips run across your skin — down your face and to your neck — as he talks you through the pleasure — “sound so pretty when I’m inside you”.

All you can do is tilt your head back, exposing the slope of your neck for Eddie as he leaves you covered in hickeys. Everytime you feel his lips against your neck you’re moaning and wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. You moan his name, a string of words follow begging him to keep going. “I’m not stopping angel, I got you— I got you.” He repeats the words perhaps for you, but maybe for him. A reminder that you’re his. That you’re here in his bed begging him to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name. Eddies more than happy to oblige. With Eddie’s lips on your neck, his hands keeping you pinned to the bed and the way you can feel all of him inside of you it’s just too much. “Eddie I’m gonna come—“ your voice is small and desperate, getting out breathless words through quiet gasps. “I know baby, Jesus you feel so good — come for me sweetheart, let go”. Eddie’s words push you over the edge as you come apart around him; your legs are shaking and your eyes are closed as he kisses you through your orgasm, finally letting go of your hands to wrap his arms around you.

[hamilhansen]

WOW. BEAUTIFUL. 🙌🏻

[cinemamunson]

thank you so much!! 🫶🏻

[cinemamunson]

𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝟏𝟖+)

Eddie who’s love language is physical touch. He’s always got his hand on your lower back. Or his hand intertwined with his. Or he’s standing close to you just to make sure that you know he’s there — that you can sense him. He loves slow, intimate sex. The kind where the whole world disappears and all that matters is how he’s fucking you.

He’s got your arms pinned above your head. One of his hands keeping your wrists together, the other resting beside your head. His hairs pulled back off his face and he’s kissing you through all your moans and gasps and the way you’re whimpering his name each time he hits that spot. “Fuck sweetheart, that’s my girl” Eddie’s speaking quietly but his voice vibrates against your skin, his steadfast refusal to stop touching you for even a second is evident in the way he lets his lips run across your skin — down your face and to your neck — as he talks you through the pleasure — “sound so pretty when I’m inside you”.

All you can do is tilt your head back, exposing the slope of your neck for Eddie as he leaves you covered in hickeys. Everytime you feel his lips against your neck you’re moaning and wrapping your legs tighter around his waist. You moan his name, a string of words follow begging him to keep going. “I’m not stopping angel, I got you— I got you.” He repeats the words perhaps for you, but maybe for him. A reminder that you’re his. That you’re here in his bed begging him to fuck you until you can’t remember your own name. Eddies more than happy to oblige. With Eddie’s lips on your neck, his hands keeping you pinned to the bed and the way you can feel all of him inside of you it’s just too much. “Eddie I’m gonna come—“ your voice is small and desperate, getting out breathless words through quiet gasps. “I know baby, Jesus you feel so good — come for me sweetheart, let go”. Eddie’s words push you over the edge as you come apart around him; your legs are shaking and your eyes are closed as he kisses you through your orgasm, finally letting go of your hands to wrap his arms around you.

[cinemamunson]

If you were wondering I’m just always thinking of him 🖤

[cinemamunson]

eddie munson and those goddamn hands

[cinemamunson]

Eddie and you were friends. Best friends. At least you were according to Steve, Robin and Dustin.

None of them know that you’ve been dating for the last few months.

You and Eddie had spent the afternoon getting your house ready for movie night — everyone comes round, sleeps over, and it’s one of your favourite nights of the week. You’ve made snacks and Eddie had brought down the blankets and pillows; the whole lounge looked like the kind of pillow fortresses you’d made as a kid.

But somehow — between the baking and the arranging of blankets and everything in between — you and Eddie had gotten… distracted? Shall we say? And now you were in Eddie’s lap, knees on either side of him, your hands in his hair as his kept your hips pushed against him. He was kissing you and it was all swollen lips and teeth and messy and desperate. And then you had moaned, or sighed, or whimpered or something and Eddie had taken that as his chance to run his tongue across your bottom lip. And from that moment on neither of you really stood any chance of remembering that your friends were due… well any minute now.

“Christ sweetheart, you’re desperate hm? Am I not touchin’ you enough?” Eddie barely pulled back from your spit-covered lips kiss as he spoke to you, his voice low and dangerous and entirely responsible for the way your hips were rolling against his. Eddie ran his thumb over your bottom lip — lifting his hips against you, pulling a moan from you that only he could.

“Ed’s—“ you always got shy when you were like this, you couldn’t help it. It was all still new to you, but Eddie didn’t mind. It was new to him too, but something about your flushed face and chest rising up and down as you fought to get your breath back whilst he kissed you made him forget all about how nervous you made him. He just needed to hear more of your pretty noises — “Just kiss me”.

Eddie murmured back to you that you “Sound so pretty when you beg” but it was more an observation for himself than anything. Eddie moved his hand to pull your face back down to him, keeping on hand on your waist as you moved against him — you could feel how desperate you both were.

Eddie kissed you like you were his lifeline, and you held onto him like letting even an inch of space come between you would be a crime. Eddie tilted your head to the side, exposing your neck just enough for him to trail his lips down your neck, kissing you in that spot just below your ear.

You gasped and pulled on his hair, making him hum against your neck, the vibrations almost too much for you as you moved him back, capturing his lips in a desperate kiss. Noses bumping and tongues meeting in a frenzy. You sighed into his mouth and he moved his hand to rest against the side of your neck, feeling your pulse raise under his thumb.

But then — neither of you noticed the knocking on the door, the push of the door handle and the swift opening of the front door that gave all of them a near perfect view of their two best friends with their tongues down each others throats.

“OH MY GOD—“

“What the hell?”

“Jesus that’s not— that is not— not what I wanted to see”

Dustin, Robin, Steve. In succession. Dustin had let out a string of profanities not long after, Steve whacking him nonchalantly on the back of the head as he moved closer to Robin.

You dived off Eddie’s lap, and caught Eddie looking far too pleased with himself. You took a page out of Steve’s book and hit him on the arm. Which— only made him smile more.

“Guys take it from me when friends do — that — shit only gets weird”

“They’re clearly not just friends, dipshit” Robins monotone voice cut through the awkwardness, distracting Steve and giving you a second to adjust your clothes. Eddie pulled you up with him, linking his hand in yours. Well there’s no point in hiding it now.

“— I’m just saying that them doing that doesn’t necessarily mean they’re dating it could just—“

“We’re dating.” Eddie cut Steve off, if only to stop the argument that was clearly about to erupt between Steve and Robin between what constituted a casual relationship and what didn’t.

“Oh! Well congratulations!” Steve lit up as he threw his hands in the air, Robin pulled them back down as she shook her head. Robin also responded with a congratulations, and a specific comment to you that she wanted all the details. Like, all of them.

Which made Dustin say “No. No, I want no details. None. Zero? Do you understand?”

You both laughed at the utter horror on his face, he could barely make the contact with either of you.

“That was like seeing my parents going at it. Never wanna see that again, okay? You need a sign or some shit—“ you couldn’t help but lean into Eddie’s side as Dustin explained (in detail) how this relationship could not mess up the friend group.

“Understood, Henderson” Eddie walked over, ruffling his hair.

Dustin looked entirely unamused, staring at Eddie with a deadpan expression and a — “I don’t know where those hands have been.”

“Alright, film night! Yeah? What are we watching?”

Robin ran over, explaining which films she had rented and which ones were, in her humble opinion, the best pick.

You and Eddie met each other’s eyes across the room. Filled with an unspeakable adoration for each other. And a silent agreement that what had happened earlier was not finished yet.

Between Eddie and Dustin’s discussion of why Eddie had not informed him of every detail of his love life yet — you and Robin discussing in which order you should watch the films, you heard Steve call out

“I am not sitting on that couch. Not. a. chance” drawing out the last three words for emphasis.

[cinemamunson]

he’s got me giggling and kicking my feet and shit

[cinemamunson]

Always thinking about an eddie munson who truly does not understand how attractive you find him. You’ve been dating for… like two months?? It’s super super new.

And you’re sat in your bedroom with him, he’s telling you about his latest campaign and you are just entirely enamoured by him. There’s something so intimate about watching him tell you about his passions and interests. And you’re so invested, you genuinely care and find the way he tells you stories to be your new favourite thing. He’s all wide-eyed and erratic hand movements and he’s acting like no one has every truly heard him before — because outside of Wayne, no one really had — and you are so in love.

But… he’s also so hot. He keeps moving his hands and holy fuck you have this thing about his hands. And his rings, and the little notes he writes on the back of his hand during games. And Eddie’s telling you how he’s wanting to end the campaign and you’re climbing into his lap before you’ve even processed what you’re doing. “What’s — what is happening? Hi baby” Eddie’s voice is laced with confusion and adoration as he lets his hands rest on your hips. Letting you slide into his lap like it was made especially for you. “Just keep talking, I’m listening I promise”. And so he does, but you’re kissing his neck and murmuring little things like “mhm I love that” and “that would be so cool!” and asking him follow up questions; and Eddie is so flustered and red in the face and his hands are holding onto you like you’re his grounding force and he’s never going to let you go.

[cinemamunson]

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 - 𝐞.𝐦 (𝟏𝟖+)

eddie munson x fem!reader smut

wc 1.8k

summary eddie knows just how to fuck you to have you screaming his name (just pure smut i’m so sorry).

warnings minors shoo! dirty talk, slightly? dom!eddie, use of nicknames (sweetheart, angel, baby) (no use of y/n), porn with no plot, penetrative sex, no use of protection. written in like… an hour? if i’ve missed anything please let me know!

Eddie Munson will spends hours with you underneath him. He’ll kiss you — all messy lips clashing and breathless moans — until your whole body feels like it’s on fire. And only when you’re begging him to just do something, does he finally start touching you. But not there — not where you need him, not yet anyway.

He’ll kiss your neck until your fingers are tangled in his hair and your thighs are wrapped around his waist; keeping his hips pressed against yours — but he still won’t move, won’t do what he knows you need. Eddie lives off of your desperate whimpers and the way you moan his name when he’s all you can focus on.

And tonight is no different. He’s had you underneath him all evening. Lay on his bed, the pillow he brought specially for you underneath your head as he kisses you like he’s been waiting for you for years. The orange light from the trailer park hits the walls of his bedroom, lightning up the both of you just enough for you to be able to see each other when you pulled away for a reluctant breath.

Some discarded film lulls on in the background, voices muffled through the closed door of his room. You lasted maybe (optimistically) about five minutes in the lounge tonight before you climbed into Eddie’s lap and kissed him as if him not kissing you yet was a crime of the highest degree.

After that you don’t quite remember what happened. But it was a mixture of Eddie carrying you to his room, his lips never once leaving yours, and him throwing off his top and yours within a second of each other.

Now you couldn’t even guess how long you’ve been laid here. Eddie whispering how good you were being as he kissed you senseless and let his hands roam across your flushed skin.

“What do you need, huh?” as he’s kissing along your collar bone and he rolls his hips against yours and you let out an embarrassingly loud moan considering he’s really done nothing yet. He’ll pull back from kissing you just to tell you “talk to me sweetheart or you get nothing” but Eddie knows you couldn’t string a sentence together if you tried.

You’re so fucked out from just him that you can’t even look at him — “baby — hey, hey. Look at me” and he’s turning your face to him and letting his hand slide down to your neck because he knows that when he does that you’re putty in his hands. “Come on, be a good girl and tell me what you need, yeah? It’s not hard angel” and Jesus fucking Christ the way he sounds as he’s talking to you should be illegal.

“Eddie, please—“

“That’s me sweetheart but I need more than that.” Eddie leans back down and kisses along the love bird that have already turned a deep shade of purple, his lips against your bruised skin a sharp contrast to the way he rolls his hips against yours. It’s the most he’s given you all night and you’d happily stay like this forever.

“Please — touch me, Ed’s” that name on your lips, all high-pitched and whiny, is his weakness and you both know it. His hips falter and for a second, only a split second, you think he might cave and give you what you’ve been begging for.

But Eddie’s not that easily persuaded. But fucking hell if you don’t test him—

“I am, baby. I’m touching you. Fuck — you’re pure sin, you know that?” Your hips rolling up to meet his and your fingers pulling at his hair is enough to break his demeanour for a second. He stares down at you and you’re all heavy breaths, swollen lips and mascara smudged under your eyes.

Fuck— Eddie dreamt of this moment too many times to count when you were friends, imaging how you’d sound coming undone for him, his name on your lips as you trusted him with the most sacred parts of yourself.

“Eddie just— fuck, please fuck me. I need you so bad please Ed’s”

“Okay, okay sweetheart. I’ve got you, hm? Gonna be good f’me and lift your hips baby?

And of course, you are. Because who the fuck wouldn’t when Eddie Munson is above you, his hair wild around his face with his necklace dangling over you looking like everything you were ever warned against,

You lift your hips and he slides a pillow under them, pushing up your skirt and kissing your thigh and down your legs as he pulled off your underwear. He catches you shivering at the anticipation and he can’t help the smile that crosses his face — “Jesus baby, I really did a number on you, huh? So wet for me and I’ve not even touched you yet”

“Ed’s you’ve been teasing me all night” and as much as you try you still can’t sound anything other than entirely fucked out already.

“Don’t act like you don’t love it, hm?” You couldn’t figure out if it was the best or worst thing you ever did, telling him how hot he was to you when he got condescending when he was fucking you. He was never normally like that — he was all honeyed words and sweet touches — but one day he spoke in a different voice. You couldn’t explain it, he didn’t even that he had done it, but the way you reacted made him vow to do it every time from then on.

“Although—“ Eddie starts as he’s undoing his belt and taking his jeans off “I don’t really need to do much, hm? What was it you said the other day? Just thinking of me gets you wet, right baby?” Eddie leant back down over you, lining up at your entrance and kissing your shoulder so gently — in a way that contrasted so sharply with the way he was talking to you.

“Eddie that was a— fucking, oh my god — that was a private conversation—“ you cut yourself off with the most pornographic moan you’d ever heard yourself make (huh, who knew you could even make that sound?) as Eddie pushed himself into you, his hips finally meeting yours.

Eddie’s forehead fell to meet yours, his eyes screwed shut as he adjusted to the feel of you.

“Baby girl, come on now you were on the phone in my room and I was in the bathroom, you think I can’t hear that shit?” Eddie let a smirk grow across his face as your face flushed red at the thought of him hearing you say that. It’s not like it’s not true but he definitely didn’t need that ego boost.

“Don’t get cocky Munson—“ you breathed out, your eyes meeting his as he watched you with the same old intensity he did everytime you had sex. The only thing that mattered to him when you were underneath him was how good he was making you feel.

“Oh? Oh okay, I shouldn’t get cocky?” The tone of Eddie’s voice told you you’d just made a mistake.

Eddie pulled all the way out of you only to push back in and hit right where it drove you crazy, your head falling back and your nails digging into his back.

Eddie took your leg and moved it higher up so he was hitting at an even deeper angle that had you seeing stars and praying to any god you think of.

“Oh— god, fuck” your voice didn’t even sound like your own as you babbled out any words you could possibly think of as Eddie fucked you like it was second nature to him. Like he knew exactly how to move to make you lose all sense of yourself. Pulling moan after moan from your lips as you held onto him like a lifeline.

“That’s my girl, keep making those pretty noises for me” Eddie moaned out, groaning each time you squeezed around him. He kept fucking you through your breathless whimpers and let you pull him down into a desperate kiss. Your tongues meeting messily as he tightened his hold on your thigh. Adjusting himself to let his cock hit right where you needed him.

“I’m gonna come— Eddie, Jesus”

“Yeah? Come on then angel, let go for me.”

Eddie was fucking you so deeply that you felt him in places you weren’t even sure was possible. You could barely even open your eyes but Eddie kept you grounded with the weight of him above you.

Eddie moved his hand down, knowing exactly what would tip you over the edge. His fingers reached down to find your clit and rub circles right where he knew he would have you begging both God and him.

“Come on baby, come round my cock, huh? Wanna feel you let go f’me” Eddie sounded entirely wrecked himself, but he’d be damned if came before his girl had.

That familiar wash of feelings came over you, your legs shaking and head turning to hide your face in your pillow as your orgasm washed over you. All-consuming. You held on tighter to Eddie, he buried his head in your neck as he came almost immediately after you.

You’re not sure how much time has passed but suddenly you came back into your own body and you felt yourself entirely consumed by Eddie. His head still resting in your neck, his hot breath hitting your collarbone and his hand running up and down the side of your body.

You tightened your legs around him, not willing to let him go anywhere just yet.

Eddie finally lifted his head and met your gaze “hey sweetheart—“ his soft voice hitting you like a tonne of bricks. You felt yourself tighten around him and Eddie couldn’t help the noise left him at the feeling— “Jesus, fuck angel, you tryna make me faint or something?” Eddie laughed as a smile graced your face.

This might be his favourite part. The after.

Eddie tried to move but you tightened your legs around him and made an inadvertent whine at the sensation.

“Hey, what’s wrong? You okay, baby? You’re not hurt or anything, are you—“

“Eddie, I’m okay! Just, I dunno, can you— can we stay like this for a minute?”

Eddie was sure this was heaven. It must be. There was no other explanation.

“Yeah sweetheart. We can stay like this.”

Eddie pushed your hair off your face, letting himself settle back down against you. Kissing you so gently you felt as though the idea of ever moving from this position was unthinkable. Before either of you moved again Eddie had pulled yet another orgasm from you, his name falling from your lips as you felt heat rush to your cheeks. Eddie calling you his good girl as you came around his fingers.

Eddie didn’t know what he’d done to deserve this but fuck he loved you.

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thank youuu for reading! love u

[enchanthings]

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[cinemamunson]

hi my friend 🤗 i have a request 😋

could you possibly write a lil fluff (or smut i don’t mind 🤭) of eddie helping comfort/relieve stress from his very overworked girl after a long stressful day at work? love u 🤍

angel hi hi! first of all I love u 🤍🤍 secondly yes of course I can write this, I love itttt! added to my wip list thank u girlyyyy 🤍

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[cinemamunson]

ahh thank you so much!! I truly love this fandom and all of these writers here are incredible 🤍